Chapter 120: Who is it?
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He shook his head again, "No, I mean, she's not just an ordinary little girl!"
"How so?"
Say it's just a feeling?
He didn't continue the conversation, "It's just a little strange, why would they meddle in this little matter of finding someone?"
The other frowned and thought, "The matter that can be interfered with by them should not be a trivial matter, should it be reported?"
"No, it's useless to report it, who can deal with them? ”
"Yes, forget it, don't mention it, nothing has happened today. ”
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"This is a hidden force independent of the imperial power, no one knows who created it, the purpose of its creation, and who it is composed of? Auction conferences will be held from time to time, and each auction will cause an uproar. The imperial power was afraid, and tried its best to wipe out and send countless people to death, but it could not find its source, and could not even touch the end. Every time they are caught, they are just innocent people running errands on the periphery. The imperial power had no choice, so it stipulated that no one could put the word 'Yan Gang' on their lips and forbade discussing everything related to it, so as to reduce the influence of the Yan Gang. Despite this, the influence of the Yan Gang is still very great and authoritative. ”
On the carriage, Ding Nian'er listened carefully to Qi'er explain the existence of the Yan Gang.
No wonder Ding Nian'er was reborn for a month, but she didn't hear a word about it, it turned out that it was blocked.
Ding Nian'er, who calmed down, couldn't help but think, 'Why does this hidden force care about my brother's affairs?...... Could it have something to do with the Yu bloodline?'
If this is the case, Ding Nian'er can't be unguarded.
She stopped the carriage and said to Qizi, "Let's stay at the inn first." ”
Qizi was surprised, "Why? It's not that it's far from here. ”
"Well, my mother is unconscious now, I'm afraid she won't be able to accept it even more after hearing about her brother's misfortune, so you can help me take care of it. When she woke up, she asked, and said that I went to Xia Liuling Academy to find someone. ”
"But I'm not worried about you going alone? ”
"Teachers have their own measure. Ding Nian'er's tone was very heavy.
Whenever Ding Nian'er uses 'as a teacher', Qi'er knows that it is best not to persuade him at this time.
Ding Nian'er insisted, and Qi'er could only obey orders.
Ding Nian'er rented another carriage and went to the agreed place.
The appointment address was very careful, it was in front of a weapons shop in a market. This doesn't have to be the final meeting place.
Ding Nian'er stood there for a while, and then an old man came over and asked, "Little girl, have you been standing here for a while......
After several confirmations and inspections, Ding Nian'er was able to meet the main owner of the appointment.
The last address is a small restaurant near the mercenary union.
It's so cautious and secretive.
At the same time, Ding Nian'er also felt that there must be something hidden in her brother's affairs.
Otherwise, it is enough to send someone to explain it casually, so why bother so much.
The young man said to Ding Nian'er, "Please wait here for a while, the Lord will be here later." ”
CHAPTER XXXIV
Ding Nian'er asked the young man, "Is it your lord who made an appointment to meet me?"
The young man nodded, and then shook his head again, "I don't know, in short, everyone from above can call the Lord." ”
The young man left, and Ding Nian'er sat alone.
It's just an ordinary private room, but the sound insulation effect is very good, at least, Ding Nian'er can't hear the sound outside, it's very quiet.
Ding Nian'er faintly felt that there was a pair of eyes observing herself, like a lion, staring at her prey in the dark, so Ding Nian'er was also like an ordinary little girl, she didn't dare to eat or drink, and pinched the corners of her clothes and looked around when she had nothing to do.
She didn't like the feeling of being watched.
But the identity of the other party is unknown, and Ding Nian'er will not find a way to force the other party out, and any action will expose herself.
Since the other party is patient, Ding Nian'er is even more patient. After pretending to be a child for a while, Ding Nian'er simply lay on the table and began to pretend to be asleep, and practiced by the way.
If her cultivation is strong enough, she doesn't have to be taboo with people in the shadows now.
When Ding Nian'er pretended to be asleep, to be precise, after cultivating for half an hour, the people in the shadows began to move.
Before she saw the other party, Ding Nian'er felt that the person was very heavy, very stable, and very powerful. What comes to Ding Nian'er's mind is a mature and stable image, at least he should have life experience in his forties and fifties to be so calm and calm.
In other words, Ding Nian'er, she couldn't bear to observe a person in the dark for so long.
The door to the private room was opened, and the sound of shallow but steady footsteps entered, and the door closed again. Ding Nian'er heard the other party sitting across the table, raised his cup, and drank tea quietly.
Unexpectedly, judging by her voice and feelings, Ding Nian'er felt that the other party was not tall, or even a teenager, as if she was a girl.
The other party is waiting for him to wake up.
After Ding Nian'er made enough judgments in her heart, she squinted her eyes and sat up.
As I felt, sitting across from me was a girl of about twelve or thirteen years old.
But the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, the steadiness of her gestures, do not look like a girl.
Even when dressed, there is no girlish vitality.
The cyan fabric, the dignified embroidery, the exquisite workmanship, the fitting tailoring, and the mature style, she sat there, like an old man who had lived for half her life and experienced shame and glory.
The girl's cheeks have not yet receded from greenness, but her facial features have faintly appeared a sense of fortitude and tenacity, her emotions are not exposed, and she is particularly shrewd when she looks at people's eyes.
This contradictory appearance appeared on her body at the same time, which made Ding Nian'er full of incomprehension.
But what Ding Nian'er cares about more is the vermilion flame flower drawn by the girl on the center of her eyebrows, like a sign on a seal.
Ding Nian'er stared at the flower and looked at it carefully, and the girl spoke, "You are Ding Yiming's sister, Ding Nian'er?"
The tone is also very calm, without the slightest hint of girlish romance.
Ding Nian'er nodded, "I'm here to know, where is my brother now, is it life or death?"
"Why did you come alone?" the girl did not answer Ding Nian'er's question, but continued to interrogate the general question.
"My mother fainted and couldn't take care of it. ”
"Stretch out your hand!"
Ding Nian'er stretched out her hand cooperatively, and the girl reached out and put her four fingers on Ding Nian'er's vein. Ding Nian'er felt that the girl had entered some spiritual power temptation, and naturally detected her cultivation.
The girl's face changed suddenly, she withdrew her hand, stood up and walked out.
Ding Nian'er shouted, "What about my brother?"
The girl turned her head, her eyes were cold, as if she could kill Ding Nian'er with her eyes, "You are not his sister!"
Ding Nian'er was not afraid of that look, "How do you know?" (To be continued.) )