He had personally seen Zhao Zhengyin's smile and bought hairpins for Yunxi. He had personally seen Zhao Zhengyin sick in Yunxi. When he was injured, he whispered her to take medicine when he was injured. He thought that Yunxi lived in the clouds and lived in Zhao Zhengyin's care and love. Zhao Zhengyin would hold her hand firmly until he became white headed.

But he never imagined that Zhao Zhengyin was a philanthropic and greedy person. It was not enough to have Yunxi. He also had a relationship with Luo Yunxian, the most hated of Yunxi. It was proposed that Nalu Yunxian be a concubine ...

Yunxi is an arrogant person. How could she share her sweetheart with other women, especially, that woman is the one she hates the most, so Yunxi and Zhao Zhengyin clashed and killed Zhao Zhengyin ...

If I knew Yunxi and Zhao Zhengyin would be the result, he would never choose to let go, but would let Yunxi see Zhao Zhengyin's true colors unscrupulously, and let her and Zhao Zhengyin break up early ...

Instead of drawing a line with Zhao Zhengyin as a corpse like now ...

Mu Tianqi leaned down, his slender, jade-like hands, stroking the three words of Luo Yunxi on the tombstone, a sorrow flashed in the gaunt eyes ...

"Hehe ... I can't think that the prime minister Mobei Mucheng is still a lover." A hoarse male voice suddenly sounded. A man wearing a cloak and a hood, covering the whole body in the darkness, slowly walked through the grass not far away Came out.

As he approached, an invisible coercion spread out around him. Mu Tianqi glanced coldly at the cloak man: "Who are you?" The man's face was hidden in the hood, Mu Tianqi Can't see his appearance, but clearly feel that the cloak man is a rare master, can't help but secretly alert.

The man in the cloak didn't care, he smiled: "I'm here to help Mu Chengxiang!"

"What do you mean?" Mu Tianqi looked at the cloak man puzzled.

The man in the cloak chuckled and smiled, looking at Luo Yunxi's tombstone: "Mu Chengxiang likes Lord Lord Luo and wants to marry Lord Lord Luo."

"Nonsense." If he didn't like Yunxi and didn't want to marry Yunxi as his wife, he wouldn't engrave the tomb of his wife Mu Yunluoxi on the tombstone of Yunxi: "What the hell do you want to say?" Mu Tian Chi deep voice reveals endless coldness and impatience.

The man in the cloak still didn't care, and said with a smile: "Xia Xian would like to say that Xia Mu can help Mu Chengxiang recall the soul of Lord Lord Luo ..."

Mu Tianqi's dark eyes shrank violently: "How is this possible?"

"Why not?" The man in the cloak asked unkindly.

Mu Tianqi's eyes flickered unnaturally. He never believed that people have souls, so he would be so surprised. Do people really have souls?

"Of course." The man in the cloak focused on the head: if there is a person, there is a soul, Luo Yunxi's body is dead, the soul is still in ...

Mu Tianqi's eyes fell, and thoughtfully said: "Yunxi has been dead for three years, and her soul can still be brought in ..."

"Naturally can be recruited." Seeing Mu Tianqi believed him, the man in the cloak felt much better, proudly said: "The poor is the best at recruiting souls, let alone Lord Lord Luo died only three years, even if Thirty years after she died, the poor can recruit her back ... "

"Really?" Mu Tianqi doubted it.