Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

Depressed, but I can't lift up my strength in my heart, feel empty, and feel a little regretful.

Tantai Chunshui, you have to wait until the day I find Bai Langlang, and don't let my sister become a widow.He closed his eyes, and there was silence in his ears. At this moment, it seemed that he was the only one in Nuodaqian Mountain.

"Song Jing?" Accompanied by the sound of rubbing clothes while walking, a cold voice sounded in front of Song Jing.

The intonation is very strange, with unconscious stiffness, and the pronunciation is peculiar, not like someone from Xia Zhi.

"En." Song Jing raised his eyelids, and a tall, silver-haired man stood in front of him, three meters away from him, as if he was very unwilling to get close to him.

He has a deep profile, a barbarian, with a pair of icy blue eyes, like a frozen lake in a mirror, cold, hard and beautiful.

"Where is Xia Yu?" This man's handsome facial features were also like those molded by ice and snow, clean and cold, freezing a good-looking face, with graceful and clear lines like a sculpture, but lifeless.

Song Jing narrowed her eyes: "He didn't come."

In the man's icy blue eyes, extremely complex emotions flashed so quickly that Song Jing almost thought that he was hallucinating.

"Norzamir wants to see you." He left a sentence, turned and left, his whole body was filled with coldness.

Only then did Song Jing see that his long silver hair was tied behind him, braided into a scorpion tail braid that reached down to his calves, and was quietly attached to his straight back, like a scorpion tail that was silently lurking and deadly when it moved. I felt chills in my heart.

"Where is she?" Song Jing stood up straight, did the little girl come too?

"Kitchen." Leaving two words without emotion, he didn't stop, and disappeared into the space folding array.

great, where is the kitchen?

Song Jing left the tree and started wandering around again.Just find Nozamir and ask, who is this person?Why are you looking for Xia Yu?

The layout of the front mountain is complicated, Song Jing is not in a hurry and slowly wanders around.

Everyone else was busy non-stop, but his leisurely figure wandered around, eye-catching in the crowd.Especially for Song Jing who was formally dressed up, many ladies from aristocratic families who went out to look around couldn't take their eyes off, asking which young master this was.

After learning that he was the second son of the Xiao family, the mysterious temperament, childhood experience, and the blood of the Xiao family made the ladies all the more excited, and couldn't help but want to get closer.But when they were about to walk to that person, the ladies who were also monks naturally felt Song Jing's alienated and indifferent aura, the indifference of not wanting to get close to others, and the world that could not tolerate others.

It's very interesting, the ladies backed away with admiration in their eyes, they are monks, and they are in aristocratic families, so they naturally understand the overall situation and know how to advance and retreat.

Song Jing narrowed her narrow eyes and walked all the way, seeing many girls just following without disturbing her, so she let it go.It just doesn't feel good to be watched like this.Counting the time, the wedding should start, and many people began to gather in the meeting hall.

I should go too.

He stopped, looked in the direction, and walked towards that place.Nozamir, the guy who stole food, should be in the meeting hall.You know, she came here on behalf of the entire barbarian clan.

The closer you get to the meeting hall, the more honorable monks there are.Song Jing was dressed in a Chinese robe, with an indifferent demeanor, which was obviously different from the polite monks around her, and naturally attracted a lot of attention.But knowing that he was the second son of the Xiao family back then, I am afraid that there are still very few people, otherwise the eyes at this moment would not be just curious exploration, but piercing greed.

Entering the meeting hall, the space overlapping spell was also used inside. The dome is high above the ground, like an untouchable sky, and the radiance above it illuminates the entire open space.

The crowd was full of people.

Song Jing frowned, and stood against the wall in the corner, trying to see through the layers of human walls in front of him, to see clearly where the people from several big families were, but his height was still that of a 14-year-old boy, and he could see everything at a glance. With a dark back, black lines could not help but appear all over his face.

He didn't want to squeeze into the middle or the front, he was counting the time, but someone patted him heavily on the shoulder: "Haha, Qingli Qingli."

The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, showing an immature style.

"Northamier." Song Jing pulled down her little hand on her shoulder, looked sideways at the girl with long brown curly hair and blue cat eyes, her lips were slightly soft, "How did you find me?"

"Someone told me." Nozamir stuck out his tongue, "Don't ask me who he is. He is stronger than me. He came here secretly. I can't tell."

Song Jing raised his eyebrows to understand the man with ice-blue eyes: "Did you tell him about Xia Yu?"

"That..." Nozamir rolled his eyes a few times, and blinked pretending to be stupid, "Did I say that? Qingli, I didn't."

Well, Song Jing knew that if someone as straightforward as Nuosha Mier couldn't say it, then she really couldn't say it.Although he had a way to make out words, he couldn't hurt the defenseless Nozamir like this.Sure enough, once a person has something to worry about and care about, he will be restrained in everything he does.

It doesn't matter.Song Jing lowered her eyelashes, the man showed no hostility.Anyway, soon, I will leave here, and there are many things out of my control.Norsamir would not defend a person who wanted to hurt Xia Yu like this.

I was only interested in that person's vaguely powerful aura, barbarian people, they also have such powerful monks.

"Let's go, let's go to Qingli over there." Nuosha Mier pulled Song Jing to squeeze into the crowd, but Song Jing grabbed her wrist.

"Don't go."

"Why?" Nozamir blinked her green cat eyes, "Qingli, are you shy?"

The corner of her mouth twitched, and Song Jing leaned closer to Nuosha Mier's ear: "I want to leave here quietly."

"You want to—" Nozamir exclaimed, then took a breath, covered her mouth and asked in a low voice, "Qingli is leaving?" Her blue cat eyes were shining brightly, her face was full of surprise and excitement .

This saint is really——Song Jing squinted her eyes and squinted at her: "Do you want to help?"

"You hurt me." Nozamir looked eager to try, but pretended to be embarrassed.

"Forget it." Song Jing looked away.

"I'll do it." Nuosha Mier grabbed Song Jing, "Qingli, you made me admit it."

"You are a saint, let's go quietly, no one else will know." Song Jing thought clearly, and now that Nuoshamir is here, her plan is much more sure, "But Tantai Qingyan will definitely know. He has people watching me."

"Where is it?" Nozamir pricked up his ears and looked around.

"Not now. There are so many people here, he dare not."

"Then Qingli, once you go out, you will be followed again, right?" Nuoshamir looked at him nervously, "Qingli, you committed a crime, why did Tantai treat you like this?"

"I went out to find someone, and I will come back." Song Jing patted her on the head, her eyes were dark and bright, "Even if he knew that you helped me leave, he wouldn't blame you, let alone make a big fuss. Help me Don't help?"

Nuosha Mier lowered her head and blushed, and muttered softly, "You use a beauty trick, Xia Zhi people are so despicable." The words were so soft that Song Jing didn't hear her, she pouted her lips: "Okay, okay, I'll help you .Also, I am a candidate for a saint, not a saint yet."

What Song Jing thought before was that when Tantai Chunshui and Hongli's partner contract were concluded, when she left the hall, there would be a time lag before being noticed. If she walked more secretly, the chance of being discovered would be lower.Taking advantage of this time difference to leave, even if Tantai Qingyan was notified by the spy, on the one hand, he would not be able to leave on such an occasion, and on the other hand, he would not be able to mobilize people to arrest him.Instead, he had to help himself hide it and find the perfect excuse for Xiao Qingli's absence.

This time is enough to leave by myself.

Now that there is more Nozamir, if the spy sees him leaving with the barbarian saintess candidate Nozamir, he will not notify Tantai Qingyan in advance or call his companions to take measures to force him back to the hall.

Time becomes more abundant.

And just like what he said, Nuosha Mier will not be harmed, not to mention that Tantai Qingyan can't deal with her equally noble status, again he will not announce this matter.

Song Jing bent her thin lips and smiled faintly: "This time, nothing will go wrong."

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60 like a bird

更新时间2010-5-1317:20:13字数：4050

Nuosha Mier stood in the corner with Song Jing, and the blue cat's eyes slipped onto Song Jing's indifferent and pale face from time to time.

Touching Song Jing's waist with her elbow, she said cheerfully, "Tell me, wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to leave while the wedding is in progress?"

"No one will notice us." Song Jing glanced at her lightly, "As long as you are quiet, don't attract too much attention."

Just as he was speaking, the sound in the entire hall gradually decreased, and within a few dozen scenes, the hall that was still full of people before was completely silent and silent.Song Jing forcefully forced Nozamil's words back into her stomach with her eyes, and the melodious and ethereal music lingered in her ears, like white clouds flowing over rocks, raindrops moistening green leaves, clear springs brushing over pebbles, jingling jingling , leisurely and gracefully, hearing a clear and peaceful heart.

The sound of the music was like a zither, Song Jing's heart was ethereal, watching the monks in front of him retreating neatly, he let out a slight sigh of praise, happy