It was as if thousands of stars had blown up the sky, and Zhuo Bufan and Hua Qianhe were shocked. The power of Ning Yue's sword www.biquge.info was beyond their imagination. But they couldn't figure out why Ning Yue wanted to stay before.

The heart of the piano is sword-like, and the Tao is entered with love. The more agitated the emotion, the greater the power it will exert, which is why Ning Yue is strong when she is strong. Zhang Yu committed suicide in front of him, which caused a great psychological impact on Ning Yue. Because of this, Ning Yuehua's sword of grief and anger would be so earth-shattering.

Ning Yue's figure flashed, and the end of the world jumped onto the eaves in the blink of an eye. Turning back indifferently, his vision was once again fixed on the corpse on the ground. Zhuo Bufan saw a pair of eyes full of endless emotion, and he also swore that he would never forget it in his lifetime.

When the sword rain in the sky dissipated, Ning Yue's figure could no longer be seen on the eaves. Zhuo Bufan's face changed greatly, and his body jumped and turned into a streamer to chase away.

However, the wheel light skill, ten outstanding may not be comparable to Ning Yue. After chasing for several miles, Ning Yue's figure could not be seen, so he had to sigh and return to Zhuo Mansion.

The subordinates of the family are already cleaning up the traces of the aftermath of the war. Even Zhang Yu's body was cleaned up. Hua Qianhe stood quietly in the courtyard, looking at the stars in the sky and crying silently.

"Qianhe-" Zhuo Bufan called softly, and slowly came behind Hua Qianhe, "Are you crying?"

"Countless times of anticipation, I hope that Ning Yue will appear in front of me. And I have vowed countless times that as long as there is one day, even if I fight for my life, I will avenge my departure. But...... He did show up tonight, but ...... But I can't avenge my departed son......"

"It's not your ...... to blame" Zhuo Bufan comforted gently, and gently hugged Hua Qianhe into his arms, "We still have a chance, as long as he is in Shuzhou, we still have a chance." If we contact Brother Mo, contact Brother Luo, even if we contact Emei, we will definitely be able to cut him under the sword......"

"Hmm!" Hua Qianhe nodded silently, gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"But...... I'm even more curious...... I brought this remnant of the Tenshogunate to the mansion today, and hid him in a hidden secret room. But...... Ning Yue was able to find it tonight, and was almost taken away by him unconsciously. Chiho, don't you think it's strange?"

"Ning Yue's title is Ghost Fox, scheming like a ghost, and cunning like a fox. What's so strange about him being able to find it without him noticing?"

"But...... No matter how cunning he was, how could he find the secret room so easily? How did he know that I had brought that person to Zhuo Mansion today? Ning Yue escaped by cheating, maybe it was right under our noses......" Zhuo Bufan's eyes flickered and he said.

"Who are you suspecting?" Hua Qianhe suddenly pushed Zhuo Bufan away from his embrace, how could Zhuo Bufan guide her not to know? Knowing that Zhuo Bufan brought back people besides the people in the mansion, who else was there Everyone in the mansion was an old man of more than ten years, and the only one who was an outsider was Mr. Yi, who touched Hua Qianhe's heart.

"Did you not expect it or did you deliberately not know, who else was besides him? Look at it, when Ning Yue appeared, did Mr. Yi appear? Such a big movement, could he be a dead man? Your Mr. Yi is that Ning Yue!"

Hua Qianhe's face suddenly became ugly, and after her eyes flickered, she turned around angrily and walked towards the guest room. Zhuo Bufan followed with a sneer, and saw Hua Qianhe hurriedly running towards Mr. Yi's door, and infinite jealousy once again surged from the bottom of his heart.

"Da Da Da - Mr. Yi, are you asleep?" Hua Qianhe knocked on the door with some eagerness.

"Hmph! What else is Mr. Yi, people have already gone to the empty building! You don't believe it? Mr. Yi is Ning Yue, and he deliberately approached you to gain your trust. Flower Thousand Lotus ...... I am your husband, and I ......am the only man in this world who approaches you without a purpose."

"Shut up!" Hua Qianhe snorted coldly, and smashed the door behind him with a slight palm, and the moment he pushed the door open, the room was cold as if he had returned to the late autumn night.

"Mr. Yi—" Hua Qianhe exclaimed suddenly, and her figure flashed to the bed. Ning Yue, who was lying on the bed, was already purple, trembling all over. And Zhuo Bufan, who followed closely, was stiff and full of disbelief.

Hua Qianhe hurriedly grabbed Ning Yue's arm and buckled the vein. In an instant, Hua Qianhe turned his head suddenly, and a pair of eyes pierced Zhuo Bufan's heart like lightning.

"Xuan Ming Mianzhang, Zhuo Bufan—"

"Impossible...... How can it be so fast? There's no reason for it...... It will take at least three days for the palm power of the Xuan Ming Mian Palm to attack......" Zhuo Bufan looked at Ning Yue's trembling body with a surprised expression, but from Ning Yue's symptoms, it was indeed a symptom of the Xuan Ming Mian Palm.

"Zhuo Bufan...... Mr. Yi is not only my confidant and friend, he is also my life-saving benefactor. You actually took advantage of me not to pay attention to his life? Zhuo Bufan...... You're looking for death-" Hua Qianhe gritted her teeth and shouted, the momentum on her body suddenly gushed out, and the long sword hanging on the wall suddenly sucked into Hua Qianhe's palm.

"Madam, it's wrong for my husband, can't I detoxify him?" Zhuo Bufan instantly softened. Just now, because of the appearance of the enemy, the relationship with Hua Qianhe finally eased a little. Zhuo Bufan naturally didn't dare to have a complete stalemate with Hua Qianhe at this time.

Zhuo Bufan came to Ning Yue's side, his fingers were anxious, and he also confirmed that it was indeed his Xuan Ming Mian Palm attack when he clicked the acupoint, so he was relieved. As for why Xuan Mingmian's palm attacked early? Zhuo Bufan thought that it should be because Mr. Yi didn't know martial arts.

With Zhuo Bufan's move, Ning Yue's trembling body gradually subsided, and her breath was no longer as cold as before. It wasn't until the blue and purple on Ning Yue's face receded that Zhuo Bufan slowly retracted.

"Qianhe, I didn't do this to protect you? Mr. Yi is well-dressed, but he is entangled with you, a married man, and he must be a Sven scum. I was also afraid that you would be deceived before I made this decision......"

"Do you mean that I am a shameless woman who does not abide by women's morals?" Hua Qianhe returned coldly, came to Ning Yue's side again and grabbed Ning Yue's arm. It wasn't until it was confirmed that Zhuo Bufan didn't make any small moves on Ning Yue anymore that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Yi is a gentleman, but you live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. If it weren't for the purpose of treating my injuries, do you think I would have been able to invite Mr. Yi to come to the door? All I talked about with Mr. Yi was about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Mr. Yi and I are innocent, and anyone in the house knows if you ask him. Zhuo Bufan, you give it out!"

Hua Qianhejiao snorted and took the lead in stepping out of the room coldly. When Zhuo Bufan also left Ning Yue's room, Hua Qianhe silently turned around and looked at Zhuo Bufan's face fixedly.

Hua Qianhe is so beautiful under the starlight, Zhuo Bufan can't help but be stunned. For twenty years, the years did not seem to have left the slightest trace on her face. Hua Qianhe is still as beautiful as when she first saw it, which makes Zhuo Bufan's heart flutter.

"I have just recovered my martial arts, and I want you to confirm my martial arts for me. Zhuo Bufan, draw your sword!" Hua Qianhe's emotionless voice sounded, which made Zhuo Bufan's heart ache again.

"Madam, I have promised not to attack Mr. Yi in the future, what do you want me to do?"

"Draw your sword!"

That night, there was lightning and thunder in the Zhuo Mansion, and the entire Zhuo Mansion, except for Ning Yue, who slept peacefully, everyone else did not sleep all night. Ning Yue got up weakly. It's like recovering from a serious illness.

"Mr. Yi—"

As soon as he stepped out of the gate of Zhuo Mansion, a hurried call sounded from behind him. Hua Qianhe ran out quickly, with an unconcealable reluctance on her face, "Mr. wants to leave?"

"I should have said goodbye last night, but it's rude to spend the night overnight. Before saying goodbye, Madame, please stay!" Ning Yue's slightly reluctant smile made Hua Qianhe's face squeeze out a trace of sadness.

"Mr. Yi, don't lie to Qianhe, with Qianhe's understanding of Mr. I'm afraid that Mr. is going to leave Hefu, right? I'm afraid it's going to be difficult to meet Mr. anymore. ”

"Uh-" Ning Yue shook her head gloomily, "Why don't you see Mr. Zhuo?"

"He?" Hua Qianhe gritted his teeth slightly, "He is a little sick and is resting." ”

"In that case...... Say goodbye!" Ning Yue solemnly arched her hand at Hua Qianhe.

"Wait!" Seeing that Ning Yue was about to turn around and leave, Hua Qianhe suddenly untied a jade piece from her waist, the front of the jade piece was a slender and simple long sword, and the back was the word Emei.

"You take this, as long as you are in the land of Shuzhou, no one dares to do anything to you with this talisman. ”

At this time, Cuiliu inside the gate was panting, and in Cuiliu's hand, he was holding a cooing carrier pigeon.

"Mr. Yi, a thousand dollars are easy to get, but a confidant is hard to find, and I hope Mr. Yi will not abandon Qianhe and leave. ”

Ning Yue took the carrier pigeon, waved her hand in a chic manner, and left calmly.

The warm breeze is blowing, and the temperature is getting higher and higher day by day. On the lotus pond in Zhuofu, the flower bones have gradually bloomed. Hua Qianhe once again stood on the bank of the river, looking at the framed sun-reflecting lotus in front of her, in a daze.

Several times she wanted to go to the pharmacy to find Ning Yue, but she was afraid that Ning Yue would misunderstand her for not keeping her way. Thoughts turn into a breeze, and only in this picture scroll in front of you. Ning Yue had been away for ten days, but in the past ten days, Hua Qianhe had never waited for news from Ning Yue.

Suddenly, a pigeon's cry sounded, and Hua Qianhe's heart trembled suddenly, and she suddenly turned around, only to see a pigeon hovering overhead.

Hua Qianhe flew up and copied the pigeon in his hand with a light copy. It slowly fell like catkins, and carefully removed the bamboo tube from the pigeon's feet. Hua Qianhe trembled and unfolded the note, and suddenly, her face had become as white as paper.

"It's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes!" Hua Qianhe muttered to herself, and suddenly a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. The figure flashed, and the person had disappeared on the edge of the lotus pond.

The streets of people come and go, as if the marquee flashes in front of you. Hua Qianhe slowly fell from the sky like a flower fairy, and came to the door of Ning Yue's pharmacy under the surprised gaze of everyone.

The door of the pharmacy in front of him has been closed, and the door number in front of him reads neatly closed for rectification. But Hua Qianhe knew that her Mr. Yi was gone. Maybe he has left Hefu, the vast sea of people, maybe he will never see him again.

Before you know it, tears obscure your vision. Before she knew it, she had the pain of having her soul cut off.