Legend of Qingling Dance

Chapter 150 The Change of Xiang Xiaoyu

It seems that there is a pair of invisible footprints walking around every corner of the yard.

Everywhere it went, it stopped for a moment, as if thinking about something.

Then, move on.

"You've been here..."

"I've been here too..."

"Everywhere is filled with your breath, why?"

"It's just a mere ant, how did you do it?"

This sigh-like murmur sounded in Xiang Xiaoyu's mind.

"why?"

"why?"

The voice was still asking in a low voice.

"Bang!", Xiang Xiaoyu's forehead hit another person's forehead!

"I don't know! I don't know! Don't ask me! Don't ask me anything!" Xiang Xiaoyu suddenly came to his senses and roared violently.

"Oops." Qing Ning screamed, covered her forehead and took a few steps back, wondering: "What's wrong?"

This bump actually woke Xiang Xiaoyu up, and the voice in her head disappeared without a trace.

"I'm bewitched... no, I've got heatstroke..." Xiang Xiaoyu said bitterly.She pushed Qing Ning's finger away: "No, you don't need to feel the pulse, and you don't need to treat it. Just give me a few pills to calm the nerves."

"Is it okay to mix medicine?" Qing Ning smiled sweetly, her finger on Xiang Xiaoyu's pulse.

Hold it once, then hold it again, frowning and not saying a word.

"How? Could it be that I have some terminal illness?" Xiang Xiaoyu stared suspiciously.

"Your pulse is much slower and thinner than ordinary people's. The three pulses of Cun Guan Chi are empty and weak, soft and heavy, weak and slippery..."

Qing Ning frowned and was interrupted halfway by the impatient Xiang Xiaoyu: "Don't talk about these things that you don't understand. Just tell me what disease I have!"

"Okay." Qing Ning shook his head, with a confused look on his face: "It stands to reason that an ordinary person's pulse is so weak, if it is not a long-term illness, it must be extremely weak. However, you are obviously in good health, alive and kicking, and everything is as usual Isn't it strange? Could it be that you were born like this?"

Qing Ning rubbed his forehead, he had already made a red envelope, and felt a dull pain.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly: Xiang Xiaoyu's strength is really not small.

Xiang Xiaoyu jumped three feet high: "Of course not! You should be more careful. Maybe I really have some terminal illness, my God, this is amazing!"

"It may not be terminally ill. But, woe to you, girl." A low, middle-aged man's voice suddenly sounded in the courtyard, startling the two of them.

Qing Ning turned around and saw that the person coming was a middle-aged man, in his forties, with a gloomy face.

It was the middle-aged men of the two "visited guests from Beijing" who came here a few days ago.

Qing Ning thought of what Lin Hongbi had told him, and couldn't help but sink slightly: This person's status is unusual, he left without saying goodbye that night, and today he suddenly came here uninvited. I don't know what his intentions are?
She was a little uneasy, bowed her head and gave a salute: "It turns out that sir is visiting. Sir... are you here to look for senior brother?"

Xuan Jiu shook his head with a warm smile on his face.

This smile made most of the gloom on his face dissipate, and he looked very gentle and kind.

Qing Ning felt relieved, and was about to ask a question, but was interrupted by Xiang Xiaoyu: "Hey! How do you talk? Judging by your age, there are no rules in what you say and do. Who's to blame? Pooh! Woe!"

Xuan Jiu was not angry either, he stared at Xiang Xiaoyu for a moment, his eyes full of amusement.After a while, he said: "A phoenix is ​​a phoenix, and a wild duck is a wild duck. A fake is a fake, and it can't be changed into the real. Miss, I don't know if I'm right?"

Xiang Xiaoyu's complexion changed suddenly, a pretty face turned blue and then red, red and then blue, after a long while, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)