"I need to think about it."

Qin Feiyue hung up the phone.

Smiled reluctantly, took the comb, and combed An An's hair.

"Mom, is your evil grandmother trying to force you to marry someone else?" An An asked angrily.

"Don't talk nonsense, that's your grandmother, you can't be disrespectful to your grandmother." Qin Feiyue scolded, her eyes full of bitterness.

"When the hell is Daddy coming back?"

An An asked.

Qin Feiyue's eyes instantly misted with water, and she endured her grief and said softly: "It's almost ......"

"If Dad doesn't come back, Uncle Xu Nan ......"

"What do children understand? Don't move, comb your hair. ”

Outside the door, Xu Nan exhaled silently.

Qin Feiyue still can't let go of the family affection that blood dissolves in water.

Even if the Qin family treats her as a tool for profit.

Call her weak, call her pedantic, call her a virgin.

But from Qin Feiyue's point of view, she really owes the Qin family a lot.

As for the Lu family......

A touch of coldness flashed in Xu Nan's eyes.

The old lady of the Lu family is just interested, otherwise, there is no need for the Lu family to exist.

After breakfast, Lei Cang took the lead in packing up and leaving.

From now on, he will hide in the dark, from the twelve generals of the lifeless army in southern Xinjiang, a general with outstanding military achievements, to a wicked man with iron-blooded means.

There are a lot of things on the back.

But he had no complaints and was willing to give everything for Xu Nan, including his life.

Xu Bei also left after breakfast, and she planned to meet Xu Yaozhong.

Xu Yaozhong was too strict and distrustful of Xu Nan, but he was still very good to Xu Bei.

Today, Sunday, An An still doesn't have to go to class, Liu's mother plans to take An An out to play, and the red makeup is just about to send Qin Feiyue to the company, so she plans to send Qin Feiyue to the company and accompany Liu Ma and An An to play together.

Xu Nan was going to go with him, but before he went out, a guest came.

It was when Xu Bei's life was in danger that Yi Tianlong, the golden dragon superintendent, brought the Xuanmen divine doctor from the capital, Yu Hansong.

Yu Hansong has made a lot of fame in the capital with the three needles of Xuanmen, but he sat opposite Xu Nan, but he trembled, like a primary school student facing a teacher.

"Nan Shuai ......"

"You don't need to call me Nan Shuai, just call me Xu Nan." Xu Nandao.

"If you can't do it, then I'll call you...... Nanye? Yu Hansong asked cautiously.

Xu Nan nodded.

In fact, the word "master" is a very common honorific title in the capital, such as "this master", "Qiao Ye, you palm the eye", "yo, the sixth master is here" and so on.

Yu Hansong exhaled and said, "Nanye, someone came to me yesterday and broke the middle of the vertebrae, and you introduced him." ”

"Yes, it's me."

Yu Hansong smiled bitterly: "Nanye, my three-plate axe can be used to treat some minor problems, but that person's injury is not ordinary, and he was shocked by internal force, I ...... I really have a weak heart, so I can only stabilize my injuries temporarily......"

Xu Nan thought for a while and said, "By the way, I promised you that I would help you complete the last six stitches of the Xuanmen, but I have been delayed by things all the time, but now it is an opportunity, you wait for me for a while." ”

When Yu Hansong heard this, he was overjoyed, and he was so excited that he immediately got up and saluted Xu Nan repeatedly: "Thank you, Nanye!" This kindness and virtue can not be repaid, the old man is willing to be a cow and a horse, to repay your kindness! ”

Xuanmen used to be the Apricot Forest Dana, Xuanmen Nine Needles are famous, but unfortunately after the ups and downs of the years, the Xuanmen Nine Needles were lost, and they were inherited to Yu Hansong, and only three needles remained.

If Xu Nan was only the coach of Southern Xinjiang, he didn't believe that Xu Nan could help him complete the nine needles of Xuanmen, but Xu Nan was the descendant and master of the Ghost Doctor Sect of this generation, and the Ghost Doctor Sect was thin, and there were only one or two heirs per generation, but the background was unfathomable.

For nearly a thousand years, the inheritance has never been broken, but it has gained a lot of lost things, and the same is true of the nine needles of Xuanmen.

The reason is that the ghost doctor sect is very demanding on the heirs, which is simply desperate, once he becomes the descendant of the ghost doctor sect, it means that this person will never die halfway, and he will definitely be able to pass on the ghost doctor sect.

Xu Nan accepted Yu Hansong's thanks, but refused his request to be a cow and a horse, let him sit for a while, went to the study on the second floor, took out cooked rice paper, picked up the wolf pen, studied the ink for a while, picked up the pen, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, and wrote a handwriting that everyone should marvel at calligraphy.

In my mind, the content of the Nine Needles of Xuanmen kept coming up.

Soon, the fourth to sixth stitches were written.

Coherent.

Just as he was about to write the secret of the seventh needle, his phone suddenly rang.

The call is unfamiliar, and it shows that it is a Beijing number.

Xu Nanwei thought about it, his eyes became a little sharper, and he pressed the answer button while continuing to write.

"Former Southern Xinjiang Coach, Xu Nan?"

"Xiling God of War, Xiyuan Coach, Sun Ling?"

"Yes, the gas is calm, the relaxation is moderate, and he is a character."

This tone is lofty, as if educating students.

Xu Nan smiled faintly: "Xiling God of War has a high status, what are you calling me, a grass man?" ”

The tone on the phone was full of majesty: "It's a character, but he doesn't know how to lift, otherwise he wouldn't lose his position as the commander of Southern Xinjiang, and it would also affect the twelve generals of the Southern Xinjiang Dead Army." ”

Xu Nan's eyes froze, and then he said calmly: "Whose lift is it?" I'm a reckless man, I only know how to go into battle to kill the enemy, I don't understand those bends, why don't you say it clearly? ”

"Heh, then Ben Shuai will go back to Chongcheng and tell you clearly."

Xu Nan said indifferently: "Wait for the big driver." ”

Hanging up the phone, just after the end of the last hook like a knife, the nine needles of the Xuanmen that have not dried the ink are leaping on the paper and reappearing in the world.