flapping wings

"It's Zhou Mingwen." Xiang Qing'er said with a serious expression.

Qi Ping picked out his ears, frowned and thought for a moment, then tilted his head to confirm: "Who? Zhou Mingde?"

"Zhou Mingwen!"

Xiang Qing'er stood by the table, lowered her head to observe the fight on the chessboard for a while, and realized that the atmosphere was not right now. She raised her head and asked, "Why? You know him very well?"

Qi Ping nodded and turned to look at Mu Xiaoque, the doubts in his eyes almost overflowed, "Do you think it makes sense? He tried his best to catch me at first, and then he took the initiative to help me. Is this person schizophrenic?" ?”

"I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart." Xiang Qing'er sat down and took a sip of tea, and patiently repeated all the words Duan Qingyin said, "I have been thinking about it all afternoon, at least now I have a little explanation .”

"Why did it cause the evil to fight?" Qi Ping leaned on Mu Xiaoque's chest: "Because he wants to protect the Zhou family."

"Yes, smart," Xiang Qing'er nodded appreciatively: "On the day the Demon Dao attacked the Qi family, it was a coincidence that the dark forces led by Zhou Mingwen attacked at the same time..."

"Because of this, he learned that the Demon Dao also has a great interest in Yu Ruyi, and the people from the Demon Dao who haunted Yunhe City also made him very worried. In the end, in order to protect the Zhou family, he set up the whole strategy of Qingyin Pavilion ..."

"Using the righteous way to disintegrate the forces of the evil way, the Zhou family can sit back and relax, and everything starts from here. Perhaps this is God's will!"

"We are really walking on the trap set by him every step of the way," Qi Ping couldn't help his scalp tingling, and rubbed the goosebumps on his body.

Suddenly, he remembered a very important thing, a terrifying thing, "What if, what if he didn't help me that day? Did he actually have another purpose?"

"It's hard to guarantee that on the day his identity is leaked, everyone won't criticize you..."

Xiang Qing'er looked at Qi Ping, and replied dejectedly: "But I can't guess what benefits this matter will have for him, but one thing is undeniable, he is a ruthless person who will never give up in order to achieve his goal. Duan Qingyin, whom he raised indirectly, can give up as soon as he says it, which shows that this person is indeed too dangerous."

Qi Ping closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. Zhou Mingwen's ferocious operation could be described as planning every step of the way, putting everyone at the mercy of his hands. Knowing that this is not retribution upset.

"Que'er, he once wrote me a letter! He told me to be careful," the tired ending trembled in the air, and Qi Ping stopped his spine instantly, "That letter did warn me not to trust anyone! "

Xiang Qing'er asked suspiciously, "What letter?"

Qi Ping glanced at Xiang Qing'er, leaned on Mu Xiaoque's shoulder and explained the ins and outs to him carefully.

He finally explained: "I can trust you with everything I have, but I am not qualified to put the lives of those two people on the gambling table together."

"It's okay, I understand," Mu Xiaoque walked along his stiff back, "I'm afraid many questions now have to wait for Zhou Mingwen to get an answer."

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After jumping off the wall from Hemiaozong's stronghold, Mu Xiaoque ordered the subordinates waiting here to gather all the people to find Zhou Mingwen, and then followed Qi Ping back to Zhou's house.

"Queer," Qi Ping rested his chin on Mu Xiaoque's shoulder, and rubbed his ears with his fingers, "The more I think about Zhou Mingwen, the more suspicious I become."

Mu Xiaoque put a bracelet on Qi Ping's waist and held him in his arms, walked around the bumps on the road, nodded and said: "I know you are uncomfortable, but since you have come this far, you can only go one way. blacken."

"You know what I'm worried about, right? Although reckless, I still choose to trust them now, Que'er, you know? I'm doomed to lose you, I only have them."

Qi Ping crawled onto Mu Xiaoque's body, rubbing his head against his neck vigorously, "I have two lifetimes, I only have them."

"Five years, I will find you, if you still love me..."

Mu Xiaoque said something vaguely, without even opening his mouth, because he could not guarantee that he would be free in five years, and he was not qualified to ask others to wait for him for five years, nor did he have the confidence that Qi Ping would still love him.

"What?" Qi Ping tilted his head, licked his ears and leaned over to listen again, only to hear Mu Xiaoque say guiltily: "We will always be friends."

Putting his hands on Mu Xiaoque's waist, Qi Ping arched his head angrily, he was still a little angry for a long while, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "Kiss me, or I'll be really angry."

His eyes stayed on his mouth for a moment, Mu Xiaoque still turned her head, covered her mouth and coughed: "I kissed enough today, and now my mouth feels a little uncomfortable."

"Fart," Qi Ping held Mu Xiaoque's head with his hands, until the corner of the kiss's eyes was full of tears, and then let him go mercifully: "If you say the word friend again, I will definitely fuck you."

"You allowed us to be friends before," Mu Xiaoque wiped the drool that spilled on her neck with a handkerchief, screaming inwardly, so there was inevitably some reproach in her tone.

A few seconds later, receiving Qi Ping's gaze, he had no choice but to adjust himself, and responded willingly: "Understood."

"You're sensible," Qi Pingan rested on Mu Xiaoque's shoulder, closed his eyes and asked curiously, "Don't you want to know who I gave the real information to?"

"I can guess," Mu Xiaoque lifted Qi Ping up, "he has almost the same chance of meeting Fang, but one difference is that he arranged for us to live in Zhou's house, which is different from the whole Xuanxiu family. Pai's cautious performance does not match."

"As expected of my sparrow," Qi Ping opened his eyes and looked at Mu Xiaoque. Although he was complimenting him, the complacency in his eyes almost turned into water, and he yelled brightly, "Praise me, I really am!" Excellent."

"As expected of Xiaoqi," Mu Xiaoque hesitated for a long time, but added in a low voice: "My... family."

Qi Ping hugged Mu Xiaoque's neck comfortably, but the tip of his nose couldn't help but feel sore. If possible, he really wanted to walk this road for the rest of his life, until the two of them could no longer walk, "Que'er, we So happy now."

However, An Yi only lasted this short journey, and Qi Ping couldn't help laughing.

A few disciples of the Xuanxiu Sect came from the intersection, their expressions looked rather flustered, and they raised their voices and asked, "What happened?"

"Senior Brother Murong is missing, and he disappeared during breakfast." Hao Miao hurried over, glanced at Mu Xiaoque and Qi Ping, glanced at the people running behind, and whispered: "Duan Qingyin Has her mother caught it?"

Qi Ping looked at the pair of worried eyes that were still glowing, his scalp was a little numb.

If these pure-minded disciples knew that it was just a game against the Xuanxiu faction, I don't know how sad it would be.

He could only nod lightly as an answer, and then exchanged glances with Mu Xiaoque, Murong Jin actually left the entire Xuanxiu faction and ran away, which surprised them, "Did Brother Murong leave anything behind?"

"No," Hao Miao shook his head, frowning, "Senior Brother Murong, is there anything wrong?"

"Don't worry," Mu Xiaoque said, "Where is Fang Zhizhi? There are some things we need to discuss with your big brother first."

"Big brother!" Hao Miao raised his head and shouted, and after a while, Fang Jianzhi ran over in a hurry.

In such a cool autumn wind, this man's forehead was covered with sweat. It seemed that the successive changes had indeed hit him hard.

Seeing Qi Ping and the others, he was obviously stunned, and then ran over even more anxiously, waved his hands to stop the disciples from coming forward, stretched his arms to embrace the two of them, and took a few steps back into the alley, "You two want to talk to each other?" what did I say?"

Qi Ping saw Fang Jianzhi's unfriendly expression, squeezed Mu Xiaoque's shoulders, jumped off him, and said calmly: "Brother Fang, you should be very clear about what we want to say! You have guessed it a long time ago, It’s just that I still don’t want to believe it.”

"Jin'er was brought to the Xuanxiu School by my father when he was ten years old, and then grew up with me. I know him best!" Fang Jianzhi stared at the two with red eyes and asked, "You deliberately forced him to What is your intention to leave?"

"What is our intention? Fang Jianzhi, you don't feel ashamed when you touch your lips with your lips." Qi Ping was also a little annoyed by him. , but still wrong.

He questioned: "Not to mention that he disclosed the information about me and Que'er, which almost caused us to be framed by the Demonic Dao. Your junior brother is to blame for the fire in the North Chamber alone, and now it's our fault. , We made him go bad? We forced him to become a lackey of the Demon Dao?"

Fang Jian Zhi rested his head on the stone wall to calm down for a moment, and begged: "I will find a time to explain to the public about Jin'er, and please keep this secret until then."

Qi Ping folded his arms and looked at Fang Jianzhi's back until the other person's figure disappeared at the intersection, then he turned his head and sighed to Mu Xiaoque: "Sure enough, no matter who you love, you have a selfish side. If that person is you, I will take you to hide and protect you in front of you."

Mu Xiaoque's originally dissatisfied expression stretched out, and steam appeared on her elongated face, "What if I want to kill you?"

"You have to be willing," Qi Ping grabbed Mu Xiaoque by the collar and knocked him against the wall, showing off the ring on Xiu's hand: "Just do it!"

Before the tiredness was over, the street suddenly became full of people's voices, and a large wave of people from the rivers and lakes passed by cursing, with shock and anger on their faces.

Qi Ping raised his head from Mu Xiaoque's neck, and suddenly had a bad feeling. The two of them guessed in unison, "Zhou Mingwen has been exposed."

"I didn't expect Shi Qing to be quite courageous. The Zhou family might be in trouble. I hope there will be no trouble," Qi Ping pulled Mu Xiaoque towards the entrance of the alley. Hurry in the direction of home.

"Que'er, there are too many things I don't understand about this matter, from Zhou Mingwen sacrificing such a powerful subordinate to whether he exposed his identity in front of Duan Qingyin on purpose or not..."

"Since he was protecting the Zhou family, and now the Zhou family has been pushed to the forefront, there are too many doubts. We can't let them destroy the Zhou family. Can we help the Zhou family?"

Qi Ping felt a little anxious, turned his head to meet Mu Xiaoque's gaze, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his throat hurt a little, and the hand holding Mu Xiaoque was soaked in cold sweat.

Mu Xiaoque wiped his forehead with his fingers, and beads of sweat stayed on his fingertips. He didn't care whether it was in accordance with etiquette or whether it was in line with his usual habits. He put his hands on Qi Ping's cheeks to wipe off the sweat, and nodded solemnly.

"Thank you," Qi Ping rubbed his cold face cherishingly against the warm palm, "Que'er, I don't have any feelings for the Zhou family, but this may be the place where my master grew up. home."

"Don't be afraid," Mu Xiaoque hugged him and patted him, "I will try my best to protect them."

Qi Ping rubbed sweat on Mu Xiaoque's clothes, then stretched out his finger to wipe it embarrassedly, "It's dirty."

"It doesn't matter," Mu Xiaoque dragged Qi Ping back to his arm, and walked forward without stopping. Now he was getting closer to Zhou's house, and several groups of people behind them passed them. The crowd was crowded, and the city was clearly in chaos.

"Oh! Can you walk, stop what the hell!" Several curses sounded one after another, and everyone huddled together with their chests against their backs, and many of them almost turned over.

Mu Xiaoque stopped quickly before bumping into someone, and sat on her shoulder with Qi Ping in her arms, "Look what's wrong?"

Qi Ping looked into the distance, right in front of him was the gate of the Zhou family, there was a person standing there not knowing what to do, he squinted his eyes to identify it carefully, the more he looked at it, the more strange it became, why this person seemed to be floating in the air.

His heart suddenly beat violently, and a bad premonition came to his heart. Before he could calm down, he heard a scream: "Fuck. Fuck, Zhou Mingwen hanged himself!"