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Chapter 112 Shangguan Xiaowan's Grievance
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Because, she is Shangguan Xiaowan who discussed with Situ Meng and acted separately!
When Shangguan Xiaowan saw that Nangong Haotian was empty-handed and clearly had a sword on his body, she lowered her head and looked around on the ground looking for the single sword, knowing that his sanity had not recovered.
His recognition of her as Shangguan Xiaowan was completely subconscious, and he still couldn't forget the person he hated the most.
As soon as she figured this out, Shangguan Xiaowan calmed down and said in a low voice on purpose: "Hey, brother Haotian, what are you talking about? I'm not some Shangguan Xiaowan!"
When Nangong Haotian heard this, he didn't raise his head, he still looked around the ground, and said angrily, "You are either Shangguan Xiaowan or the ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie. I will kill you today, I will kill you!" What about the single sword?"
When Shangguan Xiaowan heard it, her little heart immediately let go, she giggled happily, and said, "Brother Haotian, I am neither Shangguan Mie nor Shangguan Xiaowan, a ghost-faced scholar, I am Lin Xiaomei from outside Nangongzhuang!"
When Nangong Haotian heard about Nangongzhuang, he suddenly raised his head and said in a dazed way: "What? Nangongzhuang?"
When Shangguan Xiaowan heard the words, she twisted her slender hands without a trace, and said seriously: "Yes, you are the young owner of Nangongzhuang, remember? Your uncle Nangong Shuangliang Nangong Daxia lives in Wubaotou Mile..."
Nangong Haotian's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he seemed to have realized something: "Yes, my uncle lives in Wubaotou City...".
Shangguan Xiaowan saw that Nangong Haotian showed signs of regaining consciousness, she was both surprised and happy. Of course, she was happy because he was about to return to normal, but she was afraid that he would recognize Shangguan Xiaowan immediately when he regained his sanity. , I am afraid that at that time, Nangong Haotian will not give himself the slightest chance to explain, and will draw his sword to face each other.
While thinking about it, Shangguan Xiaowan tried to ask further: "Brother Haotian, where are Uncle Nangong and Aunt Nangong? Why didn't you see them?"
When Nangong Haotian heard it, he was at a loss as to who Shangguan Xiaowan was asking. He glanced at his eyebrows and said to himself, "Uncle Nangong...Aunt Nangong...Uncle Nangong...Aunt Nangong..."
Shangguan Xiaowan's heart sank when she heard this, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in her beautiful eyes. Now she hated the wild blood demon and Shangguan Mie to the core, she paused, and could only explain softly: "It's your father and your mother. , don't you remember?"
When Nangong Haotian heard about his father and mother, his star pupils suddenly widened, his expression immediately became resentful, he gritted his teeth and said in a hateful voice: "The ghost-faced scholar, Shangguan Mie, is a bastard...Shangguan Xiaowan..."
Shangguan Xiaowan's heart was shocked when she heard this, and she quickly changed her words and asked, "Where are you going now?"
But she couldn't help but shed tears in her heart, the current state of Nangong Haotian was not what she wanted to see, and it was completely contrary to her expectation.
"Where am I going?" Nangong Haotian was stunned for a moment, his confusion flashed, suddenly, his star pupils suddenly brightened, and he said in a bitter voice: "Go and chase the ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie, a bastard..."
In order to prompt Nangong Haotian to recover his memory, Shangguan Xiaowan pretended to be excited, and said anxiously: "But a man wearing a moon white gown and holding a ruler-long iron fracture fan?"
Nangong Haotian turned his head in a daze when he heard it, and subconsciously murmured to himself: "Shangguan Mie is a bastard... The ghost-faced scholar is Shangguan Mie, a bastard? Is that what it looks like?" Nangong Haotian said to Shangguan Mie and Shangguan Xiao Wan no longer remembers, but has the instinctive revenge.
"It's him, my little sister, from what he said, his nickname is Ghost Face Scholar, and his name is Shangguan Mie..." Shangguan Xiaowan hurriedly affirmed, and after finishing speaking, Shangguan Xiaowan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
As soon as Nangong Haotian heard the words ghost-faced scholar, his eyes lit up immediately, and he blurted out: "That's right, that's him, he's the one I'm looking for!" After speaking, he lowered his head and looked around for the dropped single sword. He was going to find Shangguan Mie desperately.
"Since he is so bad, we have to get on the horse and chase after him. He is now in the big town ahead." Shangguan Xiaowan hurriedly said nervously when she saw him.
While speaking, Shangguan Xiaowan had already gone to hold the rein of the horse, and at the same time patted the saddle, urging: "Quick, brother Haotian, get on the horse quickly, my little sister will take you to catch him."
Nangong Haotian swayed, staggered and unsteady, and walked towards the horse. In his subconscious, he seemed to know that he should chase after him on a horse at this time, and it would be faster.
However, just as Nangong Haotian walked up to the horse and stretched out his hand to prepare Yun to climb the saddle, Shangguan Xiaowan suddenly made a move like lightning, pointing to his black resting point.
Nangong Haotian thought he was too tired, so he didn't even hum, closed his eyes, turned around and fell to the ground.
However, just as he closed his eyes and turned around to faint, Shangguan Xiaowan has already stretched out her jade arms to embrace his body.
Seeing Nangong Haotian sleeping soundly, Shangguan Xiaowan saw deep tenderness in her eyes, she hurriedly lifted Nangong Haotian into her arms, flew down on the saddle, pulled the silk rein and shook it, and the horse galloped towards the town like flying.
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This is an ordinary medium-sized house with two entrances and one living room, two sides and one upper room. It can't be said how majestic or luxurious it is.
When the door of the house opened, Shangguan Xiaowan was also flying off the horse, holding Nangong Haotian in her arms and rushing into the house.
The horse was pulled away, the gate of the house was slammed again, the wild dogs stopped barking, and the town returned to silence.
However, in this medium-sized house, in the absence of lights, there were swaying figures, very busy, and whispered conversations could be heard from time to time.
Time was like running water, rushing by, and in the blink of an eye, after an hour passed, the courtyard finally became quiet.
Under the brocade quilt on the bed, Nangong Haotian was sleeping on his back after taking a bath with a white cloth wrapped around his head.
At this moment, Nangong Haotian's face was clean, he was sleeping peacefully, his nose and wings were fluttering, and his breathing was normal. Except that his handsome face was a little pale, it was exactly the same as when he entered the mountain in the evening.
The only difference is that he is physically and mentally exhausted at this moment, and his true strength has been consumed too much. It is difficult to say whether he can return to normal sanity after waking up.
As soon as Shangguan Xiaowan thought of this problem, she couldn't help but shed tears, and the bean-sized "pearls" fell rapidly and fell to the ground, making a "click, click, click" sound. After a long time, Shangguan Xiaowan stopped Crying, there are still a few crystal clear teardrops hanging on the long eyelashes.
She yearned day and night, looking forward to Nangong Haotian for countless hours, but at this moment she lost her mind, not only that, but also hated her Shangguan Xiaowan to the bone.
Seeing Tan Lang's expression at that time, he wished to drink her blood and eat her flesh.
A maid in yellow clothes standing quietly in a corner saw Shangguan Xiaowan crying, and comforted in a low voice: "Miss, you have to take care of yourself, when Miss Situ takes the medicine, Master Haotian will definitely regain consciousness..."
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Because, she is Shangguan Xiaowan who discussed with Situ Meng and acted separately!
When Shangguan Xiaowan saw that Nangong Haotian was empty-handed and clearly had a sword on his body, she lowered her head and looked around on the ground looking for the single sword, knowing that his sanity had not recovered.
His recognition of her as Shangguan Xiaowan was completely subconscious, and he still couldn't forget the person he hated the most.
As soon as she figured this out, Shangguan Xiaowan calmed down and said in a low voice on purpose: "Hey, brother Haotian, what are you talking about? I'm not some Shangguan Xiaowan!"
When Nangong Haotian heard this, he didn't raise his head, he still looked around the ground, and said angrily, "You are either Shangguan Xiaowan or the ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie. I will kill you today, I will kill you!" What about the single sword?"
When Shangguan Xiaowan heard it, her little heart immediately let go, she giggled happily, and said, "Brother Haotian, I am neither Shangguan Mie nor Shangguan Xiaowan, a ghost-faced scholar, I am Lin Xiaomei from outside Nangongzhuang!"
When Nangong Haotian heard about Nangongzhuang, he suddenly raised his head and said in a dazed way: "What? Nangongzhuang?"
When Shangguan Xiaowan heard the words, she twisted her slender hands without a trace, and said seriously: "Yes, you are the young owner of Nangongzhuang, remember? Your uncle Nangong Shuangliang Nangong Daxia lives in Wubaotou Mile..."
Nangong Haotian's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he seemed to have realized something: "Yes, my uncle lives in Wubaotou City...".
Shangguan Xiaowan saw that Nangong Haotian showed signs of regaining consciousness, she was both surprised and happy. Of course, she was happy because he was about to return to normal, but she was afraid that he would recognize Shangguan Xiaowan immediately when he regained his sanity. , I am afraid that at that time, Nangong Haotian will not give himself the slightest chance to explain, and will draw his sword to face each other.
While thinking about it, Shangguan Xiaowan tried to ask further: "Brother Haotian, where are Uncle Nangong and Aunt Nangong? Why didn't you see them?"
When Nangong Haotian heard it, he was at a loss as to who Shangguan Xiaowan was asking. He glanced at his eyebrows and said to himself, "Uncle Nangong...Aunt Nangong...Uncle Nangong...Aunt Nangong..."
Shangguan Xiaowan's heart sank when she heard this, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in her beautiful eyes. Now she hated the wild blood demon and Shangguan Mie to the core, she paused, and could only explain softly: "It's your father and your mother. , don't you remember?"
When Nangong Haotian heard about his father and mother, his star pupils suddenly widened, his expression immediately became resentful, he gritted his teeth and said in a hateful voice: "The ghost-faced scholar, Shangguan Mie, is a bastard...Shangguan Xiaowan..."
Shangguan Xiaowan's heart was shocked when she heard this, and she quickly changed her words and asked, "Where are you going now?"
But she couldn't help but shed tears in her heart, the current state of Nangong Haotian was not what she wanted to see, and it was completely contrary to her expectation.
"Where am I going?" Nangong Haotian was stunned for a moment, his confusion flashed, suddenly, his star pupils suddenly brightened, and he said in a bitter voice: "Go and chase the ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie, a bastard..."
In order to prompt Nangong Haotian to recover his memory, Shangguan Xiaowan pretended to be excited, and said anxiously: "But a man wearing a moon white gown and holding a ruler-long iron fracture fan?"
Nangong Haotian turned his head in a daze when he heard it, and subconsciously murmured to himself: "Shangguan Mie is a bastard... The ghost-faced scholar is Shangguan Mie, a bastard? Is that what it looks like?" Nangong Haotian said to Shangguan Mie and Shangguan Xiao Wan no longer remembers, but has the instinctive revenge.
"It's him, my little sister, from what he said, his nickname is Ghost Face Scholar, and his name is Shangguan Mie..." Shangguan Xiaowan hurriedly affirmed, and after finishing speaking, Shangguan Xiaowan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
As soon as Nangong Haotian heard the words ghost-faced scholar, his eyes lit up immediately, and he blurted out: "That's right, that's him, he's the one I'm looking for!" After speaking, he lowered his head and looked around for the dropped single sword. He was going to find Shangguan Mie desperately.
"Since he is so bad, we have to get on the horse and chase after him. He is now in the big town ahead." Shangguan Xiaowan hurriedly said nervously when she saw him.
While speaking, Shangguan Xiaowan had already gone to hold the rein of the horse, and at the same time patted the saddle, urging: "Quick, brother Haotian, get on the horse quickly, my little sister will take you to catch him."
Nangong Haotian swayed, staggered and unsteady, and walked towards the horse. In his subconscious, he seemed to know that he should chase after him on a horse at this time, and it would be faster.
However, just as Nangong Haotian walked up to the horse and stretched out his hand to prepare Yun to climb the saddle, Shangguan Xiaowan suddenly made a move like lightning, pointing to his black resting point.
Nangong Haotian thought he was too tired, so he didn't even hum, closed his eyes, turned around and fell to the ground.
However, just as he closed his eyes and turned around to faint, Shangguan Xiaowan has already stretched out her jade arms to embrace his body.
Seeing Nangong Haotian sleeping soundly, Shangguan Xiaowan saw deep tenderness in her eyes, she hurriedly lifted Nangong Haotian into her arms, flew down on the saddle, pulled the silk rein and shook it, and the horse galloped towards the town like flying.
……
This is an ordinary medium-sized house with two entrances and one living room, two sides and one upper room. It can't be said how majestic or luxurious it is.
When the door of the house opened, Shangguan Xiaowan was also flying off the horse, holding Nangong Haotian in her arms and rushing into the house.
The horse was pulled away, the gate of the house was slammed again, the wild dogs stopped barking, and the town returned to silence.
However, in this medium-sized house, in the absence of lights, there were swaying figures, very busy, and whispered conversations could be heard from time to time.
Time was like running water, rushing by, and in the blink of an eye, after an hour passed, the courtyard finally became quiet.
Under the brocade quilt on the bed, Nangong Haotian was sleeping on his back after taking a bath with a white cloth wrapped around his head.
At this moment, Nangong Haotian's face was clean, he was sleeping peacefully, his nose and wings were fluttering, and his breathing was normal. Except that his handsome face was a little pale, it was exactly the same as when he entered the mountain in the evening.
The only difference is that he is physically and mentally exhausted at this moment, and his true strength has been consumed too much. It is difficult to say whether he can return to normal sanity after waking up.
As soon as Shangguan Xiaowan thought of this problem, she couldn't help but shed tears, and the bean-sized "pearls" fell rapidly and fell to the ground, making a "click, click, click" sound. After a long time, Shangguan Xiaowan stopped Crying, there are still a few crystal clear teardrops hanging on the long eyelashes.
She yearned day and night, looking forward to Nangong Haotian for countless hours, but at this moment she lost her mind, not only that, but also hated her Shangguan Xiaowan to the bone.
Seeing Tan Lang's expression at that time, he wished to drink her blood and eat her flesh.
A maid in yellow clothes standing quietly in a corner saw Shangguan Xiaowan crying, and comforted in a low voice: "Miss, you have to take care of yourself, when Miss Situ takes the medicine, Master Haotian will definitely regain consciousness..."
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