The wind and rain are falling.

Six eyes facing each other.

Ning Wuxin's eyes first swept over the girl who was holding a wooden wheelchair with one hand and an oil-paper umbrella in the other, her eyebrows and facial features were the same as those of the young man of the Mu family, but there was a wisp of the girl's beauty, clear and cold, clear and beautiful, and her identity was already clear at a glance.

Then when her eyes fell on the young man in the wooden wheelchair, Ning Wuxin's smile on her face was even worse, however, the vigilance in her heart was pulled to the peak, with her current eyesight, it is not difficult to see that the young man's leg is indeed lame, and the whole person is also weak and vulnerable, as if a random collision can kill him, but Ning Wuxin has an intuition, almost instinctive intuition.

A blade licking blood, getting up from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, has an instinct for danger-

This person is dangerous, on par with Old Man Fu!

The young man is good-looking, not good-looking or ugly, and wears a washed white green shirt, but it has a bit of a humble Confucian meaning.

The young man and girl on the opposite side also looked at Ning Wuxin slightly, and then turned around and left.

Obviously, this is not the person who answered Ning Wuxin and Fu Li, but Ning Wuxin didn't feel surprised, the person who answered the old man Fu was outside the town, and her guess was purely out of interest, after all, it was the enemy of the avenue of the people who laid out behind the scenes.

The corners of the girl's lips were meaningful.

Gone in a flash.

When Ning Wuxin turned around, the girl of the Mu family had already pushed the wooden wheelchair and walked a long way, and most of the oil umbrellas she was holding were blocking the young man's body, as for the girl's back, it had already been a water trace, but this pampered eldest lady didn't care.

After all, after walking out of the town, let alone raining, even if you are covered with blood, you have to carry it down.

What is this little wind and rain?

Waiting for Ning Wuxin to walk across Moyin Lake and walk to the archway with the inscription on Changsheng Town, the young man and the girl of the Mu family happened to pass by Fu Li, and their eyes fell on the child for a moment, but the child with the shabby oil-paper umbrella did not turn his head from beginning to end.

I don't seem to know at all.

At this time, it is not more than two or three minutes, it is still early, but from the town to the outside of the town, there are hundreds of miles away, the mountain road is dangerous, and now it is raining heavily, if you don't hurry up, no one knows, what accidents will happen on the way.

The child was holding a shabby oil-paper umbrella, waiting for Ning Wuxin to arrive, and when he was already wet, his trousers were already half wet.

The black cat on the top of his head changed his normality, only glared at her angrily, and then continued to curl up and close his eyes, and even had no effort to surprise and care about Ning Wuxin's intact right eye, if ordinary people were afraid that they couldn't see anything, they only thought that it was the black cat that was sleepy, but Ning Wuxin vaguely saw the signs of "advancement", or under the suppression of the small town formation, the black cat could only curl up on the child's head tremblingly, not daring to take a step, and I don't know what kind of creation this black cat has achieved this month.

Ning Wuxin didn't care, and he wouldn't really care about anything with this black cat, he didn't gain or lose the level.

As for the question of whether the black cat could leave the town smoothly, Ning Wuxin didn't mention it, and only handed the wooden sign and the dusty storage bag to Fu Li. The child didn't hesitate, he took it with his hand, and he didn't need to relayed anything more than Ning Wuxin, he already knew it.

Ning Wuxin walked towards the mountain road without nostalgia at all.

The child hesitated, but finally opened his eyes.

After a quiet glance at the town under the rain curtain and the mist of water, the child tightened the wooden sign and the small bag and turned to leave.

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The rain in the town has always been a bit weird.

Sometimes, even those old hunters who walk through mountains and rivers, and old farmers who eat a mouthful of food in the mud field, can't see through it.

Come and go fast.

Outside the town, on the muddy hills.

The owner of the town has changed into the old clothes on his body, a series of Confucian shirts, and even the old figure is a lot more refreshing.

After the girl and the child stepped into the mountains, the old man began to walk the mountain with his apprentice.

Waiting for the old man and the young master and apprentice to reach the top of the highest mountain outside the town, the old man stopped in front of the cliff.

At this time, the mountains and rivers within the town range of dozens of miles are completely displayed in front of the old man's eyes, in fact, the old man does not need to go so far, with his identity, he can promote the ability to create in the town, and he can see the hundred miles of mountains and rivers outside the town anytime and anywhere.

Only he didn't, maybe in the old man's heart, acting like that can't be regarded as a real farewell at all.

At this time, the old and the young, their eyes were condensed on the few figures in the short mountains under the cliff, and their expressions were a little melancholy, of course, those figures were in different directions, and the melancholy in the eyes of the two was also different.

The old man didn't care about the mud on the grass, he sat on the ground, and he didn't know how long he had been watching, but he knew that the two children, one big and one young, had crossed about seven or eight hills, and then the old man unscrewed the broken wine jug, took a breath, and sighed heavily.

The eyes of the young man of the Mu family were suddenly interrupted by this sigh, and at this time, the girl who happened to push the wooden wheelchair did not enter a dense forest, and the young man also took advantage of the situation to restrain the sadness in his heart, and glanced at the person who was about to be submerged in the rain curtain.

As the group of five people went their separate ways, the young man covered up the inexplicable feelings set off by the girl of the Ning family after she appeared in the bottom of his heart, and finally had time and energy to recall some questions in his heart before the girl appeared in the bookstore, and the words that had not yet been asked.

After being silent for a moment, the tall and thin young man Mu Changsheng looked at the rain curtain in front of him, which was only a foot away, and asked, "I remember that the master said that there were many people you had a crush on at the beginning, and there were people with better qualifications than me, but why did you choose me alone?"

Is it really just because of a deal with the ancestor of his Mu family?

It's just that if it was at that time, if it was a month ago, he would probably believe it, only this month's time, the old ancestor who had already gone to the wine shop in Jiuqu Lane to "do chores" would occasionally return to the ancestral house of the Mu family, and occasionally meet him, and the old ancestor would occasionally reveal some information to him about his master, that is, the master of the town who was despised by the rest of the family and felt that he could be scolded at will.

It's not as simple as it seems.

The person behind Fu Zhengnian is the former guide of the ancestor of the Mu family, but unfortunately, he was unlucky enough and was not able to worship that predecessor as a teacher, but Fu Zhengnian, who was not favored by him hundreds of years ago, and was even sent to the Heavenly Desolate Battlefield, but became the disciple of that one, and became the only disciple who occasionally came to the town to pick seeds and accept them.

As for that one's status in the town, it is equivalent to the Earth Emperor, and even the major families in the Heavenly Desolate Forbidden Zone dare not provoke it.

It is conceivable how strong Fu Zhengnian's backers are.

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