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It has been almost a month since Nan Qingmo's disappearance, although the Green Salamander Protector has passed the news, saying that he will feel the Heavenly Machine Gate as soon as possible and ask the matter clearly.

However, this news did not reduce the anxiety in Nan Zhengjiang's heart by half a point, in the hearts of the people of Southern Xinjiang, Nan Qingmo and Nan Linxuan, they are already the leaders and hopes of the next generation in Southern Xinjiang.

No matter how much news there is, if you can't find anyone, it's all in vain after all.

"Alas......"

Nan Zhengjiang smoked a dry cigarette and looked at the direction of the door, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see the two children walking in with a smile.

"Dad, let me go find my sister."

Seeing that Nan Zhengjiang's wrinkles were twisted into several 'Chuan' characters, Nan Qingling sat beside him obediently, and a faint sorrow welled up on the face that was no different from Nan Qingmo.

After Nan Zhengjiang's efforts, Nan Qingling finally regained her senses and became like a normal person, but the only thing that was different from ordinary people was that there was still a faint green on her face.

What Nan Qingmo hopes for most is to see his sister get better, but now, Nan Qingling is really good, but the person who is eagerly looking forward to it is gone.

"No, there is still this very big difference between you and ordinary people, you must not appear in front of people."

Hearing Nan Qingling say this, Nan Zhengjiang's heart couldn't help but pinch again, he has two daughters, why, can't he see that these two daughters are all right at the same time?

"But ......"

"Say no more, no."

knows that Nan Qingling cares about her sister, but Nan Zhengjiang is categorically impossible to let Nan Qingling out to take risks, if Nan Qingmo will come back, she will have three long and two short.

Nan Zhengjiang's heart may really have to stop cooking.

"Brother, brother!"

When Nan Qingling wanted to say something more, Nan Hangyuan hurriedly walked in.

"Brother, have you received news from the green salamander?"

I don't know why, Nan Hangyuan looked a little flustered, so that his favorite teapot on weekdays didn't hold it in his hand this time, so it came out.

"Green salamanders? Didn't he go to Tianji Gate? ”

Hearing Nan Hangyuan ask about the Green Salamander Protector, Nan Zhengjiang was a little puzzled, if the Green Salamander Protector passed on the news, it should first be passed on to him, who is the king of Southern Xinjiang, isn't it, how can he receive it?

"Alas! The green salamander's sub-Gu is dead! ”

Seeing that Nan Zhengjiang still had an unclear face, Nan Hangyuan couldn't help but stomp his feet, his face full of anger.

"What!"

When Nan Zhengjiang said this, he immediately jumped up like a burning buttocks, and stared at Nan Hangyuan in surprise with a pair of eyes, almost dropping his eyeballs out of his sockets.

Zi Gu is dead, what does this mean, Nan Zhengjiang naturally knows it very well, but what happened to Qing Salamander?

"What I just saw, the green salamander's sub-Gu, is indeed dead."

Nan Hangyuan frowned, as if he was suddenly more than ten years old, which made Nan Qingling feel distressed.

My sister is gone, my cousin Lin Xuan is gone, and now, the Green Salamander Protector has also lost her whereabouts......

Who is it? Who the hell is it! What are they going to do!

"I'm going to Tianji Mountain."

Just as the two men fell silent without exception, Nan Qingling's voice was like a hammer, hitting their hearts fiercely.

"No way!"

The responses of these two big men were so surprisingly consistent, and even, the loud voice made Nan Qingling's body tremble.

"Dad, Uncle Yuan, you are the center of Southern Xinjiang, and the people need your guidance, and I am just an insignificant person, ...... by me."

"Qingling."

Seeing that Nan Zhengjiang and Nan Hangyuan were opposed, Nan Qingling tried to persuade them, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Nan Hangyuan's earnest words.

"Qingling, you heard Uncle Yuan say, now all countries are fighting openly and secretly, maybe when they will fight, this world, after all, is the world of your young people, and our old bones will go into the soil after all."

"But ......"

Hearing Nan Hangyuan say this, Nan Qingling was a little anxious and wanted to refute her, but compared to Nan Qingmo's eccentricity, she did what she wanted to do.

And because he has lived in the Valley of the Dead for so many years, as for his words......

She doesn't have any advantages.

"Qingling, you listen to me first."

Nan Hangyuan waved his hand and stopped Nan Qingling from continuing to speak, he actually wanted to say these words for a long time, but he never had the opportunity to say them.

First, he felt that he could shine for a few more years, and second, he was afraid that the children would think that he was an old man and was so hypocritical.

"Your sister is the saintess of Southern Xinjiang, Lin Xuan will become her protector, the two of them are the hope of the future of Southern Xinjiang, but now, they have all lost their whereabouts without exception, I have to find them back."

Hearing Nan Hangyuan say this, Nan Zhengjiang couldn't help but be anxious again, but before he could speak, he was suddenly slapped on the shoulder by Nan Hangyuan, and he was immediately stunned and couldn't move.

"Qingling, you have to remember, in case they can't come back, you have to carry the banner of southern Xinjiang instead of them, we are old, Rao has a lot of experience, and we can't watch southern Xinjiang go on for a long time, so, that's why I don't let you go out, you ...... Got it? ”

Nan Qingling didn't speak, just cried and shook her head, she didn't want to understand these truths, she just wanted the family to be well, couldn't she?

"Alas...... Your father is impatient, easy to conflict with others, and has more than enough success and more failures, so ah, let me go this time. ”

Looking at Nan Zhengjiang's eyes struggling to stare at him, he seemed to want to stare Nan Hangyuan's body out of two holes, but it was completely useless.

"Uncle Yuan......"

Seeing that Nan Hangyuan suddenly turned around and was about to walk outside, Nan Qingling couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately knelt heavily towards his back.

Although she has lost more than ten years of memory, whether it is her father or Uncle Yuan, she is like a father in her heart, but now, Uncle Yuan's words obviously mean to entrust the future.

How did she accept it!

"Good boy, take care of your father."

China Southern Airlines didn't turn around, but just looked up at the extraordinarily brilliant sun in the sky of southern Xinjiang, and suddenly felt that it seemed that he hadn't been so young for a long time.

"That flower in the south of the south! Sweet girl! The baby in southern Xinjiang is brave! Don't be afraid of anyone when you see it! Wind, that water......"

Nanhang Yuan shouted a song unique to southern Xinjiang with a smile, shook his head, shook off the tears in his eyes, and strode forward.

A quarter of an hour later, Nan Zhengjiang, who couldn't move, finally fell to the ground with a 'bang', and the Ding Gu that Nan Hangyuan suddenly gave him just now had also reached its time.

"China Southern Voyage is far away! You turtle son, if you don't come back, Lao Tzu will dig your uncle's grave! ”

Listening to Nan Zhengjiang's roar that seemed to have exhausted his life's strength, Nan Qingling cried even more.

Sister, if you can hear us, please tell me where you are.