[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Unintentionally Demolished the CP

Ruthless was on the wheelchair and came out of the dungeon. Behind him was Jin Jiuling who collapsed to the ground.

The forerunners have a vision, even if they are handicapped, they are still full of splendor, but Jin Jiuling has not repented of what he has done until this moment, but thought in his heart that if he was more careful, he would not be caught. Find clues.

In an open martial arts field, the master and the apprentice were talking.

"Since he took this path, Jin Jiuling is no longer the Jin Jiuling that Master had greatly admired."

Ru Qing did not have ups and downs because of the interrogation of Jin Jiuling. He can have today's prestige. How much more than Jin Jiuling is a character in his hands?

On the contrary, it was the middle-aged man standing in front of the ruthless. He had a neatly trimmed beard and sideburns on his face. He put the weapon in his hand on the weapon rack beside him, and sighed as he looked at the interrogation sheet handed over to the ruthless hand: "What's he doing today? Didn't you say it... You have worked hard for you. Oh, why does he need to do this?"

Ruthlessly persuaded: "Everyone has his own aspirations, and Master does not need to feel sorry for him."

He was executed after the year, and he gave an explanation to those who killed him.

A young man in a fancy dress walked happily among the six doors. It was obvious that the scenery inside the six doors was not really beautiful, and he was very happy to see it.

Seeing Wuqing and his master, Zhuge Zheng, talking to me from a distance, he waved his hand towards the place, then put away some of his happiness, slowed his pace, walked over, and shouted "Zhuge Aiqing" with a reserved voice.

Zhuge Zheng I: "???"

ruthless:"!!!"

Why is the little emperor here? How did he get out of the palace?

Although it was winter, it was not snowing all day long. When Shen Nai walked back, there was no snow falling from the sky.

When she was passing by a high-rise building, she saw a room upstairs in the high-rise building. The doors and windows were open, and there was a person sitting on the ground, with snow on his hair and face, like a snowman.

Shen Nai's footsteps slowed down unconsciously.

She was faster than Huo Xiu and Sikong Zhaixing, who were still catching up.

Standing on the eaves where she could see the room, she didn't use her inner strength to protect her body, her dress was rustling in the wind, Shen Nai looked at the snowman carefully, but it still didn't move.

Such a strong wind.

There was a lot of snow on the ground, and there was a thin layer of snow in that room.

Was that person... a snowman, or was he frozen to death?

Shen Nai listened intently and heard his very shallow breathing.

Greeting the room that had been snowing all day and night, a woman stepped into it gently like a cloud.

Gong Jiu's eyelashes trembled, she half-opened her eyes, and what she saw was Shen Nai who was half-squatting in front of her, her fingers resting on her neck, checking her pulse.

still alive.

Shen Nai brushed off the white snow covering his face with his hand, Gong Jiu only felt a warm palm covering the cold.

- "Gong Jiu?"

The uninvited person opened his mouth in surprise.

Shen Nai just stood on the eaves and thought for a while, but decided to see if the snowman was still alive. It's too pitiful to freeze to death on such a cold day...

Unexpectedly, he was still an acquaintance.

"It is you."

Gong Jiu's voice was hoarse and dry, but his body still didn't move much, but his eyes slowly recovered.

"What are you doing here?" After simply expressing her own question, Gong Jiu closed her eyes again, resembling a snowman again.

Shen Nai stood up, raised his fox fur, and cleaned him of the snow on his body. The hair on his hair was not easy to clean. Even the bottom layer of snow had melted, and the light and colorless snow water wet Gong Jiu's jet black. long hair...

It made Shen Nai's heart tremble.

Unlike Gong Jiu, who used to be ruthless or sinister or lost, the youth at this time, although indifference, showed fragility like a snowflake.

Huo Xiu and Sikong Zhaixing came to this place almost on the front and back feet. The two never came in. Shen Nai looked at the doubts in Sikong Zhaixing's eyes and told them to leave first.

Gong Jiu had already decided what he was going to do before the vassal king entered the capital, but for some unknown reason, at this moment, he even felt that his heart was suffering.

He couldn't stop repeating in his mind the scene he saw with his own eyes.

As if he was still the thin child he used to be.

In a trance, Gong Jiu found that he didn't know when to say what was in his heart. The door was wide open, and in the cold room, the woman named Shen Nai stood in front of him and said, since she has already Once you have made a decision, you don’t need to regret it. If you feel pain and hesitation at this time, it’s better to ask and understand before making a decision.

Gong Jiu closed her eyes again, and Shen Nai understood that this was to chase away guests.

Gong Jiu, after seeing that scene, was afraid that he would be killed like his mother, and at the same time, he hated that his father, who had always been kind to him, was the murderer of his mother. The old man picked him up as an apprentice.

It's not that no one persuaded, the little old man and beef soup persuaded, but then...

It's just that the idea was different at that time. Talking to a person who has already been on the top of his head, or standing on his opposite side, will only cause quarrels.

Shen Nai walked back to the grocery store and entered her room. She could already feel that the fire was warm to Shen Nai. She didn't know that Gong Jiu took her words to heart and came out of the building in the dark of night. In the middle of the city, he walked to the place where the Taiping King lived outside the city.

"The hesitation should not be me, the mask is like him..." Gong Jiu made a decision, holding a sword in his hand, and went out of the city overnight.

For a master of his level, the ban on closing the city gate can easily go out as long as he is willing. When he arrives at the venue, he sees a person who has disguised himself as himself.

"Prince, it's even more serious, why is the prince still not asleep?" The identity of the prince, coupled with the fact that he seems to be sick and weak, has been unable to live in the deep, and when he saw Gong Jiu, a guard immediately came to ask.

Gong Jiu's eyes were extremely cold, and he glanced at the guard without saying anything. When the guard looked again, Gong Jiu had disappeared.

"Mu San, why are you standing here stupidly?"

"I just... saw the prince standing here, but in the blink of an eye, the prince disappeared again." The guard's voice was full of doubts about himself, "Maybe I saw it wrong?"

The other person listened to the third guard Mu, and asked about the "Prince" dress he saw just now, his face changed, and he shouted "not good".

King Taiping, who was supposed to be in the warm tent, came out of the tent where he was resting at this moment. He was actually wearing only his middle clothes. The chest of the middle clothes was a cut and bleeding. King Taiping didn't even care about the wound, his face was anxious, he looked around, and muttered "my son" in his mouth...

As a prince, his actions naturally attracted the attention of the accompanying guards, not to mention the injury in such a dangerous place.

Gong Jiu stood in a place that no one could notice, the whole person melted into the night, and the sword in his hand slowly dripped blood.

The young man's movements seemed to slow down countless times. He looked in the direction of King Taiping, his head was slightly tilted. In his world, apart from the scene of his mother's death, a pair of eyes that contained shock, concern, anxiety, and pity appeared. .

"Why not just kill him?"

"Has he recognized me?"

Gong Jiu didn't know why he suddenly changed the direction of the sword at that time.

There was a little other color in the dark blue of the night. It was the palm of a white woman, and the palm stretched out from a window and opened her window.

Shen Nai leaned lazily by the window, doing her best as a doctor.

In another half an hour, which is one hour of modern timekeeping, the sky will begin to dawn.

Looking out from the room, Shen Nai thought in her heart, maybe it was Shen Nai looking at the darkness of the window and provoking the emotions of another person in the room, and a sword with a sharp edge stuck to her cheek , slowly draw down her neck, stand on her chest, and stop right in front of her heart.

Gong Jiu's eyes were deep and deep: "This is the position. But I'm biased."

"It shouldn't have been biased."

Shen Nai used **** to clamp the long sword that pointed directly at his life gate, and the inner force poured back, Gong Jiu took a step back, and looked at Shen Nai who took out the white jade sword in front of him, the whole person began to become bloodthirsty and self-harm.

Sikong Zhaixing looked at the two people whose fighting field was gradually expanding, and Gong Jiu, who was fighting insanely...shrinking his neck, closing the doors and windows tightly, plugging his ears and continuing to sleep.

After dawn, Shen Nai seriously injured Gong Jiu.

His exercise method is special, he often fell ill some time ago, and the medicine left in the room where the medicine is placed can be used directly for him, without even having to prepare it.

The whole world returned to silence. Shen Nai asked Huo Xiu to open the door as usual, while she picked up the bright red cloth and embroidered the exercises she had chosen with gold silk.

A man appeared at the corner of Zhangshu Alley. He had a handsome face, a smile on his face, and a gentle body. He was wearing a dress of emerald green satin rosette.

The slightly solemn colors and some gorgeous flowers did not add frivolity to him, but instead made people see his friendly face at a glance.

The walking speed of Huamanlou is very slow.

Since the eyes can see, although there is no way to see very clearly, Hua Manlou still cherishes it.

Even if it has been a month since he took off the cloth strip, he stands under the sky and sees any person, any object, any scene, and he is very happy. The leaves, the tender charcoal paint on the corners, the expressions of pedestrians who are happy or worried or in a hurry...

Hua Manlou stood in front of the shop with the word "grocery store" written, smelling the smell of medicine mixed with blood.

He asked Shen Nai, "Has the Ninth Young Master's disease relapsed again?"

Hua Manlou's impression of Gong Jiu is very strange. When he "meeted" a few times, he could only feel that the other party was a swordsman who did not lose to Ximen Chuixue. Ximen Chuixue was cold and murderous, but he seemed to punish himself with a sword. prisoner.

"Yeah, but his heart disease is about to be solved by himself." Shen Nai thought about his situation last night and pondered in her heart. Not breaking, not standing, and having known each other for a long time, Shen Nai felt that Gong Jiu was still a good person to get along with, smart, keen, arrogant, forthright, stubborn and foolish.

It was a patient and friend she had been with for two years.

The embroidery thread in his hands kept breaking. Shen Nai sat in front of the embroidery stand and looked at the young man in front of the door. Although he was empty-handed, Shen Nai knew that he should have received the clothes that Huo Xiu sent last night.

"How about the clothes I made? Do they look good?"

When Shen Nai asked this, a trace of expectation rose in her heart, hoping that her achievements would be affirmed.

Hua Manlou nodded: "Rose flowers are bright in color, and the virtual and real are mixed. Shen Nai, your embroidery skills have improved a lot."

The Hua family is a wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River. Not to mention anything else, Huo Xiu, who had just been subdued at the time, could see him thinking of the treasure and break free from his own fascination. motherfucker.

Noble families and wealthy families in this era share this virtue, or in other words, the rich and powerful throughout the ages have this virtue.

"This progress, you are not unconvincing. If Master Song said it, I can listen to it." At that time, Hua Manlou couldn't see the word "progress", he didn't see that he had just learned the way it looks.

Hua Manlou didn't refute either: "A friend who has a good heart should naturally be praised."

"How do your eyes feel?"

Hua Manlou thought for a moment before seriously answering Shen Nai: "Very good, there is no pain or itching, and the sequelae you said as a doctor are not very serious. It's good to see."

That's good.

When Shen Nai just met Hua Manlou, it was like now, Gong Jiu just finished going crazy, and the yard was filled with the smell of medicine and blood.

The person in front of him is a person who faces life with a smile in the sun, and should not leave a single regret.

-As long as you can help yourself.

—Like when he stood in front of the door and asked himself if he needed help.

Hua Manlou came this time to express his separation.

He wants to leave the capital and return to Jiangnan to live.

Lu Xiaofeng, who likes to join in the fun very much, is not here at this time. In Ximen Chuixue's place, just like Shen Nai doesn't like Ximen Chuixue's sharp sword energy, Hua Manlou and Ximen Chuixue have a bad relationship because of their views on life. .

The loser under Ximen Chuixue's sword did not spare his life, but Hua Manlou felt that human life was precious. Lu Xiaofeng avoided contact with the two, except for the part of the road to Shanxi Jewelry Pavilion that was introduced to the two. Sikong Zhaixing changed Lu Xiaofeng's face, and came down from the middle upstairs carelessly, but Hua Manlou saw it right at a glance.

There was an endless banquet in the sky, Shen Nai took the sweet-scented osmanthus wine that she had just brewed this time in the backyard, and said goodbye to him.

"The climate in the south of the Yangtze River is warm, and even in winter, there are few heavy snowfalls like the capital."

"I haven't heard the name of the rose. If you come to Jiangnan, Huamanlou can only show you the roses that climb the courtyard wall."

Before leaving, Hua Manlou left a title deed in the south of the Yangtze River.

Together with a silver note of one thousand taels, it was placed in Huo Xiu's hand.

Huo Xiu will put these two things in place, even if it is Shen Nai, he will never give it easily without being fascinated by Dafa.

Mufeng Kingdom is located in the mountains and forests in the south, and even they have come to the capital, so the tributary states that pay tribute are very complete, but as the emperor who was paid tribute, at this time, he was not in the palace, but was After the court, he sneaked out of the palace.

In the six doors, Zhuge Zheng and I looked at the proud young man in front of me and had a headache.

"Your Majesty, it's better not to mess around."

The boy's back was straight, his chin was slightly raised, facing Zhuge Zheng and I, his aura was not lost at all.

He plausibly said: "How can Zhuge Aiqing say that I am fooling? I only left the palace today when I have business!"

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