The young man not far away was long, wearing a purple-gold winter robe, a fox fur cloak of the same color on his shoulders, and a dog with gray and white fur on his side.

With just one glance, Ning Xiang recognized who he was.

She wanted to call him out, but she was too emotional to make any sound at all, so she could only shake her hand to get the broken sword, trying to use the saber to block his way.

The treasure hunting mouse stood on her shoulder, still eating candy, when she suddenly found that Ning Xiang was not in the right state and asked her what was wrong.

Ning Xiang ignored it and threw the life-breaking sword hard.

The blade whistled through the night, blocking the young man's way, forcing him to stop, as if frightened, and his body staggered a little, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Ning Xiang took advantage of this and walked quickly towards his location with his weak legs, but because his legs really didn't have much strength, he had to fall three times before he finally arrived at the place.

The young man was hidden in the darkness, and only ten paces away was a lamppost with a red lantern hanging from it.

Under the dim red light, all he could see was his exposed red fleshy lips and perfectly thin chin.

"Are you okay, girl?"

He half-squatted down and looked at Ning Xiang, who had fallen into the snow for the third time, looking embarrassed, revealing his handsome face that Ning Xiang had seen a few times, but had been engraved in his mind.

The young man's peach blossom eyes reflected her stunned and collapsed face, but inside, there was no ecstasy as she imagined, nor was there any crazy longing exactly the same as in her different pupils.

Yes, it's just a confusion and unfamiliarity.

He looked at her as if he were just looking at a strange stranger.

This made her desire to rush into his arms and hug him instantly, but the pain in her heart did not decrease, but she asked him in a dumb voice: "You, don't you recognize me?" ”

Mo Yinxing's face under the woodcut half-face mask was only seen by Ning Xiang alone.

It was because the treasure hunting mouse saw Ning Xiang chasing this man frantically at this time, and asked him like this, staring at him with a very hopeful and desperate look, and only felt nervous.

But the current stagnant atmosphere also made it dare not say anything, just quietly watched as a qualified spectator.

The doubts in the young man's peach blossom eyes were a little stronger, and he stared carefully at Ning Xiang's dusty and cold face for a while, and finally shook his head and asked tentatively, "We, do we know?" ”

His words became the final blow to break Ning Xiang's psychological defense.

She took a deep breath, almost trembling, and got up from the snow, ignoring the snow that was still on her body, and asked him what his name was after he also stood up.

The young man didn't hide it, and gave a gentleman's fist salute to Ning Xiang, revealing his name.

"In the light boat of the lower river, the river of the river and the big lake, the light boat has passed the light boat of the ten thousand mountains."

"Really?" Ning Xiang's voice was dry, and he looked at the gray-and-white animal that followed him, which was clearly a wolf, and asked, "What about it?" What is its name? ”

The young man seemed to be puzzled why Ning Xiang asked so much, but after a pause, he still patiently continued to answer: "Erha, when I picked it up earlier, I thought it was a dog, but I didn't expect that it was actually a wolf. ”

After he said this, the treasure hunt rat realized that this wolf was very familiar.

It's just that compared to the wolf in its memory, this one's hair is a little too thick, and it looks like a big circle of fat, like a wooden barrel.

But the wolf's face hasn't changed, isn't this Liu Shiqi's wind wolf? How can it be reduced to the point of being a dog, oh no, a pet?

"Erha? Jiang Qingzhou? Ning Xiang suddenly chuckled, but the smile on her face did not reach the bottom of her eyes.

She stepped forward a few steps closer and forced the young man back to the wooden lamppost with red lanterns, and the bright light illuminated the two of them, and also illuminated the surging thoughts and love in Ning Xiang's eyes.

She stopped at a finger's distance from the young man, and her lips fluttered: "Mo Yinxing, why are you lying to me?" ”

The moment the word "Mo Yinxing" came out, the treasure hunting mouse instantly understood why it felt that this young man was also a little familiar.

Just looking at those peach blossom eyes and fleshy lips, isn't it very similar to Mo Yinxing.

However, it didn't feel the slightest demonic aura or demonic aura from him.

It seems that he is really just an ordinary mortal!

Jiang Qingzhou's ears and neck were red because of the close distance, and he turned his head and raised his eyelashes lightly and asked, "This girl, did you recognize the wrong person?" In the next name to call Jiang Qingzhou, it is not what you call Mo Yinxing. ”

When he said this, Ning Xiang stared at his peach blossom eyes, trying to catch a glimpse of a tremor or deception.

But no.

What she saw was indeed only incomprehension and deep doubt.

It's as if she really recognized the wrong person.

Seeing that her thoughts fell into a stupor, Jiang Qingzhou withdrew sideways from Ning Xiang's "confinement", and bowed his head to her shallowly: "It's not early, and I still have important things to do tonight, so I won't stay longer." ”

When the words fell, he walked away without the slightest hesitation, without a pause at his feet.

Ning Xiang came back to his senses, looked at his familiar back that gradually melted into the night, and chased after him with a fist.

Jiang Qingzhou left Ning Zhou's mansion and got into a carriage that looked relatively low-key, but as soon as the carriage curtain was opened, it was full of luxury.

And the wolf named "Erha" jumped into the carriage flexibly and followed in.

Ning Xiang didn't act rashly to alarm them, but just silently pasted an invisibility talisman on herself, and got on the flying talisman to follow them.

The location where the carriage drove was in the most prosperous main street area in the capital.

Jiang Qingzhou got out of the carriage and entered a house with a plaque with the word "Jiangfu".

The mansion looked huge, but the inside was unusually empty, and there were not even a few people to see.

Ning Xiang quietly followed behind, watching Jiang Qingzhou order his personal servant to feed Erha, and then went to pack his bags, as if he was planning to go far away.

Looking at everything, he is indeed just an ordinary mortal.

She herself was a cultivator, and when she first saw him, she found that she couldn't feel the demonic energy and demonic energy from him.

It's too similar.

Except for the difference in temperament and way of speaking, his voice and appearance are almost exactly the same as Mo Yinxing.

Including the wind dog who has gained a lot of weight, it is also very similar to Liu Shiqi before.

She didn't believe there could be such a coincidence.

So at night, after Jiang Fu fell into silence, she quietly appeared and took out a lot of her remaining ex-dust gas, intending to have a glimpse of his pre-dust.

Yes or no, just go in and take a look.

Jiang Qingzhou slept deeply, and Ning Xiang released the front dust gas very smoothly and watched it burrow into his nose.

And she, after taking a deep breath, reached out to touch the small wisp of precursor gas that was still left, and her consciousness fell into a drowsy.

Ning Xiang: (The silence is deafening)

(End of chapter)