"Rong girl."
Looking at the person behind Honda, Jinhua was greatly shocked.
She stared at the figure in front of her for a while, and tears fell silently.
"Uncle Mu."
He shook off Gao Wenxuan's hand unconsciously, almost like an arrow, and rushed towards the man, with red eyes, red face, and more tears streaming down his face.
Jinhua did not expect, and almost never expected, that the person behind Honda, the person who followed Mu Shaoqiu to Shennongjia, was not Xu, but Uncle Mu.
After grabbing Uncle Mu's hand, the sourness in her heart suddenly filled her whole body.
As time went by, even breathing became painful.
She thought that Uncle Mu died in the Great Witch's Tomb, but she didn't expect that Uncle Mu was alive and standing in front of her alive.
This made her excited, but at the same time it made her even more sad.
After identifying Gao Wenxuan, Jinhua almost buried Gao Kuan in her heart, but the moment she saw Uncle Mu, all the tear ducts burst without attack.
"What a good boy, you don't even say hello when you see Uncle Mu."
Uncle Mu hugged Jinhua and let her go.
He also walked up to Gao Wenxuan with red eyes, slapped his hands high in the air, and slapped her.
"Uncle Mu."
Jinhua wiped away his tears with a broken smile.
Uncle Mu's energetic appearance still looked the same, even though they had had a quarrel.
However, she couldn't let Uncle Mu beat Gao Wenxuan for no reason.
Looking at Uncle Mu's battle, Yue Mo recognized Gao Wenxuan as Ah Kuan.
Wiping away her tears, with a slight smile on her lips, Jinhua endured a feeling of sadness, grabbed Uncle Mu's hand, and at the same time pulled Gao Wenxuan beside her, and introduced to Uncle Mu in front of him: "Uncle Mu, this It's high" His lips were blocked unexpectedly.
He was stunned for a moment, raised his head in shock, and met a pair of dark eyes.
There seemed to be the deepest darkness in his eyes when he stared at her.
In my heart, it’s inexplicable.
There seems to be a south wind passing through.
Jin Hua raised the corners of her mouth, gently grabbed Gao Wenxuan's hand, and carefully took down his broad palm.
She understood what he meant, but she was unwilling to wrong him.
Love is fair, and the relationship between them only requires the two protagonists.
Kuan is dead, so she should see it more clearly.
Therefore, Jinhua looked at Uncle Mu with a smile and decided to tell the truth.
Gao Wenxuan sighed softly in his heart.
When he fell in love with someone, he planned for her, made plans, felt sad and happy for her, and worried about her.
He found that he gradually became less like himself.
"Uncle Mu."
Jinhua heard Gao Wenxuan call out "Uncle Mu" before her.
When she looked at him, she found that he winked at her and hugged her lower back even more boldly.
While in shock, Jinhua heard Gao Wenxuan's low voice close to her ear, and he said a little sourly: "Did he hug you like this before?"
Jinhua was stunned, and it took him a long time to react.
He grabbed Gao Wenxuan's arm with some embarrassment, and whispered back in a negotiating tone: "Stop making trouble, Akuan."
"It's different, Rong Jinhua, you treat me completely differently than you treat him."
Gao Wenxuan's voice was much higher this time.
Jinhua caught him quickly, dumbfounded.
At this time, in front of these people, she could not argue with him, so she could only endure it: "Wenxuan, Akuan died for me, we It’s better not to mention this matter, I’m afraid Uncle Mu doesn’t know about it yet.”
Gao Wenxuan glanced sideways: "We just don't know, so we have to pretend.
If you don't think about yourself, you should think about Uncle Mu.
He will be so sad when he knows about Xiao Gaokuan's death."
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Seeing Jinhua lowering her eyes and sighing, he held her hand tightly: "I don't allow you to miss him anymore.
You can only have me in your world."
Looking at Gao Wenxuan's childish face, Jinhua suppressed the sadness on her face and her eyes were clear.
Looking at him like this, her heart seemed to be warmed by someone.
She slowly closed her eyes and nodded. .
Gao Wenxuan turned his face with satisfaction and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
There was a glint in his eyes, but he still stepped forward with a smile to greet him: "How is Uncle Mu?
Long time no see."
Uncle Mu puffed his beard and glared, and tapped Gao Wenxuan's head with his finger knot accurately: "You boy, you really have a conscience, our little dog Dan, but we have been talking about you at home for a long time, by the way, That Shilaozi cake, bring some for our little dog Dan when you come next time.”
Uncle Mu, Little Dog Dan, didn’t know that Little Dog Dan was dead?
Jinhua's whole body trembled, and she couldn't help but look sideways at Mu Shaoqiu, who was looking over at her.
Mu Shaoqiu nodded as if to say hello.
The fog in Jinhua's heart is getting thicker and thicker, and the anxiety in her heart is getting heavier and heavier.
She moved her gaze to Gao Wenxuan's beautiful side face, and while Jinhua looked at him, he raised the corners of his mouth with a smile that was so bright that people couldn't take their eyes away.
With Gao Kuan's help, Gao Wenxuan chatted happily with Uncle Mu, and Jinhua also listened to some of Uncle Mu's words.
Uncle Mu mostly told stories about her hanging out with Gao Kuan in the tavern in the middle of the night and eating out in restaurants, or about them going to the mountains to sketch or hang out.
Uncle Mu smiled and talked about his family treasures for a long time.
Jinhua listened and looked at Gao Wenxuan's unhappy but still smiling face.
He wanted to beg Uncle Mu not to talk any more.
Finally, Uncle Mu stopped.
What Jinhua couldn’t clear out even after he jumped into the Yellow River was the last moment.
Uncle Mu asked again: “Boy, have you gone to your Uncle Rong’s house to propose marriage?”
After hearing what Gao Wenxuan said, he glanced at Jinhua lightly and said with a smile: "I have this plan."
Uncle Mu slapped her again: "You're still planning on finding a good girl like Rong Yatou with a lantern.
Haven't you always liked Rong Yatou?
All the paintings I saw of you were filled with Rong Yatou."
After speaking, Uncle Mu smiled knowingly.
Jinhua felt Gao Wenxuan's half-smiling look and couldn't help but feel a little numb.
Sure enough, when Uncle Mu didn't speak, he came to her side, held her hand with some force, and asked: "You heard what Uncle Mu said just now, then I ask you, will you promise me Proposal?”
His tone was serious and firm, as if he was saying, you are destined to marry me.
Jinhua hesitated a little, avoided his burning gaze, looked at Mu Shaoqiu, and changed the subject: "Jinhua doesn't want to beat around the bush, sir.
Why don't you speak frankly about what we need to do?"
Mu Shaoqiu clapped his hands and walked over.
His big tumor swayed with the shaking of his body.
Jinhua looked at it and was a little worried about whether the tumor would fall off.
"It's very simple, we find the Rebirth Gu and destroy it."
Mu Shaoqiu's words were decisive.
Jinhua pinched the corners of his clothes, his palms filled with cold sweat.
I don’t know when, but fate has quietly shuffled the cards, but are the cards in my hand good or bad?
She hasn't seen the direction of the cards yet. sjgsf0916: