Childe, the case has been taken over by Yi Xuan

That's good, hard work for you, no heart

Leng Wuxian raised his hand and signaled Wuxin to retreat.

In the bed, snuggled in front of Leng Wuxi's chest were two naked women who were as delicate as flowers, and after a burst of restlessness, there was a woman's laughter and whispering.

Unintentionally leaving, gently close the door.

Childe has become a different picture, bloodthirsty, lewd, and cruel.

She knew her identity and shouldn't have been so stupid.

Unintentional, that is, ruthless

But she was moved by her son.

Childe rescued her from the flower thief

The first moment her eyes fell on him, she decided to follow him.

That's why she's so desperate, no matter what he does.

Heartless tears, irrepressible, like, pain in the heart.

The figures overlapped, in the restless frenzy, the cold eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth were a sneer of bewilderment.

The carriage drove slowly through the streets, and I didn't sleep all night, and I was too tired to walk.

The eyelids were so heavy, Qian Xueyan fell asleep leaning on Xiang'er like this.

But soon, the noise woke her up in her sleep, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and vaguely heard the movement outside the sedan chair.

"Do you know whose palanquin it stopped?"

"I'm sorry, we're just routine."

"Bold, this is ......."

"Ah Xuan, don't be rude."

"Yes"

It turned out that it was the soldiers at the city gate who stopped the sedan chair for a routine inspection. Could it be related to Long Lai's successive murders, Qian Xueyan, who stayed in the sedan chair, was about to go out to relieve his brother, but unexpectedly, it seemed that another group of officers and soldiers appeared.

She lifted the corner of the curtain, it was true, the leader was a man known as the head catcher, if he didn't go out at this time, it was estimated that he would make a big deal and even expose their identities, but the brother hadn't spoken yet, it could be seen that he didn't plan to let them go out for inspection, Qian Xueyan was at a loss.

What's going on

My lord, they won't let us check.

It's you, you're not a thousand......

Brother Yi, don't come unharmed. Qian Mingchen interrupted Yi Xuan, he was a smart person, and he understood Qian Mingchen's intentions at a glance.

Adult, do you want to forcibly check it.

Licentious. Su County has an order, the murderer has been captured, there is no need to fortify, and this person is a close friend of me, and he will not be released.

The villain should be damned, so let it go. The thin man immediately motioned for the men around him to stand back so that the carriage could pass by.

Brother Yi, thank you, that Mingchen has left in advance, and will come to the door another day to thank you.

Where, Yin Kuang's brother is my brother.

The carriage slowly left, and Qian Xueyan in the sedan chair exhaled deeply and snuggled up to Xiang'er's shoulder.

Xiang'er, my brother knows so many people. Qian Xueyan's eyes were slightly closed, leaving only her slender eyelashes flickering.

That's right, the young master is young and promising, and he deserves to be the son of a thousand princes. Xiang'er smiled innocently, in his eyes, although the young master was indifferent, he was the person she admired the most.

As the carriage and horses drifted away, the corners of Yi Xuan's mouth rose, and his eyes were fierce and gloomy.

"My lord, hasn't the murderer been arrested yet?"

"You know, he's no ordinary person. Besides, I have my own conclusion about who the murderer is, and I still need you to be verbose. ”

"Adults are wise and martial, villains should be damned."

"Hahaha"

Qian Mingchen, you and Yin Kuang deserve to die.

I will definitely let you be planted in my Yi Xuan's hands.

"Ding vigorously obeys."

"Yes."

"Your team will follow me to the Spring Himein Temple to arrest the murderer."

"Yes."

When the convoy reached the outskirts, Qianxueyan poked her head out, and she was extremely surprised when she saw her brother on horseback with a solemn expression, but he didn't dare to ask more, she knew her brother's temper best, so she had to watch the scenery along the way alone.

Qian Mingchen frowned, Yin Kuang's sorrow was probably because of Yi Xuan.

The entanglement between them is afraid that it will be messy and messy.

Yi Xuan is extremely competitive, presumably Brother Yin's next path will be difficult to be peaceful.

How can I help him?

After pondering for a long time, the scenery along the way is extremely beautiful. The meandering stream leads along the green mountains to the distant side, and the patches of green trees face the sun, forming a large lush forest sea, sometimes there are birds tapping the water surface, and sometimes there are beautiful and tactful cuckoo songs echoing in the valley.

Painting in poetry, poetry in painting, that's just it.

The scenery is so wonderful, but the people on the horse have no intention of looking at the scenery.

The people in the sedan car have the heart to see the scenery, but they can't indulge in the scenery.

Since last night

Qian Xueyan's heart was a little panicked.

Qianmingchen's silence was hidden in silence.

Xiang'er, or the carefree Xiang'er.

Everyone, breathing in the fragrance of grass and earth, brewed their own unique mood. However, no one could have predicted that the shadow of the conspiracy was approaching, and they were about to become pawns.

The emptiness of Chengshan looms in the misty clouds.

In the sound of the wooden fish with frustration of sincerity, it is the pure state of mind of the person who cultivates the new person, and every cultivator of the quiet and elegant Taixu Guan is carrying out the pure cultivation in an orderly manner.

And Forget Worry knelt at the door of the Michijo's room, begging for the Michigan's forgiveness. She went down the mountain without permission and leaked the heavenly secrets, and for three days and three nights, she did not enter a drop of water, and the door of the Taoist chief was still closed.

Forget her worries and her face was haggard, her body was already weak, she couldn't kneel for a long time, and the cold on the mountain was heavy, so she naturally couldn't hold it anymore.

Not far away, the good sister who forgets her worries is quiet and worries, and if she goes on like this, she will definitely die, what should she do, poor forgetful worries, she can't stay still, she must help her sisters, suddenly, she remembered something, and immediately ran to the meditation room, now only the disciples can save forget worries, she must do this.

The meditation room was already full of people, either scolding Forget Worry for violating the rules, or feeling worthless for Forget Worry. In short, everyone is talking about forgetting worries, especially Ruxia, which aims to arouse public anger and drive forget worries out of the vastness.

Jing Xian broke through the door, and everyone's eyes widened, wanting to see what Jing Xian, whose face was full of tears, was going to do.

Jing Xian suddenly fell to his knees, and when he looked up again, he was already in tears.

Sisters, please save me and forget my worries, if this continues, it will be too hypocritical to make trouble. The monks are compassionate, and I beg everyone to save my sister for the sake of her kindness to everyone on weekdays.

Everyone doesn't speak, and it makes sense to think about it carefully. A senior sister spoke, quietly, what do you say we can help.

Plead. The words are sonorous and heartfelt.

No, she should have been punished for her mistakes. What's more, forgetting worries and leaking heavenly opportunities will inevitably lead to a catastrophe for Taixuguan, and it is too much for our own selfishness to implicate us. Yurong was afraid that everyone would intercede for Forget Worries, so she began to count the people who forgot their worries again, this group of old nuns would definitely think twice about matters involving their own interests. From the moment she told the head of the house about Forget Worry going down the mountain without permission, she was determined to completely drive Forget Worry out of the void.

Yurong you...... Jing Xian glared at Yurong angrily, she knew her viciousness, if she hadn't forgotten Su Ri and told her to endure it, she would have been inseparable from Yurong a long time ago.

The nuns began to waver again, and dragged on like this, forgetting about her...... I don't dare to imagine it.

I beg all the senior sisters, I beg everyone. Jing Xian's head slammed on the cold floor, one or two...... Blood began to flow from his forehead, and the flesh was blurred.

Save poor Jing Xian, Jing Xian is just helping innocent people escape from killing, she is for the common people in the world, and she has been disguised, outsiders must not know that it is a disciple who is too vain, if it really causes trouble, I am willing to bear everything, please everyone.

Forget it, we all know that those who forget their worries are with me, and those who are willing to intercede are with me, and those who don't go are not reluctant.

The call of the senior sister, the kindness of everyone began to melt the scruples in their hearts.

walk

The senior sister will help Jing Xian up and go to the room of the head of the house. Yurong's expression changed greatly, how could this be, she had to grit her teeth.

Forget to worry and use the last strength to support, but unfortunately I am going to die, I can no longer recognize my daughter, and I can no longer protect the world.

Master, forgive me for forgetting your worries. The neat voice echoed in the ears of Forget Worry, and Forget Worry was shocked, everyone...... How could it be. She struggled to turn around, and when she saw the wound on Jing Xian's forehead, she immediately understood everything, and tears burst out of her eyes again.

Master, forgive me for forgetting your worries. Everyone knelt down in front of the door and begged for forgiveness from the Master.

After about half a pillar of incense, the closed door finally opened, and the bitter master looked solemn, forgetting her worries did make her feel sorry, but if she was not punished, it would be unfair to the disciples.

Are you really not concerned about the dangers that may cause you trouble?

Master, since interceding for forgetting our worries means that we will no longer pursue what we have done, and we believe that we will never do it again after forgetting our worries.

He nodded bitterly.

Forget your worries, you promise not to leak the heavenly secret in the future?

Forget her worries and raise her head, her eyes were endless hesitation, Master's words, her mission, tranquility and the compassion of all the senior sisters and sisters, she lost her words for a while.

Don't let everyone down, forget your worries.

Forget the worry nodded, and tears fell to the ground.

Well, forget your worries and continue to stay in the void, without my permission, you must not take half a step out of the view, get up. With that, he closed the door again.

The last bit of consciousness of Forget Worry also dissipated the moment the door closed, she couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep deeply, all that was left was Jing Xian and all the senior sisters rushed forward, shouting the name of Forget Worry.

Forget your worries, don't blame the master, you have to do this for the teacher.

If you don't stop it, you will be conniving against the heavens, and in the end not only will you not be able to reverse the will of heaven, but you will also be destroyed.

When I woke up, it was noon the next day. The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, the windows were bright and clean, and the slightest wisps of wind were blowing, and her face was a little painful.

Everything, like a dream, is vivid, but I can't recall the complete experience.

She's not dead, she's alive.

It's Jing Xian and all the sisters and sisters.

Her eyes were moist again, and her mind couldn't calm down for a moment.

You're finally awake. Jing Xian's appearance disturbed the sentimentality of forgetting her worries, and she quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, otherwise Jing Xian would be sad.

Quietly and cautiously holding a bowl of porridge, and then sat next to Forget Worries, his face full of concern.

Is it better?

Forget your worries and nod, thank you, be quiet.

What to say, we are good sisters. If you're hungry, eat some porridge first and fill your stomach.

Jing Xian handed the porridge to her mouth, blew it and fed it to Forget Worry one bite at a time.

The taste of porridge was originally sweet, but at this moment, it was clearly bitter on the tip of the tongue. Before you know it, tears are falling.

The quiet repetitive movements stalled, and she freed one hand and held the cold hand of Forget Worry tightly.

I know what you're worried about, she'll be fine, trust me.

Forget worries and stared at Jing Xian, her eyes made her feel much more at ease.

Have you found her?

Forget the worry nodded, and her despair exploded in an instant.

What about the tips?

Give it to her, perhaps, can help her escape this catastrophe, everything, born because of me, will be destroyed because of me.

I knew it would be like this.

Quiet, she'll be fine, right?

Silently, the porridge had been drunk, and she turned around to take the decoction to forget her worries.

Drink it quickly so that you can get better.

Jing Xian's expression was slightly nervous, this secret, she had vowed to keep it for the rest of her life. So, she chose to escape and turned around, leaving only tears on her face and a look of anticipation.

When I was about to get to the door, when I closed the door, I didn't dare to look up, for fear of meeting the eyes of disappointment.

However, she has always been a quiet and worry-free sister.

Cai Ning is not your daughter, your daughter, now living well in an ordinary family.

The quiet footsteps were gone, and her endless sighs.

The daughter she misses is not Cai Ning, but she heard it right.

A few days ago, she overheard a conversation between Master and Master of Puzhong Temple outside the main hall.

Is the woman named Caining in Haruhimin sure that she is a cold-blooded child?

It's his own flesh and blood, and the crescent birthmark on her shoulder can't be wrong, it must be her.

They'll definitely attack her first, you've saved her life before, and I'm afraid you won't be able to save her this time.

This is also what I fear, and if I go against the sky, I will be punished by Providence.

What should come will always come, and whether the people in the world can escape this catastrophe depends on creation. Take a good look and forget your worries.

Forget your worries is my disciple who is too vain, and I will definitely try my best to protect her.

Forget her worries and staggered away, her child, cold-blooded flesh and blood, turned out to be alive all along. She had to save her. Her eyes were steadfast, and her hand was tightly grasping the talisman bag that Master had given her.

Child, I won't let you have anything to do, I'm sorry for you.

She didn't tell anyone, including Jing Xian, and secretly went down the mountain overnight, in order to give the bag to her daughter, the surviving demon wolf royal family would not let their mother and daughter go, but if she had to die, she would rather be herself than her innocent child.

Cai Ning is the Oiran of Haruhimein, and it is difficult for ordinary people to get close. So, she turned into a Taoist priest and wanted to stop Caining's sedan chair on the road.

For the first time, she saw her daughter who had been separated for 18 years, and she was bright and moving, and it was dazzling. She held back her tears, obviously it was in front of her, but she couldn't recognize each other. The heart that forgets its worries aches like a tear.

She wanted to give the bag to Cai Ning, but she was stopped.

Cai Ning, her daughter, in the sedan chair, can't see her helplessness, her sadness, her longing, her longing.

………

Forget your worries and return to reality, waking up from the endless memories.

If Cai Ning is not her child, then why does she have a crescent birthmark on her shoulder, the same as her daughter.

Master said that Cai Ning is a cold-blooded flesh and blood, isn't it, it's her.........

Forget worry and understand everything in an instant, it is her, Du Ruo, the woman who loves cold-blooded women deeply. Because of herself, she chose to leave, and she was pregnant with cold-blooded flesh and blood.

Hopefully, Caining can survive this catastrophe.

Forget about worry, close your eyes, pick up the bowl, and take a big gulp of the decoction, bitter, exuding bitterness and astringency, sliding through the tip of your throat. She has to get better, her daughter and the people need her to protect her, and she knows this.