Chasing brother for thousands of miles

Chapter 102 Qin Sword 1 Shoulder

"Are you serious?"

"What do you think?" Qixian smiled.

Wen Nianyuan was silent, and after a while, he strode up to the imprisoned "Doctor Jiang", staring at him without saying a word, as if he could see flowers from the other's face.

Seeing his movements, Ning Xiumao couldn't help but let out a "ha", and winked at Qi Xian, after a while remembering that Qi Xian couldn't see her now, he coughed twice, pretending to imitate, "Are you serious?"

"Brother Ning, are you questioning yourself?" Qixian pointed to his head, reminding Ning Xiumao that the current weird trend, but the "bold hypothesis" that Ning Xiumao first put forward, at best he just followed Ning Xiumao's direction. It is nothing more than a more reasonable revision of Mao's guess.

Ning Xiumao, who had an expression that was of course impossible, tried his best to calm down, "Of course not."

Qixian said mildly: "Brother Ning's way of thinking about problems is really different, no wonder he can solve many unsolved cases that are different from ordinary people."

Hearing the sarcasm in Fang's dialect, Ning Xiumao clapped his hands and smiled proudly, "Yo, Brother Seven is talking about himself?"

"..."

Ignoring the childish bickering of the two people behind him, Wen Nianyuan stared at the old man in front of him seriously. He did not care about the two choices of "Ye Leiting likes him" and "Ye Leiting likes his brother". He hesitates to think that Ye Leiting definitely likes Qixian.

Wen Nianyuan's way of thinking about problems has always been very simple and direct.

He didn't feel that there was any "like" in him that could attract Ye Leiting.

But the seven strings are different.

He likes his brother so much that he wants to hide Qixian from others, so Ye Leiting must also like Qixian.

So he stood there firmly as a rock, staring deeply at the prisoner in front of him who was related to Ye Leiting and Leiting Villa.

The old doctor who had been stared at by Ning Xiumao to the verge of collapse before felt that he could not breathe, but the current situation is simply worse.

Obviously it shouldn't be like this.

When he was found out, he already knew that since he fell into the hands of his opponent, he would face various tortures.

He was already mentally prepared for this, but he didn't expect that everyone in this group of people was so weird, they were just like lunatics, they neither interrogated him nor imposed punishment, and threw them aside after they were tied up, where he was Had a great time playing.

They even "played" with him and looked at him as a rare thing.

If his gaze had substance, he felt that he had been stripped of his flesh, and that the thoughts in his heart had been naked/naked/naked in front of others, exposed in broad daylight.

This feeling is really uncomfortable to death, worse than ten thousand ants eating one's heart.

He desperately wanted to avoid that gaze, but unfortunately he couldn't move. He wanted to close his eyes, but he could still feel the acupuncture-like pain on his back.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a short moment to the outside world, but it seemed like a lifetime to those who were forced to accept such attention, and this eventually became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

With cold sweat dripping from his forehead involuntarily, the "Doctor Jiang" finally couldn't stand it and shouted loudly: "Don't look! Go away! Go away! Shut up! Shut up! Ah—"

The voice was shrill and noisy, Wen Nianyuan frowned, stretched out his fingers to pinch his mouth, and kept those hysterical shouts out of his mouth, so that the other party could only make the sound of "Ulu Ulu".

Ning Xiumao raised his eyebrows, "Crazy?"

Qi Xian drinks tea, "Pretending to be crazy."

The two sang together, as if the scene of mocking each other just now had never existed before, Ning Xiumao looked at Wen Nianyuan's back meaningfully, lowered his voice and leaned towards Qixian, "Your man, you are a bit more temperamental. "

Putting the teacup back on the table, Qixian shook his head and sighed softly, "Young and vigorous." He paused for a moment, then said again: "Qingtong, you—"

Before Qingtong could say "Master", Ning Xiumao shouted dissatisfiedly, "Hey, you used to treat our little Qingtong like a book boy, but now it's no good."

Then he saw Qi Xian raised the corners of his mouth very strangely, "Qing Tong, this one of yours has a little bit of a temper."

Qingtong drifted away silently.

As soon as Wen Nianyuan pointed to the dumb acupoint of the fake doctor, he put the person who was still trembling aside, turned around to hold the Qixian, and said one word concisely, "Let's go."

Qixian covered his hand with a backhand, pinching his wrist, "Where are you planning to go?"

"Thunder Mountain Villa."

Before the person who asked the question responded to the answer, Ning Xiumao clapped his hands and laughed, "So you're not stupid."

Wen Nianyuan just didn't realize it, Qixian sneered, "At least he's smarter than you." After finishing speaking, he ignored him and took Wen Nianyuan's hand instead, "We've reached this point, let's go."

Doctor Jiang stumbled to the side, staring blankly at a few people. They said they were going to Thunder Mountain Villa?But he didn't say anything, no one interrogated him, and he didn't confess, obviously he didn't have anything, why did they insist on Thunder Mountain Villa?

Even ordinary people would think that the mark of the Five Poison Sect he left on the note was suspected of framing the Five Poison Sect, but the world is so big and there are so many sects, how could they assume that standing behind him is the Thunder Villa?

They didn't kill him either?

It didn't make sense...he felt like he was really going to break down and really go crazy.

It's a pity that no one cares about his feelings.

Ning Xiumao did not refute Qixian this time, the atmosphere of laughter between the two disappeared at this moment, and the moment Qixian stood up, he understood Qixian's decision.

Although their previous remarks about Ye Leiting's liking for Qixian and Wen Nianyuan seemed absurd, there was a fact that cannot be ignored, that is, no matter what the reason was, their opponents were indeed treating them favorably.

Indeed, it was everywhere, even when the whole Jianghu was chasing and killing them, otherwise, they wouldn't just attack Qianheguan.

Qianheguan's status is not high, and its reputation in the Jianghu is not very good.

If it was a more famous and powerful sect that was exterminated at that time—of course, they may not be able to do it, but judging from the strength shown by the other party now, they may not be unable to do it—and in that case the one who chased and killed Qi Xian No matter the status, strength or number of people will be even more incalculable.

Such a Qixian will be even more precarious, even if he and Wen Nianyuan have great achievements, even if they have a thousand arms and a hundred hands, how can they guard against thousands of people.

It can be seen that every step, almost every step, their opponents are showing mercy quietly.

They still can't figure out how many reasons he has for doing this, but they all realize that this means that if Qixian lets go now, take a step back and really stop pursuing this matter, at least they can keep themselves safe and sound.

It is more likely that the other party may have expected this.

Obviously, Qi Xian did not choose this flat road. In fact, maybe he never hesitated, and his heart never wavered. No one can give him anything, he has his own way.

Ning Xiumao blinked. In this case, their way forward can only go forward indomitable.

He turned around and stretched out his hand to Qingtong, with a rare solemn and serious expression on his face, he said: "Come on, the truth I owe you is very close, come with me."

Qingtong looked at him from a distance for a long time with eyes full of contradictions, and finally walked over slowly and slowly.

At this moment, Qixian and Wen Nianyuan had already walked hundreds of steps, the two of them carried each other silently, their backs seemed a little similar for a moment.

In the past, many people would be confused by such a starkly different appearance, ignoring the fact that they are actually brothers, unable to see through that Qi Xian and Wen Nianyuan have the same goal by different routes.

Qixian listened to the rustling sound of the soles of her feet stepping on withered grass and fallen leaves, and the sound of another footstep was in her ears, neither near nor far, neither fast nor slow, firm and steady.

Even if he escapes, he can still be regarded as calm and calm; how many times life and death are on the line of life and death, he is only playing in the world of mortals;

With one shoulder of the piano and sword, nothing else, holding the rein and riding the horse, enjoying grievances and hatred, so many years of wandering around the world, dreaming back at midnight, but it is still boring.

But it turned out that all that was missing was a toast together.

Now that he is leaning on the saddle and the bridle, he is allowed to dance around with all kinds of demons. What's more, there are no demons in this world. Demons transform greed, anger and obsession. Behind the scenes is confusing.

"This game is too big, and it may not be possible to retreat."

Wen Nianyuan took a look at Qi Xian, then stroked his eyes, "Yes."

He felt the eyelids under his palms trembling with pleasure, and the man's voice was close at hand, "Idiot, what I said is that our 'good chess buddy' may not be able to escape unscathed."

"Oh. Then it's not impossible."

"Ok?"

"It is inevitable."

The author has something to say: I am tearful and thank the blue and white girl for dropping the mine~ Girl Yifeng dropped the mine x5, everyone has gone home?I'm so envious/(tot)/~~

Poor Yuanrunye has to stay until the 30th to go home, (⊙o⊙)! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ flip the table!