Chapter 946

When Fang Xie woke up, he didn't know how many days had passed, just as he didn't know how many days it took to catch up from Jiangnan to Chang'an city. When you wake up, Fang Xie has only one feeling and has a splitting headache. It's like drinking a jar of aged wine last night. My mind is like a mess.

When he woke up, it took him a while to find himself in a carriage. The carriage staggered and didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Then he saw the familiar beautiful faces, but they were all so haggard.

Almost all his women were there. Just as he chased Yang Jian all the way to Chang'an City, their footprints chased him to Chang'an. It's just that these are two completely different emotions. Fang Xie smiled apologetically at them and didn't know how to explain.

Then he found that no one blamed him.

"Go to bed again. The genius is dark."

Mu Xiaoyao helped him cover the quilt. The gentle warmth from his neck made him feel very comfortable and down-to-earth. Shen qingfan sat on the other side of him, while Mo Congzhi sat by the window and looked outside. It seemed that he didn't care if the other party woke up. Then Fang Xie heard the snoring, not big, but very deep.

Fang Xie found a fat man who slept so sweet.

"This guy..."

Fang Xie shook his head and smiled.

"When we found you, he and you were on Luo Weiran's shoulder. We didn't know where Luo Weiran was going to take you, but it seemed that he didn't mean any harm to you. However, he didn't dare to stay in Chang'an and left the city overnight."

Mu Xiaoyao explained.

"How long did I sleep?"

Fang Xie asked.

"Seven days"

Shen qingfan replied, "Gyeonggi road has been gone for more than half before you wake up. If you don't breathe steadily all the way, I'm afraid you'll think you're dead."

Fang Xie shook his head: "All the way from Jiangnan to Chang'an depends on running... I don't know why. Before Xiang qingniu and I went to Yang Jian's camp, chaos disappeared. That night, he looked very upset and walked back and forth outside my room. I thought about killing da you with Yang Jian, but I didn't care. After dawn, he was gone."

"When we felt Guyuan City, we asked about your whereabouts. The soldiers on patrol saw the white lion running all the way to the west before dawn, but they just didn't know where to go. The speed of chaos was too fast. Even if someone saw it, it couldn't be stopped. Besides, it only listened to you and Sasa, and others couldn't stop it even if they were in front."

Mu Xiaoyao said.

Fang Xie was a little stunned, and suddenly thought of the man in white he saw before he went to Yangjian camp. He said he wanted to go west, and then the white lion went away in chaos, also to the West.

Thinking of the man and the lion, Fang Xie suddenly realized something. He couldn't help raising his hand and patting hard on his forehead, looking a little annoyed: "I was so stupid that I didn't think it would be him... But no wonder Sasa told me that he had been dead for thousands of years, and I really didn't think he was still alive. But now think about it, King lunming can live for more than 1000 years. He created a path of cultivation, and he can't be worse than King lunming."

"Who are you talking about?"

Asked the sinking fan.

"Remember the man in white?"

Fang Xie said, "that's the man in white you chased with Sa Sa last time."

"Who is he?"

Asked the sinking fan.

"If you guessed correctly this time... He should be the rustling ancestor and the person who created the practice... He used to be king on the grassland of the western regions, and King Dalun Ming was just his entourage."

"Sangluan?!"

Mu Xiaoyao and Shen qingfan said the name almost at the same time.

They all heard sang Sasa tell stories about her family, so they are not unfamiliar with the name of Sang Luan. Although the people of the Central Plains have always denied that the practice comes from the western regions, everyone knows that the man named sang Luan is the only fact in the world. It is the man who realized the Tao under the mulberry tree more than a thousand years ago that can have the status of a practitioner for a thousand years.

"Can't it be him?"

Mu Xiaoyao's eyes were incredible: "Sa Sa said he was dead and killed by the sneak attack of King lunming."

"It can only be him."

Solution: "I remember that he once paid special attention to Sasa and told me that if I lost her, he would kill me. Sasa showed mercy to him several times, and I still remember the joy in his eyes when he knew that Sasa was pregnant. Just before I went to Yangjian camp, he came to me and told me that he wanted to travel west. He also said that maybe he had thought about the order of the world, So I'm going to have a look. "

"Before he left, chaos disappeared."

"But..."

Shen qingfan asked, "it's not that you haven't seen the man in white before. Hundun is also with you. Why didn't hundun chase him away before?"

"Maybe..."

Fang Xie suddenly felt a tight heart: "chaos has a feeling that is far more sensitive than people. Is sang Luan in danger this time?"

After his words, all the people in the carriage were quiet.

"I think it's better not to tell Sa Sa after going back... She took Ning'er and was worried about you. We haven't had time to send a letter to report peace this time. She must be anxious. If we tell her that sang Luan is still alive, she must be very surprised, and then tell her that sang Luan may die this time... I'm afraid she will suffer such ups and downs No. "

Mu Xiaoyao said.

"It's cruel."

Shen qingfan shook his head: "but it's her right to know. Because she is the descendant of sangluan, no one is more qualified to know the truth than her."

Fang Xie was confused. For a moment, sang Sa Sa's pure and beautiful face, and for a moment, the man in white smiled and said those irrelevant words to him. His body was still very weak, and he began to sink with many things in his mind. Before long, he fell asleep again.

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This time Fang Xie didn't sleep long and woke up at dawn. Compared with waking up yesterday, without a headache, my mental state is much better. He didn't open his eyes in a hurry, but first tried to feel the air sea of Dantian. Under examination, we can clearly notice that the seven Qi veins reappear in the Dantian Qi sea, that is, the original unformed Qi veins have been sound.

Without the strange red like the sea of blood, Fang Xie was still worried about whether the red was related to Luo Yao.

Then he smelled a fragrance.

When I opened my eyes and looked, I saw the fat man sitting next to him, clutching a chicken leg and eating it with relish. There were oil stains on his hands and corners of his mouth, and many chicken bones were thrown on and next to his clothes

"How much did you eat?"

Fang Xie couldn't help asking.

"Where am I eating? It's clear that the baby in my stomach is eating..."

When Fang Xie woke up, Xiang qingniu blushed and quickly explained. But the explanation was so strange that the people in the carriage couldn't help laughing. Those women wanted to laugh and were embarrassed to laugh wantonly. They felt uncomfortable when they sipped their mouths. The corners of their mouths were hooked up. They looked very hard.

It seemed that he noticed some ambiguity in his words. Xiang qingniu immediately bah: "bah, spit... I'm talking about fish. I'm feeding fish!"

Fang Xie smiled and shook his head: "it's all right?"

Xiang qingniu didn't care. His oily hands rubbed against the dirty Taoist robe, and then tore off a piece of chicken and handed it to Fang Xie: "this is the mushroom chicken we bought when we passed Langgu county this morning. It tastes really good. Sister Mu bought seven, and they ate one of them. I only ate five and a half, and left you the best half..."

He looked at the chicken butt he had torn off. It was obvious that he couldn't go on.

"At first, he bought three. He finished two before he went out thirty meters..."

Mu Xiaoyao pursed his mouth and smiled, "I have to go back and buy again."

"If you go out like this, who believes you are a Taoist priest?"

Fang Xie said with a smile.

"Why bother him so much!"

Xiang qingniu rubbed his stomach and seemed to have some unfinished business: "anyway, no one believes I'm a Taoist priest when I go out. I'm afraid of farting? And don't think sister Mu bought a few mushroom chickens. Sister Mu loves me. I ran after you for most of the Central Plains. How can you compensate me for the meat I lost?"

Fang Xie looked carefully and found that Xiang qingniu was actually thinner and darker. Originally, it was like a white steamed bread just out of the pot. Now it is like a lump of buckwheat steamed bread just out of the pot.

"I didn't catch up with you. Yang Jian is dead?"

Xiang qingniu asked after tidying up his mood, and his tone became serious.

"Dead"

Fang Xie nodded: "I just didn't expect that the tiger would kill him."

"Pounce on the tiger?!"

Xiang qingniu was obviously stunned. After being silent for a long time, he sighed: "that black child... It's so bitter. Just think about it."

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It's been a bit chaotic these days, so Fang Xie forgot the season. When he opened the window curtain of the carriage and looked out, he was surprised to find that the trees in Gyeonggi were half bald and a layer of leaves fell on the ground. It was late autumn again. Day by day, year by year, it passed so fast.

When chasing Yang Jian all the way before, where did you have the mind to pay attention to those fallen leaves.

"If you go back to Chang'an, you should go to worship."

Xiang qingniu's mood obviously hasn't recovered. Puhu killed Yang Jian and then took Yang Jian's body into the depths of the mausoleum. He doesn't need to doubt anything. Puhu's choice must be to leave the world with his big brother. Xiang qingniu is a man who looks smooth but has a simple and honest temperament. He is somewhat similar to the tiger. Although the two of them haven't met several times, it's strange that puhu is really so easy for people to treat him as their best friend.

This is the charm of Puma tiger's character. Who can say that he is ugly?

"He's not ugly..."

Xiang qingniu hung his head and looked at his dirty Taoist robe: "I forgot to tell him."

"I forgot to tell him, too."

Fang Xie put down the curtain and touched it. He didn't touch the wine pot or the pipe.

My mouth is a little astringent. I want to drink and smoke.

"Will we go back to Chang'an again?"

Xiang qingniu asked.

"Yes"

Fang Xie nodded: "when you go back, let Chang'an city change. The former solemnity has become dead, and the former grandeur has become rigid... When you go back, you must not let Chang'an go down like this."

"I suddenly..."

Xiang qingniu looked at Fang Xie and smiled bitterly: "I especially want to raise a cow and feed it meat."