Chapter 6: Young Qianmo

Wei Ying drank the medicine prescribed by Ning Ziyan and quickly returned to normal, and the injuries on his hands were only extracutaneous wounds.

For this reason, Ning Ziyan could only leave with the host, but before leaving, Ning Ziyan set fire to Wenghe Village.

In the carriage, looking at the fire in the sky through the carriage curtain, Ning Ziyan's eyes were like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the cold light was cold: "It's not that I don't report it, the time has not come, one day, I will get back everything that should be asked, and I will not miss it." ”

"Sister Ziyan, where are we going?" At this moment, Wanqi beside her timidly pulled Laning Ziyan's sleeve, and looked at Wei Ying secretly with her eyes, curious.

"Where are you going?"

It's a good question, but it's a pity that even Ning Ziyan doesn't know about it.

She only knew that the guard's name was Zhu Zi, and Zhu Zi called that man Zunshi, and Zunshi was obviously just an honorific title, not a name, and other than that, Ning Ziyan didn't know anything.

Thinking of this, Ning Ziyan suddenly felt that her decision was too hasty?

What if you escape from the wolves and fall into the jaws of the tiger?

Although there was a hint of hesitation, thinking of their current situation, Ning Ziyan could only regard this trip as an adventurous journey.

Liangcheng, the mighty and solemn Ningfu.

Hearing the report of Meng Ma and Liu Ma, Yao hooked his lips coldly: "Although there was a small accident, but the dead girl was finally solved, have you found out what happened to the fire?"

Meng Ma bowed her head slightly: "Back to Mrs., the old slave will go back to collect the corpse every other day according to your wishes, but I didn't expect that when we went, the entire Wenghe Village was burned down, so we didn't find any clues for the time being." ”

"Continue to investigate, whether it is man-made or accidental, this fire is always a strange thing, if you don't find out that Mrs. Ben is uneasy, and the Lord should have received the news at this time, so we can only clear all obstacles before the Lord and Ning Qianmo return home, otherwise you and I can only wait for death." ”

"Good!" Meng Ma and Liu Ma responded respectfully.

At this time, thousands of miles away, the wolf smoke outside the Humen Pass was everywhere, the dust and sand were rolling, and the sound of the soldiers fighting was loud, bloody, and sweaty, intertwined into a thrilling song of war spirit.

"Kill my brother, surnamed Ning, take your life!"

On the chariot, the young man had a bewitching face, his eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were like stars, the corners of his mouth were outlined as if he was smiling, and he sat in the car elegantly.

He is different from other soldiers, he does not wear armor, does not wear helmets, is dressed in white, and holds a danqing ink fan, like a handsome boy traveling, and it seems that he is incompatible with the battlefield.

However, it is such a young man, who has broken the enemy and killed the generals during countless encounters, and no one dares to ignore him, and he is the eldest young master of Ning Mansion, one of the evil stars of Humen Pass, Major General Ning Qianmo.

Ning Qianmo raised his eyebrows lazily, and said to the man riding a horse next to him with an innocent face: "Lichang, he must have come to find you, but he recognized the wrong person." ”

At this time, he was dressed in a silver robe, looked ahead, and reminded expressionlessly: "His brother's name is Wang Yuanlie, the second lieutenant of the enemy country." ”

"I don't know this scrap wood. Ning Qianmo pointed to the person in front of him who was scolding.

There was a black line in front of his long forehead, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Ning Qianmo, what kind of idiot are you bastard? If you don't know it, you didn't kill it?

Ning Qianmo grinned: "It seems to be the same." ”

"The army listens to the order!" Ning Qianmo suddenly drank and pointed ahead: "Catch this little waste wood alive for me." ”

Wang Yuanlie's younger brother was furious: "Ning Qianmo, there is a kind of you who is going to fight with me, what kind of hero is it to shrink behind the soldiers, I think you are a bear, and one of the geniuses, on the same level as Wei Ying!

Ning Qianmo hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and a cold light flashed at the corners of his eyes: "The skin of the little waste firewood is itchy, right? As for you, who can't form an army, what qualifications do you have to let Major General Ben take action? If you want me to make a move, it's okay, but you have to ask me first if these brothers will agree." ”

Hearing this, the generals immediately responded: "If you don't agree, if you don't agree, if you don't agree, you will be caught!

Ning Qianmo spread his hands and expressed his innocence: "Listen, even my brothers think you are too wasteful, so what qualifications do you have to let me make a move?"

"You!" Wang Yuanlie's younger brother gritted his teeth.

"What you are, you are ......"

"Qianmo, stop playing, the general is still waiting!"

"Okay!"

Ning Qianmo shrugged his shoulders and stood up from his seat, and suddenly, his lazy momentum suddenly changed, and the whole person seemed to be so sharp and sharp: "Give you two a choice, either descend or ...... Die!"