Chapter 812

"Well, girl, you can't talk nonsense. The Tang clan, even the North emperor, wants to give it three points."

"Yes, Tang Er Shao died in a foreign land with no remains. The Tang clan is not a place to play. It's better for you to stay away." they muttered in good faith and glanced at Song Ningyu from time to time. Song Ningyu narrowed his eyes, which were cold.

Song Ningyu looked at the bowl of tofu flowers and pulled it from the corners of his mouth. He felt a money bag from his clothes. There were gold coins, although there were not many.

Here, one hundred copper coins are equal to one silver coin, and one hundred silver coins are one gold coin. Song Ningyu did not touch five copper coins, so she simply threw a gold coin. She had no time to wait.

Fortunately, from the map, Tangmen is not far from here. The two beautiful girls are busy. As soon as they look back, they find that the man has disappeared except for a gold coin on the table.

In Tangmen, tens of thousands of lights are on in the stormy night, just like a resplendent capital. Song Ningyu stands by the side wall and looks up. Pavilions and pavilions, shaded by green trees, are an excellent place. It can't be seen at all. This is a sect headed by drug making.

A small figure was crawling faintly on the wall. At last, it was estimated that he didn't climb steadily. With a bang, he rolled down from the high wall. Even the blue glazed tile was caught by him. The boy looked up from the flowers and plants beside the wall with a painful face and spit out the grass in his mouth angrily.

There was a frightened wail from the side yard: "young master, what are you doing? Don't hurry to chase!"

The child, who was only seven or eight years old, grabbed the face like melon seeds, bah for two times and proudly said, "hum, a group of useless waste. It's still tender to catch the young master."

He raised his head and saw that song Ningyu's cold eyes were looking at him. His face suddenly became stiff. He straightened his waist and showed his teeth in pain after two steps.

"Hiss, I'm the young master of Tangmen. You, take me away quickly!"

Song Ningyu hugged his arm and looked coldly at the proud child who was comparable to a peacock. He said coolly, "please me."

The young man's face turned red with anger: "do you know who I am! You dare to let me beg you!"

Song Ningyu didn't say a word, but glanced at the people who rushed over. With the deep night and the intertwined wind and rain, those people ran towards this side like a dark cloud.

"This beautiful sister, I beg you." the young man knelt down straight without saying a word. It's called a straight pen. It's better if he ignores the twisted gnashing face.

Song Ningyu glanced at the burden that could almost block him all behind the little boy, and drew from the corner of his mouth. He pulled up the little boy and walked on the tree as light as a swallow. His figure was as fast as lightning and disappeared in an instant.

The crowd immediately changed their mouth: "come on, the little boy was kidnapped by the villain!"

The cold night beat on his face. Song Ningyu glanced around. The gloomy weather and thin rain could not stop the gathering lamps. The Kongming lights on his head rose in twos and threes, like a picture in the night.

"You send me to the inner city, where there is a young master's house." the little boy lay down in Song Ningyu's arms, and his voice was crisp, with some commanding arrogance.

Song Ningyu slapped her on the ass and said, "go yourself!" she has no obligation to send such a wayward child.

Put the child on the ground. Song Ningyu turned around and wanted to go, but one corner of her robe was caught tightly. Song Ningyu's face was slightly distorted. She saw the child staring at a pair of grape like eyes, which were full of tears. Song Ningyu's hardness in her heart suddenly softened.

"It's very important for me to go to the inner city. Please take me?" his voice was only three points softer than that.

Song Ningyu hummed and said nothing.

"Today is the Lantern Festival. I want to see my mother. Sister, take me." the voice was soft and three tones lower in the waxy, and there was only a quarter of the pride left. The whole person hung his head and had a deep pain on his face.

"Do you remember the way?" song Ningyu suddenly asked. She would never admit it. In fact, she wanted to use the child to understand Tangmen!

The young master of the Tang family nodded, and suddenly a runny nose came out of his nose. His face turned red and hurried. He took out a handkerchief from his clothes, wiped it carefully, and threw it away.

Song Ningyu glanced at the luxurious moon brocade weaving handkerchief and pulled it from the corners of his mouth. The cloud brocade weaving handkerchief was no less than ten thousand gold. He was a black sheep! Fortunately, Tangmen has the strength to defeat him!

"Remember, it's at the back of Longmen inn." the little boy blinked a pair of bright eyes after the water mist. The eyes reflected Kongming lights all over the sky, becoming mottled and beautiful.

Song Ningyu picked up the doll and ran straight towards the city. The little boy screamed all the way, and the wailing voice broke five miles!

Song Ningyu's ear was almost broken by his lion roaring skill. He cast a cold eye and said in a deep voice: "if you don't want to be thrown down by me, you'd better shut up!"

No matter how arrogant, the other party was just a child. In Song Ningyu's arms, Nuo asked, "sister, don't throw me down."

Song Ningyu nodded and solemnly promised: "No."

"Really?" the young man looked at Song Ning Yu's delicate eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly felt that the older sister really looked more and more beautiful!

"Yes."

With song Ningyu's assurance, he slowly put down his mind, hugged her neck, looked at the Kong Mingdeng rising all over the sky, and drew an evil arc at the corner of his mouth.

The inner city and the place where song Ningyu is located are just the difference of a city wall. At this time, it is the Lantern Festival, which naturally lightens the atmosphere. Song Ningyu holds the child like a gust of wind, passes through the extremely dense crowd, and goes towards the highest shining Longmen inn.

This time, song Ningyu became careful. After repeatedly confirming that it was Longmen Inn, she turned to send the little boy off.

The inner city is much more prosperous than the outer city. The whole town is painted with light gold and emits light golden light under the lamps.

Song Ningyu held the little boy and fell into a simple and elegant yard. The boy clapped his hands and threw a proud smile at Song Ningyu. He raised his head and said, "my young master has arrived. This is for you."

The boy took something out of his clothes and put it in Song Ningyu's hand. He raised his chin and looked proud.

Song Ningyu glanced around, and the fine rain gently caged the exquisite pavilions.