Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 272 Will He Come? (two)
The news of Huangfu Yanran's imprisonment spread quickly, even ordinary people in Mortal Realm knew about it, but unfortunately, there are always some things in the world that ordinary people can't control, which is just nonsense after dinner.

Big things are managed by big people.

Huangfu Yanran and Xiaohong were imprisoned in the same cell, in this small town, it was a private dungeon set up by the Huangfu family.

"Miss, just eat something, your health is important." A woman in red half knelt on the ground, holding a dinner plate on her chest.

Huangfu Yanran didn't look back, her hair was disheveled, and she stared blankly at the flickering fire outside the window.

"Get out! Traitor!" Looking at Huangfu Yanran, Xiao Hong stared at the woman in red and shouted, her face stern.

Hearing this, the woman in red frowned, put down the dinner plate, got up and exited helplessly, and stopped again when she reached the door.

"Miss, I can't help this subordinate. I don't want to die so early. You should eat something. The Patriarch has already released the news of your imprisonment, saying that he wants to lure the masked man back. That's right, it was before The one you call the lucky star. This subordinate is incompetent, so I can only help you with this." With her head lowered, the woman in red stood at the door and said, after she finished speaking, she sighed helplessly, and then she backed out, and said Lock the prison door with a shiny black chain.

"Fu Xing? Hehe." It wasn't until the woman walked away that Huangfu Yanran smiled desolately. Countless memories of the past resurfaced in his heart, but there was no excitement or heartache, only a touch of melancholy.

If there is fate but no share, it is just passing by, adding to the sadness.

She doesn't want to do anything now, and she doesn't want to think about anything, she just wants to sit quietly and look at the darkness forever.

If you don't want to, don't move, if you don't move, you won't get hurt.

"Miss, do you think he will come?" Xiaohong walked over and asked timidly, her cold beautiful eyes were no longer murderous, only a hint of innocence and helplessness, but in her heart, she thought of that long face.

Huangfu lowered his head sweetly, and smiled self-deprecatingly, but did not answer, thinking, it was reasonable for him not to come, if he really came, how would he face it?

Chased and killed by all ages, he and the Huangfu's family are already at odds. In the Valley of the Fallen Gods, he killed his grandfather, and he seriously injured him. It doesn't matter whether it is love or hate. What is important is the relationship between her and him. , can no longer be the same as before.

"Xiaohong, are you afraid?" After a while, she looked back at Xiaohong and smiled softly.

Xiao Hong shook her head and said firmly: "I am not afraid of anything if I can be with Miss."

"Hehe," Huangfu Yanran smiled gratefully, "Although I, Huangfu Yanran, is a girl, I have lived my entire life well. Who would have thought that you would be by my side in the end."

"Miss..." Xiaohong couldn't help crying, "Xiaohong has no regrets, Xiaohong has been following you since entering the Huangfu's house, and has already regarded you as my sister. No matter what the future holds, I will follow you. "

Huangfu Yanran shook her head, and cast her eyes out of the window, "You don't have to follow me, you have your own way to go. Don't worry, I won't let you die. After you go out, go find that big long face. By the way Tell that person, just say..."

She paused for a while, her delicate body trembled inexplicably, her beautiful eyes could not help but mist, and her voice trembled, "Just say, Yanran never regretted knowing him, and Yanran was the happiest when he was around. It's just that , there are some things, I can't change the beginning, and I can't face the ending. From now on, I just want to walk through the long years alone, and I only hope that when he stands in the sky one day, he can still Think of me, only think of those happy past."

After finishing speaking, Huangfu Yanran couldn't help crying. She tried her best to control her tears, but she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Miss... Wuwu... Why are you doing this, you are not wrong, and he is not wrong..." Xiao Hong also cried, squatting on the ground, holding Huangfu Yanran's hand, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

She and him had an unresolved relationship.

Three days later, Wang Mu came.

Brother Wang also wanted to come earlier, damn it, the bastard Huangfu Leiting was too quick.

On the grass outside the town, there are still scars from the war, and there are huge potholes everywhere.

Wang Mu, Ye Feng, and Yan Kuan lay quietly in a big pit, with three pairs of eyes staring straight at the brightly lit town ahead, looking serious, like wolves preparing to forage.

From time to time, a group of red-clothed men and women would pass by in the town, carrying long swords, patrolling back and forth. There were several groups of people, and the interval between each other was only a few seconds.

"Damn, the defense is quite strict." Yan Kuan grinned and cursed.

"Brother, I think it's better to find the place where Huangfu Yanran is locked up first, so as not to take Huangfu Leiting as a hostage." Ye Feng's cold voice came.

Wang Mu nodded, agreeing with this idea, first rescue Huangfu Yanran before he can show his strength.

"Brother, and Xiaohong, you can't just save your son, and leave me alone." Looking at Wang Mu in the middle, Yan Kuan suddenly became nervous.

Wang Mu rolled his eyes, turned his head and gave Yan Kuan a blank look, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, I won't forget."

Yan Kuan smiled in satisfaction, raised his thick eyebrows again, moved his long face close to Wang Mu's ear, and said with a sly smile: "Brother, after you rescue Xiaohong later, I will help you say a few more good words. Tell her, in fact, you I didn't want to come to save her, I insisted on coming, and I forced you to die, and you knelt and begged for several days before you agreed, crying out of grief, anyway, no matter how touching it is, Xiaohong will definitely be very sad Thanks to me, that brother will have hope for the rest of his life. Quack."

As he talked, Yan Kuan became happy, and his saliva flowed out.

Wang Mu looked dumbfounded, Ye Feng on the other side had already buried his head in the soil, Yan Kuan was so fucking crooked.

"Okay, stop talking, you two stay here, I'll arrest someone and ask." After a pause, Wang Mu stared at Yan Kuan and scolded. After finishing speaking, he took out the dragon pattern mask from his bosom After wearing it on the face, the figure turned into a phantom and rushed out.

Using mental power to wrap his body tightly, he lifted up the Butterfly Dance and Flower Spiritual Step, and after a few dodges, Wang Mu appeared on top of a pavilion in the small town.

Lying on the roof and looking down, I saw that apart from a few teams of patrolling monks, there were also some monks holding torches standing quietly in every corner.

His superb gaze slowly swept over these standing monks, and Wang Mu finally identified a guy with only Jindan stage.

Just as the patrol team of more than a dozen people passed by holding torches, Wang Mu's figure suddenly disappeared from the roof without a sound. When he looked again, the monk standing under the pavilion had disappeared.

"thump!"

A few seconds later, a man in red fell into the pit outside the town. His cultivation had been sealed. The man lay motionless on the ground, his round eyes full of horror. The color, holding a torch that has been extinguished in his hand.

Wang Mu, who was wearing a mask, then flashed in, and squatted down with Yan Kuan and Ye Feng to surround the man in front of him.

"Yes, it's you? Ah..." Seeing the familiar faces of Wang Mu and Yan Kuan, the man tremblingly yelled, and immediately planned to yell loudly.

"Fuck me, keep your voice down!" Yan Kuan glared, raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's neck, making the opponent's unspoken cry stuck in his throat.

"Tell me, where is my bastard locked up?" Yan Kuan said fiercely with his eyes wide open.

Ye Feng next to him looked at Yan Kuan like a ghost, and then sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, the lying man looked terrified and struggled and said, "You, who is your bastard?"

"Crack!" Yan Kuan slapped his face and shouted furiously, "Damn, don't you know who my wife is? Of course it's Xiao Hong! Don't you think we are talented and beautiful?"

Wang Mu raised his hand to his temple, and Ye Feng grinned with an expression of wanting to vomit.

"Say! Where is Xiaohongguan?" Yan Kuan took a deep breath and shouted again.

Wang Mu patted Yan Kuan on the shoulder, and added: "There is also Yan Ran, let's ask them together, don't just worry about you."

"Oh yes." Yan Kuan nodded quickly, pinched the man in red again and asked, "Did you hear that? Where are Miss Yanran and Xiaohong?"

The man in red blinked his eyes, was stunned for a moment before he realized Yan Kuan's foolishness, and then smiled, "Just because you want to save people here? Do you know that our Patriarch has already set a net for you, I'm just waiting for you to come. Hehe, have you heard of Huangfu Leiting's name? The cultivation base of the fourth-order Great Luo Jinxian is just you, hehe..."

"Crack!" Yan Kuan slapped him again, and the man in red spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was swollen.

"Damn it, I'm asking where you are locked up, not what kind of bullshit patriarch you are! Tell me quickly, believe it or not, I killed you?"

"Bah," the man struggled and turned his head to spit out a mouthful of blood, then stared at Yan Kuan with a vicious smile and said, "Kill me if you have the guts, and if you kill me, you don't want to know where they are locked up. If you have the ability, go inside Go catch someone, hehe, once you are discovered..."

"Fuck, shit, shit!"

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Before the other party finished speaking, Yan Kuan's series of slaps went up, and the man in red suddenly had stars in his eyes, and his face became like a pig.

"Grandma, play tough with me, right? Well, I want to see how tough you are." Staring at the man in red, Yan Kuan gave a disdainful laugh, then knelt in front of him and began to take off his clothes. Pants.

(End of this chapter)