Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 53
Bei Muge was not surprised by this, and walked into the post house with Feng Wu in his arms, without even seeing the two people following him.

To be precise, it was the two people following Feng Wu.

"Sister, you're heavy again." Yanxue muttered in disgust, but she still resigned herself to her fate and entered the post house behind her back.

There was a little bit of joy on that charming face, the joy of her relatives' return, her crimson lips curled in disgust, but there was no disgust in her eyes.

The clear red lips, like flames, made the people around them lose their minds.

"Hey, you can't dislike your sister!" Luo Shui vaguely heard her words, muttered dissatisfiedly, lying on Yanxue's back like a child, motionless.

"Hehe, fortunately we are sisters, otherwise, others would think something is wrong with us!" Yanxue laughed dryly, and walked towards the room with her on her back.

The people behind were already shocked by what just happened.

Even Dongfang Yan fell silent.

The words of the woman in the blue dress sounded inexplicably in my mind.

"I owe you a past life, so I will repay you a present life..." It turned out that Bei Muge and Feng Wu had known each other in the past life, and it turned out that they talked about it earlier...

It turns out that she doesn't even have the slightest chance of winning?

She always thought that waiting for nearly a thousand years was the most precious thing for her and moved him the most, but time, why didn't he wait for a thousand years?
Thinking of this, Dongfang Yan glanced at the post house with a gloomy expression, quietly retreated from the range of the crowd, and disappeared into this ancient town.

Everyone didn't watch her leave, except Yu Zilan, who had been watching her all the time, closed her eyes, and wanted to follow her, but stopped in her footsteps the moment she took a step.

He has been rejected so many times, and he is also tired. It's time for him to think about it, isn't it?

Sighing, Yu Zilan didn't follow behind, but just stood there and listened to the discussion of what happened just now.

"Little Junior Sister seems to be hiding some big secret! What happened thousands of years ago?" Cheng Yang dug his ear piercing, looking like a dude, and Cheng Peng almost kicked him away.

Looking at his unruly younger brother, feeling inexplicably irritable, he entered the post house, ignoring the people behind him.

"It seems to have been recorded in the history of the Xiao family." Xiao Yin thought for a while, and then said: "Thousands of years ago, the Kyushu Continent was a whole continent, divided into five parts; There are no Sea of ​​Stars, Forest of Thorns, Blazing Desert, and the current Four Great Dangerous Lands of Longchen Mountain Range."

"What else?" Cheng Yang asked eagerly.

Xiao Yin rolled his eyes at his idiot junior brother, not knowing what to say, if he knew, he would have said it long ago, why wait for him to ask?

He's not such a boring person, is he?Not telling a story.

"Senior brother Jiu probably doesn't know either." Mo Yun said, thinking for a while and then said: "If he knew, he would probably tell what he knows first regardless of 21."

"Junior Brother Ninth, it's always been like this." Weiyou Yuanyuan Peng paused and echoed.

Xiao Yin, who just wanted to praise Mo Yun, immediately collapsed when he heard his words.

Is this for dismantling?

"Junior Brother Ninth has always been an eloquent speaker. If he hadn't been well-versed in poetry and books, I would have thought he was a storyteller in a teahouse." Yu Zilan said, shaking a folding fan in his hand.

"Reading poetry and books? Full of knowledge? I think it is more appropriate to describe the eighth senior brother. Holding a folding fan, Mr. Pianpianjia, Mo Shangren is like a jade, look, you are like that young man who has read poetry and books!" Xiao Yin looked at He blocked his words without hesitation, and then hesitated again: "Hey, where is Sixth Senior Sister?"

"Let's go." Yu Zilan ignored his teasing and replied him.

"Leaving?" Cheng Yang frowned, looked at Yu Zilan, and asked even more puzzled: "Didn't you always stick to her? Why didn't you follow her when she left?"

"Maybe my heart is cold." Cheng Peng said, approaching the posthouse.

Yes, feeling cold, Yu Zilan pulled it far-fetchedly, and followed into the post house with a deep bitterness in his eyes.

When everyone saw his movements, they quickly followed him.

They have been standing here for a long time, if they don't leave, will people watch?
Although there are not many people in this small town, it is still a small town with a hundred people.

　Ask for collection, ask for recommendation!

　　


(End of this chapter)