Bei Mingxun just paused his hand, without even raising his eyelids, and fastened Nangong Baiye's cloak with his long fingers.
Then, he smiled gracefully: "Seventh brother."
Bei Ming Liancheng gave a faint hum, but there was no hint of happiness or anger.
Nangong Baiye looked over there. He was still wearing a black ascetic robe, followed by a servant in a black cloak.
He just stood there and looked at them, with one hand carelessly inserted in the pocket of his fur coat. He was wearing so little that his lips turned a little white.
He walked very slowly, but the arc of his steps was very steady. He didn't want to call her junior sister like before.
Cold, noble and perfect.
It is very consistent with the image of the legendary Seven Palaces.
He walked over and walked past her without even turning his head.
Nangong Baiye was stunned.
If it weren't for the voice next to her ear, she would have thought she was dreaming.
"Seventh brother is gone, let's go too."
Nangong Baiye raised his eyes and was greeted by Bei Mingxun's reassuring smile.
She curled her thin lips and stretched out her hand to take off the cloak. The movement was very handsome. She raised one hand and danced with the wind: "Your Highness, I'd better give this back to you. I'm not cold. I'll call someone to see you later. It's time to go there again."
The emperor reported it."
"Haha, don't worry, it won't happen." Bei Mingxun did not pick up the cloak.
Nangong Baiye didn't argue. He touched the fine fur with his fingers and thought about finding a place to sell it after leaving the palace.
Bei Mingxun was still walking side by side with her, his voice low and coughing: "I heard that the exorcist master is here too?"
"Yeah." Nangong Baiye put the cloak on his arm and responded casually.
Bei Mingxun raised his beautiful lips: "In this way, you master and disciple are all together..."
Nangong Baiye nodded and answered questions, feeling at peace.
The maids and eunuchs looked at it and whispered quietly.
"This third lady is so resourceful. She was friendly with His Highness Seventh before, and now she is so affectionate with His Highness Third. It's really enviable."
"In fact, she is suitable for His Highness the Third Highness. After all, she is a broken shoe. The Third Highness is in poor health. Maybe the Emperor will agree to let the Third Highness take her as a concubine."
"Go, go, go, no matter how bad your health is, His Highness is still your master. Now, except His Highness, who is the most noble? Besides His Highness, His Highness, he is also handsome."
"Anyway, I like His Highness the Seventh Prince better, huh."
"What's the use of what you like? The key depends on which young lady likes..."
Hearing this, Beiming Liancheng stopped when he reached the end of the ancient corridor, tilted his head, his long bangs covered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised, as if he was smiling.
"Your Highness?" The servant in black who was following him looked at him in confusion, thinking that there must be something wrong with his eyes.
Why did you feel that your high and mighty Highness was a little lonely at that moment?
Beiming Liancheng's black-gloved sitting hands were supported on the stone pillars, his back straight, like a sea of cangshan, his thin lips were slightly raised, and he heard a bang!
The stone pillar collapsed instantly and shattered into powder, flying everywhere.
The surrounding eunuchs and maids were shocked and lowered their heads, not even daring to say anything.
Beiming Liancheng opened his hand, and the powder in his palm fell to the ground bit by bit. His Adam's apple moved with difficulty, and he gracefully spat out a few less elegant words: "Fuck you, you unfamiliar little ruffian!"
Little ruffian?
who?
Everyone listened with confusion and trembling.
Beiming Liancheng smiled, as gentle as the blooming Manzhushahua in hell...
…
After moving out of the palace, Nangong Baiye and the others stayed in the original inn.
Nangong Xiaomiao stayed alone in the warm room, took out the small clothes from the small box, shook them, and then hung them up with her little toes.
The little body swayed here and there, and finally he snorted heavily: "If you don't come to me, I won't look for you, how rare!"
After humming, I didn't know who I was venting my anger on. After kicking the beams and pillars, I drooped my little ears and ran back to the bed. I bit the quilt with my teeth and competed with myself.
Vaguely, I heard someone singing the Shadow Ghost song outside again.
The little man hesitated for a moment, straightened his body, and looked out the window.
The girl in the red gown waved to her, very slowly, very slowly.
Nangong Xiaomiao curled her lips and said, "Hei Xiaosi told me not to let me play with you."
You see, this is the difference, I remember everything he said.
What he said, that person just didn’t listen and even asked him to save money!
Not cute, Hei Xiaosi is not cute at all!
"Come, come..." The little girl was still waving, very slowly: "Come down and accompany us..."
Nangong Xiaomiao sniffed, rolled her shrewd eyes, and ran away as soon as she lifted up her pants.
The little girl's nails were very dark, and her face was expressionless, with a cold air.
Nangong Xiaomiao looked at them: "What are you playing for?"
"Hopscotch, jump one, bury another." The little girl smiled, and the smile was indescribably sinister.
Nangong Xiaomiao nodded: "I will play with you just once!"
Humph, make that Hei Xiaosi so angry!
It's not like he's the only friend.
The boys and girls took his hand and turned it around, smiling happily.
Nangong Xiaomiao was also addicted to playing, and ordered them: "You will cut your nails later, do you understand?"
The boy and girl smiled again, their faces filled with ice, like a dead person lying in a coffin.
Nangong Xiaomiao was not afraid, she picked up a piece of dogtail grass and held it in her mouth: "If he doesn't like what I do, I will do it, hum!"
The figure who was hiding in the dark and observing only felt that there was something wrong with this little man. He stood in the yard and talked to himself, looking like a lunatic.
"Boss, shall we take action?"
The figure nodded...
Nangong Xiaomiao was still playing there, and the little emperor asked boys and girls to wash their hands clean.
Hei Si stood on the roof, looking down with a slightly drooped face.
He only took a servant with him when he went out today.
The little servant looked at his young master's increasingly cold face and suggested in a low voice: "How about we go down to find Master Meow."
Hei Si turned around and gave him a cold look.
The little servant immediately shut up.
Hei Si clasped one hand behind his back, with a strong air of determination. He stood there as expressionless as if he were standing in a military position. There was a little person in his heart who was angrily throwing things all over the room: Nangong Xiaomiao, you are dead.
I won’t call you Hei Si until I peel off your skin! Did you let someone else hold your hand? That’s mine only!!
"Little Lord."
"what."
"We, the tiles under our feet are about to break." The young servant stammered and looked at his young master.
Hei Si breathed a sigh of relief, calmly and maturely, changed the roof, and stared down with a tiger face.
Nangong Xiaomiao was swaying with laughter in complete confusion.
In the darkness, a figure suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled his subordinate back: "Wait a minute!"
"Boss..." Didn't you mean action?
The figure stared at the roof, and his voice was a little hoarse: "The young master of the Hei family is here, try to get him away."
"yes!"
Several figures passed over the treetops, came with flints, hit them a few times, and threw them towards the houses on the street.
after awhile.
"Young Master, that seems to be on fire!" The young servant pointed to the street not far away and reported responsibly. The Hei family has been ordered by the emperor to protect the security of the capital and prevent riots. This matter cannot be ignored!
Hei Si followed his hand and pointed towards it, frowning, his body swayed, and he used his excellent Qinggong.
The figure seized the opportunity, walked to the yard, lowered his head and patted Nangong Xiaomiao on the shoulder.
The little man looked back and didn't recognize it, so he turned his head and continued playing.
Unexpectedly, with a gesture from the other party, three or four figures jumped out from around, picked up Nangong Xiaomiao, and dragged him into the carriage!
Little Meow was stunned and began to twist his little body: "Do you know who I am? If you dare to kidnap me, I will beat you to death, I will beat you to death!"
The little fists made hunting sounds. Those people seemed not to have expected that the child would be so strong. They hit him hard and hit Nangong Xiaomiao's neck.
The little man's fists immediately softened, and he leaned against the carriage in a daze...
But just such a shout immediately drew Hei Si's attention back.
As soon as the figures stuffed Nangong Xiaomiao into the carriage, the black one swooped over.
A pair of dark eyes stared at them fiercely: "Let him go."
The figures looked at each other and took a step back warily.
The leader stretched out his hand to block him and said in a low voice: "You go first, I'll stop him."
The young master of the Hei family was fierce. When he saw that the other party had no intention of letting him go, he jumped up and punched hard. Every movement stirred up the dust under his feet.
The leader raised his arms and shouted behind him: "Hurry up!"
"drive!"
There was a sound of hoofbeats.
The carriage swayed rapidly.
Hei Si's eyes turned red as he looked at the carriage going further and further away. He would never allow others to kidnap Xiao Miao from under his nose!
Whoever dares to snatch Xiao Meow will be killed!
The other party never thought that the young master of the Hei family would have such a terrifying desire for exclusivity.
He looked at the martial aura rising from Hei Si's body in disbelief, and backed away with eyes full of shock.
Hei Si grabbed his arm with one hand and pressed down hard!
There was a crunching sound.
"Bring them back!"
No matter how powerful the young master of the Hei family is, he is still a child.
How could someone who ran away come back?
The other party lowered his head feebly and cried out in pain.
Hei Si just dragged him, his face covered with blood: "Let them come back!!"
"Young... Young Master." The young servant almost didn't dare to speak: "He is about to die. The master has ordered, no, no killing."
Hei Si had a cold and handsome face, as if he hadn't heard anything, and just repeated: "Let them come back!"
However, the running carriage was no longer visible.
This is simply a premeditated kidnapping.
The horse chosen was a sweaty horse, which was incredibly fast and rarely seen in the capital.
The little man in the carriage was so dizzy from being hit that he couldn't sit upright. His face turned pale, as if he had fallen into a coma...
There was a layer of fog rising outside the car. The fog was very unusual.
The driver couldn't help but cursed: "What a ghost!"
"What's wrong?" The person who was guarding Xiao Miao stuck his head out of the carriage.
The driver pointed to the middle of the road: "Look there."
A dead pig...
In fact, there is nothing strange about encountering dead things in a place like this. After all, we are taking a wild road outside the capital.
It's just that the dead pig's expression was a bit strange. He was staring at them with his face turned upward, and his eyes seemed to be moving.
"Damn, what bad luck!" The driver of the carriage cursed fiercely and raised his whip again.
The strange thing is, don't know why.
The distance I walk on weekdays is much longer than usual.
The surrounding fog was getting thicker and thicker, and I vaguely saw a few children standing in the middle of the road, waving to the carriage.
Those children were wearing red and green coats, bandit hats on their heads, and rouge on their faces. They looked very much like the paper figures burned during paper burning.
"What, what's going on?" The carriage driver gritted his teeth, his fingers trembling uncontrollably...
The carriage just stopped.
He looked behind him and saw that the children were already lying on the roof of the car. One of them grabbed his leg and raised his head and smiled at him, looking like a ghost crawling out of the ground.
The child just climbed up his legs, and no matter how hard he tried to shake it off, he couldn't shake it off.
Just when the child was about to crawl into his arms.
Suddenly an old bass voice came from the distance: "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, break!"
The child in front of me disappeared.
Even the fog is gone.
There was still something placed in the middle of the road, but the thing was not a dead pig, but a stone.
The driver of the carriage rubbed his eyes, quickly jumped out of the carriage, and landed on one knee: "Nie Lao."
Nangong Ni didn't look at him, her fingers were holding the dragon head crutch, her eyes were very shrewd.
He was very old and walked very slowly, moving step by step with a sense of oppression: "How did you keep up with these things?"
The driver shook his head and looked confused: "I, I don't know."
Nangong Ni narrowed her pupils: "Where is Xuan Ying?"
"When we were taking action, we met the young master of the Hei family. The boss... he is still over there at the inn."
Nangong Ni's brows furrowed even more tightly, her crutches hit the ground, and she asked again: "Where is the child?"
"On the carriage."
Nangong Nie hummed and motioned for them to open the car curtain.
He was wearing crutches and looked inside. The little man's face was still very pale, his long eyelashes were down, and there was a tear mole in the corner of his eye.
It was the tear mole that made Nangong Ni feel disgusted from the bottom of her heart: "Pull him down."
"Yes!" A group of people tied up the little man and threw him into the abandoned wild temple.
Nangong Ni sat on the main seat, holding a cane with one hand, turning her head to look at the Buddha statue beside her, with a sinister look in her eyes: "Tell her that if you want a son, come alone and ask her to bring her things.
"
"Yes." The figure knelt on the ground and said hesitantly: "Then you..."
Nangong Ni bowed to the Buddha statue, took out a cloth bag, and handed it to him: "I'll leave it to you when I go back home. Remember, don't let anyone take advantage of it."
"I understand." The figure kowtowed, his movements were stiff, his mouth opened and closed, and he didn't look like a living person at all.
Nangong Ni laughed and walked out of the temple on crutches.
Just after he left, the Buddha statue's eyes slowly opened and merged again, hiding in the corner. It was indescribably terrifying...
…
Nangong Baiye, who originally wanted to use the clue of death notice in the palace to investigate, suddenly became uneasy.
"What's wrong?" Bei Mingxun asked softly.
She shook her head, took out a few pieces of paper from her arms and looked at them. The pieces of paper were already black and soft and stuck together.
Nangong Baiye's expression suddenly changed, he bit his wrist, dripped blood on it, and shouted: "Now!"
Those pieces of paper turned into little people, with red faces and drooped heads: "Master."
"What's going on?" Nangong Baiye frowned. This is the kid she adopted. If she is not here, they will protect her son's safety, but now...
The little people put their heads together and began to chatter.
"The little master has been taken away, taken away!"
moment.
Nangong Baiye's smiling eyes completely turned into ice!
He clapped the hand holding the memorial towards the wooden table, put on his belt, and inserted a dozen small daggers from the holster on his back. He didn't greet anyone when he went out. Even when he met the emperor, he didn't salute and just dragged a horse. He rushed out of the palace!
The inn she went to first allowed those mentally retarded brats to recall the route.
The little ghosts were noisy, and everyone said different things. They just shouted: "It's dead, it's dead!"
Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes and walked to the yard smelling blood.
The young master of the Hei family's fingers were still stained with blood, and he slid them down and looked straight at her.
Nangong Baiye was stunned for a moment, looking at the horse's hoof prints in the yard, and then at the upright figure on the ground.
He stretched out his hand and probed towards his nose...
But what she didn't expect was that the figure suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head stiffly, and said like a doll: "If you want to see your son, just take the things you took from Liang Yuanyuan and follow me. , you go alone..." After saying that, he turned his head again and stared at the young master of the Hei family: "He can't go."
Hei Si looked upright and clenched his fists loudly.
Nangong Baiye frowned.
She didn't have what the other party said in her hand.
However, she still nodded, stood up, and threw two words towards the dangerous ghost: "Lead the way."
The ghost stood up with strange movements, laughed sinisterly, and walked forward.
Nangong Baiye followed him, his thoughts racing rapidly.
Intentionally or unintentionally, I glanced at Hei Si who was standing in the yard. There were not many people who could beat someone like this.
Hei Si didn't follow either, but Hei Si didn't follow, which didn't mean that he didn't investigate. He turned to look at the little servant who had been frightened to death, and ordered with a heroic voice: "Send out all the guards of the Hei family, I want to burn half a stick of incense." Within a short period of time, we will know the whereabouts of Xiao Meow!"
"Yes, but the master said." The young servant's legs were shaking and he stammered: "No, I won't let you fight anymore."
Hei Si paused and flew directly to Hei's house without talking to the servant.
Bang!
The door was kicked open with one kick.
The master of the Hei family was still kissing his newly married concubine. When he saw his son coming in, he quickly covered himself with a quilt: "You, get out of here!"
"Old man!" Hei Sihu looked at him with a straight face.
The master of the Hei family was probably the first father in the Huang Dynasty who was afraid of his son. He sighed helplessly: "What do you want to do again?"
"Give me the token!" When the young master of the Hei family orders someone, he is always so arrogant, no matter who the other party is.
The master of the Hei family was furious: "If I let you continue to act like crazy, I will call you daddy!"
Hei Si looked at him straightly.
The master of the Hei family pulled him this time and refused to give in. He thought that at least I still have dignity. No matter how awesome this little brat is, he won't let him do anything!
Hei Si's handsome face was fierce, then he narrowed his eyes and called out: "Dad."
The master of the Hei family was stunned and pinched his face hard: "You, what did you just call me?"
"Dad." Hei Si was obviously impatient.
The master of the Hei family sniffed ecstatically, grabbed the token from his waist, and stuffed it into his little hand: "Take it, take it!"
Hei Si took the token, turned around and left.
The aunt was so jealous: "Master, that's the Hei family's military badge. Why did you just give it to him? You're not afraid of him causing trouble again."
The master of the Hei family sunk his eyes: "Shut up, if I hear you say anything bad about him again, I will throw you out!"
The aunt was so shocked. It turned out that the rumors in the capital were true. The most treasured thing of the Hei family was not his dozens of aunts and wives, but the young and mature young master of the Hei family.
The master of the Hei family was not afraid of embarrassment and wiped his eyes: "He is finally willing to call me daddy!"
Auntie:......
outside the house.
Hei Si gave an order and mobilized thirty-eight generals to search the entire capital.
It is impossible for the emperor not to know about such a big movement, and he only wonders what the little man is doing.
"That boy from the Hei family is becoming more and more promising as he grows older." As he said that, the emperor turned his head, with a little pride on his face: "You have the same virtue as you did when you were a child, and you are not afraid of trouble."
Beiming Liancheng was obviously a little absent-minded. He was holding the porcelain cup in his hand. He didn't know if he listened to the emperor's words. His eyes were ice-cold and empty...
The sky gradually darkened.
Nangong Baiye followed the figure quietly.
The journey is not long, but it is difficult to walk.
She didn't expect that there was such a vicious place outside the capital city.
But that's not what she cares about. The only thing she worries about is that Xiao Meow...
"Well……"
In the gloomy room, the little man woke up leisurely, rubbed his head in distress, and said angrily: "You guys have ruined my hairstyle, you bad guys!"
After he finished cursing, he looked back and forth with his big eyes, his wrists were tied with wooden ropes, he huddled in the corner, and sniffed.
He didn't know if he heard it wrong, as he seemed to have fainted.
I heard Hei Xiaosi calling his name.
Nangong Xiaomiao snorted: "For the sake of you calling me by my name, I will forgive you this time."
Thinking like this, the little man became happy, swinging his tied short legs back and forth.
I laughed out loud and felt something was wrong.
This...this place.
Nangong Xiaomiao held her chest, and her sharp white teeth poked out of her mouth.
He tried his best to suppress the urge to suck blood, bit his lip tightly, and thought about what to do?
My mother said, control yourself.
My mother also said to calm down.
He needs to calm down.
Don't just think about eating.
If, if... Hei Xiaosi comes, I will be scared to see him like this.
He doesn't want to become a monster.
"Mother..."
Don’t become a monster, little meow!
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