The best waste god

Liu Qianwen also hastily said humbly: "Then how can it be, your old man is old, how can you call him by his first and last name directly as a martial arts senior."

Aunt Shan said: "In the so-called orderly seniority, there is a difference between master and servant. No matter how old a slave is, he is still a slave..."

But before the words were finished, Shangguan Xiaowan had suppressed the impatience in her heart, and said: "Now is not the time to talk about age and seniority, but why are you two lying on the room in the middle of the night, but... "

Nangong Haotian smiled and explained: "It was Miss Liu just now..."

Liu Qianwen interrupted the conversation and said, "It's not convenient to talk in this place, let's talk later!"

Nangong Haotian felt that it was reasonable, and said solemnly to Shangguan Xiaowan and Aunt Shan: "Please!"

At first, the four of them flew down to the front of the room, Liu Qianwen didn't advocate waking up the maid Xiaomei, like a well-behaved maid, she personally lit the lamp with a kindling, that well-behaved appearance made Nangong Haotian lose his mind for a while.

Thinking of the way the two held hands that day, Nangong Haotian's long-suppressed passion seemed to have returned, the ambiguity between the two in the Lotus Festival Temple, Liu Qianwen in the northwest mountain area alone blocking herself and the people from Tulongbao... Sigh, what virtue do I have? How could she be favored by a beauty like Liu Qianwen!

There is also Shangguan Xiaowan, this lovely person, who doesn't even know her own life experience, but to herself... Thinking of this, Nangong Haotian's eyes suddenly softened a lot, because his mother Li Yunji's death and his frozen heart began to... A small opening was opened.

But remembering that he lied that he had lost his memory before, Nangong Haotian hastily lowered his head, concealing the change in his expression without a trace, and then raised his head, his eyes were already calm.

Shangguan Xiaowan was worried that Shangguan Mie had found this place, so she asked with concern: "Miss Liu found someone sneaking into the courtyard?"

Liu Qianwen was taken aback when she heard it, and asked in amazement, "Miss Shan, how do you know?"

Shangguan Xiaowan saw that Liu Qianwen called herself Miss Shan, she couldn't help covering her mouth and smiling, shaking her head and said: "My surname is not Shan, Aunt Shan is Aunt Shan, I am me!"

Nangong Haotian and Liu Qianwen were startled, and asked, "Then girl, are you..."

Shangguan Xiaowan hurriedly waved her hands, and said, "What is my surname, these are not important, but what did you two discover just now?"

Liu Qianwen hurriedly said, seeming to understand: "A moment ago, the little girl opened the door and came out, and suddenly found a tall figure on the small hall..."

Aunt Shan asked anxiously, "But one leg and one eye?"

Liu Qianwen nodded and said, "That's right, it's an eye, but it's not a leg. My little sister didn't see it clearly, because his movement was too fast. When I heard my little girl's exclamation, he disappeared in a blink of an eye."

After a pause, Liu Qianwen turned her head to look at Nangong Haotian, who knew no joy or sorrow, and continued: "Wait until Haotian heard the sound, and both went up to the front of the room to look, and they couldn't find the tall figure at all." , just when I was feeling confused, I found that you two had arrived."

Nangong Haotian nodded, a cunning flashed in his eyes, he hid it well, and said with some annoyance: "I think that one-eyed person is probably my enemy, the bloody enemy who killed my parents."

Hearing this, Aunt Shan said seriously: "Haotian, before your memory is fully recovered, you can't make any conclusions in vain. Maybe that person is a nocturnal person who just flies over your house."

"But why did senior Shan know that the person we just discovered has one eye and one leg?" Liu Qianwen suddenly asked in confusion.

Aunt Shan didn't expect Liu Qianwen to ask such a question, she was at a loss for words, and faltered, "Uh...it's like this..."

Shangguan Xiaowan saw that Aunt Shan was stunned, and quickly interjected: "We just met on Guanxia Street, that person drove seven or eight zhang away from us, he seems to have only one eye and one leg."

Hearing this, Nangong Haotian felt a little funny in his heart, his expression remained unchanged, and he seemed to have realized something and asked: "Oh? Senior Shan and the girl returned late at night..."

But as soon as the words were spoken, Aunt Shan already pretended to be helpless and said: "It's not all for Haotian you."

Nangong Haotian was taken aback for a moment, and asked in confusion: "What? For me?"

"No, after our girl went back, she was restless, restless in sleep, thinking of you all the time..."

Shangguan Xiaowan's delicate face turned red when she heard this, and said in a low voice, "Aunt Shan, why don't you be serious?"

On the contrary, Aunt Shan said confidently: "Isn't it? If you can sleep, girl, why did you come back in the middle of the night? It's not to see Haotian."

Shangguan Xiaowan stared angrily, and was about to say something when Liu Qianwen hurriedly said: "Just now, the younger sister has already thought of this level, it must be because Haotian has lost all memory, and I don't know who the enemy is, although the younger sister knows that it is Shangguan Mie, but my little sister doesn't know what he looks like."

Aunt Shan nodded and said with a smile, "That's right, that's the reason why our girl thought about it, couldn't rest assured, and ran back in a hurry..."

Nangong Haotian stood up, cupped his hands slightly towards Shangguan Xiaowan, and thanked: "Thank you for your generous help, Miss, for coming to help."

Shangguan Xiaowan saw Nangong Haotian being humble and polite to her. Although she knew that his memory had been lost, she still felt a little sad in her heart, so she hurriedly got up and said: "Young hero, you are welcome..."

Aunt Shan said first: "Our girl not only knows the face of your Nangong Haotian's enemies, but also knows your Nangong Haotian's past..."