Chapter 80 Sisters
Qin Gong turned around, only to see Qin Wushuang standing here for who knows how long.
Qin Wushuang has a charming and good-looking appearance. His appearance is no different from when he was young, but he has the aura of a superior person. He stood in the shadow, looking at Xi Yan's face in a daze. Through Xi Yan, Qin Wushuang saw the past.
Xi Yan had long felt the powerful demonic aura of restraint. He pursed his lips and said nothing, with a trace of gloom lingering in his eyebrows, which disappeared in an instant.
Qin Wushuang looked at the wounds all over Xi Yan's body, suppressed his anger, and said calmly. "I have never looked for you in these years, do you blame me?"
People are also very strange. They didn't feel anything at all at that time. After many years of death, they suddenly woke up one day and realized that they were thinking about Xi Yan. Now seeing Xi Yan, Qin Wushuang felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.
Although Qin Wushuang was romantic, he had never left any heirs over the years. If nothing unexpected happens, Xi Yan will be his only heir.
"I heard that you are very close to those monks." After hearing that Xi Yan did not reply for a long time, Qin Wushuang said displeasedly. He belatedly went to inquire about Xi Yan's life experience. , after such an investigation, a lot of things were found.
Xi Yan paused for a moment. He was originally submissive, but when he heard Qin Wushuang's overt and covert threats, he trembled all over and looked up at him.
Qin Wushuang sighed and looked at the pair of black and white eyes. He believed that no one who came out there was kind. However, he also had ambivalence and selfish thoughts. Xi Yan was born The child is really as kind as her.
But soon, he thought that these were unnecessary, because looking at Xi Yan, Qin Wushuang felt a subtle joy of raising a child.
Especially when he was speaking, the other party was listening carefully below. This was completely different from Qin Wushuang's usual speaking from a high position while a group of his subordinates were listening below.
Qin Wushuang inherited the throne from his father. At that time, Qin Wushuang had few brothers and sisters who could compare with him, so he inherited the throne very smoothly. But he feels that if his child wants to take over his position, he is not qualified yet. The most important thing is that he must first teach Xi Yan what it means to be a king.
Those at the top are moody and don’t let their emotions show out, so that the people below them will not delve into their preferences and become flattering monsters one by one, and also lead themselves to distortion. How can they be managed well in this way? A huge demon world.
Qin Wushuang narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, and casually talked to Xi Yan about the major events that had happened in the demon world in recent years, hinting at transferring power to Xi Yan.
As soon as they talked about such an important matter, Mr. Qin was a little stunned when he heard it. He has become increasingly unable to see through Qin Wushuang in recent years. When Qin Wushuang glanced over at him, Duke Qin knelt down in fear, fearing that Qin Wushuang would regret it temporarily and anger his subordinates.
Xi Yan's eyes flashed, and she suddenly interrupted him, "So what should I call you?"
Qin Wushuang heard him take the initiative to mention this matter, and his mind got stuck, and he rubbed it He rubbed his eyebrows. He had never raised a child before, and the child was only this old. The irritability in his heart reached its peak. He glanced at Qin Gong casually and said casually.
"You shout with them."
"Okay." Xi Yan's eyes were full of emotions, looking at him with a bit of depression and contradiction, as if he was a little disappointed.
Qin Wushuang was also stunned, and explained for the first time, "You will be my heir."
After watching Qin Wushuang leave, Xi Yan instantly regained his composure.
If Nihua saw Xi Yan's seamless and silky expression, she would definitely sigh, Xi Yan's acting skills are getting more and more advanced.
After Qin Wushuang left, Xi Yan fell into darkness along the long corridor. He suddenly felt someone following him behind him. When he turned his head, he saw the woman standing in the middle of the night.
Ning Wu looked at Xi Yan's wound and his calm movement. She smiled softly and took a step back to express her friendship. "My little friend, you and I are definitely not against each other."
In fact, Ning Wu had been paying attention to Xi Yan for a long time. When she first saw his face in that underground cell, she had been paying close attention to his movements.
As expected, these people have the same purpose as themselves.
Ning Wu asked him tentatively, "Do you want to hear your mother's story?"
Xi Yan ignored Ning Wu and stared at the mark on his hand. After looking at it for a long time, the middle of his inner wrist was pulled diagonally toward the palm of his hand. It was deeper at the bottom and shallower at the top.
His blood is a good thing.
"I'm afraid I am the person who knows this story best in the world, apart from the people in the story." Ning Wu thought of the paintings in the underground darkroom, and the turbulent emotions in her chest stopped. She looked at him with a persuasive look. said.
Ning Wu is waiting for an opportunity. She has been waiting for many years.
She looked at the people in front of her, and she had a vague hunch that they would help her succeed.
Ning Wu finished her words. Suddenly, the smile on her face froze. Her phone rang. She did not say the rest of her words clearly and disappeared directly into the night.
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Nihua was recuperating recently and had no other tasks for the time being, so she stopped by Wanghe Village to settle the matter and look for clues about Ayan. Nihua lowered his head and looked at the relics that Ayan left for him before his death. Mortals pay attention to taking root on the ground, but I don't know whether demons pay attention to it.
Linjiangxian looked at Nihua's pale color like white paper and expressed his willingness to go with her.
On the day of departure, the two called themselves brother and sister. Nihua stopped at the intersection. She looked at Linjiang Xian wearing a mask and looking shameful, and she smiled.
Ni Hua looked at him and hesitated to speak. Finally, after trying to persuade him, Ni Hua asked Lin Jiangxian to take off the mask.
Linjiangxian was wearing aqua blue Taoist robes, a black wooden hairpin on his head, and a jade plaque hanging around his waist. As the two of them walked on the road, Nihua felt that she was his maid.
Although Wanghe Village is remote, it is not far from the Demon City. I rushed to the village in a few days and saw black clouds covering the entire village. The sky was low. From a distance, I could hardly see any human habitation. .
It was clearly daytime, but at this moment it was filled with black air, as dim as late at night. Linjiangxian stared at the dark fog in front of him, his tone hesitant.
"Come here." Ni Hua knew that Linjiang Xian's care for him was largely due to his master, so Ni Hua did not force him to go in with her.
When Nihua walked in, she clearly felt the fluctuation of the barrier, and she frowned.
However, what made her feel uneasy was that the demons in this village seemed to have dispersed very early. There were only a few demons in the village, and it was extremely desolate. There were no demons at all. The prosperous and happy appearance that Yan said.
Nihua didn't feel a little sad. She finally found out what happened in Wanghe Village nearby. Several villages away, she heard that a big demon broke into Wanghe Village and looted the village. Once it was empty, many young monsters suffered misfortunes, and some of the remaining young monsters who were still alive moved away, while the remaining old monsters stayed here.
There are three families staying here, all of them are old-looking monsters. When Nihua asked them about Ayan, the old man seemed to have bad ears.
Ni Hua pursed her lips and repeated it again.
However, after visiting three houses in a row, they all said they had never seen Ayan. Nihua wondered if it was this village. When she left, she felt something was strange.
Ni Hua changed her mind and asked Sister Ayan that red pupils were relatively rare.
"Red pupils..." an old man said, his eyes moving, "Yes, there is this person."
"It's Daning."
Ni Hua's eyes lit up and he continued. He asked, "What's your name?"
The surname is Ning, but these old people also call Ayan's sister Daning. It is estimated that theoretically there should be a Xiaoning. So they are hiding it from themselves.
It can be seen that it was not just him who inquired about these things, which made them wary.
So, Nihua tentatively handed over Ayan's hair and skin to the old man, and Nihua said with a bit of emotion in his eyes. "Ayan and I were abducted together. Later, after I came out, Ayan died there."
Ni Hua was holding Ayan's things in her hand, and her blood had already turned dull. Black, but still retaining a decayed yet fresh look.
"This is what Ayan left for me at that time." After Nihua finished speaking, when they were lost in thought, Linjiang Xian at the village gate suddenly walked in, and he pulled Nihua hand and took a step back calmly.
So, Nihua left the village without looking back. Gradually, the surroundings of the village turned dark again.
After Nihua left the village, the surroundings were completely silent, with no wind at all.
Ni Hua stared at Linjiang Xian and smiled tacitly. Not long after they left, the two turned back. Ni Hua climbed to their roof and watched the old man suddenly stare at the hair in his hands and shed tears. A tear.
"It's Ayan, it's really Ayan..."
Nihua stared at the old man, watching the old man open the communication jade unskillfully, not knowing who he was sending it to. information.
Nihua thought for a moment, then she jumped down. The old man seemed startled and looked at them with a bit of fear.
Nihua's fingertips paused slightly, and suddenly he heard a crisp click sound, and the barrier suddenly broke open. Nihua looked up and saw that a little mist dispersed slightly.
Ni Hua and the others lingered here for a few more days, chatting with the old people about the past every day.
When the old people spoke in confused tones and looked at Nihua with empty eyes, Nihua always felt chills creeping up his spine.
Clear footsteps came from the distance, and Nihua slowly raised his head.
In the thick fog, there is a faint figure standing not far away, with black hair and black clothes, seeming to merge into one body like the moonlight. Sensing Nihua's gaze, the voice coming from the wind sounded a bit cold.
"It's you..."
Ni Hua looked at the dispersing fog and saw Ning Wu. For a moment, the faint coolness penetrated through the skin and penetrated into the bone marrow.
Which side is she from? Has the tracking mark on her body been removed? Is she here to kill herself...
But Nihua has always thought that she is a small fish and shrimp. , so Nihua pushed away Linjiang Xian who was standing in front of him and looked straight at him.
Ni Hua watched Ning Wu's eyes fall on his hands, and an incredible premonition flashed through his heart. Ni Hua stared at Ning Wu's pupils without any red.
Ni Hua has a guess that Ning Wu is A Yan's sister.
Ning Wu watched them lower their guard. She smiled bitterly and said straight to the point, "I am Ayan's sister."
Ning Wu stood in the dark night. , fell into memories.
Ning Wu once had a sister named Ayan. She was the most beautiful girl in their village, obedient and smart.
Later, one day, Ayan said that she had found her biological family.
Ayan's family looks glamorous and has superb spiritual power. They serve Ayan very well. For Ayan's sake, they even gave the family a lot of spiritual stones and gave many gifts that the villagers had never seen before.
Everyone said Ayan would live a better life. But Ning Wu couldn't rest assured and always felt a little uneasy, so she secretly went to find A Yan without telling her family.
Ning Wu walked alone in the dark for a long time. She suddenly couldn't find the place where Ayan's family was. Instead, she inquired along the way and found that Ayan's so-called family suddenly traveled far away.
That day, Ning Wu squatted on the grass, listening to them passing by her, and hearing what they said.
Ning Wu covered her mouth. She had a bad guess in her mind, whether they had sold her sister as a commodity.
There is no such thing as family, it's all a scam.
Ning Wu followed all the way and suddenly saw a carriage with several cages on it. Ning Wu lurked in the darkness, but waited until they caught a demon who had escaped from the cage with a ferocious look.
She heard them say that "these goods" were captured, bled, and prepared to become medicine men.
Ning Wu thought more than once later that it would have been nice if she had rushed up to fight with them at that time. In that case, she might still be locked up with Ayan.
We can die together.
But at that time, Ning Wu just secretly passed the communication jade with his family and followed them.
Then she lost track.
At that time, Ning Wu still held on to the slightest hope, feeling that the goods they were talking about could not be her sister.
Ayan is so good, with such good qualifications and talents. Ayan will definitely become a great demon in the future. How can anyone be willing to capture Ayan and bleed her to make elixirs?
Ning Wu still doesn’t believe that Ayan is dead.
Ning Wu has been looking for her these years.
Ning Wu desperately wants to become stronger, desperately participate in these underground businesses in the demon city, and Ning Wu constantly strengthens his own cultivation. Later, Ning Wu took an important position, and relying on her memory, Ning Wu finally caught the family that took A Yan away.
They said that they sold sister Ayan to a demon who made elixirs and became a medicine man.
Ning Wu looked at the medicine in Dannu’s hand.
They told Ning Wu that that was her sister.
Ning Wu's family watched her sister grow up carefully. From childhood to adulthood, the family doted on Ayan and were not willing to let her suffer any grievances.
They were so cruel to her sister. They bled her and gave her medicine to make her want to live but not die. After seven or forty-nine days, she was treated until she was burned to death and refining. It became a pill!
It’s ridiculous, they personally sent Ayan into that demon cave.
Ning Wu sometimes hears Ayan saying to her in her dreams, "Sister, it hurts so much."