It snows heavily in winter.

Between the streets and alleys of Dayefang, Zhu Manzhi held an oil-paper umbrella, and made no purpose, and sometimes he looked back and confirmed that no one followed him, and then he accelerated his pace to Ning Qingye's courtyard.

A few days ago, I found the clue of the Dragon Locking Gu. Zhu Manzhi was surprised and couldn't help but feel frightened. He would only feel at ease when he was in front of Xu Buling. But Xu Buling is the prince of Prince Su, not something ordinary people can see whenever they want.

Zhu Manzhi didn't know where Xu Buling was. She looked like a patrol and walked around Kuishou Street for a few times before she learned that Xu Buling was imprisoned in the Imperial College. She had to go around the Imperial College. She didn't know anyone and could not send messages to Xu Buling.

Fortunately, Lao Qi, who had a chance to meet in the end, came out to ask, and then told the important news.

Zhu Manzhi was worried after all that he had not seen Xu Buling. He was born with little courage and knew the dangers of the world. In order to protect himself, he had to find a safe place to wait.

Zhu Manzhi came to the capital not long after, and he didn't know any backers at all. The royal palace on Kuishou Street was full of people, and the only master he could think of was the female assassin hiding in the market.

The female assassin and Xu Buling knew each other. It might be because Xu Buling was a small one. Standing on the united front, it was naturally impossible for her to harm her.

So Zhu Manzhi came to the outside of the courtyard with no one alley and raised his hand and knocked on the gate.

Dongdong--

There was a fire in the yard, and it was obviously someone. A faint smell of medicine drifted in the air, and a cool sound followed:

"who?"

Zhu Manzhi blinked her big eyes, thought for a while, and spoke very seriously:

"I am Prince Xu's... a visitor! I met you last time..."

Although the guests and guards are all doing things for the owner, their identities are vastly different.

The guards are thugs to protect the yard, and they can be recruited on the street, and some even servants in the mansion.

The "Guardian" is different. It is the master who invited the host to the residence. He is a friend and has some capable staff. The host even personally welcomes and gives the honorific title "Mr.".

Those who can be a guest in Prince Su's Mansion are probably the level of Lao Xiao who can recite the master's house in the sea of ​​corpses and blood. Even Xu Buling is regarded as an elder. His status can be imagined.

Zhu Manzhi held a paper umbrella and pressed his waist knife, stood outside the yard with his head held high and his chest held high, and he was really a bit of a master's attitude.

Scream-

The gate of the courtyard is open.

Ning Qingye, wearing a snow-white fox fur, showed off her figure. The fox fur is like snow, her long hair is like a waterfall, and her beautiful face is like a fairy in the sky. Her slender eyebrows are slightly raised and she looks down at the little girl in front of her:

"What's up?"

“…”

Zhu Manzhi is not tall, at most Xu Buling's chin, while Ning Qingye has a slender figure. When Xu Buling's eyebrows are close, he has to look up at people, and his aura is naturally weaker.

Zhu Manzhi subconsciously straightened her chest, trying to make herself look taller, and said in a deep voice: "I made an appointment with Prince Xu and I want to wait here..." After thinking about it, he added: "Prince Xu let you protect my safety."

Ning Qingye frowned slightly, with a little surprise, thinking about it for a while, but without asking too much, he made way for the way:

"Come in."

Zhu Manzhi put away the oil paper umbrella, looked around and then hurried into the yard, closed the door and tied it, and listened to the movement outside against the door panel. These are the methods of the wolf guards' counter-tracking.

Ning Qingye turned a blind eye to this, walked back to the eaves, and continued to simmer the medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. As the saying goes, it is said that if you hurt your muscles for a hundred days, you will hit Zhang Xiang twice on your shoulders and arms. It is not a serious problem, but if you do not take care of it carefully, it will easily leave the root of the disease. The body is the capital of a warrior. If you do not pay attention to recuperation, you will basically become a medicine jar in your forties.

The wind is cold in winter, and the yard is colder.

Ning Qingye sat on a small stool wrapped in a snow-white fox fur, with a long sword at hand, and seven or eight wine pots under the eaves.

Ning Qingye was born to speak less, and he didn't say a few words to the people close to him, and he didn't mean to entertain the guests.

Zhu Manzhi is different. She is born with a natural familiarity and can talk nonsense with anyone.

After confirming that there was no one outside, Zhu Manzhi had nothing to do in the empty courtyard, so he moved a small stool from the house and sat down opposite Ning Qingye. He thought about it:

"Hey~ Are you injured?"

"My name is Ning Qingye, not 'Hey', just call me Sister Ning."

"?"

Zhu Manzhi raised her eyebrows and was immediately dissatisfied. Why should she call her sister?

"Miss Ning, here I Zhu Manzhi, the people in Jianghu sent me the name "Fenhe Sword God". If you don't mind, just call me Zhu Fei Hero..."

"Fenhe Sword God?"

Ning Qingye never jokes with others, and his face turned a little serious. After thinking about it carefully, he was sure that he had never heard of the character "Fenhe Sword God" before he raised his eyes:

"I wish the heroine also uses a sword?"

Zhu Manzhi coughed lightly: "I understand a little bit, but I usually don't draw the sword. If I draw the sword, I will see blood. I can't fight with the girl. It's a pity."

Some famous swordsmen in the world do have this particularity.

Ning Qingye was half-believing and half-doubted. It was difficult to see the depth of the masters in the martial arts world from the surface. After looking at Zhu Manzhi for a few glances, her eyes slightly condensed...

Snap-

The three-foot cold front was unsheathed, bringing out a silver light in the snowy courtyard.

The sword light swept past and then retracted the scabbard.

Ning Qingye was still in his original position, and he seemed to have not even moved.

Zhu Manzhi shivered in fear, leaned back slightly, but didn't see anything clearly, and spoke in confusion:

"Well... girl, you are..."

As I spoke, I suddenly felt a little cold.

When I looked down, I found that there was a hole in the collar of my clothes. Even the bellyband inside was cut by the sword tip, revealing the white arc inside, but it did not hurt the flesh.

"ah--"

Zhu Manzhi hugged her chest with a red face, and looked at the opposite side in annoyance, wanting to scold people but dare not.

Ning Qingye's cheeks were plain, and there was no respect between his eyebrows. He was tossing the small stove on his own:

"I'm not big, I have a big breast, I don't stay at home and breastfeed my child, and I'll run out to travel to the world. If you fall into the hands of the bad guys one day, you will know that it's amazing..."

Zhu Manzhi's almond eyes were round, her teeth were itchy, but her skills were not as good as others and she had no say. She could only hum sar sarcastically:

"Miss Ning taught her a lesson that only Miss Ning is tall and so young can enter the world, so as not to be targeted by evil people..."

Ning Qingye paused his hands, raised his eyes and glanced at Zhu Manzhi, then sat up straight, pinched the collar with both hands, slightly opened the fox fur, revealing his delicate and graceful figure below.

Between breathing, peaks and mountains rise.

Ning Qingye tilted his head slightly, and his eyes, which were seven points heroic and three points charming, had a bit of provocation.

Hum~?

This fox charming guy is so bullying~!

Zhu Manzhi was so angry that she could hardly speak. The eldest girl did not leave any revenge for the night. How could she be stage frightened at this time?

The Wolf Guard's uniform was very tight. Zhu Manzhi raised his hand and wanted to untie the collar of the clothes and compete with the fox Meizi in front of him.

But Ning Qingye in front of him moved his ears slightly, noticed something, held the hilt of the sword and looked at the gate of the courtyard:

"who?!"
Chapter completed!