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"What?" He had already gone to the Heavenly Cloud Sky! Looks like I need to visit Yun Xiao Tian if I want to learn more! " The embroidery could not help but laugh.

The Qu Alliance could only smile awkwardly.

At this time, Yan Huan asked, "City Lord Qu, may I know your esteemed self's name? Can you tell me? "

The Qu Alliance paused, and then said: "This, well, since you want to know, I will tell you. My father's name is Qu Ping. "

"Qu Ping?" Huangfu Jin repeated himself.

When Yan Huan saw Huangfu Jin mutter, she quickly turned her head and asked, "What's wrong? Embroidery, you have an impression of it? " Actually, Yan Huan wanted to know the name of her father just to see if he had any impression of the rich brocade. If what the Qu Alliance said was true, then Qu Ping would sometimes sigh sorrowfully at Huangfu Jin's mother's face, and Qu Ping might really have fantasies about Huangfu Jin's mother. Furthermore, Yan Huan suspected that Mi Jing might also have a favorable impression of Qu Ping. Yan Huan couldn't explain why he thought this way, but such a thought kept popping up in his mind.

At that moment, Huangfu Jin repeatedly chanted this person's name. His brows became more and more furrowed, until they were twisted into a fried dough twist. Finally, Huangfu Jin remembered something and shouted, "Oh! I remember! "Qu Ping, I've seen this name before. It's in a drawing of my mother!"

"What?" There was my father's name on your mother's portrait? What exactly is going on? " At this time, the Qu Alliance member was also extremely surprised, and hurriedly asked.

"I remember that the portrait was in our study. I flipped over the portrait of my mother that time. Most of the portraits of his mother came from his father, but only one was not. His father loved painting when he was young, and everyone knew this. Back then, people had even given him a nickname because of his painting, called the Splitting Mo Huangfu! Because the father likes to paint with ink splashing. Later on, when he became the Martial House Master of the Huangfu Tower, he would rarely get infected by this. But in his spare time, he would draw a few portraits of his family. I have one, too. So I was very familiar with my father's brush style, strong and powerful, as if what my father held in his hand was not a brush, but an axe, and the drawing paper was not a drawing paper, but a rock. Every time his father drew, he had to use all his strength to wave the brush. So most of the paintings were bold. However, that painting is completely different from the original style. Instead, it is fresh and graceful, as if it was written by a woman. "

I thought it was my mother's handwriting, so I looked at it a little more." Then I noticed a difference, and the painting had a poem on it. At the time, I thought the poem was well written, so I read it a few more times. But the more he read, the more he felt that something was amiss. The poem always gave people a kind of inexplicable sadness, and the person in the poem was always so lonely. Later on, I found some books of poems and gradually understood the meaning behind them. It turned out to be a love poem, where a girl hid herself deep in a pavilion and was unable to meet the person she loved. But then I read it a few more times and found another secret. That poem is a hidden poem!

Concealed poem?" Yan Huan was astonished. He had lived in the mortal world and had studied in a private school for a few years. He was extremely familiar with the art of hiding head poems. "Once, one of his teachers wrote a poem on the wall, accusing the tyrannical dynasty of being found out and beheaded.

"Oh? What hidden poem? Quick, tell me what you want me to listen to! " The Qu Alliance was now filled with curiosity. His father's name had appeared in a portrait of a girl. That girl was his father's master. That was ridiculous. Could it be that what he had guessed when he was young was true? Was his father really involved with his master?

"Alright then. I'll have to ask the city lord to invite someone to write that poem." Embroidery said.

Immediately, the alliance ordered someone to bring out a brush and ink. Then, Embroidery wrote down the poem. The poem reads as follows:

In the Heaven's Spirit Pavilion, one sat alone with a cold chill.

Love, pity, loneliness, and the soul could not enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Qu Mu Wu flew in the wind, regaining the sand.

Pingnan palm light, night looking bead curtain down.

He wished to win a person's heart, but the white-haired man never regretted it.

It was common to see no Luo River water under the setting sun.

On the same floating wave, the same palm-green mast.

The vigil lasted until daybreak, and the helplessness was gone.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the poem. The ending of this hidden poem was too obvious, right? The most beloved Qu Ping, was willing to stick close to him for as long as possible! Moreover, this poem was too explicit. At that time, Mayor Qu's face was extremely unsightly. He said coldly, "Everyone, I think we should inquire about this place today. I still have some matters to attend to. Old Lin, take them to rest."

The three knew that City Lord Qu could not afford to embarrass himself, so they did not investigate any further and returned to their respective rooms.

In the middle of the night, the moon hung high up in the sky. Yan Huan laid on her bed and looked out the window at the moon. The moon above the desert was extremely beautiful, clear and bright, like the eyes of a young girl.

Yan Huan got up from the bed and poured herself a glass of water. Suddenly, she heard a sound coming from the roof. Thinking for a moment, Yan Huan smiled faintly and put down the tea and went up to the roof.

Sure enough, the one sitting on the rooftop was the beautiful brocade. Yan Huaxing the Azure Dragon Aura, he slowly floated over. Embroidery felt something was wrong and turned her head to look. She saw that it was Yan Huaxuan. The corner of her mouth moved as she asked, "Why are you here?"

Yan Huan said softly, "I heard some movement on the roof and guessed that it was you. I was worried, so I followed you to take a look."

Embroidery lowered her head and slowly let out a small sound of sobbing.

Yan Huan didn't ask any more questions as she continued to stare at the moon.

After a long while, Embroidery said, "Yan Huan, why do you think Mother thought about that Uncle Qu Ping and then married my father?"

Yan Huan's finger paused. She thought for a moment and then said, "Maybe your mother has something that's hard to say."

Embroidered, Embroidered, she smiled bitterly and said, "Yan Huan, do you think our love will dissipate into the vast sea of people just like Qu Ping and mother, less than ten thousand years away?"

This time, Yan Huan did not hesitate and directly shook her head. "Embroidery, why do you think that?"

Embroidery smiled bitterly and said, "That's right! Why do I think that? Yan Huan, do you love me or not? Sometimes, I really suspect that you haven't loved me at all. You still have five months before you leave the Wuze Continent. "Perhaps you just want to use these five months to make it up to me before leaving without a word."

Yan Huanhuan interrupted her and said, "Embroidery, I don't know why you think that way." I can't promise you anything except that I am sure I love you. I love your Huangfu Embroidery! "

"What about Little Mu?" Jin Xiu asked expressionlessly.

Yan Huan paused for a moment, and then said, "It's said that men are the most motherly of animals, but this is true. I loved Xiaomu. I thought I would never leave her again, never fall in love with another woman. But I found out that I was wrong. Completely wrong. My days with her were short. I'm the one who let down Little Mu, I don't dare to beg for anything, but I definitely have to do it, I just have to beg her not to leave me. All of you are my loved ones. "

"It's said that a woman's heart is like the bottom of the sea, but men's thoughts are even more difficult to understand. Sometimes, even we can't see through ourselves! Men were the animals that were most adept at hiding. In reality, people all had different hearts from their mouths. It was just that a woman's heart could be easily revealed, but not a man's. Even if you were right, he would easily deny it as if nothing had happened. So I was afraid that one day I would suddenly lose one of you, or all of you. I don't want to be without you, but I don't want to meet you! This way, it won't be awkward. "

As she spoke, she sighed. However, Embroidery only smiled lightly and said, "Yan Huan, I don't dare to promise you anything. "But I just love you and simply want to stay by your side. Promise me that you won't leave me."

Yan Huan shook his head and said, "Embroidery, you know that I must leave after five months. But I promise you, when I master the sacred art, I will come and find you. At that time, I will marry you! "

"Good!" I'll wait for you! " The brocade quietly shed tears.

Unbeknownst to them, Yan Huan was also shedding tears.

A promise is the most terrible thing. It gives you hope, allows you to stand at a high place every day and look at it from a distance, hoping and longing, but as people go by, as the years go by, you unknowingly realize that you don't have much time left. However, that promise was still there. Then you will suffer, you will fall, you will wail, you will cry. At last you find out that that person will not come, but the promise you have been waiting for is still there. It is looking at you from a distance, laughing and saying, "You will never be the last one to be fooled!"

Then there was despair, and finally death.

Humans were best at waiting. For the sake of obsession, they could wait thousands of lifetimes. Therefore, the dao was that kind of obsession. Without obsession, there was no Dao!

Humans cultivated to be able to break through illusions, only to become stubborn. However, if they lost their obsession, where would the dao come from?

The obsession was something he couldn't give up. He had always wanted to grow up and grow up. He wanted to become the exalted Paragons of Fate. That was why he had always had so many people on his path of cultivation. By the time you really become what you think you are, what will you have left to achieve?

After that, Yan Huan sat on the roof with Embroidery for the entire night. Under the moonlight, she gradually fell asleep. Yan Huan didn't send her back to her room, instead, he only watched over her under the moonlight.

It was said that life was like a play, a play was like life.

As for the Yan Huan duo, they had spent the entire night under the moonlight and had managed to escape a great calamity!

So, City Lord Qu didn't want his father's matter to be exposed, so he sent people to place layers upon layers of restrictions in the room, then personally set up the Scorching Sun Sky Formation with the ten medium-grade treasure weapons that his father had passed down, and when the sun rose, the formation would automatically activate after receiving the power of the sun and stars, burning the two people into ashes. Even if those two had precious treasures to protect them, it would be of no use!

However, Yan Huan and Yan Huan could not sleep at night. They watched the moon from the rooftop, while City Lord Qu placed a restriction around the area and the sound did not spread out. In the end, Yan Huan and Yan Huan did not know anything.

Then the moon went down and the sun rose. When the first ray of sunlight shone on the cold sand, Yan Huan suddenly felt a hint of heat. However, in her heart, she was extremely puzzled. Why was it so hot when the sun had just risen? It was the smell of fire. He looked around and found that there was smoke coming out from the surrounding area.

Without even thinking, Yan Huan immediately woke up the embroidery. The two of them didn't say much and directly called out Huangfu Bing An, Suo Heng, and Yun Ziyi. The three of them circulated their Fa Li and brought the two away from the room. The three of them hid in the air and watched from afar. After a while, the building was burnt to ashes. During this time, the people from the Qu Clan didn't even show themselves.

Yan Huan was astonished and asked, "Why would the Qu Alliance want to kill us? Was it because of the matter of us not giving him face yesterday? No way. "So petty?"

Jin Xiu sneered. "Of course not. I think the Qu Alliance is angry about their father's matter. You wanted to kill us out of anger, to prevent us from spouting nonsense that would ruin his father's reputation! "

Yan Huan knew that Embroidery was right, so she asked, "Then what do we do now? Go back? To find him for a reason? "

Embroidery shook her head and asked, "What's the use of going back?" Although we have the protection of Sister An and the rest of us, we can't go against the entire beauty city. I don't think we'll go back. We'll look for clues in this city! I don't believe it. My mother loves Napin so much, and it must be her heart that loves him. I must unravel the secret between them. The place where they had lived together in the city of the beauties must have left something behind! Moreover, it's useless to go back. The Qu Alliance will definitely not admit the debt and even blame it on us. As for Miss Jiang, I believe that the Qu Alliance will not make things difficult for her. "

Yan Huan nodded and said, "Alright, let's go!"

Immediately, the two of them found an inn to stay at. The two of them knew that the Qu Alliance wouldn't be able to find the two corpses and would probably send people to search for them. Thus, the two agreed to come out at night and rest during the day.

After all, what happened after that? Please look at chapter 99 …