Sansheng didn't seem to see the difference and horror in Tang Chao's eyes, and said lightly: "I cleared their memories just now." After speaking, he nodded politely to Tang Chao and turned to leave.

Tang Chao didn't know how he left the tea house, and he repeatedly confirmed with the two men in the car that they were all blank in their minds, and they didn't know anything about what had just happened inside.

Tang Chao looked at them, his brain was inexplicably hot, his eyes lit up instantly, and he suddenly realized that maybe Xie Chen was really saved.

Sansheng stood by the window and watched Tang Dynasty's car leave, before retracting his gaze.

Zixian was still a little worried, "You still shouldn't use spells in front of him. ”

"I just want to see if he will send Xie Chen here." And the use of spells is just to tell Tang Chao that she is indeed not a mortal, and it is also to tell him that she is not joking when she says that she wants to thank the family for merit.

"Anyway, he knows who we are, and if he wasn't sure, he wouldn't come."

There may be some things that once you take the first step, you will never be able to turn back.

Zi Xian took a deep breath, the mainstream of the world now pays attention to atheism, but when it comes to abnormal events, people will still instinctively think of ghosts and gods. Some people are even convinced of this.

Because of this, they have to be more careful about their identity, for fear of attracting some ill-intentioned people.

Zixian said a little helplessly: "I know, I will pack everything here as soon as possible and try to move out as soon as possible." ”

"Don't move," a little irritability appeared on Sansheng's originally cold face, "I've moved too much, so we'll live here this time." ”

Zixian looked up at Sansheng in disbelief, once someone found out before, she would move away cleanly, and often said that this world is so big and interesting, it's good to go and see it.

When did you change your mind when you were with yourself every day?

Sansheng noticed Zi Xian's suspicious gaze, and didn't want to explain, but he still said: "The imperial city is the capital, the land of the dragon vein, and the Qingyuan Mansion is the center of the dragon vein. I need to spend my calamity here. ”

Zi Xian naturally knew how important this Heavenly Tribulation was to Sansheng, but Sansheng's mana was strong, and with the blessings of the soul attractors of the past dynasties, it was originally nine out of ten.

She hurriedly walked a few steps forward and squatted in front of her, held her hand, and said worriedly: "Something is wrong with you when you come back from Huya Valley, Sansheng, are you injured?" ”

Sansheng held Zixian's hand and said with a smile: "It's okay." ”

Zixian knew that Sansheng didn't want to say anything, and she didn't want to say anything more, but she just looked at her with deep worry in her eyes. She slowly stood up, and finally spoke: "Sansheng, your life is more important than my life, so you must tell me if you have something, otherwise if something happens to you, I won't live alone." ”

Sansheng looked at Zixian's serious appearance, his eyes were full of warmth, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very faint, but very warm, "Don't worry, I can take care of myself and you." ”

Nominally they are master and servant, but in reality, they are each other's relatives in these three realms.

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After two days of peace, there was no news from the Xie family. Sansheng thinks that people in this world are really selfish and cold, and when it comes to their own vital interests, any affectionate righteousness is an excuse to deceive themselves and others.

But he never thought that early in the morning of the third day, the door of Qingyuan's house was knocked.

Autumn mornings are cool, and the leaves of the roadside trees turn yellow, and the surrounding area is full of extreme to faint decay.

Old Mrs. Xie, Tang Dynasty, and Xie Yujie all came, and Xie Chen, who was still in a coma, was carried out of the car by the bodyguards and walked quietly to the courtyard.

Old Madam Xie took a few steps forward and said sincerely to Sansheng who was standing at the gate: "Girl, my Chen'er...... I'll leave it to you. ”

Sansheng swept the old lady with a rickety back and a thin figure in front of him, and then looked at Xie Yujie, who was worried and distressed not far away, and Tang Chao, who was holding Xie Yujie with a calm gaze, and nodded, "Old lady, don't worry, since I have responded, I will do my best." ”

Old Madam Xie raised her head and smiled, "That's good." The girl likes to be quiet, so we won't bother much. Saying that, he waved to a man in a suit and leather shoes standing on the side, "Chen'er is a man after all, and it is more convenient for men to take care of their daily life." ”

Sansheng looked up at the man who walked over, he had a pair of firm eyes, handsome and handsome, a strong and powerful figure in his early eights, and he had the demeanor of a soldier in his gestures.

Gu Sheng walked over, nodded politely at Old Madam Xie, looked at Sansheng and said, "Hello girl." ”

Old Madam Xie said: "His name is Gu Sheng, he is Chen'er's personal officer, and he can do anything." ”

Sansheng nodded his head.

Old Madam Xie looked at the bodyguard who came out, looked inside worriedly, looked at Sansheng and said again, "Please." "I forced myself to turn around and walked in the direction of the car without looking back.

Qingyuan Mansion is an ancient building of the Qing Dynasty, the ancestral house of the Xie family, with many rooms, pavilions and corridors, small bridges and flowing water, exquisite design, and full of ancient charm.

Xie Chen was arranged in the attic on the east side, which was originally his residence, and all the furniture was still the same as before.

Sansheng pushed the door and entered, looking at Xie Chen who was lying weakly on the bed, but in a few days, he was already haggard, as if he had been sucked dry by something, his cheeks were as pale as paper, and even his lips did not have a trace of blood, and his breath was like a gossamer, as if he would die at any time.

Sansheng walked to the side of the bed, took his left hand, and spread it out, the midline of his palm was already red as blood, spreading to his wrist.

"It's hopeless," she said lightly, put his hand back into the quilt, and turned to look at Gu Sheng, "Let's prepare for him." ”