Chapter Eighty-Five: Finding Whose Uncle?
Before the two of them reached the inn, they saw a large number of people gathered at the entrance of the inn from a distance, almost surrounding the street in front of them.
They all stood on tiptoe and craned their necks to look inside, as if something terrible had happened.
"So lively?" Ni Xiu muttered, his cunning and agile eyes instantly dyed with a strong sense of interest.
"I'm afraid it's just a distinguished guest. Ji Wushuang said lightly.
Ni Xiu followed his gaze and looked to the side, a luxurious carriage stopped on the side, because there were so many people, Xiao Er was afraid that he would not have time to drive it to the backyard to settle down.
The carriage was extremely exquisitely decorated, and the top of the carriage was covered with a delicate Xuan to ward off evil spirits and shelter from rain, and from a distance it was shining with golden light, and the whole body was full of nine-turn divine beads, which emitted a colorful and dazzling light under the sunlight, which was very eye-catching.
They are all magic weapons in the fairy gate, but they are used as decorations on the carriage, and I don't know which one is so generous.
It's certainly not a small family.
It turned out that it was just a distinguished guest! Ni Xiudeng was not interested: "Here comes and goes from the south to the north, and the traffic is strange, and it doesn't look like a small place." Why are they still like they have never seen the world......" This is a little sour. With the current situation of her and Ji Wushuang, when you meet someone from Xianmen, you must take a detour, and this excitement is unbearable.
Before he finished speaking, he had already approached, and just as he heard what seemed to be some kind of quarrel inside.
One of the female voices, with a crying tone, was inaudible, but very familiar. That voice had been bothering Ni Xiu for a long time! Ni Xiu felt that it was no exaggeration to say something: "It's death! She won't forget it! After all, it's so annoying!"
Ji Wushuang's face changed, and he was about to run forward in a hurry.
Ni Xiu sighed, resigned himself upstairs, he went directly to the second floor, and entered Li Xing'er's room through the window.
When the two of them landed, the people in the room had all stopped their mouths, frozen in place.
The earth-shattering sound from the window directly interrupted everyone's movements.
There are only three people in the house, except for Li Xing'er, there is also a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who is gorgeously dressed and has a lofty spirit, I don't know how old he is, and the extravagance and arrogance between his eyebrows are very flamboyant, even when he is stunned now, it is difficult to hide.
There was also a plain-clothed man standing next to the young man, the clothes of the ordinary protégé of the fairy family, he looked a few years older than the young man, and his face was also delicate, but it was much more plain than the young man's eyebrows and eyes.
"Wushuang!" Li Xing'er reacted first, threw herself behind Ji Wushuang, and hugged one of Ji Wushuang's arms to seek refuge.
Before the tears on his face dried, tears came out of his eyes.
Get!
This time, even the word "immortal" was directly omitted, and it was called "Wushuang".
Ni Xiu was sullen and said in an unkind tone: "What happened?"
She really couldn't understand why this woman had so many tears, as if she didn't want money.
As soon as she finished asking, she heard the other three speak almost at the same time—
"Uncle?"
"Master Ji!"
"Haosi?"
It's the other three, that's right!
Except for her and Li Xing'er, the remaining three people - the young man, the man next to the young man, and Ji Wushuang beside her.
Of course, what attracted Ni Xiu's attention the most was the young man's shout of "uncle"!
Ni Xiu only felt that his brain was booming, and he was stunned on the spot, and his mind was full of questions and answers: "Whose uncle? Of course it is the young man's uncle! Who is the uncle? Looking at the young man's appearance, of course it is Ji Wushuang!"
The relationship was very simple, but it took her a long time to sort it out in her mind, and then she was terrified in her heart: "The young man called Ji Wushuang's 'uncle'!
Luo Kite's children must know about Luo Kite!
Is it impossible to hide it?
The wolf was rolling in his heart, and he heard the young man stunned: "Uncle, you are not dead?"
“......”
The onlookers pouted their lips one after another, making a "tsk" sound. This noble son can't speak too much, how can he curse his uncle to death as soon as he comes up?
However, Ni Xiu heard a burst of ecstasy in his heart. Since he can ask this, it means that he doesn't know that Luo Yuan died to save Ji Wushuang.
"I just don't know what he knows about Luo Kite's death. Ni Xiu thought.
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard the young man look at her with an angry face, as if there was a fire in his eyes, bright and terrifying: "Witch!
The question he had just thought about was immediately answered-it was always her who was unlucky! The way Luo Kite's death he knew must have been related to her alone.
Ni Xiu saw that the situation was not good, so he ran away.
The boy and the man followed, jumping out of the window and chasing after her.
Faintly, it seemed that Ji Wushuang was trying to stop the voice.
But she made up her mind that she couldn't let Ji Wushuang know about Luo Yuan, she really didn't want to see the person who was like an immortal, "all mundane things don't get into the eyes", and he was miserable and decadent.
Obviously, the young man who was called "Hao Si" by Ji Wushuang also made up his mind to take her life, and he was bound to win.
So the two of them pretended not to hear it, and one after the other came out of Ji Wushuang's sight.
One chases, the other chases. After a while, he arrived in a forest not far away.
As soon as he entered the forest, Ni Xiu was like a fish in water, quickly hiding his figure, moving in circles on the tips of the trees.
In order to prevent Qian Haosi from chasing the wrong direction, she also pinched the leaves from the tree and broke the branches and hit him lightly and heavily, to remind him that she was around him.
Qian Haosi was so vengeful that he couldn't even care about his own safety, so he directly recited the sword technique, regardless of the spirit sword being the only weapon in his hand, he rose up and flew into the air, shouting and scolding at the bare tree tops around him with his bare hands.
opened his eyes wide and scolded for a long time, not even seeing half of Ni Xiu's hair, his voice slowly became quieter, and the anger in his chest gradually calmed down.
may have thought that Ni Xiu had escaped, Qian Haosi controlled the spirit sword, fell to the ground in a daze, and even confiscated the sword, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing that it was almost time to be able to speak, Ni Xiucai stood on the top of the tree and shouted below: "Hey-" After such a while, she had almost thought of a speech.
As soon as he heard her voice, Qian Haosi immediately changed the decadent appearance in front of him, quickly picked up the sword at his feet, and took precautions.
While following Ni Xiu's voice and secretly observing the surrounding movements, trying to find her location, he scolded her in order to provoke her out: "Aren't you arrogant? Why are you like a rat now, shrinking your head and brain, hiding in Tibet, and not daring to come out to meet people?"
No one responded.
Qian Haosi continued to guard the surroundings and said, "If you have a kind, come out!
"What are you afraid of!
"What kind of hero is hiding and hiding!"
"Don't you dare to do it?"
As he spoke, he began to scream hoarsely again.
After all, it is the revenge of killing the mother, how easy is it to calm down?
Seeing that his emotions were about to be uncontrollable again, Ni Xiu finally shouted: "You calm down, I'll come out." ”
This request is really a little difficult for him. Ni Xiu thought about it, if it was him, I was afraid that he would only be more angry than him, where could he calm down?
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