"Ben...... Son. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Han Xia gently called Guan Tian, Guan Tian turned his head and raised his eyebrows, Han Xia hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Didn't Ruyu say that Mei Wuniang was going to follow us to the North Wing Mountain Range, could it be that Mei Wuniang in the Wushuang Palace was the one they were looking for?"

"Don't you remember, Ruyu also said that Mei Wuniang has changed in the past two years, don't you think there's anything strange about it?"

Xiao Chun answered, listening to Xiao Chun's words, Han Xia buried his head and didn't dare to say more.

The father and son-in-law looked at the three of them fixedly, not quite understanding what they were saying, but they clearly heard the name "Mei Wuniang".

The middle-aged man slowly helped his father up, and at this time, the three of them were talking together, seeing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly bowed again.

"Dare to ask the three nobles, can you tell the news of Wu Niang in Xia, you have been looking for her for several years. ”

"Huh?"

Guan Tian looked up at him and suddenly asked, "Is Mei Wuniang the person you are talking about martial arts martial arts, or is she an immortal cultivator?"

"My wife is a weak woman, how can she know martial arts, let alone cultivate immortals. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, his tone disappointed, it seems that he has found someone with the same name and surname again!

"Maybe we are mistaken, this Wu Niang is not the other Wu Niang. ”

Guan Tian shook his head, there are many people with the same name and surname, which is not surprising.

Since it was a misunderstanding, and the family's experience was also relatively bumpy, Guan Tian had the intention of letting them go, and seeing that Guan Tian had no opinion, Xiao Chun and Hanxia naturally wouldn't say much.

The three of them turned around and left, Guan Tian in front, Xiao Chun and Hanxia followed.

Watching the three of them leave, the middle-aged man was full of sorrow, and was disappointed again, the original flame of hope was extinguished, and the whole person became cold again.

If I hadn't been so fierce to my wife at the beginning, if I had been able to tolerate and understand a little more, maybe things wouldn't have turned out like this now.

Mei Wuniang's father thumped his feet and sighed, and his four sons were all drafted into the barracks.

In the past two years, Xuancheng and Jincheng have clashed fiercely with the monarch behind their backs, and his three sons have all died on the battlefield, and one has a broken leg and is being fostered by his relatives.

The family is in the middle of the road, the family is ruined, and his daughter is his last hope!

And this middle-aged is also because Mei Wuniang does not dislike him for marrying him from a humble background, and the self-blame over the years has made him unable to raise his head.

Tears swirled in his eyes, and he tried to suppress them so that they would not fall, and he trembled and stretched out his hand and took out a well-preserved box from his bosom, which contained a portrait of his wife.

It is also the only one left in the house.

Slowly opened with mixed feelings, the woman on it smiled at herself, it was an ink painting from many years ago.

The painting is not very good, but Mei Wuniang is very happy.

Immersed in longing and sadness, he couldn't extricate himself, his fists were clenched, and he was careful not to damage the ink painting, which was the first evidence that Mei Wuniang had appeared in his life.

Guan Tian took Xiao Chun and Han Xia and walked away slowly, only to feel the cold wind blowing behind him, and even Guan Tian felt cold.

You don't have to think about it to know how sad and lost the family is that they haven't found their relatives, and Guan Tian can understand and understand such feelings.

Thinking about it, the inexplicable Guantian's footsteps paused, Xiao Chun stopped in cold summer, and looked at him puzzled, with a little sad eyes.

After thinking about it, he waved his hand slightly, and commanded in a hoarse voice: "Let's go, there is nothing for us here." ”

"Whew--"

A gust of wind blew, much stronger than before, blowing the corners of the beautiful skirts of the two women, and blowing the clothes of Guantian.

The dead leaves fell from the tree, just in front of Guan Tian's eyes, Guan Tian paused, and reached out to sandwich the dead leaves between his fingers.

was about to move forward, but he heard the sound of footsteps moving quickly, Guan Tian's ears moved slightly, but he didn't look back.

Hearing the sound, Xiao Chun and Han Xia stopped, and looked back to see that the middle-aged man was holding a box like a baby, and was eagerly rushing here.

Behind him was Mei Wuniang's father, and the old man held the unconscious young man, staggering and eagerly following behind, his face worried.

Anxious in his heart, his pace accelerated, and in the end, he couldn't follow his middle-aged son-in-law, Xiao Chun Hanxia looked back at the little one, and this middle-aged man threw his father and son away from him.

Seeing that the two women stopped and turned around, and saw that the young man had his back to him but did not go any further, the middle-aged man was a little calm, and stretched out his hand and said eagerly while hurrying: "Three nobles, please stay!"

"Anything else?"

Han Xia frowned, thinking that the tea in the pavilion should be cold again, and now she has to take time to warm the tea again.

Xiao Chun raised his eyebrows, clenched his fists in the cold summer, did not dare to refute anything, and walked towards the middle-aged man.

The fast pace drove the whirlwind of the dead leaves under her feet, and she arrived in front of the middle-aged man in two breaths.

When the middle-aged man saw her coming, he was busy comparing and changing, and he was very reluctant to hand over the ink painting in his arms to Han Xia.

Han Xia nodded and told him to wait in place, and then she returned to Guan Tian with the half-old square box.

When the cold summer returned, Guan Tian just dropped the leaves from his fingers, and then looked back and asked, "What's wrong?"

"This is the portrait of Mei Wuniang given by that person, he is still not dead, he wants to ask, whether the Mei Wuniang we know is the person he is looking for. ”

As he spoke, Han Xia unfolded the portrait in front of Guan Tian and Xiao Chun.

A neatly folded and well-preserved ink painting, but a few years old, with faint gray spots visible on it.

Obviously, this ink painting has been dipped in water, but fortunately, the place where it is dipped in water is the periphery of the ink painting, and the woman in it is still easy to identify.

Guan Tian looked at it, a woman dressed in a big red phoenix crown and a xia veil, the clothes were in excellent condition, with a hint of drama.

The woman's bright eyes are staring in one direction, tender like water, and affectionate.

Look forward to the brilliance.

This is a three-quarters of a beautiful woman.

At the tip of her eyebrows, there is a tiny marking, like a mole, which just makes her more beautiful.

Guan Tian raised his eyebrows, glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said to Xiao Chun beside him with a wry smile: "Mei Wuniang from Wushuang Palace will come here tonight, we haven't seen it, how can we identify it?"

"Look at his pitiful appearance, hasn't Ruyu seen Mei Wuniang, and now she happens to be in Wushuang Palace, let's go and ask her, don't you know?"

Xiao Chun squinted Danfeng's eyes and asked Guan Tian's opinion, obviously she didn't want Guan Tian to think that she was troublesome.

Guan Tian could naturally think of this question, but he didn't want to make trouble for himself, and he couldn't be completely sure whether these three people were harmful to him.

He himself has cultivation and can completely hide it, so why can't others?

This is also a problem that he has to consider, this matter has nothing to do with himself!

He's not that idle, looking for something to do.