In the past few days since Qiao Zhiyuan was injured, Nangong Meiwu has taken good care of him every day. Today, he can finally be said to have recovered. Nangong Meiwu is dancing happily.
"I'm not as happy as you when my injury is healed." Qiao Zhiyuan said jokingly that Nangong Meiwu had taken good care of him these past few days, so he felt it was worthwhile to block the sword for her.
Nangong Meiwu rolled her eyes and said in confusion: "Don't you want your injury to get better?"
"If I can get your careful care every day, I would rather stay like this forever." Qiao Zhiyuan walked up to Nangong Meiwu, held her hand and said seriously.
Nangong Meiwu looked at him steadily. She saw the seriousness in his eyes and his deep love for her...
"Yuan... we, we are still good friends, good friends for life." Nangong Meiwu didn't want to hurt him, but she had to speak.
Qiao Zhiyuan let go of Nangong Meiwu's hand, turned around and walked to the window, looking at the sky outside the window: Meiwu, thank you for your ruthlessness and letting me learn to give up on you.
"We are good friends, good friends forever..." Qiao Zhiyuan said with difficulty while looking out the window.
Nangong Meiwu looked at him. She knew that she had hurt him. In fact, she had always known that he loved her. She could feel his love and his forced smile...
Nangong Meiwu ran out of Qiao Zhiyuan's room with tears streaming down her face. She ran out of Qiao's house and stumbled down the street alone, with tears still on her face.
At this time, the moon hangs diagonally in the sky again, smiling brightly, and the stars crowd the Milky Way, blinking their eyes, as if inviting people to travel in the vast space.
Not long after Nangong Meiwu walked out of Qiao Mansion, she was stared at by a man in black who had been trying to kill her. She was following closely behind her. She was in a bad mood today and could find someone to vent to, so she continued walking calmly.
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When they reached a corner, Nangong Meiwu disappeared from the sight of the man in black, and the man in black rushed forward to look for her.
"No need to look for it, I am here." Nangong Meiwu leaned against a tree branch and looked at the man in black and said with disdain.
The man in black hurriedly turned back and followed the sound. At the same time, Nangong Meiwu threw out Bai Ling and knocked the two men in black closest to him out of sight.
In this pitch-black night, with an unknown amount of blood staining it, Nangong Meiwu poured out all the unhappiness in her heart. It was really pitiful for these men in black, and they became Nangong Meiwu's punching bag.
"Let's all come together. Don't be afraid of her alone." One of the men in black shouted. After hearing this, the other companions all rushed forward.
Nangong Meiwu turned in a circle nonchalantly, and then used her inner strength to suppress them out of her range. She jumped onto the tile roof in one leap.
Just when the man in black was confused, Nangong Meiwu took out a small box similar to a powder box and pressed a mechanism.
At this time, a miraculous thing happened. The powder box turned into a medium-sized guqin. The surface was no longer as smooth as before. Although it was a little old, there was a strong sense of beauty everywhere.
Antique fragrance and charm.
Yes, this is the Qing Jue Gu Qin. When Nangong Meiwu fell off the cliff, she accidentally became the new owner of the Qing Jue Gu Qin left by the Palace Master.
Nangong Meiwu not only became the master of the pure guqin, but also learned to use the guqin as a weapon to attack the enemy.
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