It's been less than an hour since I woke up this morning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info They lost their mothers and lost their homes.

Ning Yijun looked blankly at the distance, over there, where Qianyuan disappeared, and it was also the direction of his home. Ning Yiyun was still crying in his arms, but at this time he relieved himself, looked at the money bag in his hand, rubbed the hair of the person in his arms, and muttered: "Don't cry, from now on, only you and I are the closest." Yun'er, I will protect you with my life. Let's go. It was the first time he had called her by name. When Ning Yiyun heard her brother say this, as if she had taken a reassuring pill, she looked up at him, with tears and snot on her face, and Ning Yijun was a little sad when she saw it. From beginning to end, he did not shed a single tear.

This is the outside of the town, and not far in front of them are two teams of officers and soldiers guarding, on one side are the officers and soldiers of the Earth and Moon Empire, and on the other side are the officers and soldiers of the Celestial Star Empire. Both teams had walls behind them to protect the mouth of the moat, and a procession of wagons and men entered the gate on that side. Those who go out are all caravans, spirit masters, or those with tokens, like the Ning brothers and sisters, who are not allowed to go out at all. Qianyuan is right, you need to find a caravan, but it is really not safe to spend money. Just as Ning Yijun was thinking about how to get out, a group of merchants came over, who had just come out of the ancient town. The person leading the team was still discussing the matter of the collapse of the Ancient Wind Pavilion just now.

"Yun'er, you listen to me, otherwise we will both die here." Ning Yijun made a decision immediately and said to Ning Yiyun. Then he tidied up his appearance again, mainly to wipe the blood off.

Ning Yiyun wiped her tears and snorted.

Ning Yijun took Ning Yiyun and walked towards the caravan. The leader of the caravan, who was about forty years old, saw two children approaching and hurriedly ordered the convoy to stop.

The middle-aged man was on the horse and asked them condescendingly, "How did you two children get here?" ”

Ning Yijun took the hand of his crying sister, looked up and said to the caravan leader with a pitiful look: "We are separated from our parents, uncle, can you take us to Tianxing City?" ”

When the man heard this, he was indeed quite pitiful, but the merchant was already suspicious, and asked, "What is your father's name?" What for? ”

Ning Yijun thought for a while, came ruthlessly, and said, "My father and mother are from the Mortal Realm Alien Spirit Master Academy. As long as Uncle sends us to the academy, my father and mother will definitely reward us with a lot of money. ”

When the caravan leader heard this, he said, "Oh my god, this is amazing." He glanced at Ning Yiyun, who was teary-eyed, and directly turned his head to the back and ordered: "Vacate a sedan chair and take these two little guys." As soon as the people behind heard this, they immediately began to rearrange the goods, a total of four sedan chairs, vacated a small sedan chair, and tied the goods to the horse. The leader turned around, his attitude towards the two of them was much better, and he said with a smile: "Boy, my name is Zhang Tianyou, I am the caravan of the Tianxing Empire, there is my post station in Tianxing City, called Xingyue Station, and I don't want your father's money when I send it back to you, just tell your father and mother to find me Xingyue Station if you have a dart in the future." What do you think? ”

Ning Yijun smiled slightly: "Okay Uncle Zhang, definitely." ”

After that, a small handyman came from behind and led them to the sedan chair in the back. After sitting in the sedan chair, Ning Yiyun seemed to be much better, and she didn't cry anymore, and her tears dried on her face one by one. Ning Yijun wiped her face twice, and Ning Yiyun whispered, "It won't be discovered, right?" ”

Ning Yijun said softly: "Shh, don't talk about this." ”

Ning Yiyun nodded immediately, obediently dying. Ning Yijun rubbed her little curly hair distressedly, and said a little dotingly: "Don't cry, nothing can make you cry." You know what? My mother is not our mother. ”

It was like another thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Zhang Tianyou, who was in the lead, only listened to the little girl crying in the sedan chair behind him. The bodyguards in the caravan were all sad when they heard this, and they all sighed how could there be such a father and mother who lost the child. This is not the case.

Ning Yijun hurriedly covered Ning Yiyun's mouth. Maybe it was too early to tell her about it? Or is it not the right time? He just didn't want her to cry anymore. It's not that he isn't sad, but for some reason, he can't cry. The feeling of anger is greater than sadness.

I don't know how long it has been bumpy, the sky is getting dark, and Ning Yiyun doesn't know how many times she has fallen asleep and how many times she has woken up nervously. Every time, Ning Yijun patted her little shoulder comfortingly, and then fell asleep again. Ning Yijun didn't close his eyes all the time, he was bumpy all the way, it was a lie to say that he wasn't tired, but he couldn't sleep, not only was his sister there, but also that he had been listening to the chat of the caravan outside the sedan chair, and probably knew what happened in the Gufeng Pavilion after they left.

"I heard that the entire Gufeng Pavilion was moved to the ground, and half of the girls inside were killed and injured, and my mother seemed to be dead."

"No, I heard that someone of a certain race went to smash the field."

"I heard that mother is very powerful, and she is also a spirit master, and she fought with that person for a long time."

"Didn't you go to another spirit master later?"

"Don't mention it, I saw that the two women were very good-looking, and the men also went down, as if they wanted someone. The two women don't make friends. ”

"In the end, I died miserably, I saw with my own eyes that he was strangled to death! Not an opponent at all! ”

Hearing this, Ning Yijun couldn't hold it back, and cried when Ning Yiyun was asleep. The hatred in his eyes was so strong. He secretly swore in his heart that the Demon Moon Clan, the revenge of killing his mother and killing his sister is not shared!

(Today's second shift, tomorrow may be a shift, the weekend is busy, and there will be an outbreak of yards in the future.) By the way, there is an author survey at the back of the book, and everyone who reads the book votes, maybe your mind will become the plot below! Happy Dragon Boat Festival, everyone! )