Then she turned quietly and never saw anyone again.

Duan Xin's heart moved. He saw that a sentence asking for death was not worth dying, which touched a chord of Shangguan Youji. When he saw her silently bow her head and look lonely and helpless, doubts rose in his heart.

Fresh blood splashed out, dazzling in the sun.

Finally, he fell down reluctantly, put his hand on the wound, felt the blood gurgling, and knew that he would die, but he smiled, looked at Duan Xin, grinned and said, "do you think it's over? This is just the beginning! "

Duan Xin suddenly clicked in his heart.

Just then, his cell phone rang. It was a text message sent by Xiao Yun: "Duan Shao, be careful, Wang Liuliu escaped successfully..."

At the moment, Mu Haiyang clapped his hands and laughed. Ignoring Duan Xin's embarrassment, he praised: "well, it's so handsome. Duan Shao is really surrounded by talented soldiers and strong generals. Even his wife is so domineering. I knew this boy can't hold up at all. In order to admire the strength of the next Duan Shao, don't blame my brother for watching the fun."

While talking, a group of his men came. There were short haired Zhenzi and others in the team. They were captured alive.

Mu Haiyang waved his hand and said, "don't you let people go?"

When she was free, short haired Zhenzi's face was still angry. If she had not been attacked just now, she would not have been held against her forehead with a gun. However, if she was not angry, she took the lead to run to Shangguan Youji and asked for punishment with a face of Prudence: "sect leader, I'm wrong..."

Shangguan Youji waved her hand and asked them to prepare the car.

Duan Xin took back his cell phone, nodded and said, "man, I'm really interested in watching the excitement."

Mu Haiyang laughed, his eyes flashed a touch of cunning and said, "Duan Shao promised money?"

Without hesitation, Duan Xin immediately called Qi Tianji and asked him to transfer $100 million to Mu Haiyang's account.

After a short time, he confirmed that the money was in the account. Mu Haiyang couldn't smile any more. He even took the initiative to hug Duan Xin.

With a smile in his mind, Duan hid the killing machine and said, "man, how did you come here?"

"Why am I here?" Mu Haiyang sighed and said, "it's not for business. Duan Shao doesn't know. There are a lot of soldiers over the mountain. I'll give them some pills and beauties to make some extra money. I'm dying on the way. I heard that they want to harm Duan Shao, so I can't agree, so I just bring them to Duan Shao's disposal."

He said it without blushing or jumping, as if the falling stone he had done had never happened at all.

Duan Xin smiled with him and said, "since that's the case, I won't delay my brother's making a fortune."

Mu Haiyang said: "well, let's drink together another day. Remember, don't call Arle. That boy can drink too much. He can't do it. I think Duan Shao doesn't look good. I need more rest. I won't disturb him."

Then he put a finger on Shangguan Youji and Duan Xin, smiled at the meaning that men knew, then waved his hand and said, "bye, bye!"

He said to go now, just like he came here.

Malone came to Duan Xin and said, "brother, how are you?"

Duan Xin held his breath and said, "I can't die."

"You're great!" Malone picked up his thumb to Duan Xin and said, "that boy, let me shoot him."

Looking at the direction of Mu Haiyang's departure, Duan Xin sneered: "let him cry first, and one day sooner or later."

The car changed direction and came to a house in the mountains.

The house is very old. There is an ancient flavor of the times inside and outside. If Duan Xin hadn't come in from the front door, they would doubt that they had gone through it.

In the distance, you can see a classical cloister with dark purple carved hurdles emitting sandalwood aroma. On both sides, there are near water platforms and gardens. Walking through the cloister, you can see a spacious hall with several ancient tables and chairs in the center and several celadon tea sets on the square table.

Inside is a bedroom.

This is a secret stronghold of the ghost sect.

The first time he went to bed, Duan Xin didn't remember. He felt that he had been lying down for ten years. Fatigue and pain seemed like a beast, but he insisted on holding on. He had missed a scene where Shangguan Youji healed for himself. He didn't want to miss it again.

Shangguan Youji was carefully wrapped up.

Sniffing her faint fragrance, Duan Xin was intoxicated again, but he also found that as soon as the Qingcheng woman came back, there was always a faint sadness in her eyebrows, which was not as cold as when she first met.

Duan Xin couldn't help but want to explore her secret. He gently shook her hand and said, "what are you thinking?"

Shangguan Youji was stunned and said, "how do you know which way we go? Who gave him the news? "

Duan Xin also had doubts, but he didn't want to think about it at the moment. He said, "you know that's not what I want to ask."

Although Shangguan Youji felt Duan Xin's concern, she still responded with cold eyes and said, "take a day off and I'll take you tomorrow."

As soon as she left, little Lori ran into the door and saw that Malone, Luo Yi and Wu Cheng were all guarding Duan Xin's door and said, "what are you doing? How's Duan big fool? "

Malone said, "he's still alive."

Luo also sighed: "yes, he is still alive. Some people must be unhappy. For example, they provide the route to the informants who want to die."

Wu Cheng said coldly, "if I know who he is, I promise to break him."

Little Laurie's eyes were shining. She withdrew two steps for some reason and said, "you're sick. You're three freaks. No, plus Duan big fool, you're four!"

Luo also said, "so clever, do you know who is the informant?"

Little Laurie said, "cut, what informer? You don't protect Duan fool well. You blame others. I haven't seen it."

With that, she slipped out.

One day, another night.

Duan Xin healed all the wounds that could be cured with the tongue of all souls. He could get out of bed. Then, he couldn't lie down. He dressed himself up in the mirror and said, "you are a dynamic person, nicknamed charming dashai."

Midnight, cool.

The night in the deep mountains always has its own mystery and joy. When the tired birds return to their nests, the trees rustle, when the bright moon is hanging high and scattered with long white light, if you are willing to drink a pot of wine and live near the water tower, you will first feel at ease.

No matter between Jin and Song Dynasties, they are above Xihuang.

Duan Xin is neither emperor nor God. After enjoying the night scene, he thought of beauty!

Then he quietly touched and appeared in front of Shangguan Youji's house.

The room is lit by candles. There is fragrance and flower fragrance in the room.

He raised his hand to knock on the door and stopped by magic. He leaned close to his ears and listened carefully to the sound inside.

Only quiet, quiet flower fragrance.

Perhaps because it was too close, the door was squeezed open by his big skull.

He was quite worried that the creak of the wooden door would wake the sleeping beauty, but to his surprise, there was no sound.