Ning Jun lay down for three days, and then he was full of energy again.

So, Qi Sixian just went out to make it easier, and when he ran back to the bamboo house, there was no one in the house.

Gone are the furballs.

There's no way, no one cares about this big and small since he was a child, he has a wild temper, and he can't sit still as soon as his spirit is good.

Qi Sixian thought that he had lost the young master, and his face turned pale with fright.

He withdrew from the bamboo hut in a panic, shouted at the top of his throat, and called for a long time, but instead of calling Ning Junxi out, he called back Qi Shi who had gone out to look for food, "What's wrong?"

"Second uncle, the young master is gone. Qi Sixian's face collapsed, almost crying.

Qi Shi frowned, closed his eyes for a moment, threw the pheasant in his hand to the ground, and pointed to the back of the bamboo house, "This way." ”

When the two of them found Ning Junxi, the boy and the hairball didn't know what they were doing, and they were laughing happily.

Qi Shi instantly stood behind Ning Junxi, "Young Master." ”

"Young master!" Qi Sixian rushed over in surprise, seeing clearly what they were doing, his face stiffened, and he became a little strange.

"It's okay, I've got a little formation around here, and if anyone comes, I'll know quickly. Ning Junxi glanced at Qi Sixian, but didn't care, grabbed the poor little mouse tail and stood up, Mei Zizi said.

The hairball immediately climbed onto Ning Junxi's shoulder and babbled.

Ning Jun gave the mouse to the hairball.

The furball is pinched and played with its two little paws.

The little mouse was so frightened that it squeaked, and from time to time it wanted to bite the hairball, but unfortunately it couldn't bite.

"I'll leave in two days, what is the young master doing with the formation?" Qi Sixian couldn't bear to pay attention to the little mouse.

"Uncle Qi knows. Ning Jun clapped his hands with joy, not wanting to explain.

Qi Shi was a little helpless, "The young master still doesn't move around." ”

"I didn't hurt my leg. Ning Junxi said as a matter of course.

"The wound will crack open. Qi Shi was even more helpless.

"I'll take notice. Ning Junxi grinned.

He just felt that his chest was stuffy, itchy, and a little painful when he was lying down, which made him want to pick it out, so he couldn't lie down.

Then, he was a little sneering, "That, Uncle Qi, the talisman seal is useless again." ”

Qi Shi threw the mustard seed ring over, "Young Master, take it, the ban has been lifted for the time being." ”

"Really?" Ning Junxi's eyes lit up.

Qi Shi's face froze for a moment, "Save some rune paper, and don't touch anything else." ”

After a pause, he added, "Xiao Qi is very poor. ”

"Uh-huh. Ning Junxi nodded hurriedly, put on the mustard seed ring, and then, smiling and narrowing his eyes, put his hand behind his back.

Qi Shi smiled dumbly, not caring, "Go back." ”

"Uh-huh. Ning Junxi nodded obediently, turned around and walked back.

"Young master, don't go so far in the future. Qi Shi followed behind and instructed.

"Hmm. Ning Jun responded obediently.

"Come out to talk to Sixian. Qi Shi said again.

Ning Jun blinked, but still nodded.

"There is a sword formation diagram in the mustard seed ring, the young master can take a look. Qi Shi hesitated and said again.

"Killing array?" Ning Jun asked.

Qi Shi nodded.

At this time, none of the hairballs were grasped steadily, and the little mouse slipped away with a whoosh.

Maoqiu was stunned, hugged Ning Junxi's head, and was aggrieved.

"Go to the side. Ning Jun regretted not eating it, and pulled it away.

The furball babbled and threw herself into Qi Shi's arms.

Qi Shi rubbed his hairball head and smiled.

Qi Sixian looked at it, a little envious.

The second uncle only has legends in the family, and he has always been cold and indifferent to people, and he has little contact with the juniors in the family, but he is the person he respects the most.

Then he shook his head vigorously.

That's the young master, don't think nonsense.

Ning Junxi suddenly thought that someone didn't seem to be following, so he paused and turned his head, "Sixian, what are you shaking your head for?"

Qi Shi also looked back at the past, his expression gentle.

Qi Sixian was slightly stunned and blinked, "I didn't do anything." ”

He hurriedly ran over.

The hairball babbled and threw itself into Qi Sixian's arms again.

Qi Sixian's body stiffened, and he was at a loss.

The hairball rolled, and then ran back to Ning Junxi's shoulder, rubbing Ning Junxi's face.

Or the host is comfortable here.

Ning Junxi gave Maoqiu a chestnut, "Be honest." ”

The furball immediately wilted and drooped.

Qi Sixian stupidly kept holding his hands, a little confused.

"That's it, the hairball, come back to your senses. Ning Junxi stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, a little worried.

This kid wasn't stupid because of the hairballs.

Qi Sixian blinked and smirked.

"Now, you hold it. The corners of Ning Junxi's mouth tugged, he was really stupid, and put the hairball in Qi Sixian's hand, "Dare to run, knock you." ”

The hairball resented Ning Jun.

Qi Sixian hurriedly shirked it, "No, I'm not...... It's ......"

"Okay, I'm weak, you can hold me for a while. Ning Junxi waved his hand casually, wanting to touch the wound, but he held back and put his hands behind his back.

When the wound scabs, it's so uncomfortable, I want to pick it off.

The bamboo forest is leisurely, and the bamboo leaves are fluttering.

The three of them walked in the bamboo forest, and the sun was shining.

The scenery is leisurely.

......

The moonlight shines through the leaves, casting dappled light and shadow.

Suddenly, two figures floated by.

It wasn't long before there was more and more fire coming close to the woods.

The sound of sparse footsteps gradually sounded among the trees.

"Over there. ”

"Send someone over there to have a look. ”

"A few people over there. ”

"And over there. ”

......

The cold words continued to sound, and the entire forest gradually became ablaze.

A few extremely discordant coughs sounded.

Several soldiers hurriedly turned around and knelt on one knee, "General!"

The pale-faced young man waved his hand, "How is it?"

Several soldiers stood up.

"Those two are cunning......," replied one of the soldiers.

The young man waved his hand again and interrupted, "Don't make excuses for yourself. ”

Several soldiers bowed their heads, "The subordinates are incompetent. ”

At this moment, there was a commotion in the woods.

"There!"

"Come on, hurry up!"

......

The young man turned his head to look, then narrowed his eyes slightly, "Bow and arrow!"

Immediately, one of the soldiers handed over his bow and arrows.

The young man did not talk the slightest nonsense, skillfully holding a bow, riding an arrow, and pulling the string.

Simple movements, but with indescribable naturalness, giving people an indescribable rhythm and beauty.

This is the flow of water after shooting an unknown number of arrows.

His eyes narrowed into slits, sensing where the night wind was blowing from, where it was going to flow, and how much power it carried.

Then, his three fingers shook slightly.

It seemed that the tiny droplets of water were instantly frozen into wisps of ice in the air.

An arrow flew out of his fingertip.

The arrows that were as swift as meteors went silently, without the slightest sound of breaking through the sky.

Then the young man returned the bow and arrows to the soldier and coughed lightly, "I'm going back, don't let me down." ”

With that, he turned and left.

"Yes. The soldiers came back to their senses and hurriedly bowed their heads, with a touch of fanaticism and shock in their eyes.

This is their general, the arrow god of the army.

......

There was a very soft snort in the woods.

"Lord!" the suppressed voice was visibly surprised.

"Go to the east, quick, don't let them surround you. A lower voice said calmly.

"Yes. ”

The figure vanished.

A few drops of blood remained on the leaves.

The red was piercing.