Chapter 4622

Qin Wuyan half squatted beside the wheelchair, wrapped his arms around Zhuang Xiaoyu, put his cheek on Zhuang Xiaoyu's face, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to catch some wild rabbits and roast them for you?"

The cold wind was blowing, and in the snowy weather, only Qin Wuyan's voice was left.

The man said to himself: "If you are awake, you must want to taste these wild game."

The man stood up, broke off two branches, and threw them at the gray rabbit running in the snow. The two thin branches shot through the hare's neck like sharp knives, and the hare rolled on the snow. fell to the ground.

Attracted by the sound of the flute, Hu Yueru secretly hid in the corner and watched this scene, her eyes widened in shock...

Qin Wuyan stood there for a while, then turned around and walked out pushing the wheelchair, and ordered the guards behind him to pick up the hare and bring it back to the priest's mansion...

The ice and snow in the Grand Canal melted, and the flowers bloomed in spring.

The death row prisoners held in the prison were sent to the poisonous island in the dark and windy night. After they became failed experiments, their corpses were thrown into the river under the cliff, and there were sharp-toothed fish hovering underneath, those who could not escape. The devoured corpse soon became nothing but bones and sank to the bottom of the water.

The sharp-toothed fish ate the human flesh of the medicine man, grew up crazily, broke through the limitations of the species, and became big and fierce under the nourishment of the medicine man's blood, like a scavenger in the water...

Qin Wuyan lived like a walking dead, and in passing day by day, year after year, his temper became more and more eccentric, his personality became more and more irritable, and his behavior became more and more cruel.

In the flick of a finger, it is ten years.

For Qin Wuyan, these ten years were long and lonely. The man was waiting day after day, year after year, and his patience was almost exhausted.

The future was bleak, and the firm obsessions in his heart became more and more bleak, and the last hope, like a candle burning in a storm, was in danger of being blown out at any moment.

In the last few years, he has been too lazy to manage the affairs of Yuecheng day and night. He has devoted all his energy and time to those children who have grown up, hoping that their innate talents in medicine and poison will make their lives better. A breakthrough in medical or poison techniques can bring Zhuang Xiaoyu back to life, but it's a pity...

There are really too few talented people in this world, it is almost rare, only one Aoki reluctantly became a teacher, and inherited a whole body of abilities from a wizard...

Qin Wuyan pushed the wheelchair, looked at the vast peach blossom grove, squatted down, stroked Zhuang Xiaoyu's face that had never changed in the slightest, "Xiao Yu, time really flies."

The man took Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand and put it on his face, "I have been waiting for you for ten years for my husband, and my hair has already grown gray, only your face will remain forever, and it is still the same as before, without any change.

Xiao Yu, would you dislike her husband who is ten years older than you? "

The man is still plump and handsome, and the years haven't left many traces on his face, but because of the precipitation of the years, he has become more calm and majestic. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the irritability between his brows that is trying to suppress... ...

Zhuang Qingyun's figure quickly approached: "High Priest, the Chu family brought back a young master from Jincheng, named Yu Mo, who just came to our Moon City for a few days, and a lot of disasters happened, and the other aristocratic families he provoked were all different. This kind of dissatisfaction, the second son of the Chu family has offended many people because of this careless little son..."

Qin Wuyan stood up, but only looked at the luxuriant grass in the distance, "This priest has long been too lazy to care about the open and secret struggles of these aristocratic families, as long as it is not an annexation of the clan, it is just a trivial matter, there is no need to come here to tell... .”