Xiao Nuo ignored her, walked into the room with a straight face, and looked up and down at the layout of the room.
With her head down, Xiaoyao followed her like a child who had done something wrong, and her expression was full of uneasiness.
"Not bad, it's better than mine."
A moment later, after Xiao Nuo visited all the rooms, she opened her mouth and said the first sentence.
"I …"
Xiaoyao couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry. Her lips trembled and she didn't know what to say.
Xiao Nuo sat down on the sofa, looked at her with sharp eyes, and sneered. "Now you are awesome, and you have learned to run away from home."
Xiaoyao lowered her head and didn't dare to say anything. She felt wronged and thought, "I moved out because I felt sorry for you and was embarrassed to see you."
"Sit down. Why are you standing there?"
Xiao Nuo said indifferently as if nothing had happened, which made Xiaoyao's heart beat fast. She sat far away from her and didn't even dare to sit properly.
"Why are you sitting so far away? Come here! "
Xiao Nuo glared at her angrily and patted the place beside her.
Xiaoyao sat there obediently. She was in awe of this big sister from the bottom of her heart.
"You have never lived alone outside. Can you clean up the house?"
Xiao Nuo looked at Xiaoyao, who was sitting beside her like a bullied daughter-in-law, and her tone became softer.
"I … I can learn!"
Xiaoyao bit her lower lip and said weakly.
"Learn? You have too many things to learn. Can you wash clothes and cook? Can you clean the house? You even moved out to live by yourself? Can you take care of yourself? "
Xiao Nuo shook her head speechlessly. Xiaoyao was good at doing business, but she was an idiot at housework. She didn't even know how to cook noodles.
"I … It seems that you can do it."
Xiaoyao muttered in a low voice, unconvinced. She thought that during the time she lived with her, they either ate takeout or instant noodles every day, and even the noodles were half-cooked.
"What did you say?"
Xiao Nuo's voice rose unconsciously, which scared Xiaoyao and made her shiver all over. She said with a smile, "I said you can do everything."
"That's more like it. I have lived independently for more than two years."
Xiao Nuo said with some complacency.
"Well, Sister Nuo is really awesome."
Xiaoyao flattered him against her will.
"Alright, stop flattering me. Follow me down to get your luggage."
Xiao Nuo stood up and said in an unquestionable tone.
"What luggage?"
Xiaoyao raised her head and looked at her in astonishment, looking confused.
"You've been living and eating at my place for so long. If I don't eat and stay at your place, wouldn't that be a great loss?"
Xiao Nuo said with an unnatural look. Last night, she was in a bad mood because she was jealous and worried about Ding Ning, so she lost her temper. Today, when she got up and found that Xiaoyao had really moved away, she panicked and regretted it so much.
However, she couldn't bring herself to call her, so she took a day off to look for her all over the world. Fortunately, she was a criminal police officer and had a certain amount of detective experience. Following some clues, she finally found her.
After learning about her new residence, she returned to her place. Coincidentally, the rent there was about to expire. After hesitating for a long time, she made up her mind to move in with her.
But as a big sister, she couldn't admit her mistake so straightforwardly. It would be very shameful, so she found an excuse to move in with her.
Xiaoyao opened her mouth wide in surprise. "Sister Nuo, you're not angry with me anymore?"
"Am I such a mean person?"
Xiao Nuo snorted coldly and walked out with her head held high proudly.
"Wait for me, I'll help you with the luggage."
Xiaoyao was overjoyed and followed her happily.
When the two came up with large and small luggage, they had already recovered to the intimate appearance of the past.
They cleaned up the room together. After that, they lay on the sofa with facial masks on their heads and talked and laughed. It was impossible to know that the relationship between them had once fallen to the freezing point.
Xiaoyao's face was full of a happy smile. She knew that the unpleasant period was over, and they were still best friends.
However, Xiaoyao knew that what she had done with Ding Ning was really a bit hurtful. She thought that when Ding Ning came back, she would ask him to take Xiao Nuo as his girlfriend, lest she would feel unbalanced and be jealous.
A woman without the nourishment of a man was easy to get manic depression, not to mention a criminal police officer like Xiao Nuo who dealt with murder cases all day long. It would be strange if she was not irritated.
Just when the sisters were reconciled, Ding Ning and his companions were full and ready to pay the bill and go home to rest.
At this moment, Ding Ning suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. Before he could react, the noisy Gui Street suddenly quieted down, and everyone fell asleep.
Even Luo Zhicheng and his companions felt their eyelids heavy without warning, and they fell asleep on the table. Only Ding Ning and Yagyuu Asamayu could remain sober at the scene.
The noisy Gui Street instantly became silent. This strange scene made Ding Ning's pupils shrink violently. Yagyuu Asamayu looked around blankly and did not know what was going on.
Ding Ning stood up, looked into the darkness as if he were facing a formidable enemy, and said loudly, "Who are you? Please come out and meet me."
"Gee, the Thousand-mile Drunk doesn't work on you? Interesting. "
With an old exclamation, four murderous old men came from the two ends of Gui Street, and the one who spoke was an old man with a big mouth.
…
In Yangui Hall, Yan Hao, who should have become a madman, was kneeling on the ground with Yan Xun and his son at the moment, looking with awe at an old man in an ancient robe standing by the window with his hands clasped behind his back.
That was the deep reverence for the strong and the worship for the medical master, who could connect his broken cranial nerves with a flip of his hand, make him a normal person again, and remove the hidden danger for Yan Ping.
Even the unruly Yan Hao had to put away his pride and arrogance and treat this immortal-like figure respectfully.
"Master, why don't we do it directly? Let the good-for-nothings of the Demon Cult do it? "
Yan Tong stood respectfully behind the old man in the ancient robe and asked cautiously.
Junior Sister Qingyun also stood aside respectfully. Although she had a noble status, she still had to show the proper attitude in front of the elders in the sect.
"I want to confirm whether the rumor is true."
The old man in the ancient robe had white hair and a ruddy face, looking like a sage, and his deep eyes were full of vicissitudes.
"What rumor?"
Yan Tong was slightly stunned and asked curiously.
The old man in the ancient robe did not answer, but turned his eyes to the north, with an inexplicable look flashing in his eyes.
Yan Tong trembled all over, and horror flashed in his eyes. "That direction is Mount Yan, where the National Warrior's Mansion is located. Is Master …"
An extremely terrible idea suddenly flashed through his mind. Xiahou Weiyang, the Country-guarding Martial Marquis, had not shown up for more than 20 years. It was rumored that he had been seriously injured and had been healing; it was also rumored that he was doing closed-door training to break through to a higher realm; it was also rumored that he had actually died long ago, but was afraid that the Ancient Martial World would destroy the Peace Agreement, so they concealed the news of his death …
The rumors in Jianghu were not trustworthy, but his master's thought-provoking behavior today made him feel that something was different. Perhaps, the rumors were true.
If Xiahou Weiyang was really dead, the Holy-saber Ancient Tribe would not come out and the Holy-goddess Tribe would not care about worldly affairs. In that case, wouldn't the Holy Medical Family and the Holy-sword Villa be the rulers of the world?
Thinking of this, Yan Tong trembled with excitement, and his scalp was about to explode. Looking at his master's back, his eyes were full of ambition.
Although the spiritual aura in the secular world was scarce, there was no lack of rare treasures and massive wealth. Cultivators were also human beings with emotions and desires. Once the National Warrior's Mansion lost the deterrence of the top force, the Peace Agreement would be a piece of waste paper.
How could the power of a sect be compared with the power of a country? At that time, the Holy Medical Family might become the ruler of this huge country, and they could get whatever cultivation resources they wanted.
Junior Sister Qingyun was not a fool. Soon, she understood her master's intention, and a touch of worry flashed in her eyes.
Different from Yan Tong's excitement, she was also a disciple of the Holy Medical Family, but her roots were in the secular world. She did not want to see this country, which had just woken up less than a hundred years ago, fall into war again.
Although she had only joined the sect for more than ten years, and she spent most of her time cultivating in seclusion, it did not prevent her from deeply understanding the cruel nature of cultivators, which was disorder, chaos, plundering, and killing …
The strong were respected, and cultivators regarded human lives as worthless. In order to fight for a chance to advance, even master and disciple, brothers and father and son could turn against each other. Selfish human nature was revealed, and the theory that every man for himself would be destroyed by heaven and earth was the eternal main melody of the cultivation world.
It was a pity that she was not strong enough to influence her master's sect, so she could only pray silently in her heart, hoping that those rumors were false and that the Country-guarding Martial Marquis was still the towering pillar whose power shocked the world.
…
On a street not far from Gui Street, a Mercedes-Benz limousine was parked on the side of the road. The windows were closed, and no one could see what was inside.
Inside the limousine, a black sarcophagus was parked in the rear compartment. Zhai Ying was leaning against the sarcophagus and sitting upright with his eyes closed, like a zombie, but his face was very ugly.
Beside him, there were also four white-haired old men in gray robes sitting cross-legged. They were all quiet and silent, as if they were waiting for something.
In the driver's seat was Nie Fan, the current boss of Fantastic Stones Shop. However, at this moment, Nie Fan's face was pale, and he was shivering all over. His eyes were staring straight ahead without focus, and he didn't even dare to look at the skinny old man sitting in the passenger seat, as if the old man was a scourge that frightened him.
After a long time, the skinny old man said gloomily, "Nie Fan, as an outer disciple of the Demon Cult, you watched our Sect Master die. How dare you live?"
"Old Sect Master, please spare my life. At that time, our Sect Master asked me to take charge of other things, and I wasn't there. It was Mo Bai who was with him, and it had nothing to do with me."
Nie Fan was scared out of his wits. He cried and shouted to shirk responsibility. He hated Mo Bai to death in his heart. After the Sect Master died, Mo Bai disappeared without saying a word, causing Nie Fan to have to bear the old Sect Master's anger.
"Humph, for the sake of your atonement, I'll spare you this time. Tell me what happened in detail again, and don't miss any details."
Old Sect Master Wu Liduo's triangular eyes flashed with green light, and he looked extremely terrifying.
In fact, he had no choice but to come to Yan Jing to take revenge this time. He was cautious by nature. After Wu Tianxie's soul lamp went out, he was angry, but he didn't act rashly.
The person who could kill Wu Tianxie was definitely not simple. He had intended to find out the enemy's strength before taking action, but Zhai Ying forced him to come to Yan Jing with the eight Great Elders based on his perception of the curse of life.
Since he had come, he didn't have to worry about being no match for the enemy with Zhai Ying's support. But after all, this was Yan Jing, where Marquis Wu was in charge, so he didn't dare to act rashly. He discussed with Zhai Ying whether he should find an opportunity to catch Ding Ning secretly.
However, he didn't expect that Zhai Ying was crazy and forced him to take action immediately, or he would turn against him.
He was a person who cherished his life very much, so he naturally wouldn't bring trouble upon himself. He could only send the four Great Elders to catch Ding Ning.
"Yes, Sect Master, here's the thing. That day …"
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