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Because she was Shangguan Xiaowan who was planning to work separately with Situ Meng!
When Shangguan Xiaowan saw Nangong Haotian's hands empty, he obviously had a sword on his body, but he lowered his head and looked around on the ground for the single sword, knowing that his sanity had not yet recovered.
His recognition of her as Shangguan Xiaowan was entirely subconscious, and he still couldn't forget the person he hated the most.
Once he figured out the problem, Shangguan Xiaowan calmed down and deliberately whispered: "Hey, brother Haotian, what are you talking about? I am not Shangguan Xiaowan!"
When Nangong Haotian heard this, he didn't even raise his head. He still looked around on the ground and said angrily: "You are either Shangguan Xiaowan or the ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mi, this cheating idiot. I will definitely kill you today. I
Where’s the single sword?”
When Shangguan Xiaowan heard this, her little heart suddenly burst into laughter. She giggled happily and said, "Brother Haotian, I am neither Shangguan Mi, the ghost-faced scholar, nor Shangguan Xiaowan. I am Lin Xiaomei from outside Nangongzhuang!"
When Nangong Haotian heard about Nangongzhuang, he suddenly raised his head and said to himself blankly: "What? Nangongzhuang?"
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Xiaowan twisted her delicate hands without leaving a trace, and said seriously: "Yes, you are the young owner of Nangong Village, remember? Your uncle Nangong Shuangliang, Nangong Daxia, lives in Wubaotou
Chengli..."
Nangong Haotian's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said as if he had some realization: "Yes, my uncle lives in Wubaotou City...".
Shangguan Xiaowan saw that Nangong Haotian was showing signs of regaining consciousness, and she was really surprised and happy. Of course she was happy that he was about to return to normal, but she was afraid that Shangguan Xiaowan would recognize her as soon as he regained consciousness.
, I am afraid that at that time, Nangong Haotian will not give himself the slightest chance to explain, and will draw his sword against him.
While thinking about it, Shangguan Xiaowan tried one step further and asked: "Brother Haotian, where are Uncle Nangong and Aunt Nangong? Why didn't you see them?"
When Nangong Haotian heard this, he was at a loss as to who Shangguan Xiaowan was asking about. He glanced at his eyebrows and muttered to himself: "Uncle Nangong...Aunt Nangong...Uncle Nangong...Aunt Nangong..."
Shangguan Xiaowan's heart sank when she heard that, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in her beautiful eyes. She now hated the wild blood demon and Shangguan Mie. After a slight pause, she could only explain softly: "They are your father and your mother.
,don’t you remember?”
When Nangong Haotian heard about his father and mother, his starry eyes suddenly widened, and his expression immediately turned vicious. He gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie, this cheater...Shangguan Xiaowan..."
Shangguan Xiaowan's heart was shocked when she heard this, and she quickly changed her words and asked, "Where are you going now?"
But she couldn't help but shed tears in her heart. Nangong Haotian's current appearance was not what she wanted to see, and it was completely contrary to her expectations.
"Where am I going?" Nangong Haotian was stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion. Suddenly, his starry eyes suddenly brightened, and he said in a hateful voice: "Go after the ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie..."
In order to help Nangong Haotian regain his memory, Shangguan Xiaowan pretended to be refreshed and said urgently: "But a man wearing a moon-white gown and holding a foot-long iron fracture fan?"
Nangong Haotian looked blank and tilted his head when he heard this, and subconsciously muttered to himself: "Shangguan Mi, this cheat...Ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mi, this cheat? Is that what it looks like?" Nangong Haotian said to Shangguan Mi and Shangguan Xiao
Wan has no memory, but has an instinctive mood for revenge.
"That's him. Little sister, I heard from him that his nickname is Ghost Faced Scholar and his name is Shangguan Mie..." Shangguan Xiaowan hurriedly affirmed. After saying this, Shangguan Xiaowan couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
As soon as Nangong Haotian heard the words ghost-faced scholar, his eyes immediately lit up and he blurted out: "Yes, that's him. He's the one I'm looking for!" As he said that, he lowered his head and looked around for the fallen sword.
He is going to fight for Shangguan Mie.
"Since he is so bad, we have to mount our horses quickly and chase him. He is in the big town ahead now." When Shangguan Xiaowan saw him, he pretended to be nervous and said anxiously.
While he was talking, Shangguan Xiaowan had already gone over and grabbed the reins of the horse. At the same time, he patted the saddle and urged: "Hurry, brother Haotian, get on the horse quickly, my little sister will take you to catch him."
Nangong Haotian's figure was swaying, his steps were unsteady, and he walked towards the horse. In his subconscious, he seemed to know that it would be faster to catch him on horseback.
However, just when Nangong Haotian walked to the front of the horse and stretched out his hand to prepare for Yun Pan's pommel, Shangguan Xiaowan suddenly made a move like lightning and pointed at his black point.
Nangong Haotian thought he was too tired, so he didn't even hum. He closed his eyes, turned around and fell to the ground.
However, just when he closed his eyes and turned around to faint, Shangguan Xiaowan had already stretched out her jade arms to wrap around his body.
When Shangguan Xiaowan saw Nangong Haotian sleeping soundly, her eyes flashed with deep tenderness. She hurriedly lifted Nangong Haotian up, flew down on the saddle, pulled the reins and shook, and the horse galloped towards the town like flying.
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This is an ordinary medium-sized house with two entrances, one living room, two bedrooms and one upper room. It cannot be said to be majestic, gorgeous or luxurious.
When the door of the house opened, Shangguan Xiaowan also flew off her horse and ran into the house with Nangong Haotian in her arms.
The horse was pulled away, the house door was hurriedly closed again, the wild dogs stopped barking, and silence returned to the town.
However, in this medium-sized mansion, without lights, people were moving around, and it was very busy, and the sound of whispers could be heard from time to time.
Time passed by like running water. In the blink of an eye, after an hour passed, the house finally became quiet.
Under the brocade quilt on the bed, Nangong Haotian was sleeping on his back after taking a bath, with a white cloth wrapped around his head.
At this moment, Nangong Haotian's face was clean, he was sleeping peacefully, his nose was flapping, and his breathing was normal. Except for his handsome face being a little pale, he looked exactly the same as when he entered the mountainous area in the evening.
The only difference is that he is physically and mentally exhausted at this time, and his real power has been greatly depleted. It is hard to say whether he will be able to regain his normal consciousness after waking up.
When Shangguan Xiaowan thought about this problem, she couldn't help but shed tears. The large "pearls" fell rapidly and fell to the ground, making a "plop tap tap" sound. After a long time, Shangguan Xiaowan stopped.
Crying, there were still a few crystal tears hanging on the long eyelashes.
She had been looking forward to Nangong Haotian day and night, and she had been looking forward to it for countless hours. At this moment, Nangong Haotian was actually lost in his mind. Not only that, she also hated Shangguan Xiaowan to the bone.
Looking at Tanlang's expression at that time, he wanted to drink her blood and eat her flesh.
A maid in yellow stood quietly in a corner. When she saw Shangguan Xiaowan crying, she comforted her in a low voice: "Miss, you have to take care of yourself. When Miss Situ gets the medicine, Mr. Haotian will definitely regain consciousness..."