Han Yue and Xiao Xue stood on both sides of Nie Yun at some point. Looking at the scene in front of them, their beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised. Xiao Xue even glanced at Nie Yun without leaving any trace. Didn't you say that the owner of this place is not good?
Will you come back?
Only Leng Bingyao didn't seem to be in the right state, and she even kicked Nie Yun angrily because he ignored her.
"Haha, you are overthinking. I am not the owner of this place." The middle-aged scholar in white shook his head lightly and showed a strange smile: "I just listened to you outside and said that everyone who meets you has a share. I don't know if I am.
See you?"
"Huh?" Leng Bingyao, who was following Nie Yun, was stunned when she heard the familiar voice, and then she shrank slightly, trying to hide herself in Nie Yun's shadow.
"Since senior has seen it, of course it is there." Nie Yun very neatly took out his bottle of extreme cold black milk and handed it over. Facing this senior who was obviously far stronger than him, it was best not to mess with him.
It's good to be angry with him.
"Yes, it's a good thing."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled and took the white jade bottle and played with it twice. Then with a flick of his slender fingers, the jade bottle returned to Nie Yun's palm again. The middle-aged man said in a calm tone with a slight smile: "But no need.
Yes, this is yours, and someone has already taken my share for me."
Nie Yun felt the warm texture of the jade bottle in his hand, and the solemn look in his eyes became even more serious. He had clenched his fists just now, but the jade bottle seemed to appear out of thin air in his palm...
Fortunately, this person didn't seem to have any ill intentions. Nie Yun secretly let out a breath, and then softly tried to say: "Then... if there is nothing wrong, senior, I will take my leave."
"Haha, there is still one thing." The middle-aged Confucian scholar's tone was calm, but Nie Yun's spirit instantly became tense:
"Dare you ask senior what's the matter?"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar shook his head with a smile, and his tone suddenly took on a stern tone: "Xiao Yao, come here quickly."
"Um?"
Feeling the doubtful looks cast by the three people, Leng Bingyao walked out from behind Nie Yun in a daze, and then threw herself into the arms of the middle-aged scholar in a "surprise" voice and said: "Dad, you are finally here, Xiaoyao
I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"You, you." The middle-aged Confucian scholar lovingly touched the head of the lovely child in his arms, and silently swallowed the words he was planning to reprimand, and said helplessly: "This time, your mother will at least punish you and not allow you to come out for a year.
."
"Hehe, she can't lock me up anyway." Leng Bingyao smiled and coquettishly said in her father's arms: "As long as daddy doesn't lock me up, it will be fine."
"No, I have to lock you up personally this time to teach you a lesson!" The middle-aged Confucian scholar forced a serious face: "In the past, you just sneaked out to play, but this time you came directly here, you know
Did I notice how anxious you were to go out?"
"Ah~" Leng Bingyao lowered her head in frustration, her red lips waxing and waxing, and she grabbed her father's sleeves and dangled them. Her big eyes were about to cry: "Dad, I was wrong."
"Haha." The middle-aged Confucian scholar was unmoved.
It's over, this matter can't be avoided by being coquettish. Leng Bingyao's delicate little face slumped slightly.
"Huh, stinky daddy." Leng Bingyao touched the non-existent tears at the corner of her eyes, turned to look at Nie Yun and the others and said, "I'm sorry, this is my daddy."
"Haha, it turns out to be Uncle Leng." Nie Yun breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and with a face like a city wall, he said, "Why are you here?"
"It's not like I, the troublesome girl, sent me a message saying that I was in danger." Father Leng said to some people.
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He shook his head helplessly: "I was so scared that I ran out of the training room, only to find her having a great time with you guys when I ran here."
"In danger? No." Nie Yun turned to look at Leng Bingyao with a confused look on his face.
"It's not you. You were so fierce that you wanted to beat me when we met. I couldn't beat you, so of course you had to call my father to save me." Leng Bingyao's fair face turned red slightly, but she still said confidently.
"..." Several black lines appeared on Nie Yun's head: "Uncle Leng, please listen to my explanation..."
"Okay, okay, just because you gave Xiaoyao a share of the Extremely Cold Mysterious Breast, I have to believe that you are sincerely friends with Xiaoyao." Father Leng waved his hand casually and said with a warm smile: "After all,
This extreme cold black milk is not cheap for you."
"It's okay." Nie Yun scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "But does Uncle Leng know what the owner of this place is doing so much to get so many extreme cold black breasts? This kind of thing should be used on him."
People of this level are of little use."
"He should be a guy who wants to take shortcuts." Father Leng shook his head indifferently and said: "How can it be so simple if you want to artificially create a pseudo shortcut place for asking questions? Don't ask 'asking questions' either.
What is it? Anyway, this thing is quite far away from you now."
Asked? Nie Yun silently wrote down the term and nodded thoughtfully.
Father Leng continued, "Okay, now I plan to take Xiaoyao home. Do you need me to take you to Jibei City by the way?"
"That would be great." Nie Yun nodded and smiled.
Whoosh!
Nie Yun could not see clearly the movements of Leng's father. Nie Yun could only vaguely catch a glimpse of a white shadow. When he came to his senses again, the surrounding ice and snow had disappeared, replaced by white soft ground and... a white roof?
"Have you never heard of the universe in your sleeve?" Leng Bingyao walked up behind Nie Yun at some point and struck mercilessly: "You bumpkin."
Nie Yun seemed as if he hadn't heard anything. He felt that he was almost completely immune to these three words...
Within a moment, Nie Yun felt the world spinning again. When he came back to his senses, he found that there was already soft snow under his feet. Not far away, an ancient black giant city stood quietly in the wind and snow.
.
"Okay, Jibei City has arrived, let's leave first." Father Leng's calm voice came, and Nie Yun and others just woke up from a dream. In just a moment, they came from the center of Jibei City thousands of miles away.
Returned to this extremely northern city?
"Thank you, Uncle Leng..." Nie Yun's words suddenly stopped. He looked at the empty white snow in front of him. How could there be any figure of a middle-aged scholar? If it weren't for the Jibei City still standing in the wind and snow not far away, Nie Yun would have
Yun would probably think that it was just a big dream.
"Hey, it's true that Xiaoyao's father didn't even give him time to say goodbye." Xiao Xue suddenly sighed. After getting along with each other these days, she completely regarded Leng Bingyao as her friend, very seriously.
That kind of.
Han Yue's snow-white neck was raised slightly, and her clear voice was slightly melancholy: "After this farewell, I don't know when we can see each other again."
"I went, she left so suddenly, I haven't returned her sword to him yet..." Nie Yun took out a cold long sword with a confused look on his face.
"Forget it, I'll pay it back if there's a chance." Nie Yun sighed in vain for some reason.
...
High in the sky in the center of the far north, Leng Bingyao walked out of Leng's father's sleeves at some point.
"Why are you leaving so quickly?
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"Her red lips pursed into a slit, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes: "I didn't even say goodbye to them properly."
"Xiao Yao, if some people are destined to never meet again, then don't leave unnecessary thoughts about each other." Father Leng gently stretched his arms and hugged Leng Bingyao, whose eyes were already reddish.
into the arms.
"But...but...wow." Leng Bingyao suddenly cried loudly, because she realized that there was no way around it, and that they were probably destined to never cross paths again, just like her father said.
Leng's father gently patted Leng Bingyao's back. Seeing his daughter feeling so uncomfortable, he felt very uncomfortable. He couldn't help comforting him: "But fate is a very wonderful thing. As a father, I always feel that you and them may be together."
The fate is not over yet, there may be a chance to meet again in the future."
"Really?" Leng Bingyao raised his head, with a hint of hope in his eyes. He knew that at his father's level, he already had some sense of those ethereal things.
"Really." Father Leng sighed slightly in his heart, and then he took his daughter and stepped out. The two figures disappeared in vain. As the ripples in the void gradually dissipated, everything returned to calm.
Destiny is something that you either believe in or not. I can't say that I deceived my daughter...
In the center of the far north, the snow remains as white as ever.
.......
Nie Yun and others came to this vicissitudes of black giant city again. There were three of them when they came and they were also three when they returned. However, all three of them felt that something was missing, and the atmosphere unconsciously became a little silent.
"Let's go back to the inn and rest for one night before going back." Nie Yun spoke softly to break the silent atmosphere, but Han Yue and Xiao Xue just nodded lightly. Maybe they didn't want this atmosphere to continue.
But even Xiao Xue, who usually talked the most, was speechless at this time and could only nod silently.
Unknowingly, the three of them had arrived at the old inn. Nie Yun looked at the old shopkeeper who was still concentrating on wiping the tables and chairs and smiled softly. He reached out and patted the old shopkeeper on the shoulder: "It's from the shopkeeper, three rooms."
Let’s get some warm food by the way.”
The old shopkeeper's movement of wiping the tables and chairs froze for a moment, and then a hoarse laughter slowly came from the old mouth: "Okay, the guest will sit first, shall we do the same?"
"Same as usual." Nie Yun nodded with a smile.
"Please be careful, sir, the hot pot is coming."
Soon the old shopkeeper brought out a steaming copper pot, and then brought out stacks of extremely thin slices of meat to cover the entire table.
But Nie Yun and the others were still sitting quietly around the table, seemingly unable to even move their chopsticks.
"Sister, Xiao Xue, let's eat." Nie Yun suddenly laughed and picked up pieces of meat and put them into the two girls' bowls. Nie Yun picked up one piece and they ate one piece. Other than that, there was no other reaction.
Suddenly, Nie Yun saw the old shopkeeper walking over holding a black jar of wine. Nie Yun was slightly startled and said, "Shopkeeper, what is this?"
"Haha, just think of this as a gift from the little old man to a guest guest." The old shopkeeper chuckled and put the wine jar on the table. Perhaps he was afraid that Nie Yun would not accept it and added: "It's to celebrate that the guest guest is alive and has made it to the extreme."
Come out from the north."
"Then thank you, old shopkeeper." Nie Yun slightly arched his hand. It was not good for him to refuse the old shopkeeper's kindness. He casually tore open the wine seal, and a faint aroma of wine gradually filled the air.
Nie Yun took a deep breath of the aroma of the wine, then took out two clean bowls and said with a smile: "Why relieve your worries, come on."