big master, big liar

When Song Xuan jumped out of the mansion, there was too much movement, and several guards were alarmed, and they chased him as a thief who came to steal chickens and dogs.

It's just that the other party didn't seem to put much effort into chasing him. He turned around a few streets and alleys, and he almost got rid of it. Song Xuan's pace gradually slowed down.

It's the beginning of spring, just after the national funeral, the night market reopens, every household comes out to breathe, the street is very lively, the vendors are walking on the street bridge and selling, with singing voices from all over the world, they have gathered together to form a very lively scene Opera comes.

Walking on the road, Song Xuan couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

He remembered every word of what Mr. Nan Rong said just now. He said that he was the same kind of person as him, that it was a real waste for him to live in the countryside, and he even called Ji Hui by his first and last name.

The most important thing is that at that weird moment just now, he vaguely realized that Mr. Nan Rong also possessed some kind of strange ability, but it was invalid on him.

It's like he can't read Nan Rongjun's memory, no matter what Nan Rongjun's ability is, it doesn't seem to work on him.

Song Xuan has carried this special ability for more than [-] years, and it was the first time he found someone of the same kind as him, and he was inevitably shocked.But in addition to being shocked, he couldn't help thinking about Nan Rongjun's performance and the deep meaning in his words.

At this moment, there was only a horse neighing, followed by a man's voice: "Get out of the way—"

Song Xuan felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously rolled on the ground, just passing by the carriage, the frame of the carriage drew a long track on the ground, and then forcibly stopped.

Those around who witnessed this scene all smacked their tongues and said it was dangerous. If Song Xuan hadn't reacted quickly, he might have hit the frame right now. Even if his legs and feet were not broken, it would be enough for the horse to kick him twice.

Only then did Song Xuan realize that he had lost his mind and went the wrong way, so he quickly turned around and bowed to apologize.

The young man who drove the car seemed to have lingering fears: "Why don't you even look at the road? I bumped into my son, and you look good..."

Song Xuan raised his head slightly: "Sorry..."

With their eyes facing each other, both of them froze in place.

"...Song, Song...?"

The young man was somewhat heroic, but there was an habitual smile on the corner of his mouth. When he saw Song Xuan, his eyes were wide open, who else could it be if it wasn't Zhu Yang.

Song Xuanleng stayed where he was, never expecting to meet him here by chance.

Then he immediately thought that since Zhu Yang appeared here, Ji Yunxi might not be too far away.

He hurriedly made a silent gesture to Zhu Yang, preventing Zhu Yang from calling out his name.

Zhu Yang's face was distorted and dull for a moment, and then he said understandingly: "Song... just send you to see the official, let's go, we don't have time to spend here with you."

Song Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhu Yang coughed twice, raised his whip to leave, and Song Xuan also turned his head, ready to get back into the crowd.

But suddenly he heard a voice behind him: "Song Xuan!"

Set his footsteps in place.

That voice has gone through the hoarseness of a young man, and transformed into a clear and clear young man, but it still has the slightly cold tone of the year.

After all, there is no escape.

Song Xuan sighed lowly and turned around.

The street lights were like daylight, and the man raised the curtain of the carriage, looking at him quietly through the bustling bustling bustle and the endless stream of people.

He is clearly a person made of ice and snow, but his eyes are burning like they want to burn a hole out of him.

"...Long time no see." The corner of Song Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, I don't know if it was more nostalgia or more gratification.

Zhu Yang smiled wryly and said, "Mr. Song, come up and talk. There are too many people here, so it's inconvenient."

In the end, Song Xuan was concerned about Ji Yunxi's identity, jumped into the carriage quickly, lowered the curtain to cover it tightly, and then turned to face the person in the carriage.

Ji Yunxi after six years.

He obviously had a twitch, and his whole body became slender and straight. He only wore a black spring dress, which made his waist narrower and his legs longer. The half of his wrist exposed under the sleeve was as white as jade, even his fingertips were glowing. Lustrous luster.

His face was even more stunning. He was originally born exquisitely, but now that he is getting older, his facial features are a little tougher, not as soft as when he was young, but there is a bit of masculine aggression in this beauty.

His body still doesn't seem to be in a good shape, there is still a sickly look between his brows, and his complexion is pale. This slight weakness also makes his color a little more seductive, like a lotus under the moon, shining brightly, making people unable to move their eyes away .

Song Xuan sized him up for a long while, but he never expected that the young man he met when he first met had turned into such a tall and mature appearance.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he showed a lazy and rascal expression: "Master, I see that your seal is black and your temples are gray, I'm afraid there may be some unforeseen disaster."

This is what he said when he first met Ji Yunxi six years ago. At that time, he only wanted to get some money from the rich man to spend, but he didn't want to create so many entanglements, so he insisted on letting him go away for six years. , But when we meet again, infinite complex emotions arise.

Ji Yunxi laughed: "Then I have to ask Mr. to help me solve the problem."

The air in the carriage seemed to be a little lighter.

"It's easy to say," Song Xuan still laughed. "It's just that you need to know that it takes a lot of money to find someone to eliminate the disaster."

"This is troublesome, I have no money." Ji Yunxi put his hand on Song Xuan's arm calmly and said in a low voice. "How about sending yourself to your husband to pay off the debt?"

Song Xuan was slightly distracted by these words, and then met Ji Yunxi's dark pupils.Those eyes were filled with thick and hot emotions, and even the temperature from the back of his hand became scorching hot.

Song Xuan couldn't help but wanted to withdraw his hand, but Ji Yunxi grabbed it with his backhand, and his fingers like jade sculptures were inserted between his fingers, and intertwined with his fingers.The palms were pressed together, as if something was connected, it shattered the composure on Song Xuan's face, and let all his panicked emotions surface on his face.

He wanted to suppress his panic: "Axi..."

But Ji Yunxi approached him more and more, and said softly: "Song Xuan, you can't escape this time."

The former boy seemed to have turned into a shrewd hunter, besieging him in this narrow space, making him restless.

Ji Yunxi whispered in his ear: "I caught you."