Yan Chuan and Meng Wenruo are waiting quietly outside the house!

Yan Chuan felt this sad song in his heart.

"bite!"

The last sound of the piano fell, and the surroundings were quiet.

The birds flying around the sky were still a little reluctant at this moment, and they circled around for a while before slowly flying away.

In the patio, a beautiful woman in white gauze, a beautiful mole on the corner of her eyes added a mature charm. She stroked her hands on the strings of the piano, looked up at the sky, and sighed slightly.

"well!"

A sigh fell into Yan Chuan's ears outside the house, but he felt a heavy feeling in his heart.

"Miss, Teacher Meng Wenruo, Da Zhen Sheng is here!" A Confucian cultivator shouted into the room.

A report changed Meng Rongrong's face in the courtyard, and she looked a little panicked.

"Miss?" cried the Confucian scholar outside the house.

Only then did Meng Rongrong come to her senses.

"Let them come in!" Meng Rongrong bit her lip and said.

"yes!"

"Please, please!" Confucian scholars guided the way.

Yan Chuan and Meng Wenruo slowly walked into the hall.

Meng Rongrong has also arrived at the hall.

Meng Rongrong pinched her fists tightly, but her eyes deliberately avoided Yan Chuan, but looked at Meng Wenruo.

"Brother, why are you here?" Meng Rongrong asked.

Yan Chuan looked at Meng Rongrong and also saw that Meng Rongrong's body was tense at the moment, her brows frowned slightly, and she sighed slightly in her heart.

"This is the place where my father died, so I naturally want to come to worship him. My little sister, I heard that someone came to cause trouble for you before?" Meng Wenruo asked.

"I have sent it away, but I have saved their lives and wanted to lead the mastermind!" Meng Rongrong said.

"Master's Conspiracy?" Meng Wenruo's eyes chilled.

From Meng Rongrong's tone, it is not difficult for Meng Wen to hear that someone specifically targeted Meng Rongrong. His father died, and now his relatives are only one little sister. Who dares to deal with her?

"Little sister, I'm leaving this matter to me. I want to see who is so bold and dares to attack me!" Meng Wenruo's eyes shone with a cold light.

"Yeah!" Meng Rongrong nodded.

Although Meng Rongrong felt that she could handle this matter, since her brother spoke up to protect her, Meng Rongrong also accepted this brother-sister relationship.

"Rongrong, this is the priest!" Meng Wenruo said to Meng Rongrong.

Obviously, Meng Rongrong didn't look at Yan Chuan in the first place, which made Meng Wenruo extremely embarrassed and wanted to ease the atmosphere.

Meng Rongrong frowned and looked at Yan Chuan.

"Little sister!" Meng Wenruo said anxiously.

"Brother, go and pay tribute to your father. I have something to talk to Yan Chuan!" Meng Rongrong bit her lip and said.

"Huh?" Meng Wenruo was slightly stunned.

Obviously, no third person knew about the events in the Light Realm back then, except for Yan Chuan and Meng Rongrong.

"Go!" Yan Chuan also said to Meng Wenruo.

Meng Wenruo looked at Yan Chuan in a daze, then at Meng Rongrong in a daze, and suddenly felt something was wrong in the tone of the two of them talking. It seemed that something was wrong.

"Master, my sister is young and ignorant. If there is something to be missing, I hope the Master will not be surprised!" Meng Wenruo said respectfully.

"You go, don't worry, there will be no trouble!" Yan Chuan nodded and showed a bitter smile.

Meng Wenruo nodded with confusion.

Meng Wenruo stepped out of the hall.

"Kuang!"

The door of the hall closed with a bang.

Meng Wenruo stared at the door of the hall in a daze, and was extremely confused for a moment. Even though Meng Wenruo was extremely wise, she could not see through the strange scene in front of her for a moment.

Shaking his head, Meng Wen would not pay attention to it, but flew to Fengyin and Yang.

"Mr. Feng, please point me to the place where my father was attacked by Li Canghai!" Meng Wenruo said solemnly.

"Yeah!" Feng Yin and Yang nodded.

Soon, the two arrived at the place where Meng Ziqiu was besieged.

"It's here!" Feng Yinyang said.

Not far away, there is a snow valley.

In the snow valley, there is a table of incense. On the table is the spiritual tablet of Meng Ziqiu.

In front of the spiritual throne, there was a woman in red wearing a fragrance and worshiping her.

"Sanniang? Why are you here?" Meng Wenruo flew over in surprise.

Feng Yin and Yang also recognized the woman in red at first sight.

Su Sanniang, Meng Wenruo's wife.

When the couple gathered together, they retreated and stepped forward without moving forward.

Su Sanniang, a disciple of Meng Ziqiu, and grew up childhood sweethearts with Meng Wenruo. On the day of her wedding, she was abducted by Youyue Dajun, the former holy land of Dazhao, and was his wife in his previous life. Later, under the arrangement of Yan Chuan, Meng Wenruo and Su Sanniang returned to reconcile.

Su Sanniang was wearing the fragrance. Meng Wenruo fell aside.

"Sanniang, why are you here?" Meng Wenruo asked softly.

"Hmph!" Su Sanniang twisted her head and her eyes were slightly red.

"Sanniang, don't cry, what's wrong?" Meng Wenruo shouted immediately.

"Meng Ziqiu is your father and my master. I was led by my master since I was a child. The hatred of killing my master is irreconcilable, but you don't bring me here!" Su Sanniang said aggrievedly.

"Well, this trip to Nanshenzhou is extremely dangerous, so I...!" Meng Wenruo said awkwardly.

"If you don't bring me, I'll ask my younger sister to take me here. I must watch Li Canghai die, I must!" Su Sanniang said stubbornly with red eyes.

With a slight smile, Meng Wenruo sighed slightly, "Okay, it's me wrong. When I kill Li Canghai, I will definitely let you be by my side!"

"Yeah!" Su Sanniang then dissipated a little.

Su Sanniang also lit a stick of incense again and handed it to Meng Wenruo.

Meng Wenruo nodded and lit a stick of incense on his father.

The couple hugged each other, looked at the spiritual position, and showed sadness on their faces—

In the lobby of Meiling House.

Yan Chuan and Meng Rongrong sat face to face. A pot of tea was placed on the table.

Meng Rongrong looked down at her teacup, her fingers slowly slid against the edge of the teacup. Her eyebrows were locked, and she didn't know how to speak for a while.

What happened back then is vivid in my mind.

As for Yan Chuan, he looked at Meng Rongrong at this moment, with a sense of guilt and pity in his eyes.

The two were silent for a long time, but no one spoke.

Yan Chuan swallowed the cup of tea in one mouthful.

"Rongrong, have you opened the box I asked Dongfang Zheng to give you?" Yan Chuan asked.

Meng Rongrong bit her lip and didn't say anything.

Yan Chuan smiled bitterly.

"I didn't mean it when I was going to do that. I have suffered you all these years!" Yan Chuan sighed slightly.

Meng Rongrong's nose felt sour, she suddenly looked up and looked at Yan Chuan.

Looking at Meng Rongrong's slightly moist eyes, Yan Chuan also felt ache in his heart.

It turns out that things shouldn't have happened like this.

"Yan Chuan, I'll ask you, have you ever liked me?" Meng Rongrong said with a trace of firmness.

Yan Chuan looked at Meng Rongrong's serious eyes and immediately felt something.

"Have you been!" Yan Chuan nodded.

Back then, Meng Rongrong ran for Yan Chuan secretly. Although most people didn't know, Yan Chuan knew clearly. Although she had never said that, Yan Chuan was still extremely moved.

Originally everything could develop slowly, but the light world was out of control.

When Meng Rongrong heard Yan Chuan's words, she felt as if she had to.
To be continued...