Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 337 Nurse
In the dead of night, Duanmu Ci sat quietly cross-legged on the stone bed on the top of the mountain, completely silent.

The face with closed eyes was either happy or sad, the black hair on the shawl was pulled up, the wooden hairpin ran across it, and it was tied into a lotus bun.

The red cinnabar on the smooth brow is very eye-catching, full of coolness and holiness.

She is so quiet, as quiet as a jade statue of a fairy carved on the top of a mountain.

In the middle of the night, the frost was heavy, and little by little night frost condensed silently on the linen priestly robe, and gradually her black hair was dotted with white, like little white flowers in the moonlight. .

A cold wind blows, forming thousands of spots of frost.

Suddenly, the face of the jade statue moved slightly, and the beautiful black eyebrows twitched slightly, and then the sandalwood lips opened, and he vomited.

Duanmu Ci seemed to be feeling a little better after vomiting a few times, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly to show a beautiful and moving smile.

This smile made this cold and faceless pretty face instantly filled with tenderness and joy in the world.

Duanmu Ci gently stroked his lower abdomen, and said softly, "You...with you..."

Duanmu Ci's voice paused for a long time, and then suddenly said softly with his sandalwood lips: "It's also naughty."

She seemed to feel a little cold, sitting with her legs curled up, her arms around her knees, her waist slightly bent, her delicate chin resting on her knees, curled up like a lonely and weak little woman.

Since the battle of life and death that day, Xie Fu has not appeared again, one day, two days, three days.

Ten days, 20 days and 30 days.

He seemed to have disappeared in this illusion, and Duanmu Ci never saw his figure again, nor could he feel his familiar warm breath.

Duanmu Ci looked at the dark night ahead, his eyes wandered, feeling lonely in his heart, he couldn't help but think of the sweet time they spent together.

His tenderness and warmth can only exist in dreams now.

She misses him so much, even if she spends thousands of nights like this again, she still won't forget to miss him.

Duanmu Ci couldn't help but gently opened her lips and hummed the little ballads that Xie Fu taught her:
Drumming and boring, active use of troops, earth country and city, I travel south alone...

The life and death agreement is broad, talk to Zicheng, hold the hand of the son, and grow old together with the son.

If you are so broad, you can't live without me; if you are embarrassed, you can't believe me.

The crisp and melodious singing sounded melodiously in the night, and the endless lovesickness can only be expressed with heart songs.

I once asked you, if one day we have to separate, what should we do?
You said that nothing in the world can stop us, even life and death.

Even if they die together, they will still be husband and wife with Jun Shishi, and they will have unfinished business in the next life.

After finishing speaking, you taught me to sing this little ballad.

Is this the case now?
Is the fate of our husband and wife in this life over?Only in the next life will the bond of husband and wife continue, what if I don't meet you in the next life?
A clear singing voice floats from afar:
The wind and rain are desolate, the rooster crows and crows, and I see a gentleman.Yun Hu is not barbaric?
The wind and rain are blowing, and the cock is crowing and sticking. If you see a gentleman, don't you get lost?
The wind and rain are like darkness, and the rooster crows endlessly. If you see a gentleman, don't you like Yun Hu?
But I hope that Hunmeng will be the same as Qing, have an appointment with Qing, life and death will not change, and reincarnation will not change.

It's just that in this life, even if I miss you in the long night, I don't love you anymore.

Duanmu Cijiao trembled, he came...he came...

She panicked, and when she heard his voice, her heart was broken, and she couldn't remain indifferent.

She just wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry loudly, crying to death.

Do not!You don't come here!I don't want to kill you again!
Although her heart was crying muddleheadedly, her face was as calm as water.

He didn't approach, the night world was so quiet, as if he had never appeared before, and the voice was just the sound of the heart in a trance.

There is silence in the distance, the night is getting deeper, the night dew on the branches slowly solidifies into frost flowers, and with the night wind blowing, they fall safely to the ground from time to time.

The long night passed silently like this...

Duanmu Ci sat cross-legged on the stone bed, her hair and Taoist robe were covered with a layer of white frost, like a thousand years like a day.

The morning light reflected on her face, melting the white frost stains on her face, but made it even cooler.

A trumpet sounded.

Duanmu Ci opened his eyes, and he didn't know when there were a few more people in front of him, three old monks standing in front of him with benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes.

Behind the three old monks stood several Wen Daozhong people dressed in Wen Ting's service.

These three old monks are Shimen Divine Monk, Master Tianjing of Tianning Temple, Master Zhengjian of Hanshan Temple, and Master Jingyi of Tongyun Temple.

These three people are all eminent monks of the Buddhist sect, with unfathomable cultivation in culture and martial arts. The reason for bringing these three together is of course to deal with the terrifying character Duanmu Ci.

Lin Chuxi, the mysterious person in red, Shen Yue and He Chu, the mysterious person in purple, also arrived, as well as other mysterious persons in red.

Wen Tingna's literary masters also arrived, which shows how much he attaches importance to Duanmuci.

Although they only waited outside for three months, it took more than four years for Mirage.

Before entering the illusion, they imagined that Duan Muci had been shot to death, and a group of brothers were waiting for them to open the illusion passage.

But seeing Duanmuci's safe appearance, their illusions were immediately shattered, and no one could live with her here for more than four years.

I'm afraid that she is the only one left here, and he killed everyone else. They had placed high hopes that Xie Fu, who had the posture of a literary sage, might also die in her hands.

Duanmu Ci calmly glanced at the people in front of him, and said lightly: "You guys are too late! You kept me waiting for too long."

I don't know why her voice was a little angry. She complained that these people came too late. If they came early, she would not fall in love with Fu, and Fu would not be so painful.

She put all the blame on this group of belated enemies.

"Duanmu Ci! Wen Ting's brothers and sisters died at your hands, and today they will pay with blood!"

Duanmu Ci said calmly: "That old traitor Jianzhen lied to me, I have already told him that if he dares to break his promise, I will wash Lingshan with blood." He pointed at everyone, "You all have to die. "

He Chu said angrily: "Presumptuous, how dare you insult old man Wensheng."

Duanmu Ci said lightly: "A person who can't keep his promise can't talk about respect."

This said that everyone in Wen Ting, who knew the inside story, blushed. Duan Muci's request, it's not that old man Wen Sheng can't do it, but he can't do it.

There was an agreement between Lingshan Wenting and Kunlun Secret Realm hundreds of years ago, how can it be easily torn up, since the ancestors had this agreement, it must be a serious matter.

If this agreement is broken, it will definitely cause catastrophe in the world.

The Kunlun Shuangjiao, Duanmu Ci, and Chuyue can create a storm in the world. They really dare not imagine what the world will be like if there is no restraint.

Lin Chuxi said: "I can't tell right from wrong, since we are enemies, let's use life and death to decide right from wrong."

Duanmu Ci said lightly: "It's time to save so much nonsense a long time ago, don't do it yet!"

The demeanor of the master is undoubtedly revealed, even though facing a lot of powerful enemies, he is not willing to strike first.

The Buddha's name was proclaimed, and the three great monks shot at the same time. They were all first-rank strengths, but Duanmu Ci had already entered the Tao.

No matter what, facing such an opponent, victory or defeat is only a matter of life and death.

The victory or defeat is related to the fate of the entire Lingshan. Duanmu's kindness is defeated, Lingshan is alive, Duanmu's kindness is victorious, and Lingshan is destroyed.

If there is no Lingshan Wenting in this world, what kind of chaos will this world be in?

So since Duanmu Ci has the heart to wash Lingshan with blood, even if she has a hundred reasons and a hundred right, she must die.

In the battle of life and death, they also have no reason to be modest, and strive to kill the demons with all their strength.

As soon as Duanmuci and the three great monks of the Shimen met, the situation in the world suddenly changed, the mountains fell and the ground cracked, and the trees fell and flew, just like a violent storm raging on the mountain top.

The strength of the master's hand-to-hand strikes was as dense as sword rain vertically and horizontally, and the entire mountain was full of chills, as if it was about to be slowly leveled by these four people.

And Lin Chuxi, a group of masters of literature and Taoism, had already made preparations, and placed himself in the four-square enchantment of body protection.

No matter how landslides and earth cracks outside, inside the enchantment is a corner of peace, peaceful without wind and grass.

It's just that the strength of the master's true energy is like a heavenly knife falling on the square barrier from time to time, causing ripples, and the strong and powerful square barrier seems to be broken.

This made the people inside the barrier secretly horrified. Although they were well-informed, they had never seen a confrontation between masters at this level in their entire lives.

In the hands of Duanmu Ci, ordinary masters are like worthless things, but to have such a fierce battle scene, even one of the three great monks would have few opponents in the world.

This is not a battle between man and man, this is a battle between immortals and demons.

With everyone in the room looking at each other, they immediately recited the mantra tacitly to help.

As the sound of Sanskrit and Sanskrit resounded in the world, the martial arts and civil attack simultaneously surrounded Duanmuci.

As soon as the three great monks and Duanmuci met each other, they knew that Duanmuci had not yet recovered his strength. The touch of true energy, the sense of strength and weakness, concluded that Duanmuci was at the first level of strength at this moment.

And they have never fought against masters who entered the Tao, so they were full of confidence in their uneasy hearts.

The so-called Dao is simple, returning to the basics, and masters at their level are fighting for cultivation and true qi. All moves exist to use qi as a sword to turn into the most powerful way.

You alone can fight against the three of us, the three of you just want to fight with Duanmuci, if you continue, Duanmuci will run out of true energy sooner or later, and you won't be able to catch him by then, so you can easily kill him.

But Duanmu Ci was not incapable of fighting, under the cover of the three people's true energy, if he didn't meet the attack, he would be hit by it himself.

This situation is like being in a strong wind, if you don't use your strength to offset the force against the wind, you will be blown away by the strong wind all at once.

At this moment, Duanmu Ci's cultivation level is only a tiny bit different from the three great monks. These three bald donkeys are indeed powerful, and she knows very well in her heart that if she continues, her true energy will be exhausted sooner or later.

I couldn't think of a better way to deal with it for a while, so I had to use the fifth level of the Lotus Walking Ruyi Movement Technique - Picking the Stars from Beyond the Sky, trying to avoid the combined attack of the three people's true energy.

Although it is not easy to say, it will not be defeated in a short time.

However, the three great monks did not allow Duanmuci any chance to breathe. Since the joint attack failed, they would pursue one after another. After you strike, I will strike again, continuously, all with the same intention to exhaust Duanmuci's true energy.

Xie Fu in the distance looked at this earth-shattering battle scene and was horrified. You still kept your hand that day. If you wanted to kill me, I would have been reduced to ashes the moment you shot.

At this moment, the complex and indistinguishable Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded, and the masters of Wen Dao also made their moves.

Duanmuci only felt that countless invisible forces were dragging her. This is the mantra of confinement by people in the literary world, and she has already experienced it.

This mantra of confinement can prevent ordinary martial arts masters from moving their hands, but to Duan Muci, it can only have the effect of dragging and pulling, just like a rope can easily bind a little white rabbit tightly , but cannot restrain an elephant.

Even so, Duanmu Ci, who faced the combined attack of the three great monks, had a huge impact. If she was a little sluggish, picking stars outside the sky would not be effective.

Sure enough, the three great monks immediately found an opportunity to attack together, and the strength of the true essence enveloped Duanmuci.

Duanmu Ci had no choice but to fight back with all his strength, and three streams of powerful qi surged towards Duanmu Ci at the same time.

One to three!

Duanmu Ci's physical strength and true qi were immediately crushed by the impact, and his qi and blood were churning. Like a broken kite, a gray meteor was drawn in the air.

A fiery red light appeared out of nowhere like a red-hot knife, slashed at Duanmu Ci's body, smashed her protective body, and her clothes were ripped apart.

It is the mantra of the wind blade that Lin Chuxi used. When the wind blade is extremely powerful, it can glow red and hot, like a fiery knife.

These people in Wen Dao are not as weak as martial arts masters imagined. They can not only recite blessings and mantras to save people and rule the world.

It's not like they can only recite the mantra of imprisonment and stop fighting with words.

Similarly, they can also kill people, using their supernatural powers to kill a master like Duan Muci, this blow of the wind blade is already as strong as a first-rank powerhouse.

Duanmu Ci fell to the ground, his body swayed slightly, and then a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth.

In the shaking, she stood up straight and steady. She was seriously injured and unable to deal with the three great monks and a group of literary masters.

Looking gently into the distance, is today the day of my death?
The fiery red light chopped down on the top of her head, without the body's true energy, this fire knife could split her in half.

Suddenly, a figure standing in front of Duanmuci, as fast as a fast star, blocked the fiery light for Duanmuci.

But it was Xie Fu!

The fiery glow directly split the mantra of body protection chanted by Xie Fu, making him three points weaker.

Then he smashed through Xie Fu's body-protecting true qi, and then became weaker by three points.

The remaining four points are taken by the holy clothes connected with the mind.

Xie Fu felt his mind shaking, followed by his body, and stood in front of Duanmu Ci like a god.

Everyone was shocked when they saw a person suddenly appearing in front of Duanmu Ci and blocked the killing blow. Besides Duanmu Ci, there was someone else who could forcibly block Lin Chuxi's wind blade mantra.

When everyone saw Xie Fu's face clearly, they were even more shocked and shouted in unison.

"Thank you Fu—"

"Thank you, Mr.—"

Originally thought that he was dead, but how did he know that he was still alive? After living with Duanmu Ci for more than four years, he is still alive, it is unbelievable.

At the same time, I was very happy in my heart. After all, they valued Xie Fu very much, and he has the posture of a literary sage who has made a hundred recitations come true.

He is Lingshan Wenting, and also the future of the entire Wendao.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Xie Fu was obviously a friend rather than an enemy.

Shen Yue, who was most familiar with Xie Fu, shouted loudly: "Young Master Xie, come quickly, she is Duanmuci."

Xie Fu has been with her for four years, and even shared the same bed, how could he not know that she is Duanmuci, and replied loudly: "I don't allow anyone to hurt her!"

　I'm sorry, sorry, I'm very sorry, something urgent happened today, so I ran out for a while.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)