The boy and the girl, one outside the window and the other inside.

The boy's hand was on the girl's mouth, and the girl's eyes were the appearance of a boy.

Holding the windowsill with his hand, Ning Jian turned over and entered the house and closed the window casually.

Sun Wanyan took two steps back and put her hand on the table. One hand pointed at Ning Jian, and the words in his mouth kept stumbling.

"You..... You..... Don't be impulsive!"

"I ..... If my dad finds out, you'..... You're done....."

Ning Jian glared at her angrily, walked to the desk, took out a pen and paper to write.

Sun Wanyan was still surprised, thinking about the scenes of the infatuated men and women who visited the boudoir at night in the play, and felt that her whole cheeks were red and hot.

After a while, Ning Jian stopped his pen and walked over with a piece of paper.

"Do me a favor and send this to your dad, he shouldn't have slept yet. ”

Sun Wanyan, who was dizzy, only listened to Ning Jian's words.

"Ah!!h

"My dad..... My dad ..... I won't agree!!" After speaking, he bowed his head even more, and his hands kept rubbing the corners of his clothes.

Ning Jian glanced at the position of the moon in the sky, thinking that time was running out.

This little girl looks like this, how can she communicate well.

A pair of cold hands, left and right attacks pasted on Sun Wanyan's face. Lifted its cheeks.

The cold touch made her face hotter and hotter, and her thoughts flew in her head: "What to do, what to do now? Do you want to close your eyes? Or push him away and pretend to be angry?"

's girl, searching her intestines and scraping her belly, thinking about the gossip of the grandmothers in the house.

Syllable!

A pop rang out on the girl's forehead.

"Pain, pain, pain~~"

After a while, Ning Jian finally finished explaining the matter, and it was unknown how much Sun Wanyan had listened to.

..........

In the study, Sun Xianbin finished reading the contents.

Looking up at his daughter: "You said it was sent by the person who saved you that day?"

Sun Wanyan still lowered her head and immersed herself in the memories of half a moment ago, but just hummed.

After Sun Xianbin was assassinated by his daughter, he checked Ning Jian's identity. The name is naturally Ding Jian, who seems to be a friend of Ning Duwen, the eldest young master of the Ning family, who once defeated the son of the Jiang family in the ring.

I don't know the rest of the information, but looking at his daughter's appearance at this time, how can he still guess the little girl's thoughts.

However, this is a critical time, and the content of this paper is even more eye-catching.

Counting the time, the Black Wolf Gang's extermination operation is nearing the end.

Let Sun Wanyan go back to rest, Sun Xianbin made a decision in his heart.

..........

It's still the same compound.

Inside the house are Ning Jian and the master, and outside the house are the heavy guards.

The master clapped his hands and smiled: "Skynet is magnificent but not leaky, I never believed this before. ”

"But I still don't believe it. ”

I took the robe off the hanger and put it on my body.

"It can only be said that a thousand worries must be lost. You were lucky enough to be involved in those momentary occasions, and I should say whether you were lucky or not. ”

Why is it in such a situation, the master is still so indifferent. Ning Jian didn't know, he just wanted to ask.

"Master, you have been in Tianshui City for 14 years, and you designed to kill the previous city lord, colluded with the Black Wolf Gang, and used live people to test the medicine to spread the Three Immortals Poison Powder, including assassinating Sun Wanyan to blame the Black Wolf Gang....."

Ning Jian said in a deep voice: "All this, what is the purpose?"

He's been in the shadows.

For the sake of profit, the position of the city lord is controlled by the Heavenly Dao Sect, and it is impossible for him to replace him no matter what.

is alone, not for his wife and children.

Ning Jian's question was also what Sun Xianbin, who was far away in the City Lord's Mansion, wanted to know.

The master took out his snuffbox and took two more puffs, "It's just boring." ”

Bored?

Bored!

For this reason, endure humiliation and work hard in the shadows for so many years?

Thinking of Ning Jian's reaction, the master laughed lightly: "At my age, I have to have some fun." so that you don't feel like time is sad. ”

Ning Jian still didn't understand. No matter how he substitutes, he can't imagine this person's standards of behavior and principles. I only felt that the man in front of me was becoming more and more dangerous.

Master's ears moved slightly, and he heard the sound of breaking the sky in the distance.

He walked over to a mural on the west wall of the house and reached out to press the mechanism somewhere on the wall. A secret door appeared.

Ning Jian thought he was going to escape, but he found that his master was looking at him with a smile. That look was actually a little ..... Some.....

Kind and kind.....

There was even a moment when Ning Jian saw the figure of the late Old Lady Ning in him.

It was not an illusion, a more gentle and comfortable voice sounded: "You should go." ”

The master asked Ning Jian to leave through the secret door.

He knew that Ning Jian's identity could not be exposed, even if the play tonight was sung by Ning Jian Laban. The supporting characters have arrived, and the protagonist can only stay alone.

But where did he come from!

And why is that?

Ning Jian, who solved many mysteries, found that there were more confusions in the master. Without waiting for Ning Jian to make a decision, a huge force came and pushed him into the secret door. The mechanism on the wall is in place, and there is no longer any clue.

The master lifted his robe and walked out of the house.

The Praetorian Guard was ready to fight, even if the other party was still in command two hours ago.

Above the courtyard, two figures fell.

Red embroidery lang and King Kong refer to Cui Tong.

The two of them had already left the city, and they were summoned back by Sun Xianbin's secret technique of the sect.

Staying up late to do errands, no one likes it.

Hong Xiulang was the first to speak up: "You are the mastermind behind the scenes. Sun Xianbin really has a good dog, hum. ”

The two of them knew that the master was at least a tattoo master cultivator, and Ning Jian had already written clearly on the paper he gave Sun Xianbin.

But it's the same, Hu Wanqiu of the second stage of the tattoo master has been ambushed, and one more is nothing.

Without much nonsense, Cui Tong grabbed the master's chest with five fingers into claws. A spirit pattern phantom flashed between his fingers, and the five fingers turned the color of fine iron.

Syllable!

The master also stretched out his five fingers and met Cui Tong's palm. Without waiting for his strength to clasp his wrist, the two hands of the two became ten fingers clasped.

"Look for death!"

Cui Tong's aura skyrocketed in an instant, and he straightened his waist to exert force, and his strength was transmitted from his waist through his shoulders to his arms. A beast roared in the palm of his hand, and the spirit beast phantom opened its blood basin and bit the palm of the master's hand.

Boom!

The next moment, Cui Tong actually knelt on one knee and couldn't get up again.

The master firmly clasped his five fingers and pressed his palms against his upper arms. The wrist was also pressed with great force, and the deformed elbow pulled the body to the ground.

Cui Tong shouted violently, raised all his strength and wanted to get up to fight back, but saw that the master's hand used half a part of his strength slightly, and then let go.

Cui Tong's right arm has been pulled down.

He knew that the arm was useless. Starting from the humerus, the ulna, radius, carpal bones, metacarpal bones, and the phalanges at the end are all broken.

Holding back the pain in his heart, Cui Tong looked up at his master.

The master's hand, after letting go of Cui Tong, came to the left chest at some point. Two fingers are pinched lightly, and a silver needle is sandwiched in the middle, and white silk threads flutter in the wind.