In the room, Ning Junxi sat back at the table, comforted the two children softly, and did not ask the two children to see nothing, but only hoped that they would not have nightmares at night.

He is not Xining, he can't face a master of the Grandmaster Realm, he can simply kill with a clean blow, and he can't protect the two children safe and sound, and now that he is here alone, it is his greatest effort to make this situation happen.

As for the hairball, it is his bottom line, and before it touches the line in his heart, he will not think about relying on the hairball, even if he will be seriously injured.

People who have experienced several lives and deaths either cherish life more or ignore life, and Ning Junxi has obviously chosen the former now.

Outside the room, the swordsman sat cross-legged, his eyes closed.

For him, there are many things that he can not care about, after all, he is a swordsman, and he has cultivated not a sword of entry, but a sword of birth.

The man leaned against the door frame and watched with interest as Ning Jun coaxed the two children.

The man likes interesting people and things, and now he is curious about how the young man in the house is so bold, is the cat who looks stupid and cute, or is there another means?

Watching a play in the dark is like seeing flowers in the fog, and the more you watch, the more flowers you see.

Ning Junxi scratched off more than a dozen hairs and finally calmed down the two children, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, comforting people was really the third thing in the world that gave him a headache.

"Okay, then ......" Ning Junxi glanced at the wooden bed, thinking that if he faced a bloody person, he himself would not be able to sleep, so he quickly changed his words, "Lie on the table and sleep for a while, I'm here to accompany you?"

The two children were obedient, nodded, and lay on the table one on the left and one right.

The little girl closed her eyes and opened them again, and said pitifully, "Ning Jun pity, I want to tie up that old witch." ”

Ning Junxi touched the little girl's head, "I'll tie it up in a while, she can't hurt you." ”

The little girl closed her eyes.

Ning Junxi blamed himself a little, he shouldn't have taken the risk of taking the two children before, even if it was impossible for something to happen.

The hairball meowed and rubbed Ning Junxi's arm.

"It's fine. Ning Junxi patted the hairball on the head, told it to stay on the table and not run around, turned his head to look at his wound, got up and dragged the old woman to the corner, sealed her true anger, and looked at the bloody woman again.

Then he grinned, not knowing whether to be happy or unfortunate for her, he was injured and didn't even die, but he didn't know how long this breath would last.

He hesitated slightly, but decided to do his best to obey the fate of heaven, if he lived, he should save people's lives and build a seventh-level floating slaughter, and if he died, he should be innocent of death, anyway, it was a matter of losing a little ointment to him, which was better than being awkward in his heart.

He stopped the woman's bleeding, put some medicine, dragged her aside as a sack, and then wiped her hands back to the table.

The man suddenly sighed, "I didn't expect the little brother to still be a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade." ”

Ning Junxi frowned, got up and walked to the door, and finally stopped at the door, "You be quiet, don't disturb them." ”

The two are just a door apart.

The man grinned, "After dealing with the inside, you might as well deal with the outside, you can't let our brothers stay at the door until dawn, right?"

Ning Junxi smiled, "Yes, it's just that the elders in the family said that the heart of harming people depends on the mood, but the heart of guarding against people is indispensable." ”

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and his smile was a little playful, "But the little brother may not know, the three members of the Lingling family outside have asked around about the whereabouts of the little brother, and they have also attracted a lot of people to find trouble with the little brother." ”

Ning Junxi didn't care, "I don't know." ”

"On the stargazing platform, the little brother threatened the baby pimple of the Lingling, don't you even know who they are?" said the man with a smile.

Ning Junxi naturally didn't need him to remind him like this, but this was not the time to show timidity, "So what?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and said with a thumbs up, "Little brother is so courageous, Yue admires and admires him." ”

The young sword cultivator seemed to dislike the man's nagging, and said lightly, "You have your means, we have our prestige, each takes what he needs, how about it?"

"I still have what you need here?" Ning Junxi was a little surprised.

"Emei inheritance. The young sword cultivator opened his eyes, and his gaze turned to Ning Junxi like an eagle falcon.

A few thoughts flashed through Ning Junxi's mind, and finally he just said, "I don't know what inheritance is. ”

The young sword cultivator's eyes sharpened.

The man gently pressed on his shoulder, smiling lovely, "I really don't know or pretend not to know?"

"No matter how much I try to prove it, you won't believe it, but what I don't have in my hands, I don't like empty words, and I don't like people to frame me. Ning Junxi said calmly.

"Really?" the man smiled even more.

"If you don't believe it, you can do it hard, but you will bear the result. Ning Junxi said resolutely.

This kind of thing is the most taboo and ambiguous, the more ambiguous it is, the more chaotic it is, and in the end, it can become yes, and then he is really at a loss for words.

The man's brows furrowed, staring at Ning Junxi.

Ning Junxi's face was calm, but his hands were behind his back.

After a while, the man grinned again, "No, no, but I'm still willing to make you a friend, you shouldn't mind, right?"

Ning Jun sighed slightly, he said all the way that he was traveling, in fact, there was Uncle Xiao Qi to take care of it, it was similar to playing in the mountains and rivers, and now he didn't know anything about the outside situation, and Uncle Xiao Qi was not around, it was better to take this opportunity to say something, if it was a demonic nature, he could only blame them for doing it himself, so he nodded, "Yes, but you still have to tell me what I need from you?" I don't think I need anything from you." ”

The man didn't care about Ning Junxi's big words, "Although the Gu Sect has a big family, our two brothers have a great reputation, and most of the people who come in are willing to give our brothers a face, this is our prestige, of course, you can also follow us and take advantage of our momentum." ”

"Fox fake tiger might?" Ning Junxi's face was strange.

"That's not what I said. The man waved his hand again and again, "If my guess is right, the little brother's family background will not be worse than that of the Gu Gate, and after we go out, we also have times when we rely on the little brother, which is also called taking what we need." ”

Ning Junxi's heart moved, he had forgotten that he was born in the Void Cave, so no matter what, it seemed that he was at a loss, so he was cheeky once, "Since they are friends, of course they are personal friends, what does it matter if they are involved in the family?"

The man was stunned again, probably he didn't expect Ning Junxi to be so slippery with such a hairy boy.

The young sword cultivator stood up sharply.

"Calm down. The man hurriedly pressed the young sword cultivator, "Little brother's words also make sense, huh?"

The young sword cultivator snorted.

The man smiled kindly, "Friends really shouldn't care about these things. ”

Then, he pointed to the room, "That'......"

"Please come in. The corners of Ning Junxi's mouth curled up, and he asked sideways, "I just hope that the two of you don't disturb the two children sleeping." ”

"That's it. The man patted the young Jianxiu on the shoulder and stepped inside, "My surname is Yue, a single name Ting, and the little brother calls me Brother Yue." ”

As soon as he pulled the young sword cultivator, he introduced him attentively, "This is Qin Hao's fellow Daoyou, his temper is more impulsive, little brother, don't take it to heart, if you don't mind, call him Second Brother Qin." What do you call the little brother?"

Ning Junxi said politely and detachedly, "Ning Junxi has seen Brother Yue, Second Brother Qin. ”

The young sword cultivator snorted coldly.

The man was full of smiles, "Good name." ”

Ning Junxi wanted to roll her eyes a little.