Chapter 1063 (1/2)
Yan Chuan and Meng Wenruo are waiting outside the house!
Yan Chuan felt the plaintive song in his heart.
”Ding!”
The last sound of the piano fell and it was quiet all around.
The birds flying around the sky are still a little reluctant at the moment, and then around for a while before slowly flying away.
More beautiful, a beautiful woman's eye. Hands on the string, looking up at the sky, a little sigh.
”Alas
A light sigh, fell outside the house in Yan Chuan's ear, but a heavy heart.
”Miss Meng Wenruo, master Dazhen is here!” A Confucian monk called to the room.
A report, let the courtyard Meng Rongrong face a change, a little flustered color.
”Miss?” Outside the house, the Confucian monk called.
At this time, Meng Rongrong came back to his senses.
”Let them in!” Meng Rongrong bit his lip and said.
”Yes
”Two, please!” Confucianism leads the way.
Yan Chuan and Meng Wenruo walk slowly into the hall.
Meng Rongrong has already arrived in the hall.
Meng Rongrong clenched his fist tightly, but his eyes deliberately avoided Yan Chuan and looked at Meng Wenruo.
”Big brother, why are you here?” Meng Rongrong asked.
Yan Chuan looked at Meng Rongrong, but also saw Meng Rongrong's tight body at the moment, frowning slightly, and sighing in his heart.
”This is the place where my father died. Naturally, I will come to worship him. Little sister, I heard that someone came to trouble you before?” Asked Meng Wenruo.
”I've sent them away, but I've saved their lives, trying to lead to the mastermind!” Meng Rongrong said.
”Mastermind?” Meng Wenruo's eyes are cold.
From Meng Rongrong's tone, if Meng Wen is not hard to hear, someone is targeting Meng Rongrong. Father died, now the family is just a little sister, who dares to deal with her?
”Little sister, I'll leave it to me. I'll see who is so bold and dare to make her idea!” There was a chill in Meng Wenruo's eyes.
”Well!” Meng Rongrong nods.
Although Meng Rongrong thinks that he can handle this matter, since his brother has opened his mouth to protect him, Meng Rongrong has also inherited the affection of this brother and sister.
”Rongrong, this is the emperor!” Meng Wenruo said to Meng Rongrong.
Obviously, Meng Rongrong didn't look at Yan Chuan from the beginning, which made Meng Wenruo extremely embarrassed and wanted to ease the atmosphere.
Meng Rongrong frowned at Yan Chuan.
”Little sister!” Meng Wenruo said anxiously.
Yan Dachuan, I want to talk to you Meng Rongrong bit his lip.
”Eh?” Meng Wenruo was a little surprised.
Obviously, there was no third person except Yan Chuan and Meng Rongrong who knew about the bright world.
”Go Yan Chuan also said to Meng Wenruo.
Meng Wenruo looks at Yan Chuan and Meng Rongrong in a daze, and suddenly feels that there is something wrong with their tone. It's like something's going on.
”Holy master, my little sister is young and ignorant. If there is something missing, please don't blame him!” Meng Wenruo said respectfully.
”You go, don't worry, it will be all right.” Yan Chuan nodded his head, showing a wry smile.
Meng Wenruo nodded in a daze.
Meng Wenruo stepped out of the hall.
”Kuang!”
The door of the hall slammed shut.
Meng Wenruo was staring at the door of the hall and was at a loss. Rao is Meng Wenruo's superior wisdom, and he can't see through the strange scene at the moment.
Shaking his head, Meng Wenruo no longer pays attention to it, but flies to Fengyin and Yang.
”Lord Feng, please show me where my father was attacked and killed by Li Canghai.” Meng Wenruo said solemnly.
”Well!” Feng Yin and Yang nodded.
Soon, they came to the place where Meng Ziqiu was besieged.
”Here it is!” Feng Yin and Yang said.
Not far away, a snow valley.
In the snow Valley, there is a incense table. On the incense table is the spirit throne of Meng Ziqiu.
In front of the throne, there is a woman in red wearing a fragrance and visiting.
”Sanniang? Why are you here? ” Meng Wenruo flies over in surprise.
Feng Yin and Yang also recognized the woman in red.
Su Sanniang, Meng Wenruo's wife.
See husband and wife get together, Feng Yin and Yang also retreat, did not come forward.
Su Sanniang, a disciple of Meng Ziqiu, and Meng Wenruo grew up in childhood. On the day of their wedding, they were abducted by youyue Daojun, the original Dazhao holy land, and became their wives in the past. Later, under the arrangement of Yan Chuan, Meng Wenruo and Su Sanniang were reunited and reconciled.
Su Sanniang is on the fragrance. Meng Wenruo left aside.
”Sanniang, why are you here?” Meng Wenruo asked in a soft voice.
”Hum!” Su Sanniang's head twisted, her eyes slightly red.
”Sanniang, don't cry. What's the matter?” Meng Wenruo immediately called.”Meng Ziqiu is your father and my master. I was brought up by my master since I was a child. The hatred of killing my teacher is unforgettable, but you don't bring me here!” Su Sanniang is aggrieved.
”Er, this trip to South China is extremely dangerous, so I just...!” Meng Wenruo was embarrassed.
”If you don't bring me, I will ask my younger sister to bring me. I must watch Li Canghai die. I must!” Su Sanniang said obstinately with red eyes.