Chapter 8

"Girl, who are you looking for?" The voice is light, detached but polite.

Nan Huan tilted his head, his voice was soft and glutinous, and he was very polite and innocent like a real ten-year-old girl: "Brother Ling Qi, I'm looking for you!" I'm Ah Yun. ”

Ling Qi took a step back and opened the door, "Come in, Ah Yun." Ling Qi didn't ask Xiao Ah Yun how he recognized him, the sound of "Ah Yun" was not unfamiliar, after all, he had heard it hundreds of times this year, and he remembered that in the first few days, Yue'er often said a few words: "Brother, you can recognize Ah Yun at first sight, she is the most beautiful and cutest child in the world." "Brother, Xiao Ayun painted a picture for me today, do you think it's a good painting?" "Brother, Ah Yun covered my hands today, warm like holding a small stove, Ah Yun is like my little sun." In those days, she was nagging in his ear all day long like a small chatter, Ling Qi didn't speak at that time, in his heart, his sister was the most beautiful and cutest child in the world, his little sun, but he also had a good impression of that child, and he was also very grateful for her appearance, thanks to her for letting him see his sister who smiled so happily and so sincerely, which made him think that the little princess who loved to laugh and spoil and carefree back then came back.

Nan Huan followed behind Ling Qi, jumping up and down with his hands behind his back, a pair of peach blossom eyes were rolling around, his eyes were full of curiosity, and he vividly interpreted a simple and innocent child who had never been out of Mingyunju, so that Chu Shaoxuan, who happened to come out of the room, rubbed his eyes and pinched himself, thinking that what happened last night was that he was dreaming or that he was hallucinating in this scene now, and it also made Nan Huan, who saw him, stiffen and almost tripped over himself.

Ling Qi pursed his lips at the strange performance of the two, and was about to ask, but was decisively interrupted by Nan Huan: "Brother Ling Qi, who is this brother, he is so good-looking." The phrase "brother" is quite a bit of gnashing of teeth, and Nan Huan now finally knows what it feels like to be slapped in the face by himself.

"Cough, the little girl really has a vision, my name is Chu Shaoxuan, you can call me Brother Chu." There was a smile in his voice, and the last "oh" word was very proud.

"Okay! Brother Chu, I'm Mingyun. Nan Huan squinted, his smile was a little fake, and he still gritted his teeth.

Ling Qi raised his eyebrows and probably guessed something, ignoring the turmoil between the two, and took the lead towards the house, "You guys come in too." ”

Chu Shaoxuan saw his friend leave, and was about to show his smug smile to the girl, when he saw the girl turn around and shake her head, chasing Ling Qi like a butterfly, and shouting affectionately: "Brother Ling Qi, wait for Ah Yun." ”

"Could it be that I've been too haggard lately, really looking a little old, and my charm has declined?" It shouldn't be, I'm still more gentle and handsome than Ling Qi's guy, it must be that girl who is blind, and I happened to be hit on the spot yesterday by her habit of liking to see the Spring Palace, she was annoyed and angry, and now she is angry with him.

Well, it must be, he is so handsome and chic, the jade tree is in the wind, and he is young, so he will not look old.

And Nan Huan, who likes to watch the Living Spring Palace, if he knows what Chu Shaoxuan is thinking, he just wants to say with a face, Sao Nian, brain supplement is sick and has to take medicine, don't give up treatment.

But she didn't know that she was sitting opposite Ling Qi now, and seeing the man's slender and white hand holding the teapot and pouring water seriously, Nan Huan got straight to the point: "Brother Ling Qi, I came today for Sister Shuangyue, I want you to bring her a letter." ”

Ling Qi's hand holding the pot paused, and his voice was slightly low: "You know." Although it is a question, it is a declarative tone.

"Well, with a word, I'll wait until she comes back." Nan Huan nodded, took out the letter from his arms, and handed it to Ling Qi.

Ling Qi took it, rubbing his thumb against the envelope, and the corners of his lips hooked into a smile: "Okay, let's wait for her to come back together." He still didn't ask her how she knew, he just knew that she wouldn't hurt his sister.

"Uh-huh, we're together." Nan Huan likes the word together, which means that she is no longer alone, this is the warmth she has never experienced before, so she will not let "fate" take away all this.

"However, I sneaked out, and I'm going back." Nan Huan stood up.

As soon as Chu Shaoxuan walked into the house, he heard this sentence and couldn't help but wonder: "Sneak away? Why sneak away. ”

Ling Qi paused his fingers, looked at the water in the cup, did not answer, his expression was a little erratic, although the producer of Changle Pavilion Dan has been in the past thirty years, but there are not many outsiders who know the inside story of this matter, after all, this method is too cruel and contrary to human norms, if it is publicized, it will definitely cause those martial arts people who claim to be righteous to attack it in groups.

Nan Huan didn't mean to answer someone, he just said hello to Ling Qi, and walked outside the house, and when he passed someone, he paused specifically, and gave a big roll of his eyes by the way, and the disgust was very obvious.

Chu Shaoxuan touched his nose, his stomach was depressed, he felt that this girl was too stingy, the ancients believed that only women and villains were difficult to raise, and he felt that little girls were even more "difficult to raise", especially a certain little girl.

Chu Shaoxuan sorted out his mind and said goodbye to Ling Qi with his fists clenched: "Brother Ling, I have been bothering for a few days, Chu is also going to leave, and I will bother Brother Ling to pay more attention to the matter of my mother." ”

"That's natural, Chu Shaoxia's filial piety, I believe that soon there will be news about my aunt's affairs."

Three years later, Changle Pavilion South Garden Twelve Poison Building

The south garden of Changle Pavilion is full of bamboo, spreading ten miles in pieces, and in the center of this bamboo forest, twelve bamboo buildings are built, arranged into psychedelic formations in the way of Qimen Dunjia, so that unless the people who enter find the formation eye to break the formation, they will be trapped in it, and there are countless poisons in each bamboo building, the poison toxicity of each bamboo building is different, and the toxicity of the last one is the most intense, that is, a master with strong martial arts and deep internal strength will be killed instantly if he is bitten when he walks in, and the array is in this last bamboo building. These twelve poison buildings are the "slaughtering ground" specially used by Changle Pavilion to refine human pills, because none of the girls who have entered in the past thirty years have survived.

Except for a man in red, he was sitting lazily on a chair, with one hand on the armrest, and one hand holding a cup of tea, his face was like snow, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his temples were like knives, his lips were like blood, and his fox eyes were closed and closed, and he looked very leisurely.

"I don't know, can it succeed this time?"

"Yes! I also want to know, but this time, there are ten people who survived, so I think I have a better chance of success this time. ”

"Well, I also think that this time there is a good chance of success, after all, the steps are perfect."

"Well, that makes sense."

"Don't be too happy, the Twelve Poison Towers are not an easy place to break into."

"Oh, you still don't mean it? But our pavilion master is so calm, doesn't it mean that the pavilion master is very optimistic? ”

"You're new in the last few years, and you probably don't know how calm our Pavilion Master is every time."

"Like, yes, how about we make a bet?"

"Come on, bet on it."

Most of these killers have long since lost their conscience, and the ten immature and innocent lives in their hearts are just a temporary conversation for them.

Nan Huan crawled out desperately, and the mouth on her body kept spurting black and red blood, but she didn't feel pain, and after a while, she crawled out of the door.

"Hey, you see someone coming out."

Everyone saw a small blood-colored figure appear at the door, crawling out little by little, and the color of the whole person's clothes could not be seen, like broken steps wrapped in red.

"I'm alive, I've won, but who's that?"

Nan Huan saw someone walking towards her, and closed her eyes and fainted with relief.

wiped the bloody man's face, and the person who came was a little puzzled, "Hey, why is it, her usual performance is not very good?" After muttering, he picked up the person, walked to Mingfu, revealed his face, knelt down on one knee and said, "Pavilion master, it's Miss Mingyun." ”

Ming Fu also raised his eyebrows in some surprise, stood up, still with the same momentum, and announced: "From today on, Ming Yun is my only righteous daughter." ”

Three days later, Ming Yunju

Nan Huan woke up at night, and she was still a little confused, when she heard the familiar electronic sound of 0023.

[Ding, host, you wake up, how do you feel, is it not painful at all.] 】

Although it was still a serious electronic sound, Nan Huan heard a kind of quick to praise me, come and praise me.

"Well, it's okay!" Nan Huan was amused in his heart, but replied quietly.

[How can it just be okay?] My pain* can exhaust 80% of my pain, which is something that few systems can do. 0023 is a little fried.