Inn.

Hu Qingniu's hoarse cries echoed throughout the hall, which was simply heartbreaking.

As the person who dominated all this, Yue Yuan was sitting on the stool, stroking the porcelain cup casually with one hand, staring intently at Hu Qingniu, who was holding Wang Nangu's body, crying bitterly. In the blink of an eye, Hu Qingniu's face showed

I already had a lot of runny nose and tears, and it was all blurry.

"..."

Yue Yuan just watched quietly as Hu Qingniu wiped his nose on Aunt Wang's face, making it slippery. After looking at it for a long time, Yue Yuan finally couldn't stand Hu Qingniu's howling like a slaughtering pig, and said directly:

"Don't cry so miserably."

"If you don't let your wife sober up early, I guess your crying will not be in vain!"

sober up?

The crying and howling stopped suddenly, and Hu Qingniu looked up blankly, with a dull look on his face. He didn't react for a while.

After meeting each other's eyes for a long time, and seeing Yue Yuan nod again, Hu Qingniu's fixed mind finally came to his senses. The owner's words meant that his wife Wang Nangu was not dead.

After looking down and looking carefully, Hu Qingniu discovered that Wang Nangu's pale complexion was not a reaction to ordinary poisoning, but a sign of excessive drinking and alcohol poisoning. The reason why Hu Qingniu didn't look carefully before was that

First, he didn't dare. Secondly, he knew the temperament of his wife Wang Nangu. She was a being who could feed him poison when she got angry.

Seeing that Hu Qingniu had reacted, Yue Yuan played with the porcelain cup and said with a smile: "Your wife is really a respectable woman. At least I have rarely seen a woman who drank up her ten-pound daughter Hong in one gulp.

." In my impression, there are not many women who can be so heroic.

However, those two Yue Yuan would not be called tomboys. They have their own demeanor.

These two women are none other than Miss Guo Er and her niece Nian Xi.

Wang Nangu did not have this magnanimity.

She drank all this daughter's red wine with an attitude of apology and endured it. This courage made Yue Yuan think it was worthy of praise and worthy of sparing her life.

While Hu Qingniu was using his medical skills to sober up his wife Wang Nangu, he said in surprise: "Master, Hu Qingniu doesn't understand something about the poison that was put into his daughter's red..."

"none!"

“My daughter’s beauty is not poisonous!”

Yue Yuan smiled and drank the wine in one gulp, and said with a smile: "Your wife's method of poisoning is really too ordinary for me. Her poison was released on the waiter of the shop, and she wanted to use the waiter to open the altar.

When the time comes, let the poison fall into the drink.”

"This method of poisoning... may seem difficult to guard against for ordinary people, but for me, it is really worthless."

"But since your wife has made such a move, I naturally need to cooperate with her."

"Cooperate and lie to her!"

"Click!"

"If not, how could you, Hu Qingniu, see with your own eyes your wife's feelings for you?"

"Ha ha!"

"So, you have to thank me!"

Yue Yuan put down the porcelain cup in his hand, glanced at Aunt Wang Nan again, whose complexion was still a little pale, and said with emotion: "It's a pity that cows chew peonies, wasting this fine jar of red wine collected by the inn!"

Hu Qingniu was stunned when he heard this.

But looking at Yue Yuan's expression of anticipation of his gratitude, Hu Qingniu swallowed his saliva. This was the first time that the leader of the church had shown him this. However, after thinking about it carefully, Hu Qingniu found that the master's words were not wrong. If it hadn't been for this accident, he would have

I don't know how long the cold war between Wang Nangu and Wang Nan will last, and it is far less shocking than seeing Wang Nangu take responsibility for the crime on the spot.

In the end, Hu Qingniu couldn't help but expressed his gratitude.

Thank you to the head of the family for sparing Aunt Wang Nan's life.

He once again seriously guaranteed his loyalty as a slave.

"Ugh!"

Yue Yuan accepted Hu Qingniu's gratitude with peace of mind, waved his hand and said: "I accept your gratitude." At the same time, he ordered: "After sobering up your wife, clean up the mess here!" After that!

, Yue Yuanren placed a silver ingot on the table, and he already stood up and walked outside.

As for food, he didn't have much of an appetite. He went to the inn just to deal with Wang Nangu, who had been quietly following him and Hu Qingniu.

…

On the way back.

At this time, there were not only two people in the group, but three people.

The person riding in the front was naturally Yue Yuan, and those following behind were Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu.

"..."

Although the expression of Yue Yuan who was walking in front remained unchanged, the corners of his eyes would tremble from time to time when facing the breeze, accompanied by his slightly helpless eyes. There was no other reason, it was

Because Hu Qingniu and his wife were following behind.

Three people are traveling together, but they only have two riders.

As the head of the family and the leader of the cult, Yue Yuan naturally rode alone, while the remaining two, Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu, rode together.

Along the way, this middle-aged couple was in love with each other.

If Hu Qingniu is still a little shy, Wang Nangu hasn't thought about it that much at all, and she doesn't care about the existence of Yue Yuan, the leader of the church, and the head of the family. She is currently on horseback, sitting in Hu Qingniu's arms, rubbing her ears and temples,

She acted coquettishly in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.

But the problem is...

To Yue Yuan, the so-called whispers between the couple were as big as the sudden thunder in the sky, almost exploding in his ears.

Yue Yuan regretted it.

He felt that he should have been more cruel before and let Wang Nangu die directly from her own poison.

At the moment, Wang Nangu and Hu Qingniu were riding together, rubbing each other's ears, which was an indescribable blow to Yue Yuan. You know, Yue Yuan had just gone to Huashan, and from a certain point of view, he ended up without a problem.

Yue Yuan, who was already prepared, didn't think much about it, but when he saw the middle-aged couple Hu Qingniu hanging around in front of him, Yue Yuan felt that he might have done something wrong.

This is a mistake. Is it too late to correct it now?

Looking back at Hu Qingniu and his wife who were falling not far behind him, Yue Yuan suddenly had such a thought in his mind.

Immediately after Yue Yuan noticed the change in his mood, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. It has been a long time since Yue Yuan had such a mood swing after such a long time. Shaking his head, Yue Yuan let go of the uneasy feeling that filled his mind.

The thoughts that came out were crushed, and I collected my emotions and stopped paying attention to them.

No matter what, Hu Qingniu and Wang Nangu are both good talents for Yue Yuan's great cause.

Being able to win over the couple is an unexpected blessing.

It's just that it's an eyesore occasionally, so just turn a blind eye.

With his right hand he pulled the reins, and with his left hand he gently stroked the hair of the horse beneath him. As soon as Yue Yuan's legs touched the horse's belly, he galloped away with a sound of "drive".

Mingjiao, it’s time to move.

While solving his personal affairs, he also solved the country occupied by the Mongols.

…

Yan Jing'an stayed alone in a ruined temple, with the only person accompanying her was the black horse.

Along the way, her heart kept beating very fast.

This was the first time since she was little that she had experienced what fear was.

She hid here for two full days, and it was only after she was sure that she was safe that she came out. According to the records of Cihang Jingzhai, how terrifying and terrible the man was, it was so terrifying

Words cannot describe it.

Even the magic word poured into Momen's head couldn't describe that man in the slightest.

At the moment, she hasn't seen it with her own eyes, but just felt the boundless sword intent, which has already made Yan Jing'an's mood agitated, and the sword intent of the sword can't help but suppress the unsheathed long sword.

It was so terrifying that only one person's name echoed in Yan Jing'an's mind.

Yue Yuan.

This man is more terrifying than imagined.

Huashan School...

It's no longer appropriate.

But looking back now, Yan Jing'an couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Before they met, they were frightened and ran away in panic.

Should I say that the man is scary, or is it because his master Cihang Jingzhai’s education has shown him how powerful he is?

Maybe it’s the two combined into one!

Yan Jing'an lamented in his heart.

What should she do next?
Chapter completed!