At night, it is secluded and quiet, and sometimes there is a cool wind blowing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Qingge walked slowly in front, and the man in the golden mask followed behind, not for a short distance but not for a long distance.

A pair of eyes behind the mask, staring at the woman's back, so thin, so small, unbearable waist, thin willow seems to be emaciated, so stubborn.

Alone, angry, heroic, walking in the dark places of the world, the original intention remains the same.

The man seemed to remember that the first time he saw her on the mountain road outside Shengluo City, she seemed to be uncomfortable, and being held in the arms of the peerless Ji Gongzi was simply a treasure in the palm of her hand.

Facing the ill-intentioned Wang family master and the Qin family from Luohua City, she smiled like a flower, and in just a few words, Qin Kui was furious.

Later, he knew that she was also half a relative, so he used the ambergris pill as bait and asked Wu Ziling of the Wu family in Luohua City to go to Yunfu to provoke.

He wanted to see what she would do.

She walked out gracefully and magnificently, and said, who wants to set foot in the Yun family?

Later, in a battle with a huge disparity in strength, she turned the tide and won, and even there were traps in every word she said.

He thought that this was also his relative, and he should protect her.

The woman walking in front suddenly stopped, and the man was stunned and paused.

Qingge turned her back to the man, was silent for a long time, she raised her eyes and looked at the moon in the sky, then turned around inch by inch, looked back at the man, and said, "Young Master Yan, if it is really good for me, take out the antidote of spiritual milk and silver frost water." ”

Yan Gongzi -

Yan Family――

The man's eyes were constricted, but the wind was light, he held back the passion in his heart, admired the woman's thoughtfulness and sharp thoughts, and just a few words with him could deduce his identity.

Qingge had long thought that the person who could cooperate with Liu Chuan was likely to be from Falling Flower City, and his status was not low.

After all, Liu Chuan is too confident, if the other party is Lan Wuxin, Liu Chuan will not be too complacent, just because he doesn't know Lan Wuxin.

When he met the masked man tonight, Qingge thought it was an enemy hiding in the shadows.

But the man is sincerely good for her, she can feel it, but why can't she be strong? Why is it dangerous to be strong once you are strong? If there can be such a contradiction, then there is only the Yan family!

Maternal ancestor Yan family!

The two of them stood in the bright moonlight, and the high courtyard wall was on the side.

The moonlight cast a shadow along the courtyard wall, spilling on Qingge and the man.

After staring at each other for a long time, the man let out a chuckle and said, "Sure enough, I can't hide your eyes." ”

Qingge pursed her lips, silent, her eyes were cold, with a little alienation.

"As long as you put down the butcher's knife, stop fighting, and stop provoking enemies outside the empire, I will give you the antidote immediately."

The man's voice is very good, there is an illusion of warmth, listen carefully, peaceful, and magnetic.

His eyes were clear and shimmering with extreme light.

Qingge looked at him indifferently for a long time, laughing, and the laughter spread far and wide in the night.

She pointed at the man and smiled, exaggeratedly.

The man stood up straight, looking at her.

After a long time, Qingge stopped laughing, gathered her expression, her face was solemn, cold as snow, she hooked the corners of her lips, and cracked a mocking and contemptuous smile, the laughter did not spread to the bottom of her eyes, and her eyes were still cold and surging.

"I, it's not rare for you to have an antidote, after poisoning me, you said it was for my good, and if you didn't give me the antidote, you also said it was for my good, this kind of goodness is disgusting enough, or is this the true face of your Yan family?" Qingge was resolute and neat, turned around and left, without hesitation.

The man looked at her figure walking away quickly, some contradictions and struggles, for a long time, he ran over, caught up with Qingge, stepped on the ground with his feet, and stopped in front of Qingge with a flip, blocking Qingge's way.

He bowed his head slightly, and the golden mask reflected the bright and silvery moonlight.

He took out two medicine bottles from his cuffs and threw them to Qingge, "Purple medicine bottle, silver frost hydrolysis, a drop falls on the center of the eyebrows in the early morning and night, as long as it takes three days, it can detoxify the poison of silver frost water, and the red medicine bottle is a spiritual milk antidote, as long as you take one, you can detoxify." ”

Qingge caught the two medicine bottles and glanced at the man.

The man's eyes were as secretive as before, and he seemed to be meditating on something.

Qingge put the antidote bottle into the space bag, she put her hands on her side, stepped forward, walked to the man's side, and the moment she passed by, she was stunned.

Qingge turned his head to look at the man and said: "If you put down the butcher knife, you can't become a Buddha on the ground, if after I put down the knife, the enemy comes to fight, and I don't have the knife, what should I use to defend my country and my relatives?" Now that you have embarked on this path, how can you turn back? Instead of thinking about how to survive without fighting the enemy, it is better to pick up a knife and eradicate all the enemies in front of you. ”

With that, she walked forward again.

The man stood by the courtyard wall for a long time, and the distance between the two grew farther and farther apart.

After a long time, when the man reacted, he looked back and saw that the night was thick, and there was still the figure of the woman.

The man was stunned, groaned for a long time, shook his head with a smile, and walked against the light song to the place outside the Xuanyue Pass.

He shouldn't have imposed his ideas on others, but like a rogue bandit.

If you can become a Buddha on the ground, who wants to bathe in blood with a butcher's knife in hand?

If she doesn't pick up the knife, how can she protect the Pure Land in her heart?

Qingge quietly returned to the old house of Liufu, and when she opened the door to walk in, the lonely, empty and cold little milk baby threw herself directly into her arms and rubbed it on her chest.

Qingge carried his tail and threw it directly backwards, then crossed the threshold and closed the door, the movement was like a flowing stream, all in one go.

The little milk baby fell on the grass on all fours, her tail cocked, and mist gathered in her blood-red eyes.

He rubbed his buttocks, stood up, stepped over the corridor fence, stood in front of the door, knocked on the door, and no one answered.

There was another knock on the door, but it was still silent.

The little milk baby pouted, squatting in front of the door aggrievedly, supporting her face with her hands.

In the middle of the night, the little milk baby accidentally fell asleep and fell backwards.

Crunch――

The door opened.

The little milk baby looked confused.

The door is not locked?

The little milk baby walked inside angrily, wanting to settle accounts with a stinky woman, but seeing Qingge sitting at the table with a light and reading at night with a serious and focused appearance, she began to soften her heart again.

Because of Liu Kun's pretense, there was no night pearl in the old mansion of Liu's mansion, and all the candles were dim, so Qingge took advantage of the flickering candle flame to carefully watch the information taken from the Eagle Pavilion.

The further back I looked, the more ugly my face became, and my brows were furrowed, like a dead knot.

She raised her hand and wanted to rub her eyebrows, as if thinking of something, but she put her hand down again and pinched her thigh hard.

It's hard to break a habit that you've developed over a long period of time and break it suddenly. 8☆8☆.＄.

The little milk baby looked at the action of Qingge, and felt warm inexplicably.

She listened to what he said and did it.

The little milk baby laughed.

He was lying on the table, his elbows propped up on the table, his palms resting on his cheeks, his legs cocked back, overlapping and swinging, and his big furry tail wagging from side to side.

It's cute.

Qingge reads books seriously.

The little milk baby is also a pleasure to look at her.