Less than fifty miles southwest of the Northwest Daying, there is a winding river. It is winter and the river has been frozen. Going west along the river, there is a mulberry forest, and there is a dilapidated wooden house in the forest. Perhaps it was used by the forest guards in the early years, but it has long been abandoned now.

Han Mo followed Yan Xueji on Jueying and rode from the northwest camp. The horses were bumping along the way. Yan Xueji held his waist behind him, rubbing her body. The tall and straight breasts of the hot and delicate body rubbed against Han Mo's back intentionally or unintentionally. It was inevitable that Han Mo was very erotic and charming. What was most confused about was the eldest disciple of Shang Zhongli whom he was about to meet.

Having Yan Xueji by her side means having the most powerful bodyguard in the world, so naturally he doesn't need to bring a guard around. Moreover, he has also changed into ordinary clothes to avoid his armor being too eye-catching.

Now that I am in the northwest, I must have countless eyes fixed on me. The secret spies and assassins from other countries are probably waiting for the opportunity.

Stalking the horse in front of the dilapidated wooden house in Mangshulin, the two turned over and got off the horse. Yan Xueji took off the cloak hat that was covered by her head, and her black hair poured down like a waterfall. With every move, she was full of charming atmosphere and made people feel moved.

Han Mo tied Jueying to a tree, then looked at the wooden house, frowned, and asked, "He...is inside?"

Yan Xueji nodded without saying much, twisted her waist and said softly, "Come with me!" Her steps were light and she walked towards the dilapidated house. Han Mo hesitated for a moment, and looked at Yan Xueji's swaying graceful back, and finally followed.

Although his identity now destined to be careful every step he takes, he still trusts Yan Xueji very much, not to mention that Yan Xueji's skills really have other plans, and he is definitely not an opponent.

He quickly walked to Yan Xueji and held Yan Xueji's hand. Yan Xueji turned her head and looked at him, her eyes flowing, and she chuckled, "Be good, little brother, sister will take you to see a friend!"

Han Mo asked, "Good sister, I'm not familiar with him, why did he meet me?" Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "He is the eldest disciple of the Saint General, which is equivalent to... your senior brother, the so-called elder brother is like a father, is it... you want me to meet your family and settle our affairs?"

Yan Xueji gave him a blank look and said with a smile: "Do you really have the courage to marry me?"

Han Mo nodded hurriedly and said, "No need to doubt this. As long as you agree, we can do the wedding at any time..."

Yan Xueji smiled and said, "Little bastard, if you really marry me, I can't keep you at the Three Obediences and Four Virtues. If you want to keep it, you should keep the Three Obediences and Four Virtues from me and listen to me in everything. If it goes against my will, your life will be difficult. In this way, will you still dare to marry me?"

Han Mo smiled and said, "As for how to keep it, when we discuss the marriage, sit down and study it carefully."

Yan Xueji smiled with a charming smile, walked to the door of the house, gave Han Mo a blank look, and said softly: "Little bastard, you are allowed to talk nonsense when you enter the house, be careful that I will bite you to death!" At this point, she bared her teeth at Han Mo. Her white teeth had no terrifying appearance, but were indescribably charming.

Han Mo'er beat for a moment. At this time, when he arrived at the door, Yan Xueji quietly pulled her hand out of his hand and looked at the already very worn door.

The door was opened and a head was poked out. Han Mo knew him, but he was Shoumao, one of Yan Xueji's three confidants. He had a long face. He looked at Yan Xueji, then looked at Han Mo and nodded slightly.

Han Mo nodded as well and followed Yan Xueji into the house.

The house was very dark, and there was a bonfire. Next to the bonfire, a man in gray was lying on a pair of hay. At the corner of the house, Yan Xueji's other two subordinates Erhu and Monkey were sitting there. Erhu's arms were wrapped in cloth towels, as if he was injured. When Yan Xueji and Han Mo came in, both of them nodded to Han Mo.

Yan Xueji walked gently to the man in gray who was lying by the bonfire, knelt down, and said softly: "He is here!"

Han Mo frowned and walked towards him step by step. He felt that the figure of this person was very familiar. When he got closer, he was shocked when he saw the man's face and said in a lost voice: "Bai...Bai Yelang!"

Lying by the bonfire, it was Han Mo's younger brother Bai Yelang.

Aunt Bi was sick, and Han Mo invited Bai Yelang to Fengguo and his party. Bai Yelang agreed happily, but since that time, there has been no news. Han Mo never thought that he would see Bai Yelang again here today.

Could it be that Bai Yelang is Shang Zhongli’s eldest disciple? Could it be that he was the boy who saved Yan Xueji several times?

He looked at it in surprise and saw that Bai Yelang's gray clothes were covered with blood. The blood had dried up and the blood had turned dark brown. Looking at his appearance, he seemed to have suffered extremely serious injuries.

He hurriedly squatted down and looked at Bai Yelang. He saw that Bai Yelang's face was very pale, but his eyes were looking at him. Han Mo stared at those eyes, but found that the calm eyes in his eyes were something he had never seen before. Bai Yelang used to have cold eyes, sometimes even turbid and confused, and always a little nervous, but at this time these eyes were extremely clear and extremely clear, with a gentle smile on his lips.

"What's wrong with you?" Han Mo frowned and looked at Yan Xueji, "How did he become like this? What happened to you...?"

Yan Xueji's beautiful face was quite depressed, and she did not answer, but just looked at Bai Yelang with a loving look.

Bai Yelang opened his mouth, and his voice was very soft: "You... are here!"

Han Mo had never heard this tone in Bai Yelang's mouth. The Bai Yelang in front of him, except for his exact appearance, seemed to be another person in his whole personality.

Han Mo nodded and said, "I have never known your whereabouts. What happened to you?"

Bai Yelang smiled gently, and seemed to be weak, and said softly: "I remember I promised you something, but... I didn't do it. I'm really sorry, what I promised you may not be able to achieve."

Han Mo gently held his hand, shook his head, and said softly: "It's okay, I've found it."

"That's good." Bai Yelang obviously struggled to speak, and his breathing was slightly rapid. "I apologize to you in person. Although... I feel guilty, but if you can forgive me, I... I have no regrets!"

Han Mo only found it incredible.

How could that nervous and indifferent Bai Yelang become so sincere and polite?

Yan Xueji stretched out her hand, gently stroked Bai Yelang's forehead, and said softly: "Stop talking, rest well. When you see him, the matter of concern is over. We can go to Fengguo tomorrow and find Fengguo Holy Doctor to heal you!"

Bai Yelang shook his head with difficulty and said, "I'm afraid I can't hold on..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yan Xueji's eyes were a little red, "You have survived so many dangers. Can't you still hold on to this small setback?"

Bai Yelang forced a smile and asked Han Mo again: "My family master... How is the life and death of the family master now?"

Han Mo looked at Yan Xueji, but saw Yan Xueji nodding slightly, and he wanted to tell it truthfully, so he said, "The Holy General has passed away!"

"It's true." Bai Yelang looked sad and sad on his face, and then looked at Yan Xueji and sighed: "Xueji, since the master has gone, you can let it go. Over the years, you have been tired, and now you have done it, don't have any ties anymore... Although the master did something wrong, it's your father after all. After you left, he... also often missed you, not a stern heart...!"

"Stop talking." A teardrop hung on Yan Xueji's eyes, "You need to rest more now and don't waste your energy."

Bai Yelang smiled gently and said, "If you don't talk about it now, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future..." He coughed twice, his breathing was slightly rapid, but he still said calmly: "If you have time, go back to the mansion to take a look. The master has always cleaned the room you lived in that year, and the decorations inside are exactly the same as when you were in the mansion...!"

"If you hadn't come forward to stop me back then, he would have killed me!" Yan Xueji said, biting her red lips.

"Silly girl, do you think the master really wants to kill you?" Bai Yelang sighed softly: "He really wants to kill you. Even if I come forward, can he really stop him? You acted in a state of urgency and killed the eldest lady. How could the master accept it? It was just a moment of anger... You looked for him several times later. If he wanted to kill you, you could still leave? Of course you don't know that every time you fail to leave, the master will sit in your house all day, and no one can disturb you..."

Yan Xueji closed her beautiful eyes and stopped talking.

Han Mo looked puzzled. Bai Yelang now and Bai Yelang were completely different. Bai Yelang was gentle and gentle at this time. Han Mo was shocked. What happened to Bai Yelang?

"I... go out for a walk!" Yan Xueji got up, without saying much, and pushed the door open.

Bai Yelang sighed helplessly, looked at Han Mo, and said softly: "I remember you learned the "Qi Jing" I taught!"

"yes!"

Bai Yelang said: "Although I was not the real me at that time,... you and me were extremely destined to be together... If you still care about this fate and treat her well in the future... If you meet a material that can be made, you can teach the "Qi Jing" and don't let this unique skill be lost...!"

When Han Mo heard him say "I was not really me at that time", he was puzzled again, but he nodded and said softly: "Don't worry, I remember your words. You have a good rest and you will get better soon!"

Bai Yelang seemed very tired, smiled gently and closed his eyes.

Han Mo then got up and walked out the door. He saw Yan Xueji's graceful figure standing next to a big tree not far away, dark. If Han Mo had not had good eyesight, it would be difficult to see for a while.
Chapter completed!