Inside the second floor.

Outside the second floor.

Separated by a wall, but like two worlds.

Outside, the wind was calm, and there was no one around, except for a little girl, squatting on the ground, rubbing the earth dog in front of her with both hands.

Inside, the sword light and sword shadows, blood beads like rain.

After a long time, a crack in the door, through the moonlight, slowly opened, Ning Chen wore a python robe and walked out spotlessly.

The moment the vermilion gate closed, a stream of blood was blown out of the street by the breeze, and it permeated endlessly.

"Huh?" Ning Chen stood at the door, staring at the seven or eight-year-old girl with a surprised expression.

This girl, whose real name is Nannan, also stood up at the first time and looked at Ning Chen.

Seemingly curious about the internal environment, he couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, raise his little head, and probe behind Ning Chen.

On the eaves of the two-story building, I don't know when, there was a little girl carved in pink and jade.

Keep your feet in the air.

Look up at the stars.

Occasionally, pouting and spitting bubbles, a person entertains himself and enjoys himself.

"Grandpa?"

Nan Nan's blank expression collapsed in an instant, and her pure eyes began to burst into tears.

Subconsciously took a few steps, suddenly stumbled and almost fell.

Ning Chen probably guessed the relationship between the girl and Nalan Zhanfu, and the corners of his mouth glanced slightly, but he didn't speak.

It's just that this girl is the same age as Red Medicine.

In this situation, it is inevitable that a sense of compassion arises.

"Come here." Ning Chen waved his hand and smiled softly.

The girl took a few steps back in a panic, as if hesitating.

The next moment, he cautiously approached Ning Chen.

Ning Chen showed a soft smile, squatted in front of him, and made a gesture of hugging his hands.

"What's wrong with my grandfather?" Nan Nan asked vigilantly, and approached Ning Chen step by step.

Ning Chen scratched his ears, not knowing how to explain to this little girl.

After all, Nalan Zhanfu has already been sent on his way.

After a long time, Ning Chen said far-fetchedly, "Your grandfather is asleep." ”

"Really?"

Her index finger pressed to her lower lip, and her eyes glowed slightly.

Then, he muttered, slowly approached Ning Chen, and smiled, and asked, "Big brother, what's your name?" ”

"Ning Chen."

Two meters later.

The two sides are close at hand.

Just as the little girl was about to hold Ning Chen's outstretched palm.

A sharp knife suddenly exploded above the eaves.

"Boom!"

A rainbow light shattered the void, and Hongyao held a knife in both hands and struck the little girl's neck closely.

The little girl pretended to be dazed one moment and tilted her head up, and the next moment she couldn't hide it.

With a palm pushed forward, he slapped Ning Chen's skull.

This girl, who was only seven or eight years old, knew that she was intercepted by Hongyao halfway and was in danger, but she still stared at the real target and attacked strongly.

However, the speed of red medicine is too fast.

A knife slashed the girl's neck.

At the same time, the fist print bombarded, and the girl, who had not had time to get close to Ning Chen, was staggered back a few steps by the punch of the red medicine, and the corners of her mouth were overflowing with a little blood.

"Awesome."

The girl wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said to Hongyao Xinyue.

"When I debuted, you were still drinking milk." Red Medicine said rarely.

Ning Chen, "......"

Eleven words.

It was Ning Chen who counted it with his fingers.

His red medicine said a complete sentence for the first time.

After tasting it carefully, Ning Chen couldn't help but laugh.

A twelve-year-old girl, so old-fashioned that she said to a seven or eight-year-old girl that when she debuted, the opposite person was still drinking milk in her mother's arms.

This......

"Haha." Ning Chen sat on the ground with a smile, his last breath didn't go down, and he was busy coughing a few times.

Exaggerated.

Hongyao turned his head angrily and raised three fingers towards Ning Chen.

"Yes, yes, my red medicine is now thirteen years old." Ning Chen suddenly realized.

Laugh at!

When she turned back, she instinctively took a few steps back.

The red medicine made an instant decision, and with a palm forward, the blade of the index finger and middle finger pinched cut the girl's throat almost in a breath.

The latter pinned the begonia flowers in the ears and quietly landed.

Hongyao pursed his lips, habitually blew a bubble, turned around, and sat quietly next to Ning Chen, while rubbing Ning Chen's palm with his little head.

"Why don't you talk again?" Ning Chen retracted his expression and bumped the red medicine with his shoulder.

"Hmph."

Hongyao snorted coldly, turned around, and turned to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen was helpless, and took the initiative to admit his mistake, "I was negligent, I will never make such a low-level mistake again in the future, this is always okay, right?" ”

Just now, if it weren't for the red medicine that attacked in time.

Perhaps this girl who was close to Ning Chen would cause serious harm to Ning Chen in the next moment.

At this point, Ning Chen actually knew it.

So I can only take the initiative to admit my mistakes.

Hongyao stood up silently, regardless of Ning Chen's expensive python robe, which represented a shocking meaning, climbed on his back very comfortably, and gently spit out a word, sleepy.

Ning Chen was overjoyed, understanding that his red medicine was no longer angry, and hurriedly flattered, "Sleep well, I'll carry you home." ”

Hongyao pinched Ning Chen's ears, his eyelids drooped, and he didn't squeak again.

Ning Chen muttered a few words, carried the red medicine on his back, and walked on the empty street.

In the inner courtyard of the Cao family, the torches are bright.

After decades of hard work, Cao Zhi, who finally reached his current position, seems to have seen the future in Ulaanbaatar with one hand covering the sky, and when he was distracted, the corners of his mouth flashed with a satisfied smile.

It's just that when the person inexplicably received a pair of brocade boxes and sent them to him, the former's whole expression was so pale that he had no skin color.

"Who sent it?" Cao Zhi asked suspiciously.

The subordinate wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said that he didn't know.

Cao Zhi's eyebrows fell back to the brocade box, and the moment he opened it quickly, he directly staggered back a few big steps.

"This ......"

Cao Zhi's expression was horrified, and his face was snow-white.

It was Zhanfu's head, which had been removed and sent to his own close, and the blood had not yet completely solidified, and when it was opened, the smell of fish came to his face.

was so shocked that Cao Zhi almost fell to the ground all at once.

Taking a few deep breaths, Cao Zhi trembled and said, "Who sent it?" ”

"I don't know." The subordinate in front of him cried and stammered, "After that person finished sending it, he left a sentence for me to convey to you as it is." ”

"What?"

The subordinate swallowed his saliva, and his expression was still panicked.

After being silent for a few seconds, he bit his lower lip and relayed that sentence to Cao Zhi as it was, "This king is determined to dominate the industry for thousands of years, and the rise and fall of a clan is completely ignored,"

"Whoever dares to block the road to hegemony of this king, this king does not mind sending his whole clan on the road."

Rumble!

After Cao Zhi heard this, he was enlightened like thunder.

When he raised his head again, the entire courtyard gate seemed to have been violently impacted, and it exploded in the air.

Chen Qingzhi, who was dressed in military uniform and holding a silver gun, appeared in front of Cao Zhi like a god of war, "The young marshal has an order, and no one will be left." ”

(End of chapter)