334, Huairou Baishen, and Heqiao Yue

The people present, except for Nangong Mo himself, were all scared. A woman who is not strong can instantly knock a man half a head taller than her into the air, such an ability is obviously not something that these country thugs can understand. Therefore, the eyes of those people who looked at Nangong Mo were a little more frightened. And the child who was blocked by Nangong Mo looked at Nangong Mo's eyes a little brighter.

"You... What kind of magic are you making?! A man stared at Nangong Mo vigilantly, as if she was a female monster in painted skin, and if she was not careful, she would pounce and swallow herself.

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows and did not speak. His eyes fell lightly on the man who was lying on the ground with his arms folded and wailing not far away. After a while, he said, "I'm not a good person, and I don't like to meddle in things. But... Since you have provoked me, you have wasted your hands, and I have spared you. As for whether this kid will seek revenge on you in the future, I don't care. โ€

Scrapping your own hands?

The remaining three men looked at their companions with ugly faces. A man pretended to be bold and sneered: "Little lady is so big, hurry up and let's not worry about you." โ€

Nangong Mo sneered, his fingertips flashing, "So, are you unwilling?" โ€

"What nonsense are you talking about her? It's honest to clean up, we haven't tasted such a beautiful lady yet. A man said with a fierce face. The other two glanced at each other, and the three of them roared angrily and rushed in the direction of Nangong Mo. They also know that the woman in front of them is not an ordinary person, but let them waste their hands? In the past, they bullied others, but if they really become people with crippled hands, I am afraid that they will become bullied by others. That's naturally absolutely not good, it is estimated that this person in front of her is really a demon girl, and the three of them are still afraid that she will not succeed?

Looking at the three men who pounced on him, a sneer flashed in Nangong Mo's eyes. In the child's worried gaze, I saw her figure flash, and the person disappeared in place. The blue figure danced like a butterfly, and the sound of wailing was endless. The boy didn't even think he could see clearly, and the vicious thugs had all fallen to the ground.

He originally came to these people to take revenge, just because he wanted to fight for his own life. In fact, even if he really tried his best, he couldn't kill these people, but what could he do? But he didn't expect that the eldest lady in front of him, who had saved himself, would easily solve these enemies who couldn't think of a way to kill no matter how he thought about it.

"Girl... Girl, spare your life! "The wounds of the person who fell to the ground were not severe, but there was a bloody mark on the wrist of both hands. Each wound was exactly the same in terms of location and length, and the hands that donated blood and lay on the ground along the wrist were obviously useless.

Nangong Mo leaned over and wiped the blood stains from the dagger in his hand on a man, and said, "Don't worry, I will never kill you." โ€

The four men looked at Nangong Mo tremblingly, they couldn't rest assured at all.

Nangong Mo looked back at the child standing behind him, raised his eyebrows and said, "They are there, if you still don't feel enough to take revenge, go over." โ€

The child, with red eyes, rushed quickly.

"What do you want to do?" They couldn't move their hands, but there was nothing wrong with the men's legs. Seeing that the little ghost was not good, he hurriedly wanted to retreat.

The child had a malicious smile on his face, "She won't kill you, and I won't kill you." With that, he picked up a rock from the ground beside him and smashed it down on the lower half of a man's body.

A terrible wail rang out. Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows and skimmed his face lightly. This little ghost is really ruthless enough, and from the way he fought just now, Nangong Mo could see that this little ghost was definitely a ruthless character who could handle it. When fighting, he greets him to a damaged place, and he doesn't have the fear and hesitation that a child of this age should have. Of course, there is the anger of losing his mother and sister just now, but I am afraid that his own personality reasons also account for a few points. After all, not every **-year-old can do such a thing in this situation.

After smashing all four men, the child stopped and looked at the man rolling on the ground and sneered.

There was already a sound of someone coming from the village not far away, and Nangong Mo grabbed the little ghost and flew out of this place.

After running out for a few miles in one breath, Nangong Mo put the person down. When I looked down, I saw that the little ghost who was laughing very ferociously just now was in tears at this time, but he cried without making a sound at all, and Nangong Mo didn't even notice it. Sighing, Nangong Mo didn't know how to comfort this child who had just lost his mother and sister. By the way? Think about it, if something happened to the eldest brother and the younger sister in her previous life, someone told her like this, she would let that person mourn with her.

After thinking about it, Nangong Mo said: "I asked someone to help you bury your mother and sister, and you can still see them when you go back now." Then he took out some pieces of silver about a dozen taels and handed them to him, "You take these away, if you have nowhere to go... Shall I have someone to adopt you? "Actually, there are very few people who will adopt children in Yuezhou now, but since Nangong Mo wants to do it, he will naturally handle it properly. If you don't meet it, it's just fate, and if you meet it, you see this child's encounter along the way.

The kid didn't accept the money, but just stared at Nangong Mo deadly.

Nangong Mo blinked, she really didn't have much experience with children of this age. The county lord of Mingyu of Yanwang's Mansion is about the same age, but Mingyu is a girl and a concubine, and they are not very common, and Mingyu will not lose his temper in front of her.

The kid bit his lip and glared at Nangong Mo for a long time, and suddenly fell to his knees with a thud.

"What are you doing here?"

"I want to worship you as a teacher!" The boy shouted.

...... "You stare at me uncomfortably, just to worship me as a teacher?"

Stretching out his hand to pull him up, he asked, "Why do you want to worship me as a teacher?" The boy struggled to get up, "I want to learn martial arts, and I won't be again."

Learn martial arts, and no one will dare to bully me in the future. If I knew martial arts, my mother and sister wouldn't die! โ€

Nangong Mo sighed, "Martial arts are not omnipotent, and it is not convenient for me to teach you martial arts." If you want to learn, it's not difficult, I'll find someone else to teach you. "Although the Zixiao Hall has been disbanded, there is also a need for fresh blood under his hands. This little ghost, Nangong Mo only glanced at it and knew that he was a seedling who practiced martial arts, and he also had a little love for talent.

"Nope! I'm going to worship you as a teacher! The kid said firmly, looking at Nangong Mo with bright eyes.

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "If I don't accept you, what can you do?" โ€

The child pursed his lips and did not speak, almost stained with impurity, and could not see his true face, only a pair of eyes full of stubbornness and persistence. Nangong Mo said: "If you can keep up, just keep up." After speaking, he didn't care about him anymore, Nangong Mo turned around and walked forward.

Although he did not use light skills, Nangong Mo's own martial arts were also extraordinary. Walking forward, as long as she sped up a little, it was not something that a child who was less than her chest height could catch up. After a while, the panting child who was chasing after him was left far behind.

When Nangong Mo returned to the ruined temple, Liu Han was leading a few guards to collect the corpses of the mother and daughter. just put on a clean pair, and packed the mother and daughter together in a thin coffin.

"County Lord." Seeing Nangong Mo coming back, Liu Han couldn't help but glance behind her. I couldn't help but be a little disappointed when I didn't see the child, thinking that the child was just afraid that something had happened.

Nangong Mo nodded, "Have you cleaned it up?" โ€

Liu Han said: "It's cleaned up, and it's ready to be buried now." The identities of the mother and son were also found out, and they belonged to a Xiucai family in Huangjia Village, twenty miles outside the city. โ€

"How did Xiucai's family fall into this? I've heard... The three of them, mother and son, were kicked out of the house? โ€

Liu Han sighed, and there was a bit of anger in his eyes, "That child's maternal grandfather was originally a teacher, and he passed away a few years ago after betrothing his daughter to a student. The old lady of the Huang family seems to be very displeased with this daughter-in-law, and as soon as her father-in-law passed away, she made the decision to give the little girl in the family to her son as a concubine, and gave birth to a dragon and phoenix fetus. Originally, it was nothing, and the family was able to support a talented person, but the two years were not good, and their family was even more unhappy. A month ago, the old lady couldn't get by, so she wanted to sell the little girl and her mother. Naturally, the woman refused, and in the middle of the argument, she injured her husband. Outcome... was beaten, and the mother and son were kicked out of the house penniless, and the dowry was not allowed at all. I had no choice but to live in this dilapidated temple. โ€

After listening, Nangong Mo could only be silent. Such a thing would naturally not be encountered by people like them, and even if they did, it would be something that could be solved with a raised hand. But for these ordinary women, it is really a fatal thing. No wonder that kid had to learn martial arts.

When he was silent, he saw a small figure not far away stumbling towards him. Fell down in front of Nangong Mo, raised his head and gritted his teeth, and said, "I'm following, you have to call me martial arts." โ€

Nangong Mo sighed in his heart and said softly, "Let's go see your mother and sister first." โ€

The funeral of the mother and daughter was very simple, just dig a pit not far behind the broken temple and bury it directly. The child knelt in front of the graves of his mother and sister for a long time without saying a word. Nangong Mo didn't bother him either, just stood not far away and watched.

I don't know how much time passed, but I saw the child stand up and finally glance at the grave of his mother and sister, and ran towards Nangong Mo, "Master, let's go." โ€

Nangong Mo raised his eyes and looked at the new tomb not far away, there was only a tombstone standing on the tomb, and a few decent words were written on it, "Mother, the tomb of the Shang family." Obviously, the woman's maiden name was Shang, and she did not bear her husband's surname.

"What's your name?" Nangong Mo asked.

The child said, "My name is Shang Qiao. โ€

"That Joe?" Nangong Mo asked.

"Huairou Baishen, and Heqiaoyue." The kid said.

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you ever studied?" "It's not uncommon for the children of the Xiucai family to have studied, but this child looks like he is only ** years old, and it sounds like he has been over a lot of books.

Shang Qiao's face darkened slightly, and he said in a low voice: "My mother taught me." โ€

"Where's your father?"

Shang Qiao was silent for a moment, with a sneering smile on his face, "He doesn't know anything but reading those who are the same." Obviously, he was very disdainful of his father, he even abandoned his original surname, and naturally he had already made up his mind to break with the Huang family.

Nangong Mo raised his hand and patted his head, "Don't laugh like this, children." Now that you've made up your mind, come with me. โ€

"Yes, Master!"

โ€œโ€ฆ I haven't decided to take you yet. Let's go back first. โ€

"Yes, Master."

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After Shang Qiao's matter, the matter of going to the prisoner camp could only be postponed until the afternoon. Luckily, it's not really in a hurry. Returning to the mansion, after entering the gate for a long time, Shang Qiao still didn't come back to his senses, he obviously didn't expect that the eldest lady in front of him who saved him with great martial arts, his future master turned out to be the county lord of Xingcheng who is now praised by everyone in Yuezhou City.

He had read a lot of books with his mother, so he naturally knew what the county lord was. What's more, now the entire Yuezhou is the lord of Xingcheng County. He didn't know how he could have met the county lord of Star City with such good luck, and at the same time, he also understood how presumptuous and unbelievable his previous behavior of having to apprentice was, and he was a little wilted for a while.

Nangong Mo knocked on his head angrily and said, "What are you thinking about, hurry up and wash and change your clothes." โ€

Looking down at the clothes on his body that he couldn't see the original color, his swarthy little face couldn't help but blush. Fortunately, he could not see the original color on his face, and quickly followed the servant in front of him.

As soon as Qin Zixu came back

As soon as Xu came back, he heard the news that Nangong Mo had returned with a child, and asked with some curiosity, "Why did the county lord bring that child back?" Could it be that there is something special about that child? "There is nothing to say about the county lord of Xingcheng who saved a child, but there are many people to take care of below, but there is no need for Nangong Mo to bring people back in person.

Nangong Mo smiled: "It's nothing, I think that kid is very smart, and he is also a martial arts material, so I brought it back." โ€

Qin Zixu raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Young Master Wei may not be happy. "After knowing each other for a long time, Qin Zixu naturally knows a little more about Nangong Mo and Wei Junmo. Wei Gongzi wouldn't be happy that the Lord of Star City valued a little ghost so much.

Nangong Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Schadenfreude is not a gentleman's doing, that kid is only afraid that he will have to work hard for the eldest prince of Qin." โ€

Qin Zixu hurriedly said: "Don't, I don't have any children under my knees at a young age, and I haven't taken care of my children yet." โ€

"County Lord, Shang Qiao is here." Outside the door, Liu Han came in and said with a smile. Nangong Mo nodded, "Let him in." โ€

After a while, Shang Qiao walked in in a dark blue shirt. The clothes are a little long, and it is obvious that I can't find clothes that fit perfectly for a while. But it's still in good spirits when it looks good. After washing it cleanly, I saw Shang Qiao's true face clearly, because of malnutrition, some complexions were a little dull yellow and emaciated, but it could be seen that the original outline and appearance were very handsome. If it is raised white and tender, it must be a very cute and handsome child.

Qin Zixu raised his eyebrows and praised "County Lord's good vision."

Nangong Mo said with a smile: "Shang Qiao, come here." โ€

Shang Qiao pulled the clothes on his body and walked to Nangong Mo's side with some restraint. Nangong Mo said with a smile: "I've been very busy these days, since you have read books, you are now in the house to read the books, if you don't understand anything, just ask this, Grand Prince Qin." โ€

Shang Qiao nodded and bowed respectfully at Qin Zixu, "I've seen Mr. Qin." โ€

Qin Zixu coughed lightly, touched his nose and said, "No need to be polite." โ€

Nangong Mo said with a smile: "Don't look at Qin Gongzi's youth, if he went to take the imperial examination, he would already be on the gold list." And he can teach you more than just books. โ€

Qin Zixu was helpless, "The county lord has been raised." โ€

Shang Qiao looked at Nangong Mo and stopped talking. Nangong Mo naturally understood what he was thinking, and said: "In the future, someone will come to teach you martial arts every day, you are only ** years old, it is not too early to learn martial arts, but it is not too late, first lay a good foundation." โ€

Shang Qiao frowned, looked at Nangong Mo faintly, and said, "I... It's eleven years old. โ€

...... "The boy is eleven years old and so short, how much does the Huang family dislike you?" Nangong Mo looked at him with some sympathy and comforted: "It's okay, even if the boy is twenty, he can still jump again, and you will grow taller again." Shang Qiao pursed his lips and didn't speak, a child of his age doesn't really socialize with other children, but he can't quite understand the sadness of his lack of height.

Nangong Mo patted her little head and said with a smile: "It's so decided, stay in the mansion first to recuperate your body, don't let people say that my Nangong Mo's apprentice has a yellow face and thin muscles." โ€

Shang Qiao's eyes lit up slightly, and he looked at Nangong Mo with some hesitation, and said, "Teacher... Master..."

Knowing Nangong Mo's identity, he never thought that he would be able to worship her as a teacher. With her status, it was enough for him to be overjoyed to find someone to teach him some martial arts.

"Good boy, be obedient in the future." Nangong Mo took out a delicate dagger and handed it to him, "This is a meeting gift." โ€

Qin Dagongzi, who was sitting next to him, twitched the corner of his mouth, is it really appropriate to give a dagger to a child as a meeting gift? Well, eleven years old can't really be considered a child anymore. In the end, the eldest prince of Qin still contributed a piece of jade pendant to Shang Qiao as a meeting gift. The apprentice of the county lord is currently the only one, so he should also give a meeting gift, right?

Holding a dagger in one hand and a jade pendant given by Qin Zixu in the other. Shang Qiao's little face, which originally looked a little old, also had a little more brilliance. Holding a delicate and sharp dagger is even more lovely, he can barely be regarded as a scholarly family, and what he used to like was naturally pen, ink, paper, inkstone, books, calligraphy and painting. But after this change, he had the intention of abandoning literature and martial arts. In this world, nothing is more important than having the power to protect yourself and your loved ones. No matter how many books you read, you still can't achieve anything like his father?

Holding the dagger in his hand tightly, Shang Qiao looked up at Nangong Mo and said respectfully, "Apprentice to meet Master." "From today onwards, he is no longer the son of the Huang family, he is Shang Qiao, and he is the apprentice of the master.

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Today I finally climbed the Yellow Mountain, Kaisen (ใฅ ฬ„3 ฬ„)ใฅ

ps: I recommend Lingqi children's boots' new article "The True Colors of the Daughters of Charming Marriage", if you like it, you can take a look.

Mo Sang traveled through time and space that was not recorded in history, and the white-collar elite who has always been thriving in the workplace met here the nemesis who made her hate it so much, the cold male god - Gong Min.

He thought she was too cunning and vicious.

She thought he was too cold and arrogant.

When I wanted to have nothing to do, I abused the scumbag and the scumbag and teased the little fresh meat.

How do you know that a holy decree binds two people who don't like each other together to form a disgusting couple.

Since then, the two have lived a life of guessing each other, guarding against each other, secretly calculating, and being terrified every night.

How do you know that the world is unpredictable, and two people who dislike each other look at it and look at it.

She said: "You are a virtuous minister who protects the country, I am a loyal general, why am I with you, there is always a kind of wolf bรจi treacherous consciousness." โ€

He said, "The one who is close to ink is black." โ€