Chapter 87 Strange House 2
Nangong Ruochen and Zheng Qingyue glanced at each other, and they both felt that the scenes of things in this house were all strange.
"Huh! Girl, why haven't you left! Suddenly, a familiar voice appeared behind Nangong Ruochen and Zheng Qingyue.
At the moment when that voice sounded, Nangong Ruochen quickly pulled Zheng Qingyue in his arms, turned around and looked at the old man in front of him vigilantly.
Nangong Ruochen was also shocked into a cold sweat at the same time, his internal strength was not bad, and it could even be said that he was at the top of the Holy Cloud Kingdom, but he didn't even notice when this old man appeared behind him so quietly, and he didn't realize it at all.
Looking at Nangong Ruochen's guard, the old man was not angry, but just looked at Zheng Qingyue and said with a smile, "Didn't the girl let you go back?" Why are you still playful! ”
"Grandpa! You're the old man, but why are you here? Zheng Qingyue was puzzled that the old man who appeared in the dream would actually be here, so was she dreaming now? glanced at Nangong Ruochen beside him, obviously not
"Don't worry about why grandpa is here, let's go!" The old man's expression was a little urgent.
"But..."
"Oh, don't go! It's too late for a while, hurry up! Come on! While talking, the old man pushed Zheng Qingyue and Nangong Ruochen outside.
Pushing all the way to the outside of the white arch, the old man looked at Zheng Qingyue and smiled kindly; "Get out of here, it's not your time to come, don't be greedy and go back!"
The old man looked at Nangong Ruochen beside Zheng Qingyue, although his expression was a little cold, but he was not very fierce, "You are from Nangong's family, hurry up and leave with her, don't come in again after leaving." ”
Nangong Ruochen glanced at the old man suspiciously, didn't speak, just nodded at the old man, and then picked up Zheng Qingyue beside him and went out as fast as he could, I don't know why Nangong Ruochen felt a sense of danger approaching, and that feeling was very bad, so he took Zheng Qingyue away.
Nangong Ruochen kept holding Zheng Qingyue until he walked to the main street of the village before stopping, and Zheng Qingyue, who was being held, looked stunned and was carried out like this, but the old man asked them to come out for their own good, so he accepted it silently.
Zheng Qingyue looked down and saw that he was still being held by Nangong Ruochen; "Put Me Down"
Nangong Ruochen raised her lips and smiled, looking at the little girl in her arms, and said evilly; "The little girl with no conscience, when she escaped the danger, she wanted to throw me away and run away by herself. I tell you, don't think! Hum! In the end, it was arrogant.
Zheng Qingyue rolled her eyes speechlessly, and she was helpless for this Laipi prince who not only let go of herself, but hugged him tightly.
What the hell am I going to do with you?
"You put me down first, I'm not used to holding me like this." Zheng Qingyue is really not used to it, she is really not used to being hugged by such a princess when she is a female man who has almost always grown up in the bin camp since she was a child!
Moreover, since she was a child, only her grandfather and father were three men who hugged her when they were young. Other than that, he's the first, and she's all grown up.
"If you don't get used to it, you should hug more and get used to it as soon as possible." In the future, I have to hug it every day, of course, the last sentence Nangong Ruochen didn't say.
He was afraid that his little girl would scare him away, where would he go to find such a cute little daughter-in-law, so he was not in a hurry to take his time.
"And in the future, you can only give me a hug, and the others will continue to be unaccustomed to it, so you can get used to me alone." Nangong Ruochen was obviously in a very happy mood when she said this.
Why? Because his little girl is not used to others hugging her, this means that he is the first, oh no! It should be said that it was the first man to hug in addition to his family.
He didn't know why he could be so happy when others seemed to be so small things, a pair of deep and divine black eyes flashed with starlight that seemed to light up the world.
In this way, because of Nangong Ruochen's domineering, Zheng Qingyue has been carried away by him all the time.
Fortunately, because there were no people early in the morning, and there were few people in this village who had a murder, otherwise Zheng Qingyue wouldn't know where to hide his face!
These ancient people are all stubborn people, but she doesn't want to be pointed at by thousands of people! She just wants to live her little life in peace.
At the same time, in the house where Zheng Qingyue and Nangong Ruochen had just left;
In the endless wheat field that Zheng Qingyue saw in his dream, an old man in blue cloth was fighting against a white shadow that seemed to be nothing.
Although the white shadow moves Lingli, all the moves are full of murderous intent, but every time the old man in Tsing Yi is opposed, he can resolve them one by one.
So even though the white shadow was eager to jump out immediately to show its outline, it was always beaten back by the old man in Tsing Yi.
I don't know how long it took for the white shadow to get angry; "Hmph, how long do you think you can still be trapped in me, but your so-called resolution is like this, it's not like that, it's not ridiculous."
"You always have some resentment in your heart, and of course the hatred will only grow stronger and stronger over time." The old man in Tsing Yi dealt with the increasingly strong attack of the white shadow while admonishing bitterly.
"Fart! This world brings me only hatred, endless hatred and pain, when is it better for me, how can I not hate, how can I not resent, how to resolve it? The white shadow became more and more emotional, and even began to go crazy uncontrollably.
The attack became more and more violent, and a whole field of golden wheat swayed like a storm towards the center like a wave.
Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the dark clouds that drifted from nowhere, covered the entire sky overhead. With that white shadow as the center, the whirlwind continued to surge.
The robe of the old man in Tsing Yi was blown tightly on his body and scattered around, his snow-white beard was blown messy, and he didn't care about the others, the old man looked a little flustered, but the movements in his hands were carried out unhurriedly.