Chasing brother for thousands of miles

Chapter 17 stalemate

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It seemed that Wen Nianyuan had been standing there for a while.

When the wind blows, the rows of wind lamps under the eaves along the street flicker accordingly, and the flames flicker, so that even the expressions on the faces of the people in front of them are dimmed.

Stretching out his hand to gently smooth the folds on his shoulders that were pulled out by the child, the corners of Qixian's mouth slightly raised, leisurely brushing past Wen Nianyuan, his gaze fell into the distance, as if just another stranger passing by.

The man's voice behind him seemed to put no emotion into it, although it sounded closer to suspicion, "I don't remember you liking children."

He continued to walk forward without looking back, and his voice was full of sarcasm, "I don't remember either." Before the end of the sound dissipated, he suddenly turned his head to the left.

The sharp wind whizzed past my ears, and the thing that brought the wind sound missed the target and fell into nothing.

Qixian grabbed the extra wrist around her neck with her backhand, turned around with a "huh", a sharpness flashed in her eyes, her other hand turned into a claw, and she stretched out her hand towards the shoulder of Wen Nianyuan who was chasing him.

The opponent dodged sideways, but still persistently wanted to touch the seven strings, completely disregarding that the wrist of one hand was still in the opponent's grasp, and it might be easily broken at any time.

The smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, and Qi Xian really pressed his finger upwards, and fingerprints immediately appeared on Wen Nianyuan's wrist, obviously the strength was not small.

However, he remained silent and did not try to withdraw his hand. He still stubbornly approached the man in front of him, and soon saw an impatient expression appearing on the man's face, and raised his toes and swept towards his calf.

Qi Xian's movements were not large, but his momentum was fierce. Wen Nianyuan drew back and dodged, and the two fought quickly as much as possible not to disturb passers-by. Dozens of moves flashed by, but it was still an evenly matched stalemate.

Those who are interested can even find that many of their moves look very similar, like double shadows.

Although Qixian's moves are gorgeous and cold, more like an evil path than a righteous path, Wen Nianyuan is regular and meticulous.

However, no one can completely control anyone.

In the end, it was Qixian who took the lead to withdraw his hand. His chest rose and fell slightly, but his breathing was still steady and undisturbed. He stared at the person in front of him with a half-smile, "Why, so impatient to catch me back? Without me, the Wen family should have been better." Peace of mind is."

His words were like knives, cutting Wen Nianyuan's heart.

Wen Nianyuan lowered his eyes, didn't speak or move, seeing that he didn't refute, Qi Xian's face gradually became paler, and his heart became cold, so cold that he seemed unconscious.

He gave a cold snort as if nothing, and let go of Wen Nianyuan's wrist, and was about to turn around.

Just as he took a step, he suddenly felt a numbness in his fingertips, and then the numbness quickly snaked up his fingertips and spread to his whole body until he was completely unable to move.

Standing in the crowd blankly, anger flashed between his brows.

What is an inch?What does it mean to open a dyeing workshop when you give some color?When did this damned Wen become so bold.All these years, she has grown so tall for nothing. She is not... cute at all!

What Mr. Qixian didn't expect was that even more daring things were yet to come.

Standing stiffly in the crowd, he was calmly mobilizing his inner breath to break through the acupuncture points, but suddenly his feet left the ground suddenly, and his whole body flew into the air. He turned his pupils in disbelief, and looked at the acupuncture points. The man with a calm face.

Wen Nianyuan unexpectedly, unexpectedly hugged him in front of everyone!

"Let go." Threatening in a low voice, Qixian began to think of a thousand and one ways to kill his brother.

First hang them up and whip them; then tie them with iron chains and throw them into the water cellar.Ah, that's right, try all the tortures you didn't use up last time on him one by one.

He can make Wen Nianyuan disappear without any flaws, and he can also make Wen Nianyuan die so that the martial arts world is shocked, as long as he wants, as long as he - first break free from Wen Nianyuan's horizontal embrace.

If Qi Xian didn't fall asleep in the inn but was awake last time, he would remember that this was not the first time he was hugged and walked in such a state, and maybe he would be a little more threatening.

However, the man was obviously not swayed by the threat, which had no deterrent effect at all. He held the man in his arms firmly and disappeared into the crowd.

The gazes of countless strangers glanced at the two of them in a hurry, staying for a short time and then moving away immediately, but most of them intentionally or unintentionally separated a road for the two of them to walk.

In fact, their actions were not shocking at all, because in the eyes of the world, Qixian's slightly pale face showed that he was most likely a patient, and some people even enthusiastically stepped forward to point out the direction of the hospital.

Wen Nianyuan nodded slightly, looked down at the seven strings whose face seemed to be covered with frost, and suddenly said in a low voice, "You know it well, I never think you are ominous."

Although ideas often run counter to reality, those past events were not what he wanted.

He also knows that Qi Xian is not as cold as he appears, otherwise, he only needs to call Qing Tong, and the young man hiding in the dark will appear.

It's not that his martial arts are not as good as Qingtong's, but when facing each other in the street, it's unavoidable to show off.

Qixian didn't answer, but didn't refute either, but his eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally looked away, no longer looking at him, wherever his eyes looked, Chen Ji Gambling House was still extremely noisy, like a golden lacquered Qionglou in the night, poor Extravagant desire.

Lopsided.

Wen Nianyuan didn't let go until he carried him back to his spooky inn, and put him on the bed extremely patiently.

It's like this every time, Wen Nianyuan is extremely keen to put Qixian in the place he thinks is the safest, it seems that only in his own territory can people feel safe.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Nianyuan tried his best to calm down his expression.

For so many years after Qixian left home, he was used to always looking into the distance with a blank face, but when he made up his mind to chase after him, it was difficult to change his blank expression, so that sometimes he looked like It was simply inaccessible—as if it was not Qixian who was cursed but him.

The so-called slowing down at this moment is nothing more than trying to soften those stiff flesh and blood, that's all.

Stretching out his hand to untie the acupuncture points of the man on the bed, he saw the eyes of the freed man full of coldness, he jumped up and stretched out his hand to grab his neck, he could not help but raise his head, and said with difficulty: "Come home with me, father There, I will convince him that the so-called fate lies in people, not in heaven."

Qi Xian tilted his head slightly, looking at the person who was already struggling to speak but still insisted on talking nonsense, he stroked his carotid artery, felt the vigorous beating from there that symbolized the signs of life, and suddenly said inexplicably: "Fate? "

"Do you really know what happened that year?"

Wen Nianyuan was taken aback, his brother left home, wasn't it because of the order of the bloody murderer?And... other reasons?

Seeing the changing expression on his face, Qi Xian withdrew his hand, pushed the man away, and expressed his disdain in an extremely elegant tone, "You really don't know anything, you have always been so stupid."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and closed the curtain to isolate people from the outside.

It's just a layer of veil, if Wen Nianyuan wants to, he can peel it off or even tear it off to ruin at any time, but he didn't move, thinking about the information revealed in Qixian's words just now, he found that maybe he thought things too simply up.

It seemed to be a little further away from that man.He racked his brains to think what he should say again, but found that he was short of words, so he kept silent, but the person on the bed spoke first.

"Go out." Qi Xian threw out a sentence firmly.

Now that the deal is done, he will definitely have to stay here tonight. Looking at that large obstacle that is even covered with a layer of curtains, it is really not pleasing to the eye. It is better to drive people away immediately, anyway, he never cares. Whose territory is this.

However, this time Wen Nianyuan did not obediently leave.

He opened the chair and sat down at the table, picked up the teapot on the table and picked out a closed teacup, poured a cup of tea and put it in his hand, staring at the faint shadow behind the curtain with scorching eyes. It means to go.

Depending on the situation, it may not be impossible to sit overnight.

The two were deadlocked for a while, but Wen Nianyuan was still as firm as a rock, not even moving a finger, as if he wanted to see someone forever.

There was a slightly louder rustling sound on the bed, and Qi Xian finally turned around and closed her eyes with her back facing the outside as if in compromise.

Out of sight, out of mind, just as if it doesn't exist.

This sleep actually lasted until noon the next day, trapped in the blanket that was so soft that it was hard to let go, the seven-stringed eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly opened his eyes.

The deep pool-like eye waves were dazed for a moment, as if he had forgotten what day and night it was. After a while, the expression on his sleepy face slowly changed.

I slept for so long.

Ignorance, no dreams, no nightmares, blood and mournful voices, seem to have gone far away, or never existed.

Fingers like spring onions lifted the curtain, and the seven-stringed eyes swept across. The first thing that came into view was the figure sitting motionless at the table, and those extremely clear and focused eyes.

Did he really sit like this all night?

The man who just woke up, probably because of the hot weather, had a tinge of red on his face, and cursed in a low voice: "Stupid."

Wen Nianyuan just pretended not to be aware of it, he looked energetic after a night without sleep, only a little blue color that was barely visible under the corner of his eyes showed a slight tiredness.

Seeing that Qi Xian got up, he got up and opened the window to let fresh air in, and then said casually: "It's too humid here, it's not suitable to stay for a long time, if you don't want to go back, go south."

Jinguan City is located in a low-humidity place, and what he said was not wrong, but the figure of Qi Xian who was arranging the hem of his clothes was suddenly startled.

He sensed some implication, and thousands of thoughts whizzed through his mind, then he looked up at the man by the window, frowning slightly, "What happened to Jinguancheng?"

Wen Nianyuan didn't answer.

His heart sank, "Is it the Chen family?"