The ethereal and soft sound of the spirit of the instrument flew in the wind and was almost blown away by the wind at that time.

Just like a flower, it will wither after blooming.

Even this fragile smile has its own temperature. Yes, it must be as cold as the temperature of its fingers.

The confrontation between two big and one little one made Mo Li's nose turn red. He could only turn his head and dare not listen to it.

After a little pause, Yi Ruchang took back the helplessness between his eyebrows, pulled his hand, and put his right hand back into his sleeve, which was also a little cold.

With his lips pursed, he just stood above it and blocked the wind for it.

Helan looked at his fingers stretched into the void and was stunned for a while before laughing for a while.

I don’t know how long the wind has been blowing, but Mo Li finally couldn’t hold on. He yawned and said you would go to bed early, so he went in. Even Ningning, who had always been playing with her phone for a long time, began to hang down at this time.

Yes, the kids should go to bed.

Wang Shixu gently carried Ningning back to the room as Boss Yi ordered, leaving only Yi Ruchang. He lent his coat to Helan, tucked his coat for it, and sat with it at the bow of the boat. As for Yi Ruchang himself, he easily activated the flow of mana in his body and fixed the temperature of the body surface to a comfortable temperature.

Actually, Helan didn't feel cold either, but it did not reject Yiruyan's coat. It seemed to be thinking about something, and the corners of its mouth were curled up in a gentle curve.

I thought this long night was just silenced and spent the scenery with my children. Surprisingly, Helan spoke first, to be precise, was a problem.

"As usual. You said, am I stupid?"

The ship was moving slowly along the steady stream of water, and time seemed to be put down. However, there was no time that could be slowed down. At least, Helan's time was disappearing rapidly.

After asking a question, Helan turned his head and looked at Yi Ruchang, as if he had let go of something.

Yi Ruchang didn't like this smile very much, which made his always stable heart seem to be poked. Naturally, he raised his hand and poked Helan's forehead and made a piss. He criticized without mercy: "Of course I'm stupid!"

Helan, who had never had any expression, rarely showed a vivid and playful expression. He shook his head and smiled, "I'm not stupid. Master said that Helan is not stupid."

"Oh." Yi Ruchang answered without any soul at all.

"I didn't lie to you. Actually, I remembered it: the master has become a scattered."

"Is the altar working?"

"Altar?" He Lan was stunned for a moment, but shook her head.

After thinking for a while, Helan continued to explain: "It shouldn't be completely right.

But the master said that there were only some small twists and turns in it... but when will the revenge be repaid? The master said, 'Don't seek revenge'. He just hoped that one day, hundreds of millions of Chinese descendants could watch the sunrise every day with hope. That's all."

Hello, there is something in the words.

Yi Ruchang scratched his head with some dissatisfaction. He Lan's words meant. Could it be that Mr. Wang Chengzhi did not cause his spiritual power to be exhausted and decayed because of urging the altar? Isn't it like the old practitioners in his sect who dedicated all their spiritual power, walked into the Heaven and Earth Hall, and entered the Mountain and Sea Altar?

There are other twists and turns in this matter?!

No way!

By the way, when I think about it carefully, it seems that Master Li San in the dream once mentioned "them". Could it be that the other ten old figures in the academy used to obstruct him? Or was it that someone betrayed him or other people?

But aren’t China all doing well now? The altar cannot be without effect. At least, something that is equivalent to the effect of the altar must have happened at that time. Otherwise, the consequences of that international disaster would be greater than just a decade of war or a decade of poverty...

The most hateful thing is that the truth of this kind of thing should be the only one who followed Li San at that time, and the only Li Erzhimu in the Shanhaitan knows the details.

At this point, the third master disappeared and I don’t know when it became extinct. However, Yi Ruchang didn’t want to pry Li’er’s mouth at all. That thing was too stubborn, not to mention that he still had a slight resentment.

In fact, the main reason is that Yi Ruchang really doesn’t like these intrigues. He had to raise his head and ask the heavens if there is any simpler one that can solve its worries, but he doesn’t need to know the whole story of these things!

Seeing that Yi Ruchang had no response for a long time, He Lan seemed to have to get a positive answer, and looked up and confirmed again: "Don't care too much about how Master died. OK?"

What Helan didn't know was that at this time, in Yi Ruchang's heart, he felt that its sound was so soft and soft, but he was even more sure that its bones were hard. The bones of many people in the world were much harder than those of monks.

What Yi Ruchang didn't know was that He Lan looked at him at this moment and was in the same mood at this moment.

This man is like Master Chengzhi who has just entered the cauldron. He hides emotions and secrets in his heart. He is like an ugly and hard walnut, but once he gives, he will be wholeheartedly devoted. The so-called shocking danger will eventually become a clown in front of him.

He will not be defeated, even if his heart stops beating in the next moment, he will not be defeated.

Not only him, but also the little girl Ningning, the little ritual with the stone, and the descendants of your Yushan Sect are not descendants of monks.

Fortunately, China has such a future!

Master, Helan is really not stupid. Helan is paying attention to you. Have you seen it?

After some thought, it saw Yi Ruchang but did not respond, but instead looked straight at itself, Helan was always uneasy.

Under Yi Ruchang's somewhat strong eyes, Helan smiled helplessly: "I am the undead and I can't care about the hearts of you people in the future. If the master is there and that Master Li San is there, maybe it will be better or not..."

Speaking of this, it shook its head and laughed at itself: "Oh, I'm greedy again."

The more you listen to it, the more you feel resentful you feel, but if you don’t want to vent your anger, it will only make you feel even more uncomfortable if you keep it in your heart.

You can't ask, you must not investigate any more! Just let the matter stay in 1937, just like Helan and Mr. Cheng Zhi thought, they both stay there.

Just think it was willful once.

It’s just a pity that even he himself understood that he was just a temporary escape. In the dark, the people and things related to that matter had long been like a vine, quietly reaching towards him in the fog.

He could not imagine it when he arrived early.

In such a quiet night wind, in the distant night view of the city, Helan seemed to finally feel tired. Its breathing gradually calmed down, like a real child, and her little face unconsciously retracted into her coat.

After its breathing finally came to a smooth flow, Yi Ruchang breathed a long sigh of relief, stretched his waist, and hugged it gently and covered it with airtightly before slowly walking back into the cabin.

"Mr. Yi, where will we go to the next stop? Ningning just said he wanted to go home to see him. I'll see we'll go to Vietnam to... Mr. Yi?" Wang Shixu said halfway through, shutting up a little apologetically.

He saw clearly that it was two people. Originally, when he came to meet him, because the light was not turned on, he didn't see Yi Ruchang holding He Lan. Wang Shixu looked at He Lan's little face a little apologetically, and then he realized that the latter was sleeping soundly, so he let out a long sigh. Huh, fortunately he didn't wake He Lan up.

After Yi Ruchang carefully carried Helan back to the bed beside Ningning and then went out, Wang Shixu followed again.

At the door of the room next to it, Mo Li also rubbed his eyes and walked out. After gently closing the door, he asked, "What."

However, Yi Ruchang's expression was very calm, and he seemed a little tired when he looked at the dim lights in the corridor.

For a moment, Mo Li had some bad premonitions, but it was hard to say. He just waited for Yiruyuan to make a conclusion.

"Next, go to the last stop." Yi Ruchang said softly, rubbing the upper end of his nose, as if he was a little tired.

On the other side of the door, Ningning fell asleep for a long time, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, probably having a good dream.

Through a bed, Helan opened his eyes slightly. In just a moment, he closed his eyes again.

Wang Shixu raised his hand and leaned against the door, facing Yi Ruchang's empty eyes, and there was a bad premonition in his heart.

But he knew that when the boat arrived here, there was a question.

"Mr. Yi, where will we go for the last stop?"
Chapter completed!