Murong Gan cursed Xuanyuan Xiang and looked at Tang Yue'er. After this period of contact, Murong Gan knew how important Xuanyuan Xiang was to her cousin. Now this news was undoubtedly a thunderclap for her. I don’t know what kind of reaction she would have. Sure enough, Tang Yue'er had already stood there, her eyes were full of disbelief, and slowly turned into astonishment. In the end, it seemed that everything had completely collapsed, and the tears in her eyes could no longer be stopped, but Tang Yue'er still wanted to work hard and not cry. When she came out, she kept sobbing figure and her red eyes, how could she be a sad beauty? Shangguan Rou was also attracted by Tang Yue'er's sob sound. Looking at Tang Yue'er's painful look, it looked like Lan Ruoxue was looking at Lan Ruoxue when she learned that Xuanyuan Xiang was in danger. "Why are every woman around him so good? Why are they reluctant to leave him like this? ΩΩWw    W. 『BiQuGe.CN" Shangguan Rou also felt bitter in her heart. The deep affection for Xuanyuan Xiang made Shangguan Rou feel a little jealous.

"Cousin, are you okay?" Murong Gan really couldn't bear to look at his cousin's heartbroken look because of Xuanyuan Xiang's heartless and unrighteous person. He spoke up and wanted to comfort something, but when he opened his mouth, Murong Gan realized that he had no idea what to persuade him except to scold Xuanyuan Xiang. In the end, his words turned into these two short sentences.

It seemed as if it was stimulated by Murong Gan's words. Tang Yue'er could no longer suppress his grievances. Tears in his eyes slid down. Tang Yue'er covered her cheeks with her hands, turned around and no longer cared about anything, and ran towards the direction she came desperately, as if she wanted to escape from this place where she knew the saddest things. Murong Gan saw Tang Yue'er turn around without saying a word and ran into the jungle. At this time, Murong Gan still remembered that she was still being held by Shangguan Rou on her neck with her double swords. Subconsciously raised her hand and waved away the double swords in Shangguan Rou's hand, "Cousin, wait for me, cousin..." She shouted anxiously, and quickly used her light skills to chase Tang Yue'er's figure.

Shangguan Rou looked at Tang Yue'er's gradually moving away, and fell into deep thought. Even Murong Gan had run out of his hands and was completely unaware. Shangguan Rou didn't know whether it was right or wrong for doing this. However, if this woman saw Xuanyuan Xiang, the sad person would probably become Junior Sister Lan. Since there was a destined to be heartbroken, how could Shangguan Rou bear to be Lan Ruoxue? Shangguan Rou can only do this. To comfort yourself, only in this way will the expression of Tang Yue'er just now no longer appear in front of her, "Sister Shangguan, Sister Shangguan..." When Shangguan Rou comforted herself like this, Qing'er kept watching the story of the matter. Unexpectedly, the final result would be like this. Qing'er was a very sympathetic little girl. When she saw Tang Yue'er's expression, she felt a sense of sorrow. She unconsciously walked to Shangguan Rou's side and carefully pulled Shangguan Rou's sleeve.

"Huh?" He came back to his senses by Qing'er's voice. Shangguan Rou looked at Qing'er beside her with complicated eyes; "Sister Shangguan, why did that Xuanyuan Xiang already have this sister and marry that sister named Lan Ruoxue?" Qing'er didn't know how to judge this matter, but she felt that Tang Yue'er was too aggrieved and felt a little unbearable.

Shangguan Rou didn't know how to explain this matter. After pondering for a long time, she tried hard to squeeze out a smile and said quietly, "Qing'er, things are not what you think. Some people in this world are destined to be destined to be destined. Only when they meet the right person at the right time, otherwise they will only be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destined to be destin

"Ah Qiu! Who is thinking of me?" Xuanyuan Xiang in the guest room of Fulai Inn suddenly felt a chill invading himself. He kept sneezing several times, rubbed his nose, and sat up from the bed with a sleepy eyes. He looked at the sky outside the window and was almost noon. He had slept for so long without realizing it. Xuanyuan Xiang rubbed his swollen head, thinking that there was really nothing to do recently, and there was no news about the Shenli Gate. As for the woman in black at Tianxiang Tea House, she had no idea.

Now, except for some things left by Senior Brother Zhuang Xuan before his death, it can prove that this matter should be related to the Jinyiwei. If the woman in black is found, the truth will be revealed, but... but now I am very bored. After rushing to wash up, I left the inn and put on the black veil of a straw hat. After all, Qiandeng Town is the place of the Divine Leg Sect, and I will inevitably encounter some disciples of the Divine Leg Sect. If my whereabouts are exposed and I am chased by Tie Hexuan, I am not a match for Tie Hexuan, so it is better to be careful.

Walking on the streets of Qiandeng Town, although Qiandeng Town is remote, there are many pedestrians coming and going. There are naturally many merchants who sell. All of this is thanks to Tianxiang Tea House, but... But today it seems a bit unusual. The street is empty, and there are only shops but no one on the stalls on the street. Xuanyuan Xiang stood on this strange street, surprised in his heart, and suddenly a sense of danger arose in his heart. He kept looking around, but the place where he saw it was quiet and scary. Xuanyuan Xiang's feeling became stronger and stronger, and he was about to leave here. However, as soon as Xuanyuan Xiang's figure moved, a sound like thunder came from a distance.

Moreover, the sounds continued one after another, and it became faster and faster. Just when Xuanyuan Xiang was still surprised, there were many suona and cymbal instruments after this sound. Xuanyuan Xiang was a little confused. He was driven by curiosity and walked along with the sound. As a result, before he could walk far away, he saw that there were already people in front of him who could not count clearly. This posture is probably all the people in the town who came here. As for this place, Xuanyuan Xiang is not unfamiliar with this place. This is Yi Yuanwai’s mansion. What surprised Xuanyuan Xiang was that since Yi Wen died in the martial arts hall last time, Yi Mansion has been very low-key. Listen to the people in the town, even during festivals and festivals, Yi Mansion has been simple, so why did it make such a big show today?

Xuanyuan Xiang was curious and rushed in with the crowd, wanting to see what happened. Maybe because Xuanyuan Xiang's outfit was too strange, he made a way unconsciously wherever he passed. Xuanyuan Xiang actually walked to the front of the crowd. He happened to see Yi Yuanwai leading a group of servants out of the mansion. The smile on his face could not be concealed. He reached out to signal that the music stopped and said loudly, "Friends, I, Yi, have two sons in one of my children's children's examinations, but my eldest son Yi Wen was not good enough, and he died early in the tragedy of Qiandeng Martial Arts Hall. But my second son is very strong. My son Yi Ming passed the child examination at the age of thirteen and became a scholar, and he participated in the provincial examination at the age of 16 and became a juren. After these two years, my son is
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