long night walk

Chapter 398 Feeding the family is the right way

For a moment, Fang Geyu couldn't bear the resentful eyes from Li Jiujiu.

The heavy mountains are like black ink, and the overlapping shadows are deep.

After Lan Youdie's fuss, although the tense atmosphere in Ghost Mountain has not changed, and the lineups of the two sides are still clearly opposed, the chaotic battle has slowed down.

Holding the injured girl in his arms, Bai Li'an walked towards Ning Feiyan with the bag in his hand.

Ning Feiyan shook the jade bone paper fan slightly, looking at him with a half-smile.

Bai Lian threw the universe bag to her: "Thirty-six thousand spirit stones, here you are."

Ning Feiyan raised her eyebrows, but she was not surprised: "Xiao Langjun, is this going to hand over the spirit stones for the 12 people injured by Bi Ping's Lei Fu?"

The 12 people who were originally breathless, sitting on the ground with their heads down and letting their wounds bleed to die suddenly raised their heads, and looked at Bai Lian with shocking eyes.

Thirty-six thousand spirit stones can support a third-rate sect for five years.

He didn't hesitate to offend the young master of Tianlongmen and ask for the spirit stone, but it was for them?

For a moment, those 12 people's eyes were shining brightly, their voices were choked up, and they couldn't speak a word.

High-ranking people like Bi Ping can live in a safe place after handing over the spirit stones, and sit and watch them dying like ants. This is the normal state of the cruel cultivation world, and they will not complain and hate Bi Ping's indifference.

After all, Lingshi is wealth in someone's pocket, and there is no obligation to waste it to protect your life as a stranger.

It's just that when Bi Ping's words belittle insults, indiscriminately, relying on his own background and cultivation to kill, this makes them feel the injustice of fate and the astringent helplessness.

In the eyes of people like Bi Ping, their life is not their life, but the cornerstone of the road. The difference between their life and death lies in whether the cornerstone is flat and docile.

If it is a little bit sharper, it will inevitably be worn away by people, and the sharpness will be reduced until it looks harmless and safe, and it is comfortable to step on, and it is the end.

They didn't expect that in the desperate situation, they could still see a fair hand reaching out to them.

From the beginning to the end, that young man had never interacted with them, or even said a word, but his kindness was truly there.

"What? Can't you hand over the Lingshi?" Bai Lian stared at Ning Feiyan with his dark eyes.

Ning Feiyan smiled sweetly, and reached out to take the Qiankun bag: "Of course you can."

Bai Lian nodded, patted the head of the girl in his arms, then looked at Fang Geyu very naturally, and said, "Fang Geyu, she is injured."

It wasn't because she was injured by Bi Ping, so her three thousand spirit stones were not counted on Bi Ping's head.

Everyone was speechless.

Is it really okay to take it for granted that you want money for eating soft rice?

Fang Geyu's action of taking out the money was even more natural and neat, and poured three thousand spirit stones to Ning Feiyan in a hurry. She had just tied the soft rope of the Qiankun bag when she noticed the strange eyes of everyone around her.

Her ears were burning, and it was only then that she realized that she had unknowingly used the function of the rich woman's small money bag to the fullest.

Now, Miss Shifang City's face-raising is really well-known everywhere.

Li Jiujiu clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

There is only one thought in my mind at the moment.

She has to work hard to earn money to support her family...

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The east does not know where to start, but it is under the feather order to seal the mountain, and the shadows of the whirling moon are falling, sparsely falling among the intertwined trees and vines, casting a layer of cold light on the gloomy ghost mountain world.

Ning Feiyan was half leaning on the side of a cliff, and the demon vines around her were dancing around slowly like snakes. A jar of Kaifeng sake was quietly placed beside her clan, exuding the fragrance of the wine.

"When I was almost killed by that madman, why did you stand by and ignore it?!" Bi Ping stepped out of the shadows with a gloomy expression, gritted his teeth, and said, "Today's chaos, I will do as you wish." , was provoked by me, and you just watched me die?"

"Don't be so angry?" Ning Feiyan turned her face to the side, her smile was bright and eye-catching: "Little Lang is after your spirit stone, I know he won't kill you."

Bi Ping was dazzled by her smile, arrogant and rude like him, but he also let go of his anger under this explanation that was not an explanation, and calmed down.

He asked again: "If I didn't have so many spirit stones, do you think he wouldn't kill me?"

Ning Feiyan smiled and said nothing, did not answer this question, poured a bowl of wine backhand, and handed each other.

She seems to be born with the ability to make people pour their hearts out for her. Even though Bi Ping was full of doubts and resentment towards her just a moment ago, when she simply smiled softly and handed him the wine, it melted away. His hostility was gone.

Bi Ping's eyes softened, and she reached out to take the bowl of wine. Her jade white fingertips rested on the rim of the bowl, and it seemed that she could touch it, but the unruly young master of Tianlongmen was cautious, even knowing Shou etiquette, did not touch, just took a bowl and drank the wine.

He looked at her, put away all the sharp thorns all over his body, and said softly: "Can I help you achieve something today?"

Ning Feiyan said: "It's half done."

Bi Ping suddenly panicked: "What do you mean by half? Will it affect your next plan?"

Ning Feiyan raised her fingertips, and carefully fiddled with the demon vines wrapped around her fingertips. She sighed very clearly, and then said, "Bi Ping, can you do something for me?"

Her tone was so gentle, she clearly asked him to do something for her, but it could give people a sense of consideration.

However, under this gentle and considerate attitude, he never answered Bi Ping's question directly.

But Bi Ping didn't care, he nodded heavily: "I am the sharp blade in your hand, not to mention one thing, even if it is thousands of things, I am willing to do it for you."

Ning Feiyan laughed out loud, the lover's eyes were shining brightly, but under the light was an unfathomable darkness, she shook her head and said: "My knife, red makeup is enough, Bi Ping, this What I asked you to do this time is likely to make you fall into that abyss, even so, are you willing?"

Her calmness and directness made Bi Ping's expression froze, and he fell into a long hesitation and silence.

Ning Feiyan didn't urge her, nor did she sneer at him because of his hesitation, her eyes were still gentle and intoxicating.

She turned her head again, looking calmly at the huge shadow of the door under the abyss.

After a long time, he said in a muffled voice, "Are you talking about the bronze door?"

"Yes."

"Will I die?" He asked this question pitifully, and before Ning Feiyan could answer, he laughed to himself: "Look at the stupid question I asked, since the ages, no one who has entered the Bronze Gate has ever lived A precedent to come back."

Ning Fei's eyes flashed with brilliance, and she said leisurely: "But I think this question is very good, and I can answer you very seriously, people who fall into the bronze gate may not necessarily die. .”

(End of this chapter)