Qin'er said in surprise: "Can he have killed someone before?"

Du Xuemeng smiled and said, "Of course I have killed it, and there is still a lot of blood stained on his hands!"

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Since then, every day when Qin'er sees Wang Jiu, she can't help but look at Wang Jiu's hands, but Qin'er always feels that Wang Jiu's fingers are slender and very beautiful, and there is no way to talk about the blood...

So Qin'er always feels that Du Xuemeng is lying to her...

Wang Jiu felt that Qin'er was always inexplicable, but when he thought about it, he was too lazy to pay attention to this little girl.

But Du Xuemeng did not deceive the little girl Qin'er. The sword of Wang Jiu evolved towards the murderous sword that came from "righteousness"!

From the perspective of the orthodox sect, the King of Nine sword is absolutely murderous. She is definitely not a person who has not experienced any experience and is just a novice. Du Xuemeng's sword has also killed many evil people and has also seen many people in the martial arts world. However, the sword in the hands of her little man is unique in the sword.

Even if those who kill people like Ma are full of evil, there is no such murderous aura under the sword!

The "killing aura" cannot be seen or touched, but only feels.

Du Xuemeng recalled that she first saw Wang Jiu. This delicate young man was like a big boy next door. How could she tell that she was here to kill Ni Bing? But when Wang Jiu waved his sword with the "Tang Si Sword Art", the murderous intent swept towards Master Ni Bing like the substance... Originally, Master Ni Bing's "Thousand Silks of Rain" Hengshan sword technique could withstand a while, but under the murderous aura that seemed to be as physical, Master Ni Bing was defeated.

When Wang Jiu waved his sword to kill Master Ni Bing, he became the big boy next door...

Du Xuemeng only saw such a contradictory person.

Du Xuemeng has been a prestigious sect for many years, but who has never seen anyone before, but she is like Wang Jiu.

She didn't want Wang Jiu to take action casually, but she suggested to Wang Jiu that if he didn't take action, he would have to see blood. Therefore, in the wine shop in Datong Prefecture, Shanxi, she did not ask Wang Jiu to take action.

Time flies, and more than a month has passed.

This period of time was the happiest day since Du Xuemeng was born.

During the day, she and Qin'er were in the carriage, and the two chatted together. Qin'er talked about her home. Her father and mother are now in Yingtianfu, Nanjing. Qin'er often tricked her father, but her father never got angry until one day she drew a beautiful turtle on her father's memorial. His father got angry for the first time in his life and punished her to kneel in front of the hall for several hours, not giving her food...

When Miss Qin'er finished speaking, she smiled.

Du Xuemeng didn't smile.

Wang Jiu outside the carriage was so powerful that he didn't laugh.

In the evening, Du Xuemeng and Wang Jiu stayed together and practiced together. Wang Jiu began to help Du Xuemeng attack the Ren and Du meridians... After more than a month of impact, Du Xuemeng's Ren and Du meridians began to show signs of gradually opening.

Qualitative change is always accumulated by countless quantitative changes.

Du Xuemeng had never asked Wang Jiu anything about it. But Wang Jiu just preached to Du Xuemeng. In his impression, he had never seen his father. When he was over ten years old, his mother left... Now that he has achieved success in his studies, he has to do what he should do, and revenge for his father will naturally be the first to be affected!

Wang Jiu's next goal was Wu Lang, a former Jinyiwei Qianhu, who had retired for many years.

Du Xuemeng and Qin'er were only one day away from Yingtian Prefecture, Nanjing.

That night, after they came to an inn to stay, Wang Jiu suddenly said goodbye to Du Xuemeng and left.

"I'll go with you?" Du Xuemeng asked with concern.

"No need." Wang Jiuyi smiled and showed his snow-white teeth, which looked very beautiful.

"Be careful, although that man's martial arts skills are almost done, he was finally from the Jinyiwei," Du Xuemeng said while helping Wang Jiu pack up his tight black clothes, finger blades and other objects, "In my opinion, that man is meticulous and can retreat bravely, so he will not be a good person!"

Wang Jiu nodded.

He suddenly felt worried in his heart. This feeling was very strange, but it was extremely warm. He suddenly remembered Ren Qing, who was far away in the Yunwu Tea Garden in Lushan, Jiangxi, and his figure was frowning and smiling... If she had let her know that Du Xuemeng was around her now, what would happen?

Wang Jiu didn't know how to deal with it.

Wang Jiu hugged Du Xuemeng, kissed her red lips gently, and then jumped out of the window and disappeared into the night...

Du Xuemeng stayed up all night, waiting for Wang Jiu's return.

As dawn approached, Du Xuemeng finally heard someone knocking on the window door. Du Xuemeng stood up "lively", opened the window door and opened her eyes and saw that it was Wang Jiu who was wearing a tight black clothes and was covered in dust. Du Xuemeng instantly threw herself into Wang Jiu's arms like a bird dependent on others...

When Wang Jiu hugged her into the bed, she remembered that the little man ran nearly a hundred miles to Wujiazhuang next to Yingtian Mansion in Nanjing. Now that he was covered in dust, he quickly pushed the smelly man away and asked him to take a shower first...

After pushing the stinky man to take a shower, he smelled his body again. Du Xuemeng almost vomited by herself. The smell was really bad. It seemed that she had to wash it too...

The next morning, Miss Qin'er came to knock on Du Xuemeng's door, and never expected to hear the sound of panting inside and ask, "Who... Um..." Then it seemed as if the sound was blocked by something, nothing was left...

Miss Qin'er seemed to have thought of something and left with a blushing face.

Today, Qin'er and his group also rested in the inn for a day.

As the sun was three times, Du Xuemeng walked out of the room lazily with spring face.

Du Xuemeng did not ask about Wang Jiu's situation that night, as long as the little man returned safely. Du Xuemeng would not ask about the rest of the matter, and the little man would talk about it as long as he was willing to.

As soon as Du Xuemeng came out to the door, she saw the girl Qin'er pouting and looked unhappy, angry in front of the attic. But when the girl Qin'er saw Du Xuemeng, she smiled happily, but when she thought of something, her face suddenly dimmed again.

When Du Xuemeng saw Qin'er like this, she asked knowingly: "Miss Qin'er, why are you unhappy?"

Qin'er stared at her big shining eyes and said resentfully: "Sister Du ignored me."

"Silly girl, why would Sister Du ignore you?" Du Xuemeng said in a silence.

"Just... this morning... well, you ignored me." Qin'er suddenly remembered something and blushed.

"Sister Du has something to do this morning," Du Xuemeng's face turned red and she spread the topic, "In this way, we will rest today and rush back tomorrow, okay?"

"How is it not good? We didn't leave today, it's almost noon now. Let's leave together tomorrow morning." Miss Qin'er said.

"We will see your father tomorrow morning?" Du Xuemeng said.

"Yes," Qin'er suddenly thought of her father and jumped up happily and said, "Sister Du, when you have time, you must come to our mansion as a guest."
Chapter completed!