Reborn as a thief and a husband

Shake Xiaolu up decisively.

"Little green, little green, quickly think of a way for me to follow him without being discovered!"

"Ah?" Xiaolu tilted her head sleepily and thought for a while, then said slowly: "Master, why don't you just change back to your original form?"

"How did it change?"

"Put the index finger and middle finger against the center of the eyebrows, and silently change."

Nan Feng did as he did, and after a while, a tired, panting gray and furry little mouse finally got out of the quilt, jumped out of bed and followed Lu Ziye without further delay.

Although Xiaolu was still in a daze, she followed her instinct and turned into a paper crane, following the south wind.

Lu Ziye has only two destinations - either to his original home, or to the south gate of Xiangyang City, the possibility of the latter is more than 80.00%, so don't worry about it, he must have gone to the south gate.

At this time, everything was quiet, except for the sound of the watch, and Lu Ziye's figure wandered around the south gate like a ghost. His purpose was simple - to steal all these heads.

However, there were more and more crises in the dark night. As he tentatively approached the target, familiar faces gradually took shape in his vision, father's, mother's, brother's, sister's... messy and embarrassing. He was extremely terrified, but he only had the obscurity of grief in his heart.

Just when he was about to cut off the rope that bound his head, a shrill laugh came out of the air, and accompanied by the sound of a long whip waving, his head fell like a gust of wind.

Lu Ziye dodged lightly, and counterattacked unambiguously. His long sword cut iron like mud, and it was as sharp as a dragon in his hands. In the darkness, no one could see anyone's face clearly, only the harsh sound of weapons being exchanged.

Damn, it's already started... Nanfeng blinked his round black eyes, and stopped some distance from the south gate. Please, he doesn't want to be a dead mouse.

The other party is very cunning, seeing that he can't get any advantage in fighting with him, he immediately launches fireworks to attract his accomplices. Seeing that the fireworks are rising and blooming in mid-air, the south wind is in a hurry. Flying quickly, after flying to the sky above the fireworks, he hurriedly shouted: "Master, spit quickly!"

Spit on your sister, where did he get so much saliva, but...it just so happens that there is no place to piss, so I might as well contribute it to the fireworks.

When the south wind was refreshing, the crisis was resolved at the same time. The two people below fought inextricably and didn't notice what happened above until Lu Ziye nailed the opponent to the ground with a sword and wanted to take the head instead. A familiar voice suddenly sounded: "Don't go there! There are mines below!"

Mudan appeared out of nowhere, still looking ashamed, seeing that Lu Ziye couldn't catch up with a stone and knocked him to his knees, the place where he fell was only half a step away from the bottom of the log.

Master... Nanfeng was so happy that he was about to shout, but suddenly remembered that he was a mouse now, so he had to shut up and quietly hid in the grass beside the road to watch the excitement.

Mudan glanced at him as if nothing, then turned to look at Lu Ziye and said: "You are too reckless, the reason why they did this is to lure you out, cut grass and root out, and you still want to put yourself on the knife's edge Send it up, don't you think your life is too long!"

Sneak attack, no one has succeeded against him since he was 13 years old, and this old man's martial arts seems to be higher than him, Lu Ziye got up from the ground, put away his sword, and said in a low voice: "I just... They are buried in peace."

"I can understand." Peony lost her usual unscrupulous expression and said very seriously: "But your current situation does not allow you to do what you should do, and I will not help you. You have to think about everything yourself The only way to do it is to come up with a perfect plan, otherwise, you will not be able to avenge this revenge in another 100 years!"

"The juniors know."

"Well, they watch the night in turn. Someone will come over after a while. Before that, you should go back quickly."

Lu Ziye looked unwillingly at the hanging relative, with tears in his phoenix eyes, and his delicate lips were almost bitten.

"If you can't bear it, you will make big plans. You are a good seedling with a bright future, but don't give up early. That's all I have to say, old man. The rest depends on how you do it."

Mudan turned and left, Lu Ziye fell to his knees again with a thud, and kowtowed three times towards the south gate, blood flowed all over his face.

Nanfeng bowed his head, couldn't bear to look any further, and rushed back with Xiaolu first.

"Hey, it seems that someone has a worse sleeping appearance than me, and they can still kowtow to the head, buddy, you are too good." During breakfast, Nanfeng teased with feigned surprise, Lu Ziye smiled slightly, without saying a word, It is the default statement.

... He he he actually laughed? !He can still laugh? !How could he still smile so nicely? ! ! !

"Hey, are you okay? Is your head injured too badly and you are mentally deranged, or have a fever? Let me see..." The hand that reached halfway was cut off unexpectedly, but this time it was not With a force that would crush his bones, he only blocked it lightly and then let go, saying: "I just want to start a lot of things, and I have to thank... our master."

"Master? Has he come back?"

"Ah."

Tsk, lying without blushing and panting, this Lu Ziye is really getting more and more difficult for him to see through.

In the following days, Lu Ziye acted like he was masochistic. He chose a different time every day to go out for a walk past the south gate, watching the wild dogs attracted by the head drag the head away and eat it, and watching the people guarding the south gate become more and more serious. Seeing them finally give up, seeing people coming and going again at the South Gate, watching, his hands no longer became cold, the smiles on his face became more and more, his complexion Gradually recovering as before, everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

【012】A master also has to break the rhythm

Today is the fourteenth, and tomorrow is the time when Lu Ziye's cold poison will attack. Nanfeng remembers it very clearly. He bought the charcoal for the furnace early, and asked people to make a few thick bedding that can crush people to prepare for it. At that time, it would be a good idea to boil some hot water and let him soak in it, but the problem is...why haven't the people who need all this come back!

I thought he went to the south gate for a 'walk' as usual, but he left in the morning, and it's almost night now, so it would be unreasonable not to come back!

"Little Lu, go find him, Senior Xiao will come to give the needle later."

"Well, good master."

Senior Xiao is that man who doesn't eat fireworks in the world. His single name is Yong. So far, he doesn't know what his origin is. He only knows that every time he comes to Xiaolu, he is terrified to death.

Nanfeng lay down on the bed and took a nap for a while, but after only a quarter or so, Xiaolu had already returned.

"Master, I found him, on the way to the outside of the city."

"...Then why didn't you just call him back?"

"The master only asked me to find him, but didn't tell me to call him back." Xiaolu looked innocent.

This child is too careless!

"Okay, let me go."

Outside the city - this range is equivalent to the earth outside your home. Fortunately, Xiaolu has a good memory, remembering the road that Lu Ziye walked, and Nanfeng just walked along this road.

There are dense forests on both sides of the road, and the sky is getting dark, but the road is far away without end.

"Why did he come outside the city?" I really don't know how this person's brain is so long, it's like going out without wearing a mask during the ** period, rushing to be the son-in-law of the king of Hades, tsk!

Nanfeng twirled the almond cake wrapped in oil paper while eating and walking. After a while, he came across a narrow path leading to the left.

The path was deep, and Nanfeng couldn't see where it was going, so he asked Xiaolu hopelessly, "Did you see him turn the corner?"

"No."

Alas... Sometimes the choice is also a headache.

Nanfeng stuffed the unfinished almond pastry into his arms, patted the crumbs on his hands, and took out a copper plate from his sleeve. The two sides of the copper plate were the same, but there was ink on one side, and the ink was on it. , the ink is down, go straight.

Clap—accurately catching the copper plate, Nan Feng glanced at the palm of his hand, then turned and walked towards the narrow path.

God, please don't play tricks on me.

In fact, God is really kind. This narrow path leads to the Lu family's cemetery.

Nanfeng was running, and he saw Lu Ziye's figure appearing in front of him. Lu Ziye liked to wear black clothes, and he was used to wearing a mask when he went out. He was walking slowly, without looking sideways. , the mechanical movements are very strange.

What are you doing again? !

Nanfeng didn't startle the snake, and followed him neither far nor near, until he reached the destination, he saw a patchwork of tombs dotted in the depths of the woods, the cold tombstones were desolate, the man stopped, and there was no more. action.

"Hmph, Lu Ziye, you really will come here! Let me wait for you!" An old man's voice came from behind a tombstone, the woods were calm, and the old man appeared with a grim expression, but he was not in a hurry to get close to him. He just stood there with his hands behind his back, unmoving.

Sigh... What kind of deep hatred makes so many people rush to get rid of Lu Ziye?If he was the only one left alive in the Lu family, it stands to reason that there shouldn't be much threat. Why did the other party take so much effort to arrest him?

Nanfeng was puzzled, so he quietly hid behind a tree and watched the changes.

"Pfft..." Before he could make a move, Lu Ziye vomited a mouthful of blood. Nan Feng was startled, and his back tensed up.

"Heh, the kid from the Lu family doesn't only have this kind of ability, does he? The old man has only used [-]% of his internal strength and you can't handle it anymore? Among the young talents of the Iron Blood Sect generation, you are the best. Don't play tricks with the old man, take out you Come on with your real skills!"

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