Reaper's Wings

Wheels!

The sound of the carriage rolling echoed in the streets at night, heading towards the slums in the west of Luoyang City. Inside the carriage, a woman was holding the head of a young man with tears of happiness streaming down her face.

She has been waiting to leave that place for a long time.

Nanfang Shu might be too tired, or maybe his mother's smell was too warm, so he fell asleep in this embrace.

Finally the carriage drove into the slums and stopped at the back door of "Youjian Restaurant".This is not the restaurant that Zhou Mingxin bought first, but a landmark building that symbolizes the opening of the "Youjian Restaurant" chain hotel, Youjian Restaurant No. [-], which is two blocks away from the original Youjian Restaurant.

This place was bought by Song Dong himself and remodeled. It will be his meeting point in Luoyang City.

Nanfang Shu's mother gently shook her son to wake her up and asked, "Shu'er, I seem to have arrived somewhere. Where is this?"

Nanshu Shu woke up in the light shaking, looked around, then looked at his mother and said, "This is where our savior is."

Nanfang Shu's mother nodded lightly. Although she didn't know anything, she also knew that she and her son were able to escape this time because of the help of noble people.

Nannan Shu and his mother got out of the car, and just opened the gate of a restaurant's backyard, when they suddenly saw a burst of fire, it was two rows of torches that looked so bright at night.

In the flames, Song Dong stood at the front, and behind him was Zhao Yanting.

At this moment, Song Dong opened his arms and said, "Welcome back!"

With simple words and warm pictures, Nanfang Shu's eyes became moist in an instant.

"Shu'er, quickly kneel down to your benefactors." Nanfang Shu's mother knew what gratitude is, and she knelt down as she spoke, and Nanfang Shu also knelt down following her mother.

Nanfang Shu has knelt down to too many people in his life, but this is the first time he sincerely wants to kneel down to a certain person. This young man who did not hesitate to mutilate himself for revenge, and endured for many years to save his mother has completely returned his heart.

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In the basement of a restaurant, there is a table and a few chairs. It is not brightly lit, but it is not intimidating. Besides Song Dong, Zhao Yanting, and Nanfang Shu, Zhuang Fan, Tie Niu, and Hua Hua are also there. Veiled woman is frosty.

This is the place Song Dong chose for Chu Li, the death wing mercenary.

Ordinary places often produce great things.

"Is your mother ready?" Song Dong, who was sitting on a chair casually, asked Nan Nan Shu who was not far away.

"It's been arranged." Nanfang replied: "She doesn't have any relatives in her hometown, and I don't want to leave her too far, so I will let my mother live in a restaurant first, and then find her a house around."

"Yeah!" Song Dong could fully feel the mood in Nanfang Shuxin's heart: "Just arrange it, and talk about anything."

"it is good!"

The sitting in the whole basement has no rules, it is very random, but they are all centered on Song Dong. Zhao Yanting and Zhuang Fan are sitting on Song Dong's left, Tie Niu is on his right, and Hua Hua is sitting on Tie Niu's shoulders. , there is Huahua's favorite location, while Nanfang Shu and Leng Bingshuang are a little further out.

"Some of you know each other, and some of you may not have seen each other. Please introduce yourself in detail!"

In fact, only Tieniu and Huahua have never met anyone else. The key point of Song Dong's words is the word "detailed".

The others are fine, but the cold eyes are condensed. These days, her Phoenix Tower has been opened, and her own plan is about to start to get on the right track, and Song Dong has not found her in these days. Three months Just like a passerby, when Leng Bingshuang thought that everything from the moment the boat met was over, Song Dong suddenly let her come to this place this weekend night.

When Song Dong said that, she knew it was time for a showdown.

Nanfang Shu obviously also knew that this was an unusual day, and he was the first to express his opinion after he had just untied his knot.

"I'll come first." Nan Nan Shu said, "My name is Nan Nan Shu, and there is no one else in my family except my mother."

Nan Shu paused for a while after saying this, he looked at Song Dongchang and said with a sigh of relief: "You may have heard of my life experience, yes, it was a winter 15 years ago when the drunk Nan Chi Yan raped me. My mother, who was a maid, had me. At that time, Nanfang Chiyan was not the head of the Nanfang family, but he was a strong competitor for the head of the family. So he wanted to kill me at that time in order not to let himself have any stains Mother’s, maybe it’s because tigers don’t eat their children, after learning that my mother was pregnant, Nanfang Chiyan didn’t do anything in the end, but this was also the beginning of my mother’s miserable life.”

This is the first time that Nanfang Shu has opened his heart to so many people and expressed his thoughts: "I don't know that the young masters and ladies of the Nanfang family can bully our mother and son even when ordinary servants are unhappy. Almost all of my childhood was spent in scolding and beatings, and my mother even shed tears, although in the end Nanfang Chiyan got better after being the head of the family, but I will never forget all of this."

"So, I practiced martial arts desperately, but I found that it was difficult to achieve my goal with my own strength, so I started to learn poison and Gu worms." While speaking, a caterpillar-like Gu worm came out of Nannan Shu's body. It got out and crawled onto his face, this was also the first time he had not released his natal Gu worms when he was not killing people.

Under the shocked eyes of others, Nanfang Shu said: "This is my natal Gu, Mao Mao!"

Mao Mao, this name is very vivid for this Gu worm.

"But I know that even if I do all this, I still can't threaten the behemoth of the Nanfang family, can't kill the culprit of the Nanfang Chiyan, and can't save my mother. Fortunately, I met the Lord Song Dong at this time. I killed Nanfang Chiyan, rescued our mother, and let my hatred be released." Nanfang Shu's gaze was firm: "I, Nanfang Shu, will not say anything, but from now on, my life belongs to the Lord Song Dong of."

"What, Song Dong killed Southern Chiyan?" The cold and beautiful eyes were extremely shocked: "This is impossible!"

Apart from Leng Bingshuang, Zhuang Fan was the most surprised, but he recovered very quickly. Although he is naturally optimistic, he knows how powerful Nan Chi Yan is, but with idols and Song Dong, he thinks there is nothing impossible , this matter can only make him admire the two of them even more.

Zhao Yanting knew about this, so his demeanor did not change at all, and neither did Tieniu and Huahua, because everything that happened these days was too unthinkable, and in their hearts, Song Dong was no longer with God. different.

Therefore, no one answered Leng Bingshuang's question, but she already knew from everyone's expressions that what Nanfang Shu said was true, and her heart was like a [-]-level typhoon blowing on the sea level. , she stared at Song Dong without blinking, as if she wanted to see a flower on his face.

Who is this Song Dong? Do you really want to tell him your biggest secret? Can he help yourself?

But Leng Bingshuang, who was staring at Song Dong, didn't notice that Hua Hua, who was sitting on Tie Niu's shoulder, was looking at her with her mouth pouted, with a trace of hostility in her eyes, hmph, she was just looking at Brother Song Dong like that.

Mao Mao returned to Nanfang Shu's body again, his narration was completed, and seeing that the atmosphere in the room was a little frozen, Zhuang Fan, who was always happy to adjust, spoke.

"Okay, it's up to me after Nanfang Shu finished speaking." Zhuang Fan tried his best to look serious when speaking in front of so many people: "My name is Zhuang Fan, male, 15 years old, I like to eat fish, it's over."

Zhuang Fan is a silly guy who is born to be funny. Looking at the eyes of everyone looking at him, he himself felt a little embarrassed: "By the way, I am an orphan and my parents are gone, so I didn't say anything. There is a master, he is very powerful, and he taught me how to fish."

Zhuang Fan chatted with his master Li Qing for a long time during the day, and shared with him all the things in the academy, no matter how big or small, he felt that he was fast.And Li Qing also honestly became a listener for a while, listening to his apprentice nagging, it felt like the identities of the two had been reversed.

But Zhuang Fan felt that his master had changed. Although his love for him had not changed, he felt that his master had become more difficult to get close to and more mysterious, but when he knew that his master's cultivation had finally broken through , I jumped three feet high to be happy for my master.

Zhuang Fan is such a person, it may be that the atmosphere here is a bit confining, Zhuang Fan didn't know what to say for a while, and felt that everyone wanted to hear more about himself, and finally Zhuang Fan said: "I I'll catch fish for you to eat in the future!"

Song Dong knew that he couldn't say anything useful anymore, so he motioned for Zhao Yanting to start.

"My name is Zhao Yanting. My grandfather is Zhao Gang. He formed the Fourth Army by himself. My father and mother died in the battle. Except for an uncle who disappeared, I am the only one in the family. Now I am a martial artist with a peak cultivation. , make good use of spears."

Zhao Yanting's detailed introduction is also very short, but it has something to say.

And when he said that he was already at the peak of a martial artist, a glint appeared in his cold eyes, as if this Zhao Yanting could improve his cultivation endlessly, which was always beyond people's expectations.Originally, Leng Bingshuang thought that he was still an advanced martial artist, but he did not expect that he had already reached the peak of a martial artist.

Then the frosty eyes moved to Tieniu and Huahua, to be precise, it was Huahua, because this girl who looked less than ten years old actually exuded the aura of a martial artist, and it was the kind of aura of a martial artist that made her feel dangerous .

A ten-year-old martial artist, my God, do such people really exist in this world?

If Leng Bingshuang knew that it took only three months for Huahua to become a junior martial artist from a "little white", I don't know if she would vomit blood in anger on the spot.

Of course, what made Leng Bingshuang notice Huahua was her faint hostility. It is not a good thing to be hostile to a wicked genius who is less than ten years old.

Huahua didn't speak, but Tie Niu spoke.