The descendants of Taiwu are very famous

Chapter 180 New Year's Eve Dinner

Seeing the loud black bottle stretched out like this, Fan Mengyu shook his head crazily, and said with his leaky mouth: "Take it, Wu Fu eat it."

"You don't want to eat?" Uncorked the bottle, walked over with a bang, and poured it directly into him.

"Cough cough cough." Fan Mengyu coughed frantically, her face was very red.

"Hey, you know what this is, so feed it to him, what if there is poison in it??" Qi Diaodun was very disgusted with his savage sister.

"If it's poison, that's what he should do. He took poison at a young age. You'll have it when you grow up. Eat your food honestly!" Dangdang threw away the empty bottle and sat down to eat breakfast.

While eating, while listening to the endless sound of firecrackers outside, he asked Ning Shuning resoundingly: "How many days are there until the Chinese New Year?"

"Xiao Chan, why are you so confused, tonight is New Year's Eve."

"Really." Dangdang picked up a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, then looked thoughtfully at Ning Shuning beside him.

The days go by so fast, and before you know it, another year has passed.

Thinking of this, Dangdang glanced at Ning Shuning, who was almost 30 years old, beside her.My girl still doesn't have any plans to start a family.

"Xiao Chan, what are you looking at me for?" Ning Shuning asked curiously.

"It's okay, let's eat." Dang Dang smiled at her.

That night, when Ning Shuning was about to enter the house after washing, she found that there was a light in her house.

She opened the door strangely, and found a table of delicacies in her room, and Qi Diaochan was looking at her.

"Today, let's have a good New Year's Eve dinner. These... These are all made by me."

Hearing this, Ning Shuning trembled all over, and her heart beat fast. You must know that the things Qi Diaochan made back then didn't even eat dogs. She can only make so many things, it can only prove...

Dangdang walked over, pulled his sister in, sat down by the table, and set up a piece of chicken. "Come on, try it, how does it taste?"

Ning Shuning opened her mouth to eat, and the familiar taste made tears flow down her eyes unconsciously.

Dang Dang reached out to wipe away the tears from Ning Shuning's face, she knew that Ning Shuning had already noticed something, and she didn't want to lie to her only relative in the world anymore.

Ning Shuning suddenly rushed over and hugged her tightly. "Be a sister!!"

She didn't care why her sister Dangdang turned back from the dead, and she didn't care how she occupied Qi Diaochan's body, she only knew that her sister Dangdang finally came back.

Holding Ning Shuning's slender waist, he told her everything that happened to him in a resounding and low voice.

Listening to the bizarre words that came from Dangdang's mouth, Ning Shuning accepted it without the slightest doubt.

"Dangdang sister, doesn't that mean you can live forever??"

"Who can say for sure." Dangdang reached out and touched the hilt of Fuyu's sword.There are too many dense layers on this thing, and I still haven't untied it.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's eat. Otherwise, the food will be cold." Dang Dang put away the hilt of Fu Yu's sword, and said to Ning Shuning.

Ning Shuning nodded with a smile, wiped her tears with her hands, picked up chopsticks and ate all kinds of delicacies that were well-cooked.

The two chatted and chatted. While they were eating, Ning Shu hesitated and said to Dangdang: "Miss Dangdang, what should we do about that lacquer-carved pier and Xinfan?"

Hearing this, he paused immediately, and then continued to chew the chicken in his mouth. "Xiang Dangdang is dead. If he dies, he will die. Anyway, I had a messy relationship with them back then, so it can just be broken."

"Oh." Ning Shuning smiled and looked at the sound.Dangdang sister's secret, she only told me one person...

The two sisters chatted all night that night.

Early the next morning, Xiang Dang hugged his sleeping girl and carefully put her into the bed.

When she just came out of Ning Shuning's room, Qi Diaodun looked at herself with a smirk.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Qi Diaochan is fine, I didn't expect you to be so good at it."

Dangdang didn't bother with him, so he just knocked him away and walked downstairs. "Why so much nonsense, prepare your luggage, we're leaving for Jieqingmen today."

"Hey, what are you doing at Jieqingmen?" Qi Diaodun lay on the railing upstairs, loudly shouting at Qi Diaochan who was leaving.

Dang Dang didn't explain to him, and walked straight to his carriage.

At noon that day, after Ning Shuning woke up, Dangdang set off towards Jie Qingya with a few people.

On the way, when Dangdang was in the carriage and was controlling Yong Junxia through the muscles of his body, he was suddenly woken up by the sound of reports from outside.

"Master Taiwu, there seems to be something wrong with that kid." Li Changnian reported to Dangdang.

Dangdang directly opened the car curtain, "What's wrong with him??"

Li Changnian lifted Fan Mengyu behind him with one hand, and saw that young man's face turned red and then pale, as if he was very uncomfortable.

"What am I supposed to do, it's fine, just take him with me." Dang Dang returned to the carriage with a face of indifference.

At this time, in the Blood Howl Sect, Yin Mingjiao, the leader of the Blood Howl Sect, was kneeling piously in front of the pool of blood, and while kneeling, he was still chanting.

After a while, he opened his eyes, stood up slowly, and walked towards the stairs behind him.

When he arrived at his residence, he saw a Gorehowler cultist in dark red clothes waiting for him there. "Master, Mr. Fan still hasn't been found."

"If you don't find it, keep looking."

"Master, it seems that Qi Diaochan, the successor of Taiwu, is the one who set fire to the Immortal Residence. Mr. Fan should have been taken away by her."

Hearing this, the flamboyant little girl flashed in his mind, Yin Mingjiao sat down, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, then thoughtfully said: "So she is the descendant of Taiwu..."

After thinking for a while, Yin Mingjiao turned his head to look at the Gorehowler cultist. "Well, don't talk about this matter, tell the people below, first send someone to make a show for Madam, and then--" "Pfft!!"

Before he could finish speaking, the disciple of the Blood Roar Cult who was standing in front of him suddenly turned his right hand, and a dagger glowing with dark green had been directly inserted into Yin Mingjiao's chest.

"What!!" Seeing that he was unexpectedly attacked by someone, Yin Mingjiao stared angrily, and slapped the person in front of him directly with his right hand forming a palm.

The assassin didn't intend to fight Yin Mingjiao either, seeing that he had won, he pulled out his left hand and withdrew towards the outside.

Yin Mingjiao kicked the man's left shoulder with his left foot.

"Touch!" The assassin's right shoulder was sunken by a large piece, and it seemed to be useless.

(End of this chapter)