Chapter 94 Disdain
The night is as dark as ink, everything is silent, and a silver moon hangs high in the sky.
In the courtyard——
Nan Xiao took a hot bath to relieve her fatigue. Just as she sat cross-legged in meditation, she heard some trivial noises outside the door.
At this time, it couldn't be her senior sister or brother, and the other disciples of the sect wouldn't come to see her in the middle of the night.
Nan Xiao took out his bow and arrow and shot an arrow towards the door.
No matter if you are a human or a ghost, take her arrow first. Sneaking around in front of a young girl in the middle of the night, you can't be a good person, you deserve to be shot to death.
The sharp arrow cut through the wind, and judging by the sound, it missed its target.
Nan Xiao replaced the bow with a black sword and walked out of the room cautiously.
Suddenly, a man with tattered clothes, covered in dust and with an unclear face appeared in front of Nan Xiao, hanging upside down.
Nan Xiao blinked and was stunned for two seconds, with only one thought in his mind.
"Are there ghosts in the world of cultivation?"
Almost instinctively, Nan Xiao thrust out with his sword.
Being a thief on the beam in the middle of the night, even if he is a ghost, he is a sex-hungry ghost and deserves to die.
The man opened his eyes wide, jumped down from the beam, and avoided Nan Xiao's attack.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's me, it's me,... Don't hit me... Don't hit me." Mingcheng held her sword with both hands and said hurriedly.
Nan Xiao tried hard to retract the black sword, but the opponent was too strong, and the voice sounded strangely familiar.
She immediately let go and asked with a frown, "Who are you?"
For a while, Nan Xiao really didn't think of Mingcheng.
Mingcheng wiped the dust off his face and asked, "Do you recognize me now?"
Nan Xiao looked indifferent and smiled as he shook his head.
Well, she already knew who it was. If he didn't say anything important this late at night, she would be tempted to beat him.
"It's me. There is no one else in the world as handsome, elegant, graceful, and graceful as me..." Mingcheng said a series of self-praising words in one breath without taking a breath.
Nan Xiao rolled her eyes speechlessly and uttered a word calmly to him.
"roll"
Then he went into the house and closed the door, all in one go.
He came to her late at night to talk nonsense. Is he seriously ill?
Mingcheng stared at the closed door and shouted, "I just want to ask, where do I live?"
He was just watching the fun and was beaten to a pulp. Who can he complain to? At least give him a room.
Even if this is not a credit, it is still hard work.
"You can live wherever you want. If you dare to wander around outside my house again and make noises that disturb my rest, I will cut you into pieces."
Mingcheng: “..........”
It's like he wants to stay here so much.
If you have the ability, you can untie the mess that has been put on him.
......
early morning
Nan Xiao got up early, stretched his body, and felt refreshed.
She was exhausted last night, but after meditating for a few hours, her body seemed to restart, light and comfortable.
She pushed open the door, and the first ray of morning sunlight shone on her face, bringing a hint of warmth.
Nan Xiao was in a good mood after a good rest. Her eyes swept over the dirty boy lying on the stone table in the yard.
Walking forward, Nan Xiao stretched out a finger and poked him with some disgust.
She finally understood how the senior brother felt when he looked at her and Lu Huai.
Mingcheng propped up his chin with one hand, his eyes unfocused, and he looked lazy. He said weakly, "What are you doing..."
"Tsk, did you go digging for coal last night?" Nan Xiao frowned slightly, and said with a hint of gloating and teasing, "You didn't even bother to wash up when you came back. You even made the stone table dirty."
Mingcheng: “…………”
He trembled his lips and didn't say a word for a long time.
It was she who stopped him from making any noise, and it was she who despised him.
Now he is not even as good as a stone table?
What should I do? Are the thoughts of little girls nowadays so hard to guess?
Nan Xiao's eyes held a hint of amusement. This boy had the "Ten Miles Fragrance" she had planted on him. The drug was in her body, and as the name suggests, anyone who came within ten miles of her would suffer internal burns.
This isn't some kind of poison; it lasts for a month and will automatically disappear after a certain time. It's just a little gadget I researched out of boredom.
It seems to be working well.
"Why are you looking at me? You're so dirty. Go wash yourself quickly. Do you want to embarrass me by going out like this?" Nan Xiao said and left, completely ignoring his crazy and speechless expression.
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Su Xun and Zhuo Hua went out together early in the morning, and Qiao Yue was busy cleaning up the mess from last night.
The City Lord's Mansion needs to be rebuilt, and the people whose surrounding houses are affected also need to be compensated. These are all serious matters.
Qiao Yue rubbed her eyebrows gently and felt a headache.
At this time, a palace soldier walked in and said with a bow, "Miss, the man in the dungeon wants to see you."
Qiao Yue was puzzled: "Did he say anything?"
"I don't know."
"Okay, go down."
After the guards withdrew, Qiao Yue sat in a chair, lost in thought. She was still a little confused by what her uncle had said last night, so she decided to go and take a look.
She gave instructions on the construction of the house and went all the way to the dungeon.
The dungeon was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.
Qiao Tianchu was tied tightly to the cold wall with a soul-sealing chain, unable to move.
His body was covered with whip wounds, stick wounds, and sword wounds. Each wound seemed to have a bloody mouth, oozing blood, staining his clothes red. Blood continued to drip from his body to the ground, gathering into a small pool of blood.
Qiao Yue couldn't help but gasp, her face filled with astonishment. But the astonishment was fleeting, replaced by the expected complex expression.
She suppressed her inner emotions and asked, "Who was here just now?"
The injuries on his body were obviously new, and she had never ordered anyone to torture him.
The guard lowered his head and answered cautiously, "It's the city lord."
"Got it. Go and guard outside."
Qiao Yue waved her hand. Even though she had already guessed it in her heart, hearing it confirmed by someone else was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart, leaving her with mixed feelings.
Once the prison guards left, they were the only two people left.
Qiao Yue took out a pill and handed it to his mouth. After a moment of silence, she said, "Uncle, take it. It's good for your health."
Qiao Tianchu no longer had the madness of yesterday; his entire body exuded a dead silence. He slowly turned his head to the side, speaking slowly, "No, death is also a kind of relief."
Qiao Yue lowered her eyes and withdrew her hand: "Second uncle asked me to come here, but what is there to tell you?"
Qiao Tianchu raised his head, looking at her with a pair of empty, lifeless eyes: "Yue'er, stay away from Qiao Tianya, he will destroy you. Tianhe City is not your responsibility, don't trap yourself here, you should go to the wider sky."
Perhaps it was because he was about to die that his words were kind. Or perhaps he wanted to see the father and daughter drift apart, or perhaps it was all of the above.
Qiao Yue: "Second Uncle, did you call me here just to tell you this?"
Her eyes were calm, without any ripples: "You know, this is not what I want to hear."
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