Chapter 55 Demon Cult White Moonlight 10 Is it not possible?
The woman was suddenly stunned when she heard the strange man in front of her calling her former name, revealing a pointed, pale face.
Ning Huaixiu was still in disbelief, and looked at the woman's face carefully: "Sui Qin? Are you Sui Qin's sister?"
The woman's expression suddenly changed, as if she had thought of something horrible. She frantically pulled the towel over her. "It's not me! You've got the wrong person!"
Ning Huaixiu stopped her, his expression excited: "It must be you, I won't mistake you, you are still alive! You are really still alive!"
The woman desperately shook her head to deny it, trembling with fear, helpless tears instantly covering her cheeks.
Before her parents died, they told her that she must not let anyone know her true identity after escaping, but this group of people already knew it.
What should she do?
Will she die?
Can I see my parents after I die?
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you--" Ning Huaixiu wanted to move closer, but the woman seemed to collapse, screamed and dodged.
She huddled in the corner in fear, hugging her thin body tightly and burying her face in her arms like a frightened bird.
Ning Huaiqing didn't know what was going on, so he quickly grabbed Ning Huaixiu, who was clearly not feeling well, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?"
Ning Huaixiu's gaze was fixed on the trembling woman, and his suppressed voice carried a hint of relief at having regained something lost. "Brother, she's cousin Qin from Uncle Sui's family! Don't you remember?!"
Sui Qin?
Ning Huaiqing felt a sudden buzzing in his head. The tragic scene of the Feihong Sect being massacred, and the image of the little girl following him, calling him brother, kept flashing before his eyes. "You mean she is..."
Ning Huaixiu nodded, broke free from his hand, and walked towards the woman again.
But the woman seemed particularly afraid of him. The closer Ning Huaixiu got, the more excited she became.
She grabbed her hair nervously, muttering, "I'll be obedient, I'll be obedient, please don't hit me..."
Ning Huaixiu felt so much pain in his heart that he couldn't breathe.
He wanted to grab the woman's hand that kept hurting him, but she kept dodging him. If he used martial arts, he was worried that he would hurt her. For a moment, Ning Huaixiu was at a loss.
Ali and the others also noticed this and stood up to look over.
Seeing this, Ning Huaiqing slowly squatted down, still some distance away from the woman.
He spoke softly, "Don't be afraid. We are from Linfeng Villa. We won't hurt you."
Sure enough, when she heard the words "Linfeng Villa", the woman's originally numb movements paused, and she slowly raised her eyes from her arms to look over.
Ning Huaiqing also saw the woman's face clearly.
But he and his cousin Qin had only played together when they were young. Later, he was busy practicing martial arts and rarely left Linfeng Villa. Cousin Qin had been in poor health since childhood, and going on a long journey was tantamount to asking for her life.
Before the Feihong Sect incident, the two had not seen each other for eight years.
Could it be that my uncle and aunt saved my cousin and sent her out of Feihong Sect?
Ning Huaiqing couldn't confirm at this moment whether the woman in front of him was Sui Qin.
The woman slowly raised her head. She was thin and haggard, and her pair of eyes, with distinct black and white, appeared even bigger.
She stared at Ning Huaiqing for a long time, the tears in her eyes rolling down again, and she dragged her skinny body into his arms: "Cousin, it's me!"
Duan Yiwan's eyes almost popped out. If Zhou Miaoqin hadn't held her back tightly, she would have rushed forward to separate the two.
But before he could ask, Sui Qin, who was extremely weak and had experienced turbulent mood swings, fainted in Ning Huaiqing's arms.
The thug stood in front of Ning Huaiqing and asked, "Where are you taking my people?"
Ning Huaiqing's brows were gloomy. He took out a silver ingot from his arms and threw it over. He immediately picked up the person in his arms and ran towards the nearest clinic.
Yazi's eyebrows were overjoyed. He chased the silver ingot all the way, picked it up and wiped it like a treasure, then put it in his arms: "Thank you, sir!"
Duan Yiwan stamped her feet in anger: "Who the hell is this person?!"
Ning Huaixiu still maintained his original posture, his eyes full of loneliness.
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After settling Sui Qin in the inn, Ning Huaiqing quietly closed the door and came out.
"Saved another one?"
Ali stood behind him at some point and said softly.
Ning Huaiqing was startled and lowered his voice: "Why is Senior Sister here?"
Ali glanced at him, turned around and left, and Ning Huaiqing hurriedly followed.
There was a small garden behind the inn. Neither of them spoke as they walked slowly along the corridor.
The owner of the inn likes elegant things and planted many trumpet creepers in the garden. The vines climb up the flower racks, and the lavender flowers hang from the top of the corridor, with a light and elegant fragrance.
Under the corridor, the mottled autumn sunlight shines on the two of them, and the time is quiet and peaceful.
"Are you planning to keep walking with me like this?" Ali spoke first.
Ning Huaiqing asked in return: "Isn't it possible?"
A-Li was a little surprised and looked at him: "When did you learn not to answer my questions directly?"
Ning Huaiqing paused for a moment: "Well, there's nothing wrong with just going on like this. Don't you think so, Senior Sister?"
This time it was Ali's turn to be speechless.
She changed the subject: "Is that girl really your cousin?"
Ning Huaiqing glanced at A Li with some resentment, but answered her question honestly: "Yes, her name is Sui Qin, she is my uncle's daughter, my cousin."
"Five years ago, my uncle's Feihong Sect was attacked by a group of mysterious individuals. Dozens of people in the sect were killed, and to this day, no trace of the murderer has been found."
"We thought my uncle and his family were all gone, but we never expected to meet my cousin here today. Five whole years... I wonder how much she's endured. I wonder how heartbroken my uncle and aunt must be in heaven."
Ning Huaiqing looked depressed and slowly suppressed the smile on his face.
Ali stopped and bathed his side profile in the sunlight: "So how is she doing now?"
Ning Huaiqing looked towards the distance, his brows shrouded in endless worry. "My cousin is already weak and doesn't know martial arts. Her life of wandering for so many years has only made things worse."
"If my aunt hadn't given her a Nine Revolutions Life-Saving Pill before the incident, I'm afraid my cousin wouldn't have survived until today."
In fact, what the doctor said to him just now was much more serious.
My cousin has been relying on the Nine Revolutions Life-Saving Pill to keep her alive, but her body is extremely weak. Judging from her pulse, she is no different from a dying person. It is not something that can be cured by just taking time to nourish her body.
The doctor said that I could only see him for one day.
After a long time, Ning Huaiqing didn't speak again.
Ali sat down leisurely in the corridor and said, "It has already happened. There is no point in dwelling on it. It is better to think about how to solve the problem at hand."
Ning Huaiqing looked over, his tone full of uncertainty: "What's the problem at hand?"
He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment: "What if the problem at hand is impossible to solve?"
Ali leaned gently against the railing, closed his eyes and enjoyed the warm sunshine: "Everything in the world always has a solution, but sometimes we are in the middle of it and cannot see it."
The wind blew the hems of their clothes, bringing bursts of fragrance.
Ning Huaiqing sat down, facing A Li, and asked, "Then how can we clear the clouds and see the sun?"
Ali's thick eyelashes trembled a few times, and she didn't say anything. Her skin was almost transparent in the sunlight.
Ning Huaiqing did not urge him. He imitated Ali and leaned on the railing behind him. The warm sun shone gently on his body, making him relax unconsciously.
When Ali opened her eyes, she saw Ning Huaiqing sitting opposite her with his eyes closed, looking completely defenseless.
She moved closer and offered the answer to the question: "Things will work out when the time comes."
"Senior Sister, are you referring to..." Ning Huai's eyes gradually lit up, and he looked at her seriously, "Piao Miao Peak?"
Ali shook his head: "I don't know about that. I only know that there is something I need to solve right now."
She stretched out a finger and tapped Ning Huaiqing's heart: "You need to heal."
After Ali got the Xuanbing Yin, she understood the mystery after reading it for a few seconds. She then used this skill to heal Ning Huaiqing who was seriously injured and still recovering.
Now it was the time they had agreed upon, and Ning Huaiqing took A Li back to his room.
As soon as the door opened, the aroma of food wafted over.
Ali's eyes fell on the bowl on the table: "What a delicious chicken soup, I'm afraid it will take a long time to cook."
Ning Huaiqing seemed particularly uncomfortable. He put the soup bowl back into the food box and placed the box in an inconspicuous place.
He knew without asking that this was something Miss Qin had placed in his room on purpose.
Ever since they left Changxin Town, Miss Qin has always been around him, asking about his well-being and even taking the trouble to cook medicine and soup for him.
Ning Huaiqing said it several times in a tactful way, but he couldn't bear to say it too harshly.
After hearing this, Duan Yiwan naturally would not back down. Since Ning Huaiqing was unwilling to accept it in person, she quietly put it in his room.
Seventeen-year-old Ning Huaiqing encountered such a thing for the first time. He was helpless and could only let her continue. All he could do was to return the things she sent him intact.
Ah Li watched his increasingly skilled movements and spoke meaningfully, "This is all Miss Qin's painstaking effort. I'm afraid you'll hurt her feelings by doing this."
Ning Huaiqing looked conflicted: "But I didn't mean to do that. If I accept it against my will, it will only make her more sad, right?"
He didn't know if what he was doing was right. No one had ever taught him how to deal with these things, so he could only act according to his inner thoughts.
"Really?" Ali asked.
Ning Huaiqing nodded hesitantly.
Ali frowned, motioned him to sit on the bed, and began to treat his injuries.
An hour later, Ali left Ning Huaiqing's room.
Ning Huaiqing finished his meditation and felt much more relaxed. He stood up to get some water and was about to wash up when he found that Ali's handkerchief had fallen beside the bed.
He quickly put on his outer robe, held the handkerchief in his sleeve, and walked briskly towards Ali's room, but unexpectedly he ran into someone coming out of Ali's room.
He subconsciously dodged and hid behind the wall, only reappearing after the man had gone far away.
Although it was dark at night, Ning Huaiqing still recognized the owner of the inn.
I randomly chose an inn, and the owner of the inn actually knew my senior sister?
It’s so late, why is he looking for senior sister?
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