"The river in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful, and my sister returns home when she travels far away." The fisherman sang late.

Gu Jingyao suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was sitting among the boat tents at some point. He raised his eyes and looked out the tent and vaguely saw the outline of a water town.

"Wake up." The coachman was standing on the boat just now, rowing a boat.

Gu Jingyao frowned, "I just slept?"

"Young master has been exhausted all the way, it's time to have a sleep." The coachman smiled, but soon stood there.

Because Gu Jingyao's hand had pressed on his shoulder.

"You tampered with me." Gu Jingyao said coldly.

"It's just to move the fragrance of cotton. This fragrance can bring people to sleep and then remove the evil spirits on people's body." The coachman looked down at the incense stick inserted at the bow of the boat, and ignored the coming danger. "It can allow the young master to meet his old friend in a better posture."

Gu Jingyao snorted coldly, "Is that true?"

"Young Master doesn't believe me?" The coachman sneered.

"Letter." Gu Jingyao's answer surprised him a little.

The coachman smiled sincerely, but the next moment, his face turned pale.

"In an illusion, I have no doubt that I will meet an old friend." Gu Jingyao's fingers were already deeply trapped in his shoulders.

The coachman's cold sweat dripped, "How could you know!"

"I've been in Luoyang and have been trapped in such an illusion countless times. I have seen the pain I have forgotten countless times in the illusion." Gu Jingyao said coldly: "While I remember it, I am also trying to forget it. But you reminded me of it." He increased the strength in his hand without hesitation.

The coachman screamed and fell to the ground. He felt a very domineering true energy crawling into his body from the wound on his shoulder, and soon extending to his heart.

Gu Jingyao walked out of the boat tent with an expressionless face.

The coachman trembled and took out a pill from his arms. It was the fake death medicine he took to Quandu and was about to take to his substitute.

But one foot stepped on his palm and stomped the pill into powder.

"You!" The coachman looked at him unwillingly.

Gu Jingyao didn't say anything and kicked the driver into the river.

"Old man, can there be a girl named Lan in the city?" asked the young man in white on the other side.

The old boatman sitting on the boat shook his head.

"I'm disturbing." The young man in white bowed and turned around and left.

"Is there any girl there?" A woman stood not far away. She had a white cloth tied in front of her, and she seemed to be a blind man.

"It's not like an ordinary Jiangnan family. I guess I can't ask anything." The young man in white looked back and found that the old boatman was still sitting in his original place, as if he was frozen there. "I can only wait for one of my friends to come."

The blind woman smiled, "The young master of Fenghua Sect will also know the simplicity of ordinary people."

"Don't forget, I was once the young master of the lonely boat." The young master in white smiled faintly and turned around, "I haven't seen you for many years."

A handsome man of his age appeared in front of him.

Gu Jingyao walked aimlessly in the water town. The murderous nature that was originally dissipated by the fragrance of Mianmeng was found again after killing the coachman. But as he expected, this entire water town was a illusion. Neither people nor things would escape because of the unknown aura on his body. Therefore, he could walk by the river without distraction.

It's different from the illusion he saw before.

There is no anxiety and despair here, there is only tranquility and peace.

After I have explained everything to the world, I might bring her here to live.

"If you are still alive," Gu Jingyao smiled bitterly.

He turned around and wanted to go to another corner.

But his pupils were slightly tightened.

The woman opposite him also covered her mouth and the bamboo basket in her hand fell to the ground.

The feeling this person brings to him is not an illusion.

But it is extremely real.

"It's really you?" The woman's tears fell.

The Xiuya man just glanced at Ren Shaohua, then turned around and said to Liu Yili, "I have met my sister-in-law."

"Don't you take this seriously?" Ren Shaohua waved his folding fan.

"It's not that I don't want to, but that I don't want to come this time at all." Xiuya's man shook his head.

Ren Shaohua raised his eyebrows and said, "What? After recognizing his ancestors and inheriting his family business, he will not recognize the young master who saves you? Qinglan, the fourth son of Xu's family, is the first in the rich list, and Xu Yao."

Five sounds and six rules, mirror flowers and water moon.

It is Xu Yao, an illusionist who is as famous as Fei Caiyun in the lonely boat.

Xu Yao said lightly: "If I don't recognize you, I won't come."

"I really have the temperament of a young man from aristocratic family. I have to take me seriously." Ren Shaohua smiled, "Is this illusion broken?"

"After I got home, I hired eight illusionists to take turns to teach me. Even when facing the boy from the Luoshen clan, I was very confident." Xu Yao used the butterfly finger knife.

Ren Shaohua was a little amused and laughed, "Is it considered ignorant to go home and inherit the family business, but I am still obsessed with illusions?"

Xu Yao looked at the illusion that Ren Shaohua said, "Hurry up, Lin Guangtang's treasure pot has been destroyed now, and the Wang family has made several failed transactions in Luoyang. It is a good time for Qinglanju to catch up. I am in a hurry."

Lan Chuyi pushed open the door and the little boy running in the courtyard with a windmill was overjoyed, "My grandma, you're back."

"It's not just me who's back." Lan Chuqi squatted down and hugged him.

The little boy blinked in confusion, "Who else?"

"Your father, he is back." Lan Chuqi wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes while the little boy was not paying attention.

"Dad?" The little boy raised his feet with anticipation and looked over his mother's shoulder.

Gu Jingyao raised his hand tremblingly, trying to touch his head.

The little boy hurriedly avoided and shrank into Lan Chuyi's arms, "He is not my father!"

Lan Chuyi was stunned, "What are you talking about?"

"He is not!" The little boy burst into tears. In his impression, Dad should be the kind of cheerful knight in the world, rather than emitting a terrifying and cold aura like now.

"He is the person your father, your mother likes!" Lan Chuqi tried his best to correct it.

Gu Jingyao was slightly stunned and withdrew his hand, "Forget it."

"Jingyao, where are you going?" Lan Chuqi turned his head and looked at him quickly, "Why did you become like this?"

Gu Jingyao turned his back to her, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Come back, no matter what happened to you, I will drink the wedding wine with you that I couldn't finish on my wedding night and take you to the world that I haven't finished watching." Lan Chuyi burst into tears.
Chapter completed!