Travel back in time

Unknowingly, the members of the gang gradually lost their hostility towards this woman of unknown origin with a light veil, and sometimes even looked at her from behind, making people want to see what a gorgeous beauty was under the veil.

In the blink of an eye, Nangong Ling was also seven or eight years old, and his black and white eyes were as clear as water, reflecting the appearance of that person. The child with red lips and white teeth called softly, "Father."

When Ren Ci raised him, he was still a little baby, but now he is very beautiful. If this continues, in a few years, there will be an unparalleled young knight in the world, and I don't know how many girls will lose their hearts. Teenage insomnia.At this moment, seeing Ren Ci looking at him, he said with joy in his eyes: "Aunt Qiu said that Father is very busy, but Ling'er thinks that Father always wants to see me."

Ren Ci saw him running in a hurry when he came over, still panting, couldn't help but hugged him and sat beside her and asked, "Have Linger seen brother recently?"

The elder brother of Nangong Ling mentioned by Ren Ci is just another son of Tianfeng Shishilang. , that is, the wonderful Seng Wuhua that all girls in the world are looking forward to seeing in the future.

Nangong Ling nodded and said, "But brother doesn't want to see me, he's busy practicing kung fu."

Ren Ci couldn't help but smiled and said: "Ling'er, you really want to practice kung fu. The Beggars' Gang is the number one gang in the world. If you are willing to learn, you will be able to practice well."

Nangong Ling nodded, his eyes were clear and soft, and he said: "What father wants Linger to do, Linger will definitely not let you down."

Ren Ci ordered the elders to teach him how to practice. In the eyes of Qiu Lingsu and others, Ren Ci was simply the best person in the world.

And Ren Ci made Nangong Ling learn only the basic exercises, but even so, Nangong Ling was talented and intelligent, and he was also one of the best disciples among the younger generation. Ren Ci couldn't help but envy his talent, but if it wasn't for his deliberation, Nangong Ling's exercises are even higher than now.However, Ren Ci never did such a loss-making business as raising tigers.

And Ren Ci has seen Wu Hua twice.

For the first time in the mist of smoke and water, a young man in white monk clothes sat on a lone boat, playing the piano against the stars and the moon, his eyebrows were picturesque, his lips were red and his teeth were white, like a girl, the brilliance in his eyes was brighter than the stars in the sky, and it was even more impressive What is unforgettable is his expression, handsome, gentle, spotless, like a fairy, no woman in the world can compare.

And such a person, when he heard Nangong Lingruannuo happily calling out: "Father", saw his younger brother admitting the thief as his father, his plain face obviously changed slightly, but it immediately returned to normal, but the trace of hatred was still there. Captured by Ren Ci, he couldn't help but look forward to the other expressions on the face of this scheming young man who hides so deeply, including... The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and Wuhua suddenly threw away the guqin he was playing. After entering the lake, Nangong Ling also seemed very confused, Wuhua said lightly: "Since this piano has been stained with a few drops of my blood, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make ethereal sounds, so it's better to throw it away." The silk scarf, as white as snow, wiped his hands dry.

Nangong Ling couldn't help but sigh slightly: "That's a rare Guqin in the world."

Suddenly Nangong Ling seemed to understand something, and sighed: "Brother, you are so spotless, you may not be able to survive a day in the mundane world."

The corners of Ren Ci's mouth rose slightly, indeed, who would have thought that such an elegant and wonderful monk would kill someone, and more than one person, it was a sea of ​​blood.

After tasting the vegetarian dishes made by Wuhua, Ren Ci also had to praise him. He is indeed the best monk Wuhua in Qin, poetry, chess, Zen and cooking in the Jianghu.

And the second time I saw Wuhua, it was Jiangshangyue Xingxing Fan, Wuhua looked more spotless, quiet, talking and laughing with Ren Ci, and she didn't have any emotions at all, her demeanor was elegant and charming, because of cooking. A hint of fireworks.

Wuhua's voice was beautiful and pleasant to listen to and smiled: "Bangzhu Ren, I don't know how many times I see Wuhua, what's the matter?"

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