The two young men, a man and a woman, smiled and nodded, and also looked at Qin Ming.
The boy is Nangong Chenyi's son, Nangong Yao, a handsome young master. Wearing a purple robe embroidered with red patterns and a white jacket, she is well-dressed and well-fitting. His nose is high, his lips are thin, and his sword-like eyebrows slant into the strands of black hair under the temples. He is handsome and has impeccable facial contours.
A perfect handsome boy.
The girl is Nangong Chenyi’s daughter, Nangong Chan. Wearing a green shirt, he has a smile as bright as a flower, his skin is as radiant as snow, and his eyes are like a pool of clear water. She has a beautiful face, and there is a faint air of book between her eyebrows. "Master Qin, I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you still remember me?"
Qin Ming had some impressions of their names, but had already forgotten their appearance. After all, they were all from childhood.
Nangong Yao is two years older than Qin Ming, and Nangong Chan is one year older than him. Both of them have inherited the excellent genes of their parents and are really handsome in appearance.
Qin Ming nodded: "Unknowingly, we have all grown up."
Nangong Yao sighed: "Yes, you have grown up, and you have suffered too."
"You don't have to worry anymore, we are here." Nangongchan's face was full of gentleness, and her body was full of delicacy. "Whenever you encounter problems in the future, ask my father more. He can give you some advice so that you don't accidentally offend the Qingyun Sect again."
Nangong Chenyi said: "Stop standing outside and go to the city to chat slowly."
Qin Ming thanked him again and arranged for Jiang Bin to take people back and move all the more than 200,000 city residents here.
"Master, be careful, why do I feel something is wrong?" Jiang Bin reminded in a low voice.
"To be courteous when you have nothing to do is to be a traitor or a thief." Qin Ming also felt something was wrong. In his impression, the relationship between Nangong Chenyi and his father was not so close, and the enthusiasm shown by Nangong Chenyi seemed a bit excessive. If it is a child who is not deeply involved in the world, he may be warmed up and moved to the point of being completely moved. He may even become brothers with Nangong Yao. But Qin Ming is not that type. His mind is more mature than that of people in their twenties and thirties, so he naturally feels vigilant in his heart.
Regardless of whether you are sensitive or not, you can never go wrong by being careful first.
Nangong Chenyi led Qin Ming and the others into the ancient city. The streets were very clean, and there were no weeds. The shops on both sides were closed. Except for the patrolling Jinyan City soldiers, no other people could be seen.
Qin Ming looked at the familiar and unfamiliar streets around him, trying hard to match the scenes in his memory, but his eyes were full of ruins and the city was desolate. The stone slabs on the ground were full of cracks, and there were potholes everywhere. Many restaurants had turned into ruins. Overgrown with weeds. This is just what the main street looks like. What will the rest of the city look like
Things are different and people are different!
Touch the scene and stir up emotion!
Qin Ming said sadly: "We can never go back to the past."
Nangong Chan stayed by his side and whispered gently: "Everything will be fine, don't be too sad."
Nangong Yao was also relieved: "With us here, the mercenaries dare not come to cause trouble. We will stay here until you rebuild the city lord's palace."
Qin Ming said a few more words of thanks.
Nangongchan sighed: "Actually, I have almost forgotten you. A few days ago, my father mentioned that the Qin family had been pardoned and you were coming back. Then I remembered you back then and knew what you had suffered over the years. It’s painful. It’s a pity and I feel very distressed. My father said he would come to help, so my brother and I followed him.”
Nangong Yao said: "You are in Qingyun Sect, and we are helpless. Since you are back, we will do our best to help as much as we can. Don't refuse, the top priority is to rebuild the ancient city and settle the more than 200,000 people."
Nangong Chenyi walked in front and was also chatting with Tu Wei and the others, talking about the past and the present. In short, he was filled with infinite emotion. The sincerity of his words made Tu Wei fall into sad silence many times.
They arrived at the city lord's mansion, where troops from Jin Yan City were stationed inside and outside.
Two-thirds of the city's surroundings have collapsed, leaving only a small part of the garden inside. The smell of alcohol and rouge is wafting in the air. You can imagine what kind of occasion it has been developed by those mercenary merchants.
Qin Ming walked into the city, refused everyone's company, and walked among the dilapidated houses and courtyards.
In a daze, the laughter and laughter of those years rang in my ears, and I saw my former relatives. Traces of those years could still be vaguely found in the dilapidated yard, but the people were gone.
Qin Ming was clearly prepared, but now his heart was still filled with panic.
Unknowingly, he came to the yard where his parents lived, but there were only ruins left, overgrown with weeds, and desolate.
"Father, mother, Ming'er is back."
Qin Ming sat on the stone and looked at the familiar but dilapidated yard quietly.
After coming back this time, the Qin family will never leave again.
No matter who it is, don't try to take this city away from me again.
This city and the people here will be here silently waiting for your return. Whether it is a person or a soul.
"Qin Ming, can I come over?" Nangongchan found Qin Ming, who was gentle, beautiful, dignified, elegant, and lovable. Her beauty is the kind of quiet beauty, like a noble girl in a boudoir.
Qin Ming rubbed his face vigorously and returned to reality from his memory.
"Don't be sad. The past is in the past. What you have to do is to protect the Qin family now and the Thunder Ancient City in the future."
"Some things can get over, and some things can't. No matter who caused the tragedy of these eight years, I will get to the bottom of it."
Nangong Chanlian walked slowly, approached Qin Ming gently, and put a big cloak on him: "How much do you remember about what happened eight years ago? My father has investigated over the years, but has never found any useful clues. If you If you remember anything, talk to your father, it might help."
Qin Ming shook his head: "It was the lost spiritual treasure that brought disaster to my Qin family."
Nangong Chan gently stroked Qin Ming's cheek with her slender hand, and whispered lovingly: "Do you know what kind of spiritual treasure it is?"
Qin Ming raised his hand to push her hand away, then subconsciously raised his head and looked into Nangongchan's eyes.
At this moment, there were ripples in Nangongchan's clear eyes, and a sparkle of light shone directly into Qin Ming's eyes.
Qin Ming was in a daze, his raised hand slowly fell down, and he looked at her in a daze.
"Do you know what kind of spiritual treasure it is?" Nangong Chan asked again, eyes rippling, looking straight into Qin Ming's eyes.
"have no idea."
"What do you know?"
"A few days before the incident, the great elder of the Qingyun Sect came to find my father and discussed some matters privately. Later, my father left with his guards and brought back a spiritual treasure. He hid it in the tribute and kept it with his mother. Go to Qingyun Sect."
"Where did that spiritual treasure come from?"
"have no idea."
"Did the Great Elder mention anything to you during the years you were in Qingyun Sect?"
"No." Qin Ming shook his head slowly.
Nangong Chan's face was slightly cold, but there was no trace of gentleness and delicateness. Her eyes were sparkling, she looked directly into Qin Ming's eyes, and asked again: "What opportunity did you get? Is it related to the secret treasure back then?"
"I recognized a master."
"who is it?"
"gone."
The ripples in Nangongchan's eyes gradually dissipated and returned to clarity. She touched Qin Ming gently, woke him up and asked curiously: "Why are you distracted? What are you thinking about?"
"Huh?" Qin Ming rubbed his forehead and closed his eyes: "It's nothing."
"It seems that you are really tired. I will come back to you later."
"Oh, okay." Qin Ming sat on the stone, quietly in a daze.
When Nangongchan turned the corner, she looked back, her eyes slightly cold, and left the courtyard.
Qin Ming was stunned for a while, his bright eyes flashed with indifference, and he whispered, "Bitch! I knew you had no good intentions!"
Deep in the sea of qi, the residual soul reminded: "This is a soul-catching martial art, be careful!"
"Thank you!" Qin Ming almost said, thanks to the residual soul waking him up in the sea of qi. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.