The ancient town long street fell into silence late at night, and the local residents had already fallen asleep, leaving only the updater occasionally knocking on the stick and walking under the eaves.

"Ah~...Woo~~..."

A faint breath came, Ning Qingye, who was lying straight, opened his eyes and listened with his ears, but there was no sound again, as if it was just an illusion.

But if it were hallucinations, how could she have such hallucinations?

Ning Qingye frowned slightly, and his cold face was a bit strange. Thinking about it for a moment, he could only treat him as a young couple in a foreign town. In the middle of the night, he accidentally became louder.

There were no lights in the room, and the inn lanterns were printed on the window paper, dragging out a few shadows in the room, shaking, making them look quiet and cold.

Ning Qingye's eyes, like clear spring, looked at the lanterns at the window. When she woke up in the middle of the night, she no longer had sleepiness. She was just like she was alone in Changqing Temple and Junshan Island.

When it is late at night, people always have the most active thoughts. Even though they don’t think about big or small things during the day, they will be recalled in their minds, making it difficult to sweep away, unable to sleep, and unable to think through them.

What am I doing...what will be done in the future...

Apart from the revenge that is difficult to avenge in this life, it seems that there is no meaning to be alive...

By the way, Xu Danqing painted for me. I am now Bakui. I forgot to tell Xu Buling about this. He would probably be surprised when he heard it...

What's the use of being surprised, I have nothing to do with him...

I just thought about it, but I don’t know how long it lasted.

Ning Qingye wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep, but found that the night was extremely long. The more he thought about it, the more upset he became, the finally lifted the bedding, sat up, and looked at the door.

People are all living in groups. No matter how cold a person is, they still want to chat. If the master is not around, who can I chat with...

Xu Buling...

After passing by Li Hansheng, Ning Qingye's mood was so ups and downs. Although he didn't know what to say, he still stood up.

In the dim light, Ning Qingye was wearing a warm white lotus bellyband, exactly the same as Ning Yuhe's. She was sewn by Ning Yuhe himself. She was not very good at female redness. From clothes to shoes and socks, she prepared everything Ning Yuhe had when she was free.

When wearing a white dress, Ning Qingye paused and looked down.

He was born with beauty and beauty since childhood. Ning Qingye's figure is very outstanding. You can see from the fact that he dares to compare with the branch. He is tall and slender, and from his fingertips to his feet, he is perfect to have no flaws. Before Xinbakui had no news, he was already one of the few beautys in the world.

Ning Qingye didn't care much about these things in the past. He only thought about practicing martial arts and taking revenge. He never used makeup and was cold and cold. But now that he has become the eight masters, he must pay a little attention...

Thinking of this, Ning Qingye raised his hand and held his bellyband, then quickly put down his hand, as if he was afraid that outsiders would see it.

He didn't bring any rouge and powder when walking in the world, and he didn't even have a decent flower hairpin, so he couldn't dress up. Ning Qingye hesitated for a while, tidied up his hair with a comb, tied it into an exquisite drooping cloud bun, put it on a white skirt, dressed up neatly, and walked out of the door. He wanted to carry the sword that he never left, but in the end he put it in the room.

There are not many guests in the small inn, and the lobby door is closed, so even a guy can't see it.

There are only four upper rooms in total. Xu Buling and Nightingale live in the middle, Ning Qingye is on the left, and Zhongli Jiujiu lives on the right. This arrangement is because Xu Buling is worried that something will happen to the night and can break through the wall and come to help at any time.

Ning Qingye's footsteps were light and silent, like a white ghost floating in the corridor. He came to Xu Buling's room door, hooked his hair in his ears, and brewed his emotions a little before raising his hand and knocking:

"Junior brother, have you slept? I have something to talk to you."

It is in the tone of an elder. After all, in the world, senior brothers and sisters are elders, and they can't let her be a senior sister talk softly to the junior brother.

The room was very quiet. After a while, the nightingale's muffled voice remembered:

"Young Master is asleep. Is there anything wrong with Miss Ning?"

Ning Qingye frowned slightly, separated by a wall, Xu Buling was so skilled in martial arts. Even if he really fell asleep, he should wake up. He asked the maid to say he would refuse guests, obviously he didn't want to see her...

Ning Qingye has always been straightforward. The other party doesn't like her, so she naturally doesn't look at her and she will not stick her cold butt. She responded softly: "I understand," and turned around and walked towards her room.

However, after taking two steps, Ning Qingye stopped again. He was already depressed and wanted to find someone to talk to him. But when he was turned away, he naturally became even more upset.

She clenched her fists, turned around and looked at Zhongli Jiujiu's room, thought for a while, walked over and raised her hand and knocked:

"Hey~ are you asleep?"

"Ah~..."

The response this time was quick. Zhongli Jiujiu seemed to be shocked, let out a low voice, and then quietly seemed to be pretending to be asleep.

"snort……"

Ning Qingye couldn't say anything about Xu Buling, so he was not polite to Zhongli Jiujiu. Seeing that the other party was awake and pretended to be asleep, he covered his face with his sleeves and gently pushed open the door.

There are naturally no hidden weapons on the door.

After Ning Qingye was sure that he hadn't fallen into it, he stepped into the house.

The room was dark and there was nothing else except the table and chairs. The bed curtains on the inside were placed, covering them tightly. There was a pair of embroidered shoes on the ground. It seemed that they had indeed rested.

Ning Qingye walked to the table and sat down, sitting straight and said calmly:

"Ye Jiuniang, I'll tell you something."

Ruddy...

After the curtain, Zhongli Jiujiu seemed to have turned over, and a slightly sleepy and tired voice sounded:

"Qingye, why are you here so late? I've already fallen asleep. It's cold, so I won't get up..."

The sound is very strange and depressing, just like enduring pain.

Ning Qingye frowned slightly, stood up and walked towards the curtain:

"Are you injured?"

"No……"

The voice behind the curtain showed a little anxious: "I just woke up, I was so tired a few days ago and didn't want to move. Forget it, I'd better get up..."

When Ning Qingye heard this, he naturally did not open the curtain and turned around and sat down. His voice softened a little:

"Don't get up, I...I just came over and talked to you about something and disturbed me."

Ruddy—

Zhongli Jiujiu picked up a corner of the curtain and lay on her side, only poking her cheeks out of the hem of the curtain. She seemed to be afraid of the cold and wrapped her tightly. She smiled softly: "Tell me."

Ning Qingye glanced and found that Zhongli Jiujiu's cheeks were flushed and some beads of sweat were hanging. He said in confusion: "Are you very hot?"

"I'm afraid of the cold, and the quilt is covered a little thicker."

"oh……"

Ning Qingye nodded and said seriously: "I'm here... just to tell you about Xu Buling. Why are you close to Xu Buling? I know you are not a big evil person, but you have many minor problems. I am Xu Buling's senior sister, and you always have to care about him... Xu Buling needs your help, and it's hard for me to say anything about my past grudges. Let's put aside the grudges of the past, but if you have bad intentions and want to plot against Xu Buling, I will still deal with you."

Abnormal plot?

I'm almost tortured to death...

Zhongli Jiujiu was sore and weak, and she was unable to speak of her suffering. She insisted on calming herself and showed a smile: "Your master and I were just having fun. There was something inappropriate and annoying back then. Now I have been thinking about it... I am approaching Xu Buling, well... I want to accept an apprentice and compete with your master..."

"As expected..."

"No! I'm already thinking about it, I won't argue with your master. People in the martial arts world are just trying to make a living. Xu Buling gives me such a high price and just takes money to do things..."

Ning Qingye frowned slightly and thought for a while. The logic seemed to be fine. She was just feeling bored and wanted to chat with someone casually. Now that she had no topics, she was a little embarrassed.

Ning Qingye thought for a while, and glanced at the red candle placed on the table. The red candle had burned out, leaving a few tears of candles. She said in confusion:

"Why do you light two candles?"

Zhongli Jiujiu frowned and gently pushed the husband who was chaotic behind him, laughing with difficulty:

"Xu Buling gave a lot of money, I don't know how to spend it. Click one to see one, I'm happy..."

??

ill……

Ning Qingye was speechless and looked to the side. He saw the tea-green wine gourd placed on the table. This was Xu Buling's wine gourd, so she naturally recognized it.

Ning Qingye frowned: "Xu Buling has been here just now?"

Zhongli Jiujiu bit her lower lip tightly, breathing slightly unsteady: "I've been here... I've been injured on his body, so I showed him and wanted to use alcohol as a medicine guide... It was okay tonight, so I kept the wine and took a few sips to relieve my boredom..."

Ning Qingye looked at the tea-green wine gourd, and didn't know what he remembered, and his eyes suddenly became lost:

"Why... His wine gourd was vermilion red in the past and was given to Miss Song... When he was in Chang'an, he saved my life and gave me a sip. The wine gourd was very beautiful..."

Zhongli Jiujiu was embarrassed and speechless. When he heard this, he quickly answered:

"If you like it, just take it."

??

Ning Qingye looked puzzled and turned around: "It's not your wine gourd, why did you give it to me?"

“…”

Zhongli Jiujiu couldn't help it anymore. With the move of turning over, he pinched his back hard and said softly:

"Xu Buling is no longer drinking now, and the wine gourd is not useful. I wanted to use it for the medicine, but he... he refused and said he was going to give it to you. He never had the chance to speak... Haha, you happened to come here today, I will mention it by the way..."

"oh……"

Ning Qingye was half-believing and half-doubted. He glanced at Jiu Hulu, but did not reach out to pick it up, but said lightly:

"Just give him to him, the big man is so squeamish..."

"I'm afraid you don't want it."

“…”

Ning Qingye blinked his eyes and felt strange. He didn't want to tell Zhongli Jiujiu these private matters, so he stood up and said, "I'll disturb you, you go to bed first..." After that, he walked out.

Zhongli Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief. Just when she was about to be pulled back, Ning Qingye suddenly stopped in front of the door, almost scaring her to death.

"Qingye, what's wrong?"

"Well...Don't tell Xu Buling about the wine gourd. He just wants to give it to him. If I know, he can't give it to him..."

"Oh, I understand."

Scream-

The door closed, the footsteps gradually drifted away, and the room became quiet...
Chapter completed!