Seeing Fang Xu leave with the group of protégés, only the incense candles on the offering table in front of the statue were still burning quietly.

There was silence in the temple for a moment, and Weaving Dream grabbed his hair and asked, "Then what should we do now?"

Zhu'an replied: "It's not okay to stay here, and the Phantom Flower Palace can't go back, let's find a place to heal Feibai first." ”

Rong Lian lazily leaned aside and straightened his sleeves, and when he heard this, he raised his head and said, "Why don't you go to me." ”

"Huh, Qingcheng is also far from here!"

Rong Lian walked over, shook his head and said, "No, when I came to Lake City, I set up a small courtyard, and before I could live well for a few days, I was taken to the Phantom Flower Palace." It's good to use it to heal now. ”

This is undoubtedly a solution to a big problem in front of him, and he thanked him gently: "It's so good, then it's bothering!"

Shuhua also thanked her seriously, and her tone was still so cold and cold.

"Let's go. ”

Zhu'an picked up Mu Feibai and was about to follow Rong Lian, but Zhimeng looked back at the statue of the water god, hesitated for a moment, and said, "That...... Wouldn't it be nice for us to break this water god and just run away? Tomorrow those monks will be terrified when they see it!"

Zhu'an stopped and glanced at the statue of the god in disarray on his back, "Ah, that's right, it's not well thought out." ”

"Why don't you leave some money for compensation?" Weaving Meng stomped his feet, "Oh, I didn't ask Fang Xu to leave some money just now!"

"I have. ”

Shuhua reached out and searched in her pocket, took out a small money bag and prepared to put it on the offering table in front of the idol, Weaving Dream ran over and pressed her hand back again, "No, don't give it! You gave it to me before, and now you give it to them, it's a loss!"

“......”

Rong Lian smiled, "Let's go, I'll call someone to repair it tomorrow, and then go to those family sects to get it back, so it won't be a loss." ”

Only then did Weaving Dream feel that it was appropriate, and a few people quietly went out of the door of the temple, only to see that the door of the temple was locked.

"Huh, how did they just get out?" Weaving Dream looked at the locked door, and then at the wall next to it.

"It seems a little inappropriate to open the door and walk out openly. Then let's ...... "Open the door of the courtyard that is locked from the inside, and tomorrow the monks will think that the temple is being robbed."

A few people walked to the corner of the wall, performed light skills and jumped up, jumped up on the wall steadily, Rong Lian stood on the high wall and raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "Anyway, why do I think I always need to jump around when I am with you?"

Weaving Dream stood beside him, patted him on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Because we are heroes!

"It's unheard of. ”

Taking advantage of the night, I soon arrived at the small courtyard of Rong Lian.

After Weaving Dream now knew how powerful Rong Lian was the master of Qingcheng Villa, he originally thought that there would be many slaves here, but only one old servant was guarding the door.

The small courtyard is not big, only a few very clean houses and a large yard, planted with a large flower tree, it looks clean and simple, and the independent courtyard is also very quiet, which is indeed suitable for recuperation.

Zhu'an put Mu Feibai on the bed, gave him another pulse, and found medicine to treat his wounds.

After he finished dealing with it, Shuhua, who had been watching quietly, stood aside and asked, "Why don't you wake up?"

They walked all the way, Mu Feibai almost never woke up, if it weren't for the faint breathing, Shuhua couldn't help but wonder if he had died young, thinking about it, she felt like a knife.

"The deep wound is one of the reasons, and also, didn't you say that Meng Zikun was drugged at that time, in fact, the poison is very shallow, and the qi around the body can be discharged casually, but Feibai has not yet resisted the poison, and he can't wake up for the time being

Here it comes. ”

Shuhua's eyes trembled, and she said softly, "What should I do?"

Zhu'an pondered for a moment, his brows furrowed, "Actually, this is not a serious poison, his sword wound is even more tricky, his injury is very serious, the sword body runs through the body, ordinary medicine is useless, the chest is broken, the meridians are damaged, the blood flow around the body is not smooth, and it needs special medicine to repair it." ”

Shuhua stood up and was about to go out, "What? ”

Zhu'an hurriedly pulled her back and patiently explained: "Don't worry, listen to me, this medicine is said to be medicine but it is not medicine, to be precise, it is a kind of Gu, called evil, in local terms, it is a holy medicine given by God, produced in the south, it can be used to repair the meridians, build muscles and invigorate blood." Feibai's injury needs to be healed with this Gu. ”

"Evil?" Shuhua muttered for a moment, "I'll take a trip." ”

"This Gu is hard to find, I don't know what it looks like, I'm not good at Gu poison but I've only heard of it a little, I'm afraid I won't have a clue if you go, I'll leave you a prescription first." ”

"This ......"

Weaving Dream patted Shuhua's shoulder soothingly, "Don't worry, Zhu'an means that he will go for you." ”

Zhu'an nodded, and said warmly: "Exactly, it's better for me to go, I'll leave the prescription, and I will have to work hard for you to take care of Feibai during this time." I will be back as soon as possible. ”

"Brother...... What about me?" saw that he only said himself, and hurriedly tugged at the corner of Zhu'an's clothes and looked at him.

"What are you......" Zhu'an deliberately stopped and looked back at her gaze, "Don't ......"

"No!" Weaving Dream vetoed it in one bite, and Zhu'an didn't want to take her with her! No, she would definitely be able to help!

Zhu An laughed before he finished the rest of his sentence: "Don't you want to go and see Nanguo?"

Weaving Dream was stunned, it turned out that she didn't want to leave her, great! She quickly nodded, "If you want it, you want it!"

After discussing for a while, the business here could not be done, and Rong Lian was also ready to go back to Qingcheng. Mu Feibai was too seriously injured to travel long distances, so Rong Lian gave him the yard to recuperate. Whether it was voluntary or the most suitable reason, Shuhua stayed in Phantom Lake City to take care of him, and Weaving Dream and Zhu'an prepared to leave for the south.

Several people trimmed for a day and parted ways.

Rong Lian stood on the side of the boat and watched the endless night, with fishing lights falling into the river in the distance, and only a lonely moon, his back almost melting into the darkness.

The boat stopped on the river for a long time, and a small boat slowly approached, and a man in black got on the boat. The subordinates standing by the boat saluted him respectfully.

"I've seen the hall master. ”

The man in black didn't have any superfluous look on his resolute face, nodded lightly, and walked straight towards Rong Lian.

"Childe. ”

Rong Lian turned around and looked at the man in black kneeling in front of him.

"I'm back, it's hard work. Death. ”

"Childe has a life, and he will never give up. ”

Rong bowed his head pitifully, and his eyes fell on his face, "Get up." When you come back, take off that mask. ”

Huang Quan responded, stretched out his hand and touched his face, if there was someone in the martial arts, he would definitely be surprised, because Huang Quan's face was exactly the same as the appearance of Fang Xu, the sect leader of the Fang family in Fuzhou, Huang Quan felt a little bulge on the side of his ear, and tore off a human skin/mask, revealing a more cold face, the cold lines of his facial features were like knife carvings, as if with an indifferent mask.

He was in the Phantom Flower Palace before, and fell into a nightmare after being hit by the Bliss Snake Gu, he clearly knew that this was just a dream, because he was clearly only disguised as Fang Xu at that time, but in the dream, he still had a face on Fang Xu's face to see Rong Pian, so he knew that it was just a dream as soon as he entered the dream.

But he kept repeating the dream, the boy who made tea under the porch, such a cold winter.

He took that

The box containing the enemy's head was sent over, and he was sent to Fuzhou, where he assassinated Fang Xu and took his place, no one noticed, no one saw through it.

Because Huang Quan is one of the best killers in this Jianghu, ruthless, ruthless, and only obeys the orders of the owner of Qingcheng Villa, a perfect killing blade.

Rong Lian looked at him, his gaze passed through him, and he remembered what the gentle young man had said to him yesterday.

Rong Lian lazily leaned under the flowers and trees in the yard, indescribably elegant and beautiful.

The petals fell like a rain.

Zhu An came out with a small table, "Does Gongzi Rong drink tea?"

Rong Lian gladly agreed.

He set up the tea set, sat calmly in front of him and fiddled with the tea set, washed the tea and cooked the tea, and after a while, the same warm tea fragrance as him dispersed in the air.

Zhu'an handed him a white porcelain teacup, steaming leisurely.

Rong Lian looked down at his fingers, which were the hands of the two days of fiddling with medicinal herbs, slender and powerful.

He reached out and took it, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Zhu'an picked up his cup, and his eyes fell on the flower tree above their heads, as warm as ever.

"Young Master Rong, can you achieve what you want?"

Rong Lian looked at him quietly and did not speak.

"The perfect and appropriate time appeared, or as a friend, there was no motive, only the sect master Fang Xu Fang, who used his own weapon spear once when they met for the first time, and who secretly followed Meng Zikun who deliberately opened his eyes and closed his eyes and let it in, and even a little more bold guess, Shuhua told me that after they were arrested, Meng Yi received a letter from an adult, so did Meng Yi and those sect masters who came receive a letter from a mysterious person about the location of the Phantom Flower Palace at the same time, was the bird that accidentally broke into the courtyard really by mistakeYour father appeared in this dungeon many years ago, and after many years, you also appeared in this dungeon, although for a different purpose. Maybe it's because I don't have any illusions, and I never believe that there are such coincidences in this world. ”

Zhu An didn't say any more, just click until he did, he always felt that the whole thing had a sense of weirdness, he never believed in any coincidences, even if it really didn't seem flawless.

Rong Lian chuckled, took a sip of the tea in his hand, looked at him for a while, and couldn't see the emotion in his expression, before he said slowly: "What do you mean by this?"

Zhu'an shook his head, and Wen Xu laughed, "Maybe it's just that I'm thinking too much, Rong Gongzi just thinks I'm talking nonsense." At least in the end, it seems that everyone is happy. ”

"Are you all happy?"

Zhu'an put down the white porcelain teacup and looked back at him, "Rong Lian, I didn't say this to prove anything or ask you to do anything. For me, the good or bad of people should not be so decided, to be honest, I still like to get along with you, I just want to say, obsession is detrimental to the heart, you suffer from a serious disease, the most taboo. No wonder, I'm just a doctor. ”

Hearing this, Rong Pian covered his lips and smiled: "Advice from a friend?"

Zhu An spread his hands and said with a smile: "Who said it wasn't." ”

The smile on Rong Lian's face faded, and he looked at Zhu An seriously.

It turns out that there are really people in this world who can be so sensitive, and his perfect plan so far has been seen through by that person, even if the information he can know is only half a star.

Is it terrible to be the god of killing among the killers? That young man is really terrifying.

"Is that friend going to exchange a secret with me?"

"Okay, what do you want to say?"

They sat down under the flower tree and talked, letting the petals fall on their shoulders. The water was boiling in the small clay stove on the small stove at hand, and it was steaming hot.

It's just a little chatter between two friends in the afternoon.

Rong Lian sighed imperceptibly, and his eyes fell on the lonely moon by the river again.

Shuoyue, people in this world are really strange.