Wen Hao's eyes froze, and there was an indescribable fear in his heart, coming back from the dead, which is simply a fantasy for human beings.

But her body disappeared like that, how incredible, how incredible, if she couldn't be resurrected, why did Master Hongyuan do this?

He believed that Venerable Hongyuan must have also known that she was a good person with a good heart.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Yan Rongliang put his hands into his trouser pockets and said hoarsely: "Whether she is still alive or not?" Anyway, you have to see people when you live, and you have to see corpses when you die! ”

"Well, Master Hongyuan is an enlightened monk, if he can't save her, there is no need for him to leave her body!" Wen Hao added in a determined tone.

"Hmm......" Yan Rongliang nodded firmly......

A cold wind blew softly, blowing their short hair, but it could not blow the determination in their hearts to find her.

Three months later

Spring is like a fairy in a fairy tale, everywhere you go, everything awakens, the trees sprout, the flowers open their smiling faces, and the earth is dressed in new green clothes.

The sun hangs in the sky, the sun is warm, and a breeze slowly hits, bringing bursts of floral fragrance, so good, so comfortable, so lazy that you just want to sleep.

Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui sat on rocking chairs in the courtyard, one holding a book and one holding a pillow......

Yang Hui looked at her and seemed to be sleepy, and persuaded softly: "Go in and sleep!" ”

"No, the sun is comfortable!" Lin Yiyi whispered refusal.

Every day, in addition to cooking, the rest of the time is to sit at the gate, although she doesn't say anything, everyone knows that she is waiting for Jian Junxi to come home.

A luxury car drove up at high speed on the road, Yang Hui looked at it and muttered, "It seems that Gong Jing is back!" ”

"Huh?" When Lin Yiyi heard this, she immediately sat up straight and looked at the car from far and near with an expectant expression.

The car stopped, Jiang Heng and Jiang Jian got out of the driver's seat and the co-pilot respectively, and Jiang Jian opened the rear seat door.

Nangong Jing got out of the car, casually unbuttoned a suit, and put the black custom jacket on his wrist.

The breeze was blowing, blowing his short hair that was staggered, and under the sun, there was a faint silver, and his bright eyes were like the brightest stars, deep and difficult to see.

The thin cold lips pursed lightly, still with the ruthlessness of rejecting people thousands of miles away, and every step he took in his stride was full of the momentum of King's Landing, and he called softly: "Uncle, aunt!" ”

Lin Yiyi's clear eyes were rippling with layers of water, with a deep sense of disappointment, because she didn't see the person she wanted to see, she nodded silently.

"Eh, Gong Jing, that ...... Any news? Yang Hui asked uneasily.

"It's not him!" Nangong Jing opened his mouth calmly, and there was no trace of brilliance in his dark eyes.

"Oh, that'...... Then go and take a break! Yang Hui tugged at the corners of his lips with difficulty.

"Good!" Nangong Jing nodded and walked inside, Jiang Heng and Jiang Han followed behind him expressionlessly.

Nangong Jing still lives in Qinyayuan, and sleeps in Jian Junxi's room as before, but because of his busy work and the need to find Hongyuan, he doesn't come back often.

Nangong Yan and his wife live in Tulip, and it is convenient to come over, knowing that he is back, they will take the initiative to come and see him.

With the help of Yang Hui and his wife, the family's relationship is a little better than before.

In the past few months, Nangong Jing has been very busy, at first because of blowing up the border of country R.

Killing Miyazawa, along with more than 8,000 soldiers, the president of country R has always had to confess, and almost met in battle

(End of chapter)