Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3294 Gods in the Heart: The Princess’s Sick Guachen (48)

  The girl was stunned.

   Her first impression of Ning Zhaozhi was that she was a beautiful young boy, to what extent she could see...like an angry horse in fresh clothes that only exists in paintings, a son with rich colors.

  She has never seen such a good-looking person in her life.

  The mountains and forests are dead, only the sound of the wind.

  All the people in black clenched their swords in unison, staring at Ning Zhuzhi closely, inexplicably shocked by the cold and dangerous temperament, taking people for no reason. They didn't speak or move, and they stood in a stalemate here for a while.

  Ning Chanzhi didn't have that patience. The young man's delicate eyebrows raised an annoying and cold arc, and he murmured. He looked at them with a smile but a mockery, but he was not serious or serious but fell on his heart.

  "Can't understand human words?" The young man's tone was indifferent: "You are in my way."

  The sound of the wind shattered the young boy's arrogant words and floated to everyone's ears.

  For some reason, the man in black dared not do it easily.

  Ning Qizhi's thin lips opened lightly, showing only impatience and specious mockery, and he uttered a word: "Go away."

  The atmosphere was silent for a second.

  The men in black looked at each other and gritted their teeth.

No one could see exactly how the young man made the move, but the first person who stabbed Ning Zhuzhi with a sword has already slammed into a distant tree in the electric light and flint, and flew out several meters away, spitting out a blockbuster. His blood was dyed red on his clothes, and his eyes widened before he died.

  Ning Chaozhi had already taken the assassin’s weapon backhand. The boy had no expression on his face, holding a sword in one hand, against the light of the evening, his aura was cold and solemn.

  While whistling in the wind, the young man’s clothes fluttered, hunting for the wind, he stood up lightly and neatly directly from the horse's back.

  The eyes of the man in black gradually became horrified.

  Ning Zhanzhi's shot was cruel and merciless, the tip of the sword was stained with blood, and the cold silver light reflected the deep side of the young man.

  Until the last man in black falls.

  Death without looking.

  The young man is slender and tall, standing at the highest point of the forest, with his sleeves hunting in the wind, he is unbelievably cold.

  Ning Chanzhi dropped the sword casually, acting sloppily, unreasonably seducing, and laughing lazily, "It's all said and done."

   Must die.

  Who is to blame.

  The young man didn't care about what happened just now, he saw the girl standing there stupidly from his side eyes, staring at him in a daze.

  Ning Zhizhi tucked his eyebrows, he glanced at the man in black who fell on the ground lightly, and vaguely saw that his neck was stained red with blood, and he had a vague tattoo on his neck.

   He squinted his eyes, his eyes darkened a bit.

  Such tattoos, he has only seen people in the Prince's Mansion.

  Thunderous thoughts flashed from the bottom of my heart, and the tip of the young boy’s tongue gently twitched his thin, red lips, and he laughed low, and the evil spirit was very indifferent.

   turned and looked at the shivering girl standing under the tree, tapped the horse's back with her slender fingers, and said casually: "Come here."

  Ning Chanzhi took the girl back to Beijing, came to his own separate residence, handed the person to the housekeeper, and ordered: "Find a doctor for her, and after handling it, bring the study to see me."

  The girl has fair features and delicate features. At the moment, her face is pale, and she seems to be shocked. She has a pair of deer-like eyes under her long eyelashes, but she is covered with heavy mist, staring at the back of the teenager who is walking away.

  Later, Ning Qizhi learned that the girl was called Lin Xi.

In a scholarly family, his father was an official in the court. He was too upright and loyal to offend the prince. He was slaughtered when he returned to his hometown.

   overnight.

  The family was destroyed.

  啧.

   is still a little pathetic.

  Ning Zhanzhi lazily propped up his fair and beautiful chin, thinking casually, and after listening to what Lin Xi had said, he raised his eyes and glanced at the girl.

  After washing and washing, she faded away from the awkwardness when she first saw her. She was a clean girl. She was obviously well protected by her family. She was scented with books and ink, and she always had deer-like eyes, pure and beautiful.

   "Is there any evidence." The young man took a faint look and withdrew his gaze.

Lin Xi's small face was slightly pale, her slender fingertips trembled slightly, her eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth and whispered: "There is jade pendant, is jade pendant?" She looked up at the young man, desperately keeping calm: "My father...my father once resisted desperately in front of an assassin , Got a jade pendant from the assassin and gave it to me."

  Ning Qizhi said softly: "Let me see."

  Lin Xi stepped forward, lowered her eyes, put the jade pendant on the table with both hands, the outline of the jade pendant was still stained with blood, as if it had penetrated.

  Ning Qiezhi raised his eyebrows, picked up the jade pendant and played with it, glanced thoughtfully, and leaned back casually.

  The thin lips are half hooked and playfully curved.

  The Prince's Mansion.

  Unexpectedly, the girl who was always worried and uneasy in front of her suddenly knelt down on her knees, her voice was soft but hoarse, and she looked up at the boy with tears full of tears.

  One knock.

   "Lin Xi will never forget the great kindness and virtue of the son."

  Ning Qiao's action paused, but did not stop it.

  He could see that the girl was a very good girl raised by her family. She knew the secular but not the secular. He didn’t say thank you at this time, I was afraid that he would not be able to pass the hurdle in my heart.

   Two bows.

   "Now Lin Xi's family is ruined and alone. I don't want to repay my son for saving his life, and I hope I can do my best for the son in my life."

  The girl knelt on the ground, but her back was straight, stretched like an arrow on the string, with a gentle tenacity, like a bamboo knot. The voice was hoarse, still stubbornly suppressing the choking.

  Three bows.

   "Lin Xi knows the son's great favor, and he is content to save his life. The matter of the family's unjust death and destruction will never involve him."

  She knocked very hard, and her white forehead was covered with red blood. Sincerely, holding the only remaining heart in front of Ning Zhizhi.

  Ning Qizhi's eyes fell on the girl, her eyes gleaming with contemplation, and she didn't speak.

   "If the son is willing to keep Lin Xi, Lin Xi will be the son of the son in life and death from now on."

  The girl’s eyes were clear, like a deep and clean sky, and each word was soft and sound.

she says.

"If the son is not willing to keep Lin Xi, Lin Xi will leave now. The son has never been seen on Quandang Mountain, and he escaped by himself. He will never reveal a word to others, or even implicate him. The kindness will be kept in my heart, if I can live. Next, I will repay my gratitude in the future."

  Ning Jianzhi was slightly silent.

  It was an accident to save Lin Xi.

  He didn't think so much about the emergency, and the purpose of bringing Lin Xi back was not simple.

  The group of assassins was obviously related to the prince, so Ning Chanzhi would not leave it alone.

   "You don't have to thank me, and you don't have to regard me as a savior." Ning Zhuzhi's tone was lazy, and understated: "You stay here, don't go out on weekdays."

  Lin Xi is a transparent girl, she can also guess what Ning Zhizhi means, but anyway.

  Without Ning Qizhi, there would never be Lin Xi in this world.

  For whatever reason, he is always her benefactor.

  (End of this chapter)