Chapter 82 (1/2)
”Chu Yun!”
Xiao Beiye suddenly uttered a stern voice.
Wang chuyun was stunned. He looked at Xiao Beiye inexplicably, but he saw a flash of anger on the latter's always gentle face.
This is... What's the matter?
Didn't he just say that mu Qinglan?
It seems that Xiao Beiye is also aware of his gaffe. Xiao Beiye's face recovers quickly and turns his eyes slightly.
”... after all, people have gone. It's too much to say that.”
Wang chuyun frowned, wanted to refute, and finally stopped.
Zhong Yinger on one side didn't care: ”brother chuyun was right again. That's what she is! Can't you even tell the truth? ”
Xiao Beiye's eyes are slightly cold, but he has always been gentle and gentle. It's not easy to severely criticize Zhong Yinger, a young girl.
”And I heard that her engagement with brother Beitang was just a joke of the elders in those years. Unexpectedly, Mu family was serious. In fact, brother Beitang didn't like her at all! Now that she's dead, it saves a lot of trouble. ”
”Ying'er!”
Xiao Beiye finally can't bear it. He interrupts Zhong Yinger's words. Although his voice is not loud, he can clearly feel the forbearing anger.
This is very rare for Xiao Beiye, who has always been gentle and elegant. It can be seen that he is really angry.
”Young, how can you criticize others behind your back! You don't understand the truth that the dead are great! ”
Zhong Yinger had never seen Xiao Beiye make such a fire. For a moment, she was stunned there. Then her chest was filled with strong grievances. Her bright eyes were filled with tears.
”Brother Bei ye... You scolded me for an irrelevant dead woman?”
Xiao Beiye closes his eyes, calms down a little, but is much colder than before.
”Whether it's relevant or not, it's wrong for you to do so.” He turned and walked forward. ”Reflect on yourself.”
Zhong Yinger panicked at once - Xiao Beiye had never treated her so coldly!
Even if she occasionally makes any mistakes or causes any trouble, he is always gentle and clean, and then helps her solve a series of things. How can he
Wang chuyun looks at Xiao Beiye's back, then looks at Zhong Yinger, who is about to cry. He sighs helplessly, taps Zhong Yinger on the shoulder and whispers:
”Although Beiye is gentle, he is pure in the end. If you don't want him to ignore you in the future, you'd better not provoke him again, you know?”
Zhong Yinger bit her lip and nodded hard.
”Let's go. He has treated you so well that he must not be really angry with you, huh? ”
Wang chuyun comforted him in a low voice for a long time. Zhong Yinger slowed down and took a few awkward steps to follow Xiao Beiye.
Xiao Beiye noticed their movements, but he didn't turn back. He was always straight and walked forward.
”Brother Beiye... I was wrong...”
Zhong Yinger whispered.
Xiao Beiye didn't seem to hear it.
”I, I'm really wrong! I'll never do this again, okay? Brother Bei ye, I really didn't mean to make you angry... Just forgive me this time... ”
Zhong Yinger sobbed and begged for a long time. Xiao Beiye stopped, turned back and looked at her quietly.
Zhong Yinger's heart moved to pull him. Xiao Beiye quietly avoided him. Zhong Yinger's eyes were red. She carefully retracted her hand and looked at him timidly.
”Brother Beiye, I really dare not...”
Xiao Beiye looked at her for a while and felt that he was really inappropriate, so he said faintly:
”Let's go.”
Zhong Yinger broke her tears into laughter and nodded happily, but between her eyebrows and eyes, she was still a little careful for fear of provoking him again.
Wang chuyun looked back and couldn't help sighing.
His little cousin was the treasure of the Zhong family when she was born. She was held in the palm of her hand since she was a child. Why did she compromise like this? Careful to ask for forgiveness?
It seems that her thoughts on Xiao Beiye are deeper than expected
Wang chuyun shook his head and caught up.
……
When night falls, the lush woods during the day become a heavy shadow at night, like a black monster, waiting to devour people at any time.
In the darkness, there was a fire burning quietly.
The campfire brightened the surrounding scene and also shone on the jade face of the black clad boy sitting cross legged next to him.
Mu Qinglan picked up a branch and added it.
This is her fourth day in the jiulu mountains.
In these four days, she has been moving towards the depths, and she also met many yuan beasts on the road.
In the periphery, most of them are first-class or second-class yuan beasts. When they go deeper, they begin to encounter third-class yuan beasts.
There are even three peaks.
But without exception, all these yuan beasts were killed by mu Qinglan and collected yuan Dan into his bag.
Now there are many yuan Dan of various grades in her mustard bracelet.
Even an auction can be a lot of income.
But mu Qinglan is not interested. She doesn't lack money now, and what she wants is not what the money can afford.
Occasionally, a crackling sound or two came from the fire, which was particularly clear in such a quiet atmosphere.
Mu Qinglan looked at it, and his mind suddenly drifted away.
In my mind, a scene suddenly appeared.
It's also like this. When night falls, it's also like a campfire. The difference is that at that time, it's not branches that are used to ignite, but... Pieces of white bones, poured with grease, that burn.