Her clear eyes, black and white, although her expression is arrogant, but the line of her jaw is extremely graceful, and she is actually a beautiful beauty.

"Master Luo, I'm sorry, Nan Mo is a woman, and she really can't accept anyone's promise to repay her kindness, I hope that today's everything will end here. As for the others, it's all up to the head of the Luo family to deal with. Nan Mo took his leave. ”

Her forehead was stained with fine sweat, glowing with a shining luster, but her expression was cold and arrogant, unquestionable.

Luo Kui nodded subconsciously, and Nan Mo turned around and left Don't be surprised.

There was an uproar behind him......

Such an amazing talent is actually a mere little girl? actually compared the literati of the entire Laneige Society, such a mind, such a means of resurrection, all of which are sighing.

Nan Mo didn't expect that a few days later, the news that the head armorer of this Laneige Club was actually a woman disguised as a man spread overwhelmingly throughout Dasheng.

Everyone spread this news very rarely, and even the storytellers in the Dijing teahouse publicized it greatly. This is a later story, press not table.

Shen Yisheng couldn't wait to leave the Luo family's mansion with Nan Mo, this place couldn't stay.

The so-called people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, Nanmo is in this situation at the moment, for fear of being recognized, and ask questions.

Fu Lai called a carriage overnight and spent money to get out of the city.

When passing through a wasteland.

"Where's the smoke?"

Shen Yisheng complained, his scalp hurt, and his eyelids couldn't support the fight.

Nan Mo didn't care about the warning, he only held his breath and pinched the middle of the person fiercely.

Soon, the people around him had different postures, and they were lying on their backs, describing themselves as very embarrassed.

A lot of chaos.

In the distance outside the carriage, from the fog and haze, from far and near, a figure as thin as a fairy came from Nana.

She was dressed in plain white curls, and the black trim was densely wound around and around, and black and white were intertwined and dragged to the ground.

Although the fog is full, it can't hide half of this woman's elegance at all.

Rong Fan lowered his head under the cover of the wide cloud sleeves, and took all the ups and downs, and the emotions that should not appear here, Lian walked slowly and walked to the carriage.

She is the Fanyin Ji of the Moon Demon, and she has seen the scene of blood splashing in the corners of her eyes, and she has also seen the extreme beauty of drunkenness.

But when Nan Mo in the carriage opened the heavy curtain and revealed a beautiful face, she unexpectedly didn't dare to look directly at those clear and distinct eyes.

She wasn't bothered by the fog?

Rong Fan's expression was full of surprise, but it was only for a moment, and he respectfully made a series, from his movements to his expression, he was extremely groveling. This kind of humility was the first time she had done it to another woman other than Childe.

Nan Mo leaned his head on the lattice of the carriage and looked at the woman with a smile, "What, your son-in-law regretted it, and he wanted to kill me?" ”

Rong Fan's eyebrows froze, "You misunderstood." ”

Maybe she wanted her life with her heart, but it was definitely not Childe's order.

After she explained like that, she realized that the woman was smiling and happy, but she was just casually making a harmless joke.

Rong Fan wanted to find a trace of the emotion she wanted from Nan Mo's eyes, but no, not half a point.

No fear, no sadness, no expectation.

As if to meet an old friend, he deliberately waited for her here.

"You know I'm coming?" Rong Fan couldn't help but ask.

As soon as the words came out, even I was shocked, when did I be so unable to hold back my emotions in front of this woman?

"You can hide from the first day of junior high school, you can't hide from the fifteenth, you are conceited and brilliant in the world, your mind is outstanding, and you are his person, no matter how tolerant you are, you can't tolerate such a Nanmo in this world."

Rong Fan's eyebrows flashed with a complicated look, "It seems that you know why that maid named Xiaoxiao came forward?" ”

Nan Mo didn't speak, just jumped out of the carriage. Of course she knew why Xiaoxiao stood up.

Because her master is not Lodin, but someone else.

The Luo family attaches great importance to the education of this daughter, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and book etiquette, all of which are taught by famous masters. So much so that although Luo Ting had something in his heart that he wanted to stick to, he still couldn't get rid of the shackles of etiquette.

Xiaoxiao followed her own young lady, and even if she couldn't bear to save her, she would never use her admiration for her as an excuse in public, unless she was covering up something.

Otherwise, she could have dropped the cup of tea directly, which was naturally not polite, but it would not cost her life. After all, only by living can you best express your love to yourself, and there is a better way to choose, so why save you by dying?

If it is said that in order not to damage the reputation of her own young lady, then why did Xiaoxiao, who "lived", immediately accuse Luo Ting and Xiao Yichen?

But the biggest loophole is that Xiaoxiao drank the poisoned tea. It stands to reason that she and Luo Ting didn't know that Xiao Yichen had changed the medicine, but they said in front of everyone that the tea was highly poisonous?

All this is just a pretense of admiration for her, and the reputation of the Jiangnan Luo family has been completely ruined. Although it was a mistake that saved him, Nan Mo didn't dare to think about it, what was the deep meaning behind Jing Mohuai's easy action? This man is terrifying.

Rong Fan held his sword and pointed to the ground, everything around him seemed to be unnecessary, and the mist spread out again, as if surrounded by a fragrant fragrance, and the treacherous just now did not exist.

She seemed to remember that day, when Gongzi was outside Luo's house, facing the lonely cold night, standing for a moment.

He said he was sending someone.

Rong Fan looked at her, "Now that you know, I'm here, aren't you afraid at all?" ”

Nan Mo had seen her kill people invisibly, and it was the first time that she had made such a big fanfare and bluffed.

Nan Mo hooked his lips and smiled, and then laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Rong Fan never seems to be able to see through this seemingly simple woman.

"Your martial arts are so good, whatever you want, you can ......" Nan Mo's tone was brisk and joking.

"Either return to Childe's side or die, do you choose one?" Rong Fan was not joking, the sword was on her neck.

"It's really strange for me to say that you are such a person," Nan Mo pushed away her sword and took two steps around her, "obviously he didn't want me to appear in front of him at all, but he just gave me what seemed to be two ways to live, but in fact there was only one." ”

She smiled slightly, "You underestimate your son-in-law too much, I am like this, there is no use value, he will not look at it." ”

Rong Fan's eyebrows jumped, and he said, "Do you know? I trained hard, day after day, year after year, just to be the best pawn in his hands, and I didn't hesitate to start by making fun of people. ”

The tips of her left fingers, which were as white as jade, pressed between her lips and teeth, and she smiled, and she paused word by word, "Here you can drink the elixir and jade liquid, and you can also drink the blood of wild fowl."

He raised his left hand, which was not holding a sword, and shook it in the moonlight like jade, "These hands can pinch the colorful ivory chopsticks, and they can also crush people's necks." ”

She suddenly sat on her knees on the ground, like the holiest lotus flower in the world.

The wind swept across her cheeks, and Rong Fan's face was sad, but still smiling.

It's just that her smile has a little more bitterness, "My heart has long been numb, and only the original obsession remained." ”

Nan Mo almost burst into tears when she saw her, but she didn't, Rong Fan's eyes restrained her emotions just right.

She swallowed the sweetness in her throat from the violent emotional fluctuations, "I want to watch him step by step up that high level, even if he is not by my side." But I know you don't deserve it. ”

It's just that Nan Mo left too decisively, and Rong Fan knew that he had to completely remove Gongzi's memories of her. There is only one point, that is, let Nan Mo stay by his side, just like any woman who admires him, then this person is no different from Gongzi.

Nan Mo smiled, didn't answer whether it was good or not, just asked, "What did he promise you?" ”

Yes, what exactly was promised, so that a girl would work hard to strangle an unknown mistake in the cradle.

"Faith." She replied simply, but was no longer willing to say more.

Nan Mo then looked at her and answered her seriously, "If you want me to be persecuted, but I still have to pretend to do things that are difficult for me to accept, and happily return to him, I can only tell you that I am not happy." ”

She raised her head, her black and white eyes shining like stars in the sky, and she said word by word: "I only belong to myself." ”

Rong Fan just looked at her with such a mistake, "Nan Mo, I won't kill you, but I won't let you go to the imperial capital." ”

For just a moment, Nan Mo barely saw her movements, and Nan Mo fainted.

Before she fell into a coma, she solemnly told herself that martial arts was a good thing and had to be practiced.

Rong Fan looked at the unconscious woman, clapped his hands, and the well-trained man behind him lifted her into a carriage.

Giving the coachman a large sum of silver, Rong Fan watched the carriage in the night go away, this was the first time she had done something according to her own will.

But she didn't regret it.

The carriage would take the woman to Dongsheng, and the coachman would bring the paperwork, and she hoped she would never return.

In this world, a bowl of porridge can buy the life of a slave, and a steamed bun can make a girl who is like a flower and jade sacrifice herself to accompany each other for a night.

She has been with Childe for so many years, and she won't know that saving her hand is not Childe's character at all.

A few days later, in a group of extremely young carriages with men and women, Nan Mo sighed.

Rong Fan didn't kill her, and sent her to Dongsheng, whether it was for himself or for her, it left a way back.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, and the coachman encountered soldiers escorting slaves to the Sangtong paddock on the road.

Because the coachman couldn't tell the identity information of Nan Mo who was unconscious, he deduced that he was a slave and sent to Dongsheng.

Those soldiers, they didn't care about the clothes on Nan Mo's body that didn't match the slaves, the number of slaves who were originally escorted was not enough, and now it just happened that pies fell from the sky, how could there be any reason not to accept them?

Nan Mo and the same girl curled up in the corner of the large hunting carriage, and after a few days of getting along, both of them gradually let down their guard, she said that her name was Thirteen.

"We can get out." Nan Mo comforted her more than once.

"I'm already blind", whenever this happens, Thirteen will let go of Nan Mo's hand. Her face was full of injuries, and the description was terrifying, Nan Mo didn't know what her appearance was, but it could be seen that the injuries on Thirteen's face were deliberately made.

In order to prevent the slaves from escaping, the soldiers did not feed them at all, and a bowl of porridge a day was almost empty.

After a few days, Nan Mo, who had planned to escape, took care of Thirteen on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was also weak, so he had to make another plan.

Until their group of slaves were imprisoned in the Santong enclosure.

On that day, a soldier came in and said viciously, "Your chance to be free has come." ”