Tragedy counter attack system

At dusk that day, Mu Yan had just returned from the lord's mansion, his face was expressionless, judging from the faint aura around him, he was not in a good mood.

Walking to the gate of Yizhu Garden with big strides, Mu Yan suddenly stopped and closed his eyes slightly. The setting sun slanted on him, elongating the shadow on the ground.

Opening his eyes again, the alluring aura around him disappeared, replaced by a relaxed and soothing aura.

As soon as he entered Yizhu Garden, Ning Xi, who was staying under the red maple tree, turned his head and looked at him happily without his needing to make a sound.The deepness in Mu Yan's eyes finally disappeared, his face, which had been tense for a day, eased, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I haven't seen Xi'er all day today, and my brother misses Xi'er." The voice in the voice-changing period was low, no longer the crisp and clear voice of a teenager, but it added some magnetism.

Ning Xi was pouting just now, but in a blink of an eye, she threw herself on Mu Yan with a smile, and hugged Mu Yan's body tightly, showing that she missed him too.

Mu Yan lowered his head, leaned closer to Ning Xi's ear, and said softly, "Didn't Xi'er miss Senior Brother?"

Ning Xi shrank uncomfortably, looked at him with wide eyes, Mu Yan tapped Ning Xi's lips with his finger, Ning Xi quickly reacted, and held back for a long time before saying, "I want... Senior Brother. "

The voice was slightly astringent, like someone who hadn't spoken for a long time.Ning Xi seemed to realize it herself, and buried her face in Mu Yan's clothes as if embarrassed after speaking.

Mu Yan rubbed his soft hair. Xi'er hadn't spoken since the incident. Mr. Fang said it was due to psychological reasons, so he took care of him wholeheartedly, treating him like his own younger brother.Unexpectedly, in the first two months, Xi'er could suddenly speak. Since then, he has guided him to speak a few words from time to time.

Having achieved his goal, Mu Yan changed the subject with a smile, "What was Xi'er doing when Senior Brother came?"

When the child heard this, he seemed to think of something, and excitedly dragged Mu Yan over there. When he got closer, Mu Yan saw that it was a music score, and there was a jade flute next to it.

Ning Xi picked up the sheet music and stuffed it into Mu Yan's arms, Mu Yan was startled, what does this mean?Let him play according to this score?As far as his knowledge of Xiao is concerned, he is not even a beginner, let alone blowing.

Afterwards, Mu Yan knew that he had misunderstood. The child picked up the jade flute and put it to his lips. He glanced at him and then at the score.Mu Yan understood that it was Xi'er who wanted to play by himself, let him look at the score and listen!

After looking around, Mu Yan walked to a stone bench not far away, put the score on the stone table, and listened to the rustling sound of the brook.

A distant Xiao sound sounded, followed by a clear and melodious tune. Ning Xi's fingers fluctuated and changed, and his sincere feelings easily brought Mu Yan to his memory.

He played this piece specially for his brother, today is his birthday, he melted all his indescribable emotions into this song, with sincerity.The pictures of the past five years flashed in my mind frame by frame, and the ordinary life became colorful with the joining of my seniors, and every moment was full of joy.

It's just that Mu Yan doesn't understand Xiao, but after spending five years together, how could he not know what Ning Xi wants to express.He clenched his fists hard and forced back the uncontrollable tears in his eyes. This child always moved him when he was most caught off guard.

He helped Ning Xi get out of the shadows slowly, but Xi'er is not his salvation.Earlier, he was brooding over the death of his parents, so that he could not improve his martial arts level. It was Xi'er who took him out of that past.

The young boy with picturesque features opened his big bright eyes and looked at him steadily. His white clothes were gently brushed by the evening wind, and his hair was slightly disheveled. Under his manipulation, the jade flute played a beautiful and melodious tune. , against the red maple trees behind and the setting sun that is about to set, it has a sense of dust.

When the song ended, Mu Yan finally couldn't help but dodged in front of Ning Xi, and pulled him into his arms.

Ning Xi waited for a long time, but found that the senior brother was still.Just holding him quietly, Ning Xi couldn't help moving her body, but Mu Yan still didn't move, Ning Xi couldn't help panicking, and said stumblingly, "Master...Senior brother, it's...Xi'er...Blow...it's ……Is it not good?"

Listening patiently to Ning Xi's words, suppressing the choking in her voice, she softened her voice and said, "How come, Xi'er plays very well, brother likes it very much."

After receiving affirmative reply from senior brother, Ning Xi was obviously much happier, "Birth... Chen..."

Mu Yan paused and said, "How did Xi'er know that today is brother's birthday?"

"Xu... Uncle Xu."

"Did you hear what Uncle Xu Mo said?" Seeing Ning Xi's expression of coming to praise me, Mu Yan squatted down, pressed his cheek against Ning Xi, and said, "Yes, our little Xi'er is the best in the world. Smartest kid!"

"Xi'er gave senior brother such a big surprise today, and senior brother also has something to give to Xi'er." These words really aroused Ning Xi's interest, the child looked at him with sparkle in his eyes, Mu Yan didn't tease him, Take out a flute made of purple bamboo from a sleeve, the body of the flute is round and smooth, the tentacles are cool, it can be seen that the workmanship is excellent, "This flute is made by myself, do you like it?"

Ning Xi put it in his arms like a baby, and didn't hear what Mu Yan asked at all, but this reaction already explained everything.

Stretching out his hand to ruffle Ning Xi's hair again, Mu Yan sighed helplessly, but the corners of his lips were clearly curled up.

In the evening, Ning Zheng went back to Hongfeng Villa early for the first time, and had dinner with Lin Yuchen, Mu Yan and Ningxi.

During the dinner, Ning Zheng said, "Mu Yan, get ready, go to the mission hall tomorrow to pick up the mission, and finish it within a month."

Even though Mu Yan was mentally prepared, the hand that held Ning Xi's food trembled, and the food fell on the table, causing Ning Xi to look up at him suspiciously.

Ning Zheng looked over, and when his eyes touched Ning Xi, his expression froze. After a careful look, he didn't find anything wrong, so he looked away.

Mu Yan restrained the emotion that was overflowing at that moment, stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Yes, Master."

Lin Yuchen on the opposite side glanced at Mu Yan, with a smile on his handsome face, hiding the gloom in his eyes, "Brother, please come back soon, brother is waiting for you in the Wulin League!"

While the few people were talking, Ning Xi lowered his head to pick up the rice, quietly, without any sense of presence.Mu Yan was afraid that Ning Xi would understand what they were saying, so he paid extra attention, and found that Ning Xi behaved as usual, but he didn't eat much food, so he added a few more chopsticks to him.

Mu Yan didn't want to join the Martial Arts League at all. He didn't want to be here, otherwise he wouldn't reject the proposal from his master three years ago.The only thing he wants to do now is to take care of Ning Xi and practice swordsmanship.However, the teacher's order is hard to disobey, so he has to go if he doesn't want to.

Back in Yizhuyuan, Mu Yan was thinking about things in his heart, and he paid less attention to his surroundings. After washing in Ningxi and lying on the bed, Mu Yan left Yizhuyuan, and was blown by the cold wind, and his brain was much clearer. , involuntarily stopped, and looked back at the direction of Yizhuyuan, always feeling that something was wrong, after thinking about it, unexpectedly, he finally felt a little worried, and turned back to take a look again.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, Mu Yan heard suppressed crying, whimpering like a small animal. Mu Yan's heart sank, and he immediately opened the door. A martial artist with internal strength can see at night Seeing Ning Xi curled up in a ball, her small body twitching, Mu Yan immediately felt distressed.

He quietly walked over and hugged Ning Xi gently in his arms. Mu Yan knew that Ning Xi understood what they said at the banquet, and the child didn't want to make him sad, so he endured the whole journey.Mu Yan has always known that the child is sensitive, and he said that he should take good care of him, but he didn't even take his thoughts into consideration.

Sensing the familiar aura, Ning Xi didn't resist at all, and obediently leaned against Mu Yan's arms.

Wiping away the tears from Ning Xi's eyes, looking at those flushed eyes, Mu Yan hugged Ning Xi and said, "Xi'er, senior brother has to leave for a month. During this time, Xi'er has to do everything by himself. Half a day a day Don't forget, I wrote down everything you have to do every day on a piece of paper, don't be lazy!"

Thinking of Ning Xi's way of striding horses before, a smile flashed in Mu Yan's eyes, he patted Ning Xi's head, and said, "I know Xi'er can do it."

Ning Xi hugged Mu Yan tightly, didn't speak, just nodded and moved her little body.Mu Yan was amused in his heart, but also unconsciously cherished, and slowly coaxed him.After a long time, Mu Yan's mouth was a little dry, looking at Ning Xi lying motionless on his body, Mu Yan said tentatively, "Xi'er?"

no response.

He yelled again, but there was still no response. Mu Yan finally made sure that Ning Xi was asleep. He gently put Ning Xi on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and watched for a while before leaving.

From the shadows outside Yizhu Garden, a figure came out, looking at Mu Yan's back, his handsome appearance was soaked in the dark night, and the corners of his mouth curled up with indescribable evil.

The next day, when Ning Xi woke up, Mu Yan had already set off and left the Red Maple Villa.

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I know that my writing is not good, but I don't know what is wrong. I hope you can make more suggestions when you read the text, thank you!