"!" The moment when he saw the south wind blowing, the man couldn't help but open his mouth, but what he said was not the words, but the choking sound of ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Do you know me?" Nan Feng Qianjin read a hint of sadness from those eyes, so she spoke tentatively and walked to the man.

The man nodded violently, his eyes were blood-red, and his face looked a little scary, but Nan Fengqian didn't feel it. He directly reached out and helped the man up. The man with only one leg was leaning on a crutch in his right hand, and could barely stand up. "Yue Mei."

The latter immediately took a stool and placed it behind the man. "Master, he couldn't find out his identity, but just heard the old people around him say that he was the personal book boy of Master Beiku back then."

There is a young man in the Beiku family, who is amazing and peerless. He is the young master of the Beiku family. The young master has a twin sister, Beikulige, and is the eldest daughter of the Beiku family. He is the young man in the Beiku family. The two are the most beloved couple of children by the Beiku family. They are also the only two children of the wife of the Beiku family.

The family was in chaos, and the Beiku family members died and injured. The Beiku family and the Nanfeng family secretly joined forces, and the side branches took over, and the family was completely destroyed. Even the peerless genius young master died tragically at home. Queen Beikulige also died tragically. The news was blocked for more than ten years.

Nan Fengqian's fingers reached his pulse and his eyes moved. His dantian was all broken, and he must have been able to practice before. Nan Fengqian's fingers were glowing a layer of milky white light into the man's skin, and the man opened his eyes in an instant!

Milky white light! It's really! "Ahhh!" He began to pull Nan Fengqian excitedly, his face had been destroyed, and Nan Fengqian couldn't see clearly what his expression was.

Nan Fengqian took back his hand that was taking his pulse, retreated aside, and did not speak for a while. The man calmed down and gestured to Nan Fengqian for a moment.

"Give him paper and pen." Nan Fengqian spoke. Yue Mei turned her palms and paper and pen appeared in her palms and placed them on the table where the man was sitting.

He stretched out his arm, and there was no trace of flesh on it, and his hand could tell at a glance that his tendons had been broken.

Can you actually connect the tendons and veins of your wrist by yourself? The person in front of you must be more than just a book boy. Nan Fengqian's eyes turned cold and he looked at the man coldly.

The man took the brush and his hands were trembling when he held it. Over the years, even if his arms were well, he had never dared to use it. He just hung it down. He only practiced secretly when there was no one.

The font is very neatly written in running script, and it is very beautiful. With a pen, you can see that he was once a literati. His posture of holding the pen is very standard. Even if his wrists are trembling, his writing is steady and powerful.

A few words soon appeared on the paper. "Are you, Miss Qianqian?"

Just four words made Nan Fengqian's eyes suddenly cold, and he stared at him tightly. "You know something. Tell me."

The man's pupils shrank, and his eyes were stained with grief, but his whole body was not afraid. Instead, he was a strange calmness. The calmness made Nan Fengqian feel that the person in front of him was not a book boy.

Even though he was embarrassed, his innate temperament was hidden between his eyebrows. Even though he tried his best to hide it, Nan Fengqian always looked at people with great clarity.

At this moment, the man picked up his brush and wrote it down again. He was very fast. After a while, Yue Mei pulled out a few more pieces of paper and placed it in front of him.

A basin of ink was also placed.

"Eighteen years ago, Beiku Mingjie, the next branch of Beiku family, joined forces with the mobs of the Nanfeng family to deal with my Beikuen family. My father trusted Beiku Mingjie so much. He led people to secretly replace my Beiku Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu, planned for a few years, destroyed the foundation of my family, and burned my entire Beikuen family in a fire. Killed my family 204 people. In addition, he sat outside the head of the family, which was stolen by him!" The man was trembling all over. After writing the last word, he angrily drew a big cross, representing killing.

Nan Fengqian's eyes were cold. This was the demise of the Beiku family, and the Nanfeng family also changed blood that night. After that, Nanfeng Gu settled firmly as the head of the Nanfeng family.

It is rumored that the owner of Nanfeng’s hometown was arranged to live a leisurely life like a god. But since then, the owner of Nanfeng’s hometown has never appeared in front of people again.

"You are not at all prepared for what Bei Ku Mingjie did before?" Nan Fengqian's eyes were cold. His family was several times more talented than his side branches, but he was destroyed by his side branches. You can imagine that the methods of the side branches may be cruel, but this is the opportunity given by our family, right?

"Yes, he moved the foundation of the guards of my Beiku family and replaced the people of my Beiku family. When we checked, he joined forces with the Nanfeng family to give us a fake list. Our Beiku family has been the head of the summoner for generations, and most of the business transactions are also the Beast Clan's business. But he actually joined forces with the Beast Clan to give us a poison to the people of our Beiku family. That night, we had no way to summon our own spirit beasts, and we could only passively be trampled to death by them! Watching the fire burned!" The pen was written on paper as if it was blood, with deep hatred.

"The young master was rescued by the master and wanted to protect the eldest lady, but when we arrived, the eldest lady also encountered an unexpected accident! The Nanfeng family attacked the son-in-law. They didn't know what method they could use to hurt the son-in-law, so the eldest lady had to hold the young lady away, but they still chased after him, and we were discovered. I didn't know what happened next. I pretended to be dead, escaped, hid in a remote place, and escaped Beiku Mingjie's search."

Nan Fengqian's eyes flashed and he suddenly stood up and spoke. "You are not a book boy, right?" A certain tone, not a question. Yue Mei instantly pulled out the long red whip from her waist and hugged it on the man's neck!

The man stopped and looked at Nan Fengqian in surprise. There seemed to be a pool of black spring water in the depths of his eyes. In there, Nan Fengqian saw his reflection.

Suddenly, he lowered his eyes and lifted the brush again. "I am Beikuliyu."

Beikuliyu!

Yue Mei's face shook, and subconsciously tightened the red whip. Nan Fengqian's eyes opened Yue Mei's red whip in an instant. Yue Mei's face turned pale, "Yue Mei's mistake, the master punished him."

"Get up." Yue Mei just acted subconsciously, and Nan Fengqian did not intend to punish her. However, Beikuliyu, this is the name of the eldest son of the Beiku family. Her uncle.

After turning his palms, Nan Fengqian took out a pill and said, "I will believe you after taking this." The pill was black and shining with a black light.

Bei Kuliyu raised his hand and swallowed the medicine without blinking! After a while, his abdominal pain was unbearable, and his whole body fell off the stool, his body curled up, sweat flowed all over the ground, and blood began to overflow from the corners of his lips.

He hugged his body tightly, and didn't even exhale a trace of pain. Such patience made Nan Fengqin's gaze sink.

He had never screamed until he was unconscious.

"Master, what he said may not be true. If it were really the master's uncle, then how could Beiku Mingjie let him go back then?" Yue Mei analyzed calmly.

How could Nan Fengqian not understand the reason why Yue Mei said? Looking at the wound on his body, Nan Fengqian remembered his words and pretended to be dead and ran away. It seems that this part of pretending to be dead has something even more cruel.

"Take him to the room and prepare hot water. Clean up." Nan Fengqian spoke coldly, then walked out of the room.

Yue Mei and Hua Mei looked at each other and looked at the unconscious person on the ground. "Is this really the master's uncle?"

"Master has his own ideas. Hua Mei, go find Qinghe and ask him to send someone to clean up." Both of them are women, so it is not convenient for such things.

Hua Mei nodded and disappeared in an instant.

Nan Fengqian has now moved into her own space and started to refine the alchemy. The pill she refined this time was refined by Beikuli Yu. The pill that made him speak. Next to it was a jade muscle pill she had refined, which could make his burnt skin regenerate new flesh.

"How long has the master been in?" Huahua frowned and looked at Xixi beside her with some confusion.

Xixi little adult, rubbing Huahua's hair like a little, "The master is in a bad mood today."

The sky above the alchemy room was filled with purple red light. This means that the elixirs Nan Fengqian practiced today were all supreme elixirs.

After a while, two porcelain bottles appeared in Nan Fengqian's hand. Seeing these two porcelain bottles, Nan Fengqian couldn't explain his emotions clearly.

With a flash of body, Nanfeng Qian left the space and went directly to Nan Yuchen's yard.

"I've seen the princess." Zishu saluted.

"Have he been back?" Nan Fengqian asked. He was walking gently in the yard. I think he should be there.

"The young master has not come back yet. Is there something wrong with the princess? Zishu goes to communicate." In Nan Yuchen's room, there is a passage directly to the Demon Realm. On weekdays, Nan Yuchen passes through there. Zishu also passes the message from there.

"No need. I have nothing to do." Nan Fengqian refused. When she went there last time, she heard that there was a traitor in the Demon Realm. I think he should be dealing with this matter recently.

"Yes." Zishu took the order and stood aside secretly.

Nanfeng Qian walked slowly towards Nan Yuchen's study.

The study room has a ban outside, but this ban seems to have no effect on Nan Fengqian. The door, branch, was opened with a sound.

Nan Fengqian raised his foot and stepped over the threshold. The layout in the study was very simple, just a simple tea table and a desk with a couch in the bottom.

It was still what Nan Fengqian expected black. The entire study room was black. There was a piece of painting paper on the desk, and there was an unfinished portrait on the picture quality.

Nan Fengqian's eyes moved, and his red long skirt moved to the front of the desk.

She is very familiar with the person who is painted on the drawing paper. She is wearing a red dress and is charming with her eyebrows and eyes as picturesque, her phoenix eyes are full of shrewdness, and her charm is very lively.

Nan Feng curled his lips, which was the only color she saw in this room that was different from black and red.

The painting has not been completed, and the facial features have been portrayed, but the left hand has not been finished. When Nan Fengqian's eyes touched the ring on her index finger, her pupils shrank.

This ring was given to her by A Chen. No matter how far they were, they could still sense each other. However, she broke it, and now there was only one left.

As he looked, Nan Fengqian suddenly pulled out a piece of white paper from the side, waved his brush, and a pile of ink was suddenly sprinkled on the white paper.

The moji is in the shape of a person, and soon after being modified before the south wind, it becomes a slender and upright figure.

As the brush waved, Nan Feng smiled at the corner of his lips and his eyes were staring at the paper. When she didn't notice it, a figure slowly appeared at the door.

The figure had a smile on his lips, and looked at her gently, standing in front of the door without disturbing him.

After a while, Nan Fengqian took back his brush and ran into it when he opened the door. His gentle glass eyes, "Let's see."

The latter nodded, walked to Nan Fengqian with his long legs. When his eyes touched the person on the drawing paper, his lips smiled brightly, like the stars in the sky.

"My little Qian'er is amazing. Tell me, what else in this world is you who can't do?" Nan Yuchen looked frowning, and deeply felt that his wife was too good. If she didn't hide it, she would probably be targeted by others.

Nan Fengqian thought for a moment, "Well, I really don't know anything about it. For example, this embroidery. I can't do it."

In ancient times, most women knew how to use chess, calligraphy and painting. She had learned all three kinds of chess, calligraphy and painting during training, but she was not good at all about women's embroidery.

I always feel that it is still difficult to get her to hold a needle and a gun, but she does this again with regard to stitching.

"He is afraid, it's for his husband." Nan Yuchen chuckled and gently stroked Nan Fengqian's nose.

Nanfeng was shallow, and he could? What he said was embroidery not other things. "You can make clothes?"

Nan Yuchen's eyes seemed to be hidden. "You will know from now on, there are so many people who can do it for their husbands."

Being husband and being husband. Nan Fengqian now realizes that this guy is eating intentionally or unintentionally? She is tofu.

"Why are you back? Could it be that Zishu sent you a message?" Nan Fengqian felt his eyes itched a little and reached out to rub his eyes.

Nan Yuchen's eyes instantly glowed with a smile. Of course, the black slashed across the corner of Nan Fengqian's eyes, looking unknowingly. "I have a good understanding of you, I know you are here, I'll see you."

Nan Fengqian's index finger was stained with a little black when she just took the brush. She just rubbed the corner of her eyes with her fingers. At this moment, a black ink mark at the corner of her eyes made her look much more cute.

Nan Fengqian curled his lips, "Why do I think you have more and more local love words recently?" Could it be that men have natural talents in this regard?

Nan Yuchen chuckled lightly, his eyes full of smiles. "What is a rustic love word?"

Nan Feng was stagnant and didn't know how to explain it for a while. When her eyes lowered, she saw the blackness on her index finger. Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something. When she turned her palm, a bronze mirror appeared in her hand.

The black under the corner of her eyes was reflected from the bronze mirror to Nan Fengqian's eyes. Her eyes suddenly turned dark. She looked at the opposite side and obviously teased Nan Yuchen who was looking at her.

She suddenly turned her ink-stained finger to Nan Yuchen's face. Nan Yuchen tilted her head and gently avoided her "attack".

Oh, how dare you hide? Nan Fengqian's eyes flashed, and he directly stained his fingers with a little ink again. He waved his hand and hugged Nan Yuchen's waist. His fingers wiped Nan Yuchen's face that was both angry with the gods.

She is fast, Nan Yuchen is faster!

Nan Yuchen took the brush beside him and before he could recover, he drew a stroke on her face. Suddenly, Nan Fengqin, who had originally had black marks on her face, had a more exciting face at this moment.

"Hahahaha." Nan Yuchen laughed out loud, his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, and he avoided the about to explode Nan Fengqian on one side.
To be continued...