Recently, Zhou Huiru has been very uncomfortable.

Although the renovation of the new house is already on the right track, little by little it is changing towards the appearance of her dreams. But she was inexplicably unsteady in her heart. I often subconsciously look at my chest clothes, where there should be a skull brooch.

Although Guo Tianjian repeatedly assured her that he would definitely help her find it when the man came back. But she couldn't help but be a little worried.

The old man that day was definitely not an ordinary person. With a wave of his hand, he froze her speechless, and even took away the brooch she pinned to her body in the air. She thought that this kind of person would only appear in martial arts movies, but she didn't expect it to be real.

Can he handle the old man?

If he didn't mind, it wouldn't be a good thing if he didn't look for the brooch......

The days went by day by day. Zhou Huiru always runs on both sides these days, staring at the decoration of the new house in the morning, and coming back to open a store in the afternoon. When I returned to the rental house at night, I also found cheap and beautiful soft furnishings on my mobile phone. Looking at the days, waiting for the Spring Festival to approach day by day.

Although he told the man all the customs of his hometown, he was afraid that he didn't have time to memorize this thing when he ran outside, right? So Zhou Huiru bought all the gifts he was going to bring back in advance, piled them up in the room, and waited for the time to bring them up directly.

Midnight. Just turned off the computer and got ready for sleep. I heard a movement at the door.

If this had been changed before, Zhou Huiru would have been taken aback. But now, her first reaction was not that there was a burglar in the house, but that the man had returned.

A chill that should have made people's hearts flutter at this time, but at this time, Zhou Huiru's heart was excited. When I turned my head, I saw a familiar face with a smile.

"You're back?"

"Hmm. ”

Xue Wushu lay directly on the bed, hugged Zhou Huiru, and said with a smile: "I know you have something to say to me, go to sleep first, and talk about it tomorrow." ”

Zhou Huiru's face flushed, thinking that it would be another toss, but she found that Xue Wushu didn't have this intention. Just holding her from behind.

The cold body behind him has a strange warmth. Zhou Huiru, who had been unsteady for several days, completely calmed down, and then fatigue hit, and soon rolled up and fell asleep. One hand tightly pulled Xue Wushu's forearm, as if he was afraid of slipping away.

Xue Wushu hadn't been sleepy for a long time. He hugged Zhou Huiru, and as soon as his mind moved, a stream of thoughts probed into Zhou Huiru's dream.

It's a dream, but it's not really a dream. It was a memory retrospective under the guidance of Xue Wushu that made Zhou Huiru feel like a "dream".

As soon as he returned to the original world, he felt something strange. The brooch that he had infused with breath was actually not by Zhou Huiru's side. Didn't this stupid woman lose something again?

After seeing Zhou Huiru, the apprehension in the other party's eyes made Xue Wusuan understand that something must have happened. Speaking out seems to be a matter of mood. It's better to let her sleep, it's much more intuitive for him to understand it himself.

That Xue Wusuan thought rummaged through this person's memory, and soon found an exceptionally clear fragment.

An old man with white hair but a black beard surprised Xue Wusuan slightly. The memory is so clear, all the details that Zhou Huiru saw at that time were "seen" by Xue Wusuan. The aura on the old man's body was not simple, he was clearly a monk, and he was the monk with the deepest aura that Xue Wushu had ever seen in this world.

took away the brooch, didn't hurt anyone, and didn't risk any killing intent from beginning to end, and it was kind of face-saving. However, such a strong buying and selling trick has always been what he Xue Wushu is doing, but he didn't expect that one day he would be turned against by others again.

"Who is it? He didn't even give face to Longhu Mountain, and he even killed three masters of Longhu Mountain in one go. ”

Xue Wushu was curious. But there is no hurry. Since he is here, the old man who grabbed something and grabbed him will naturally meet for a while.

Slowly pulled out of Zhou Huiru's arms. Then he turned over and took out a piece of red yin iron. After thinking about it, he used his mana and began to ignite the six-colored flame according to his heart.

As soon as it was dawn, Zhou Huiru woke up. found that he was still lying in Xue Wushu's arms. It doesn't seem to have touched the place. With a sweet heart, he turned his head and kissed the other party on the cheek. The result was a tumultuous one.

"You take this thing with you first. I'll go get the brooch back for you in two days. Xue Wusuan ate soy milk and handed a necklace in front of Zhou Huiru.

"He already knew I had lost my brooch. It also caused me to dream of losing the brooch in my dreams yesterday. Taking the necklace and hearing Xue Wusuan's words, Zhou Huiru thought to herself. didn't know that her "dream" last night was not what she should have done.

The necklace looks delicate, and the workmanship doesn't seem to be as bad as the previous one. The whole body is fiery red, and the necklace looks like it is made of small circles and interlocks, but if you look closely, you will find that they are not small circles at all, but hollow eyes. The pendant is a hideous ghost head with three horns on its head, roaring in the sky.

Just like this man's previous style: gloomy, calm, full of bloody violence.

"The day after tomorrow is the Chinese New Year's Eve, let's drive away tomorrow at noon, can we catch up?" Xue Wuxuan said.

"It's in time. I've bought everything and I'll leave when the time comes. Drive quickly, you can get there that night. ”

Morning. Zhou Huiru, who had closed the flower shop, took Xue Wusuan to see the new house that had completed the main decoration.

"How's it going? Yes, it's just a matter of installing some appliances and the kitchen. When these are done, we can let the furniture city send the furniture. ”

It doesn't matter if you decorate Xue Wu. When he was alive, the house was rented, and he never thought that one day he would have a house of his own, and he was very satisfied. Not to mention that this style is also pleasing to the eye, so he naturally nodded again and again.

Afternoon. Xue Wusuan called Guo Tianjian. I wanted to make an appointment to ask about the old man, but I didn't expect Guo Tianjian to be in the county seat, and he was already waiting for his call. After receiving the news that Xue Wushu was back, it took less than twenty minutes to rush over.

Xue Wushu poured a glass of water for Guo Tianjian with his own hands, sat down directly and asked straight to the point, "Who is that old man?"

"Senior Xue, that person is Wang Deyi who you asked me to look for before. ”

"You've fought each other, how do you feel? Forget it, you close your eyes, don't resist, lest I hurt you, I'll just see for myself." ”

Guo Tianjian swallowed his saliva, feeling apprehensive, but he also closed his eyes as he said, trying to relax his nerves. Then he felt Xue Wusuan's hand press on the top of his head. And then there's a strange feeling. That day, he and his three uncles blocked Wang Deyi and then the memory of being defeated came out by himself, like a movie, playing fast and slow in his mind, as if someone was holding a remote control, pressing fast forward and pause for a while.

"What the hell is this?!"

Ignoring the horror in Guo Tianjian's heart. Xue Wusuan "looked" it was real.

In terms of the strength of Guo Tianjian's three injured uncles, Xue Wu is too scummy. If it weren't for some Taoist means, as well as secret methods, and some mana, any martial artist who had acquired perfection from the Tianlong World would be able to completely abuse them.

And the old man who did it with Longhu Mountain, Wang Deyi is not simple. The gestures were obviously extremely restrained, but that cultivation couldn't hide from Xue Wuxuan. This old man is by no means a pseudo-monk like the three of Longhu Mountain, but a real monk.

In Xue Wushuan's eyes, only when he reached the realm of Jiedan, he was worthy of being called a monk.

"With such a thin vitality, it can actually be cultivated to the Jie Dan realm. Isn't this old man's talent too much? Or maybe he's been nourished by some amazing spiritual root? ”

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