Ning Ge looked at the serious middle-aged man in front of him, and really wanted to say "shameless". Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But thinking that such an old person was going to marry Hu Jiu'er, the little princess of Qingqiu, Ning Ge swallowed these two words alive.

The middle-aged man seemed to see through Ning Ge's thoughts, and said, "Do you think I'm shameless?"

Ning Ge did not deny it.

Although he was smart, he had read many books and integrity was the most basic.

Since others saw through his true thoughts, there was no need for him to object.

The middle-aged man still looked at Ning Ge and said: "Although you are a scholar and have no true qi, I will fight you to the death on the surface to bully you, but you know that colluding with the demon clan is a capital crime and a car split, you should feel honored to die under my hands!"

When Ning Ge heard the word "car crack", his eyelids picked, and he looked at the middle-aged man, and the look in his eyes had changed.

The middle-aged man was a little apologetic, tilted his head, and the snow on the edge of the hat scattered, but it still couldn't stop Ning Ge's somewhat angry eyes.

The middle-aged man said: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insinuate your teacher when I said this." You should understand that dying at my hands is far more comfortable than having a car cracked!"

The anger in Ning Ge's eyes gradually dissipated, and he saw that the middle-aged man was no longer angry or embarrassed, but looked at him very reasonably.

Ning Ge said, "You see that I colluded with the demon clan?"

The middle-aged man frowned, and the forehead lines on his forehead were stacked layer by layer, and he felt that he had immediately risen to his fifties.

The middle-aged man said, "No!"

Ning Ge said, "Then why do you say that I colluded with the demon clan?"

The middle-aged man sighed: "Scholars are really good at reasoning!"

Ning Ge said: "Only with reason can we go all over the world!"

The middle-aged man looked at Ning Ge and said, "Just yesterday, the second son of His Royal Highness King Yan came to the northern realm, and the first thing he did was to accuse you of colluding with the demon clan and killing more than a dozen silver navy at the peak of the Xuanwu realm in Dahong in the Yangchun River, do you say this reason is enough!"

Ning Ge's face changed suddenly, and at this time, he also remembered what happened a month ago.

At that time, he and Hu Jiu'er found out about the collusion between the Silver Navy and the demons, and then turned around and fled.

Later, those people wanted to kill them, so Qing Ming reappeared, rescued Ning Ge and Hu Jiu'er, and sent them directly to Xueyu City.

Unexpectedly, it was passed over after a month, and it became Ning Ge's collusion with the demon clan.

At this time, Ning Ge also knew who the white-clothed boy on the bank of the Yangchun River was, Cao Chi, the second son of His Royal Highness King Yan in the north!

It was also at this moment that Ning Ge finally knew why that person could have the Silver Navy, because the Silver Navy was their family.

As for the big rebellion like having a wind chasing horse, Ning Ge is afraid that no one will believe it if he says it now.

Now that Cao Chi is ready to denounce Ning Ge, he must be fully prepared.

Ning Ge looked at the middle-aged man who was only separated by a scene of wind and snow, and said: "The second son just accused me of colluding with the demon clan, according to the laws of Dahong, such a big crime needs to be tried by the three divisions, and after being convicted by the Criminal Department, it will be ruled by Emperor Taizu!

The middle-aged man smiled: "It is worthy of Dahong's little Wensheng, everything must be reasonable and well-founded, but ......"

The middle-aged man smiled, looked at Ning Ge and said, "You should know what Dahong's Shenyi Guard does?" As long as they have the evidence and report it to Emperor Taizu, they can directly carry out Emperor Taizu's will without the need for the three divisions to interrogate and the criminal department!"

Ning Ge stared at the middle-aged man tightly and said, "Then how do you know that Emperor Taizu will directly order me to be executed?"

The middle-aged man smiled again: "It's unfortunate that my father has a good relationship with Master Ji, and I am a friend of the second son of King Yan, and I happen to know that your crime is ironclad, even I can't find the slightest flaw, with the hatred of the human race for the demon race, do you think Emperor Taizu's wrist can spare you?"

I don't know if it's too cold, Ning Ge's face is getting colder and colder.

Ning Ge had just come out of the capital for two months, and in the past three years, he knew that as long as Shen Yiwei identified a person as Lan Jue's remnant, then this person must be Lan Jue's desire, and the evidence was ironclad, and there was no possibility of overthrowing it!

Now with the confession of the second son of King Yan, Ning Ge believes that in order to overthrow everything, Hu Jiu'er must stand up, or Qing Ming will come back again.

But now that Hu Jiu'er is gone, and Qing Ming is gone, who can testify?

But after a while, Ning Ge's face returned to normal, and he looked at the middle-aged man: "But Emperor Taizu's will hasn't come down yet, hasn't it?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Ning Ge with some annoyance and said, "You would rather die under the crack of the car than die in my hands like a man?"

Ning Ge said very calmly: "According to the classics, I am twelve years old this year, and I have not yet reached the age of dancing spoons, and I am generally only a little older than Huangkou Xiao'er, and I really don't look like a man now!"

After speaking, Ning Ge tightened the quilt on his body, wiped the middle-aged man's body, and walked over.

The middle-aged man froze in place, Ning Ge's age was indeed some time behind the man.

Suddenly, something that had been parked on the eaves of the soup cake shop jumped up on the ice and snow, and rushed directly towards Ning Ge.

Before Ning Ge could react, the bamboo pole of the middle-aged man behind him had already moved.

His bamboo pole was standing when he spoke to Ning Ge, but at this time it was already horizontal, held it in his hand, and gently sent it back.

Ning Ge saw where the bamboo pole passed, the falling snow got out of the way, and as the bamboo pole moved forward, they all stopped around the bamboo pole.

It was as if the bamboo pole was surrounded by falling snow, and it was as if the bamboo pole had provoked countless snowflakes.

Ning Ge looked up at the thing that pounced in front of him, and finally saw clearly what the brown-red thing was, it was not a cat, but a fox, a fox with only half a tail.

Ning Ge didn't have a bad memory, he remembered what Hu Jiu'er told her about the third child in their family.

The third child came to Xueyu City, presumably the fox in front.

When the fox saw the bamboo pole coming slowly from the wind and snow, he actually retreated and landed on the eaves of the nearest house, and seemed to be very afraid of this bamboo pole.

The fox retreated in a hurry, but he did not step on the snow on the eaves, and looked at the middle-aged man who turned around with his eyes smart.

The fox had taken on a human form, and a little boy of about ten years old was sitting on the eaves, his feet drooping under the eaves, and his eyes were very wary of looking at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man said: "The third child, he is mine, you can't rob me!"

Although the little boy's language was immature, he said without humility: "Stinky fisherman, the third child is also called by you?" I see that you and Ning Ge have been verbose for a long time and don't dare to do it, how can I do it to hinder you?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then a little annoyed, "I'm your sister's fiancé, why can't I call you the third? Who said I didn't dare to do it?"

As he spoke, he saw the middle-aged man's bamboo pole raised high and called towards Ning Ge.

Ning Ge didn't expect him to hit him, so he immediately turned around, tightened the quilt and ran forward into the falling snow.

It's just that Ning Ge hadn't run a few steps before he felt a wave of qi coming from behind him, he immediately turned around, and then blocked it with a punch.

The third child sat on the roof, looking at the two coldly, feeling that the fight between the two was boring.

A fisherman, accustomed to catching fish, raised a bamboo pole and shot out. A person who reads a book is used to the barrel of the pen, and even if he clenches his fist, he feels lifeless.

The third child shouted loudly to the owner of the soup cake shop who had already avoided entering the house: "Boss, bring me a bowl of noodles and put more chili oil!"

The boss shrank a little from afar, not daring to answer.

The third child was even more angry, looked at the owner of the soup cake shop, raised his fist, and said, "If you don't send it over quickly, I'll go over and get it!"

The owner of the soup cake shop saw that he had changed from a fox to a person, although the people of Xueyu City had heard the story of the fox of the Qingqiu clan, but after all, not many ordinary people had really seen this change.

The boss didn't want this little fox to come to his shop, if he smashed something, he was afraid that there would be no place to redress his grievances, so he said to the third child: "You wait a minute......

Before the boss finished speaking, he only felt that the snow around him had broken one after another, so broken that it could no longer be broken, like extremely fine dust scattered down, blurry, and it was not clear at all.

The soup pot in front of his house was completely overturned and spilled all over the ground, making a "zizi" sound when it collided with the ice and snow. He himself was pushed far away by a huge wave and fell on the snow, uninjured.

He steadied himself and looked ahead, a young man in a green shirt stood in front of him, and the fiery red quilt he wore fell on the snow.

On the eaves on both sides of the street, the ice and snow were broken and falling in a row, as if a curtain of broken snow was hung on both sides of the street.

The third child slowly stood up from the eaves and looked at the two people in the field incredulously.

The punch of the middle-aged man's bamboo pole against Shang Ning Ge before actually produced a great wave of qi, and even the third child was sitting on the eaves and was pushed down by the qi wave.

If the old man selling soup cakes hadn't been blocked by Ning Ge in a hurry, it wouldn't have been as simple as falling.

The middle-aged man didn't make another move, but looked at Ning Ge like a monster, and then said, "What kind of move are you?"

Ning Ge knew that what the middle-aged man was asking was not what kind of move he made, but why he was able to use his aura to cast a fist of flowing artistic conception.

Hu Jiu'er once asked.

But Ning Ge really didn't know.

So this time Ning Ge decided to be perfunctory, because no one listened to the truth, and even had a lot of emotions, such as thinking that he was proud and had no one in his eyes.

Ning Ge looked at the middle-aged man and asked rhetorically, "Is this fist okay?"

The middle-aged man looked at the bamboo pole in his hand, and then said, "Yes!"

Ning Ge then asked, "Is it useful?"

The middle-aged man looked at his bamboo pole again, and then replied, "It works!"

Ning Ge no longer asked, but replied, "Since it can, since it is useful, how do you think I will tell you!"

The man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Interesting, since this is the case, we will fight again!"

As he spoke, he took one end of the bamboo pole in his hand, and pulled out a bamboo blue silk thread on the bamboo pole, the silk thread was like bamboo, shining green, and then he grabbed the other end of the bamboo pole, like fishing, and threw the silk thread towards Ning Ge.

His movements are very natural, just like in this snowstorm, he is an old man, and Ning Ge is a fish.

He wore a hat and a coat, regardless of the wind and snow in the river, he insisted on catching Ning Ge, the big fish hidden in the wind and snow.

The third child looked at the battlefield seriously this time, and never walked through the gods again, seeing the middle-aged man throwing silk threads towards Ning Ge, his face changed greatly, and then he couldn't help it, and scolded: "Stinky and shameless!"

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