Young man, rich and easy to talk

Ah Chao.

Recalling that Wuming didn't call him that often. When he was still in Fufeng Mountain Villa, every time he finished calling him that, he would be hugged and rubbed by someone who was overjoyed until he went to bed, and then couldn't get out all night. .If Tang Wuming still wanted his own waist, he would usually call him by his full name honestly.

Wuming stroked his shoulder. He thought about forcing Qin Xi to leave, but he never thought that something would happen to him in his bedroom.He thought that if he hid him so tightly in the house, there would never be any irreversible mistakes.

He sat on the bed, brought Qin Xichao in, and checked his body up and down, but he didn't find a wound, and his complexion, lips and skin were all normal and didn't seem to be poisoned.He couldn't imagine who would have such an ability to kill Qin Xichao, who was a master of martial arts, without anyone noticing.

"Ah Chao, I don't know who hurt you." Wuming wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and murmured, "Even if I find out all the truth and kill Fang Youli, in the end I will still be a homeless person targeted by everyone." It can be returned. It is better, it is better..."

He looked down at Qin Xichao's sleeping face, and slowly pressed his forehead, Qi Qi smiled, "Why don't we go with you today." Anyway, there is nothing to miss.

As soon as the words fell, Qin Xi's palm around his chest suddenly felt a violent beating, Wuming was startled, and immediately lay down on his side to listen to his heartbeat carefully. Feel it for a while.

heart!

Wuming wept with joy, hurriedly cleaned up his embarrassed face, and looked up to confirm Qin Xichao's aura.

But when he got up together, he met Qin Xichao's calm and deep eyes, without any panic of escaping from death, he just stared at him straightly, with his brows slightly frowned.

"You..." An unbelievable suspicion suddenly appeared in Wuming's mind.

After waking up, Qin Xichao held Wuming's arm, and asked softly, "What did you say just now, and you wanted to kill Fang and justify it? This is the reason why you refused to go back with me no matter what you said?"

"..." Wuming slowly pulled out his arm, suspecting that Qin Xichao's flat expression was a little bit confirmed in his heart, he asked back in a trembling voice, "You lied to me?" Qin Xichao closed his mouth tightly and did not speak. But he was questioned again by Wuming, pinching his neck, "You lied to me, Qin Xichao?! You lied to me with death!!"

A few days ago, Qin Xichao thought about it carefully, and finally chose the latter between Tang Mu and Tang Wuming. Liu Hua told him that he had a formula of Guixi Pill, and he could make a formula according to the recipe. Come two.Liuhua encouraged him to take Tang Wuming down the mountain by feigning death. After that, Wuming passed away, and all kinds of entanglements had nothing to do with him.

Qin Xichao listened to him, and tried Liuhua's new elixir. The effect of the two-hour medicine was delayed for some reason, so...it was exposed, which led to the current result.Qin Xichao didn't know how to explain this matter to Tang Wuming, so he had to shut up first to avoid making too many mistakes.

But the trembling in the nameless voice made Qin Xichao faintly uneasy.

Sure enough, Wuming seemed to give a wry smile, let go of his hand, turned around and left.Qin Xichao only felt that his departure seemed irreversible, so he immediately reached out to stop him, and just about to call out to him, he was slapped over by a sudden slap from Wuming.

[-]% strength, [-]% anger, merciless.The fight in Sword Court that day over Tang Mu's matter was not as serious.

Qin Xichao's side face was swollen up to half its height immediately, and then it was congested and red.

"Isn't it interesting!" Wuming roared, "Isn't it very happy to see me chasing you so desperately!"

"Wu Ming, I didn't mean to tease you." Qin Xichao didn't care about his red and swollen cheeks. He only saw the red eyes of the person in front of him from crying. The teardrops in the eyes were held back.Tang Wuming has never been a crying person, even if he really shed tears, he would bite them into pieces and swallow them in his stomach, but at this moment he looked at him with huge disappointment in his eyes, which made Qin Xichao's heart skip a beat. With a tug on the ground, he was even more depressed than when he turned around from the tortoise's breath just now.

Qin Xichao wanted to reach out to hug him, but was thrown away with a palm.

"That's enough," Wuming hoarse, not knowing whether he was yelling or crying, "I'll ask you one last time, will you go down the mountain?"

The person beside the bed shook his head firmly.

Wuming took two steps back with a sneer, kicked open the tightly closed door, the sudden light that came in brightened half of Wuming's body, he pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled ugly, "Okay Qin Xichao, this is You choose, you can't regret it."

The right-hand man's pet suddenly died, and the news spread faster than the wind. A group of black-clothed disciples had already stood outside the door kicked open by Wuming. of the remains.They vaguely heard a quarrel in the room, especially Youshi's uncontrollable anger. At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and the group of people took a step back in fright.

Wuming glanced at the door, and raised his voice and asked: "Someone deceived me, lied to me, and lurked beside me for a long time, and I don't know what they want to do. What should you do?"

There were whispers in the crowd, everyone exchanged glances, and finally a voice gradually sounded, hesitatingly said, "Should... be sent to the Valley of Evil Spirits for a strict interrogation..."

There was a sudden sound of a sharp weapon falling to the ground in the room, as if something had broken.Wuming slowly turned his eyes back, and looked at a white porcelain flower that was broken on the ground in the slightly dim room. He turned his head to look at Qin Xichao, who had a slightly shocked expression, and his two rows of sharp teeth were paired up and down:

"Oh, send him there then."

The people outside the door didn't know who they were referring to. Ning who was at the door rushed in first to see what was going on, and then heard a long cry from the room: "Ah! You are not dead!"

Wuming leaned against the wall, closed his swollen and uncomfortable eyes, and waved his hands impatiently, "What are you doing in a daze, you don't want to live anymore?!"

The guards swarmed in, restraining Qin Xichao one by one with one arm, and he didn't resist. He let the group of people tie him up and dragged him to Wuming.Wuming lowered his head and scratched Qin Xichao's swollen side face, his eyebrows furrowed almost invisibly.

"What do you want to do again?" Qin Xichao whispered while Wuming was right in front of him.

Wuming lowered his eyes, "It's nothing, I'll give you another place to stay."

Qin Xichao was forcibly pulled away from his eyes. He watched the guards pushing and urging that person, his tone of voice had long since lost the fear of his status as a right-hand man.

Wuming laughed a few times, and slowly followed with his hands tucked into his sleeves.