The autumn rain forms an ice scab in the sky, which means that winter is coming.

Winter in the north has always been dry and cold, and this year's winter is even colder.

Even in the house, you can still feel the cold.

And Song Xianting even used four goose down cotton blankets to cover himself, so as not to shiver from the cold. It's just that the pair of knees, although they are also in the blanket, are still a little red from the cold.

The muscles and veins of his limbs have been broken, but he can still live, and Song Xianting no longer complains much.

Looking through the window lattice, the rain gradually condensed into hail, ticking on the eaves and stone floors.

Like a drum, it is guiding the way for the souls of the dead.

It's autumn.

It has been three days since the battle of Sang Molin.

The entire city of Eternal was silent, as if to cover up the explosion.

What can happen is forever engraved in the ties of time, and no matter who or by what means, it cannot be changed.

Heavy losses.

Except for Luo Sibing Anran, the rest of the people inevitably brought back injuries, the corners of Du Bazhi's arrogant eyes were cut, Mu Li had fifteen or sixteen abrasions all over his body, in order to intercept an arrow that came from him, Lu Muqing did not hesitate to be penetrated in the palm of his hand, and Liang Luyu, the master of the third room, was buried under the chaotic bullet fire.

The center of that explosion was Xue Qi and Meng Qingyi, as the highest combat power in the hall, their whereabouts are now unknown, even if they are corpses, they are difficult to find, are they burned to ashes?

There was a lot of rumors everywhere.

Where is not all the grass and trees!

Where Mo Yutang is going next, no one has a bottom in their hearts.

In such bad weather, Song Xianting's wooden door was knocked on.

There has always been nothing missing, so Song Xianting's eyes were also closed, but he called softly.

"Please come in. ”

Outside the door, it was Lu Muqing.

Lu Muqing's hand hung down on his waist, and the bandage wrapped the wound extremely tightly.

The sword behind him turned his back, never intending to step into the room, and maintained the silence in the room.

Song Xianting instructed the little guy again.

"Move a chair for the landlord Lu, and you can go out. ”

The little guy was quick with his hands and feet, put Lu Muqing next to Song Xianting, and went out through the door.

Song Xianting smiled indifferently and said.

"Is Master Lu's injuries okay?"

Lu Muqing said.

"Mr. Don't worry about it. ”

Song Xianting said.

"The owner of the Lu family came to visit late at night, and I should have accompanied it for a drink, but my legs were ......"

Song Xianting shook his head and didn't say anything further.

Lu Muqing hurriedly said.

"I'm tired of drinking, but now I'm boiling tea, it's a little bland, but my mind is much clearer. ”

Song Xianting said leisurely.

"So, what did the owner of the Lu family see clearly?"

Lu Muqing said.

"The owner of the Du house often praises Mr. Song for being a good one, I didn't believe it, but I was still outside the house, but I was called out by Mr. Song, and now I believe it for seven points. ”

Song Xianting said.

"If I tell you the intention of the owner of the Du family......"

Lu Muqing had already intercepted the road.

Then the other three points are naturally believed together. ”

Song Xianting smiled lightly and said.

"Then I'll be ugly. ”

Song Xianting sat up slightly straight, and slowly approached Lu Muqing, saying as he spoke.

"There are people in the world who are good at judging and some are good at planning. The owner of the Lu family should be planning to form an alliance with a gang, but the owner of the Lu family is difficult to determine whether it is the king's fang or the horse road after all. ”

Lu Muqing had bowed slightly and said with emotion.

It is this doubt that has haunted me for a long time. ”

Song Xianting said.

"I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain. ”

Lu Muqing said.

"Mr. Song is not on the mountain, can Mr. Song see through it?"

Song Xianting paused, stared at the person in front of him for a long time, and said simply.

"Yes. ”