Su Muran paused slightly, her eyebrows drooped, avoiding negotiating with his eyes, and she tried hard to pull the corners of her mouth, revealing white ginseng.

"Master-" Her voice was slightly elongated, low and naughty and shy, "When did your old man become sad and sad, isn't this okay now, and besides, isn't it fragrant?" ”

Su Muran raised his finger and pointed to the porcelain vase in the hand of the ghost ghost.

Ghost Youzi was angry and laughed by what she said, he raised his hand and just wanted to poke her little head, and suddenly remembered the first time they met, just because he touched her, Chu Mubai's guy made him sick for an afternoon's warning.

Suddenly, a strange feeling welled up in his heart, and the hand that was slightly raised was weakly placed on his mustache and stroked it twice.

"How old is your little girl, I'm so old, what a little kid I'm so old, it's really nonsense!"

Su Muran saw that his face was stretched, and he touched the back of his head slightly, and his face was shy.

"Master, what you're saying is that it's me talking nonsense, I'm talking nonsense—"

is very representative, Su Muran followed his words and picked up, the two of them seemed to be fine, but they had their own thoughts.

Ghost Youzi blamed himself for neglecting the development of the red before, and always felt that there was still a year to go, but he never expected that it would be ...... just over a month

Su Muran thought about living for a while, accompanied the lonely master, passed on his medical skills, and repaid Brother Nangong's kindness... Let her him spend his life in peace-

As for Nangong Rui, who always stood on one side and said nothing, his heart was even more meaningless.

He had just received the letter from Chu Mubai to him, and after verifying it, he personally informed his grandfather that Feishu had passed on the mystery to his predecessors-

Now, grandfather Nangong Xiong is sick in bed and finally has a little improvement when he hears the news, and he is looking forward to seeing her every day, Nangong Rui only told him that he would let her come in a while, and she was also very happy to see her grandfather-

For the predecessors of Xuanji, I have lost my wife and daughter for nearly 20 years, and now we are meeting, my aunt is in the phoenix and forgets, and Mu Ran is dyed red... Still... Or is it late—

"Mu Ran, don't worry, I have mobilized all the personnel of the Nangong family to search for the only Wanyang Chiyu grass that is missing all over the country, and my brother will not let you have anything."

"Brother... Brother? Su Muran's face was only stunned, and he muttered.

Nangong Rui was stunned, but it returned to normal in a moment.

"I'm older than Mu Ran, and Mu Ran calls me Brother Nangong again, no matter how you look at it, I'm your brother, isn't it?"

"Huh?" Su Muran was slightly stunned.

Brother Nangong is my benefactor, and now it seems that he is repaying my kindness, and he wants to cry Liao-

Su Muran's mouth trembled slightly, and the beads in his eyes swirled, "Well, what Brother Nangong said is true." ”

"Oh, crying stupid girl, don't cry."

Oniyuko handed over a surprisingly clean square handkerchief.

Su Muran was slightly stunned, stretched out his hand and rubbed his cheek indiscriminately, but saw that his fingertips were clear and transparent.

Originally... She was really crying-

Unpromising! It's really unproductive!

Su Muran snorted fiercely, scolded himself in his heart, and then took the square handkerchief handed by the ghost ghost, and his voice was slightly hoarse and choked.

"Thanks... Thank you, master, thank you, Brother Nangong-"

When I first heard the front, the ghost ghost was still smiling, this... After hearing it...... Suddenly, she thanked Nangong Rui again, what happened to that little rabbit cub?!

Handkerchief... I obviously handed over the handkerchief, isn't it okay?

The ghost who asked for comfort expressed his grievances.

"What's the matter with Guan Nangong Rui's stinky boy-" Ghost Youzi's heart was depressed, and he looked at Nangong Rui with resentment in his eyes, and he accidentally said what was in his heart.

"Huh? Master... Brother Nangong just said that the whole continent searched for Wanyang Red Youcao, and Dye Er felt that he should be thanked. ”

The ghost who came back to his senses heard Su Muran say this, and he also stared at Nangong Rui's full projection without dead ends.

Ahh This, this, this... That's right!!

My handkerchief is a little shabby compared to his—

"I know for the teacher."

Ghost Youzi stumbled as he spoke, turned his eyes and turned a sharp gaze back to Nangong Rui, and the face that had been smiling at Su Mu a second ago suddenly disappeared.

"What do you stinky boy think of me, and you don't allow the elders to say a word about you? Let you deal with it, clean up that damn, ungrateful dog thing, the idle people sent by Tuoba Birch to harass all day long?! ”

"Uncle, my nephew remembers that I have already told you the day before yesterday that all the spies of the Xuanji Sect around the Xuanji Sect have been dealt with."

"......" Ghost Yuko's face suddenly turned red.

Did you say it already? Tsai thought about it carefully for a moment, as if there was such a thing, it seemed that he was doing a research experiment at that time, and he was blown out after listening to a few words.

"Ahem..."The ghost raised his sleeves to hide his face and coughed lightly, "The spy has been cleaned up, what about the dog?" Don't you linger outside the sect's mansion every day? ”

"Uncle!" Nangong Rui rubbed his temples weakly, "Nephew remembers-"

"Oh, okay, okay, don't say it-"

Ghost Yuko probably guessed that his capable nephew had done it very well and efficiently, and, with the experience of the past, he was even sure that he must have told him about it not long ago!

Can... He's in the brain... I don't have a long memory!

"You have to have something to do yet, right? Dye Er came to this court to find me, so you can deal with your affairs as soon as you have nothing to do. ”

Nangong Rui seemed to have imagined the situation in front of him, but he shook his head lightly and sighed slightly, his voice lazy and helpless.

Before he could open his mouth to speak, his wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly by Su Muran through his sleeve.

"Wait—"

From just now when she heard the two people in front of her talk about Tuoba Huachen, Su Muran's whole person was in a state of shock.

From what the wall said just now, and what she said, she probably knew that Tuoba Huachen was intentional or not, and wanted her to know what he meant by seeing him, and she could even deduce that the location was on Pingkang Street.

But after confirming it, she was uneasy and more suspicious.

His madness was far more crazy than she thought—

Should she see him? What is the use of seeing? Expect him to have an antidote? What will happen if you don't see it? Soldiers practiced the western capital and besieged the Xuanji General Mansion?

Her instincts told her that everything was not as easy as she imagined......