Is it the same with other big brothers?

After Mingzhu woke up, he had arrived in Shuoyu City.

The two got off the kite and entered the city. The people from the Yueyue Tower were waiting at the gate of the city early, and there was a delicate wooden wheelchair beside them. Seeing the two of them, they quickly bowed and saluted.

Nalian waved his hands, placed Mingzhu, whose walking legs were weak, on the wheelchair, covered him with the crane cloak, and pushed him onto the main street.

Mingzhu leaned lazily on the back of the chair, resting his elbows on the armrest, casually glanced at the people coming and going on the main street.

After so many years, it is said that Yucheng is as prosperous and prosperous as before, and there are more people on the road, and the ears of noisy people hurt.

Mingzhu said: "It is said that Yucheng is not like Shou'an City, it is a small and remote city, how do you plan to occupy it?"

Nalian bought him a sugar figurine and stuffed it in his hand, looked at the crowds of people around, and said casually: "It is said that Yucheng is the main city of Ximu Kingdom, and there are many capable people and strangers, I am afraid that we can't use the method used in Shou'an City , I originally thought that I would just fight directly. Demon cultivators are blessed by nature. There are not many human beings who have reached the Mahayana stage, and it is not worth mentioning below the Mahayana stage. Vulnerable."

Ming Zhu lightly licked the sugar figurine in his hand, and gave a vague "huh". When passing by a liquor store, he suddenly said, "Stop."

The curtain stopped and said, "Why?"

"want to drink."

Na Lian seemed to snicker: "Are you sure?"

Mingzhu pointed to the flying wine banners hanging in the alley, and said: "When you buy peach blossom wine, it's not easy to get drunk. I remember that the peach blossom wine here is very delicious."

Nalian felt that she had to tell him: "Only women drink peach blossom wine, men should drink strong wine."

Ming Zhu raised his hand and polished his nails, and said quietly: "Do you believe that I will pluck the hair on your tail?"

Na Lian had no choice but to say: "OK, wait here, I'll be right back."

With that said, he parked the wheelchair under a cherry tree and walked towards the alley.

Mingzhu waited and ate candy man, maybe because he was dressed in white clothes and white hair and was sitting in a wheelchair too strangely, people who came and went looked at him one after another, muttering something in a low voice.

Zhou Yingxue and Lu Qingkong entered through the city gate, and rushed towards the Yueyue Tower without stopping.

Lu Qingkong frowned and said, "Do you think Nanqinghe will really give Linglong Jade to us?"

Because of the matter of Xi Chu back then, Nan Qinghe somehow stubbornly felt that Mingzhu killed Xi Chu. The order to punish Xi Chu had been hung for many years, and it was not withdrawn until after Mingzhu died. No longer see each other.

Zhou Lingxue said: "Linglongyu and other things, he can't sell them directly at an explicit price, and he will probably sell them at a sky-high price in the black market of Yueyue Tower. As long as we have enough money, he will not push this transaction."

Over the years, Rizhao has also accumulated some savings, and although Junior Uncle Gui He is stingy as always, he is not stingy at all when it comes to saving Shen Di'an.

Lu Qingkong nodded thoughtfully: "I hope everything goes well."

Zhou Lingxue didn't speak, and when he caught a glimpse of the white-haired man sitting in a wheelchair on the side of the road from the corner of his eye, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he instinctively pulled Lu Qingkong to avoid it.

Lu Qingkong was almost dragged to the wall by him, struggling to turn his head: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Lingxue didn't dare to open his eyes to look at that person, for a person as cultivated as Buba, he could tell the meaning with just a glance, he lowered his voice and said, "That person is Buba."

Lu Qingkong was startled, glanced casually and looked away, and said: "He... didn't he say that he is still in Shou'an? Why did he appear in Yucheng?"

Zhou Lingxue shook his head and said, "Tell Master about this, and tell him to be careful..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a man in black clothes coming out of the alley with two jugs of wine, smiling and stopping in front of the white-haired Fubu, and opened his lips to say something. Raising eyebrows, he stretched out his hand, as if threatening something.

For some reason, Zhou Xuxue instinctively felt a palpitation, as if she felt that this scene was an eyesore.

Lu Qingkong whispered: "Is that the curtain?"

Seeing that there is no such thing as the cruelty of tearing up Mahayana monks in the rumors, it seems very harmless and approachable.

Perhaps it was Zhou Nexue's undisguised eyes that startled the two people who were talking, Na Lian and Mingzhu turned their heads to look in their direction at the same time, and unexpectedly met Zhou Nexue's undisguised eyes.

Zhou Lingxue's pupils shrank, and her hands clenched tightly in her sleeves.

Just now a trace of killing intent leaked uncontrollably, it must have been discovered by those two people.

The curtain straightened up, and seemed to be looking at him with great interest. He seemed to want to raise his hand and wave a palm at the person who did not know how to kill him, but before he could raise his hand, he was grabbed by Ming Zhu. Live up the sleeves.

Na Lian lowered his eyes and said in surprise, "He wants to kill me."

Mingzhu didn't dare to look at Zhou Nexue, and said calmly, "Did he kill him?"

Nalian: "..."

Whose family raised this unreasonable person?

Nalian gave up confronting Zhou Lingxue, squatted down and looked at Ming Zhu who was sitting in the wheelchair, and said helplessly, "Which junior is he? Your juniors are everywhere, and any one who comes here just wants to get rid of him." I was killed, Shang Yanfeng and Yan Xueyu almost seriously injured me, my chest is still hurting."

Ming Zhu pursed his lips and said after a long time: "Zhou negative snow."

Na Lian's expression suddenly became a little playful, he smiled ambiguously, and said, "The one who secretly kissed you?"

Ming Zhu's pale face suddenly turned red, he directly raised his foot and kicked towards the curtain, and said angrily, "Go back!"

Na Lian admired the hero who dared to secretly kiss this ancestor. He went around behind the wheelchair and pushed the bright candle forward. On the contrary, I am very interested.

Zhou Lingxue was still waiting for the curtain to make a move, but he didn't expect that the blunt said something to him. His eyes looked a little weird again, staring at Zhou Lingxue so cold that his whole body was cold, and his killing intent was even stronger than before. Make people uncomfortable.

It wasn't until they were far away that Na Lian bent down and whispered: "Were you with that kid a few days ago? What, the ashes are resurgent, is the broken mirror reunited?"

Ming Zhu turned his head and looked at him gloomyly.

Na Lian still didn't know, and was still talking: "Did you kiss again? Did you double cultivate... Oh, no, you are delicate and weak now, if he touches you, you will cry in pain, and you should not be able to go to bed, then Have you ever thought about what to do when you double cultivate in the future?"

Ming Zhu wanted to slap Na Lian with his palm, but considering that there were all people here, he forcibly endured it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Na Lian, are you looking for death? When did I say that I want to have sex with him... ?”

Although Mingzhu has a thick skin, but he is very shy when he doesn't know about love, and he is too embarrassed to say the word Shuangxiu.

Na Lian was a little surprised: "He's been the one you've thought about the most these years, and I thought you had deep roots in love for him, so isn't it?"

Ming Zhu was so angry that he was dizzy, and paused every word: "I, when, when, thought, he,?!"

The curtain pushed him to turn a corner, and in the distance was Yueyue Tower.

"Have you forgotten? A few years before you came to Biri Cliff, you were so delirious with pain every day that you called him by his name more often," Nalian raised his eyebrows and said, "I also asked Xiao Yu'er, and he said that he was in Rizhao The person who has the best relationship with you is that Zhou Xue, you have shared the bed with him, and lived together for many years."

Mingzhu said angrily: "Can you believe Kuayu's words? His brain is rusted, and yours won't work either?"

The curtain let out an "oh", and then asked, "Then you really share the same bed?"

Bright Candle: "..."

Mingzhu was about to faint from the anger, leaning on the back of the chair and panting lightly, his face became even paler.

Although Mingzhu's demon body is strong in cultivation, the years of torture at the bottom of the cliff have ruined his foundation. Not only is his body weak, but he is also prone to illness—if someone hears that a demon cultivator at the Mahayana stage would still If you get sick from time to time, others will think that the person who said this is a fool.

Na Lian saw that he was really about to get angry, and realized his conscience: "Okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't get angry."

Soon, the two arrived at Yueyue Tower, and the servant recognized them and quickly led them in.

In the Yueyue Tower, a man dressed in black and with a stern demeanor was standing in the empty lobby, staring expressionlessly under the table, his eyes full of struggle.

Someone came to report and said: "Lord Master, Mr. Lian and Mr. Buba have arrived."

Nan Qinghe nodded, indicating that he understood. Instead of welcoming the two distinguished guests, he was dumbfounded by the servant, lifted his clothes and squatted down, reaching out his hand towards the white ball under the table.

The boy hesitated and said, "Lord, this..."

Nan Qinghe ignored the others, fixed his eyes on the little fox curled up under the table, and said, "Come here."

He has been in charge of Yueyue Tower for so many years, and his majesty and indifference have already been soaked in his bones. Even if he is coaxing people, he still has a commanding and cold tone and expression.

As expected, the little fox shivered and shrank even tighter.

There was a rare look of bewilderment on the face of the decisive man. He leaned forward and lowered his voice: "Xi Chu, come here, the bottom is dirty."

Xi Chuli ignored him, trembling non-stop.

Nan Qinghe has been coaxing him for a long time, and Xi Chu, who doesn't have much sense, doesn't remember him at all, but dare not approach him because of his cold aura.

After a while, the curtain and bright candles came from outside, and the sound of the wheelchair slowly resounded in the lobby. Nan Qinghe then stood up, waved his clothes, and looked at the two of them indifferently.

Xi Chu sensed Ming Zhu's aura the moment he appeared, and immediately the beast's pupils lit up, and he let out a small milky sound, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" He rushed towards the bright candle suddenly.

Ming Zhu caught him and held him gently in his arms, with a soft look on his face: "Okay, I'm here."

Xi Chu groaned, licking Ming Zhu's hand with the tip of her pink tongue, and her eyes were full of attachment.

After coaxing for a long time, Nan Qinghe didn't get a look from anyone: "..."