C13 If Only I Had Seen It for the First Time I Would Not Have Seen It

The noise outside was unceasing. Something must have happened, so the three of them quickly ran out.

He saw a man sitting on the street, pointing at a passerby, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Who, who, who was it that tried to assassinate me? Do you know who I am? When I find you, I'll definitely embarrass you." The man's hair was disheveled on his forehead. It was obvious that it was a masterpiece of boomerang.

Seeing the man's comical look, Jing Xiaotong lowered her head and tried her best to hold back her laughter. However, she could not laugh at all. She had lost so much face that she had lost her grandma's home. She had thrown a boomerang with so much power. She had lost the boomerang, and who knew where she had run off to.

Looking further ahead, there was a stall selling jewelry. The jewelry was scattered all over the ground, and the owner was squatting on the side while wailing. There was a deep cut on his forehead, and blood was flowing down his face.

Jing Xiaotong became even more embarrassed. At this moment, she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

Looking up, the window of the teahouse across the way was full of people. One of the windows had been beaten so hard that only one side of it hung from the window and could not be broken off.

"Mo Yan, go buy the boomerang and the hidden needle." Nan Mingcheng ordered the air.

Mo Yan then walked up to the jewelry stall and handed the stall owner a silver note. Then, he turned around and walked towards the weapon store. The jewelry store owner held the silver note with an excited expression and tears brimming in his eyes, he wouldn't be able to earn that much even if he sold for two lifetimes.

The crowd instantly understood what was going on, but seeing the extraordinary manner in which the two of them acted, they did not say anything else, leaving the man who was cursing in a daze, not daring to make a sound.

Nan Mingcheng pulled Jing Xiaotong into the teahouse and walked all the way to the second floor. Jing Xiaotong, feeling guilty, kept her head down as he dragged her.

Looking around, he saw a man and a woman sitting by the window on the other side. The man was playing with the boomerang that Jing Xiaotong had thrown.

Nan Mingcheng held Jing Xiaotong and walked over. While they walked, they said to each other in a low voice, "Don't call me by my name again."

Jing Xiaotong looked at Nan Mingcheng in confusion.

Nan Mingcheng finally let go of Jing Xiaotong's hand when he stopped in front of the table where the two were sitting.

He cupped his fists and smiled at the blue robed man, "Young master, I have no intention of offending you. Please forgive me!"

Only then did Jing Xiaotong look at the man. His sword-like eyebrows were slanted inwards, his eyes were like perfect lids, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and his eyes were as black as stone.

His nose was high and straight, his facial features were sharp like a knife, his red lips were tight, his skin was white like a woman's, his body was broad and narrow, the fingers holding a teacup were long and cold, he looked completely different from Nan Mingcheng.

Wait, why does this man look so familiar?

She suddenly thought of that man by the lake. Damn, after putting on his clothes, she actually didn't recognize him! This was really a narrow path for enemies to walk!

That person didn't react at all to Nan Mingcheng's conversation. He didn't even glance at the other party as he continued to drink his tea. It was as if he wasn't talking to Nan Mingcheng and completely disregarded the existence of Jing Xiaotong and Gu Shenwei.

Jing Xiaotong looked at Nan Mingcheng. There was still a smile on her lips outside the mask. This guy, even if he was ignored, he could still smile.

Jing Xiaotong was displeased by the proud and aloof attitude of the guy opposite her. She thought for a moment that he must be someone who was born to be a criminal, so she waved her hand in front of his eyes and asked, "Little city, he can't be blind, right?" Ah. "Ahh!

Before Jing Xiaotong could finish her sentence, her wrist was grabbed by the blue-robed man. Then, with a 'kacha' sound, her wrist was dislocated.

She was in so much pain that tears almost fell from her eyes. She glared fiercely at the blue-robed man. That fellow still calmly picked up the teapot and nonchalantly poured tea for the girl beside him, as if everything around them had nothing to do with him.

That girl was delicate and pretty. She had thin, shapely eyebrows, big eyes, and a small nose that made people feel pity for her. She was the perfect girl for the family. She was looking at Jing Xiaotong innocently.

He then looked at the man's arrogant expression and said angrily, "You b * stard with a weak soul and a paralyzed face, did I offend you?" Jing Xiaotong was so angry that she didn't know what to say.

How could she endure this anger? Just as she wanted to extend her leg to kick him, Nan Mingcheng grabbed her and backed off. Nan Mingcheng waved his hand as he retreated and the table shattered. The man then wrapped his arm around the woman and backed off.

When Jing Xiaotong stood back, she saw that the two figures had already fought to the point of no return. Waves of air blasted out, destroying quite a few tables and chairs. The guests on the second floor had long since fled to who knows where.

Jing Xiaotong quickly retreated to a safe area, clutching her hands as she gasped in pain.

"Mo Yan, protect Tong Tong. Bring him to the doctor." Nan Mingcheng said as he fought.

Mo Yan responded and looked at Jing Xiaotong's hand. He reached out his hand to support her wrist and broke it. Jing Xiaotong was not prepared for the pain. She took a deep breath and realized that it was no longer painful. Her wrist had returned to normal.

"Mo Yan, where is the hidden needle that I asked you to buy in the small city? "Give it to me." Jing Xiaotong looked at the two figures dancing in the air. She wanted to take revenge. After all, there was a tall Nan Mingcheng at the top of the mountain.

The needle was similar to an embroidery needle, except that it had no holes. Jing Xiaotong took the Dark Needle and shot it at the blue-robed man. The blue-robed man dodged two of the needles. Jing Xiaotong looked at him sharply before she moved on to her fight with Nan Mingcheng.

"Little city, do your best, cripple him." Jing Xiaotong, who was standing far away, stared at the two people fighting. She jumped up and shouted at the top of her lungs.

Feeling a gaze on her, Jing Xiaotong followed the direction of the gaze. The 'White Lotus' stood there and looked at her with a displeased expression. It was probably due to her words of crippling her boyfriend that made her unhappy.

Hmph, soft and delicate, delicate and touching. However, one could not deny that the woman was indeed not bad looking! No wonder his lover was so protective of her.

It was a pity that her lover had an iceberg face, and men like that were the most boring, most unromantic of them all. Life was so boring when faced with such an iceberg all day long, but Jing Xiaotong felt a bit sorry for the girl, but only for the girl. With just a glance, she gave herself a voice in her heart, she hated this white-lotus-like woman, and for no reason, she just didn't like her.

"Mo Yan, go help Little City." Looking at the two figures who were fighting evenly with each other, Jing Xiaotong became anxious. She wished that the man could cripple one of her hands.

There was no movement from beside her. Jing Xiaotong turned around to look, but there was no trace of Mo Yan. Forget it, that's Nan Mingcheng's soldier. How could he listen to me? If only he could have his own fighters in this world one day. Jing Xiaotong looked out the window.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Nan Mingcheng was still smiling as he greeted the man and woman.

Jing Xiaotong walked over unhappily. They had had a good fight and no one would be hurt after it was over. It was just that she had been hurt for nothing.