The Evil King Loves Lightly: Xiao Chong Doctor Concubine

Chapter 335 He Has Another Name

Chapter 335 He Has Another Name

Wuming's eyes flickered slightly, and he said after a while: "Everyone went out to look for food."

"..." Qiqi didn't know what to say, but couldn't help coughing twice.

The head of the sect is really too useless...

But what does this guy mean?It's so pitiful, don't you plan to eat here?

But his eyes are pure, his eyes are like a deep and deep spring, so clean, it seems that there is nothing hidden.

It's really surprising that a killer can have such clean eyes.

"I'll let..."

"Let's go." Before Qiqi finished speaking, Wuming stood up, put on her clothes, walked to the bed, and pushed the window sill away.

"Where are you going?" It's the killer's nature not to leave the door, but to break through the window.

"I'll pay you." Just after Wuming's words fell, Qiqi felt a tightness in her left wrist, and she had already been buckled by him. Under his leadership, she broke through the window and ran quickly towards the mountain behind Shaolin Temple.

After reaching Wuming, he let go of her, and walked quickly in front of her.

Qiqi already knows what he wants to do, since it's a reward, don't take it for nothing.

He took a step forward and chased after him with difficulty.

It's still a wandering step, but it seems to be much more subtle than the one he taught last time. Probably what he taught last time was an entry-level one, and this time it's a higher-level one.

Qiqi didn't think too much, and tried to memorize every step he took. Although he had deliberately slowed down, it was still very difficult to keep up with him.

This was the second stage. If he wanted to learn all his steps, how many times would he have to be injured, and how many times would he have to heal her?
She realized that she was disgusting. In order to learn his lightness kung fu, she was actually expecting him to get hurt...

"Concentrate." A nameless voice suddenly rang in her ears, and Qi Qi was startled, only to realize that he had returned to her side in the blink of an eye.

He wanted to say something, but he took another step and ran out in a blink of an eye.

Qiqi had no choice but to restrain her mind and concentrate on following.

In this way, he took her around the back mountain for countless times, until Qi Qi could walk on the treetops without his guidance and took the second step of the Misty Walk, and then he suddenly left her behind. With a word of "keep up", I took the lead to go to the highest peak of the back mountain.

This time, Qiqi chased him for a long time, estimated at least half an hour, before finally finding his trace somewhere on the flat ground on the top of the highest peak.

Wuming was sitting by the fire, roasting the caught pheasant.

On the other side of the fire, a seat was piled up with branches and dead leaves, which seemed to be reserved for her.

Qiqi walked over, sat down opposite him, took the half-roasted pheasant from him, and put it on the fire to continue roasting.

He didn't speak, just quietly looked at the roast chicken on the fire, wondering what he was thinking.

Looking at him through the flames, under the reflection of the flames, his face shone with circles of light, which was indescribably bright and moving.

A man can be described by the four words "bright and charming", and his beauty can be imagined by the world.

Finally, Qiqi still couldn't bear the loneliness, and asked softly: "Those disciples from Zhaixinglou are not yours, are they?"

Wuming raised his long eyelashes and glanced at her indifferently.

"I'll just talk about it casually, if you can't say it, you don't have to reply..."

"Yeah." He nodded and continued to look at the roast chicken on the fire.

In fact, Qiqi guessed this way only because she felt that Wuming was a loner, not like she would walk with certain people.

He shouldn't be lonely, but he seems destined to be lonely all the time. He doesn't want to talk too much with others, and he doesn't want to get close to others at will. recognize him.

This at least shows that when he meets someone with an unknown identity, the fate of that person is basically conceivable, he must have killed him... Well, except for her, and Chu Xuanchi, it seems that there is another Mu Prince...

In fact, she really wanted to discuss some things with him, but she knew very well that he would not like to hear them.

Although she and Prince Mu didn't meet many times, that sixth emperor uncle could give her a kind of intimacy that other elders couldn't bring her at all, especially, those extremely energetic eyes were clear and clean, Such a person should be a good prince for the country and the people, and he shouldn't kill him.

He must have stayed in Wangyue City this time because he had something to do, but when he finished his work here, would he return to the Imperial City and continue his unfinished tasks?
According to the legend, if Wuming wanted to kill someone, that person would never survive, but Prince Mu was the only one who survived under his sword. If Chu Xuanchi was not present that day, Prince Mu's fate can be imagined.

However, Prince Xuan has too many things to do on his own, how can he be by Prince Mu's side all the time?

She hesitated for a long time, and thought for a long time before she finally couldn't hold back and said: "If you kill Prince Mu, how much money will the buyer give you? Can I give you double the money for the sake of our acquaintance? Let him go?"

He didn't speak, but when Qi Qi mentioned the three words "Prince Mu", his five fingers holding the branch tightened suddenly, and his eyes turned cold in an instant.

Qi Qi immediately felt the bone-piercing chill.

With the sudden rise of his cold air, even she began to feel that the night wind on this mountain was particularly cool. It was almost mid-autumn day, and it was almost as cold as the frost of the twelfth lunar month.

Suddenly, with a "pop", the branch in Wuming's hand was accidentally cut off, and the pheasant that was almost cooked fell on the fire and mixed with the charcoal.

Qi Qi was startled, and hurriedly fetched branches to try to see if she could pick them out to make amends, but the fire was too hot, she fiddled with it, and the flames almost jumped into her hands several times.

A big palm landed on her wrist, pulling her away in a daze.

Looking up to meet his cold gaze, she pursed her lips, and said after a while: "He...is not a bad person."

Although she really shouldn't continue to entangle this issue with him under such circumstances, this is also her only chance.

She didn't want Prince Mu to have something to do, and she didn't want Wuming and Chu Xuanchi to become enemies one day. If Wuming wanted to kill Prince Mu, Chu Xuanchi would definitely stop him.

If these two people really fought, casualties would definitely be unavoidable. He could be regarded as her half master, but Chu Xuanchi was her... man, it's not good to hurt anyone.

Wuming let go of her hand, stared at the blazing flames, and didn't speak.

Qiqi still wanted to say something, but seeing that his face was getting worse and worse, all the words could only be swallowed back into his stomach.

However, at this point, she has already seen that Wuming's intention to kill Prince Mu may not be just for the sake of a simple task.

"Your roast chicken is gone, can I have one with you? Anyway, I can't eat much, just give me the chicken legs." She said.

Wuming casually dropped the remaining branch in his palm, swept his big palm casually, and found a pair of dead leaves from nowhere, then lay down straight, looking at the stars above his head, the light in his eyes gradually lost dash.

Qiqi didn't speak any more, but concentrated on roasting the pheasant.

After an unknown amount of time, he closed his eyes.

Qiqi thought he was taking a rest, but unexpectedly he moved his lips and said softly: "I also have a name, Qi Chenfeng."

Her hand trembled, and the branch in her hand almost fell off.

Clutching the branches in a hurry, he heard him continue: "My father, Qi Chongming, was the Minister of the Ministry of War back then. Qing Mu personally led the troops to surround the Qi family, more than 14 people in the Qi family died, except for me who went up to the mountain to learn art, all of them died overnight by their swords."

Qi Qi didn't speak, but her fingertips kept getting cold.

He is speaking so calmly now, there is no strange expression on his face at all, and his eyes are also closed tightly, as if he is resting peacefully, but she knows that if he opens his eyes at this time, she will definitely be able to see from the bottom of his eyes. Biting chill and murderous.

More than 100 lives in the whole family, such a bloody feud, how can he not avenge it?
It's just that he said that it was Prince Mu who led the troops to hunt and kill Qi's family... Perhaps it was preconceived, she still didn't believe that Prince Mu was such a cruel person, his eyes, his behavior, his natural uprightness, all of them Not something a ruthless villain can have.

Among them, is there any misunderstanding that he doesn't know about?
His eyes fell on Wuming's face, thinking that he just opened his eyes and looked at her.

Those eyes were cold, helpless, and even a little bit of disappointment that he couldn't guess.

He is disappointed in her...

"nameless……"

"I saw it with my own eyes. When I received the news and rushed back the next day, Chu Qingmu led people to count the corpses of all the Qi family members, and sent them all to the mass grave for throwing away, even my father's corpse I also picked it up from the mass grave and buried it with my own hands."

Can he believe that Chu Qingmu is innocent?Can what you see with your own eyes be false?

"Chu Qingmu... Back then, he was my father's best friend. I called him Uncle Mu since I was a child, but I didn't expect that this best friend who was usually called my father's brother and brother, who had no distinction of status or status, would actually take him with me. The soldiers killed my father!"

Qiqiwu tightened his fingers unconsciously, and looked away, not even daring to look at him again.

The disappointment in his eyes made her chest feel tight for no reason. Was he disappointed because he felt that she would rather trust others than him?
For a person like him, how difficult is it to be able to tell others about his tragedy back then?

Although she didn't know why she was so lucky to be treated differently by him, she firmly believed that she was definitely one of the few people who was lucky enough to hear him talk about the past.

Maybe because she didn't know anything and was an outsider, he had been holding back these things in his heart for more than ten years, and finally he couldn't help but want to talk to someone tonight.

It's really hard to live alone.

It's just that the person he wants to kill now is Prince Mu, the elder who once gave her warmth, the one who loves the country and the people...

Is there some misunderstanding in this matter?

(End of this chapter)