Feng Qianmo escorted Wang Shuyun back to the palace first, even if he knew that someone was indispensable to take care of the princess of the palace, but he still had to fulfill his duty.

On the way back, Wang Shuyun was willing to speak, maybe he forced himself to cross the saddest hurdle in his heart.

Feng Qianmo listened to all kinds of stories about how the senior spoiled the princess in the past, and on the other hand, he listened to the news about the master that the princess got out of nowhere, Feng Qianmo did his best to coax Wang Shuyun, who was crying and laughing. For the senior seniors, the princess was naturally sad everywhere, and for the master, Feng Qianmo heard the resentment between Wang Shuyun's words:

"He is now living a chic life, with a confidante and pregnant with his child. It's better for him to leave his wife behind and wander around alone, what do you say about becoming an immortal? I don't think he will grow up, and he will be delusional all day long......"

talked so endlessly, at first, Feng Qianmo tried to raise some objections or ask some questions about his master's behavior, but after finding that Wang Shuyun ignored him completely and only talked to himself, he listened silently. He can understand that the woman in red is uncomfortable and depressed, and there is no one to talk to, Mr. Chen never listens to this, the prince went to Zhenbei in person, and died in Qingxin Mountain from the high mountain that has spoiled her since childhood......

Now that I have found a self that is impossible to leak secrets and can finally be trusted, it is natural to open up the conversation. He has seen a lot of the world, and he can see the things on the girl's family clearly, but there is no need to say it......

Feng Qianmo listened silently all the way, and before he knew it, the two of them finally arrived at the market town to which the palace belonged. When they came back, they didn't go fast, it was late at night, the sky in the north was always clear, the wind blew away all the clouds, and there were often bright stars in the middle of the night.

Feng Qianmo stopped his horse, and the starlight sprinkled on his body. He raised his head to look at the sky, then smiled and said goodbye to Wang Shuyun:

"I won't enter the palace today, I will go south this time, and after dealing with the matter in the wolf killing gate, I will bring Mo Yu to disturb me again. ”

Wang Shuyun reined in the horse in front of him, turned the horse's head, looked at the young man who had grown up completely, and suddenly felt that he had also seen the shadow of someone. Haggard, there was some inexplicable relief on her face. The girl has long since faded away from her childish disposition of liking to be vexatious, she looked at Feng Qianmo generously, and still smiled sincerely:

"Mr. has been working hard to eliminate internal troubles for many years, and the appearance of killing wolves has accelerated the removal of the last remnants, and now the interior of the north of the town has basically been pacified...... But it's still the same sentence, be careful in everything, the National Teacher's Mansion has always been willing to bother for you...... I asked Mr. for you, but Mr. didn't say anything, only that it was up to you to create it...... Be careful, don't be careless, you know?"

Feng Qianmo nodded solemnly:

"Got it. ”

Wang Shuyun was relieved and said softly:

"Go, I'll see you off here. ”

Feng Qianmo is not hypocritical, and Wang Shuyun, there is really no need to talk about those false courtesies. He arched his hand:

"See you in five days!"

Just as he was about to raise the whip, Feng Qianmo turned around and instructed:

"Pay attention to the body, he'll be back. ”

Then, the boy whipped up and galloped away in the starry night.

Wang Shuyun smiled and watched this person and a horse go away in the starry night, and he sat quietly on the spirit horse. After completely unable to see the back of the young man, Wang Shuyun leaned down and lay on the horse, she seemed to be chatting with the spirit horse, put her hand to her mouth, approached the horse's head and whispered:

"Horses, you say, will he really come back?"

Wang Shuyun looked up at the sky, Feng Qingtong didn't know where the Han family was, so the letters between him and Yu Youwei would pass through Wang Shuyun's hands. Wang Shuyun didn't mean to shy away, she had read every letter, and she also knew that Yu Youwei was also clear. But the two women just tacitly agreed

。 At first, Wang Shuyun felt a little guilty, but when Yu Youwei opened up with her and talked about it thoroughly, she knew that Yu Youwei also asked her.

To put it mildly, it's just a mutual use?

Of course, she also knows that Yu Youwei is a good girl. It's just that love is too simple and too complicated......

Suddenly, I remembered that she seemed to have been to the Han Mansion when she was a child. That time, the husband only took her to meet a boy who was more handsome than a girl, but unfortunately the boy was in a wheelchair and seemed to have some problems with his legs and feet. The boy was slightly older than her, but he was countless times calmer than she was then. She couldn't remember exactly what it was, except that the boy had seen her palmistry and what he had said to her husband.

The gentleman's expression was not very good after hearing this, and they stayed in the Han Mansion that night, and the reason was that the gentleman did not want to tell her. As a result, she did nothing the next day, and she never saw the extremely handsome boy again. Only that night, she remembers it very clearly. It is also such a clear night sky, full of stars, and the stars are shining. Never looking at the stars, she would occasionally admire the brilliant night sky after that night, but later, there was no longer the magical feeling that the stars were falling and almost touching her......

A gust of wind swept by, and Wang Shuyun, who was not in a low realm, suddenly felt a little cool. She sighed softly, and it became a white mist in the night sky. The princess laughed at herself a little and said to herself with a wry smile:

"You, you...... I never thought I would be so humble one day......"

She looked up at the deep night sky again:

"Too forgetful, the lowest is not lovely, the love is in our generation......"

The girl raised her whip, and the sound of horses' hooves faded away in the night sky......

Feng Qianmo did not stop all the way, rode his horse and whipped, and returned to kill the wolf at noon the next day after saying goodbye to Wang Shuyun.

No matter how much I don't like it, after all, it's my hard work to pull it up, and it's a lie to say that I don't have any feelings. On the one hand, most of the free killers are linked together by interests, and on the other hand, they more or less do not have the pride of a Zhenbei man. Acting chivalrous and righteous, pacifying the north of the town, brushing off the clothes, hiding his name, and letting others comment. Chivalry, in this northern land, has always been lacking.

There are these killers on the outside, and naturally there are some people who Feng Qianmo really cares about. He Feng Qianmo knew that with his crippled half-hanger, it was impossible to support the killing of wolves. The information and the initial expenses all came from Qixian, but he kept her imprisoned in the mansion, guarding every step, and every action must be conclusive. even let go of the cruel words, as long as the information is wrong and missed once, it will make the blood debt of Qixian repay......

Thinking about it now, Qi Xian is just a weak woman who has not stepped into cultivation at all after all, and she is indeed too much. Now that the final mission of killing the wolf has been completed, it is time to return the immortal's freedom and say sorry to her......

In addition to him, the head of the family, and his husband and grandson at the helm, there is another person who is busy and helps Feng Qianmo a lot. His name is Shui Long, and in addition to Wu Lingque and Feng Qianmo, there are only one of the ten people left in Tingtao Pavilion.

At the beginning, when I heard the Tao Pavilion extinguished, only the youngest group of fellow disciples barely survived. Before Feng Qianmo, after Wu Lingque gained a foothold in the Deserted Ridge, the first thing he did was to gather his former fellow disciples and leave them all in the Deserted Ridge. Not many people cared about such trivial matters, and they gradually merged into the Barren Hills, and seemed to disappear like that. Wu Lingque also found Shui Long, although Shui Long was very grateful for Wu Lingque's life-saving grace, but he bluntly said that he didn't like the gray barren ridge, and he didn't leave with Tingtao Pavilion.

At that time, Wu Lingque's face was not very good-looking, Shui Long didn't care at all, he had done enough etiquette, if Wu Lingque couldn't stand his truth and wanted his life back, he wouldn't

Will resist. has experienced the annihilation, and life and death have long been downplayed...... Or rather, don't care anymore. To Shui Long's surprise, Wu Lingque laughed and left, and afterwards sent someone to send a few exercise books that were conducive to Shui Long's cultivation, although they were not of high quality, but all of them were righteous exercises.

Shui Long thought that this was the end of his life, until the other of the two most famous people in the door came to him. After listening to what Feng Qianmo wanted to do, the young man only replied with four words.

Naturally, the combat power cannot be counted on Shui Long, but the mediation of large and small affairs, the verification of intelligence, the preparation of operations, and the dispatch of personnel are all handled by this Shui Long, who also grew up slowly in that disaster. In fact, at the beginning, Feng Qianmo didn't expect that Shui Long would really have any great talents, and he just felt that the seeds left by Tingtao Pavilion would not have a bad body.

Yunqi's predecessors are definitely not high among the leaders of the rivers and lakes in Zhenbei, and they are even only the last compared to the top sect leaders in other battle towns, but in terms of door style, Tingtao Pavilion is definitely the first. Feng Qianmo used to think so, but now that he has seen a lot, he still thinks so. He even believes that in terms of style, there should be only one family in the whole world. It's a pity that even in the north of the town, this river and lake doesn't seem to be able to accommodate such a sect......

Sometimes, Feng Qianmo really has a sense of sadness that is turbid all over the world. Even himself, he has become the ordinary dirt of this muddy world.

"Kill the wolf......" Feng Qianmo sighed for a moment in front of the door of his house.

Then he turned and dismounted, and strode inward. This out of the mansion, the core disciples who are not the core of killing wolves will not know about it at all, and the secret whistle naturally knows the owner of the door, and he will not block it, nor will he specially greet it.

knocked on the door, and the one who opened the door was a clever descendant. Seeing that it was his master who came back, Xiao Tong hurriedly opened the door and said urgently:

"Oh no, sir, there are dead people in the family!"

Feng Qianmo only felt a sigh in his heart, and hurriedly stepped into the door and grabbed Xiao Tong's shoulder:

"It's Moyu who has an accident?!"

"No, no...... I don't know much about the little one, but it's also a woman, and it seems that I wasn't in the house before, and I don't know the little one, and I haven't seen ......."

Because of the hurry, the child said a little slurred, and the preface did not match the afterword.

Feng Qianmo had already entered the gate, and when he looked up at this time, he saw a snow-white ...... everywhere in the outer mansion

White lanterns, white couplets, white hanging flowers......

Feng Qianmo was stunned in place, and the little boy came back to his senses at this time, so he shouted loudly:

"The master is back!"

Someone from the depths of the house came out to greet them, led by Uncle Gongsun and Shui Long.

Feng Qianmo looked at the two people in front of him, and his voice trembled:

"Yes...... Is that her?"

Everyone in front of them was silent.

The atmosphere was calm, and after all, it was Uncle Gongsun who opened his mouth:

"According to your will, we should not do anything in this house, so as not to attract people's attention...... But I thought, I can't help but do the matter of the fairy girl......"

Feng Qianmo sat on the ground dejectedly, his eyes were dull. Everyone hurriedly went to help, Feng Qianmo waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

He looked into the depths of the courtyard, and suddenly he saw the shadow again.

"Qixian girl, I am a thousand ......"

He bit his lip, and his lips instantly turned red.

If I arrived at Barren Hill earlier, I might have died there......

Feng Qianmo only felt guilty, distressed, helpless, mixed with some inexplicable feelings, all of which came to his heart for a while.

The man in the green shirt had slightly red eyes and smiled bitterly:

"What a butterfly......"