"And then?" Nan asked.

Afterward?

Li Changjin asked him rhetorically, "What do you think?" ”

Nan Yu thought for a while, thought about it carefully, and then guessed, "Later, this wolf forgot that he was a wolf, and only thought that he was a dog, and then he was domesticated?" ”

Li Changjin shook his head, "Later, the master took it to hunt, and as soon as the wolf saw its own kind, it returned to its nature, showed its claws and fangs, pounced on it, and bit the master to death. ”

Li Changjin asked him with a smile, "Ah, are you the wolf?" ”

The smile on Nan Hao's face stiffened slightly.

Li Changjin pretended not to see it, but continued, "When I was a child in the palace, I heard that there was an official gentry surnamed Liu in the capital of Nanyang, who once opened a warehouse to help the people during the famine, so that Nanyang survived that difficulty. His generosity has also won unanimous praise from everyone. ”

Nan's knuckles are slightly curved.

Li Changjin glanced at Nan Yan, saw that he was still indifferent, smiled, and then continued: "This Liu Guanshen is deeply loved by the people, but somehow, one day, he disappeared inexplicably. ”

Li Changjin saw Nanji's pupils move, and silently added a handful of ingredients.

At that time, Dali Temple was also looking for Liu Guanshen non-stop, but he didn't see anyone alive or dead, Nanyang searched everywhere, and no one found any more than a corpse or a living person hidden. Later, as time passed, this matter was gradually forgotten and forgotten. ”

Nan Qi's eyes stared straight at the blue jade stone wall, and a touch of struggle and resentment flashed away.

Even if he came back to his senses in time and blinked a few times and covered his eyes a lot, Li Changjin could see it clearly.

She glanced up at the wall.

Turning his head, he asked, "Strange?" The wall is empty, does Ah Ha feel that his heart is also empty? ”

Nan was taken aback, "Your Highness, how do you know ......?"

"How do you know what?" Li Changjin said, the corners of his mouth smiled, "How do you know that you have a sword hanging on the green jade wall of the "Nanqing Garden" on the second floor of the Qixian Building?" ”

Nan Yu closed his mouth and looked at Li Changjin silently.

I only heard this person say, "I have never heard of the Nan Qi Immortal Building, but he does not sell his body, he has learned a good sword, he dances in the breeze, hunts in robes, and is vulgar and dusty, as if he has descended to the earth and lost in the world." ”

Li Changjin said, "The sword blade looks silver and dazzling, and the sword flowers drawn out are also brilliant, which is very good-looking." It's just that Hongu wants to know, such a beautiful sword is just as sharp and easy to use when sharpened! ”

She thought about it for a while, and said to herself: "Maybe when the sword is used to cut people, it is still sharp, the blade is not stained with blood, it saves time and effort, it is not dirty or messy, how good." ”

She said, "If you can, this palace also wants a sharp blade like this to kill people and kill people." ”

A hint of struggle appeared on Nan Hao's face, which changed and changed, and finally returned to peace.

Li Changjin raised his eyebrows and waited quietly.

Nan Qi slowly raised his eyes and finally spoke.

"A child, seven years old, can't eat enough, can't get rid of the cold, and by chance fell into the fairy building, and didn't pick up customers when he was a child. He had never seen such a filthy place, and all the corners, no one was clean and clear.

He hid in the corner of the room all day timidly, knowing in his heart that one day he too would be taken out, and like everyone else, he would use his body to please others.

He didn't want to do that dirty thing, so he secretly practiced swordsmanship in private, wanting to rely on his skills and not sell his body.

That day, an official gentleman came to the fairy building, drunk, drunk and hazy when accidentally found this child, this person has a pedophilia, so he took advantage of the wine to call the child to be his prostitution, let him play with it.

The child was sad, angry, unwilling, and unwilling, and wanted to escape several times, but never escaped from the clutches of the gentry.