Chapter 63: Good Night

"The only families that can be trusted now are Le Zheng and Father Zai, I will contact them, it just so happens that they will bring their clansmen to Snow Cloud City to participate in the Rongjing Small Secret Realm at the beginning of November. ”

"Well, Le Zheng and Zai's father have been friends with Nangong for generations, and they do have the right to know about this matter, and Nie Lei's side is still left to me. ”

Lin Jia agreed with Nangong Zhengli's proposal, and the rest of the people also agreed, and this matter was finalized.

"Okay, it's not too early, let's go back and rest. ”

Seeing everyone pondering, Nangong Zhengli rubbed the corners of his forehead, he received too much information today, and he also needed to think about it.

"Uncle, I heard from the third uncle that my great-grandfather is now in retreat, so should I talk to his old man about the ascension... What's wrong?

Qianqiao didn't know the reason for her great-grandfather's death, so she brought up this matter, but as soon as the words came out, she noticed that the atmosphere was obviously wrong, and looking at everyone's reactions, Qianqiao was a little puzzled.

"It's okay, I'll say this, it's been six hundred years, and it's time to meet that person. ”

Nangong Wen Qingyun took over the conversation lightly, and did not take this matter to heart.

Everyone was relieved to see Nangong Wenqing's indifferent attitude.

Then they saw this cold third uncle/uncle holding Qianqiao's little hand.

“???”

What's the situation? What are you doing? The inner activities of the people at this time can be said to be quite exciting.

"I'll send her back..."

Nangong Wenqing saw that everyone was looking at him, and said as a matter of course.

"No, I don't have to, I can do it myself..."

Before the rest of the words were finished, the people had already been taken away, leaving the three of them looking at each other.

"When is the third uncle and Qianqiao..."

Lin Jia was very surprised, and looked back at the two people who had been able to do it without panic at this time through a day of frightening.

“......”

The two were very silent.

"I'll go back first~ I'll come back tomorrow to discuss the next thing~"

Nangong Zhengyang stretched, waved his hand, and teleported back to his residence.

"Then I'm going too~ Nie Lei's side, I'm going to talk about it... The specific situation will be contacted by Transsion when the time comes. ”

After Lin Jia finished speaking, he tore open the space and left.

Nangong Zhengli saw that after the two left, he was not idle, and began to contact Le Zheng and Zai's father, there were too many things to be busy with...

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"It's here. ”

Here, Nangong Wenqing directly brought Qianqiao back to Xianshui Pavilion.

"Third uncle, did you send it to the wrong place?"

Looking at the Xianshui Pavilion in front of him, which was obviously not his nest, Qian Qiao was a little speechless.

"I don't know where you live. ”

"Then I'll go back myself..."

Qianqiao knew that it would be like this, she had no temper anymore, and she was about to leave when she turned around.

"You've been living here for the past few days, and I'll guide you in your spells. ”

"Thank you, Third Uncle!"

Qianqiao, who was about to leave, immediately stopped, and it would be stupid if someone didn't teach him~

"Uncle Qi will call you at six o'clock tomorrow, go to sleep. ”

Nangong Wenqing was about to leave after speaking, but was pulled by Qianqiao's sleeve.

"Third uncle, where is my room?"

Didn't these three uncles arrange a room? Qianqiao found that the brain circuits of the third uncle could not be judged by ordinary people's thinking.

"On the second floor, just find one. ”

Nangong Wenqing looked down at the sleeve that was pulled by Qianqiao, and did not pull it out, and said a place casually.

"Oh, okay, good night to the third uncle, see you tomorrow~"

Knowing that there was a place to live, Qian Qiao let go of her hand and went upstairs happily, waving to Nangong Wenqing when she was about to turn the corner.

“......”

Nangong Wenqing looked at the figure that had turned around and walked away, and stood in place for a long time before stepping away.

"Good night..."

There seemed to be a shallow murmur in the wind, which was not very clear.