Just when Xuanyang's side was making trouble for the throne, and after Ruan Xiu of Dongxia was unexpectedly patronized by the cloaked people, the rest of the place was not as calm as Gujing Wubo. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

For example, in southern Xinjiang, Nanzhengjiang's roar almost lifted the hearts of the entire people in southern Xinjiang.

"What! You repeat! ”

Nan Qingmo shrunk his neck, stretched out his little finger and pulled out his ear that was almost deaf, and said in his heart, his father's 'earth-shattering roar' is still as powerful as ever.

"I said, I'm going to go into the Valley of the Dead again!"

Even in the face of his father's extremely explosive voice, Nan Qingmo still did not flinch, but doubled the volume, made a trumpet shape with his hands, and yelled at Nan Zhengjiang.

"You dead girl, don't go!"

Nan Zhengjiang's hair suddenly stood upside down, what a little girl who doesn't have a long memory, she just woke up from a coma the day before yesterday, and today she is not afraid of death to go in and do it again.

Did he give birth to a daughter, or did he give birth to an unconscious troublemaker!

"Hmph, stinky old man, if you say you don't allow it, you won't allow it."

Nan Qingmo pinched his waist with both hands, reached out and grabbed Nan Zhengjiang's beard, and said with a provocative smile, "If you have the ability to compete, if you lose, you have to let me go!" ”

"Not comparable."

"You!"

Nan Zhengjiang naturally knows that his daughter's ghost eyes are a lot, although it can't play a fundamental role in the surname Su, but every time he is about to win, he will be defeated by her ghost idea.

So, it's just a good time to have fun on weekdays, but this time today, it's absolutely not.

"If I say no, I don't want it!"

Nan Zhengjiang was righteous, looking at Nan Qingmo who was pouting with a serious face, and then, he couldn't help but soften and coax, "Girl, you have to know that your life is not your own, don't be willful, okay?" ”

"Dad, I know, I want to inherit Southern Xinjiang, I am the king of the next generation, I have to spare my life."

Nan Qingmo nodded weakly, reciting the scriptures and repeating her father's previous teachings word for word, she could recite it backwards.

"Well, you know, it just can't be done."

Nan Zhengjiang snorted angrily, and then sat at the door by himself, looking unwilling to retreat, "Anyway, you just don't want to get out of this door." ”

"Daddy!"

"Not negotiable!"

"Dad, isn't it to protect the people of Southern Xinjiang when I become the king of Southern Xinjiang, but if I can't even protect my own sister, how can I have the face to become the king of Southern Xinjiang?"

Nan Qingmo couldn't help crying, in her heart, her sister's accident was a scar that she could never heal, so she forgot her sister's existence later.

But the dream again turned the bloody facts to her, as if to say, behold, how could she have run into the Valley of the Dead by herself if it had not been for you?

And that time, he really saw his green sister all over her body, she didn't doubt that she was dazzled, she had to find out.

In the dark, there was a voice in her heart, her sister must still be alive, definitely.

"Girl, it's not that you don't understand what you said, but do you have the ability to ensure that you are not like last time?"

Nan Zhengjiang sighed, his daughter's thoughts, how could he not understand, the palms and backs of his hands are full of meat, Qingling is also his beloved daughter, and he was also very sad when Qingling disappeared unexpectedly.

However, the Valley of the Dead is very dangerous, and this time Momo woke up by luck, but will there be a next time for this kind of good thing?

He has lost his beloved wife and a daughter, and he can't afford to lose his last loved ones.

"This ...... I try my best! ”

Nan Qingmo's tone was very relaxed, but she couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, last time she was lucky with shit, but this time, how dangerous the future is, I don't know how dangerous even she herself is a little chilled.

"you, no!"

Nan Zhengjiang was like an angry leopard, turning to look at Nan Qingmo, as if he was ready to tear her apart at any time.

Seeing that her father's face suddenly changed, Nan Qingmo couldn't help but 'chuckle' in her heart, she knew that this time, her father was really angry.

“…… Father? ”

After hesitating for a moment, Nan Qingmo shouted tentatively, but Nan Zhengjiang didn't pay attention to her, he just glared at her fiercely, this look, Nan Qingmo couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

It's scary, this is the first time she's seen it, and her father has such a terrible look.

"Dad, don't be angry, that, I ......"

Nan Qingmo explained weakly, and he was about to make a difference, but at this time, Nan Zhengjiang suddenly lowered his head and turned back, and without saying a word, he took out the cigarette pouch pot on his waist and knocked it on the threshold.

"Ahem...... Ahem, ahem, ahem! ”

Nan Zhengjiang lit the tobacco sullenly, and then distraughtly shook out the fire fold, and took two puffs hard, but it was also because it was too fast, causing Nan Zhengjiang to choke on the sour old dry smoke, and snot and tears flowed out.

However, even so, Nam Zhengjiang did not stop smoking, and still inhaled the hot smoke into his lungs, feeling the scorching tumbling.

It seemed that this would calm the sadness in his heart.

"Daddy......"

Nan Qingmo instantly drooped his head, pitifully leaned behind Nan Zhengjiang, and pulled Nan Zhengjiang's clothes like a coquettish and kept shaking.

However, Nan Zhengjiang still ignored her.

"Dad, I was wrong......"

Nan Qingmo reluctantly popped out a few words, which finally made Nan Zhengjiang's hand holding the pipe tremble, and then there was a strong cough.

"Still not going?"

For a long time, Nan Zhengjiang spit out a puff of smoke rings, but he still didn't look at Nan Qingmo, just asked her with a straight face.

"I don't ......"

"Momo."

Nan Qingmo just wanted to soften, but at this time, a familiar call came from the door of the small courtyard, and this voice couldn't be more familiar to her.

"Su ...... Brother? ”

Nan Qingmo looked up and saw the man in white standing at the gate of the courtyard, with a silver-white half-mask on his face, and his lips under the mask were gently pursed, who is this not Su Hui?!

It's just that he just called out to himself...... Momo?

"It's me, Momo."

Su Huo took out a jade flute from his sleeve, put it to his mouth and blew it gently, the warm tone scrambled to overflow from the hole in the flute body, and in an instant, Nan Qingmo burst into tears.

This song was composed to her by Brother Su, called "Nanzhi Qingqingmo".

Hearing the familiar tune again, Nan Qingmo couldn't help but feel agitated in his heart, however, at the moment when his eyes were blurred with tears, Nan Qingmo was suddenly surprised to find that today's Su Hui was wearing a half-face mask.

And Su Hui, whom she saw in Tianji Mountain, had always worn a silver mask.

So, they're not alone.

Because, Brother Su's lips, she remembers.

(To be continued.) )