Jing Yirong put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and looked at Ding Dang. "I'm going to Netherworld City to find someone."
"Who?" Ding Dang asked.
Jing Yirong's tone was cold. "You and Master Ding should be different from each other."
Ding Dang was stunned. "Why did the girl say that? Why do you think you are going to Netherworld City to find someone?"
"Besides Xue Li, what else in Netherworld City can attract heroes from all over the world?" Jing Yirong asked back. The smile on Ding Dang's face had all disappeared, and his tone became colder. "Who is the girl?"
Jing Yirong said, "It doesn't matter who I am. But if you are going after Xue Li, go back as soon as possible to avoid wasting time."
Everyone around Dingdang and Xiji disappeared. "What the girl said is a bit funny. Whether you can get Xue Li depends on your own ability. If I can break through the checkpoints set by the Night City Lord, I can get Xue Li."
"You are wrong. Even if you pass Ye Yu's level, you still won't get Xue Li." Jing Yirong's cold lips slowly raised. "I, Jing Yirong, will be there after Ye Yu's level. Who dares
I will kill anyone who touches Xue Li even half a moment."
Ding Dang frowned. "You are Jing Yirong."
"yes."
"It seems that rescuing you is unnecessary." Ding Dang felt a sense of regret in his heart. "Miss Yijing's skills don't require my help at all."
Jing Yirong sneered. "It's too late to regret now. Mr. Ding, you have been traveling around the world for so many years, don't you still understand the principle of staying out of your own business?"
Ding Dang laughed to himself. "It is indeed Ding who is meddling in his own business."
"It's a pity that there is no room for regret now." An unpredictable smile appeared on Jing Yirong's lips. "I hope you will take care of me along the way."
After Jing Yirong said that, she went upstairs. The men standing behind Ding Dang stared at Ding Dang and couldn't help but feel more worried. "Young Master, do we still want to go with her?"
Ding Dang ate his food calmly. "Jing Yirong is not so easy to get rid of. Since she said she wants to go with us, we will never escape her no matter how hard we avoid her. Her reputation in the world is not something that can be taken lightly.
It’s called Exit. It seems that this trip to Netherworld Castle really won’t be that simple.”
The subordinates felt helpless when they saw that even the young master of the village said this. Who would have thought that the woman lying on the ground covered in blood would be Jing Yirong, whom everyone in the world was afraid of. But just by looking at Jing Yirong's appearance, they couldn't find it.
She is not what Jianghu people call her ruthless. Not only do she not feel vicious, but people feel a sense of pity for her.
In the following days, Jing Yirong followed Ding Dang and his entourage towards Netherworld Castle as she said. She and Ding Dang sat in the same carriage without saying a word. She didn't say another word along the way.
Ding Dang's eyes involuntarily fell on Jing Yirong again. She was nothing the same as the legendary one except for her indifference. He didn't know what her intention was in following them. But occasionally, because of the look in Jing Yirong's eyes,
She radiates pain and wonders how such a deserted woman can always make people feel sad.
"If you look at me again, I'll gouge out your eyes." Jing Yirong said coldly, his gaze cutting across Ding Dang's face like a knife.
Ding Dang didn't look back and asked, "If you don't look at me, how will you know that I'm looking at you? From this point of view, we are just sizing each other up. Why are you so angry?"
"Looking at it." Jing Yirong sneered. "Did Young Master Ding look at you for too long? You have been looking at him for nearly a stick of incense from the last town to now. The dignified young owner of Siyuzhuang turned out to be Not only can he open his eyes and tell lies, but he also knows the principle of not seeing evil."
After hearing Jing Yirong's words, Ding Dang felt at fault. Speechlessly, he withdrew his gaze and raised the curtain to ask the men riding beside the carriage, "How long until we reach the town."
"Young Master, we can reach the small town in front of Netherworld City in half an hour."
"Yes." Ding Dang nodded slightly. He turned around and his eyes fell on Jing Yirong. Did he see it wrong? Why did he see nervousness on her face? Ding Dang said tentatively, "Are you nervous?"
Jing Yirong suddenly raised his head, his cold eyes filled with anger. "My affairs have nothing to do with you. If you say one more word, don't blame me for being inhospitable."
Ding Dang stopped talking. It wasn't because he was afraid of Jing Yirong, it was just that he had something important to do when he went out this time and he didn't want to cause trouble.
Jing Yirong unconsciously wrapped her arms around her body and buried her head in her body. She would see Nalan Qingyi and Nalan Zhijin in half an hour. She was the one who left Nalan Qingyi behind. She also abandoned Nalan Zhijin. Will they hate her when they see them again? Will they blame her?
Jing Yirong didn't want to look too weak, but no matter what she did, she couldn't hide her guilty conscience. The only people in this world who could scare her were them. She was afraid of seeing disgusting looks in their eyes. She was afraid of their eyes. The sorrow inside.
Ding Dang silently looked at Jing Yirong who lowered his head. This woman was very different from the one in the rumors. Is it because the rumors were wrong or the woman in front of him was not the real Jing Yirong. But there should be no reason for her to pretend to be Others are right.
The half-hour journey ended quickly. When the carriage stopped in front of the most prosperous restaurant in the town, Jing Yirong's body suddenly froze. He quickly got out of the carriage as if he had woken up from a dream. Ding Dang looked at it in surprise. Following Jing Yirong's performance, he entered the restaurant. His men went to book a room as usual.
"Brother, what shall we eat today?" A familiar voice came from far away.
"Eat whatever you want." The still gentle voice seemed to contain some indescribable distress.
"You two brothers, please don't keep arguing all day long. Why don't we go out for a walk after eating today?" The poisonous lady's voice seemed to be very energetic in the two weak voices.
Jing Yirong stared intently at the three people walking out. Her body seemed to have been tapped on acupuncture points and she couldn't even move. There was a voice in her body shouting that she wanted to get closer to them. But there was some timidity in her heart. It makes it impossible to move forward.
The three people walking towards them finally discovered Jing Yirong's presence.
"Master." Nalan Zhijin blurted out in an excited voice. Then he realized that he had made a mistake and lowered his head and did not dare to say anything more. He almost forgot that the current master hated him and didn't like him calling him master.
Nalan Qingyi looked at Jing Yirong without moving. There was surprise, bitterness and unchanging tenderness in his eyes. He looked at Jing Yirong quietly and didn't even notice the passage of time. Until Ding Dang walked to Jing Yi When he came to Jing Yirong's side, Nalan Qingyi showed a depressed smile. He stepped forward and smiled faintly at Jing Yirong. "You are back. How have you been during this time?"
Jing Yirong wanted to speak but felt that something was stuck in her throat and she couldn't speak. She could only nodded slightly to express her answer.
Nalan Qingyi's smile faded a little. She thought that Jing Yirong thought she was too annoying. "I'm sorry to bother you, girl." After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave. "Zhijin, let's have dinner in the room today."
Jing Yirong stared at the backs of Nalan Qingyi and Nalan Zhijin. Should she just let them walk away from her eyes? Should she pretend that her memory had not been restored? They probably thought she hated them now. But she What should she do now? How should she say hello? No one has ever told her how to recognize them.
When Nalan Qingyi and Nalan Zhijin were about to disappear from sight, Jing Yirong's eagerness became more and more intense. Finally, she couldn't help but say, "Qingyi, don't leave..."
Nalan Qingqingyi's figure was obviously startled. Nalan Zhijin had turned his head and walked in front of Jing Yirong incredulously. "Master, you... you just called me brother, right?"
"Zhijin. Do you still recognize the master?" Jing Yirong reached out and touched Nalan Zhijin's cheek. "You are 8 years old. But this time the master did not accompany you to the New Year's Eve dinner."
Nalan Zhijin looked at Jing Yirong in front of him. The familiar look in her eyes made Nalan Zhijin feel too warm and incredible. It was the master, his master who had returned. Nalan Zhijin's nose felt sour, all the grievances and Sadness welled up in his heart. He threw his body directly into Jing Yirong's arms. Ren's big tears fell and he hugged Jing Yirong and cried loudly. "Master. Master Zhijin misses you so much. I miss you so much." you."
Jing Yirong stretched out her hand and hugged Nalan Zhijin. Nalan Zhijin's tears seemed to fall on her heart, which hurt her a little. No, she would never let Nalan Zhijin do it again. I won't cry like this again, and I won't push him away from me again.
Ding Dang was slightly surprised, but he didn't meddle any more. He had important things to do, so it was better not to mess with Jing Yirong. After his men booked the room, Ding Dang took the room number and walked away. Before walking away I took one last look at Jing Yirong. What a strange woman.
A table of dishes filled the entire table. These dishes were brought to the room by Mo Feiyu after he heard that Jing Yirong was back. But the atmosphere on the table was a bit dull. Too many things had happened in the past few months. It actually made them feel like they didn't know what to say.
Jing Yirong was a person of few words. Normally, Nalan Zhijin and Xiao Yan were talking. Now Xiao Yan was gone. Nalan Zhijin's eyes were still red and swollen. Nalan Qingyi knew that she had not yet recovered her memory. He said something to her. Mo Feiyu didn't know what to say. Even the poisonous lady who was dissatisfied with Jing Yirong remained silent. So the people at the table didn't say a word and just ate in silence.
Jing Yirong picked up the chicken leg and was about to put it into Nalan Zhijin's bowl. Unexpectedly, the poisonous lady also picked up the other leg and was about to put it into Nalan Zhijin's bowl. Both of their movements stopped in front of Nalan Zhijin's bowl. The poisonous lady raised her eyes and looked at Jing Yirong and said with some provocation: "In the past few months without you, I've been the one giving Zhijin the chicken legs to eat. I'm used to it."
Jing Yirong didn't say anything but frowned slightly and was about to take his hand back. Nalan Zhijin had already lifted the bowl and put it in front of Jing Yirong. "Thank you, master."
Jing Yirong smiled lightly and put the chicken legs into Nalan Zhijin's bowl. The poisonous lady angrily threw the chicken legs on the chopsticks back into the bowl. Nalan Zhijin would choose Jing Yirong, but she had already expected it. Feeling a little unwilling, he stood up and walked out. "I'm full."
Nalan Zhijin could only look at the poisonous lady helplessly. Although he was young, he also knew that the poisonous lady was actually really good to him. She had been by his side during the time when the master was not around. Now that the master is back, it is indeed right for him. It's a bit too much. But poisonous lady, I'm sorry, I can't hurt my master, nor can I lose him.
In the end, the dinner was finished in an embarrassing situation. Back inside, Jing Yirong and Nalan Qingyi sat opposite each other. They were silent and speechless. The candlelight flickered. Occasionally, a dog barked from outside the house, but it could not break the silence between them. Silence.