The night show has come to an end.

However, their road is still long.

Another pair of outstanding guests also visited the stall.

What's more coincidental is that everyone is acquaintance.

After breakfast, Yin Jiu took the two of them and a demon to meet Ji Jingyun.

I don’t know if it was because Bai Lu followed him, Ji Jingyun rarely controlled himself not to run around with Ayin and Ayang, but instead squatted obediently in the corner to observe secretly. In the alley not far ahead, he was following the target.

Yue Qingyang had no idea what kind of fierce battle happened in the Qinhuai River last night. Yue Mansion was not close to the Qinhuai River, and the sound of wind and snow was raging. He lit the Anshen Incense in his house, but Yue Qingyang was always panicking.

Since the last time Feng Nishang was placed under house arrest by the French people, he has only seen Feng Nishang from afar. Although he could hear Feng Nishang's news from people and knew that Feng Nishang was safe, the situation was like this, and he could not be completely at ease.

However, the shock brought to him by Feng Nishang was stronger and stronger. Even if Feng Nishang didn't know, he was deeply influenced by her. But this did not prevent him from paying attention to her.

However, he is also the head of the family.

Yue Qingyang could not allow the Yue clan to continue to be involved in the whirlpool of the Jinling war, even if he was so worried about Feng Nishang. He had already given the death order. Before tonight, the Yue clan must evacuate from Jinling and travel far away. He could not return to his hometown until the war sank.

Reasonably, Yue Qingyang was able to make a choice, but unfortunately, emotionally, he still wanted to see Feng Nishang again, even if he wanted to leave a memory for the future disappearance.

So Yue Qingyang ran away before leaving.

He came to the vicinity of Fengfu Villa in the first ray of morning light. Yue Qingyang wandered in the alley, secretly looking at the bleak and deserted Fengfu behind the snow, hoping to see someone coming out of it. It doesn't matter whether he talks with Feng Nishang or not, just let him take a look. He never thought that Feng Nishang would never appear again.

Feng Nishang looked at Yue Qingyang quietly in the dark, and had no intention of meeting him.

She still doesn't understand.

In her life, she never dared to expect an outsider to blindly trust and care for her without knowing anything. Therefore, she never imagined that one day she would meet such a simple innocent child.

To be honest, if it weren't for the portrait that unexpectedly appeared in her life, she wouldn't be able to find the name and appearance of this person in her mind.

She had never investigated the changes in the Jinling Imperial City after this battle. Because she had done everything she could. Her mission had been completed.

So when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but feel curious.

This scene is the end of her, but for others, it is the midfielder.

So what happened after she stepped off the stage?

It doesn't seem to be all sad plots.

Yue Qingyang waited, waited until noon sunlight melted the snow, waited until the sunset shone over the earth, but the door of Fengfu Villa had never been opened.

Yue Qingyang's mood gradually became depressed. He thought worriedly: Could it be that Feng Nishang went out too early and encountered some trouble, so he was reluctant to return?

But he had no more time to wait. Outside the city, his family was also waiting for him. Just as he turned around in disappointment, the sound of horse hooves came from afar. Yue Qingyang's face and smile had not yet been taken back, but he saw a group of vicious men jumping off the horse. It was obvious that the visitor was not good.

The big men smashed open the gate of the other courtyard and rushed in, and soon brought out boxes of gold, silver and jewelry. Some of the ones that were too heavy and too big to be taken away would be broken and smashed. Yue Qingyang could even imagine that if it hadn't been snowing and it was difficult to put out the fire, these people would have set fire immediately.

But even so, the owner here did not appear.

Yue Qingyang understood that he would never see Feng Nishang again.

At this time, the big men had not left yet, and he could clearly hear the sound of them talking and laughing on the horses. Yue Qingyang, however, regardless of whether they would come back, rushed out of the alley and walked into the dilapidated Feng Family Courtyard. He looked at the messy scene in the yard and seemed to be able to feel Feng Nishang's mood when he left Feng Mansion.

But this once again confirmed his idea.

The little princess who can smile gently in the plum blossom forest, the girl who invisibly gave him a new life, has become an unattainable dream.

Suddenly a stone slab in front fell, revealing a secret passage.

Yue Qingyang walked in and wrapped all the things placed inside with clothes and took them out. He wanted to hide these, and maybe one day he would see her.

When Yue Qingyang was on the way outside the city, he heard a lot of rumors about Feng Nishang, but at this time he was able to stop arguing.

He would never wake up a group of people pretending to be asleep.

A theory has no meaning except adding some jokes to them.

The long river of time will always wash away the filth that sticks to Feng Nishang's body.

There are always some people who exist as immortality.

Yue Qingyang shuttled through the bustling streets. While walking, the last ray of sunlight disappeared, and lanterns lit up on the streets that should have been shrouded in darkness. Every household also lit up the lights. The moonlight and starlight shone on the land of Jinling together, even in the dark, there was still fluorescent light.

When Yue Qingyang stood on the mountainside and looked back, his already cold heart gradually warmed up.

He looked at the things in his arms and suddenly changed his initial thoughts. He might not be suitable to take them away. But he could not leave them in the fire of war.

These things are like their owners and should remain in this land.

"Mr. Bai, I will put Miss Nishang's things together with what you have entrusted me with, so that I will save some trouble."

Yue Qingyang took out the seven-star glass from the carriage, opened it, and placed things such as Bailing flutes inside. Yue Qingyang also put Feng Nishang's things in it and came alone to a mountain temple halfway up the mountainside of Xuanqiao Mountain, burying it under the jade statue.

He wanted to put his portrait of Feng Nishang in, but later he gave up after he didn't know what he thought of. He finally got on the carriage leaving Jinling and left with regret. On the way, he lifted the curtain and looked back, preparing to say goodbye to this land that had raised him for half his life. Perhaps it was his dazzled eyes. In an instant, he actually felt that he had seen Feng Nishang's figure.

Feng Nishang and Ye Wu were still standing inseparable from the huge rock in the distance.

Under the clear moonlight and starry sky, I seemed to have come to see you off for a special farewell.

Yue Qingyang hurriedly called for a stop, but after getting off the bus, there was nothing left.

Is it his illusion? Or a brief reality?

Yue Qingyang stared into the distance in a daze, took a deep breath, and then he saluted to the empty place with a straight face: "Miss Nishang, please take care of yourself."

The carriage gradually drifted away and eventually became a small black dot.

He didn't know that just after he got on the carriage again, Feng Nishang and Ye Wu were actually standing on the top of the mountain and watching him go away. It was not until he could no longer see the carriage that Feng Nishang closed his eyes and replied softly with a gentle expression: "Take care."

When the night wind suddenly rose, Ye Wu tied a cloak to her.

Yin Jiu hugged Su Qingwan and sat on an old pine tree not far away with a smile with a look of relief.

"Xiao Nishang is just too unfair. Of course, you have to say this directly."

When Feng Nishang was walking back, he heard Yin Jiu's words and frankly expressed his shame: "You are frank, you are shameless and frank."

Yin Jiu raised his eyebrows and said, "Teat you out of the house!"

Feng Nishang was not afraid of Yin Jiu's threat: "Ye Wu can take me in."

Ye Wu nodded and was very happy.

This is very eye-catching.

Yin Jiu covered Su Qingwan's eyes and jumped off the pine tree, looking like he was walking away angry.

But Su Qingwan could clearly feel that Yin Jiu was very happy at this moment.

After a long period of time, the proud little princess is finally willing to rely on it.

This is a good transition, isn't it?

Su Qingwan refused to expose the happy boss Yin alone.

After all, she is a caring wife.

Ji Jingyun, halfway up the mountain, followed Ayin and Ayang rolling on the ground boredly.

They kept staring at Yue Qingyang. Not only did they not see the little princess fighting against the demons, but now they were still left to guard the Seven Star Liuli, and they were almost bored.

Bai Lu, who was standing beside him, knew that he was powerless to stop the silly brothers. He turned his head and stood a little further away silently, and then a little further away. What if he was infected.

Alas, why haven’t Master Jiu come back yet!

Ji Jingyun was filled with helpless heart sounds. If he continued to be so bored, he felt that he was almost depressed. He was a monster with entertainment needs, not a little water snake like Ayin and Ayang who was interested in eating, drinking and sleeping.

Why is the little bully in Dongcheng only worthy of being responsible for catching up?

Why does he only dare to complain in his heart?

Because he didn't dare to talk to Yin Jiu.

At this time in the small world, he ran to Yuxu Mountain to find Yazi Wuhengjun.

Last time, Yin Jiu wanted to chop off his chicken claws and drink for this matter. He finally avoided it. If he made a fuss, Yin Jiu suddenly remembered that he would just settle the score in the autumn after a while, and he would really have no place to cry.

Thousands of words are summarized into one reason: it is all his fault.

Ji Jingyun buried her head in the soil and prevented the tears of sadness from flowing out.

He was so devoted to his sadness that he didn't even respond when Ayin and Ayang pulled his hair, but Bai Lu pulled him out.

This colorful radish is quite heavy.

"What are you doing? Xiaolulu, you're immoral. Who doesn't have a room to cry secretly?" Ji Jingyun's face was strange and there was no dirt on her face, but she burst into tears. It looked really miserable and wanted someone to beat her up.

Bai Lu used to hand over a handkerchief: "Stop playing, the Seven-Star Liuli was stolen. I don't want Master Jiu to know that you didn't work hard, so just chase him."

"Seven-star Glazed Glazed?" Ji Jingyun was a little stupid.

Ayin and Ayang crawled into his ears and shouted, "It's the Seven-Star Glazed Lilac!"

Ji Jingyunqing didn't wake up and didn't know that Bai Lu was almost deaf.

Bai Lu covered her ears with foresight and looked at Ji Jingyun sympathetically.

Ji Jingyun finally turned his brain around when his ears were regaining his hearing. He looked at the empty pit under the jade statue and quickly judged the direction of the thief's escape: "You little monsters dare to steal things under your uncle Ji's nose. You little monsters are so brave!"
To be continued...