Chapter 1998: Uncle Zhao, an Old Acquaintance in Love

All around, everyone was completely dumbfounded. These two people had known each other for a long time.

That's right, Mu Hanyan does know the man in front of him, isn't he exactly the Zhao Sining who has a deep love for Miss Zhao Si and therefore hates Mu Han deeply, but is also an enemy and friend.

However, Mu Hanyan never expected that Zhao Sining would have such white hair that when he first saw him, he was not completely sure, and wondered if he had mistaken him.

It wasn't until Zhao Sining spoke that she realized that she hadn't admitted her mistake.

"What's the matter with your hair?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously.

"I don't know what's going on. Before I came here, I always thought of Lingxian, just like she was by my side. Later, my hair gradually turned white." Zhao Sining said lightly, but his tone was full of longing. A little bit of sweetness and happiness.

It was only then that Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that Zhao Sining had been thinking about Miss Zhao Si day and night to such an extent that he even wanted to turn his hair white. With Zhao Lingxian's death, Mu Hanyan's resentment towards him had long since dissipated, and she was inexplicably moved by his deep affection for Zhao Sining.

"Are you okay?" Mu Hanyan asked.

In any case, Zhao Sining was Mu Hanyan's former companion, and even shared life and death together. When they met again, Mu Hanyan still had a kind feeling of being reunited with an old friend.

"It's okay." Zhao Sining replied.

"How is your spirit?" Mu Hanyan asked with concern.

"The spirit is much better than before." Zhao Sining said.

Much better than before... Hearing this, Mu Hanyan's heart trembled, and then she looked at Zhao Sining worriedly. Since Zhao Sining got mental illness, her spirit was getting better and better, but it was not so good when she was sober.

Zhao Sining's spirit is much better than before, doesn't it mean that his condition has worsened?

"Are you still taking your medicine on time?" Mu Hanyan then asked.

"I'm fully healed. My brain has never been so easy to use. Even practicing the priest's magic can get twice the result with half the effort. I don't need to take medicine anymore." Zhao Sining said conceitedly.

Hearing his words, Mu Hanyan became even more worried.

Although Zhao Sining refused to admit it before, he was willing to take the medicine, which showed that he still knew that he was not mentally normal. Now he feels that he is completely healed, and his brain is still functioning better than ever. Obviously, his condition is getting worse.

The reason is simple, the more severely mentally ill a person is, the less likely he is to admit that he is ill.

Beside them, seeing Mu Hanyan and Zhao Sining having questions and answers, although it was plain, but also revealed a strange familiarity and kindness, Zhao Zhiyuan and others' hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

Looking at it like this, the two not only knew each other, but were also very familiar with each other. Mu Hanyan even cared about whether Zhao Sining took his medicine on time, and it was obvious that they had a close friendship.

According to Zhao Xinghong's words, this Zhao Sining is not only talented, but also has a fast-growing cultivation, and has an extremely eccentric temperament, even he can't order him. With the face of the few of them, how could he let him attack his friends.

Alas, if he had known that the two knew each other earlier, he shouldn't have said those words before. It was in vain to be a villain and make Mu Hanyan hate them even more. It is impossible for Zhao Sining to be with them forever, not to mention Zhao Sining, even Zhao Xinghong cannot protect them all the time. If Mu Hanyan wants to kill them, sooner or later he will have a chance, and it is not difficult.

The more Zhao Xinghu and Zhao Zhiyuan thought about it, the more they regretted it, and they really wanted to give themselves two big ears: let your mouth be low, make you unable to hold your breath, can't you wait to see the situation before you speak?

Beside, Fei Changle and others turned pale. Although they didn't speak just now, they stood on the side of the Zhao family's uncle and nephew with all their hearts, and almost engraved the words gloating on their foreheads.

I thought that Mu Hanyan would definitely die today, but who knew that she and Zhao Sining were friends after going around, and judging by this posture, she would not die no matter what.

If she didn't die, the Zhao family would be in trouble sooner or later. As soon as the Zhao family finished playing, it would be their turn... Oh no, maybe before the Zhao family finished playing, they would be finished first. After all, the Zhao family is quite powerful, and it is not a matter of a day or two for Mu Hanyan to deal with them, but it is too easy to deal with them.

"Mu Hanyan, do you still remember what I said?" Just when Zhao Xinghu and others were regretting and worried, Zhao Sining asked suddenly.

"What?" Mu Hanyan looked at Zhao Sining suspiciously.

"One day, I will definitely kill you to avenge Lingxian's blood hatred! To comfort her spirit in the sky." Zhao Sining slowly drew out the long sword, blood flashed in his eyes, and the strong killing intent emerged from his body again.

How is this going? Zhao Xinghu and the others, who were regretting and worrying, were startled at the same time. They thought that Zhao Sining and Mu Hanyan had a deep friendship, and it was impossible to take action against her, but they didn't expect him to do so.

Listening to the meaning of those words, he and Mu Hanyan actually have a life-and-death enmity, such a deep enmity, why are you so affectionate, isn't it a waste of worry?

Now they know what Zhao Xinghong means by eccentricity, it's not just eccentricity, it's just a neuropathy. Before, they were asking for warmth and intimacy, but in a blink of an eye, they drew their swords and wanted to fight to the death. What?

If Mu Hanyan knew what was going on in their hearts, he would definitely praise them. This time, he finally had a little discernment, and you all can see it. But what they saw was not accurate. Zhao Sining was mentally ill, not crazy.

"Okay, then let me see your current strength." Mu Hanyan also drew out his long sword.

She had known for a long time that between Zhao Sining and herself, sooner or later there would still be a fight, unless she killed him or was killed by him, otherwise it would never change. His obsession with Miss Zhao Si was too deep, and revenge for her had become his only belief and motivation for living.

"Sister Mu, you go now. I'll delay him for a while. As I am, he shouldn't dare to hurt me."

"Master Priest, I will block him, you go, as I am, they dare not kill me." At this moment, Su Baoer and Gao Weier's concentrated voice suddenly came from Mu Hanyan's ears. From the corner of his eye, he saw the worried eyes of the two of them.

Like Zhao Xinghu and others, when they saw Mu Hanyan and Zhao Sining's kind greetings, they also thought that the two had a good relationship, but unlike Zhao Xinghu and others' remorse and depression, both of them breathed a long sigh of relief, with their hearts hanging high. It also came to fruition.

But who knew that in a blink of an eye, Zhao Sining and Mu Hanyan were going to fight desperately, and the hearts of the two of them were raised in their throats again.