Is the big brother's love brain saved today?

Chapter 81

After the ceremony was completed, Yue Rong pulled Yun Lan away.

Yun Lan raised her eyebrows, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, "Aren't you going to stay for dinner?"

Junior Sister has always been greedy, why is she not tempted by delicious food today?
Yuerong shook her head, "Don't eat, let's go."

Yun Lan walked side by side with Yue Rong when he heard that, for a long time, he said softly, "It seems that you don't seem to be too keen on food recently."

Are you still shy?

It's been three days since the fake marriage, has my junior sister adjusted yet?

"No." Yue Rong pursed her lips and whispered, "Didn't I see that you thought it was too noisy there?"

Yue Rong's voice was very small, but it still fell into Yun Lan's ears, and his heart warmed up, the little junior sister still cared about him.

"Then what do you want to eat?" Yun Lan asked, "If you want to eat, I'll make it for you when I go back."

Yue Rong shook her head, "Forget it, I don't want to eat."

Although Xie's mansion's daughter is married, the level of excitement is not inferior to that of Ning's mansion. Many relatives of her natal family are drinking and celebrating all night in Xie's mansion.

As soon as the two returned to the small courtyard, servants of Xie's mansion came to invite them to enjoy the banquet together in the front yard.

Yun Lan and Yue Rong declined Xie's invitation, and then put a layer of enchantment around the yard. They were not afraid that someone would harm them, but simply for sound insulation.

On the wet and cold ground lay a soft and handsome man, curled up in pain, with no good flesh in his body.

The Xuan Bing that came with him in the prison cell was frozen, his lips were blue, and the white air exhaled from his mouth became weaker and weaker, as if he was about to die at any moment.

Step, step, step, clear footsteps came from the secluded corridor, and the sound of footsteps got closer and closer, echoing in the small and dark space, adding a bit of loneliness and fear.

The man on the ground seemed to have sensed it. He raised his head with difficulty, his half-closed eyes widened instantly, as if he saw hope again in a desperate situation, and he almost crawled close to the person.

"Master! Master! Help me!"

The visitor was hidden in the darkness, unable to see clearly, he squatted down halfway, and stretched out a white and slender hand.

The white palm caressed the man's cheek, and his voice was extremely slow and sharp, "How did you make yourself like this?"

The visitor said distressedly, "It looks so pitiful."

"Master, master, save me!" The man had tears in his eyes, as if he was extremely afraid that his master would abandon him.

"Master, they didn't find anything, they didn't find anything."

"Master, can you save me? It's so cold here, I'm so cold, Master."

"Hey." The visitor sighed deeply, "I can't save you."

Hearing this, the man raised his head in disbelief, the moonlight coming in through the small window hit his face, illuminating his face clearly.

With a handsome and innocent face, it was the ghost who was captured by Yuerong and others.

His expression was flustered and fearful at the moment, "Master, you can't let me go."

"I have completed all the tasks assigned by the master."

"That's right." The visitor's tone was still gentle, "You've finished everything, and it's done very well."

"It's just the last step."

"Which step is missing?" The ghost hand firmly held the hand of the visitor, "Master told me, this disciple will definitely be able to do well."

"Of course it's your suicide step."

The ghost hand completely lost its strength, and he collapsed on the ground, "Master, do I have to die?"

"You've got their attention," said the visitor, "so you must die."

"Don't worry, you and I will be mentors and apprentices, and I will give you a good time."

The cell was silent again, and a man lay quietly on his back on the cold ground, his limbs stretched out, and his eyes were looking in the direction of the small window.

The next day, Yue Rong woke up and heard Bai Yu and Zhu Xingmian talking in the yard.

Mianmian and Baiyu are back!

Yue Rong turned over and got up from the bed, and after simply casting a spell to clean herself up, she opened the door and went out.

"Mianmian, you're back!" Yuerong looked at Zhu Xingmian and then at Bai Yu, the relationship between Mianmian and Bai Yu seemed to be getting better after not seeing her for a few days.

"I heard that when Bai Yu and I were away, you took Miss Xie's family as your apprentice?"

Yuerong nodded, "That's right, I left her the exercise and the elixir, the rest is up to her to understand."

Zhu Xingmian raised her eyebrows, "You are too incompetent as a master, aren't you?"

Yuerong scratched her head in embarrassment when she heard the words, "She just got started and wants to cultivate immortality with her husband, I told her she can wait for the next admissions meeting."

"That's right." Yuerong said to Zhu Xingmian again what she said to Yunlan, "In the future when my apprentice goes up the mountain, Mianmian needs to take care of her."

For the same question, Zhu Xingmian and Yun Lan gave completely different answers.

"Of course, senior sister's apprentice is my apprentice."

"It's good to sleep."

As soon as Yue Rong and Zhu Xingmian met, the two got together again to make out, completely forgetting Bai Yu and Yun Lan.

Bai Yu slapped her fan, leaned close to Yun Lan's ear, and asked, "Xiao Xianjun Yun, you are not married to Miss Yue, are you?"

He has already sent the Buddha to the West, and if it fails, there is nothing he can do.

For the sake of Bai Yu's good idea last time, Yun Lannian's attitude was better this time, but only better.

"Mr. Bai, don't worry about me and my junior sister."

Bai Yu had never seen someone like Yun Lan, who was rude and refused to listen to advice.

Bai Yu snorted softly, "Don't care about you, I think you won't be able to hold your wife for 800 years."

With the sound of warblers, Yue Rong and the others raised their heads one after another, and saw a blue long-tailed bird in the air with a letter in its beak.

"The blue bird delivered the letter?" Yue Rong asked, "Brother, is it your letter?"

Yun Lan nodded, "It's mine, it should be the news of the Immortal Alliance."

He Daoyou still can't get rid of the habit of using the blue bird to send messages.

Obviously he had exchanged a sound transmission talisman with Fellow Daoist He last time, but Fellow Daoist He still insisted on using the blue bird to convey the message.

Although the speed of the blue bird is also very fast, it is not convenient for sound transmission.

The blue bird seemed to recognize who the recipient was, and she obediently landed in front of Yun Lan, her bright red beak loosened, and the envelope fell into Yun Lan's hand.

Yun Lan quickly opened the envelope, there was not much to say inside, only a few sentences.

Seeing Yun Lan's solemn expression, Yue Rong probably guessed that what was written in the letter would not be a good thing.

"Senior brother, what do the people from Xianmeng say?"

Yun Lan folded the letter and said, "Ghost Hand is dead. He committed suicide in the cell of Xianmeng."

"Suicide in fear of crime?!" Yuerong didn't believe this result. When they arrested the ghost hand that day, they all saw how much he cherished his life. How could such a life-saving person commit suicide?

Zhu Xingmian sneered, "It seems that the people behind this scene are indeed righteous people, and their status is not low, so they all sneaked into the Xianmeng."

Yun Lan tapped the table lightly, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that I'm not in Xianmeng, so I don't know exactly what happened."

If he rushes now, with the cultivation base of his current avatar, I am afraid that by the time he arrives, all the corpses of the ghost hand will be disposed of.

Fellow Daoist He doesn't use sound transmission, but uses blue bird, maybe he wants to persuade him not to meddle in his own business.

Anyway, the ghost hand is dead, so it doesn't matter whether he is afraid of suicide or being executed.

(End of this chapter)