"Don't hate...... Don't dare to hate. ”

Nan Ming watched with interest, this woman with a ghost in her heart, soft and weak, as if she was completely convinced of her obedience.

In the eyes of the sheared water, there was a hint of gloom, and between the anticipation, there was a pity for the grievances.

That's the kind of ......

knows that she did something wrong, but if she meets those eyes, she will feel guilty inexplicably, and can't help but reflect in her heart, is she doing too much......

It's a pity that she is not facing people at all.

Rather, it is an existence that never knows what "pity" and "self-blame" are. This touching interpretation is destined to be flattering to the blind.

From a rational point of view, Nan Ming analyzed his reaction at this time: "I don't lack people, and I don't want to keep you by my side." ”

Jixiang didn't speak, just bit his lip with a sad expression.

"You can go incognito, fly away, and never return to your sect. Nanming gave her another idea.

“...... Okay, I'll go. ”

She was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and her eyes were curved to hide a bit of mist haze, "Lord Xie Jiansheng's grace to take you in, please take care." ”

After saying that, she slowly turned around and walked away step by step.

When I walked to the door, a voice came from behind me: "Wait. ”

Her eyes lit up and she turned back with hope.

saw Nan Ming pointing to the empty bowl on the case and said, "After drinking, take it out by the way." ”

“......”

Jixiang walked over with a resentful face and picked up the tray.

When he turned around, he had already become a gritted tooth expression - this person's heart, is it really made of stone?

He has acted like this, he has no guilt, and he has no intention of retaining?

It seems that it will not work without a little bitter trick......

She was ruthless in her heart, and quietly bit down a pill hidden in her teeth in advance, and the medicinal power flowed through her heart and poured into her limbs, making her face turn blue and cold as frost in an instant.

"Smack!"

The tray in her hand fell to the ground all of a sudden, and her person also fell backwards and fell into Nanming's arms.

Soft as boneless, cold to the touch.

Nan Ming frowned, put down the book in his hand, and pretended to reach her forehead.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I ...... This is the thief to control us...... The cold poison that forced me to take it...... It's a seizure!"

Jixiang's lips were bloodless, trembling, and after a while, his eyelids were covered with frost mist, "Thank you...... The Sword Master cares, this poison does not hinder life, as long as it ...... Get through it...... It's just fine......"

"That thief saint is so vicious that he forced you to take this poison?"

Nan Ming's face turned cold, his eyes revealed a hint of evil, and he asked in a deep voice, "Is there an antidote?"

"Antidote...... are all stealing holy ...... In the hands of the old thief, he gives us once every six months...... And then...... and forced us to take poison again......"

Ji Xiang smiled sadly, "I haven't been back for half a year." ”

Nan Ming fell silent.

He felt that if he didn't speak at this time, he could better express his complex feelings.

After a while, he slowly spoke: "Dian Jinmen, where is it?"

"You can't find it...... There is no station, no fixed residence...... Usually we communicate through codes......"

Jixiang shook his head with difficulty, and said tremblingly, "Only ...... Only the Thieves can find us...... We don't know each other...... Where ......"

The reason why this sect was chosen as a cover for identity is precisely because of this.

The Golden Gate is real, and there is indeed such a person who robs the saints. Moreover, the people under the thieves only have a code name, not a name. Even if someone investigates it, it won't find a flaw for a while, unless you find an elusive thief saint and confront it on the spot.

Nan Ming frowned, revealing an expression of "this matter is very tricky", as if he was in a dilemma.

Half an hour passed unconsciously.

The whiteness on Jixiang's face faded, and his body was no longer so cold, but it gradually became hot.

Between the alternation of cold and heat, a large amount of sweat oozed from her whole body, soaking through her thin clothes. Like knife-sharpened jade shoulders, delicate collarbones, and white and slender legs, looming in the haze.

Her face turned red, and she seemed to be a little embarrassed, and said shyly: "This, this is the sequelae of cold poison......

As he spoke, he regained some strength and struggled to get up.

Nan Ming supported her very cooperatively, and his fingertips seemed to inadvertently slash over a soft place, and then shrank like lightning. He tilted his head slightly, his gaze wandered, and he squinted at the ground: "You cold poison, will you still have frequent attacks?"

The voice was noticeably softer.

The corners of Jixiang's lips turned up slightly, and a sly smile appeared in his eyes: Xiaomi, I don't believe you don't take the bait!

When he raised his head, he had a look of frowning and shook his head: "It's not often, it's only once a month, and it's less than an hour at a time...... I'm fine, don't worry. ”

"Is there no other way to detoxify?"

Jixiang shook his head gloomily.

Even if there were, she wouldn't say it......

Nan Ming sat down again and picked up the book he had been reading just now. It's just that this time he didn't seem to be able to calm down anymore, and he flipped a few pages haphazardly, and then put it aside.

Ji Xiang peeked over and saw his brows furrowed, his eyes full of thought.

Long.

He breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes: "You go out." ”

"Juggernaut ......"

"Your cold poison has just attacked, let the next person find you a place to rest. ”

Nan Ming's voice turned cold, showing a tone of "Although I can't bear to drive you away for the time being, I still don't want to see you much".

This is auspicious and my heart is overjoyed.

- Did the bitter meat ploy succeed?

Sure enough, as long as it is a man, there is no one who can watch a weak beauty suffer and be indifferent. She is so confident in her performance that she can melt it even if it is a heart made of iron.

She walked out in a cheerful mood.

Icebergs always take time to melt, and she doesn't expect them to be achieved overnight. Being able to plant a thread of love in that person's heart was half the battle, and she would have enough time and patience to capture his heart......

After the door is closed.

The expression on Nan Ming's face quickly smoothed, and there was no wave in his heart.

He yawned, picked up the book he had been reading again, turned to the page he wanted to read, and memorized it casually.

- "On the Psychological Performance in Emotional Dramas".

"I always feel that there are still shortcomings......

He touched his chin, and suddenly remembered the powerful faction called "Thousand-Faced Ghost Fox" that he saw in Nanxianyu's room not long ago.

Even pretending to be a woman is vivid.

If you eat him, will your acting skills go to the next level?