The green-faced and fanged woman in red, her late wife, had mastered a trick during her lifetime, called "Ruft Fragrance Searching for Jade", which is a rare tracking secret in the world. As long as the people she has chased are dozens of miles around her

Within the range, she could keenly feel the person's position. Although she was dead and turned into a soul in the umbrella, the sensitivity of her perception within a hundred feet was still the same as when she was alive.

"A person who has been hunted?" Liu Biran frowned and began to fall into deep thought, "Could it be... Mr. Guzhou."

"It's him." Liu Zangyue gently touched the soft sword.

"He?" Liu Biran was a little surprised.

"Yes, he is the one you are thinking of now." Liu Zangyue put down the soft sword and looked up at the green-faced fangs, "Is that man carrying a sword pouch and his pupils are bleeding?"

The bell on the umbrella trembled again, seemingly in response.

"Sister Hongyi said, yes." The girl in Fengyi looked at Liu Zangyue in disbelief.

Liu Biran's face flushed and she seemed a little embarrassed, "Auntie, how did you know..."

Liu Zangyue's thoughts suddenly drifted away, "Because he came to me like this back then. I also deliberately let him find me."

Liu Biran said confused: "Is he looking for me?"

"Maybe he's not looking for you, but if he can find you, then he is looking for you." Liu Zangyue said something with unclear meaning.

At this time, the umbrella on the beam suddenly started to swing wildly, making a clear ringing sound, like an empty mountain in the morning and frightened birds in the stream.

The purpose is very simple, just to attract the person through the ringtone.

Liu Biran raised her head suddenly, "Sister Hongyi, what are you doing!"

The girl in maple clothes realized the intention of the ringtone and said with a smile: "Sister in red clothes, you are really as bad as ever."

The green-faced fang took off his pale youth, revealing his delicate and young face. He glanced helplessly at the flower on the umbrella cover, shook his head and smiled bitterly, as if he was blaming her for not making things too big.

Even Liu Zangyue, who had a calm face, laughed and said, "Bi Ran, that person is coming, why don't you hurry up and entertain the guests."

Outside the boudoir.

Luo Feiyu couldn't find them for a long time, so he had to slow down and observe if there were any traces left by the phantom smoke on the ground. But before he could find the whereabouts of the two of them, he heard a familiar ringtone.

Urgent and lonely, like an elegy that has nowhere to be placed underground.

"Isn't this the ringtone on that shameless man's umbrella?" Luo Feiyu shook involuntarily, "It sounds really scary!"

"Wait a minute, the source of the ringtone... seems to be not far away." Luo Feiyu raised his eyes to look around, and finally fixed his gaze on a gorgeous attic.

Luo Feiyu felt a chill in his heart.

The shameless man from Naihe Bridge dared to hide in Liuyue Villa where experts gathered now, so he naturally had only one place to go.

The residence of Liu Biran, the eldest daughter of the Liu family.

Luo Feiyu's eyes lit up and he thought: "Yeah, why did I forget that she is Po Meng? I went in and begged her not to kill me. If Naiheqiao didn't kill me, those killers wouldn't show up. Those two people

There is no way to start the investigation, wouldn't the matter be solved? Could it be that they can somehow find the head of the eldest lady of the Liu family who is about to get married?"

"Oh, Luo Feiyu, you are such a clever little kid."

"But we are not related to each other. Someone brought business to my door in a good way. Why did she promise not to kill me?"

Luo Feiyu was distressed and entangled, and unknowingly he had reached the door of the boudoir. After hesitating for a long time, he knocked on the door, "Hey, let's go for it. Open the door."

Soon the door opened, and an ordinary face poked out from the gap in the door. Liu Biran said calmly: "It's you."

Luo Feiyu just wanted to say hello, but was startled by Liu Biran's bright red face. He thought to himself that Miss Liu Yue, a mere sect member, really had a false reputation. She didn't even know how to put on makeup. But considering

Knowing the reason for my coming this time, I had to rack my brains to think of a suitable title: "Miss Liu."

Liu Biran didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only say: "Come in."

Luo Feiyu did not refuse, and stepped into the mansion, and immediately there was a fragrance coming towards him. The last time he stepped into a woman's boudoir for the first time was when he was in Xueyue Tower in Jinling City, with the Sword Artifact Tower.

Together with the young host, he walked into Xue Yue Shouyan's room and told King Mu Huai about the marriage. Nearly four months had passed since then, and he once again stepped into the boudoir.

But at that time, there was Gongsun Shilin by my side. With her by my side, I would feel at ease inexplicably.

At this moment, I was alone.

Luo Feiyu suppressed the tension in his heart, but his thoughts drifted into the distance inexplicably.

Hey, I think of the little poster, she should have arrived in Chang'an City, right? I wonder what she is going to do when she goes back this time?

If she was still by his side...

distance.

Chang'an City. Sword Tower.

"It's been a few years since the old poster left." Meng Daishan held a fried dough stick in his mouth and looked at Gongsun Shiliu who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the corner.

"Five years. Almost six years." Gongsun Shiliu was still silently flipping through the box, his tone was as calm as if the old landlord had never left, but then he said: "She said she would be back soon, with her father.

I came back. But it’s been several years, and I still can’t understand the obscure instructions she left me.”

"Actually, you have understood for a long time. Over the years, you have left the sword building many times and traveled around the world, just to kill injustice." Meng Daishan was rarely careless when it came to mentioning this, and he spoke every word very clearly.

"So, what I said is 'understanding'." Gongsun Shilian smiled, "Although I understand, it does not mean that I can understand this instruction."

"People throughout the ages have distinguished the two lines of good and evil so clearly, how could you not understand?" Meng Daishan looked out the window and looked at the bustling Chang'an City.

"As I said before, do some evil people really deserve to die?" Gongsun Shi's face was filled with tears, and the answer to the question that Meng Daishan had asked dozens of times in the past few days remained unchanged.

"That's all, I can't beat you." Meng Daishan finished the fried dough sticks in his hand like a storm, lit a pipe, and smoked in front of the window while chattering.

"Anyway, Jiangmo Sword belongs to you, and you are the owner of the sword building. You can do whatever you want."

"What's the saying? The rule is that the dead are alive. If you want to change it, then change it."

"Anyway, I've finished what the old landlord asked me to do. I'm just waiting for her to come back and pay me my salary."

"Mother, I've been back." Gongsun Shiliu suddenly said softly, as if he was answering Meng Daishan, or talking to himself. He was loud and interrupted Meng Daishan's ramblings.

Meng Daishan's pipe almost fell to the ground, "What did you say? The old landlord has come back?"

"Yes." Gongsun Shiliu nodded lightly.

Meng Daishan hurriedly blew out a smoke ring, jumped off the window sill, and said something meaningless: "Even our Ancheng camp, which guards Chang'an City day and night, didn't notice it. How could you, a little poster who is often outside, know?

"

"If I want to attend the Gusu Sword Festival Convention, the owner of the sword shop usually has to come in person. So back then, my mother left the Shanhe Order to me, and I went to attend it not long after she left."
Chapter completed!