Chasing brother for thousands of miles

"Not everyone in the Ye family disappeared mysteriously." Qi Xian touched the vermilion lacquer pillars with her hands, as if stroking a lover's skin, her fingertips slowly gliding over the dark, bloody color.

It was obviously just a random movement, but it seemed to make people wish that the finger was pressed on their body, replacing that ignorant wooden fool.

Wen Nianyuan's eyes darkened, but Qixian suddenly took a breath, frowned, retracted his fingers, and looked at them in front of his eyes.

He immediately strode forward and took Qi Xian's palm. Wherever he looked, a little bright red bead of blood was slowly oozing out from the pad of the index finger of the man, making his skin whiter and fairer.

It was a small wooden thorn that was almost invisible to the naked eye embedded in the flesh, and the end was still exposed to show off its might.

Wen Nianyuan lowered his head, opened his mouth and put the finger into his mouth, the soft tip of his tongue slid across, and then there was an indistinct sucking sound, until Qi Xian's gaze became deeper and deeper, he let the other party withdraw his finger as if nothing had happened, with a blank expression on his face. Expressively, "Be careful."

Qixian didn't answer immediately, she stared at him for a while, then smiled, "Just pull out a small wooden thorn, and don't need to make such a big move next time."

The man in the blue shirt stood tall, with a righteous and serious face, "Whatever it is, if it hurts you, it will not be forgiven."

"Aren't you the one who should be killed first?"

"You can come and pick it up yourself anytime."

Qixian squinted at him, unexpectedly realized that Wen Nianyuan was still serious, not knowing whether to laugh, she shook her head helplessly for a while, "You, idiot."

Ning Xiumao covered Qingtong's eyes again, "Tsk tsk tsk, blind, blind, gentlemen, remember why you came here, be careful that the dead come to settle accounts with you."

This time, Qixian and Wen Nianyuan shook their heads together, saying in unison: "Brother Ye doesn't die so easily."

The man who was hit raised his forehead, "It can be considered that he has come back. Hey, that man, the dick is so smooth, do you have any brains? Do you understand what your brother said just now?"

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Wen Nianyuan, with a look on his face that he would be blind if he looked too much.

Wen Nianyuan turned around calmly, nodded, "Ye Jiuxiao."

Qixian said that he is stupid, he is not really stupid, why should others comment, Qixian said that not everyone in the Ye family has disappeared, it is really not a cryptic sentence, Ye Jiuxiao, the eldest lady of the Ye family, they just met .

Even if he died in Wudang, it would be in line with the old saying in Jianghu, "If you want to see a person, if you want to see a dead body", as long as you see it, you will be targeted.

Ning Xiumao was pulled away by Qingtong, and he lifted it up nonchalantly and touched his chin.

"This is so strange. When the Thunder Mountain Villa collectively reported missing people, this young lady went to Wudang alone to play with snakes. She just played with it. When she was caught, she even recruited Thunder Mountain Villa to be the mastermind behind the scenes. If you recruit, you will recruit, and after recruiting, you will die, it is really thrilling with twists and turns."

"Brother Ning has a good eloquence, and even the most ordinary stories are wonderfully told by you." Qi Xian held his hands behind his back, "Speaking of which, this is the only one who can be sure that he is dead."

Recalling the situation in the forbidden cave at that time, and Ye Jiuxiao's death, Qi Xian frowned, that kind of appearance, how did Ye Jiuxiao die?If she can figure out how she died, maybe many things can be unraveled.

pity……

Wen Nianyuan saw that the center of his brow was wrinkled again, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to press the center of the other's brow, and when he met the other's raised eyes, he said nonchalantly: "Thunder Mountain Villa, we haven't finished walking yet."

After a few people stopped, it was true that they had delayed for too long. Although the Thunder Mountain Villa was empty and there seemed to be no traces worth noting, but it is impossible to make a judgment before the end of the journey.

Withdrawing his thoughts of thinking and analyzing endlessly, just as Qixian was about to take a step, Wen Nianyuan was already standing in front of him, leading the way.

Ever since Qingtong learned that the Liu family might not be dead, she kept silent, lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking in silence, until Ning Xiumao patted his head, then suddenly woke up, and silently followed behind everyone.

After a while, when he noticed that Ning Xiumao was consciously lagging a few steps behind and was always inseparable from him, he suddenly asked, "Are they really still alive?"

"Maybe."

"You and the young master just said—"

"Xiao Qingtong, what your son and I just said is possible, do you know what it means?"

Of course he knows, it may mean uncertainty, there is no... answer that can be settled, this is actually more uncomfortable than if they are all dead, it seems that there are seventeen or eight buckets hanging, up and down, and there is no peace.

"But Young Master and Wen... are so sure that Ye Shaoxia is not dead." He was a little unwilling, if, if he could have such a big confidence in Thunder Mountain Villa, why would the Liu family have to... only have such a slim possibility.

Looking at his expression, Ning Xiumao knew what Qingtong was feeling, but, "Qingtong, the Liu family's lightness kung fu is very powerful, and it is no exaggeration to call it the best in the world. But the Liu family is definitely not as good as Thunder Villa in terms of strength. Moreover, the Liu family has already So many years—”

"Yes." The boy's shoulders suddenly slumped slightly, "For so many years, if they were alive, why would they not look for me?"

Looking at the disappointed expression, Ning Xiumao felt a little unbearable. After thinking for a while, he still said: "Maybe they are alive, but they don't have the freedom to find you."

When he saw the watery light in those pupils, Ning Xiumao suddenly felt a little speechless.

Although he likes to tease this child so much, in his deep affection for him, just as Qingtong himself pointed out, it is really family affection and guilt that make up the majority.

However, looking at the past at this moment, there is a faint fire in the bottom of my heart, just like the unknown throbbing when Qingtong faced him in Wudang and stretched out her hand stiffly to untie her clothes that day.

At that time, it was obviously jerky and seductive, but it almost made him retreat in embarrassment, and he had to turn around and leave.

Now, he felt that feeling again, a faint feeling of fear.

He, Ning Xiumao, was blood-stained for half his life, ascended to the position of chief arrester, and his decisive methods of killing and killing left people with the notoriety of Yan Luocha. He never knew what fear was.

The shaky mood now is not because of Qingtong, but because he found himself losing control of this young man.

His colleagues once laughed at him for being so unruly, merciless, ruthless, and always teasing everyone.

Sure enough, dangerous.

Ning Xiumao blinked, then turned his head, "Let's go, you've got an order in this kind of place, your eyes are red like a rabbit, and your son will see it later, and you'll think something happened to you."

...Knowing the danger, he still didn't bother to care about this casual mouth.

Qingtong didn't say anything, seeing that Ning Xiumao was about to leave, but he took it out of his arms, didn't know what he took out, walked to the side swaggeringly, and fiddled in the corner of the wall.

"What are you doing?" Seeing his strange behavior, Qingtong swayed behind him, only to see that Ning Xiumao's hand was empty.

What a great speed!

The man turned his head and shook his hands, "Didn't your son want to borrow my power? In fact, I have been waiting for this day. In the past, I had no clue about this matter, and they were of little use. Now that I have a direction, things will go smoothly." Much easier."

Qingtong hesitated for a moment, "You ask them to investigate... Where did the rumors that the Liu family was massacred back then come from?"

"Smart! Seventh brother really knows how to train people. Look at you. It's a pity that he fell on that cold-faced idiot. It can be seen that people are not perfect, huh?"

Qingtong turned her head and left without speaking, but slowly clenched her hands in her sleeves.

Father, mother, I am finally getting closer and closer to the truth.

Qixian naturally knew that Ning Xiumao would not do anything to Qingtong, at least not here, such things as field/war, well, he glanced at Wen Nianyuan who was walking in front, the weather is gloomy today, it is not suitable.

After walking around the entire Thunder Mountain Villa, the sky has begun to overcast, and the dusk is heavy, indicating that night is coming.

And when they left Thunder Mountain Villa, the current situation of Thunder Mountain Villa has spread throughout the rivers and lakes at the speed of flying light. The weird situation, the spotless roof tiles, and the people who disappeared that night are spread by word of mouth , becoming more and more outrageous and bizarre.

The only thing they have in common is that the entire martial arts world is panicked.

If the fire at Qianheguan is still visible to the naked eye, and although the "Seven Strings Devil" used cruel methods, at least they used human methods, so that they would not be invisible or intangible, then the incident at Thunder Mountain Villa made people realize that There is a force, he is even silent, it is hard to guard against.

Not to mention the people in the Jianghu, even ordinary people in the market are talking about this anecdote in the streets and alleys. People who live close to Thunder Mountain Villa often close their doors before nightfall, not daring to show their heads.

Sure enough, as Qi Xian expected, once the news spread and the attack on Wudang, those knights who were originally committed to chasing and killing Qi Xian stopped their plans one after another, and some returned to their sects , Rangers who have no sect also began to gather together gradually.

They had a premonition of the crisis, and no one knew whether the next sect that disappeared out of thin air would be their own sect.

Outside the city, in the inn.

Ning Xiumao poured a pot of tea boldly, and said leisurely: "I don't understand, one moment leads the world to chase and kill you, and the other moment he rescues you by himself, Qixian, Qixian, what do you think is the secret behind this scene?" People, are they here to harm you or to help you?"

Qixian leaned against the cushion of the chair, supported her chin with her hands, and raised her eyelids, "You really don't understand?"

Knowing the other party's final plan, the purpose of these actions is actually not difficult to guess, framing Qixian to lead the whole world to chase him out, just to take advantage of the vacancy and defeat those big sects.

It's just that the other party's intention was seen by Qixian, and the trip to Wudang was ruined, so he naturally realized that Qixian had learned of his plan, so he had to change his strategy. , that is the self-destruction of the Great Wall.

"This person... believes in the malice of people's hearts more than I do." Qixian murmured softly.

Wen Nianyuan, who has been with Qixian for so many years, knows that Qixian has seen too many sinister people, and he has felt too many dark, crazy, bloody, cruel emotions, but even so, Qixian has not completely fallen Fall into darkness.

But the man who can use such a scheme obviously believes deeply in the danger of human nature, and his heart is really chilling.

"Let's rest, we'll talk about everything tomorrow." Wen Nianyuan pulled away the chair cushion that Qi Xian was leaning against, he knew that if he didn't remove it, Qi Xian would rather lie down like this than move to the bed.

Qixian raised her brows lightly, and was about to say something, when suddenly, in this silent night, they heard a knock on the door.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

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Blue Flower threw a bazooka Blue Flower threw a bazooka Blue Flower threw a mine Blue Flower threw a mine

And the landmines that Bailishuang threw in "A Life as a Slave"

Girls, you.../(ㄒoㄒ)/~~ It was my little cute thing before, why did it become a little cute master!The cute masters, Yurunye, knelt down_(-ω-?∠)_ Actually, I got Xiao Qi's phantom sound technique, cute masters, please eat me!