The next day, Nalan Fengjin opened the door and saw Ling Yinglie at the door. He looked normal, but his expression was different from the previous two days.
Nalan Fengjin's eyes saw another figure at the next moment. His eyes just shrink.
Ling Yinglie followed her gaze and looked back, and saw Nalan Xuyan. Nalan Xuyan also saw Ling Yinglie.
But at this moment, a banging sound was heard, and Nalan Fengjin closed the door tightly, blocking Nalan Xuyan's gaze outside the door.
This move shocked the waiter who delivered the food.
Seeing this, Nalan Xuyan smiled even more gently.
Ling Yinglie was very indifferent to this.
Nalan Fengjin suddenly opened the door again and walked out
At this time, Nalan Xuyan passed by her. Whether it was intentional or not, Nalan Fengjin raised her eyebrows maliciously and asked, "Don't block the way."
Nalan Xuyan moved closer to her and replied softly: "Okay."
Nalan Fengjin smiled: "How good."
Nalan Xuyan smiled softly and said, "I don't blame you."
Nalan Fengjin sneered at this.
Nalan Xuyan came closer and said softly: "Why are you controlled by him?"
Hearing this, Nalan Fengjin was startled. She was about to reply to him, "Do you care?" But she didn't expect that at this time, Nalan Xuyan actually reached out and caressed her cheek. When she came to her senses, Nalan Fengjin said calmly. : "He is controlled by me."
Nalan Xuyan sighed softly, shook his head, lowered his head and whispered softly: "He wants to take advantage of you, you must be careful, tolerate it if you can, find an opportunity to leave, and come to me if you need help." After that, Not waiting for Nalan Fengjin's answer, and not minding Nalan Fengjin's squinting hostility at all, he left with a smile.
Looking at Nalan Xuyan's leaving back, Nalan Fengjin snorted and said to himself: He already knew it without him reminding him! Ling Yinglie was poisoned on purpose, and she knew it well when he stayed by her side.
During the day, he was doing routine detoxification for Ling Yinglie. At night, Nalan Fengjin felt that it was not interesting, so he went out. Ling Yinglie naturally followed.
On the road at night, Yao Guang's figure was in front, followed by Ling Yinglie, and the accompanying servants were behind.
On an autumn night, the sky is slightly cool, and there are occasional strange sounds from the semi-withered shrubs around, as if small animals are passing through in search of food.
Nalan Fengjin was very quiet tonight, not saying a word. I don't know if it was because the moonlight was too bright, but Ling Ying felt that Nalan Fengjin's back looked rather indifferent.
The two of them were silent all the way, but they didn't ride their horses in a hurry. They just walked leisurely on their horses, each with their own concerns.
She didn't know how long she had been walking when she suddenly heard Ling Yinglie turn around and say to her, "What are you laughing at?"
Nalan Fengjin was startled, looked at Ling Yinglie strangely, and said inexplicably: "Am I smiling?"
Ling Yinglie turned around and said, "Yes."
Nalan Fengjin subconsciously reached out and touched the corner of his mouth, and found that it was indeed upward. He couldn't help but secretly thought: Did he really laugh out loud?
Ling Yinglie looked at her quite embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject: "I only have nine days to cure the poison I've been poisoned with. Apart from you, is there anyone else in the world who can cure this poison?"
Nalan Fengjin replied simply: "No."
"Really?" Ling Yinglie asked suspiciously.
Nalan Fengjin said: "You might as well give it a try."
"You are also a genius." Ling Yinglie said.
Nalan Fengjin smiled and said nothing.
Ling Yinglie fell silent. No one would joke with his life. In fact, he also knew that what he asked was nonsense.
There are rumors in the world that Nalan Fengjin is the only disciple of the old man Xuanxue. After receiving his true inheritance, he is even better than his predecessors. This is not a rumor, it is true because the Ling family went to verify it. No need to doubt.
At this moment, Ling Yinglie was a little depressed. The Ling family was the most poisonous sect in the world, and he was also a rare talent that could only be seen in a century. The old man Xuanxue has not been born for a long time, and many people don't even know what he looks like. How did Nalan Fengjin become his disciple, and he is still the only one. The only one, it's the only one, and he managed to be the best in the world.
Today, the sixteenth day of the lunar month, the moon seems to be rounder than last night. Nalan Fengjin went to a wine shop outside the city and had a drink.
Nalan Fengjin stretched after eating and drinking, and was in a very good mood. He didn't know if it was because of the alcohol, but he suddenly laughed and said, "I'm going to take the first step." Without waiting for Ling Yinglie to respond, he waved his riding whip and started on his own. The horse galloped.
Ling Yinglie looked at the figure walking away, thought for a moment, and then chased after him.
The night wind blew past his ears. Thinking of Nalan Xuyan's expression in the morning, Nalan Fengjin felt comfortable all over. The more I thought about it, the more I got carried away, and my horse couldn't help but speed up. Things flew by before my eyes.
But at this moment, when he sat down, the horse suddenly neighed and cracked, and the horse's front legs suddenly broke. Nalan Fengjin was shocked, but because the horse was too fast, he could no longer control the tendency of falling forward. At the same time, he fell forward with the horse, and was about to fall headfirst to the ground. Nalan Fengjin hurriedly raised his breath and wanted to jump up, but at this moment, a huge net suddenly appeared in front of him. Everything was too sudden. No matter how high Nalan Fengjin's Qing Gong was, he couldn't escape. In the blink of an eye, he was caught in the giant net. Then he heard the neighing of horses and the giant net was dragged away. Nalan Fengjin was furious for a moment.
At the same time, several masked men jumped out of the bushes and attacked Ling Yinglie. The sky was filled with dust under the moonlight. It's lime powder! At this moment, among the crowd surrounding him, a man rose into the air, it was Ling Yinglie. At this moment, all that could be seen was that Ling Yinglie was covered in dust, and it seemed that she could no longer open her eyes.
Nalan Fengjin in the giant net was dragged by the horse and ran wildly. At this moment, Nalan Fengjin was not very panicked. She calmed down and listened to the sound to identify her position. She quickly shot the silver needle backwards and wrapped it around the horse's neck. She heard a puff sound and pulled the head of the horse that was dragging her away. break. The man on the horse did not expect such a sudden change. He fell off the horse at a very fast speed and happened to hit a straight and sharp bare branch by the roadside, killing him instantly.
Nalan Fengjin broke free from the giant net and rushed towards the crowd where Ling Yinglie was standing as soon as he raised his energy. There is only one thought in my mind, Ling Yinglie cannot die yet!
