Zhuo Yi looked at He Qingfeng's expression, responded to him twice, and then ordered his subordinates to release people.

"My little aunt, it's always okay now, right?" Zhuo Yi looked dejected.

"Can you really change it?"

"That's nature, can I still lie to you?"

"Listen to his words and watch his deeds. After Lin Qingyi finished speaking, she said goodbye to He Qingfeng and walked out.

As soon as she left, Zhuo Yi kept talking to He Qingfeng Ula Ulla, but He Qingfeng just smiled and said a few words to him, and then both of them laughed happily.

Undoubtedly, those women had just been sent halfway up the mountain by the people of the Zhuo Strange Sect, and they were driven to another road.

Those women were all weak women, so naturally they didn't dare to resist, so they could only be driven away by the people of the Bashan faction like sheep.

I don't know how long later, they reappeared in the strange house, along with the people who had been storming with them before.

Zhuo Yi looked at those women with a smile on his face. He snorted at the Bashan Sect disciples, and then looked at them coldly.

The Bashan disciples walked up to the women, snatched all the gold nuggets from their hands, and threw them into the box from which they had been.

"You stinky girls really dare to think that not only do you want to escape, but also take the gold that the brothers have worked so hard to get, don't you feel comfortable finding it yourself?" Zhuo Yi said gloomily.

"It's not us who we want, it's the girl......," one woman muttered.

"Don't mention that dead woman to me, I'll have to clean her up sooner or later, and let her suffer for two more days now. It's you, don't want to escape from Shushan. Zhuo Wei said viciously.

Those women lowered their heads, not daring to look at Zhuo Yi, let alone replying to his words, just trembling and trembling.

"Brothers, listen up, who these women used to be, and who they are now, let's get them all away. Zhuo Yi smiled at the disciples of the Bashan Sect.

Hearing this, those Bashan Sect disciples suddenly made a lot of noise, all pulling the woman they had chosen before, and they were extremely excited.

And those women were already frightened, so they could only let them pull, and they didn't even dare to resist.

The disciples of the Bashan Sect were full of laughter, staring directly at the prey that had just been eaten......

Lin Qingyi was still very happy today, after all, she felt that she had corrected something that might affect the reputation of the Bashan faction, and He Qingfeng was still willing to listen to her opinion.

After walking out of Zhuo Yi's room, she felt very happy in her heart, a few days ago because of the killing of her father Yang Yanwu, she was a little distraught, when she saw Zhuo Yi leading the disciples of the Bashan faction to do uncomprehensible evil things, she was a little worried, worried that the Bashan faction would really slide into the Shushan faction, thus confirming her sister Xi Yu'er's statement.

At the moment, it seems that everyone is worried, the Bashan faction is not the same as the Shushan faction, on the contrary, their head He Qingfeng also said that he will lead the Bashan faction to do more good deeds.

The surrounding scenery she passed by felt much more beautiful than before, and even the flowers and plants seemed to be waving to her.

However, the happy state did not last long, and her mood dimmed again, because she thought of what He Qingfeng said, something related to Yu Qingqiu.

According to He Qingfeng, he didn't like Yu Qingqiu, but her senior sister was still immersed in the self-feeling that the senior brother in charge liked her.

If she told Yu Qingqiu the news, how uncomfortable she would be, after waiting for so many years, it turned out to be a phantom.

Therefore, Lin Qingyi was very reluctant to tell her the news, not wanting her to be sad.

However, the relationship between He Qingfeng and the woman who Zhuo Yi gave him, she had already seen it clearly, it was obvious that the senior brother in charge didn't like Yu Qingqiu, otherwise, how could he mess around?

Lin Qingyi was extremely distressed, she felt that she didn't say it, she didn't say it, she was hanging in the air anyway.

She stood there for a moment, still unable to make a decision, and wandered around aimlessly.

When she raised her head, she found that she had come to the door of Zhuo Yifan's room.

The door was closed, Lin Qingyi's heart was turning over at this time, and she couldn't even breathe smoothly, she knew the reason, and when she met the man she liked, she still couldn't help but panic.

She knew that Zhuo Yifan had been very sad these days, and Situ Yu'er had gone, as if he had lost his soul.

She heard Xiangyi say that Situ Yuer and Zhuo Yifan were things, and she couldn't tell what kind of feeling she had in her heart. But she understands that if Situ Yuer hadn't died, she would definitely not like her, after all, she got along with the man she liked.

It's just that the dead are big now, and she doesn't hate Situ Yu'er.

Lin Qingyi hesitated to knock on the door and go in to have a look, she really wanted to see Zhuo Yifan in her heart, but she was a little panicked.

Zhuo Yifan was about to leave Shushan, but he was persuaded by He Qingfeng a few times, and Xiangyi saw that Zhuo Yifan's mental state was not good, and it was indeed not suitable to leave immediately, so he stayed to recuperate.

If he didn't seize the opportunity to get along with Zhuo Yifan, Lin Qingyi thought that the two might become more and more distant in the future, and there would not even be any possibility at all.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Qingyi still mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

After a while, the door opened, and the person who opened the door was of course Zhuo Yifan.

Lin Qingyi saw that he was in better spirits than a few days ago, but he was still a little melancholy.

"Brother Yifan, can I come in and talk to you?" Lin Qingyi asked with a smile.

Zhuo Yifan nodded, and a smile appeared on his face.

Zhuo Yifan's room is still very neat, and no dust has fallen. Lin Qingyi likes him cleanly, just like his kindness.

Zhuo Yifan poured Lin Qingyi a cup of hot water and handed it to her.

"Brother Yifan, I see that your mood is much better. I don't know how to comfort you, but people can't be resurrected from the dead, and the living can't let themselves suffer. ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan nodded and said, "I know that you were not in a good mood a few days ago, after all, Yang Yang Wu is your father, but now I see you better." ”

"Yes, the living can't be mediocre, in this world, many things are involuntary, if you drill the horns, then you can't let yourself live a normal life. Lin Qingyi said.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan nodded, thinking that Lin Qingyi's statement was very reasonable, and there were often knots in his heart, and the key was to learn to open them.

"What you said is very good, and I want to be like you and not let myself be too pessimistic. ”

Lin Qingyi smiled, but then a touch of sorrow rose.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan was a little surprised, he was fine, but in a blink of an eye, he was full of sorrow.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhuo Yifan said with concern, "Let's hear it." ”

So she told all the things she saw about the woman that Zhuo Yi gave to He Qingfeng, and the things that He Qingfeng defined the relationship between him and Yu Qingqiu.