At this moment, Yan Qingrui was not the only one who was attracted by the golden light.

On the opposite mountain, when Yan Qingrui jumped into the river, someone really saw it.

In a small pavilion on the shade of the trees on the mountain, the two of them were drinking tea to each other. The middle-aged scholar was talking to Xu Yun about the cup of bitter rain tea yesterday. Xu Yun said with contempt: "What's so great about your bitter rain tea? It's almost the same for dealing with ordinary people. If you want to deal with that girl, you should practice it again!"

The middle-aged scholar looked at Xu Yun with a proud expression and sneered: "Looking at you like that, those who don't know would think that girl is your daughter!"

With a puff, the tea in Xuyun's mouth immediately sprayed the middle-aged scholar's face, and he said, "Don't talk nonsense, she is my friend, my age-lost friend!"

It is rare for the middle-aged scholar to see Xu Yun so disobediently, so he naturally wanted to poke him and immediately said, "What are you excited about? There is no silver here?"

Looking at Xu Yunziya's grin, he instantly felt that the food he had eaten in front of Yan Qingrui yesterday was not so depressed.

However, he had to get up and deal with it after being sprayed with tea.

He faced one side, took out a white silk squid from his sleeve, and slowly wiped the water droplets on his face. The direction he faced was just by the river.

Just here, he saw Yan Qingrui stepping towards the bridge.

He put away the silk squid, turned around, looked at Xuyun, and slowly said: "How long did you lie down when you crossed my Hanhuo Bridge?"

As soon as he heard this, Xu Yun almost jumped up. He said angrily: "Didn't you say you are not allowed to mention Hanhuo Bridge?"

That time, he lay down for five days. The ice on his body wrapped him into an ice sculpture. If the Lord of the Shadow Valley had not personally prepared medicine, he would have thought he would have reincarnated for the next life.

The middle-aged scholar looked at him and said with some gloating pleasure: "If the little bastard you like crosses the Hanhuo Bridge, how long do you think she will lie?"

Xuyun glared at him and said, "How could she cross the Hanhuo Bridge? Old Man Wen, you weren't tempting her to your Hanhuo Bridge, right?"

The middle-aged scribe rolled his eyes and said, "I have so many babies in Shadowless Valley, and that little bastard is so greedy. Do you think I still need me to seduce her? I'm afraid I can't stop her, right?"

Xuyun snorted on the side, and he agreed very much.

The middle-aged scholar took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Look, isn't she crossing the bridge?"

Xu Yun was surprised and walked quickly to the pavilion and looked over there. He saw Yan Qingrui's legs getting angry and the moment she flew to the water.

Xuyun almost jumped up. He grabbed the middle-aged scholar's collar and said angrily: "Wen Tianji, I was thick in the past, and the cold fire poison could not be sustained. She was still a little girl..."

Wen Tianji rolled his eyes when he was strangled and said, "It's not me that I asked her to cross the bridge, it's not me that I let her be poisoned, I blame me?"

Xu Yun thought about it, but he had a tampered with his neck, glared at him, and started to play tricks: "I don't care. You can go and save her immediately now. She wants to have a few things, and I will never end up with you."
Chapter completed!