The man replied: "I'm afraid the heavy rain won't stop for a while. How can you withstand the wind and cold with your weak bones?"
After a pause, he continued: "Even if he catches up with me, I will probably die, but I don't want to wrong you."
Murong Fu and Li Mochou looked at each other and looked towards the door. After a while, a man and woman came in.
The light in the small temple was dim, and the appearance was not clearly visible. All that could be seen was that the woman's white clothes were soaked, her curves were exposed, and her figure was graceful.
Murong Fu secretly swallowed his saliva, but when he saw the two of them cuddling closely together, he expected that they must be husband and wife, so he immediately lost interest.
When the man saw someone in the temple, he was startled for a moment, and then he slightly cupped his hands and said, "The two of us were traveling all night, and we encountered heavy rain, so we took shelter in a precious place."
Murong Fu waved his hand casually, "Please do as you please, this temple doesn't belong to me either."
The man helped the woman approach the fire. By the light of the fire, Murong Fu could see their faces clearly. The man was in his thirties, luxuriously dressed, with a handsome face, and a slight shadow between his eyebrows.
The woman is twenty-three or four, wearing a golden phoenix hairpin on her head. She has a beautiful face and fair skin, making her a handsome and charming young woman.
Murong Fu's evaluation of the man immediately dropped a few points. He only thought that he was "luxuriously dressed and had a wretched face."
While Murong Fu looked at the two of them, they also looked at Murong Fu and Li Mochou. When the woman saw Murong Fu's face clearly, she secretly praised in her heart, "What a handsome young man."
When the man saw Li Mochou's stunning appearance, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he unconsciously turned his head to look at the woman in white, as if she was comparing something. However, the woman in white did not notice anything strange about the man.
The heavy rain was falling outside, and the four people in the small temple were sitting quietly in front of the fire. "Cough!" Suddenly the woman in white coughed lightly, and the man hurriedly said: "Lan Mei, what's wrong with you? Are you suffering from the cold?"
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The woman shook her head and said softly: "I'm fine."
The man pondered for a while, then glanced at Murong Fu and the two of them, "Brother, can you please go out for a while? I...my wife's clothes are wet..."
When the woman heard the words "my wife", her face turned red and she looked slightly coy. The man smiled at her and said, "I want to change her clothes."
Before Murong Fu could speak, Li Mochou snorted coldly, "What does your wife's clothes have to do with us if they are wet? If you want to go out and change yourself, we were here first and we will not let you go."
It turned out that when Murong Fu was staring at the young woman just now, Li Mochou noticed it, and he felt angry for no reason.
The man's expression suddenly turned ugly, "Humph, you can do it even if you don't do it, and you can do it even if you don't do it."
Originally, he had some pity for this stunning woman and only planned to let the young man out, but now he wanted to drive them both out.
Li Mochou sneered, "Oh, what a loud tone." As she spoke, her right hand secretly grasped the hilt of the sword.
The man seemed to be stimulated. He raised the sword and was about to unsheath it. The woman quickly grabbed his arm and said, "Brother Tian, forget it!"
"But you..."
The woman reached out and pressed the man's lips, "Stop making trouble."
At this moment, "Hey hey hey" came three deep sneers.
The man and the woman were as if struck by lightning, their faces were as white as paper, and their bodies were trembling. Murong Fu was also shocked. The inner strength of this person was probably only slightly inferior to that of Xiao Yuanshan.
The four of them looked toward the door. Within a moment, they saw a tall, thin man with a sallow complexion appearing at the door. He was holding a package in his left hand and holding a sword in his right hand.
The big man glanced at the people in the temple, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, he drew his sword and stabbed the man before. The man pushed the woman in white away and raised his sword to meet her.
When the big man drew his sword, Murong Fu pulled Li Mochou back. He secretly guessed who these three people were, "Lan Mei, Brother Tian, a master of swordsmanship...could it be Tian Guinong and Nan Lan! Those who came in after that"
The big man must be the 'Golden Faced Buddha' Miao Renfeng!"
Tian Guinong was obviously far from Miao Renfeng's opponent. He had just struck a few moves at this moment. Tian Guinong was already a little unable to resist. With a thought in his heart, he attacked the package on Miao Renfeng's left hand.
Miao Renfeng seemed to be very concerned about the package and was actually restrained by him. However, Nan Lan looked anxious and shouted sweetly: "Don't hurt the child."
The bodies of the two people on the field trembled at the same time, both of them showing their flaws. However, Miao Renfeng was much smarter than Tian Guinong. He reacted instantly and kicked Tian Guinong away. Then, with a movement of his body, the tip of his sword pointed at Tian Guinong.
On the neck of Tian Guinong.
Nan Lan was horrified, and hurriedly rushed to Tian Guinong, blocking Miao Renfeng's sword, and said: "Thousands of mistakes are all my fault. If you want to kill me, just kill me. As a couple, we are together."
As a matter of love, I just ask you...please let me go and let Gui Nong go."
Although she was admitting her mistake and begging for mercy, her eyes were firm and showed no regrets.
Tian Guinong also raised his head and chest, "If you want to kill me, it's none of Lan Mei's business."
"You..." Looking at this beloved wife, Miao Renfeng was unable to say a single word and felt her heart bleed.
At this time, "Mother, mother..." came the cry of two children, and then the package opened automatically, and a little girl of three or four years old emerged from it.
The little girl's round eyes were still stained with tears. She glanced around, and when she saw Nan Lan, she opened her arms and shouted: "Mother, mother, Lan Lan wants you..." It turned out that it was the little girl who heard this.
Nanlan woke up to the sound of her voice.
"Mother, mother..." This heartbreaking call touched Miao Renfeng's heart. The sword in his hand trembled and he said: "You... you come back with me. I will treat it as if nothing has happened.
I care about you and love you."
Originally, Miao Renfeng was not good at words, but she had already recited these words in her heart a thousand times. If she didn't say them now, she might never have the chance to say them in the future.
Nan Lan shook her head resolutely, "I can't go back, and I don't want to go back. I love him." After saying that, she turned back and looked at Tian Guinong affectionately.
Seeing Nan Lan's affectionate eyes, Miao Renfeng's heart gradually sank. It was the first time in his life that he saw her eyes with such affection, but they were not looking at him, not even on their wedding night.
"Mother, mother, don't you want Lanlan anymore..." The little girl started to cry. Miao Renfeng slowly put away the long sword, ignored the little girl's struggle, and wrapped the little girl carefully with oil steps.
He turned around and glanced at Murong Fu and the other two, then went out and left. In the distance, he could hear the little girl's voice saying "Mother, mother...".
Family scandals should not be made public. Miao Renfeng acted openly and aboveboard, so he would not have any thoughts of murdering others. However, Tian Guinong was different.
After seeing Miao Renfeng go away, Tian Guinong glanced at Murong Fu and Li Mochou, thinking that if this matter spreads out, I, the head of the Tianlong Sect, will be in trouble. The child is nothing to worry about, but the woman can.