The death of the leader cannot be public. This is the consensus reached by her Shen Yuning and Bai Yu.

After buried the ashes of her brother, she had been thinking about what to do on the way back to Wulin League. The elder brother was the belief of the entire martial arts. If his death was to the public, the Wulin League would become a plate of Sanzha.

If even his brother died, who would be sure to take revenge for him?

She even thought about asking Ji Xinyuan for help at the time, but this would undoubtedly pull him into this dangerous situation.

It wasn't until returning to the Wulin League and saw the magician ink fennel that she resolutely decided to dress up for a man. As the martial arts leader, she continued to write the legend of her brother, and used this to explore the murderer who killed her brother.

Bai Yuben opposed it, but when she had to enter the rivers and lakes, she followed without hesitation.

"Unlike what I thought about it at first," Bai Yu murmured: "I thought I could find the murderer at the martial arts conference, but no, I thought I could win the great victory when I went to the Magic Palace, but I thought

The truth is in Junbei, we are here now, and we still have nothing to find. The leader of the alliance, let's go back, it should not stay here for a long time. ".

"But we are not at all without gain," Shen Yuning said with his fingers: "Look, at least we know what the" Emperor's Book "is.

Do you all show your face? "

"What about the predecessors of Jianxian? And the head of Cuiwei Mountain, and those disciples who died of unlucky, including the various factions who are now being siege, wouldn't they be innocent."

"If I do not trace this matter, they can be exempt from death?

Bai Yu's head did not speak, and Shen Yuning got up helplessly and wrapped the bedding on him.

"I will take you out, and I will definitely be responsible for you. At least I can guarantee that you will never let you die before me."

After speaking, I feel wrong, and look at my movements, like a negative heart that starts to discard.

Bai Yu is still angry: "The subordinates only hope that the alliance owners can be good, safe and peaceful, and things on the rivers and lakes have their own solutions. You should not be involved in danger in danger."

"Why do I have nothing to do with the rivers and lakes? My dad is the leader of the alliance, my brother is the leader of the alliance, and now you call me an alliance leader. These things must be related to me."

Bai Yu shook his head and stubbornly see: "No, have nothing to do."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Shen Yuning had to compromise: "Alright, you must be tired after you have been with me for so long. If you want to leave, I don’t stop it."

"When did you want to leave! Even if you want to leave, you have to take the leader to leave together!"

"Then you don't want to go to you to say these words and hurt my heart?"

"Why don't the subordinates say these things to others, don't the alliance owners understand?"

"Understand and understand!" Shen Yu's signs of grinding fangs: "I would have to do things that make you angry in the future."

"Today, I am angry, not just because the leader secretly left and did not tell his subordinates."

Shen Yuning looked at him: "What is it?"

"That little bun is called your mother, the call is quite smooth!"

The latter Yu Xun stood up and said, "The surname of the surname Meng has been questioned again, you are here again! I call here, he wants to call, I will not suffer.

His son has nothing to do with it, and I and the little buns are really fate, that's all! "

Bai Yu's emotions were a bit slightly relieved, and he heard that this remark was stiff again: "If Meng Tang took the opportunity to do not track you, I really want to marry you as the child's postmine!"

"I possibly may I get married than what he wants to marry!"

Bai Yu was startled, and his eyes opened.

Shen Yuning was also surprised: "You won't think it is true! I, I laugh, I don't want to marry him!"

Whether this is a laugh, Bai Yu's hit is obviously not small.

"Alliance, you should be awake. In his eyes, you are just a substitute for a dead wife. If not, you don't even have a cat, dog, dog!"

"It's too much!"

Is it not as good as cats and dogs, get up, the vegetables you bring are cold! "

Drag the person from the bed, and she went to the next door to call Shi Rong to drink together. Shi Rong had already held the food box and waited outside.

The dinner of the Northwest Palace is given rice porridge, white noodle steamed buns, and three side dishes and a pot of wine, and the two dishes brought by Shen Yuping are made into a table.

Shen Yuning said: "Bai Yu, haven't you finished eating last time?"

Bai Yudao: "After eating."

"Well? What are you in your cabinet?"

Bai Yu pushed it with a strong palm, and closed the cabinet strongly.

"..."

Three people, a small pot of wine, one person is at least three cups. The meal is very silent.

After eating and drinking, Bai Yu sent Shen Yu back again, and stopped at the door of her room.

In the end, I didn't say anything, and turned to say.

Lord Shen Meng looked at his tall and stubborn back.

Pushing the door in, the little bun was sitting at the table alone at the table.

She puzzled: "Song Yue is not there?"

"Well ... I asked him to go back to rest, he was very hard for me all day."

Oh, this one can't grow up.

"Have you eaten?"

"Have eaten," the little bun turned to look at her, and the little face was full of dullness: "Dad is still angry with me and did not eat with me."

Shen Yuning stretched out a lazy waist: "How can the father and son have overnight revenge, it will be fine tomorrow."

"What if it's not good tomorrow?"

"Believe me, it's okay."

"All right……"

Having said that, until Shen Yuning sorted out the content of the "Emperor's Book", he took a look at his own package, and finally cleaned the bed to sleep. The little bun still sat there with the sadness, and even the little finger was still there was still in the small finger.

After pulling on the table for a long time, a piece of raw paint was removed!

She couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over to hold the child into her arms: "Still sad?"

"Dad must be angry with me ... He must never want to treat me anymore."

"No, that's your father, who is he good to you?"

The little guy looked up at her, and his eyes were crying: "Then why don't he eat with me, don't come to see me ..."

"Uh ..." The Children comforted the child.

"Really?"

"Really, if he doesn't forgive you, he will have the style of lover."

"Then you go with me."

Shen Yuning fell into a dilemma, and she broke up in the lobby during the day. She really didn't have the courage to serve the softness.

That's right, she doesn't feel that stealing out is wrong now.

Xiao Baozi shook her again: "You go with me, I'm afraid that Dad will refuse to forgive me, or hit my palm ..."

"Otherwise, I am waiting for you at the door. If he beats you, you will call me loud, I go in to save you!"

The little bun frowned and looked at her, but she did not intend to let go.

In the end, Xiao Baozi agreed with her proposal.

The two ghostly walked to the door of the house of the Lord Meng Zong, and the lights inside were lit. The little buns didn't dare to go in, and it was not until there was a cough in it, reminding him that he would leave if he was okay, and he was timid. One sound: "Daddy ..."

The words were quiet inside without any response.

Shen Yuning gave him an encouragement, and the little bun said: "Dad ... don't you forgive me? If you don't forgive me, I will be angry."

"..."

The Lord Shen Meng was helpless, and he knocked on the door, and he was cold in the inside: "Come in."

She pushed the little bun in, and quickly put the door quickly when he turned around

Close.

The little buns are tangled and dazed.

Although his biological father in front of him was, for so many years, the number of people was not even as close as the two years.

He is not good at communicating with the father. He only respects and awe of him, fearing that he is too harsh to himself, but he is even more afraid that he will alienate himself.

The Lord Meng was leaning on the couch, and his hand was his soft sword named Sichuan. His focus was almost the same as he didn't straighten.

The little buns were a little cramped from entering the door. The two steps were rushed to the front. Seeing the sliced ​​snacks on the table, the little finger couldn't help but poke.

Go to see the father again, and don't even plan to criticize him. There is still the only sword in his eyes.

He squeezed across the oil paper again, and inside it was a cracker with oil dumplings and made a break. However, his father did not plan to criticize him.

The little bun had to come forward and called: "Daddy."
To be continued...