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Chapter Seventy-Three: Buried Together


Xia Yifeng's words made Mu Yan couldn't help being stunned.

He turned to look at Xia Yifeng's eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling.

Mu Yan glared at him with gloomy eyes and reprimanded in a low voice: "Shut your mouth and look ahead."

Xia Yifeng pursed his lips in aggrieved manner.

Xia Yifeng raised his eyes and glanced at the darkening sky, with a trace of worry in his eyes.

Putting away his previous impropriety, Xia Yifeng cleared her throat, and then said: "This rain must be heavy, I think we should find a place to hide first.

They can't move fast if it rains, and the driver is one of ours , I already know the way forward.

It’s not worth it to get caught in the rain under such circumstances.”

After lowering his eyes and thinking for a while, Mu Yan nodded slightly and quickly searched in his mind for places nearby that could take shelter from the rain.

Unfortunately, after much deliberation, she didn't think of any other place besides Qingshan Village.

With a flash of his eyes, Mu Yan said "Follow me" to Xia Yifeng, then he accelerated his speed, bypassing the carriages of Murong Zixuan and others, and headed towards Qingshan Village like the wind.

Standing at the foot of Qingshan Village, Mu Yan raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Feeling the cool breeze blowing in, he turned back to face Xia Yifeng's slightly smiling eyes, and Mu Yan said in a cold voice: "Go up."

After leading Xia Yifeng through the mazes he had set up here before, when he arrived inside Qingshan Village and stood in the large courtyard of Qingshan Village, Mu Yan's mind immediately recalled every detail of his life here. drop.

Murong Zixuan also stayed here for a while.

If time permits, he should also take Leng Yaner and others here to escape the heavy rain.

Ignoring Xia Yifeng behind him, Mu Yan walked straight into her room.

Opening the door, he looked at everything familiar in the house.

The dusty tables and chairs made the place look extremely desolate.

With a wry smile, Mu Yan opened all the windows in the room, then walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, and sat on the clean mattress.

The cool breeze blowing in front of him made Mu Yan feel much calmer.

After his eyes wandered around the room, Mu Yan looked at Xia Yifeng, who was still standing motionless in the middle of the room, curled his lips and said: "You can sit on the floor.

The tables and chairs cannot be moved.

If you sit down, Murong Zixuan will wait a moment.

If you chase me, you will find the flaw."

"If you don't want to sit on the bed, I'm going to sit on the floor."

Xia Yifeng raised his eyebrows and shook his head in self-denial.

He strode to Mu Yan's side and sat down unceremoniously.

Xia Yifeng tilted her body with interest and looked directly at Mu Yan's side face.

It wasn't until he saw Mu Yan glaring at him in displeasure that Xia Yifeng slowly withdrew his gaze.

Time passed quickly, and lightning pierced the sky, followed by deafening thunder.

The heavy rain soon poured down.

Standing in front of the window, Mu Yan admired the rare rain scene.

"Someone is coming."

Xia Yifeng, who had been standing behind Mu Yan, used his sensitive hearing to detect that someone had broken in and was approaching step by step.

Looking out the window gloomily, Xia Yifeng looked back at the house, trying hard to find a place where he and Mu Yan could hide.

With an idea, Xia Yifeng suddenly grabbed Mu Yan's wrist and rushed towards the bed.

Lifting the bed board with force, Xia Yifeng looked at Mu Yan who looked stupid and said sternly: "What are you thinking about?

Hurry in."

Without realizing what Xia Yifeng was going to do for a moment, Mu Yan couldn't help but follow his instructions and jump into the bed cabinet.

Lying on the cold board, Mu Yan watched Xia Yifeng hurriedly tidying up the bedding on the bed, then lifted the entire bed board, then stepped into the bed cabinet, and while slowly lying down, he carefully arranged the bedding on the bed.

The bed board is pressed in place.

In the small, dark space, it was so quiet that only each other's breathing could be heard.

Turning sideways, Mu Yan felt the body temperature of Xia Yifeng next to her and frowned.

She didn't understand why she was in such a mess.

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"What are you doing?"

he asked Xia Yifeng in confusion, Mu Yan's voice was filled with dissatisfaction.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhing me being here coming."

Xia Yifeng responded to Mu Yan in a low voice.

Xia Yifeng quickly turned over and pressed on Mu Yan's body, and then used her mouth to cover Mu Yan's lips that wanted to curse.

The messy footsteps of several people reached the ears of Mu Yan and Xia Yifeng, and a familiar sound of "ghost weather" also made Mu Yan startled.

It's Murong Zixuan Lying stiffly, Mu Yan looked at Junyan, who was close to Xia Yifeng, with a tangled expression for a long time, and then turned his head to the side.

Xia Yifeng did it on purpose.

Mu Yan was very sure of this in his heart.

Even if he had just heard that the footsteps belonged to Murong Zixuan and the others, he could have taken advantage of the opportunity before they reached him and pulled him out.

Although Mu Yan didn't know exactly which room Murong Zixuan would walk into if he came here to take shelter from the rain.

But no matter what, she shouldn't be in this place and in this form to avoid Murong Zixuan.

Standing in a familiar room, Murong Zixuan first glanced at the things in the room with a smile, and then sat on the floor in front of the door with a contemplative look on his face.

He ignored the fact that his coat was wet with rain and he was staring at the door.

Rain scene outside.

Time passed by minute by minute, but the heavy rain still showed no tendency to become smaller.

Several people in the house were enjoying the cool breeze leisurely and looking at the rainy scene.

But Mu Yan, who was trapped under the bed, did not have such good luck.

The stuffy hot space, coupled with the fact that Xia Yifeng had been clinging to her and refusing to go down, kept Mu Yan's body in a tight state.

There was Murong Zixuan outside, so Mu Yan could not use force to deal with the gangster Xia Yifeng.

He could only keep glaring at him with sharp eyes and condemning his various behaviors.

As if not seeing Mu Yan's dissatisfied gaze, Xia Yifeng smiled triumphantly.

For a moment, their eyes met unexpectedly.

Xia Yifeng looked at the person under him with burning eyes, put away the childish look on his face that did not suit his status, Xia Yifeng slowly lowered his head and leaned next to Mu Yan's ear.

In a weak voice that only the two of them could hear, he said slowly: "It would be great if we could be buried together when we die in the future."

Xia Yifeng's words made Mu Yan's heart sink suddenly.

With a murderous look in his eyes, Mu Yan looked at Xia Yifeng sharply, frowned and warned: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful I won't be polite to you."

Mu Yan's words made the rogue smile that had just disappeared on Xia Yifeng's face come back again.

Smiling evilly and squinting his eyes, Xia Yifeng shook his head extremely seriously, silently rejecting Mu Yan's warning

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