Chapter 83: Fear (1)
In front of me is a main hall, elegant and simple, the cool breeze pours into the rather dilapidated window, it doesn't look lively here at all, it is just the tip of the iceberg in the palace of Nuoda.
Nangong Tian didn't stay, her pace was fast and steady, but she forgot about the disgust behind her, she squeaked and grinded her teeth, she was about to be angry with Nangong Tan, Nangong Tian didn't seem to want to communicate with her more in the past two days, and he was very sure that he had finished reading those strange words......
Nangong Tian stopped, Rao is heart was a little doubtful, the knobby hand was lightly held on the other wrist, wanting to remind, but swallowed back.
After all, she is not an obedient master, and she will not listen to her own words so stupidly.
As soon as his thoughts turned, he bumped into someone's back without being angry, Nangong was surprised, took half a step back, and did not forget to use his other free hand to support his disgusted body, his eyebrows and eyes were a little impatient, and his heart was sour, "Are you a fool?" I told you to close your eyes, and you kept them closed, and you didn't have your own consciousness?" He didn't look back, the residual heat in his palms faded, and the coldness that accompanied him was attached.
Disgusted and stunned in place, the part that had just been held by Nangong tilt seemed to be leaning against the edge of the boiler, and the atmosphere of his speech was like a frying pan in the kitchen, and he glanced at Nangong tilt's back lightly, as if he saw a doll that he was extremely disgusted with, and there was no lack of love for him.
After being trapped for so many days, the feeling of being reborn is so wonderful, and I don't have time to take care of Nangong Tian's thoughts, I feel that the whole person is flying, but it is immediately broken by this reality.
Nangong Tian was also very curious, observing the main hall in front of him like himself, that is?
Is that?
He asked, a little childishly confused, "Where is the little milk cat?"
Nangong exerted all his strength, bowed his waist, and looked really funny, exuding enthusiasm for the future.
He scurried forward with a long body and hugged the very cute little milk cat.
I was disgusted and asked myself in my heart, could it be that Nangong Tilt is a cat control?
Seeing him sitting on the ground in an eclectic manner, holding the little milk cat, his eyes were red, and his fingertips were embedded in the cat's white and fluffy fur, I was afraid that the laughing stock of a year would be contracted by Nangong Tilt.
Nangong tilting his eyes were very loving, gently stroking the white fluffy fur of the little milk cat, this cat was really cooperative, so Nangong tilted and played with the cat all the time.
The misanthropy also began to tease the cat, she first squatted down, hooked her fingers at the kitten, and made a whistling sound, her eyes were crooked, and she was also very loving.
"What are you doing?" Nangong tilted his head and raised his head, there was this indescribable cuteness in his eyes, and the corners of his lips carried indescribable contempt: "We will not give in." The little milk cat also 'meowed' in protest.
"Is this little milk cat I picked up at random quite attractive?" At the edge of the fence came a woman with a gesel on her head, unkempt, holding dry corn kernels in her hands, and sprinkled them on the chicken hole, and the sound of 'ho-ho-ho' roosters was really a storm in this silent space.
Disgusted looked at the woman's smiling face, "Yuan Xiaoyu?"
The woman was not surprised, turned her head, and looked at the disgusted with a slight smile, "Yes." ”
When I was tired of being born, I had a little calm atmosphere.
Disgusted, he got up lightly, followed Yuan Xiaoyu, and came to the inner hall.
She lightly wiped the stains on her hands on the corners of her clothes, and her smile faded, "Something to say." ”
"You know the mechanism in the back, right?" Misanthropy said.
Yuan Xiaoyu nodded with a little doubt, picked up the water scoop and took a sip lightly, "I know what you want to ask!"
"There? Why is Nangong Tian so familiar, I also have a little vague memory as if it was there, there are too many doubts. "My head hurts a little bit.
Yuan Xiaoyu handed her the scoop of water, raised her head slightly, didn't say a word, raised her wrist and knocked over the scoop of water, walked in front of her, and sweated her hands, "Tell me." ”
"It's okay to tell you, you provoked me, you have to expose my scars, and you insist on telling me to be the culprit who touched that child, do you want to stay out of it? There is no such possibility, I ask you to help me get revenge. And your only powerful condition is to know the secret about Nangong Tian. Yuan Xiaoyu took out the red rope that he had once carried on his hand from the placket of his clothes, "Do you think it is good?"
Leaning back, leaning back, leaning on the edge of the table, "......"
"That secret room was built by the former king of Lan Yin, recording the past history of Lan Yin and some examples of talented women, it is simply a treasure, do you know why it disappeared and became a forbidden place that no one knows?" Her voice was eerily feminine, with a hint of ghost storytelling.
Yuan Xiaoyu snapped his wrist and smiled, "That's the land of the dead country, do you think the seventh boudoir was born for no reason?" It's not that they stole other people's territory, and the poor Lan Yin Wang's family was not spared!"
"It's all done by your good brother, and after that, your father doesn't need to say more about how much he uses."
Her disgusted cheeks were pale, her hands were shaking, and the confusion and disbelief in her eyes were all written on her face, she shook her head in disbelief and smiled snoopingly, "Alarmist!"
"Sometimes, the price of knowing the truth is so cruel, you must adjust your emotions, after all, you still have to help me!"