Chapter 773: Can people live without heart?

Nan Baoyi blinked.
It's just a squeeze of her face. Grandma often squeezed her when she was in the house. Why did the second brother seem to be offended?
She said crisply, "It's not a big deal."
"It's not a big deal?" Xiao Yi was suspicious, and then furious. "He must have forced you. I will ask him to settle the account."
He strode towards the poinsettia, and Nan Baoyi hugged his arm in a hurry.
Xiao Yi was born tall and tall, she hugged him tightly, but because she was too petite, like a puppet hanging on a man's arm, she dragged her on the ground completely, unable to hold him at all.
She was ashamed: "Well, what are you going crazy? It's just a squeeze. You were squeezed by him when you were a child. What's the big deal? It's worth being so angry?"
Xiao Yi paused.
Pinch...face?
Turns out to pinch his face.
The man's anger disappeared instantly.
He rubbed the tip of his nose unnaturally: "Oh, it's a pinch."
Nan Baoyi was very angry: "Otherwise, what do you think it was pinching?!"
When she noticed Xiao Yi glanced at her chest, she immediately understood.
This guy actually thought that Poinsettia pinched her place...
Her face turned red with anger, and she hurriedly covered herself: "Do you think everyone is as frivolous as you? What are you thinking about all day?"
She was too angry, so she raised her small fist and beat Xiao Yi twice.
Xiao Yi held her little hand and said with a smile: "I was wrong."
The two were arguing, and not far away, Poinsettia asked Shen Yijue to let go of the men in black.
Shen Yijue was displeased: "Which side is the national teacher on?"
Poinsettia smiled: "Naturally, he is standing on the side of his home country and the world, isn't General Shen too? Besides, our trip to the mountain was not originally to catch the murderer, but to invite the Emperor Ji back to the palace."
He walked in front of Xiao Qingyang and said: "Niang Niang said, please return to the palace immediately."
"My palace will not return."
Xiao Qingyang's face was cold, Dan Feng's eyes were always staring at Nan Chengyi: "I heard that a nun's nunnery was built on the hill opposite to the Wanguo Temple. The palace will go to shave her hair tomorrow.
Nan Chengyi lowered his eyes, his facial features were always trapped in the shadow of the branches.
Can't see the joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
Poinsettia chuckled: "The dew marriage will dissipate at dawn. Why should your Highness demand it? Mrs. Wei and Mrs. Shen went to the palace to file a complaint, claiming that His Royal Highness was in the Wanguo Temple. He had thrown off Wei Jialangjun's face and had an affair with the monk. The empress was angry. , Decided to advance the wedding date, just seven days later. Time is running out, please return to the palace immediately."
The moon comes from Dongshan.
Xiao Qingyang's red soap boots, standing in the frosty color of Yuehua.
Because of the fight, her white cheeks were stained with blood beads, the blue silks danced wildly, and the phoenix eyes were solemn and solemn.
Seven days later, he married Wei Shaoqian.
Marry that cunning man...
She is not willing!
Xiao Qingyang's eyes were red, and he slowly looked towards Nan Chengyi.
She squeezed the Qingfeng sword, and said dumbly: "Brother Nanjia, as long as you say a word, I will fight my life tonight, and I will never return to the palace... as long as you say a word."
She looked forward to it.
But Nan Chengyi just put his palms together and lowered his head in silence.
Xiao Qingyang waited for a long, long time before he heard him say: "I hope your highness will marry a beloved."
The north wind blew.
Xiao Qingyang was full of cold.
She concentrated on Nan Chengyi deeply, her pupils gradually filled with tears.
She resisted the tears, pulled off the red bean golden hairpin from her bun, and threw it at Nan Chengyi's feet.
Long hair flying messy.
She held a strand of lacquer hair, and Qingfeng Sword cut off half without hesitation.
She threw her broken hair in the wind.
She stared at Nan Chengyi, tears rolled over, but she laughed out: "What young ranger, what celebrity monk, all shit! You Nan Chengyi, you are a total coward!"
She laughed so miserably, and everyone present trembled.
She finally turned stubbornly and left.
Shen Yijue took Jin Wuwei and escorted her down the mountain.
The elites of Tianshu and Siliyamen also tied the people in black down the mountain.
The noisy cliffs calmed down.
A few orange torches jumped, making the mountains more quiet.
Poinsettia stared at Nan Chengyi, and suddenly smiled and asked, "Can you live without a heart?"
Nan Chengyi's complexion moved slightly.
He raised his eyes, staring at the poinsettia without evasive or hiding.
Poinsettia held his hand and approached him step by step. Although it was a smiling face, his tone was more aggressive and asked: "If you have no intentions, can you live?"
Nan Chengyi's face gradually paled.
Nan Baoyi faintly guessed something.
Before Poinsettia continued to question, she hurried forward and grabbed his sleeves.
Qing Lingling's Danfeng eyes showed a bit of pleading, and her voice was much softer: "Guo Shi... brother!"
The poinsettia raised its eyebrows.
He looked around between Nan Chengyi and Nan Baoyi. For a long time, he chuckled.
He turned around and stepped on the green bull, and said lightly: "No matter, it's only sooner or later. Little Junior Sister, you owe me another favor."
Nan Baoyi watched him go down the mountain and leave.
She looked at her brother worriedly again.
Nan Chengyi leaned down and picked up the red bean golden hairpin.
He stared for a long time before he put it in his arms lovingly.
He raised his eyes and said gently: "I want to come, Jiaojiao already knows."
Nan Baoyi nodded.
Nan Chengyi seemed to sigh: "'The white horse is decorated with a golden jail, and he runs northwest. If you ask who, you and the ranger.' I wanted to save the people of the world, but now I found that it was harder to save yourself than to save the people of the world. "
He touched Nan Baoyi's head: "Jiaojiao is more responsible than the current Erlang, I am ashamed. From now on, please give me filial piety under the knees of my elders."
Nan Baoyi knew that he was dead soon.
She bit her lip, holding her brother's sleeve corner reluctantly.
The fifth elder brother when he was young was so energetic.
Once riding a white horse through Jinguan City, the young man was so handsome that a girl in the city threw shampoo at him.
Later, with the sword of the world, he was drunk lying in the flower house and spent a lot of money, and he was also the most enthusiastic young ranger in the world.
But now...
Nan Baoyi watched her brother's appearance in the monk's robe, and her heart felt sour.
...
After going down the mountain with Xiao Yi, Nan Baoyi saw Poinsettia and Jinwuwei waiting under the mountain.
Xiao Qingyang opened the carriage curtains: "Nan Jiajiao, accompany me back to the palace."
Nan Baoyi felt sorry for her and Nan Chengyi couldn't love her, so she waved goodbye to Xiao Yi and boarded the carriage.
The carriage is spacious and warm.
As soon as she lowered the curtain, Xiao Qingyang suddenly hugged her and choked softly.
Nan Baoyi stroked the girl's thin back, but didn't know how to comfort it.
Xiao Qingyang cried enough, and wiped the teardrops by herself: "Nan Jiajiaojiao, although I am a golden branch, I am also a reasonable person. When I went down the mountain, I was wondering if your brother had any lasting difficulties, so he rejected me. ..."
Nan Baoyi marveled at her icy intelligence.
She pursed her small mouth, but was afraid to tell the truth.