Mother's Chosen Master

Someone has recently fallen hopelessly in love with practicing qigong.

Of course Jingtong is delighted to hear it!Because in this way, she won't come to get tired of being with herself every day, and say something that makes her blush and heartbeat, and it's hard to respond. As long as you don't stay with her, those intimate contacts will not happen. Can make people breathe a sigh of relief.

But I haven't seen her in the past few days, and I miss her a lot. Even if the little girl who brought the food has become the microphone between them, and will bring some news about her from time to time, Jingtong still misses her and wants to go and see she!Up to now, Jing Tong has become the most contradictory person in the face of Nian Xia's hot and straightforward feelings for her.

"Sister Xiaohong said that if you miss her very much, she allows you to visit her secretly."

"Tomorrow you tell her, just practice and don't daydream."

"Ok."

Holding the food box, looking at the lively back of the little girl, Jingtong shook her head, so she didn't want to take the initiative to look at that person.

Qingfeng Piaoying is a unique skill of qinggong, which can also be transformed into moves, and its attack power is not weak.

It was also because Huo Qinglian was willing to teach someone with talent. 20 years ago, the masked person not only took away her brother's child, but also confused the elders at that time, and took away Huo's martial arts secrets, which caused many young people to fail to pick up, and Huo's descendants were no longer outstanding. The people who were originally proud of the family's dropping out of school are going extinct day by day.

"If my elder brother and I hadn't been very close since we were young, according to the family rules, he wouldn't be able to tell me the last formula. At that time, he firmly believed that I could do it, and said that I must be better than him. I kept secretly teach me."

Alas, how can such a good person have to go through the later ones? What would they be like if nothing happened?

Huo Qinglian's thoughts drifted far away, Nangong Ting called her many times before pulling her back.

"Aunt Lian, then I have to study hard. Also, the relationship between you and your brother is really enviable!"

"Why?" Looking sideways at the little guy next to him, "What are you envious of?"

"If my brother and I are so good, I don't have to worry about it."

He tiptoed someone who was pretending to be dead on the ground, "You are young, what are you worried about? Get up, don't think about being lazy again."

"Okay!" A carp stood up straight, and ran to the plum blossom pile to practice the basic skills of its legs.

She likes the worry-free child the most, Aunt Lian curled her mouth and quickly walked in front of Nangong Tingting.

A month later, Nangong Tingting showed off her small and successful leg skills in front of Jingtong.

Someone even named the two moves she practiced as Feng Xiao and Snake Shadow.

Xiuwan ran up to Jingtong again, hugging her, shaking her, begging for praise.

"What do you want me to say?"

Oops, Nangong Ting felt that sooner or later she would drown in such gazes, "Call me amazing!"

"You are amazing!" But his hands were on her ears.

As soon as she squeaks, she can pinch her seven inches precisely, and she knows her too well.

"Don't be proud. Do you hear me?"

Heck, he bit his pink cheek.

"Okay." Only after stamping a seal can it take effect.

Before the master's big hand came down, he twisted his waist and hid ten meters away. It is really necessary to practice light kung fu for a happy life in the future.

Waving his hands, his eyes narrowed into a line of laughter, "I'm going to work in the kitchen!"

Sliding quite fast, Jingtong laughed angrily, and then thought of what Sister Lan wrote in her letter, her smile froze and her brows were furrowed.

A few simple sentences in the letter made Jingtong feel that she was in a difficult situation, otherwise she would not have allowed Nangong Ting to stay in Mo Yunxuan for the New Year, nor would she have written that she would hand over Nangong Ting to her.

Just, what exactly happened?

In just one month, a force flocked to Yuecheng, all aimed at Casting Heart Villa.Lan Zirui, who was busy finding out the truth about Nangong Lian's death, was caught off guard. The villa had a geographical advantage, plus its own defenses. Unfortunately, Nangong Han tore a hole in everything, allowing the group of people to attack easily. .

At first glance, the people who came here were all wild people, clamoring for famous swords, and they called back and called again. most often.

Some of the valuable things in the Zhuangzi, some of which Lan Zirui put in the secret compartment in her room, and others had to be moved to the sword casting room first.

The sword casting room must be well guarded, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Actually, it's not bad. Because of this group of people, I can't even worry about Nangong Zheng and Nangong Suing."

"I still have the heart to talk about this!" Zhao Lan teased in a low voice, following Lan Zirui closely.

The people to the west of the villa are all Nangonghan's people, probably because he was afraid that Lan Zirui would deal with him, so he also recruited many experts. Lan Zirui did not give up on finding out the truth, and Lan Zirui also knew that the murderer would definitely not stay in the village, but at least let her find the place of the murder.

With limited time and the need to avoid those people, there were only a few rooms they could find each time.It's better than finding a needle in a haystack, but the number of rooms will not change, but I'm afraid that many clues will disappear after a long time.

"Hey, I've been there last time, here!"

Zhao Lan suppressed her voice and pointed to the front, and the two carefully opened the door.

pitch black

"Don't take out the fire book, do you think you can win this time?"

"Why, want to gamble again?"

"Hmm, 100 taels, I'll bet on it."

"No, I think I can hit it too."

"Forget it, let's stop playing." Lan Zirui lit a fire pocket, and carefully inspected the room, while Zhao Lanqian stared at the door for any movement.

Come here, Lan Zirui gestured, Zhao Lan ran over, she pointed to the wardrobe, the two of them worked together to remove it, the bloodstains left on the wall were really shocking!

It seems that they are going to be lucky!

"It's right here, let's take a look and see if there is anything else."

"Well, I'll try to find out who lives in this house tomorrow during the day." Zhao Lanxuan and Lan Zirui were busy rummaging through boxes and boxes.

"Hey, look!"

The drawing on this drawing is the sleeve crossbow. The imprint on Nangong Lian's wrist is because he was wearing the sleeve crossbow. Maybe he didn't resist.

As for the sleeve crossbow, there should be arrows!

Zhao Lan grabbed Lan Zirui, they should go, they will be discovered if they stay for a long time.

Wait a little longer and give her a little more time.

"Mother!"

In the middle of the night, Nangong Tingting was startled by the nightmare and broke into a cold sweat. He got up and drank some water, but he didn't slow down. He opened the window and blew the night wind for a while.

Is it because I am homesick? I patted my face, Nangong Sui, don't let your imagination run wild.