"Oh?" Mr. Xie stroked his white beard.

Gongsun Shilian glanced at Luo Feiyu and nodded, "After more than ten days ago, I worked with Senior Liu Zangyue to kill a Fusang ninja, and that ninja happened to practice the sword-transforming blood eye technique."

"My senior sister?" Luo Feiyu was confused and shocked after hearing this.

Mr. Xie patted his palm, "It's so good. There is no better choice than using the eyes of Fusang Ninja to treat it. I'll leave now and go to find the corpse."

Gongsun Shilian smiled awkwardly, "But, I have forgotten where the body was buried."

Luo Feiyu was so scared that he covered his eyes and took a few steps back, "No, then in the end, I'm still the only choice?"

"No need." Mr. Xie said proudly: "I have been seeking life and death for a hundred years. I can always feel the way home of the deceased's soul, and naturally I can know where his body lives."

"Then please thank you, Mr. Xie." Luo Feiyu lowered his head and looked at the tip of the bag in his hand. "I wonder what is in this bag?"

Just as Mr. Xie was about to answer, he was interrupted by a burst of rapid footsteps. Everyone looked up and found a snow-clothed sword waiter leaping forward, "Young Master Luo, Mr. Gu asked me to pass the message, saying that he would take the lead. I hope to see you again in Luoyang."

"My sister-in-law is really impatient." Luo Feiyu said quietly.

"It seems that I have no need to say anything." Mr. Xie sighed.

Luo Feiyu thought for a while, "Is it related to Brother Gu?"

"I believe you will make the right choice." After leaving this sentence, Mr. Xie turned around and waved his sleeves, and walked away with him.

Luo Feiyu looked at Mr. Xie's back for a long time before saying in a deep voice: "Let's go."

Gongsun Shilian didn't say anything, but whistled softly, calling the confused little white horse out of some corner, and pushed Luo Feiyu's butt with a disagreement.

"It's quite a grudge." Luo Feiyu smiled, jumped and fell on the saddle.

At this time, Dongfang Ruyi also happened to come forward, "Are you two leaving now?"

"It's time." Gongsun Shilan tightened the reins, making the confusion quiet.

Dongfang Ruyi nodded, then looked at Luo Feiyu, "There are seven other swords cast by your master next to the Sword Stone. Wouldn't you take them away?"

"No need." Luo Feiyu shook his head, then showed the sword sack behind Dongfang Ruyi, "Since the master only gave me this one, then this one is enough."

"Get up." Mo Wendong put away the fishing rod by the pond of Jiexinfu in Luoyang and said softly.

"Yes." Yu Jing nodded and stood up.

"Who is that young master, can you move recently?" Mo Wendong suddenly found another topic.

Yu Jing lowered his head and said, "After Master's recommendation, Master Xiao has become a chess attendant. At this moment, he should play chess with His Majesty in Liuyang Hall."

"A sect is determined to seek the path of immortality. If too many concerns are the opposite. With this alone, he is destined to not be able to end on this road." Mo Wendong said in a deep voice: "What a pity."

Yu Jing said in a humiliation: "Didn't your master tell me that you and Master Xiao are not the same person?"

"The end point is still different after all." Mo Wendong raised his head and said, "What's the situation of that prince?"

Yu Jing hesitated for a moment, "According to the investigation, Prince Muhuai has cultivated plum blossoms in his courtyard all day long. Now there are signs of blooming again. As for Muhuai Sword placed in the inner room, it has long been covered with heavy dust." After saying that, he hurriedly lowered his head.

"No wonder I can always smell the fragrance of plum blossoms in the wind recently." Mo Wendong's tone was calm.

Yu Jing's heart tightened.

He knew very well that some people's tone was far more terrifying than when they were furious.

For example, the master in front of him.

"You have something to worry about?" Mo Wendong noticed something and looked at him.

Yu Jing nodded and shook his head again, "Yu Jing dared not speak nonsense."

"I dare not speak nonsense, that's it." Mo Wendong smiled and comforted him: "But it's okay to say it."

Yujing hurriedly lowered her head and said respectfully: "I wonder whether it is worth it or not for you to ask Yuwei and me to attract her to Luoyang back then."

Mo Wendong asked, "What do you think?"

"Now Prince Muhuai abandons his sword and raises flowers, it is difficult to become a great gift." Yu Jing said in a deep voice: "My heart is no longer here. Yu Jing feels that it is not worth it."

"You were wrong." Mo Wendong stood up, then jumped up, stepped on the high eaves, stretched out his hand in the wind, and took a petal of plum blossoms.

Yu Jing was stunned, "Wrong?"

"She wants to go back to her home." Mo Wendong glanced at the plum blossoms, "For that home, she will hold on to the dusk again."

"But her home was destroyed by her own hands." Yu Jing said in a deep voice.

"It is because she destroyed her home with her own hands that she is more eager to go back." Mo Wendong threw it away casually, and the plum blossoms fell on the door with the breeze.

There happened to be a man stepping into the door.

Yu Jing turned his head and saw that he was shocked, and immediately blurted out: "King Muhuai."

The one who stepped into the door was indeed King Muhuai.

But it was not what he remembered.

Instead, the King of Muhuai who had once turned his hand into clouds and rain in Jinling City.

He is elegant, feminine and handsome. Any words used on a beauty can be used on this man.

——Yan Jingchen.

"Yan met Mr. Mo, and Eunuch Yujing." Yan Jingchen bowed and bowed with his sword.

"Muhuai, who has lost the three swords of Muhuai, will still be the ninth famous sword in the famous sword score." Mo Wendong said loudly: "I will let that plum blossom bloom again on Prince Muhuai's sword."

Outside the Quandu.

The two of them left slowly.

Luo Feiyu finally couldn't accept the slightly hostile bump, so he had to bend off the horse and pull the rope, allowing Gongsun Shilian to sit on the horse. He glanced at the satisfied expression of daze and shook his head, "What a sin."

At this moment, a song sounded from the spring. Gongsun Shilan listened to the song and said in surprise: "Is this song... a tragic song?"

Luo Feiyu subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of the only snow-capped mountain in the spring. After a while, he turned around and said, "Shi Lan, do you know who your father is?"

Gongsun Shilian shook her head, "Since I can remember, my father has been no longer in the building. Whenever I ask about my mother, she will keep silent about it."

"That's it." Luo Feiyu sighed.

"I'm going to Luoyang soon, do you have any plans?" Gongsun Shilian avoided this topic and smiled slightly.

"Yes." Luo Feiyu said lazily.

"What is it?" Gongsun Shilian blinked curiously.

"Of course, go and continue the path that Master and Master's wife walked side by side." Luo Feiyu raised his head and looked at the sky, "I will continue to walk on this continuous road."
Chapter completed!