Wen Yuancheng raised his eyebrows, and his voice was cold, "Xiao Wu, you better don't ask." He threw up his sleeves and strode away.

Fourth Senior Brother, is this avoiding her?

Through these two conversations, she always felt that Wen Yuancheng had something to hide from her, whether it was Lou Xiaoyun's affairs or about her.

August 13 night.

Han Dongyu came to Mizuki's room with a few plates of food.

Mizuki was in a daze for a day and a night, and Luo Li was here for a day and a night.

Mizuki's accident is very strange.

Although he is stupid, he is also a master of the Seven Realms, and although he has reported to the official when something happens now, it has no effect. In a small place like Guancheng, people come and go, and in the past two years, the government has been unstable, natural and man-made disasters, and the people of Wanzhou and Yuzhou have been displaced, and it is common for mobile thieves to make trouble.

But he didn't care about this, what he cared about was why the thief who had been stabbed with a thousand knives didn't open his head, instead of going to this fool. Since Mizuki joined their group, things have happened one after another, Luo Li has an unspeakable concern for him, and when something happens, she just stays by the side and doesn't leave.

Let a fool take advantage of the loophole.

Just think about it!

"Luo Li, eat something, go freshen up again, I'll watch him for you. ”

Luo Li was closing his eyes and pranayama on the small couch in front of the collapse at this time, and when he heard the sound, he said in a dumb voice: "Thank you, I'll just eat something." With that, she dusted off the hem of her clothes and got up and walked.

Seeing her haggard appearance, Han Dongyu couldn't help but scold: "You care so much about this fool? Look at your ghostly appearance now! When you and I met in the past, how confident and free you were, and the freedom like a fish and a bird, made me envious." I know that you always don't care about the people around you, but you should also take good care of yourself. Although I have not been by your side for the past few years, I also know a thing or two about your suffering. Luo Li, are you tired like this?"

Luo Li took the chopsticks in his hand and paused in mid-air, reached out and grabbed a piece of fried tofu and put it in his mouth.

Han Dongyu sighed, "You're not tired, I'm tired for you." ”

"And what do you think I'm going to do?"

She said in a deep voice as she ate.

"I went to see the Xuanji Gongzi yesterday, this trip is a big murder, the matter of the Demon Monarch's death has been known to the Immortal Sect Society, those high-level cultivation ancestors will definitely find a way to stop the Demon Lord, can you not go?"

"Not going?" she put down her chopsticks and turned her head and said, "I don't doubt that the people of the Xianmen Society will try their best to stop Xiaoyun, but they will care about her life and death? Jin Ayasheng told me in private that Lou Xun mentioned Xiaoyun's seizure at the Xianmen Society, and begged the monks arranged by the Xianmen Society to show mercy, but how did they say it? ”

"But Su'e can't stop such a top cultivator, how can you stop it?!"

"There is no endless road, Mizuki knows his method, wait for him to recover his memory......"

"Heh, he's stupid himself now, and you still pin your hopes on him?" Han Dongyu shook his head, unable to help but be disappointed.

"Maybe someone hit him in the head this time, and maybe he will fight poison with poison ......"

After speaking, she herself felt ridiculous.

Yesterday's drunken mess, not only shamelessly slept him to sleep, but also disabled such an important "nobleman", which is really remorseful.

Han Dongyu was silent for a long time, his fists in his sleeve were clenched tightly, and he frowned and said with difficulty: "Luo Li, I'm leaving, you can go with me." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Northwest. He lowered his head, the shadow of the candlelight made her unable to see clearly, and she only heard him continue: "I'm not afraid to tell you, this eastward trip is actually to contact the alliance for King Rui to raise troops, and now that everything has been done, I still need to bring a batch of goods back." ”

"When are you leaving?"

"On August 16 at the latest, by water, His Royal Highness King Rui said that he misses you very much, and hopes to see you. ”

"Han Dongyu, don't you think this kind of lie is ridiculous?"

The man in front of him shrugged his shoulders, hesitated, and said in a low voice: "It's ridiculous, but I still have to try, after all, you have an unusual relationship with King Rui, and you may be willing to meet him." ”

"Will go, but not now. Let's go, follow him and do a good job, you must have known the prophecy of the Xuanji Prince, Qi Jinghao is the real Son of Kyushu, and when he ascends the throne in the future, you can be regarded as a glorious ancestor and a prosperous one. Luo Li smiled lightly, took out a jar of wine and wine utensils from the Qiankun bag, and poured him a full glass, "As for the side, you should die early, with an ominous body like me, even if I am unlucky, even the people around me will be ......unlucky."

"You're ......!"

Luo Li held the cup and drank it, pondered it for a long time, stared at his eyes and said slowly: "I won't tell you the truth, I thought I would follow Qi Muxiao in this life, so I lived with him early, such a bad moral, don't you dislike it?"

Han Dongyu pinched the wine glass, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't dislike it." ”

Seeing the inexplicable anger in his eyes, as if mixed with hatred, she smiled lightly and said easily: "Don't, you don't dislike me and I dis......like myself" She drank the wine in the cup and added, "Han Dongyu, I am not worthy of you, the bird chooses a good wood to rest, why do you bother to look at my rotten wood." ”

Finally, the fire in Han Dongyu's heart made her light it, he threw down the wine glass heavily, and turned to leave.

"Bang-" The door was slammed down.

She put down her glass, lifted her head and poured it in.

Some words, some things, are really too difficult.

Black cloud cloth, autumn wind cold.

Han Dongyu strode to the stone table in the courtyard of the inn and slammed the stone table twice in anger.

He's really mad!

Why did you fall in love with this woman who didn't know what to do?

He already knew about her love Gu from Xuanji Gongzi, but she used her innocence to force him away.

What the hell did she think he was?

Thinking of this, he slammed a punch again, making Xiao Er, who was passing by, tremble. After a long pause, he grabbed his fleshy hands and walked out of the courtyard.

At the same time, Wen Yuancheng came to the door of the Shuimu room on time, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he smelled a pungent smell of wine, and the leftovers on the dining table in the hall were cold, a pair of dishes and chopsticks, and two wine glasses.

He walked softly into the inner room, and saw that the man wrapped in white veil on the couch was sleeping with his little sister in his arms, so he stopped and looked at it with a frown.

I saw Mizuki wrapping her arms around Luo Li, and she also put her little head in his chest, and her body fell together with her breathing, and the two were close together.

Wen Yuancheng silently took out the cloth bag, took out the two longest silver needles, walked to the collapse and stabbed the strong arm hard.

In an instant, the sleeping Mizuki woke up the sudden stinging pain, and he looked at the man in front of him with sleepy eyes, and suddenly his face was hostile, and his arm with a silver needle was blue.

Wen Yuancheng's face was kind, but there was purple light in his hand, he looked at the person in front of him for a moment, and then said gently: "Qi Muxiao, you can really pretend." ”