Nangong Xiaoniao walked over to open the door and said, "Please, please come in, my place is rather chaotic."
Song Zining entered the door sideways, and the pale blue origin light around his body flickered and then disappeared. He stood still at the entrance and did not go in. He said calmly, "It's okay, just say a few words and leave."
"Please, please speak!" The bird seemed a little nervous.
Song Zining didn't beat around the bush, and said straight to the point: "I heard that you and the Nangong family had a very unpleasant quarrel."
"There is blood and deep hatred! That old thief Nangong Yuanbo, sooner or later I will make him pay for his evil deeds with blood!" When this matter was mentioned, Nangong Xiaoniao became agitated.
Song Zining's expression was indifferent, he just nodded and asked, "Then why didn't you do anything?"
Nangong Xiaoniao was a little stunned, and stammered: "That old thief, that old thief is strong in battle and powerful, I, I am not his opponent yet."
"Then why didn't he attack you?" Song Zining remained calm.
Nangong Xiaoniao said: "Mr. Gu, Mr. Zhou and Mr. Yin said that as long as they are still alive, the old thief will not dare to do anything to me."
"Then you should know the weight of the three elders, right?"
Nangong Xiaoniao nodded, his eyes were a little confused, he didn't know why he would ask such an obvious question.
Song Zining smiled and said, "You have the support of the three regiment commanders of the Red Scorpion behind you, so you are not afraid of Nangong Yuanbo. Miss Zhao is the eldest granddaughter of Lord You, so she is not afraid either. I am from the Song Clan, so naturally there is nothing to worry about." I'm worried. But what about Qianye? He has nothing, and Nangong Yuanbo has nothing to do with you, so he will only vent his anger on him, do you understand?"
"I, I..." Nangong Xiaoniao didn't know what to say.
Song Zining said: "That's all I have to say, I'm taking my leave." As he spoke, he opened the door by himself, and disappeared into the night as quietly as when he came.
Today is another night of the crimson moon, and the dark fire base in the second half of the night is very quiet, with occasional patrols passing by.
Song Zining's figure was condensed from the shadow behind a row of dormitories. He raised his head and looked at the huge scarlet full moon that almost occupied half of the sky.
He suddenly turned around, and on the other side of the school field, Wei Potian walked slowly.
A dark fire patrol team passed by, greeted the two and left.
Wei Potian watched the soldiers disappear on the other side of the school field, then turned his head to stare at Song Zining, and said with a stern expression, "Don't you think your arms are stretched too far?"
"Ignorance is not a reason to be willful, and innocence is not an excuse to act recklessly. If Nangong Xiaoniao wants to stay, she must clearly understand the consequences of doing so."
"You think Qianye is too weak, and he knows what he is doing."
"Because he can afford it, should he be allowed to bear it?"
Wei Potian was silent, but looked at Song Zining with burning eyes for a while, and said slowly: "If you say that, there is something I've wanted to ask you for a long time. What is the relationship between Ningyuan Heavy Industry and the Beifu Legion?"
Song Zining chuckled softly, "Two years ago, Ningyuan Heavy Industry supplied one-thousandth of the force array, and now it supplies one-percent of the munitions, all types."
"You are... Lin Xitang's person..." Wei Potian lowered his voice extremely low, but it revealed a particularly dangerous meaning.
"Your Majesty Wei, be careful with your words. Talking nonsense is not a good habit." Song Zining's voice was also very low, "Although the Far East Wei family has never stood in line among the clans, it has long been rumored that the second old man of the Wei family is very close to Zhang Shuai. So, why are you so interested in Lin Shuai's matter?"
The two looked at each other, and their muscles were as cold as the sharp blade of a sword.
Wei Potian said slowly: "Song Qi, you are a smart person, don't play with fire. Just burn yourself to death, it's one less disaster in the world, but don't drag Qianye into the water."
"You wouldn't naively think that all the things Qianye experienced back then would end like this? He was already in the water."
Wei Potian clenched his knuckles, and finally relaxed his fist, "I know that the Three Thousand Floating Leaves Jue you practiced is a bit evil, but Song Qi has a thousand ways, and he only sticks to his heart. You have no right to make decisions for Qianye, and you are no exception."
"That's your way, not mine."
"Then let's wait and see." Wei Potian said simply. When he got here, he seemed to have nothing to say, so he turned around and prepared to leave.
However, Song Zining's voice came from behind, "Qianye and I were in the same class for five years, two of which were partners. If you are interested, you can go and find out what Huang Quan's partner means."
Wei Potian heard that the tone of Song Zining's last words was particularly strange, and couldn't help turning his head. Under the crimson moonlight, Song Zining's face like a crown jade was half-bright and half-dark, like a demon. He took a deep breath and turned away.
In fact, there is no need to inquire, Wei Potian knows what kind of place Huangquan is. One never saves one, and the first lesson students learn is to kill their partners. These are the two most frequently mentioned crimes when the imperial opposition attacked the death training camp.
After Song Zining left, Nangong Xiaoniao sat dryly in the room for a whole night, except for occasionally caressing the metal ball unconsciously, there was no other movement. It wasn't until the door knocked again that she bounced up like a frightened bird.
A maid's voice came from outside the door: "Miss Nangong, the leader invites you to have breakfast."
"Breakfast? Ah, I got it, wait a minute! I'll be ready soon, right away!" Nangong Xiaoniao rushed into the bathroom like a bird, and sure enough, she saw herself in the mirror with disheveled hair and two big dark circles under her eyes.
She was about to cry. She washed and washed at the fastest speed in her life, and she rushed out in less than three minutes. As for the effect, she could only leave it to fate. At this time, the troubled thoughts that haunted Nangong Xiaoniao all night had long been thrown away.
Breakfast is in a small dining room and living room at the bottom of the corridor where Qianye's suite is located. Originally, Qianye's life was not so particular, but after Zhao Yuying and those noble ladies arrived, if they don't want to be directly rushed by them all the time Entering the living room, a place for hospitality becomes necessary, and it is also required by etiquette.
When Nangong Xiaoniao arrived, Qianye and Zhao Yuying had already sat down. She rushed to the table, jumped into the chair, and sat up quickly, smiling unnaturally.
Zhao Yuying was cutting cigars at the dinner table, and threw one to Nangong Xiaoniao: "Okay, don't pretend! Every day is always so tiring, and the days will be long in the future! Let me have one first, to celebrate the gift I gave to Nangong Ling." That slap. You don't see that much."
Nangong Xiaoniao subconsciously picked up the cigar, and then realized, she glanced at Qianye secretly, immediately put the cigar back on the table, lowered her head and said, "I... don't know how to smoke cigars."
Zhao Yuying suddenly screamed, "Hey! Can't smoke? Come on, who stole half a box of high-quality goods from me back then. Hmph, I still remember that you almost coughed to death when you smoked for the first time. But within half a month, he has already learned to steal my cigarettes!"
"Where... is there..." Nangong Xiaoniao's head was so low that it was almost touching the table.
"And that time, you showed me how to use the Force to light a cigar!"
This time, Nangong Xiaoniao really put her red face directly on the table, and muttered: "Don't, don't say it, I, I will smoke!"
"That's right! You don't need to dress like a lady in front of my Qianye!"
Qianye gave Zhao Yuying a hard look, then lowered his voice and said, "What do you mean you don't have to pretend to be a lady in front of me?"
Zhao Yuying looked like someone who came here, and patted Qianye on the shoulder boldly, "I've started to pretend to be a lady, how can I let you have sex easily? Listen to my sister, just push her down! We are all doing big things People, how can we spend time on women?"
Qianye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Nangong Xiaoniao over there tried several times with trembling hands before popping out a wisp of fire of origin force to light the cigar, and it took a few puffs to calm down.
Regarding the practice of smoking cigars for breakfast, Qianye didn't want to say anything anymore, so he gave Zhao Yuying a sideways look and said, "You pay for these cigars, don't think about military expenses."
Zhao Yuying immediately became dignified, but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows floated very charmingly, she approached Qianye, and said softly: "Qianye, you are a big shot who has already ruled a place, don't be so stingy! Just a little cigar. Don't worry , When did I let you suffer? Little bird!!"
Nangong Xiaoniao was startled: "Eh!?"
"Undo your top three buttons! Now!"
Nangong Xiaoniao was stunned: "Untie, unbutton? I, I haven't had it yet..."
Zhao Yuying smiled badly, and said, "There's only Qianye here! There are only three buttons, it's no big deal, let's untie them! If you don't understand, I'm going to talk about one night when we were in the tent Those things in the…”
"No!" Nangong Xiaoniao was obviously in a hurry, and quickly unbuttoned the top two buttons, but when he put his hand on the third button, he hesitated. As soon as the third button of the military uniform was undone, most of her breasts were about to be exposed.
"Enough! Don't mess around!" Qianye shouted, waved his hand and tapped Zhao Yuying on the head, and strode out of the restaurant.
Zhao Yuying glared at Nangong Xiaoniao, "Look at you! If you don't know how to solve it, hurry up and run Qianye Qi away, right?"
Nangong Xiaoniao's hand was frozen on the third button, and her mind was in a mess. Eh? Is Qianye really angry? Just because of this button? She instinctively felt that something was wrong, but she just couldn't figure it out.
Zhao Yuying called the maid in regretfully, and said: "This meal will be recorded under your leader's name, oh, yes, I will send a box of cigars to my room later, and I will also pay for this meal."
The maid, of course, knew Miss Zhao who was quite well-known these days, so she nodded and complied, so Qianye's military expenses were once again cheated a little.
Qianye was already half full, and he didn't want to face the table full of official documents immediately after he ran out, so he called the guards to open a martial arts arena, wanting to practice sword skills to warm up. But while he was practicing, he was always a little restless. Either Nie Mie Zhan would not be able to exert its power, or he would lose control.
After wiping out half of the steel dolls in the martial arts arena with one sword, Qianye finally put away Dongyue and headed to Nangong Xiaoniao's residence.
He knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no movement inside. The maid outside clearly saw that Nangong Xiaoniao had come back, why didn't she react at all? Qianye tried to push it lightly, but found that the door was not locked, so he walked into the room.