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For someone as conflicted as him, or as conflicted as him, or as difficult as reprimanding wine, who should he expect to save?

"Haha …"

Mo Yu sneered as he laughed so painfully.

The wine in the cup was full as it splashed onto his hands, his sleeves, and his broken heart.

He just sat there by himself, his robe loosening. Under the moonlight, blue veins could be seen on his hand holding the wine cup. His sharp nails dug into his flesh and blood, staining the bitter wine red with droplets, making it even harder to swallow.

"Sisi, do you look down on me as well? Will you not like me, a person who can forget and bring back unforgettable memories, as well?"

No one answered, not even a gust of wind. The silence was terrifying, eerie, and he only smiled at himself as he drank the wine in his hand. It was bitter, astringent, or salty!

A long black jade stream of light was projected on the ground. The long black jade stream of light shot out towards the long black jade line of the east wind.

The cold and clear moon, the faint light of the stars, is the shadow heartless or amorous?

Drinking too much wine and talking too much, the darkness was gradually retracted. A touch of moonlight was not left behind by anyone as a person quickly came from the distance. It was graceful, elegant, and elegant. Gentle and refined.

That's right, he was the light. He had returned and escaped from Nangong Yunxi. Nangong Yunxi had made an unequal treaty with him.

After returning, he had been helping Mo Yuxu investigate with all his heart and finally got some information from him, so he didn't have any time to worry about anything and directly came over. When he saw all the wine bottles on the table, his heart shook, and the joy on his face froze. He slowly walked over to grab the wine cup in Mo Yuxun's hand and said, "Mistress, don't drink anymore."

"Give it back to me!"

"Nope!"

"Guang, do you want to offend him?"

Mo Yu's eyes were cold as she said angrily.

He understood the Black Jade Radiance and cared more about it, so he would definitely not allow him to hurt himself like this. Facing the fury of the Black Jade Radiance Swordmaster, he said, "There is already news about the person who killed Madam."

Mo Yuguang became excited, and anxiously asked, "What did you say?"

Glancing at the slightly red cheeks of Mo Yu, he lowered his eyes in amazement, "The people from Rose City reported that they saw that person in the city."

"Where is it now?"

Guang Zhen hesitated for a moment before saying to Mo Yuxian, "The servants said that they saw him going up the Clear Wind Ridge."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yuying's eyes turned blood-red. She pushed away the wine bottle on the table with one hand, and said with a murderous look on her face, "It's time to write it off."

Mo Yuxian suppressed his impulse to immediately rush over to the Rose City and calmly ordered, "Guang, gather all Fire Guards. We're setting off now."

"Yes, master, you should go and rest first."

He didn't forget to remind Mo Yuxu repeatedly that he didn't want to see him mistreat himself.

How could he still sleep? He had been waiting for too long for news, and did not want to wait another fifteen minutes, so how could he rest? Feeling dizzy, he reached out his hand to the door frame and walked into the room step by step, carefully packing the patched clothes Zhener had made for him.

"Zhen'er, don't worry. It's finally time to wash away this hatred.

"If I'm still alive, then Zhen'er, please forgive me. I want to face my feelings for Sisi one time. If you want to hate me, then let me go to the Underworld and do whatever you want with me."

As if he had made up his mind, Mo Yuguo felt much more relaxed, and the aura of a warrior fighting in the battlefield permeated through his entire body.

"Master, do you think this is the place?"

Yin Hu shouted while pointing at a cave halfway up the mountain.

The sword elder was overjoyed and quickly opened up the map to check.

The north shore was a straggling forest, formed naturally by the slope at the base of the wall; the south bank was dense.

The water fir straight into the clouds and the evergreen clumps of palm trees; around the embankment, the green willows gesticulate and dance to the gentle beat of the green waves; the sparkling waves of the river reflect the blue sky and white clouds.

As the saying goes, "the mountain is the center of the wealth", which naturally means that when choosing a graveyard, the quality of the water around the graveyard dictates the fortune and fortune of the descendants, while the quality of the "sand" around the graveyard dominates the prosperity of the descendants.

The mouth of the water was like the gate that people often stayed in. If the current flowed through two towering mountains, the water would flow between the two mountains. This was called having two mountains with one water, and using water as a source of fortune was also considered a blessing.

Such a cemetery was a land of luxury, and the future generations were blessed.

If the mountain with the arches is lower, such a cemetery would be a place where people could read and be officials.

If the current did not flow in the direction of a mountain and was a flat land, then this graveyard was a lowly place.

Here, however, was the "Gold-waisted Jade Belt …"

The sand was extremely dry, and if one carried water while hugging a mountain, the mountains around the mountain would become lush and verdant, allowing the person to grow fat with greater strength. As a result, the period of life of the person with the greatest luck would also be longer and longer.

Water itself has no concept of orientation, and different graves produce different concepts of orientation for the same water.

The current is good as long as it does not fly diagonally straight but bends around.

In the direction of the water flow, although there are mountains blocking the way, it is best to form a state of interlocking.

From a distance, the more obvious the situation was, the more fortunate the land was.

If the direction of the water flow appears to be flat and wide, then the area of blessing is lighter.

If there were four mountains locked together in the direction of the flowing water and the flowing water was encircled by these four mountains, it would be able to travel for about sixty to seventy li. This was called having emotions for the mountains and rivers, and such a tomb would definitely be a land of riches and riches for generations to come.

If the mountains and rivers ran for ten to twenty miles, then it would be considered a rich land. If the mountains and rivers ran for a mile, then this land would at most belong to a well-off family.

"Right here, right here."

The sword elder was so excited that he was crying. He looked towards the direction of the capital and spoke with a trembling voice.

The hot wind brought moisture with it.

The parasol trees and cypresses were lush and verdant. The grass on the ground was also full of vitality, spreading to the two sides of the road.

By this time, the sun had moved to the west, and in an hour or two it would sink into the clouds, and the distant misty peaks would be covered with layers of oppressive mist.

On the public road leading to the Rose City, a group of people were galloping at a very fast speed. Wherever they went, dust would rise.

There were a large number of people, a total of fifty people. These people were all dressed in black, and they all had swords at their waists.

They moved in unison, dressed in uniform, as if there was something mysterious attracting them up ahead and they didn't want to waste even a moment. Behind the fifty people was a two-headed carriage, which was slowly moving forward.

He was wearing a black robe and a black bamboo hat was covering his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly. At the moment, he was driving the car, but he looked back and whispered into the car, "Master, we're in front of the Rose City. Should we go directly to the Clear Wind Ridge or go to the Rose City for now?"