Su Lian subconsciously put Rong Chi's matter aside and deliberately did not think about it.
"Little Pom Pom, tell me...what happened to that Moon Shadow?"
Su Lian murmured.
Based on her understanding of Fuyun, if she didn't really have any deep hatred, she would definitely not fight in a place with so many people.
And that Yueying looked extremely wrong. She always sensed a trace of the aura in him that she had felt in Huazhi and the evil weapon just now.
Su Lian's eyes flashed slightly, he slowly opened the teacup, lowered his head and took a sip:
"I originally thought that the opponent of Fuyun and Yunlan Sect was the Demon Sect."
"Now it seems that it may not be. No, to be precise, it is, not just."
It seems that this task of punishing the world is not simple. It looks like love, but in fact it is a relationship between three parties.
Furthermore, she really didn’t know much about the third force, she only knew that there might be royal support behind it.
The little fluffy ball nodded. Seeing that she was in good health, she started thinking about this again and quickly comforted her:
"Master, don't worry. Since the forces behind Yueying are on the mainland, they seem to be preparing to develop rapidly in the near future. They will definitely show their flaws."
Su Lian raised her eyebrows slightly and was noncommittal.
"Why should I be anxious? Fuyun should be the one who is anxious."
"As for me, I naturally need to take a good rest first."
She twisted her neck and stretched, her white arms hanging lazily on the window, as if to verify the truth of what she said, she even yawned.
Unexpectedly, I actually fell asleep.
When she woke up again, it was already evening. She leaned down to the window and took a look, only to find that the villa was so big that she couldn't even see the edge from a distance. It was quiet all around, except for the occasional chirping of a sparrow and the sound of a sparrow that could be heard from afar.
The child is crying.
With a roll of her eyes, Su Lian carefully lifted up her skirt and prepared to go out.
I don't know how long I will stay here. It would be too boring to rest in the room all the time.
There happened to be a few maids standing at the door holding trays with unknown contents. When they saw her opening the door by herself, they were all stunned on the spot.
"Young... Where are you going, madam? This is the young sect master... He ordered us to make a good ginseng soup for madam, which can strengthen your foundation and strengthen your health. If you don't finish it, madam..."
Su Lian couldn't help but frown when he heard Rong Chi. Before the maid could finish speaking, he hurriedly moved away, leaving only an extremely chic back:
"Let's go now. You can drink the ginseng soup."
She said this casually, but little did she know that there was already chaos behind her.
The leading maid looked sad.
This was cooked by the young sect leader himself, for his future wife, so how could they dare to drink it?
Before he knew it, Su Lian walked a few kilometers away.
"How big is this Moyan Villa?"
Su Lian rubbed her sore calf and complained.
She originally planned to come out to see how to escape and to understand the terrain in advance.
But I didn't expect that after she came out, she walked to one place after another, but the four big characters "Moyan Villa" still stood high above her head.
And the saddest thing happened, she seemed to be lost.
Looking at the place in front of him where the scenery and layout were almost the same as before, Su Lian held his forehead in silence.
Could it be that this villa... operates a farmhouse?
Moreover, after walking for so long without drinking water, her throat was almost dry and smoking.
She suddenly regretted not drinking that bowl of ginseng soup just now.
The little pom-pom was tired of running behind her, so he could only hop on her shoulder.
But in the next second, he seemed to have discovered something, and he said with some excitement:
"Master, what is that?"
In the half-dark, half-lit night, Su Lian raised his head and caught a glimpse of a clear spring not far away.
The place was bright, dark and secluded, but the sound of water was constant, like the crisp sound of ring bells clashing.
Su Lian approached with some curiosity, but subconsciously slowed down his steps as he approached.
There seems to be a natural hot spring next to the pool, and the heat is slowly rising.
There is a pear tree barrier in front of the hot spring, and it is obvious that someone is inside.
After seeing someone, Su Lian was about to leave, but heard another voice coming from inside that was full of vicissitudes of time but full of gossip:
"Xiao Chi, you don't really like her, do you?"
Xiaochi, Rongchi?
Su Lian frowned, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that they really weren't enemies at all.
The owner of that voice sounded quite young and should be sitting opposite Rongchi.
Out of curiosity, Su Lian shifted her perspective.
Wherever he came in, he saw slender fingers gently resting on the edge of the pool, extending along the scarred arm full of veins, and a familiar profile suddenly appeared.
It's really him.
For some reason, after seeing it was him, she suddenly became curious about the answer to that question.
Rong Chi sat a little lazily, and his exposed skin showed a brown luster in the moonlight.
He spoke lazily and unhurriedly at this moment, which was completely different from the nervous look he had in front of her before.
"Um."
She only heard his short and cold response, and there seemed to be an almost inaudible sigh at the end of his tone.
"Why are you still sighing? Are you frustrated in love?"
I heard another voice laughing heartily after getting his answer.
"I didn't expect, I didn't expect, that there would be a time when our young master Rong would chase someone else."
Su Lian couldn't see the other person's expression from this angle, but his voice must have sounded triumphant.
Rong Chi glanced at the other side indifferently:
"Old fox, you should take care of yourself first. Don't let the one hundred and eight girls you flirted with come to your door and find out that you are from the Demon Sect, so they join forces and kill you."
"Hey, why are you talking to your adoptive father? You don't have any manners!"
Foster father?
When Su Lian heard this, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.
How could a person as proud as Rong Chi accept someone as his adoptive father?
"Hey, but speaking of it, I really don't have much ability, let alone the qualifications to be your adoptive father."
"Back then, your father led the Demon Sect, which already had a certain status in the mainland. The Demon Sect's techniques were so overbearing that they were invincible at the time."
"But your father accidentally fell off a cliff and lost his memory, but he met your mother, the daughter of the head of the Yunlan Sect."
"I was also your father's brother at the time. It was already two years later when I led someone to find him. You were already one year old by then."
"At that time...at that time...he refused to acknowledge us and kept telling us to leave. He felt that he belonged to a farmer's family at the bottom of the cliff."
That voice seemed to be tightly suppressing some pain, and Su Lian noticed that the red bloodshot eyes in Rong Chi's eyes were getting thicker at this time.