Wearing a book with white moonlight, the sick villain can be a wolf and milk!

Chapter 156 Dreaming of Xiao Langjun, the original line

Ning Yinzhu was so dazed in pain that she felt as if she was going to die of pain.

She gritted her teeth tightly.

She was thinking of Mr. Xiao Lang, and went to see the bedside, dark clouds and ink, it seemed that there was going to be a heavy rain.

Autumn leaves and flowers, misty mountains.

She was confused and couldn't tell the source of this nightmare. She only knew that it was a dream about Qin Sangyao.

I don't know if it's my own compilation or the plot of the original work, only my own input.

It seems to be the line of the original book, but the difference is that in this dream, Qin Sangyao loves her, which is different from the original book.

Qin Sangyao's hair was blown by the wind, and his thin face was pursed with coldness.

He holds the sword and closes his eyes, are these enough?

Not enough, he is still not strong enough, Ah Ning.

Qin Sang sat alone on the rock, watching the sunset.

The feeling of autumn slowly permeated, and Ning Yinzhu also wore one more.

In the distance, Ning Yinzhu glanced at Qin Sangyao.

Look at each other.

Ning Qianqiu was sitting in the pavilion, so Fang Shaoyuan was occupied by a demon leader of the Demon Sect.

Three cities——

He was having a headache, he calmed down, and then looked at Qin Sangyao, this Qin Sangyao was still the one who pretended to be her junior in Qingyang at first.

"I have to get rid of the demon."

They were all Qingyang, Ning Qianqiu looked at him.

Ning Yinzhu had only read a few scripts in the room, so she had no interest. After practicing the famous posts, she saw Ning Qianqiu and the others walking in.

"Silver beads."

Ning Qianqiu frowned, and said to her with his hands behind his back.

"The devil's religion is really rampant! Killing people like hemp, blood flowing for thousands of miles! Two of the five great masters dispatched."

Ning Yinzhu looked at Ning Qianqiu, a little scared.

"Is it the three cities?"

Ning Qianqiu nodded.

Ning Yinzhu was shocked, she didn't expect this day to come so soon.

The setting in the dream is that this battle will be based on this, and then the Demon Cult will be completely separated from the decent, clamoring on the spot.

In the original book, Qin Sangyao joined the Demon Cult at this time, imprisoned the original owner, and killed Ning Qianqiu.

"Daddy, you must be careful."

"Okay." Ning Qianqiu caressed Ning Yinzhu's head, and then sealed the Patriarch to Ning Yinzhu.

"I don't want it!" Ning Yinzhu grabbed Ning Qianqiu's hand.

"You must come back safely!"

"Master Su will be safe." The door opened, and Qin Sangyao walked over step by step.

Ning Yinzhu looked at Qin Sangyao's face in the sunlight, and her heart was blocked again.

"Young Lord."

Ning Qianqiu didn't want to say anything at this time, so she only let Qin Sangyao in.

Qin Sangyao's eyes were very dark, he stared at Ning Yinzhu and spoke.

"With me here, I will see that the head is safe."

Ning Qianqiu is Aning's father, even if he is injured, he will keep him safe.

When he is there, there is him.

"Are you... going too?" Ning Yinzhu's fingertips were cold.

"En." Qin Sang lowered his eyes.

Ning Yinzhu's eyes became a little wet again, and she looked at Qin Sangyao.

The little girl's nose was red, and she was wearing a sachet embroidered by him on her waist.

"Aning, I'll be fine."

"Daddy, when are you leaving?" Ning Yinzhu asked.

"tomorrow."

Ning Yinzhu panicked and pulled Ning Qianqiu to speak, her voice a little hoarse.

"Daddy, I want to go too!"

"No!" Ning Qianqiu directly vetoed it.

"This time is much more serious than the one in the city. This is a real war! I don't know how many dark demon guards and demon cult leaders."

"I really want to go!"

Ning Qianqiu didn't agree with Ning Yinzhu's words, but let her stay well.

Ning Qianqiu left first, sighed, and saw that Qin Sangyao was still in the room.

Qin Sang stood tall and upright, her clothes were still cold.

Ning Yinzhu hugged him, and couldn't help crying.

"Xiao Langjun, will you take me with you? Take me with you!"

Qin Sang lowered his head and kissed Ning Yinzhu's forehead.

The palms of the two interlocked.

It's been a long time, and they haven't touched their fingers for a long time. It's the delicate body temperature and touch.

"A Ning, be good, and wait for my brother to marry you." Qin Sangyao touched Ning Yinzhu's neck.

"No one can say, Ah Ning can only marry his brother."

"Qin Sangyao, Ah Yao."

Ning Yinzhu's voice was calm, with the tenacity of the strings.

Qin Sangyao looked at her, Qin Sangyao couldn't bear it anymore, and lowered his head to kiss Ning Yinzhu's neck, her earlobe, and her lips.

"A-Ning, my Jiaojiaoer."

Ning Yinzhu lay in Qin Sangyao's arms like this, and he touched her fingertips closely.

"Hey, call me brother."

"Brother." Ning Yinzhu's teary eyes looked at Qin Sangyao's long body. His eyebrows and eyes were a little different from the heroic appearance of a young man, but he still had the charm of a young man.

No matter how the face looks, how it is drawn, or how it is pondered, it is impossible to see it all.

More elegant and full of charm.

Yuan, you call me senior sister, you call me Aning, and I call you Xiaolangjun.

Qin Sangyao closed her eyes, and stroked Ning Yinzhu's hair with her fingers.

He finally heard Ning Yinzhu's voice, he could be Ah Ning's arm now.

Really.

Qin Sangyao lowered his head again and kissed Ning Yinzhu.

"I miss you too, kiss my brother, I only like my brother."

"You have to go." Ning Yinzhu said feeling him.

"I want to be with you too."

"This young master is very strong." Qin Sangyao said.

At night——Ning Qianqiu took some people from Huaqing and prepared to leave——

Ning Yinzhu secretly hid in the dark compartment of the Yufeng sedan chair.

She wanted to hide, to be with them.

Qin Sangyao stood at the foot of Huaqing Peak, and many disciples held torches.

Qin Sang looked at Xiaocui and asked.

"What about Aning?"

Xiao Cui spoke. "Sleeping."

Ning Qianqiu didn't give up, and couldn't bear to look at Ning Yinzhu.

This trip will definitely hurt, but I should be able to come back.

Qin Sang looked around coldly, then walked into the sedan chair and opened the secret compartment.

Ning Yinzhu looked at him——

In the dark night, the two pairs of clear eyes looked at each other.

Qin Sangyao stretched out his hand towards her, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Ah Ning, be good, come out, brother will take you back."

Don't—don't—I'm going too.

Ning Yinzhu shrank back, but was still pulled out by Qin Sangyao.

He held her in his arms, looked at Ning Qianqiu, and then lowered his head.

"My sweetheart, you... just wait."

Ah Yao will return.

Ning Yinzhu wanted to leave Qin Sangyao, grabbed his clothes tightly, and spoke.

"Let go of me, I'll let you let me go!"

I'm going, I want to be with you!
Let me... be with you, okay young man, daddy.

"Ayao," Ning Qianqiu also looked at the two of them and said.

"Send Aning back."

"Okay." Qin Sangyao's voice was cold.

He returned to Huaqing Peak step by step, watching the little girl in his arms move around.

"Xiao Langjun." Ning Yinzhu looked at Qin Sangyao, and touched Qin Sangyao's chin with her fingertips.

"I don't want to leave you, and I don't want to leave Daddy."

Qin Sangyao looked at Ning Yinzhu's small face, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

This kiss was long, but Ning Yinzhu's heart ached step by step.

He sent Ning Yinzhu to his Zhiyue Pavilion, and he put aside his hard work.

Put it in the yard, and the surrounding flowers that have withered due to autumn all bloom in an instant.

The slow courtyard is full of the fragrance of flowers, colorful, delicate and beautiful.

"There are flowers here."

Qin Sang looked at the little girl, then spoke.

"A-Ning stay here, until winter, this flower will not fade, stay with A-Ning."

"Young Lord."

Ning Yinzhu couldn't stop her tears.

Qin Sangyao put Ning Yinzhu on the bed, then kissed her and pinched the back of her head.

This kiss is long and touches my heart.

"gone."

(End of this chapter)