Chasing brother for thousands of miles

Qingtong stared at Ning Xiumao indifferently for a while, then glanced at her mouth indistinctly, and turned her eyes away.

He never expected that he would obediently confide the truth when he asked Ning Xiumao, but he used this kind of excuse that was too fake at first glance to perfunctory him. Did he think he was easy to deceive, or did he not even bother to deceive?

"Hey, I'm serious." Ning Xiumao looked at Qingtong's eyes, and knew that the kid didn't intend to believe him at all, but he, who was always eloquent, didn't do the same now.

As the saying goes, a scholar meets a soldier, and the reason is hard to explain.Although he is neither a scholar nor a soldier, it is a pity that the person who can explain the truth in a dazzling manner can only be useful when he meets someone who can listen to the truth. Otherwise, even if you can talk about spring flowers blooming in autumn, it will be nothing.

Qingtong made it clear that she didn't believe him, no amount of talking was useless.

Ning Xiumao was not disappointed, instead, he smiled, stretched out his hand to touch Qingtong's head, and said without thinking, "That's right."

Innocence is certainly a good quality, but it also depends on the environment in which it is placed.Walking in the rivers and lakes, one must not have the heart of harming others, and even more so, the heart of guarding against others is indispensable. At least for now, it seems that Qingtong is not so easily abducted.

Turning his head expressionlessly, preventing Ning Xiumao's unruly hands from ruffling his hair, Qingtong asked stubbornly, "When are we going to leave?"

When it came to business, Ning Xiumao pondered for a moment, "Anytime is fine. However, you can't show your face like this."

Ning Xiumao himself and Qixian didn't appear together much, and he wasn't included in the group of devils. With a little disguise, he could continue to walk freely in the rivers and lakes.

Qingtong is different, now he, Mr. Qixian and Wen Nianyuan are all people in the Jianghu are chasing after each other, even Ye Leiting, the young owner of Leiting Villa, because he is already famous, he helped Qixian say a few words last time In other words, there are quite a few criticisms of him in the world now.

Hearing that Ye Leiting was implicated by this, he was arrested by the owner as soon as he returned to Leiting Villa, and he has not been in the rivers and lakes recently.

This time Yan Wang ordered to hunt down Mr. Qixian, Thunder Mountain Villa also sent out a lot of people under the old owner's instruction, to draw a clear line to show innocence.

Qingtong understood what Ning Xiumao meant, probably the other party thought, why did he follow Qixian in the past, Ning Xiumao wanted him to follow him, with the Liu family's lightness and concealment skills, as long as he doesn't show himself, he can still It's safe.

It's just... "Where are you going?" He lowered his head in thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head to ask Ning Xiumao, but the moment his eyes met, he seemed to see a strange light in Ning Xiumao's eyes.

Although the look was fleeting, probably because Qingtong didn't guard against the sudden raising of his head, he couldn't completely cover it up quickly after all.

This made Qingtong almost doubt his own eyes, because Ning Xiumao's eyes just now had a kind of affection and concentration that made people feel uncontrollably moved, so that Qingtong felt a slight chill creeping up his back, always feeling that he was in some danger.

Although when he looked closely, the illusion-like affection had long since disappeared, and there was still the carefree, inexplicable and mysterious uncle in front of him.

He suddenly remembered what Qixian said to Ning Xiumao when he first met Ning Xiumao in Jinguan City. Qixian said, Ning Xiumao is dangerous.

Qingtong firmly believed in this, because no matter how much Ning Xiumao laughed and scolded, he couldn't hide the chill and bloody smell on his body.

For a moment, the teenage boy's heart, which had been stagnant for many years, was even a little flustered, and he wanted to run away for no reason.

Though in the end he just went on asking coldly where he was going, putting those chilling premonitions behind him.

Ning Xiumao turned a blind eye to the fear and guard that flashed in Qingtong's eyes from time to time, as if he didn't care too much about whether the other party saw his strange eyes just now, he just grabbed a cup with a smile, slammed it on the table crisply, and said loudly : "Look for Liu Chen, grab the seven strings."

Without saying a word, the young man turned around and wanted to hide in the shadows, but he was caught off guard again.

"Where are you going?" Ning Xiumao grabbed his collar and pulled him back like a chicken, so that Qingtong suspected that this man used to raise chickens.

He raised his eyebrows impatiently, "Didn't you say I can't show my face?"

"Yes." Ning Xiumao folded his arms and raised his eyebrows again, "It's just that I can't show my face, and I didn't chase you away. You are so young, how can you hide in a corner all day long, and you don't get bored? It's not fun either. son?"

What he said made the other party's eyebrows move slightly, and he looked sideways at him, with a glint in his eyes - of course, of course he wanted to live in the sun.

Who would like to nest in that dark corner for a lifetime like snakes, rats and ants, rotting and moldy as time goes by?

Forgotten by others, forgotten by the world, forgotten by oneself, forgotten by time.

It's just that he didn't dare, because he was afraid that if he stepped out of the well-drawn circle, he would have to face too much.

When he was young, he was powerless and could only protect himself in this way; later he became insane and lost his mind, and didn't even know that there was something outside of him; and later, the son cured him slowly, but he was used to the darkness, and he no longer had the courage to sink the boat To touch the light.

"I don't like it." The gleam in his eyes slowly went out, Qingtong turned his head and said stiffly.

Ning Xiumao didn't care about the twists and turns in his heart, and just laughed at him, "Duplicity!" Then there was no room for Qingtong to resist.

When Qingtong was forced to sit down by Ning Xiumao, saying that it would be no problem to let him go out and have fun, the boy was a little awkward, but he was not without a trace of expectation and joy.

but……

Half an hour later, two figures, one big and one small, left the inn.

Among the crowd, there was an old man with a stooped figure, all white beard and hair, with wrinkles on his face and neck, and he looked like he was dying. His old clothes, which were full of holes and patches and turned white after washing, looked even more poor.

And he was leading a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in red. The girl had a delicate face and charming eyebrows. Her dark hair was simply tied up in a fashionable hairstyle. It is shabby with a wooden hairpin on it.

There is a cloth bag on the back. It looks like a musical instrument like a zither, probably a busker.

The girl had a cold face, which made people look like she was drinking three winters of ice and snow. Obviously, she was not easy to get close to, but instead attracted people's attention.

Ning Xiumao tightly grabbed Qingtong's hand, coughed twice half-truthfully, squeezed his throat and said: "Qing'er, help Grandpa quickly, old man, I can't walk."

Qingtong was extremely depressed, he never imagined that Ning Xiumao's so-called way to make him walk in the sun aboveboard was to dress him up as a little girl!

Glancing at the pretending Ning Xiumao, Qingtong held onto his elbow in a gesture, not daring to speak, his hoarse voice was exposed as soon as he spoke, so he could only stare at him fiercely, as if gnashing his teeth and saying: "How can you stand?" Steady, Grandpa! Grandpa!"

Then his subordinates worked hard without mercy.

The two of them came and went into a restaurant in the open and in the dark, and then they took a break from the awkwardness. Ning Xiumao twisted his throat, pretending to be very happy, table by table, haha Ask people if they want to listen to music.

All kinds of voices from the entire restaurant filled their ears.

This kind of place with mixed fish and dragons has always been the most suitable place to inquire about information. Naturally, one only wants variety, but precision is not enough.

"Have you heard, the devil with seven strings seems to have turned around in Yunyang, and was almost caught by someone, tsk tsk."

"... If you want me to say, that Qi Xian has some skills, almost almost, is there no such thing as being able to force the order of the King of Hades, and he has been second to none for thousands of years. No matter what happens, he will definitely be remembered in the history of martial arts. Pen."

"Hey Yan Er, you think everyone is you, always wanting to add yourself to the history of martial arts? Let me tell you, it's all false, and you can only enjoy yourself when you live. Think about the Ninglan Liu family, and Qianheguan , this time it is properly recorded, but you can ask, do the two dead ghosts want it?"

"Hey, having said that, this seven-stringed devil is too vicious. I heard that he looks as beautiful as a woman. Even the young owner of Thunder Mountain Villa was deceived, and he just kept talking for him. Fortunately, The old manor owner is wise, locked up his son, and sent a lot of people to catch the devil."

"The seven strings are really bad luck."

"No!"

"Since everyone says she looks so pretty, wouldn't it be a pity to kill her if she catches her, maybe she can..."

"Go, go, love, hello!"

The more Qingtong listened, the colder his face became, Ning Xiumao clasped his wrist calmly, and staggered to the table of Jianghu people, "Everyone, please do me a favor, listen to a little song, and give us a bite of food." .”

"Go, go, sir, you're not in the mood." The few people were upset when their conversation was interrupted, and waved away impatiently, only to see the wretched old man staggered, almost lost his footing, and left with a pale face.

A group of people laughed and continued to talk and laugh. Ning Xiumao pulled Qingtong out of the door and said softly, "Hush, wait."

Qingtong glanced at him slightly angrily and strangely, then heard a loud commotion behind him.

"Hey, where is my purse?!"

"Damn it, my money bag is gone!"

"Hey, you guys, are you here to eat Bawang's meal? Why don't you come to find out where our Youyang Tower is, and you dare to eat free food and detain him!"

All of a sudden, there was a burst of chicken flying and dog jumping, ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Ning Xiumao's complexion remained unchanged, he tossed a few colorful purses in his hands very calmly, and smiled proudly on his wrinkled face.

Qingtong looked away, the muscles on his face twitched a few times.

"Yunyang."

"Hmm. Two... Liu Chen?"

"Presumably he is the backbone of the pursuit."

At this time, Qixian and Wen Nianyuan are continuing their escape journey in the barren mountains.A few days ago in Yunyang, which was nearby, he leaked Xingzang, which attracted a large number of chasers buzzing like flies, and even Qi Xian escaped in a panic.

Wen Nianyuan walked in front of Qixian, removed the obstructing bushes one by one, and made a path for the people behind to walk leisurely, and said in a low voice, "It should be safe for now."

Qixian's chest rose and fell slightly and violently, except for some intimate things that were not suitable for doing in broad daylight and under the watchful eyes of the public, he had not exhausted his physical strength for a long time.

The power of Hades Order is really not hidden, it is not afraid of being chased, but afraid of being missed.It's like he accidentally fell in love with his younger brother, and in the end he could only fall into his hands.

Although this metaphor is not very good - Qixian raised his eyes to look at the calm and generous back in front of him, thinking that comparing those crazy guys with Wen Nianyuan would be a bit humiliating to Wen Nianyuan.

The author has something to say: Thank you Yifeng girl for mine!Stretching out my head to beg the tiger to touch ~ Uncle Ning... If you don't die, you won't die, really ╮(￣▽￣")╭