I Will Rewrite Your Fate

When the guards took Xie Ming out, Nuo Yu was already ready under a tree not far from the caravan.

The black magic horse was randomly tied to the trunk, half-lying and snoring, looking very tired.

However, Nuo Yu spread a table cloth, sat down on his knees, elegantly holding a wine jug, and poured wine in two small cups. In the middle of the tablecloth, some snacks and snacks have been placed.

It's really true to describe her with the four words "Everyone's Lady".

Knowing that Xie Ming might be his master-killing enemy, he could still endure the feelings in his heart to treat Xie Ming with such courtesy. This demeanor alone deserves Xie Ming's praise.

If it were him, he would definitely not be able to do it.

"After all, I'm like killing my own teacher by myself..."

Only this incident was a scar in Xie Ming's heart that could never be healed. If he replaced him, he could have a better and more perfect solution. But at the time, he could only think of doing that.

Mr. Jiangsaka has the position of Mr. Jiangsaka, and Xie Ming has his consciousness and responsibility. The path the two chose could not coexist at all. The other party is not someone who can understand each other by talking well.

In other words, even if he told him everything, he would still choose to obliterate the camp to protect humanity. Because he is the Guardian.

Was there no hatred in Xie Ming's heart at the time? There must be. But thinking about it now, the reason why Mr. Esaka made it clear about his memories of Superman and the Guardian might be to protect himself. Let yourself not be involved in those things.

"Sure enough, are you getting older? I always think of some past events."

With a wry smile, Xie Ming calmly came to Nuo Yu and sat down cross-legged.

"Is that you? The one who asked the guard to give me a word."

"Yes, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time."

Nuo Yu smiled slightly, and gently placed the small wine glass in front of Xie Ming: "I don't know the name of Mr., can you tell me?"

"My name is Xie Ming, you can call me whatever you want."

Xie Ming did not pick up the wine glass that Nuoyu placed in front of him, nor did he move the appetizers and snacks placed on the small plate. He said lightly: "Since you and I mentioned the Singming Cave, then it means that the people who were there at the time People who have your relationship."

"Let's talk about it, you are from the Ziwu group, or from those sword souls."

"..."

Hearing the word ‘sword soul’, Nuo Yu shook his hand while holding the wine, then smiled softly, picked up his own wine glass, and drank the wine inside. A hint of wine ran down her chin, white neck and collarbone.

"Mr. Xie Ming's ability to be so calm really surprised me. However, since it is guessed that I am the person involved, it is only natural not to eat my food."

"I just rarely drink, and I am not hungry. Also, don't interrupt, please answer my question."

"...My name is Nuoyu, the apprentice of the sword soul Xilan. If Mr. Xie Ming was born in Xuzu, he should have heard of Xilan's name."

"Ah, his apprentice."

Xie Ming looked at Nuo Yu a few times as if he had just reacted: "Well, indeed, he is the only one among those sword souls who can let people look more, so? You came here for revenge. ?"

"I don't want to kill myself, I just want to know what happened that day."

"You want to know?"

Xie Ming raised his eyebrows: "If you want to know, I have to tell you? You know if the situation is. To be precise, you and I are enemies."

"But Mr. Xie Ming is willing to sit in front of me like this, instead of making a decisive move. It doesn't mean that there is no unadjustable hatred between the teacher and the husband, right?"

After pouring himself a glass of wine again, Nuo Yu raised the glass with both hands, and said softly: "Of course, if Mr. Xie Ming killed the master, then Nuo Yu and Mr. really have an antagonism. But looking at it now, Mr. Xie Ming didn't kill the family teacher, did he?"

"Really not, but whether he is still alive or not depends on his own ability."

"...Then Nuoyu is here, and I would like to offer Mr. Xie Ming three glasses of wine to make amends. I also hope that Mr. Xie Ming has a lot, so that I can avoid grievances with wine."

After knowing that Xi Lan was not dead, the big rock in Nuo Yu's heart finally fell. As long as he is not dead, Yi Xilan's ability will always survive. So what she wants to solve now is the unrestrained young man in front of her, to resolve her grievances.

And, find out what happened at that time. Why is there such a notorious imperial mercenary group called Ziwu Tuan, and why this young man who is actually very talkative would fight against his master and them.

Watching Nuoyu take three cups in succession, although the cups are small, the alcohol content is very high. Even if he was exercising alcohol, Nuo Yu's face also showed two blushes.

"If it is possible, Mr. Xie Ming, please taste the dishes and snacks and fine wines that I personally made. Of course, if you are not at ease, I can try the poison first."

"...It's not necessary. Even if you are poisoned, it is nothing more than taking the antidote from your space bag after killing you."

In fact, if you always keep a good attitude towards others, as long as the other person is really the kind of unreasonable guy, basically no one will give you a bad face. What's more, Xie Ming's unrestrainedness is all from the performance.

Picking up the chopsticks and putting a bite of small dishes into his mouth, Xie Ming casually began to talk about what happened in front of the Weiming Cave at that time.

And Nuo Yu listened quietly while drinking wine.

"Then, Mr. Xie Ming didn't cause any serious injuries to anyone except Bath. It just used space power to send them randomly to all parts of the mainland?"

"That's right. As for where it goes, it doesn't matter to me. Whether it can survive or not depends on their own ability."

He drank the glass of wine that Nuoyu had just poured himself, Xie Ming stood up and said, "I have told you everything you want to know. Believe it or not, it's up to you. What you want to do next is up to you. you."

"that's all."

After speaking, Xie Ming turned and left without hesitation. He had already made up his mind that if Nuoyu drew his sword at himself, he would also reward her with a dimensional exile and let her travel to various parts of the mainland for free.

But in fact, Nuoyu did not do so. Let alone her upright and noble character, she is unable to draw the sword behind others. Now she is in a state of complete failure.

The fatigue of driving on the road for a long time has not taken a good rest at all. Just experienced another breakout war, and drank a lot of spirits after the breakout war.

According to her usual amount of alcohol, drinking more than one hundred glasses is completely no problem. But the problem is that she is not the usual her at this time.

Alcohol completely stopped Nuoyu's tired brain. Xie Ming only heard a ‘click’ and turned his head to look. This beautiful and elegant woman has fallen on the tablecloth with a flushed face, unconscious.

The black horse next to him stood up, arched his head, and then let out a snort. Looking at its contemptuous eyes, it seemed to say: "That's it? That's it?"

Then he started to eat the unfinished snacks and snacks next to him, kicked the lid of the hip flask with his hoof, bit the mouth of the bottle with his mouth, raised his neck and started to drink.

The corners of Xie Ming's mouth twitched, and he looked at the faintly bright horizon, and then at Nuo Yu and the dark horse.

"Does this depend on me?"

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