"Brother Yang, I came to see you? Are you okay? I didn't expect that it would be twenty years since you left. Time goes really fast. Don't worry about me. Wanxin is living a good life now. I listened to you.

, have been living well!" He Wanxin smiled innocently and began to recall Ruyan's past. "Zai Xing

Brother, your efforts have not been in vain. The people of the Song Dynasty are now living a normal life and are not as miserable as before! The Jin people seldom invade us. You and the good brothers of Yue Jiajun can rest in peace!" Feng

Rou closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and bowed three times in front of the grave.

With a "whoosh" sound, a gust of cold wind blew over, carrying a faint fragrance of green grass. The wind was soft and Wanxin stood up and was about to turn back, but she felt a strange fragrance floating in the air. "This is it."

What smell? Good, so...familiar!" Feng Rou frowned slightly, and suddenly her eyelids felt heavy. "It seems to be Xingluoxiang!" He Wanxin shook her head and sat down leaning against the tree trunk, "Here

How come there is such a smell? How come..."

In a trance, a girl dressed in eye-catching pink walked out of the mountains nearby. She looked at the two unconscious people with a mocking look on her face. Fengrou shook her head. She felt that this figure was very familiar, but she couldn't think of it.

He raised his head and saw an indifferent and cold silver copper face. "It's you!" He Wanxin's face turned pale for a while, and the flames of hatred burst out from her eyes. She wanted to stand up, but her whole body

But he couldn't exert any effort.

"It's me!" The silver-faced man smiled coldly, leaned down, looked at Feng Rou and Wanxin with interest, "You never thought, two old friends, we would have the chance to meet again in this life!" "Witch, I

I'm going to kill you to avenge Brother Yang!" He Wanxin gritted her teeth and threw herself at the silver-faced man with all her strength, but fell heavily.

Lying on the ground. "By you?" The silver-faced man smiled disdainfully, "In the battle of Feng Mahe, I used this scent to kill Yang Zaixing and those reckless men. In front of Xing Luoxiang,

No matter how good your martial arts is, it's all in vain! But don't worry, I'm not here to see you today, I'm here to see her!" As he said that, his sharp eyes were directed at Fengrou.

"Looking for me?" Fengrou looked at her puzzledly. "You won't forget that bracelet so quickly, will you? It's been twenty years, and I didn't expect that I could see you again. Fengrou, we are really destined.

! Because of a man, I ended up in such a bleak situation today. You have been hiding from me for twenty years, I think it is time for you to meet!" Ye Jinghong hummed and smiled, with a cold look in his eyes.
Chapter completed!