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Nangong Wan'er held the corners of her wide clothes, and walked to the depths of the bamboo forest among the tall and vigorous ink bamboos. Because she was a little nervous, or maybe she was afraid, her little face looked a little pale, she pursed her thin lip line, and muttered to herself: "It should be fine, this is the East Courtyard!"

Even so, thinking about what happened in the bluestone alley some time ago, Nangong Wan'er began to hesitate again, killing people on the street can happen, what is impossible in this world?

"Do I want to go on?"

This kind of thing is really difficult for an eight or nine-year-old girl to choose, but the smell of blood in the air made her firm her confidence, biting the corner of her thin lip, and said firmly: "I have to go and see, maybe someone needs help!"

The ink color is vigorous and upright, Nangong Wan'er carefully tugged at the corner of her clothes, and walked in the forest for a while, the smell of blood in the air became more and more intense, she cheered up, and just thought about continuing to walk forward, in the depths of the ink bamboo in the distance, a sword suddenly sounded.

The sound of the sword was like the chirping of a bird, terrible and sharp, and extremely piercing.

Nangong Wan'er was startled, only to feel that the smell of blood in the air was getting stronger and more pungent, she hesitated for a long time, and felt that she should still go forward and take a look. But just as she was getting up, she suddenly felt a figure appear behind her, she was in a cold sweat, suddenly turned around, and shouted, "Who is it!"

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The breeze came slowly, the ink bamboo shook the branches and leaves, and the bamboo waves rolled.

In the depths of the lonely and empty bamboo forest, three ink-colored figures appeared, dressed in simple ink-colored suits, covering their faces with black veil, as if they were integrated with the entire ink-colored bamboo forest. Just revealing those cold eyes, with bloodthirsty fanaticism.

The man at the head was a little tall, he was holding a black-gray ancient sword, came to the place where Nangong Wan'er had just stayed, looked at the messy bamboo leaves all over the ground, frowned and said, "Someone has been here before, just now." ”

"Did we let people find out?"

"Impossible," the other two men said in disbelief, "As long as there are any fluctuations in the vitality around us, we will find out." ”

"We all seem to be wrong. The leader looked at the messy bamboo leaves all over the ground, muttered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Maybe the people who come don't have vitality?"

"No vitality!"

"It's those abominable schoolboys!"

"I'm going to kill him!"

"No need!"

The man at the head looked back, only to feel that the blood was boiling, and the pleasure of killing seemed to strike again, but at this time, he could only suppress himself, forcibly endured the fluctuations in his heart, and said calmly: "We have made people realize that what we have to do now is not to kill people, but to get out of here quickly." ”

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At a great distance, there was a concave earth pit surrounded by inky bamboo leaves.

Beneath these inky bamboo leaves, there are two pairs of bright big eyes and deep pupils, full of indescribable fear, nervously observing their surroundings.

Looking at the three people who had left, Nangong Wan'er let go of her clenched little fist, her palms were already covered with sweat, and while secretly breathing a sigh of relief, she didn't want to continue to hide under the bamboo leaves, and when she was about to stand up, a pair of small hands held her ankles tightly.

Warm and powerful.

"Xu Qingyun, you let me go. Nangong Wan'er was angry and wanted to break free,

But Xu Qingyun didn't hesitate at all, just shook his head at her, his eyes were firm and unquestionable, and said, "Don't go out yet, and then wait." ”

Nangong Wan'er pursed the corners of her thin lips, hesitated for a long time, thought about it and nodded in agreement.

A long time has passed, and there is a cool breeze blowing in the bamboo forest, and the ink bamboo is shaking, and the ground is full of mottled shadows. But the two people hiding under the bamboo leaves couldn't help but be a little stuffy.

Xu Qingyun tore open the front of his shirt and let the heat come out, although he still couldn't help sweating, it was already much cooler. But Nangong Wan'er was a woman, so she naturally couldn't do such a thing, so she could only stretch out her plain white fingers, put together the sweaty bangs on her forehead, and asked, "Since the people have left, what is the point of us staying here?"

Xu Qingyun's eyes drooped, he looked at Nangong Wan'er, whose face was slightly red, and said in a low voice: "The meaning of our being here is just to live." ”

"Alive?"

Nangong Wan'er was in a daze, only to see the ink bamboo swaying in the distance, and the three people who had just left appeared there again.

"It should really be gone. ”

The man in ink was holding a long sword, his eyes swept around, and he didn't find anything valuable, he couldn't help frowning slightly, a little incredulous, and said, "But why do I still feel a little strange." ”

"Nothing strange, big brother, where are we going now?"

The man in ink held a long sword in his hand, his eyes were a little deep, he thought for a while, and said: "You go to Chenliu County first to avoid the limelight, I will continue to stay here, only by finding the whereabouts of the real "Great Wei Sword Sutra", Qin State will have a place for us." ”

The two men nodded, without the slightest hesitation, and disappeared directly into the inky bamboo forest.

"The Great Wei Sword Sutra"

The man in ink looked at the two people who were far away, his eyes were a little sarcastic, and he mocked: "It's really wishful thinking, if I really want to find the Great Wei Sword Sutra, will I return to the Qin Kingdom?"

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Underneath the inky bamboo leaves, two gazes full of disbelief collided together.

Nangong Wan'er was a little flustered in her heart, she looked at the few people who had already gone away, pursed her lips a little nervously, and asked in a trembling voice: "They are from the Qin State." ”

"I don't know. ”

Xu Qingyun shook his head, thinking about the clothes of the three of them, and said: "I can't tell that I am from Qin in my clothes, although the accent is a little deliberately disguised, I can still hear a little taste of Qin dialect." ”

"Did they kill someone?"

Nangong Wan'er's eyes were full of confusion, the kind of gaze that did not want to face reality, and it was also the kind of gaze that was afraid of what she hated and was afraid of what really happened.

She asked cautiously, and although it was impossible to do so, she still thought it wouldn't happen.

But Xu Qingyun didn't give her any hope, and said bluntly: "That's right, there is blood on the sword, they can't travel thousands of miles, just to come to Chu State to hunt." ”

Nangong Wan'er was silent, she was thinking about what had just happened, her impulse almost fell into a desperate situation, and she couldn't help but say with some gratitude: "Thank you, you may have saved my life." ”

Xu Qingyun was slightly stunned, waved his hand, and said with some embarrassment: "It's just a trivial matter." ”

"Maybe it's just a small thing for you. ”

Nangong Wan'er looked at Xu Qingyun, her eyes were sincere, and she said very sincerely: "But for the people in our family, you can save my life, this is a big thing." ”