The white-headed man stood up with a cane, used the well water as a mirror, looked at himself and said satisfied: "It was exactly what he looked like when he met Zhu Jing."

Zhou Nianping said: "Is your brain... still normal? Since you are 'rejuvenated', why don't you become a boy?"

Mu Changfeng immediately glared at him. At such a heavy moment, Zhou Nianping was in the mood to quaint with words, which made people angry and scolded him.

The white-headed man stared at the bronze mirror in the well, with infinite tenderness and silent words. After a long time, he finally turned around cruelly, no longer looked at the bronze mirror, and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Nianping comes to do something and split the fragrant plant."

Zhou Nianping never caught the white-headed man's eyes. When he heard that he had to do it by himself, he was slightly stunned and said, "Why is it me?"

"You?" Baitou Weng looked at him with his eyes squinted, "You are a stern heart and lack of sympathy and compassion, so you are naturally the best candidate."

"What do you want me to do? I just don't do it." Zhou Nianping wanted to give the credit for saving Lin Molong to Mu Changfeng, but refused and had a firm attitude.

Mu Changfeng was worried that this move would have the power of backlash that would harm Zhou Nianping, so he didn't say much. He stepped forward, raised his silver axe, and chopped it on the trunk.

The plant was extremely strong and strong incense. Mu Changfeng used his life's power to cut out a hole that was about an inch long.

Just as I pulled out the axe and chopped it up, I suddenly saw blood rushing from the wound, and the sharp cry of a woman came from the well, which made everyone's eardrums numb.

"Just cut out the gap, retreat quickly." The white-headed man shouted anxiously.

Mu Changfeng felt chill in his heart and quickly took a few steps back. Blood flowed more and more from the wound of the fragrant tree, and the sharp shouts of the woman in the well were shrill and terrifying.

Fang Zhao, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly showed signs of awakening. Fang Zhiqiang was shocked and took out a handkerchief with a pill and pressed it on his mouth and nose.

Fang Zhao was caught in the pill and fell into a deep sleep again.

Lin Yuan jumped out of the window and rushed to Mu Changfeng, looking at the strange scene in front of him.

The flowers and leaves of the fragrant tree withered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. A cluster of black fog surged out of the well, and a woman in white appeared. She was the wife of the white-headed man with blood gushing in her abdomen, which was terrible.

Zhou Nianping and Lin Yuan were both afraid that the woman would attack Mu Changfeng in anger, so they both stood in front and made a stance to resist.

"The bastard, you dare to kill me." The woman's face was extremely ferocious and floated out of the black fog.

Everyone saw her appearance clearly and all took a breath.

The woman's body was extremely strange and showed a translucent state. The blood vessels on her face and hands were faintly visible, like long blue-black snakes.

The strangest thing is that her eyes actually had dark red pupils, with faint light and shining.

Zhou Nianping suppressed his fear and said, "I will make it clear. We are cutting trees, who will kill you."

When Baitou Weng saw his wife again, he felt mixed emotions and said in tears: "Ahua, I asked him to take action."

Ah Hua glared and said, "Why, why did you kill me?"

Baitou Weng said: "Ahua, take a look at me carefully. Do you still remember the scene of our meeting back then?"

Ahua was so angry that he was not in the mood to recall the past. He grabbed the white-headed man's neck and cursed viciously: "A bastard, shameless and despicable. I want to kill you, everyone will die together, and go to hell together."

The white-headed man smiled slightly, but his tears couldn't stop flowing.

Zhou Nianping took out the turbid spirit fan. Just as he was about to take a fatal blow, Mu Changfeng suddenly pulled him behind him and slashed Ahua's neck with a hand knife.

She was seriously injured and faced the danger of being dispersed. She suffered a hand knife and fainted.

The white-headed man held her in his arms and cast a grateful look at Mu Changfeng.

"You knew this axe would kill her?" Zhou Nianping looked at him with his eyes slanted. All the sympathy before disappeared, and the contempt arose, "The old guy is cruel enough."

The white-headed man hugged Ah Hua tightly, his heart was empty, without sorrow or guilt, and all his joys, anger, sorrow and happiness disappeared. "The bones of Zhujing were also in the well, and they merged with the roots of the fragrant tree. She and the tree were no longer separated from each other, and they all flourished and lost. "

Zhou Nianping sneered and said, "Do you think everything you do is noble?"

Mu Changfeng stomped him hard in secret and whispered: "Don't stimulate the old man anymore."

"Is I wrong?" Zhou Nianping stomped his feet in a panic, "The poor people must have something hateful. He was indeed a victim back then, and he went to find the Grand Master with hatred. He vented all the hatred on the innocent people, killing Master Fang, which made Senior Brother Fang worse than death. He is so noble now that he doesn't want to harm innocent people, so he will pay his wife's life."

Mu Changfeng winked frequently, and Zhou Nianping turned a blind eye, "She is your hair-bred wife, giving birth to children for you, and killing her hair-bred wife for outsiders. No matter how I look at you, I don't like you."

Lin Yuan was a little amused and said, "Since you don't like it, why don't you stop it?"

Zhou Nianping said angrily: "Of course it is to save your grandfather. His wife is not my wife. He wants her to die, so why should I stop her?"

Lin Yuan was speechless, "Save, save my grandfather?"

"Changfeng's axe cut down and saved your grandfather's life." Zhou Nianping looked like a grinning beast at this time, "I just want to see how cruel a man can be. The wife who has a wife gave up when she said that she was giving up, and she was a beast in clothes and was dirty and shameless."

The white-headed man let Zhou Nianping scold him for a long time and said quietly: "I have made a big mistake back then. I shouldn't have resented Lin Molong. Looking back on this life, it's hard to describe it. If I could do it again, I would rather be a blind man, deaf man, invisible, inaudible, ignorant, not distinguish good and evil, accompany my wife and children, and live our own quiet life."

Zhou Nianping snorted, and a feeling of sadness surged in his heart.

Lin Yuan knelt down and kowtowed three times, saying, "Thank you for your willingness to save my grandfather's life. This kind of kindness and virtue will never be forgotten by the younger generation."

Baitou Weng said: "If you have the opportunity to go to the Yinxian Kingdom in the future, please bring out the bones of my children and find a suitable place to be buried."

Lin Yuan said: "Please rest assured, I will definitely do it."

The white-headed man was relieved and had no worries anymore. He held his wife in one hand and leaned on a cane in the other, and walked slowly into the mountains.

Mu Changfeng suddenly remembered a very important thing and asked loudly: "Where is Uncle Fang buried, please inform me."

The white-headed man's body froze for a long time and said, "It's cremated, and the ashes dissipate with the wind. This is his last wish at the end of his life. He wants to fly to the ends of the earth with the wind, hoping that one day he will find Qin Qiqian."
Chapter completed!