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Lao Sangxin got rid of Huo Chunqiu, returned to the Confused Hall, and reported the experience of this trip to Ye Weiyang. Pinshu.com She will appear at the mysterious woman at the puja, inscribe poems for Meng Chuan, praise the words of the three and the contradictions between Meng Fanchen and Sang Youwei, and the experience of finding people at the bottom of the cliff, all of them have not been said at night.

After hearing this, Ye Weiyang pondered for a while, glanced at Jiang Caiqing, and said to several subordinates: "That woman is no one else, she is Xiaobai's sister, and God has no forgiveness." She is the only one who dares to say such arrogant words. It's just that why did she appear at Meng Chuanqing's festival and write poems for him? How could she get acquainted with Meng Chuanqing?"

Raussangxin replied: "I heard her talking with Yan Shangci, it seems that she once saved Meng Chuanqing and Yan Shangci, both of whom owe her a favor. ”

Ran Bizhi interjected: "Is that the time?"

Ye Weiyang was puzzled and asked, "Which time?"

Ran Bizhidao: "When I investigated Meng Chuanqing before, I found that he had been to Yiqing Villa. Together with Yan Shangci, he was taken captive and taken to the middle of the sea. The big boat on which the two were riding later caught fire, and everyone thought they had died in the vast sea, but for some reason they ended up at the house of their parents in Tiandu. ”

Ye Weiyang nodded and said, "If it was in that situation, God Wuwu did have the ability to save them. He thought for a moment and asked Raussang, "What poem did she inscribe?"

Lao Sangxin read the poem out, and after listening to it, Ye Weiyang suddenly laughed, looked at Jiang Caiqing, and said: "If a woman has such a high opinion of a man for no reason, I can't think of any other reason except love." ”

Jiang Caiqing was stunned and said, "You mean that my sister likes Meng Chuanqing?"

Ye Weiyang said: "You have always avoided all women, but you are very special to Meng Chuanxin, isn't this the truth?"

Jiang Caiqing's face froze, turned his head away, and no longer paid attention to Ye Weiyang.

Ye Weiyang stopped teasing him, pouted, and said, "It's really getting more and more boring for you." ”

Since Ye Weiyang was saved, Jiang Caiqing's mood has obviously eased a lot, and he is no longer as nervous as before. However, it is precisely because of this that he looks at Ye Weiyang more closely, and almost does not leave his side, for fear that any of his subordinates will betray him again and stab Ye Weiyang with a sword.

Several subordinates were very happy to see that Ye Weiyang had returned to his previous temperament. Mo Tiandu's betrayal can be described as the biggest catastrophe that the Foolish Hall has experienced since its establishment ten years ago, and now that it has been reborn after the catastrophe, everyone's hearts are relieved.

Ye Weiyang returned to the topic, and said: "The contradictions between Meng Fanchen and Sang Youwei are all caused by Meng Chuan's affection, compared to Meng Fanchen, I am more willing to believe Sang Youwei's words." Meng Fanchen's hatred of Meng Chuanqing is far beyond our imagination, and this kind of hatred is not groundless. According to my guess, Meng Chuanqing is either the son of his enemy or the son of his lover. ”

Xia Xingchen was puzzled and asked, "Why is it the son of his lover, if it is the son of his lover, how can he be willing to abuse him?"

Ye Weiyang smiled: "Don't you know that love to the extreme will give rise to hatred? Unfortunately, we can't find out Meng Fanchen's identity, so we can't know the origin of Meng Chuanqing." Meng Chuanqing is seventeen years old this year, right?"

"He is a year younger than me, and he is eighteen years old this year. ”

Ye Weiyang looked at Ran Bizhi and said, "You started to check twenty years ago, and until seventeen years ago, during this period, we will see if anyone's children are lost." If there is a difficulty, the power of the government can be appropriately used. ”

Ran Bizhi asked, "Isn't he already dead?"

Ye Weiyang frowned and said, "Maybe he is really dead, but I think that after all, we have known each other once and helped him find out his life experience, and it is not in vain that we once called brothers and sisters." ”

Is Meng Chuanqing really dead? Maybe he is really dead. His heart is dead, but his body is alive.

Shui Lianhuan left Wulin Village, walked towards the mountains and wilderness alone, kept looking around as he went, and after making sure that no one was following, he passed through a peach forest, a stream, and finally stopped in front of a row of fences in the valley. Inside the fence is a courtyard where many vegetables are grown, and through the vegetable garden, you can see a tiled house towering.

Pushing open the fence, Shui Lianhuan had just approached the tiled house, and a murderous aura suddenly burst out of the house, and the strong energy forced her to hurriedly protect her body.

After a while, the murderous aura faded away, and Shui Lianhuan opened his eyes and walked into the house. I saw that the ground was in a mess, tables, chairs, teacups, vases, and objects were all shattered. She lifted the bamboo curtain, walked into the inner room, looked at the man in black on the bed, and said, "Are you angry again?"

The man in black sat on the bed, with his back to the water, panting, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I can't control it." ”

Shui Lianhuan stepped forward, sat beside him, and said softly: "You have to learn to control, first calm yourself down, don't get angry, don't think about unhappy things." ”

The man in black breathed more and more heavily, and shouted angrily: "I can't do it, when I think about it...... I can't control it......" With his anger, a murderous aura emanated from him again, just hitting the water chain around him.

Hearing Shui Lianhuan fell to the ground with a wail, the man in black hurriedly turned around and helped Shui Lianhuan, "How are you?"

Shui Lianhuan looked at the face of the man in black, his nose was sour, and said, "I'm fine......"

The man in black seemed to be afraid that Shui Lianhuan would see his face, so he hurriedly turned his face away and said, "You don't have to worry about me, now that I'm like this, it's impossible to see anyone again......"

"You don't have low self-esteem. Shui Lianhuan hurriedly comforted: "I made you a hooded cloak, and you will wear that in the future." Trust me, I'll be able to heal you. ”

The mood of the man in black calmed down a lot, and he looked at the water chain and was grateful.

Shui Lianhuan smiled and said, "Don't think too much, I'll pour you water to drink." She got up, poured a bowl of water into the teapot on the table, and was about to bring it over, when the man in black asked, "How are you going there today?"

Shui Lianhuan didn't dare to tell him the truth, and said perfunctorily: "Nothing happened, the festival went well." "Bring the water to him.

"I don't believe it!" as the man in black's tone intensified, the tea bowl shattered, and the water spilled all over his body.

The man in black looked at the messy chain of water and the debris on the ground, and lowered his tone, "I don't believe it, he must have held this festival for a purpose, how could nothing have happened?"

"Take it easy. Shui Lianhuan pressed his shoulder and said softly: "What I said is true, no matter what conspiracy your father has, he has not succeeded today." Because at the festival, a woman in white appeared, and she gave him a harsh lesson, making him very faceless, and finally hid in disgrace. ”

"What woman in white?" asked the man in black.

Shui Lian said: "She said that you owe her a favor, and she also inscribed a poem for you at the conference." ”

"Is that her?" the man in black became agitated again.

The water chain pressed him, trying to calm his emotions, and read the poem out: "...... There are no good sons in the rivers and lakes. This is the poem she wrote for you, and everyone heard it at the festival, and your father heard it......"

"He's not my father!" the man in black slammed the water chain away, and said hatefully, "It's all because of him!"

Regardless of life or death, Shui Lianhuan desperately stepped forward, took the man in black in his arms, and said, "Don't be angry...... You know what happens when you're angry. Let's not talk about those things, okay? You have to learn to control your murderous energy, think more about happy things, and you won't be angry. ”

"I'm not happy...... As soon as I closed my eyes, all I could think about was ......," the man in black said angrily.

Shui Lianhuan said: "How can you not be happy? No matter what you have experienced in the past and what you have lost, but at least I am still by your side, and this is a thing worth your happiness." Aren't you happy with me?"

The man in black was silent for a moment, and then said, "You're right, this may be the only thing worth my pleasure." Thank you. Thank you for bringing me back from the bottom of the cliff and for being with me all the time. I'm going to try to keep myself in control. ”

Shui Lianhuan said: "From now on, you have to forget everything in the past, don't think about anything, just think about me and you." Thinking about this, you won't get angry, and if you don't get angry, you won't be murderous. I believe that you can do it. ”

"Yes, I'm going to forget everything in the past. From now on, Meng Chuanqing is dead, and what is alive now is just an ordinary person with no name and no surname. The man in black remembered the scene when he escaped death eight days ago.

On the day Meng Chuanqing jumped off the cliff, Shui Lianhuan parted ways with Zhuang Fulou, and went over the mountains and mountains alone, in order to seek precious herbs, he came down to the bottom of the cliff by chance. The bottom of the cliff is extremely desolate, full of poisonous insects and poisonous weeds, and when Shui Lianhuan saw Meng Chuanqing, he was lying among the poisonous weeds, and the exposed places on his body were eroded and rotted by the poison.

His entire face and exposed left hand were covered with abscesses and festering, but his right hand was gloved to protect it from corrosion. When Shui Lianhuan saw this face, she was so frightened that she staggered, and she couldn't say that she was too timid, but she could only say that Meng Chuanqing's face was too scary. His entire face, except for his bright eyes, was as black as if he had been grilled by fire, and if it weren't for his clothes and the gloves on his right hand, Shui Lianhuan wouldn't have recognized him at all.

Putting on gloves, Shui Lianhuan gently brushed away the poisonous weeds on Meng Chuanqing's body, probed his nose, and found that there was still qi, and he was surprised in his heart. It stands to reason that it is impossible to survive if you fall from such a high place, and Xiao Meng still has a breath of breath, which is really a great blessing.

Although he didn't know what Meng Chuanqing had experienced, Shui Lianhuan still saved him without thinking. After a lot of hard work and two days, Meng Chuanqing was finally brought back to the mountains. Considering Meng Chuanqing's safety, she did not go back to Fangcao Pavilion directly, but found a secluded residence.

This fence yard is not very far from Yerba Cao Pavilion, and it used to be the residence of a couple, who were only able to meet them because of their perennial illness. However, God's will made people, and these two people couldn't escape the entanglement of illness after all, and they both passed away. In addition to blaming himself, Shui Lianhuan often came over to help them clean up the yard. Now that Meng Chuanqing has suffered from this disaster, Shui Lianhuan simply moved things over and stayed here for a long time.

Meng Chuanqing survived by luck under the treatment of Shui Lianhuan. Although the person is awake, his body has undergone a great change, not to mention that he is unrecognizable, even if he is a martial artist, it also makes people feel incredible. His original martial arts were completely useless, and he had no internal strength at all, but now, any unstable emotions will bring a more or less murderous aura. The strangest thing was that the bright red Extinction God Palm Print on the palm of his right hand had also disappeared.

At first, Meng Chuanqing was very emotionally unstable, often exuding murderous aura, destroying objects around him, and Shui Lianhuan, who was taking care of him by his side, also suffered from it. After the slow guidance of the water chain, Meng Chuanqing gradually calmed down.

Because he was afraid that Meng Chuanqing would think of sad things, Shui Lianhuan didn't dare to ask about his death, but only roughly guessed that it was related to Meng Fanchen. Two days ago, Shui Lianhuan heard the news and learned that Wulinzhuang was going to hold a festival, and out of respect, she told Meng Chuanqing about it. What she didn't expect was that after hearing this, Meng Chuanqing was unexpectedly calm, and he asked Shui Lianhuan to attend the festival on his behalf to see what kind of medicine was sold in Meng Fanchen's gourd.

After learning of Meng Fanchen's purpose, Meng Chuanqing was excited, and finally quieted down under the comfort of Shui Lianhuan. He put on a cloak made of water chains, covered his ugly face, and removed the gloves that had always disguised his right hand, and from then on he would become another person, living strong in some corner of the world.

Yan Shangci and Shang Yuluo returned to the Evil Yin Sect together, and along the way, no matter what Shang Yuluo said, Yan Shangci never smiled. As soon as he saw the killing of the gods, Yan Shangci asked the teacher: "Master, why did you hurt and convey affection?

The godkiller looked at the two of them blankly, as if they were in a fog.

Shang Yu glanced at Yan Shang Ci Tieqing's face, left with interest, and when he left, Zhengse said: "I hope you can talk about it rationally, don't fight." ”

The god-killing eyes sent Shang Yuluo away, and asked Yan Shangci rhetorically, "What are you talking about?"

Yan Shangci said: "Master, I have always respected you, but I also told you that he is my lover...... "She said as she spoke, and suddenly choked up, "but you brutally injured him and made him lie in bed for more than half a year...... Now, I don't see him again...... What should I do? Master, tell me, what should I do......"

The god killer heard the general idea, thought about it, suddenly realized, and said: "It turns out that that kid is Meng Chuanqing, isn't his name Meng Li?"

"Master......" Yan Shangci looked at the god killer with red eyes, "is it really you? Because of you, he died." You killed him, you killed him......" She slowly sat down on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

"No! he's damned!" the god-killer's eyes changed, and he roared angrily: "Who are you in love with......, but you are in love with him?"

"I don't care who he is! I love is love, didn't my mother fall in love with my father without regrets? Although my father lost my mother, my mother still loved my father at the last moment, and the same is true for his affection, although he finally chose his sister, but I know that he didn't want to bear me from the bottom of his heart. He came to the Evil Yin Sect to find me, but he died because of me, and I am also the culprit......" Yan Shangci thumped his legs fiercely, shouting heartbreakingly, almost hoarse.

Seeing Yan Shangci's painful expression, the hatred in his heart slowly disappeared, and he couldn't bear to hurt Yan Shangci anymore after all. Even if she was told, Meng Chuanqing might be the son of her father's enemy? He sighed heavily, that's it, everything in the past, let's not pursue it, as long as the daughter of the annihilation is happy.

"Shang Ci, it's good if you hate me, it's good if you're angry, that person can't come back after all, but your life will go on. Treat it as if the master owes you, and in the future, the evil yin sect will have nothing to do with you, and go to live the life you want. The god of killing looked at Yan Shangci and said sincerely.

"These words, if only you could have said them earlier, what is the point of saying them now?" Yan Shangci got up slowly, slowly stepped out of the lobby, his back swayed, as if the wind would fall, and he was sad to see.

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