Chapter 772

Yan Xie was nearby and covered Michiko's eyes: "it's not suitable for children!"

Michiko gave a "um ~" sound, grabbed yanxie's hand and peeped through his fingers.

"What's brother doing?" Michiko asked, "why bite your mouth?"

Yan Xie sighed: "Alas, the tragedy of cannibalism in the old society has happened again today. Let's go, or they will come to eat you when they finish eating each other. You're so tender. I'm sure you'll finish in a few mouthfuls. Don't run fast. "

Michiko was startled and quickly turned around to run with yanxie.

Half an hour later, ye CuO came down from the mountain. Michiko blinked his big eyes and kept staring at Ye CuO's mouth, as if to see if he had been bitten off by Nangong zhuyou.

Yan Xie was very obscene and said: "boss, it's fast enough. Take off clothes for 14 minutes, put on clothes for 14 minutes, and do business for one minute, right?"

"Go away!" Ye CuO has a black face, and he also has a headache for Yan Xie, the most obscene way of chatting at any time.

Three people are preparing to leave, behind the peak, suddenly came a clear high pitched flute.

The sound of the flute pierces through the clouds and rocks, straight up to the sky, but it is not harsh, with a sense of free and easy and tranquil.

Three people can't help looking back, only to see a thin but free and easy figure, standing at the top of a sea of bamboo.

Bamboo twigs, muddy force, casually touched to break, but this person is like a sparrow, swaying with the wind, standing firmly on the top of the bamboo.

In his hand is a piccolo full of purple luster, from which the pleasant sound comes.

Ye CuO looked at him standing on the top of a bamboo like this, but the bamboo was only slightly curved. He couldn't help but praise it in his heart: this lightness skill is really beyond ordinary people's ten lives. Nangong Qianqiu is really a rare talent in a thousand years.

Standing on the top of the bamboo, the flute player is Nangong Qianqiu, the youngest martial uncle of Nangong family, who has been known as the most talented for thousands of years.

He is always a ragged and slovenly figure, his clothes are tattered, and his face is bearded.

After the last rebellious war against Nangong Liushu, he was haggard for several times. Now his eyes are deep in the dust. He looks like a poor drunkard.

If you didn't see it with your own eyes, he was extremely poisonous and could kill two A-level killers. Who would have thought that this man's strength might not be inferior to the top ten experts in the tianbang.

At the end of the song, Nangong Qianqiu leaps down from the top of a bamboo sea and reaches three people.

Even the evil words that never praise people can't help but praise: This NIMA jump completely does not conform to the laws of physics!

Nangong Qianqiu several ups and downs, in front of the three people, in the eyes, although the expression is free and easy, but in the eyes, can't help but with a trace of bleak.

Ye CuO can see that the purple flute in his hand is his only confidant before, the flute of huafengqiu.

I think fate is too unfair for him.

When he was young, he wanted to live and die, but when he was a dandy, he was killed and had to work hard;

When he was satisfied, he met someone he liked, but he offended the ancient martial arts experts all over the world and was chased everywhere;

When you enter the Kunlun market, the woman you like dies;

It's not easy to have a confidant. It's actually the sixth elder brother who was inserted by his side. He poisoned him at the critical moment.

It's rare that Nangong is free and easy to the extreme. He doesn't care about these things. He just gives the purple flute to yanxie.

"Before he died, his last wish was to give you this flute." Nangong Qianqiu, looking at the heresy, "although he has cheated me for more than ten years, he is still an elegant man with my understanding of him. Here's a copy of his own music. I'll give it to you, too. "

Before he died, he didn't care about anything. The only thing he cared about was his music and musical instruments. Although Hua Fengqiu was a liar, he was still elegant.

However——

"It's not poisonous on it, is it?"

As soon as the evil language comes out, people will think in the most obscene direction.

"Don't worry, I've touched it. The poison killed me first." Nangong Qianqiu light tunnel.

"Oh." Yan Xie took the score with ease.

Nangong Qianqiu arched his hand to Ye CuO: "Mr. Ye took the hand to save my Nangong family in this crisis. When it was overturned, it was like a new kindness. If you need it in the future, you can come to me."

Ye CuO waved his hand: "you're welcome. I just want to send ah Li home to see if I can cure her strange sleeping disease. Unexpectedly, not only did I not cure her disease, but people were robbed. Alas, but don't worry. My heart is just like my sister. I will try my best to find her when I go back. "

Nangong Qianqiu nodded: "this is what I will do."

Yan Xie was on one side and turned over the music scores several times. Suddenly, he said, "is Hua Fengqiu suicidal?"

Nangong Qianqiu was stunned and said, "how do you know?"

Yan Xie looked at the music score and said, "there are many ancient tunes used in this shop. There are also mountains and rivers, and there are questions and answers from fishermen and woodcutters. They are all about the friendship of the ancients. It can be seen that this guy is quite infatuated with you, but in the end, the allusion is to cut off the robe.

In the process of cutting robe, it was Hua Xin who cut off the mat because of his different mind.

It shows that he has already reminded you that he needs to betray you in the future, but you don't know the meaning of this song.

However, since the intention is written in the song, but not to say it, it seems to be forced by others.

I suggest you go and have a look. He didn't leave any children or people he liked. Maybe the ambitious man (sixth uncle Nangong) of your family used this to intimidate him. He had to poison you.

Now commit suicide, and then give me the music. I guess it. I can see that. "

Nangong Qianqiu's face changed and his voice trembled a little. He said, "he does have a little daughter, but she disappeared a few months ago. He said that he was sent abroad to go to school. Is she..."

Yan Xie Yang raised her eyebrows: "it's a girl again. There are too many people abducting and selling children now. It's urgent to crack down on human traffickers."

Nangong Qianqiu sighed: "I have failed too many people in my life!"

In his eyes, there is no original insipidity, instead, it is a killing and rebellious.

A rusty iron sword was slowly pulled out from his waist. He said faintly, "in the river and lake, my Nangong Qianqiu is coming again."