Everything in the coffin was covered with black feathers.
One after another, it seems like it fell from someone.
The luster of the feathers is very bright, and it is as dark as the dark night.
His Highness the Seventh Prince was lying there, his hands elegantly folded on his chest, and the fingers in black gloves were extremely slender.
Wearing an ancient black robe, with fur of the same color at the neck, a large flower of the other side of the flower bloomed on the side of his face, red as coquettish blood.
Nangong Xiaomiao licked her little mouth, took another step forward, and opened the coffin to see clearly the appearance of the man inside who might be his father.
The facial features are as sharp as a knife, handsome and sinister, thick eyelashes, and a peaceful face, which forcefully suppresses the beauty of Bianhua!
Nangong Xiaomiao gasped: "So handsome."
"Pinch." It's not fake. He looks similar to him. No wonder he is so handsome.
Nangong Xiaomiao touched the silver mask on the man's hand again, thinking that His Highness Seventh Prince had relied on this disguise before. Was he afraid that he would be too handsome and be snatched away to be his husband?
Well, it's possible!
Nangong Xiaomiao nodded, her eyes would light up when she saw a handsome guy like her mother did, she would definitely make him strong!
"No, now is not the time to study handsome guys." Nangong Xiaomiao shook his little head, and Hei Xiaosi said that if he wanted to know if the other person was his father, all he had to do was admit his blood.
The little man tilted his head, took out the knife he had prepared earlier, and wanted to quietly cut a small incision on the man's white wrist.
But who would have expected that after the little man sharpened the knife for a long time, the knife was completely polished, but there was no trace at all on the man's wrist.
Nangong Xiaomiao's eyes widened in surprise. Could this be the legendary iron man?
There is no other way.
Nangong Xiaomiao threw away the knife, and with Hei Xiaosi on guard outside behind her back, she buried her little head, her white teeth sinking into the man's fair skin.
Then, he left quickly!
Before he lost his mind, he put a tomato in his mouth.
The man's blood was finally obtained. Although it was only a gram, it was enough for Xiaomei!
only……
Your Majesty the Seventh Prince is so strange.
He bit him like this and he didn't even wake up?
Even my fingers were cold, like those rice dumplings in ancient tombs.
Is His Majesty the Seventh Prince already dead?
Nangong Xiaomiao bit her little finger, lay on his chest and listened... No, there was no heartbeat!
However, his blood is obviously hot.
what happened?
"Xiao Miao." At this moment, Hei Xiaosi seemed to have discovered something. He raised the spear in his hand and lowered his voice: "Are you ready?"
Nangong Xiaomiao couldn't figure out the reason in her little head. She picked up the small bottle filled with blood and ran over: "Okay, okay."
"Something's wrong, you're following me." Hei Si's dark eyes never left those vampire bats from beginning to end.
Nangong Xiaomiao was also aware of the hostility around him. It was strange. He had just greeted these little guys, why did they suddenly wake up? They still looked like they wanted to suck him and Hei Xiaosi dry. Could it be that
It was he who had just bitten His Highness Seventh, so they...
"Don't look around." Hei Si held his hand, exuding a golden martial aura, holding a spear in one hand, which shocked the vampire bats so much that they didn't dare to move rashly!
They have fangs pierced, their pupils are narrowed, and they make sounds one after another, as if they are summoning something...
The ground beneath my feet shook violently!
Oops!
Before Nangong Xiaomiao could even have a thought, Hei Si picked her up by the waist and used her excellent Qinggong skills to get out of the palace door that was about to close!
Behind him were roars one after another.
It's like something is about to burst out of the ground!
Nangong Xiaomiao was so excited that her fangs were exposed unconsciously.
Fortunately, Hei Si kept flying with him and didn't notice anything strange about the little man.
Bang!
Those coffins finally could no longer withstand the force inside the inner walls. The lids were lifted, and several vampires with handsome faces opened their eyes from the darkness.
Black nails hung down at his sides, and there was a bloodthirsty and evil smile at the corner of his mouth.
The sun sets completely.
As if they had received instructions, they immediately flew up and flew towards the palace gate. Ah, what a sweet blood. I haven't smelled such an intoxicating smell for a long time. There must be humans nearby!
"Bring them all back to me."
Cold, light, and irresistible tone, with an innate aura of a king.
The vampires froze, dropped to one knee, and saluted behind them, with unprecedented respect in their words and deeds: "Your Highness."
Feathers surged out from the darkness one after another. Beiming Liancheng stood in the center, biting his black gloves with his teeth. The tip of his tongue stretched out and licked his injured wrist and the two small holes.
He immediately disappeared.
"You are a little overestimating your capabilities." Beiming Liancheng smiled, a faint golden light appearing in his narrow eyes.
At that moment, he was extremely evil. He took off his human disguise and looked very much like the devil described in Japanese comics... handsome, elegant, noble, and invincible!
"Hei Xiaosi, Hei Xiaosi!" Nangong Xiaomiao hugged the young master of the Hei family and whispered, "There seems to be no movement behind."
Hei Si moved his ear bones, and there was indeed no movement. However, he did not stop immediately. Instead, he tapped his little toes on the tree trunk again and again, and flew until he reached a crowded place before he stopped.
It was getting dark, and the eunuch holding the lantern couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the two little people, but he didn't say anything and just bowed.
Hei Si nodded, as confident as ever.
Nangong Xiaomiao couldn't wait any longer. She took out the small bottle and bowl in her arms and glanced at the young master of the Hei family: "Go to the river and scoop some water."
Hei Si hummed, lifted up his outer robe, leaned over the lake, and scooped out a bowl of water.
His kung fu skills were so good that the little cat felt jealous.
After taking the bowl, Nangong Xiaomiao was about to draw a knife on her wrist.
Hei Si held his hand and said, "It will hurt."
"It's okay." Nangong Xiaomiao said in a manly manner, but seemed to remember something again: "Turn your back first."
Hei Si frowned: "I look at you, you don't know how to use a knife, your fingers will be cut."
"It's really okay." Nangong Xiaomiao pushed the person away, and while the young master of the Hei family was turning his back, he bit his own finger severely.
He couldn't let Hei Xiaosi find out that he was invulnerable and different from ordinary people.
If he knew, he would definitely hate him...
Nangong Xiaomiao's eyes dimmed, and she shouted crisply: "Okay!"
He leaned down and dripped his own blood and the man's blood into the water bowl, and then...
"Is he really my daddy?" Nangong Xiaomiao looked at the scene in the bowl blankly, and pulled Hei Xiaosi who was blowing his fingers: "Is he really my daddy?"
Hei Si's handsome face was used to being calm, and he nodded slightly.
Nangong Xiaomiao touched her chin: "Speaking of which, the last time my mother refused to marry, was it because he refused?"
"Yeah." Hei Si thought for a while and said, "He is still your mother's senior brother."
Nangong Xiaomiao snorted heavily: "No matter who he is, it's wrong to marry someone else! Mother refused!!"
Hei Si:……
"Hei Xiaosi."
"Um?"
"Hei Xiaosi."
"..."
"Little Meow has a father, Meow!" The little man was obviously very happy. His little body was unsteady and he ran over, ran over, and then rushed into Hei Si's arms, his little mouth curled up, and he let out a hint of evil.
Smiling: "However, he is too bad, I must help my mother teach him a lesson!"
Hei Si's face was expressionless: "How are you going to teach him a lesson?"
"Well, hehe..." the little man smiled evilly: "I have my own way. By the way, he is my father's business. You are not allowed to tell my mother. If you tell me, I will not get along with you.
!”
Hearing this, Hei Si's face turned cold and he turned around and left.
He once again confirmed that this little brat was spoiled!
It was a mistake for him to endure it!
Heartless little gadget!
Nangong Xiaomiao was stunned. He didn't know what he said wrong. He just stood there stupidly, his fingers were so cold that they hurt, and he didn't move forward.
Hei Si thought that the little man would catch up, and after walking for a while, when he turned around, he didn't even see a human being, let alone a human being...
I quickly went back to look for him and saw the little man standing on the same spot, not moving, his eyes were red, his little hands were curled up, and he was looking at him eagerly.
"You're angry again, you just hate me. I know I'm a little monster, and I know people don't like to play with little monsters!"
Hei Si opened his mouth, trying to say that he didn't.
Nangong Xiaomiao curled her little mouth.
Hei Si looked at him there.
"Yes, yes." Nangong Xiaomiao moved her little hand and grasped the corner of Hei Si's clothes: "Don't hate Xiaomiao, okay?"
Hei Si let out a long sigh and reached out to cover the little man's ears: "When did I say I hate you?"
"You don't even smile, you keep a straight face all day long." Nangong Xiaomiao said plausibly: "Mother said, that is anger! You get angry when you see me, you are not obedient at all, and the rope always breaks!
"
Hei Si:...It's not his fault that he was born with facial paralysis!!!
"Then can you help me bully His Highness Seventh?" Nangong Xiaomiao looked up at him.
Hei Si is an honest child: "His Majesty Seventh is not easy to bully."
"It's okay, my mother said that people are all weak, as long as..."
The two little men were walking and talking about their plan to kill Beiming Liancheng, without even noticing the figure flashing past in the dark...
It's night, Nangong Garden is shrouded in mist.
The black shadow knelt on the ground respectfully, with his head hanging slightly: "I have been following Master Si and the others, but in the meantime, they went to the Demon Palace, and I couldn't get in. When I found them again, I heard Xiao Xiao
The young master said he was a monster."
"Young master?" Nangong Ni's hand on crutches said hard: "Is he worthy?"
The shadow lowered his head: "This subordinate is stupid."
Nangong Nie waved her hand: "Forget it, you don't have to follow them anymore in the future. Just leave Bai Ye alone and concentrate on preparing things for me."
"Yes!" The black shadow took the order and retreated.
Nangong Ni closed her hands and bowed to the Buddha statue in front of her, with a hint of greed in her eyes...
If it were Mr. Nie in the past, he would definitely ask why the child called himself a little monster, but now Nangong Nie only thinks about his immortality every night.
Once a person is greedy, he will be doomed.
Especially those who practice Taoism are even more terrifying...
The night outside the window is getting thicker and thicker, like splashed ink.
Nangong Baiye did not return to the Demon Palace. Although she told Nangong Rui'er those words during the day, her principle in life was not to touch other people's things, especially other people's men.
Now that her senior brother is about to get married to Nangong Ruier, it is inconvenient for her to sleep on the bed again...
Nangong Baiye raised his head and glanced at the stars outside the window, thinking that it would be nice if he had a cigarette. Sometimes he gets irritable thinking about things and really needs nicotine to numb him.
Also, the incident on Xixi...
She didn't even have a clue now.
Nangong Baiye knew that this matter could not be rushed.
Even if time is tight.
It’s not something that can be done just by saying!
Maybe she could give it a try, go find her family, recall her soul, and ask Xi Xi what exactly she wants?
But she is an orphan...where can she find her family?
Nangong Baiye pressed his temples and shook the broken hair on his forehead, as if he saw something,
There was a little bit of evil on that handsome little face, and her son still knew he was coming back!
Putting two fingers on his lips, Nangong Baiye whistled towards the two little people under the inn window.
Nangong Xiaomiao's eyes lit up, she raised her head and shouted: "Mother!"
"Come up." Nangong Baiye raised his fingers towards his son.
Nangong Xiaomiao nodded her head heavily, and before going upstairs, she secretly told Hei Si: "You must remember, you must not tell Mom about that matter, Miao."
"Okay." Hei Si took the little man up.
Nangong Xiaomiao stretched out her little arms to hug Nangong Baiye: "Mom, where did you go? Meow, Xiaomiao has been worried all day."
"Didn't I leave a painting for you?" Nangong Baiye held his son's little head and kissed it.
The young master of the Hei family had black lines on his face:...Is that kind of painting meant for people to see?
Nangong Xiaomiao didn't care about the painting, as long as his mother came back. He climbed on Nangong Baiye's lap and whispered in his ear: "Xiaomiao asked Hei Xiaosi, and he said that he doesn't hate Xiaomiao, even if Xiaomiao is
Monster, he doesn’t hate meow either.”
Nangong Baiye was stunned, stretched out his hand and rubbed his son's head.
She has always known it better than anyone else.
Since that night, Xiaomiao seemed much brighter on the surface. In fact, he was more afraid of losing than anyone else.
Whether they are vampires or demons, they are destined to be a race abandoned by the six realms of reincarnation.
Loneliness may always be with them.
For some reason, Nangong Baiye felt the urge to find his biological father for Xiao Miao for the first time!
"Kitten."
"Um?"
"Do you want to meet your biological father?"
Nangong Xiaomiao was furious and shook his head: "I don't want to, I don't want to! Mom, Xiaomiao has thought about it. We won't go back to Qingcheng Mountain until the royal business is finished. Xiaomiao will help you find a husband in the capital!"
That’s right!!
This is the way!
I want that bad dad to know that my mother has a man who is right^__^
A note to readers:
The word count of the two chapters has been combined. This is a transitional chapter. Tomorrow I will only write about Seventh Hall and White Night. Let’s just make do with it. I’m chewing my head. I have to update it every day. I’m busy today. I also said in the afternoon that I would update today.
It will be a little later, (~o~)~zz, don’t worry, everyone, as long as it doesn’t disappear in the background, I will come and update no matter how busy I am.