The protagonists have golden fingers

Song Nian's changes were obvious, although Su Lanqing wanted to cover it up, but he couldn't stand the attention of many people. Within two days, someone came to him worriedly and asked him if Song Nian had been hit too hard.

Zhennan Hou shook his head expressionlessly and said no, and the group of people left in doubt.

After the people walked away, Su Lanqing wiped her face vigorously, thinking helplessly, what else should I say?

Do you want me to tell you the truth, the current Song Nian is no longer the Song Nian from before?

Let alone whether they can accept it or not, even Su Lanqing herself has not been able to figure out how things got to this point.

Song Nian became too sudden and caught people off guard. Before they had time to notice anything, he changed into another look.He has become powerful, confident, and passionate, but also more and more cold.

Song Nian became very fond of laughing.He was already handsome and good-looking, but due to his previous experience, he always couldn't let go of his temper, and his smile was also cautious, with a small arc drawn from the corner of his mouth, which quickly faded away.

But now Song Ge has curved eyes and the curve of his lips is also very charming.With his appearance, I don't know how many unknowing girls and ladies have been fascinated.

The most irritating thing is that if it was someone else, Su Lanqing would definitely go up and beat him up without saying a word, or twice if he couldn't do it once. Can't beat Song Nian!

The young man who has suddenly become the master of mountains and rivers has been reborn and his strength has greatly increased. Let alone Su Lanqing, even if all the monks in the world are added together, they may not be able to defeat him!

Su Lanqing was so angry and angry that she had no choice but to do anything, she almost didn't turn herself into a powder keg.

That's all, but what he couldn't figure out was that the two brothers Qi Yunting, after being really out of their minds for a few days at first, became quite calm.

They are still close to Song Nian, Qi Yunting will still teach Song Nian how to use swordsmanship, and Qi Yunzhi will still share with Song Nian any delicious and interesting things, but there is a gap between the three of them, it seems that it is not the same as before.

Regarding this, Su Lanqing just wanted to grab their necks and sway desperately and growl: How on earth can you sit down and get along peacefully and friendly with such a big killer as if nothing happened? !

The Marquis of Zhennan withdrew his gaze with a headache, and he could only place his hopes on the monks in the capital, hoping that they would live up to their trust and solve the problem of evil cultivators earlier, otherwise...

He couldn't help it again, glanced at Song Nian who was talking to Qi Yunzhi with a crooked smile, his heart sank.

Otherwise, the person "Song Nian" really wouldn't exist.

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Su Lanqing's worries and guesses were all written in the letter, and they were quickly sent to Shen Yan and Gu Zhuangcheng.

They had already started to draw their nets at this time, and many big fish in the city had been caught.But after they received the letter, they still couldn't help being taken aback.

Shen Yan didn't have time, nor was he willing to think about how Song Nian changed from a student of Yunzhuang Pavilion to the Lord of Mountains and Rivers in just a few days. He subconsciously avoided this question and focused on other things. Above: "What Song Nian means...is that we are moving too slowly?"

Gu Zhuangcheng shared his thoughts with him, and he was not very willing to think about Song Nian's question, so he lowered his head and carefully pondered the meaning of the letter: "Probably. Should we speed up?"

Shen Yan lowered her head and pondered for a while, then gave a wry smile in embarrassment: "It can't be faster, otherwise it will be letting the tiger go back to the mountain."

"But if we continue at the current speed, I'm afraid Song Nian won't be able to suppress it for long."

Gu Zhuangcheng also followed with a wry smile, "If you fight, let the tiger go back to the mountain; if you don't fight, the Lord of the Mountains and Rivers will not be satisfied. No matter what the result is, the Order of the Mountains and Rivers will kill all directions in the end, and all living beings in the world will all die together..."

"So we have to find a way to stabilize Song Nian first, and then get rid of the evil cultivator as quickly as possible." Shen Yan thought for a while and said, "Do you think that if I send Song Nian the relics of Song Pavilion, he will Won't you become the Lord of Mountains and Rivers later?"

"I actually think it's enough." Gu Zhuangcheng didn't hold much hope, but at the moment there is no better way, only a dead horse can be treated as a living horse doctor, "But it's worth a try."

Shen Yan nodded and stood up: "Then I'll go clean it up now. Before Song Ge entered the palace, he left a lot of good things for his cheap son. Originally, he planned to wait for this matter to be settled before giving it to Song Nian. The thought came in handy so quickly.”

"Perhaps Song Ge himself didn't expect it? The child he rescued from the Shendao Gate would have such a piercing identity."

Gu Zhuangcheng closed his eyes and sighed softly, his tone was a bit disappointed, "If Song Ge is still alive, maybe everything will have another turning point."

Shen Yan paused, then turned around, looked at him seriously, and said firmly, "Yes, so we not only need to solve the problem of evil cultivators, but also avenge Song Ge—"

His eyes were burning, and his eyes seemed to be on fire, "Not only Song Ge! There are also Qi Jian, Qu Yuelou... all comrades who died in this battle between good and evil, we must avenge them! "

-

"You guys are really brave..." The young man in white fox fur squatted down halfway, tsk-tsk and let out a half-true admiration, "I haven't seen such a bold person for many years."

In front of him, several burly men were tied up and sat on the ground, huddled together, each of them trembling, their eyes widened in trepidation, for fear that the young man in front of him would suddenly violently murder to vent his anger!

Song Nian blinked, tilted his head curiously, and asked with great interest: "Hey, didn't you all want to rob me just now? Why are you all looking like quails?" , it’s hard to say anything?”

Hearing this, the big men were even more teeth knocked. They wanted to beg for mercy, but they were horrified to find that they were so frightened that they lost their voices. At this moment, they couldn't pronounce a single word!

Song Nian lost interest when he didn't get an answer. He curled his lips boredly, as if he had lost his beloved toy: "Forget it, it's boring."

When the big guys heard this, their eyes lit up, and they stared at the boy expectantly, hoping that he would show his respect and let them go.

Sure enough, the boy stretched out his hand, untied the ropes on their bodies, and took a few steps back in boredom: "Okay, let's go, and don't appear in front of me again in the future."

The big men didn't expect such a good thing, and they were all stunned.

The young man frowned dissatisfiedly, raised his chin slightly, and said dissatisfiedly, "Why, why don't you leave? Do you still want to be tied up again?"

"No, no, no! No need!" The big men trembled and ran away.

"Will I eat people if I run away so fast?" Song Nian muttered a few words in a low voice, stretched his waist and stood up from the ground.

He squatted for a long time, and now both legs are numb, so he can only stand there and wait for the two legs to regain consciousness.

He was emaciated, his face was as pale as porcelain, and he was wrapped in thick fox fur even in the dog days. He looked extremely chilly, and pedestrians looked sideways at him, thinking that he was probably sick.

Otherwise, in this hot and humid southwestern region, why would you want to wear fox fur?I'm afraid I don't want to die of heat.

Song Nian didn't care about the unexpected eyes at all, he slowed down and felt that his legs could barely move, so he walked slowly along the street step by step.

He didn't actually think about where to go, but Qi Yunzhi told him that his current condition is not suitable for staying in the barracks, and then gave him a bag of money to come out to play by himself.

The boy touched the brocade bag in his arms, and sighed silently.Why doesn't he know that those people are guarding against him?But this is also his own choice, so who can blame him?

But that's fine, as the Lord of Mountains and Rivers, he shouldn't have too much involvement with mortals.The Lord of Mountains and Rivers will never do things that endanger himself.

The young man walked aimlessly for a while, but was suddenly stopped by an old beggar.

The blind old beggar was walking slowly along this narrow path with a bamboo pole in one hand and a broken bowl in the other.

The two collided unexpectedly, and the old beggar staggered and nearly fell.Song Nian's figure moved slightly, but in the end he still didn't move forward, and his originally outstretched hand also retracted.He lifted his chin slightly and stared at the old beggar coldly.

The old beggar didn't know the cold light flashing in the eyes of the young man in front of him, he just bent down shyly, with a flattering smile on his face, his old face was wrinkled into dried orange peel, he kept nodding and bowing: "Is that right? I'm sorry, son, I didn't bump into you, did I?"

Song Nian raised his eyebrows and asked with great interest: "I didn't make a sound, how do you know I'm a son and not a young lady?"

The old beggar said with a smile on his face: "Master, you are joking. The girl's body is not as hard as your master." When he said this, his face didn't blush at all, but he looked very frank. The inconvenience caused by blindness made him I have bumped into many people constantly, and I can naturally tell whether the other party is a man or a woman or whether they are always less.

Song Nian seemed satisfied with the answer.He took out the brocade bag from his bosom, took out a few grains of broken silver from the bag, about two or three taels, put them together into the old beggar's broken bowl, and said with a smile: "You didn't lie to me, I'm very satisfied." .Now, you can go." After speaking, he stepped aside and waited quietly for the old beggar to leave.

The old beggar was taken aback for a moment, apparently he had never seen such a person.He naturally heard the sound of silver being put into the bowl, he was grateful and scared at the same time, he hastily said a few words of thanks, leaned on the bamboo pole and left at a faster pace.

He is a blind man, and it is not just luck that he can live until now.He knew the truth that curiosity killed the cat, so he never gave birth to unnecessary curiosity.

Since the young master gave him money, made way for him, and asked him to leave, then he thanked him and left without further entanglement.It was precisely because of this that he escaped unharmed.

With a smile on his lips, Song Nian watched the old beggar leave, then slowly turned around and smiled brightly: "Are you back again?"

In front of him stood the burly man who had just been let go by him!

In addition to those few people, there were several other people, with weapons like swords, guns, swords and halberds in their hands, staring at him with red eyes.

The leader was holding a four-foot ring-headed machete, with a beard, eyes like copper bells, and a sound like a bell: "Hey! You boy! Hand over the money quickly, and grandpa will spare you a life!"

This is comparable to the opening remarks of a storyteller in a tea house, and it really made Song Nian laugh.He was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, and then he laughed so hard that he almost couldn't straighten up: "Oh, it's been a long time since I heard someone dare to threaten me like that... very good, very good, I appreciate you. But what…"

With a smile on his face, he looked innocent and pitiful, like a little white rabbit that had strayed into a tiger's mouth.

The crowd didn't see how he moved, and the machete that was originally held by the leader fell into the hand of the young man. He looked at the knife up and down, lightly smashed his tongue, and twisted his hands——

The stainless steel machete was twisted into a big twist!

The boy threw the "twist" to the ground innocently, and smiled at the dull-faced people.This smile should have been beautiful, but...

"Damn it-"

In a way, it's also very scary.