Chapter 547 Nightingale's Knee Pillow

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Chapter 547 Nightingale's Knee Pillow

The night passed.

A man and a woman have been by the Qianjiang River.

Ye Hao turned around, feeling the delicate and firm touch under his head, opened his eyes and saw the plump body wrapped in leather.

After regaining his mood yesterday, he made a request for some reason. He wanted to lie on Nightingale's lap for a while, but he regretted it as soon as he said it. It was a very impolite request.

But I didn't expect Nightingale to agree without thinking.

Just like that, he stayed next to the Qianjiang River all night with Nightingale's lap pillow on his head. They didn't talk that night, and fell asleep like this at some time.

Nightingale was sitting there with her eyes closed, and it was not difficult for her to sit and sleep.

The feeling on her leg made Nightingale open her eyes, and lowered her head to look at Ye Hao who was lying on her lap.

The two looked at each other, and continued to look at the morning scenery of Qianjiang without speaking.

Both of them seemed to like this atmosphere very much. They didn't speak until the sun rose above their heads and slowly set to the west.

But this peace will eventually be broken.

"Your injury, let me take a look at it for you." Ye Hao got up, and looked at the thigh that he had leaned on all night with a little remembrance.

"it is good."

Nightingale did not refuse.

Ye Hao walked behind Nightingale, and put his hand on Nightingale's back.

lay on hands.

A faint light entered Nightingale's body from Ye Hao's hands. Ye Hao had also treated Nightingale with elementary lay on hands, but the effect was not very good at that time.

I hope that the intermediate lay on hands can heal Nightingale's body.

After a few minutes, the light slowly faded away.

"How do you feel, have you recovered from your old injuries?" Ye Hao asked expectantly.

Nightingale stood up and stretched her limbs a little.

"No."

Ye Hao was taken aback for a moment, no way. An injury that can't be healed even by intermediate lay on hands?

"However, most of the injuries have recovered. Thank you." Nightingale turned around with a smile on her lips.

It could be seen that Nightingale was very happy, because she rarely showed such a smile.

"It's good if I can help you, it's getting late, let's go back." Ye Hao stretched himself, looking at the setting sun.

"Um."

"Why did you come out to look for me yesterday? You don't need to protect Nangong Ziqiong."

"Miss Nangong asked me to come out to find you."

Because there is no car, the two can only stroll along the road.

"Those people before, you didn't find any useful information for you, did you?" Ye Hao asked about Nightingale again.

Nightingale did not keep silent this time.

"When I found them, they were all dead. I tried to follow their information and searched for many places, but I still found nothing. At that time, Miss Nangong asked me to go back to protect her. The Nangong family was kind to me, so I Just come back for a while."

I searched many places...

Could this be the reason why several Middle Eastern mercenary groups were destroyed, several African tribes were destroyed, and they went to the United States to clash with the FBI?

Ye Hao lamented that Nightingale's temper is really straightforward.

"How did you get that injury, so serious?"

Nightingale raised her head, her plain eyes showed a trace of determination.

"It was a group of very strong people, and one of them was stronger than me. His power was very strange, a bit like a supernatural being, but he was different from a supernatural being. At the same time, he also had the skill of a warrior. My injury is He made it."

stranger? Musha? Isn't this very similar to myself.

A person who can be considered strong by Nightingale.

There is only one possibility, the innate superiority!

In China, the innate warriors can be said to be the masters of a generation.

Anyway, so far Ye Hao has not met a person whose real strength is above innate.

Mrs. Ye is very strong, but Ye Hao can feel that he is not talented.

Nightingale is very strong, but what she is strong in is her fighting spirit. Every move she makes kills, she is a weapon.

So she didn't learn any martial arts, her tricks were comprehended by herself between life and death, and they had already integrated with her body.

Innate warrior.

Ye Hao clenched his fists. He had a hunch that if he wanted to find his own life experience, he had to reach the innate realm!

"So so far, you only have that strange mark as a clue?"

"Yes. The guy who injured me at that time had this mark on his arm." Nightingale said.

"What mission were you performing at the time?"

Nightingale walked silently as if she didn't hear this question.

Seeing this, Ye Hao immediately changed the subject, pressed Nightingale's shoulder directly, and said with a smile.

"Sister Nightingale. Don't worry, I will continue to help you find it. Maybe one day I will help you find your enemy. At that time, you can't beat me to help you."

Nightingale looked at the smiling young man, and she felt a warm feeling in her heart.

"it is good."

After the two returned to Yuhang, Nightingale wanted to take Ye Hao back to Nangong's house, but Ye Hao refused.

Now staying in Yuhang, he

There is nothing else to do, so he is going back to Haicheng.

Compared to Yuhang, there are many people waiting for him to go back in Haicheng.

Nightingale didn't stop him, and sent Ye Hao to the bus to Haicheng.

Sitting on the bus, Ye Hao idly took out the pendant from his pocket.

This pendant is very ordinary, just a piece of black iron with unevenness, it looks like a lump of coal from a distance.

But carrying this thing gave Ye Hao a very comfortable feeling.

He tried probing with his golden right hand, but there was no response.

So far, the only things that Jin Jin's right hand can't detect are the strange blueprint hidden by Ye Hao and this little stone.

And now that Ye Hao is already half-step in refining Qi, this thing can still affect him in this realm, this thing is absolutely unusual!

It was still a relic left by my mother in the envelope, so it must have some meaning.

Maybe it has something to do with the father I haven't met.

However, after studying for a long time, there was no result. In the end, Ye Hao hung it around his neck, hoping to find some clues sometime.

...

Yuhang Nangong Fengyi's villa.

"What? Ye Hao ran back to Haicheng by himself!" Nangong Ziqiong stood up suddenly, because she moved too violently, accidentally knocked a teacup next to her, and the red tea spilled all over the floor.

"Oh, my eldest lady. The teacup is custom-made by me, and the black tea is the authentic Dahongpao." Nangong Fengyi, who was reading a book next to her, gave her a glare.

And the book she held in her hand was the Nianhua Capturer written by Ye Hao.

After Nightingale reported the news, she quietly retreated to the side.

"Look at your martial arts cheats." Nangong Ziqiong gritted her teeth and stomped her feet angrily.

"This white-eyed wolf, I was so anxious to go to Ye Mansion to save him. He ran back to Haicheng without even saying thank you."

"It really pissed me off."

Nangong Ziqiong kept cursing Ye Hao there, and finally her eyes rolled, and a fox-like smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Miss, don't laugh like that. Every time you smile like that, someone will be unlucky." Seeing Nangong Ziqiong's smile, Nangong Fengyi shook her head again and again: "I remember you smiling like that when you were ten years old. Several cherished old trees were pruned overnight, and they were even cut into Mickey Mouse."

"What did you say about changing the shape of the tree! And when you were eight years old, it was your birthday. I invited a group of friends to play at home, and they were all young ladies from aristocratic families, but who would have thought of the drinks you gave them?" They put drugs in it, and then took nude pictures of them! I remember you were sixteen..."

As soon as Nangong Fengyi finished speaking, Nangong Ziqiong ran over angrily and stretched her hands towards Nangong Fengyi's waist.

"Auntie, you're talking about my dark history again!"

"Hahaha. Don't touch me, don't touch me."

The two quarreled in the room.

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