flapping wings

Mu Xiaoque sat on the main seat and looked at the information with the gentle eyes of the old woman. It was already dark outside, but he still had no intention of getting up.

The words went straight from the eyes to the Tianling Gai, but his mind was in a mess, and there was no room for thinking at all.

He didn't understand what Qi Ping liked about him, and retreated again and again, sending himself to the lowest point, and he didn't know what he should do?

The only thing that can be confirmed is that Yunhe City is in such a mess, he can't just throw away Qi Ping as easily as a burden.

Mu Xiaoque put down her pen, tidied up the table, and rubbed her sore arm, "I'm leaving first, it's too late for him to make trouble again."

In the middle of the moon, Mu Xiaoque finally arrived at the west wing of Zhou's house.

He stood in front of the courtyard gate and looked in. The room that belonged to him and Qi Ping was still lit, and the candlelight seemed to warm the heart.

He closed his eyes and exhaled lightly before finally stepping into the door.

The creaking sound of stepping on the stairs seemed a bit harsh in such a quiet late night, and a discordant clacking sound suddenly sounded.

Mu Xiaoque stopped and looked up, while Qi Ping was looking down with his head stretched out.

The eyes of the two met, and Qi Ping had a happy smile on his face, "Hey, it's not kind of you to leave your friend alone for such a long time!"

Mu Xiaoque raised her hand and touched the back of her neck uncomfortably, then covered her lips and coughed to clear her throat: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Wait for you," Qi Ping ran downstairs and dragged Mu Xiaoque into the house, and after closing the door, he suddenly shook off his hand, with an aggrieved look on his face.

He staggered and fell on the bed and complained: "Yunhe City is so dangerous, but you left me here alone, knowing that without you, I would have nightmares when I slept, and I came back so late. Standing like a log, don't comfort me."

Mu Xiaoque stood there for a long time, and was about to say something when she lowered her head and found that Qi Ping had fallen asleep.

He sighed softly and walked to the bed, carefully took off Qi Ping's coat, picked it up and put it on the bed and covered it with a quilt.

Fingertips inadvertently brushed the black eyes under his eyes, Mu Xiaoque rubbed Qi Ping's hair and whispered: "I'm sorry, and thank you!"

Untiing the small wine jug hanging on the bed, Mu Xiaoque sat on the edge of the bed and drank lightly, admiring the only scenery in the whole room, the aroma of wine was overflowing, intoxicating and intoxicating.

When everything was silent, he suddenly looked towards the window, "Since you're here, come in and have a seat."

A chuckle sounded, Xiang Qing'er opened the window and entered, a phantom flashed by, she had already reached Mu Xiaoque, and she was about to snatch the flagon from his hand.

Mu Xiaoque slightly moved back the hand holding the pot, and sat down at the table.

At the same time, the bed curtain fell mercilessly in front of Xiang Qing'er's eyes, revealing the scenery inside, and the host refused to be prying.

She snorted softly, moved slowly to the side of the table, and looked down at Mu Xiaoque condescendingly, "Did you do that stronghold of the Death Demon Sect?"

Seeing Mu Xiaoque nod, Xiang Qinger frowned, "Aren't you afraid that they will find out your identity?"

"My status is nothing to be ashamed of, not to mention," Mu Xiaoque twitched the corner of her eyes lightly, "They owe me, of course they have to pay back."

"What do I owe you?" Xiang Qing'er looked around at Mu Xiaoque a few times, "I don't see where you were injured."

Mu Xiaoque tilted her head and replied, "They almost destroyed my jug."

"Virtue," Xiang Qing'er tapped Mu Xiaoque's forehead, sat down, frowned and pondered for a moment with her chin propped on her chin, then sighed meaningfully: "The servant you picked up out of nowhere can really cause trouble, and you're a little too naive .”

Mu Xiaoque fiddled with the flagon in her hand, whispered: "He is very good, very cute."

Xiang Qing'er's expression darkened, and she sighed softly: "If the Demon Dao still wants to deal with you, I will try my best to delay it for you. Is there any progress in the Qi family tragedy?"

"Since entering Yunhe City, those people haven't appeared again," Mu Xiaoque said in a worried tone, "But so many things have happened recently, it's hard to guarantee that they didn't do anything."

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The next day, when Qi Ping opened his eyes, it was already daylight. He was stunned, and sat up from the bed.

Looking around at the furnishings of the entire room, when he saw the white clothes hanging on the screen, he quietly let out a sigh of relief.

After washing, it happened that Mu Xiaoque came into the room with a bag of food. He rushed to hug Mu Xiaoque, and left quickly before the other party could react, "Qe'er, good morning, I miss you a little bit."

Mu Xiaoque looked slightly stunned, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, turned into a warm current and poured into his heart, and then crazily grew countless small tentacles that gently scratched his heart, itching, making him quite uncomfortable.

He stretched out his hand to straighten Qi Ping's wet temples, his voice was low, sounding gentle and affectionate, "Yesterday you said to wait for me, then you slept with me in your arms all night, and now you say you miss me, what kind of tricks are you trying to do?" ?”

Qi Ping suppressed the urge to kiss him, looked at him innocently, suddenly pointed at him and frowned slightly, wondering: "What are you seducing me for?"

The two stood at the door and looked at each other for a moment, Mu Xiaoque's ears blushed, she lowered her eyes slightly and pursed her lips, pushing Qi Ping away and walking towards the room.

Qi Ping was almost pushed and sat on the ground, scratching his hair, feeling aggrieved, "Why are you angry again?"

"I'm out of breath, come over to eat," Mu Xiaoque put the meatloaf on the table, "I thought you were going to mess around again, I was wrong."

Qi Ping turned his head around, but still didn't understand what Mu Xiaoque wanted to express.

He walked to the table and sat down, then took out all the meatloaf in the bag, took a bite one by one, and pushed them in front of Mu Xiaoque, "You didn't coax me yesterday, you have to make up for it today, eat it!"

Mu Xiaoque folded her arms and leaned back on the chair, staring coldly at the meat pies, "Are you a stupid dog? Stupid and stupid."

"Hmph, I don't want to eat, I'll forget it if I die of starvation," Qi Ping slapped the chopsticks on the table, imitating Mu Xiaoque, folded his arms and spread them back.

Then he said to himself, feeling sorry for himself: "Anyway, no one loves me, even if I starve to death, no one will care, besides, I didn't eat all day yesterday, didn't I starve to death, what's the difference? Be strong and be independent."

Mu Xiaoque frowned, went to the bedside and turned over on Qi Ping's side, the snacks under the pillow really didn't move.

He walked back again, and when passing by Qi Ping, he patted the back of Qi Ping's head, sat back on the stool and exhaled twice, picked up a meatloaf with chopsticks and began to eat slowly.

"Forgive you," Qi Ping picked up the chopsticks and swallowed at Mu Xiaoque while eating, wanting to kiss and chew.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and he swallowed the meatloaf, wiped his hands on his clothes and hurried to open the door.

I saw Fang Jianzhi leading a group of disciples standing outside the door, "Today is the day when the Zhou family holds a meeting, do you want to join in the fun?"

"Today? So soon," Qi Ping turned his head and looked at Mu Xiaoque, saw him pick up a handkerchief and began to wipe his mouth, so he nodded and said: "Brother Fang and brothers, please wait a little while."

After closing the door and entering the house, Qi Ping repacked the food on the table into paper bags, ran to the screen and picked up clean clothes for Mu Xiaoque to put on, then raised his sword and took the meat pie with the disciples of Xuanxiu School to the front yard.

There were already a lot of people waiting in the square in the front yard, Qi Ping and Mu Xiaoque consciously stood at the outermost edge, and a stage was set up in front of the crowd with a row of stools placed on it.

Except for the main seat, almost all of them were already filled. Master Wu Jing from Shaolin Temple, Fang Jianzhi from Xuanxiu School, and Qi Ping from Tianshan School had all met them, and they couldn't tell who was who.

Hua Buluo suddenly approached the two of them, and said meaningfully: "Yesterday, I didn't see the two brothers at the foothold of the Demon Dao."

"Maybe you went too late," Qi Ping patted Hua Buluo's hand on Mu Xiaoque's shoulder, and pulled him to his side, "Don't mess with my Que'er."

Hua Buluo rolled her eyes, straightened her front skirt which was scratched by Qi Ping, and fanned her chest with the fan in her hand.

He said leisurely: "Before the Zhou family caught fire that night, many people heard the sound of fighting coming from your guest room, and Fang Jianzhi has also confirmed that the demons came for you two, so we were also affected by the fire." A disaster of no purpose."

"Aren't you cold?" Qi Ping glanced at the dazzled fan, and fled to the side with contempt to escape the cool wind.

He rolled his eyes and said mockingly: "Are you worthy of talking about an indiscriminate disaster? The original purpose of the Demon Dao was your Tianshan Sect and Xuanxiu Sect, but in the end we made a cross, and that's why we were targeted. The sex is really big enough, and the logic of thinking is top-notch."

"Do you know how many people were killed and injured?" Hua Buluo closed her fan and counted them one by one: "Five people from the Xuanxiu faction were injured, one person was killed and four were injured from our Tianshan faction, and the other small sects were killed and injured even more." many."

"Are you going to blame me and Que'er for all these things?" Qi Ping interrupted Hua Buluo with a rather unkind tone, and his eyes gleamed with anger.

He took half a step forward and snorted, "It's the devil who kills, it's the devil who sets fire, it's the devil who planted the explosives, why, Brother Hua can't beat the devil, so you blame us two victims? It's amazing, you deserve it After a famous family."

"Ahem, cough, that's not what I meant," Qi Ping sarcastically said, Hua Buluo's face turned red and then turned white, and he simply stopped circling around, "I just want to ask the two of you who destroyed the stronghold of the Demon Dao, right?"

"We did it, what do you want?" Qi Ping looked at Hua Buluo vigilantly, "Report on us?"

"Why do you think so darkly! It's too choking!" Hua Buluo sighed angrily, and fanned the wind again.

Holding his fan, he wished he could slap Qi Ping to death, and asked angrily, "Where did you get the stronghold of the Demon Dao? When we were drinking yesterday, we also discussed the prestige of killing the Demon Dao!"

Qi Ping thinks this is a good idea, since the Demon Dao is strangled by the Righteous Dao, it is estimated that the attention on them will be reduced a lot.

He leaned over and wrapped Mu Xiaoque's ears and whispered his intentions.

Being blown by the hot air, Mu Xiaoque felt uncomfortable all over, he tightly clenched his hands behind his back, and pressed against Qi Ping's torment.

"Enough! Stop talking!" Under Qi Ping's curious gaze, Mu Xiaoque looked at Hua Buluo meaningfully for a moment, then shook her head at Qi Ping expressionlessly.

Patiently explained: "There are people in the righteous way who are not clean, and they carefully fold themselves into it."

Qi Ping froze for a moment, looked dazzled with a dangerous expression, turned his head to Mu Xiaoque and asked in a moderate voice: "Then it seems that we have to silence, Que'er, you said we poisoned him to death and buried him alive Or burn him?"

"I...I'm very tight-lipped," Hua Buluo quickly waved his hand, "I promise I won't say anything, even when my own father comes."

Qi Ping squeezed Hua Buluo's shoulder and sneered a few times, rolled his eyes, and raised his chin to the high platform, "Tell me who are those first? Show me your loyalty."

Hua Buluo was quite on the road, pointing to a brown-red haired man and said: "That's the wild fox from Yehuling."

It turned out that it was Yehu, and Mu Xiaoque thought he was asking questions, so she gave him a Jianghu information booklet, which contained records about Yehuling and Yehu.

There has always been a rule in Yehuling, that is, no matter who becomes the owner of the mountain, he must abandon his original name and call himself "Yehu".

Yehu came here in person this time probably because of Du Sanniang. Four years ago, he was the one who summoned the right way to encircle and suppress Du Sanniang. Now that this woman has come back from the dead, of course he wants to come.

Hua Buluo pointed to a bearded man and said: "That is He Lan, the head of the Qingyang School, you should have heard of him, right?"

Seeing Qi Ping nodding, he pointed to the two vacant seats and continued: "Those two seats were originally prepared for the Wuhu Gang and the Honghe Gang, but you also saw that day, Qian Shaochun returned to the gang, and Wan Hong probably did too. .”

After Han Yi and others from the Chaoyin Sect had introduced everything, and there was only one female nun left, Qi Ping waved his hand. This female nun should be Master Henghen from Longquan Temple.

Master Heng Hate's real surname is Zhou, and she was originally from the Zhou family, but 20 years ago, for some reason, she was kicked out by the Zhou family.

As a result, he has a deep relationship with Qi Wuji, and this time he must be seeking justice for Qi Wuji.

The author says:

Has any cutie guessed what Mu Xiaoque is looking forward to?Finally, I would like to thank the lovely Goose Goose for drawing Xiao Pinger's beautiful picture. I have been looking forward to it since I received the news. When I saw the picture, I almost shed three liters of tears. If you want to see the cute little one, you can go to my Weibo. At the same time, I would also like to thank all the lovely readers for their support. I can’t express my gratitude in words, so I will give you my heart