It was Tang Qi who ran so fast that he had to die a hundred and eighty times in these years.

??105.

?? When it was almost dawn, Wu Sui'an, who was resting on the wooden pillar, suddenly clenched the dagger in his hand, got up and looked around. He glanced at the corner where Tang Qi and Yan Shaoqing were, and then slowly lifted his foot To Hua Wuming.

?? Hua Wuming slept very lightly. Just as Wu Sui'an was about to speak, he opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and bright, and he didn't see the bleary feeling of just waking up.

"Are they chasing you?" Hua Wuming asked calmly.

"There is still about half an hour." Wu Suian said, "It's always good to be prepared. Bai Zhixiao is also here. He must know the whereabouts of Wei Zhuqing, so go find him first."

Hua Wuming fastened his clothes, and then raised his eyes to look at Tang Qi who was still sleeping soundly. He was just casually taking a look, but accidentally met Yan Shaoqing's icy eyes. His back turned cold, as if he had glimpsed someone else. What a secret.

Yan Shaoqing didn't fall asleep that night, she kept sitting next to Tang Qi with her sword in her arms, her eyelids drooping, wondering what she was thinking.

Hua Wuming originally thought that this was due to the pride and arrogance of people who were born as young masters, and they wanted to maintain a clean image even if they were living outside.But before he left, he glanced quietly again, only to realize that Yan Shaoqing was protecting Tang Qi, so that even if someone made a move from the door, Yan Shaoqing would be able to stand in front of Tang Qi.

Interesting.

106.

When Tang Qi woke up, the Xiufa duo had been gone for a long time.

He was about to get up to see where Yan Shaoqing was, when suddenly there was a roasted sweet potato in front of him.

More precisely, there was an extra hand of Yan Shaoqing holding a roasted sweet potato.

He glanced at Daxia Yan in a daze, swallowed his saliva, and then took the roasted sweet potato.The sweet potatoes were still warm, I don't know if it was the residual heat from roasting or the temperature in Yan Shaoqing's hands.

Tang Qi: "Hero Yan, where did you get the sweet potatoes?"

Yan Shaoqing: "I picked it up."

107.

The monk who was just kicked out of the ruined temple by Yan Daxia: ...

Is it easy to become a monk?Under the world style, people's hearts are not ancient, and there are still people who rob monks for food.

Amitabha, Amitabha.

108.

Tang Qi: "Hero Yan, have you eaten yet?"

Yan Shaoqing: "Eat."

Tang Qi: "Oh."

Yan Daxia's stomach growled.

Tang Qi raised his head: "Hero Yan, have you eaten yet?"

Yan Shaoqing: "..."

Yan Shaoqing: "No."

109.

So the two of them ate the only sweet potato that was not too big or too small.

It was so miserable.

So miserable.

If they were not in a hurry, and there were no places selling breakfast in the surrounding area, the two of them could be regarded as half well-known people in the world, and they were so embarrassed that they could only share a looted sweet potato.

Tang Qi sighed, and walked behind the old hen brother Yan.

I don't know if it's because I'm hungry or I feel that the groaning just now is too embarrassing, but after Yan Shaoqing ate half of the sweet potato, he just didn't say a word to Tang Qi.

The ears are still red.

It can be seen that Yan Shaoqing's skin is not as thick as Tang Qi's, and at a young age, he is easily shy.

In fact, there is no embarrassment in the stomach.People have seven emotions and six desires, and feeding their stomachs is the most important thing.

The person with the highest martial arts in the world is probably not a god who does not eat fireworks in the world.

Tang Qi took a few steps to walk side by side with Yan Shaoqing, then leaned into Yan Shaoqing's ear and whispered, "Hero Yan, if you stretch out your hand, I'll give you something too."

Yan Shaoqing turned her head, stopped, and looked at him.

Tang Qi's fisted hand was placed in Yan Shaoqing's palm.

110.

He put a half-dead grasshopper in Yan Shaoqing's hand.

111.

Yan Shaoqing: ...

112.

Tang Qi: "Hahaha I lied to you just now."

Yan Shaoqing's face turned cold, and he raised his foot to continue walking.

Tang Qi: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, just extend your hand again, and I'll give you another thing."

Yan Shaoqing pursed her lips and stretched out her other hand.

113.

Tang Qi put a flower in his palm this time.

The one picked by the roadside.

This is the wilderness, and there is nothing unusual about one or two flowers.

Yan Shaoqing glanced at the flowers in his hand, and then at Tang Qi.

Tang Qi: "Thump, thump, I'll send you Huahua."

Yan Shaoqing: "..."

Tang Qi: "Since you have received the flowers, should you talk to me?"

Yan Shaoqing: "Okay."

114.

Gu Yan.wilderness.

This was not the path they had taken before.

There was an accident on the original short-cut road, and even the official car could not pass.

In order not to wade through this muddy water, they still chose this long and remote road.

The smoke rising from a distant house staggered slowly, like the unceasing breath of a dying person.

Yan Shaoqing: "When Yan Moji first met my mother, he also gave her flowers."

Tang Qi: "Girls should always love flowers."

Yan Shaoqing: "She never liked to tend flowers and plants, but she will take good care of them if my father gave them to her."

Tang Qi stopped and murmured: "Then what did I give you?"

Yan Shaoqing didn't answer him, but went on to say: "It's a pity that it doesn't grow long. She doesn't know how to grow flowers, and she doesn't allow others to touch them... She always has to die."

Tang Qi stopped talking.

Yan Shaoqing: "If you love something...but you can't protect it, it's better to never have it, so you don't have to be sad."

115.

Another day.

After all, he arrived at the Yan Mansion.

Tang Qi just wanted to climb in through the back wall, but Yan Shaoqing grabbed the back of the neck again and dragged him back to the front door.

Yan Shaoqing: "You came here aboveboard, why did you climb over the wall?"

Tang Qi: "I'm used to it."

Yan Shaoqing: "Come again next time, go through the front door."

Tang Qi looked puzzled, and said: "But I am not the right way after all, if I let your friends see me, I will definitely say something."

Yan Shaoqing glanced at him and said lightly, "What did you say?"

Tang Qi snapped his fingers and said to him: "Let's just say that you are a hero, but you actually have such sneaky friends."

Yan Shaoqing: "Are you sneaking around?"

Tang Qi: ... Huh.

He stole rouge, a wooden comb, and a hero's obscene trousers. He had never stolen a chicken or a dog.

During this moment of hesitation, Tang Qi was dragged into Yan's mansion by Yan Shaoqing.

116.

Although Yan's mansion is not a big family, it also has a scene of corridors and waists, with high eaves and teeth pecking.There are all kinds of flowers and plants beside the promenade, but the color is a bit dim. I don't know if the servants didn't take good care of it, or because the spring is over.

The strange thing is that after walking all the way, Tang Qi didn't see many servants except the boy who opened the door.

As Yan Shaoqing walked, she also felt that there was something strange in the mansion.It happened that a maid carrying a tray of cakes passed by, they stopped her and asked, only to find out that something happened in the mansion, and the Patriarch was still watching from Master Yan.

Tang Qi whispered to Yan Shaoqing: "You can still eat cakes, it shouldn't be a big deal, you should relax first."

The maid's attitude towards Yan Shaoqing is also very strange, it seems that this incident in the mansion has nothing to do with Mr. Yan.She nodded slightly to Yan Shaoqing, and said: "Young master, if you need to eat or take a bath, there are still people in the back room who can send you... The master said that you can go to the master to have a look, and you don't have to force it if you don't."

"What's the matter with him?" Yan Shaoqing frowned slightly, although his face was impatient, he still asked a question.

"Master is seriously ill. Dr. Lin came to see him the day before yesterday and said that he won't live until next month."

117.

The head of the Yan family is not Yan Shaoqing's father, but Yan Shaoqing's mother's father.

This matter is very complicated, the mansion uses Yan Moji's surname, but the affairs of the mansion are completely decided by this old man.

Even Yan Shaoqing's martial arts were taught by the old man himself.

Tang Qi silently drank the tea brought by the maid, thinking it's no wonder why Yan Shaoqing had such a big opinion of his father, he hadn't said a few words for more than ten years, except for the little blood connection, Yan Moji probably had everything in Yan Shaoqing's heart no.

"Tang Qi," Yan Shaoqing suddenly called him in a low voice, "Should I go and see him?"

"You can go if you want." Tang Qi propped his cheeks and looked at Yan Daxia's dark blue eyes, "But if my father is sick, I will definitely go to see him."

Yan Shaoqing was silent, "What if you hate him?"

Tang Qi: "I hated him at first, but I don't hate him now."

Yan Shaoqing: "Then will you meet him?"

"Of course I want to see you." Tang Qi said, "I want to know what my father looks like, probably not as handsome as me."

Yan Shaoqing: "..."

118.

Tang Qi: "I say this because my father belches a long time ago."

Yan Shaoqing: "..."

Tang Qi: "But maybe he's still alive."

Yan Shaoqing: "..."

Tang Qi: "It's better not to see him than to see him. I think it's better to treat him as dead."

Yan Shaoqing lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Tang Qi: "Actually, I want to say, Daxia Yan, you can go if you want, it's okay if you don't want to... Why don't you detoxify me first?"

Damn, after running for so many days, he almost forgot his original intention of just wanting to detoxify.

Yan Shaoqing: "Not good."

119.

Hero Yan, you still have a temper.

120.

Tang Qi also couldn't figure out what Yan Shaoqing meant.

He simply picked up the cold tea too, imitating Yan Shaoqing and put on a bad face, pretending to be sulking.

It was about noon.

Tang Qi was so suffocated that his neck was covered with fine sweat. He didn't want to talk to Yan Shaoqing now, but he was so suffocated that he had to snort into the air.

Hearing his voice, Yan Daxia slowly raised his eyes and asked him, "I gave you the antidote, so you're leaving?"

Tang Qi: "Of course, is it possible that I still want to live in Yan Mansion?"

Yan Shaoqing turned her head back again.

Tang Qi didn't know what went wrong, so he could only bite the bullet and continue: "Brother Yan, you don't have me in this Yan family.

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