【145】Morning and evening, longing for you

Qianyu of course knew that the "she" Chi Rui was referring to was Su Xueer.

"Master Wu has arrived in Weicheng. She asked me to find you and then go to Weicheng to meet her. The current governor of Weicheng is none other than Mu Yuan, who participated in framing the old general."

Hearing the name Mu Yuan, Chi Rui's fists stiffened.

Chi Rui no longer cared about what the truth was or whether the verdict could be overturned.

But he will definitely make this thief Mu Yuan suffer a fate worse than death.

It's not just Mu Yuan, but also those people who are fanning the flames and aiding the evil behind the scenes.

Chi Ruidu had already secretly made a list in his mind.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and he engraved every name on the monument of hatred.

Qianyu looked at the murderous aura emanating from Chi Rui, and knew in his heart that the road ahead would probably be stained with blood.

Chi Rui spoke slowly: "Not a single one of them can escape. I will make sure they never have a chance to reincarnate."

After saying that, he took a deep breath.

After a pause, Qianyu lowered his head and said, "There is no news about Su Xueer, but I can be sure that she must have returned to the courtyard afterward."

Chi Rui's heart, which was occupied by hatred, suddenly became clear again.

His life is no longer just about revenge.

He has important things to do.

Will she wait for him?

Thinking about how heartbroken she was that day and how she refused to recognize or see me these days.

He was also at a loss.

After he has done all these dangerous things, will she still be herself and will she still wait for him?

Chi Rui turned his head to look at the hunter in the distance, walked up to him, and said solemnly: "Brother Fan, thank you for taking care of me for so many days. I cannot thank you enough, and I will repay you in the future."

The hunter waved his hand and remained silent.

Chi Rui added: "Brother Fan, please help me convey a message to her."

He looked up at the azure sky. At this moment, Su Xueer's beautiful face was also reflected in the sky.

Chi Rui slowly said, "I miss you day and night, and I will stay with you till we are old."

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring it there." The hunter nodded.

He was a rough man and didn't understand these two sentences, but he took money from people and did things for them, so he just said a few words.

Right at this moment.

Xue Lingyu stepped forward and pushed Chi Rui, defending Su Xueer. "Chi Rui, why do you treat your sister like this? She almost lost her life for you many times. Who is the reason why you can stand here today? Why are all you men so heartless?"

After saying that, he glared fiercely at Qianyu who was standing beside him.

Han Moqian sent her home that day, and the next day she heard about the incident at the river patrol ferry.

Worried and worried, he finally found Qianyu after much difficulty.

However, Han Moqian and Su Xueer could not be found.

I also heard about the breakup between Chi Rui and Su Xueer at the ferry that day, and I felt that Chi Rui was a big scumbag.

Chi Rui couldn't help but frown as a serious wound on his body began to split open again due to Xue Lingyu's violent pushing.

Qianyu immediately scolded: "Xue Lingyu, what are you doing?"

Bright red blood oozed from Chi Rui's white shirt on his right arm.

Xue Lingyu felt a little guilty when he saw this: "I...I didn't mean it."

Qian Yu quickly helped the pale Chi Rui sit down on a bamboo chair nearby and scolded Xue Lingyu: "Don't you know that you are as strong as an ox? An ordinary person can't withstand such a push from you, let alone the young master who is injured."

Xue Lingyu fell silent, filled with guilt, her eyes red. She squatted down, carefully checked Chi Rui's wound, and stammered, "I really didn't know you were injured. I was just worried about Sister Xue'er..."

The voice became lower and lower, with a hint of crying.

Chi Rui took a deep breath, endured the pain, and frowned.

Xue Lingyu was right, he was heartless.