My practice with the fairy

Chapter 191 Snow hair and blue eyes, only impermanence

In the yard, the second young lady was sitting there with her legs crossed, and the surrounding water gathered around her, spinning around, like a spirit.

She is doing pranayama.

The second young lady, Mu Qingshuang, couldn't help complaining: "What is the origin of this lady with a spear, I can't even beat her."

"Wait, a gun is used here."

The eldest lady sat there, looking outside from time to time, looking devastated.

"You let people chase you, but now you can't let go. According to the development of the script, the wicked man should run away with the wife." The second young lady mocked.

The eldest lady pinched the corner of her clothes tightly, shook her head and said, "No, Ah Duan will be back."

Mu Qingshuang looked helpless to complain, and said: "The dead woman in red just now couldn't be Ye Ning?"

Only then did the eldest miss hear her sister's words clearly, and said, "She is the Saintess Ye Ning of the Taichu Sect."

Second Miss sighed, "So it was her."

In the small circle formed by her, another saint, Chen Ruxue, and Miss Gong, one person is often mentioned, and that is Ye Ning.

They live in the relatively stable south, like to fight, and are willing to fight, but compared with a genius like Ye Ning who goes in and out of dangerous places, they are a bit short of fire after all.

The little palace lord Mu Qingshuang always thought that the difference between herself and the opponent was only in terms of actual combat experience, but today the two fought against each other, and they didn't get any advantage, which shows the gap.

But the elder sister is different in that the elder sister only has her lover in her heart, while the younger sister thinks about the gap in practice.

It wasn't until this time that she came to her senses and said, "Wait a minute, that heartbroken man's marksmanship is also the same. The world is far and wide, how did this pair of dogs and men get together?"

In order to create a false identity for Jing Yue, the little palace lord investigated Jing Yue and knew that he was definitely not from Shu, and Ye Ning had never been to the south.

The eldest lady said thoughtfully, "You don't understand this."

The second young lady Mu Qingshuang couldn't help but said fiercely: "Why do you understand if I don't understand?"

The eldest lady didn't want to hide it from her sister, and said, "A Duan should have entered the saint..."

Mu Qingshuang took a deep breath and said, "Can you stop saying such indecent words? They have all reached this level, and you make me feel uncomfortable."

The eldest lady said: "It's that kind of seriousness, um, it's not too serious, I was also treated like this, anyway"

"do not talk."

The second lady covered her chest and interrupted.

The clown is me?
That is to say, the man who was supposed to be her turned out to have been slept with by two women, but nothing happened to her, just practicing.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turn a little green.

The next moment, she pulled out her sword and said with jealousy: "When that dog thief comes back, I will stab him a few times."

"No, sister."

The eldest lady said with a nervous and concerned face.

The second young lady was so angry that she almost hopped her feet, complaining: "You were the one holding back just now, otherwise we wouldn't be able to take down that woman."

The eldest lady lowered her head, did not refute, and had a pitiful and sad look on her face.

Seeing this, the second lady could only say: "I'm really convinced, what's the point of waiting like this, I'll do whatever I want to eat."

The eldest lady couldn't help but look outside, the iron pot she just bought was broken.

[Congratulations, the saint girl has been "unchanged" with you until death. ]
[No, the Holy Maiden has already had a "blood feud" with you. ]
[Congratulations, the saint girl has been "unchanged" with you until death. ]
[No, the Holy Maiden has already had a "blood feud" with you. ]
In his consciousness, the relationship between the saint girl and himself has been jumping around, just like a bug.

This shows how complicated Ye Ning's feelings for him are.

When Jing Yue looked at these, he was not sad but happy, whether he would be unswerving until death or bloody and bloody, it was a good sign.

The person he was most afraid of felt ashamed of him and had no feelings for him.

Walking on the road, Jing Yue found that he was back to the place where he was shopping with the eldest lady.

There, the blacksmith's shop selling pots was still open. He thought that the iron pot from before seemed broken, so he bought another one.

After that, he put the pot on his head and headed home.

For such a move, passers-by frequently looked sideways, but Jing Yue didn't care.

The saint girl must be chased back.

And the one at home has to be comforted.

Since he couldn't let go of all the women, he wanted them all.

In fact, he knows that whether it's with the eldest lady or the saint girl, his feelings with each other are sincere, innocent, and pure love.

It's just that he has encountered a small problem at present, that is, the saint girl is too pure and has a relatively strong personality. Such a temperament does not allow her to coexist with the eldest lady.

And the eldest lady is much more gentle, and should be able to accept that he loves two at the same time, no, if the daughter of the princess comes, I'm afraid there will be three.

Of course, the nightmare in the cellar the night before left him with lingering fears.

But the dream is the opposite, and the eldest lady will definitely not have any problems.

So what he needs to do now is to stabilize the situation, and then try to blend with the saint girl.

He has confidence in himself, the so-called "As long as you work hard, you can grind an iron rod into a needle." He doesn't believe that a relationship of pure love and complete compatibility will not be possible.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help speeding up his pace with the pot on his shoulders, and in his consciousness, the emotional relationship that was repeatedly jumping sideways finally stabilized at "Congratulations, the saint girl has been 'until death' with you.".

Seeing this line of information, Jing Yue couldn't help but waved his arms in encouragement.

Ye Ning walked in the night, from a deserted alley to a busy street, and then from a busy street to a quiet alley.

At this time, most of the people in the city had already rested, and occasionally one or two lights spilled out through the gaps in the doors and windows, creating an orange-yellow warmth.

She once hoped that she and the thief could have such a house and a lamp, but it was a pity that someone got there first.

Thinking of this, she was full of hatred for Jing Yue for a moment, and then she remembered the past, and became joy again, and then
This night, she only felt that her heart was like a fish fried in a pan, which was very painful and difficult.

She said cruel words to the little thief, she no longer has feelings for him, and wants to forget the cruel words with him in the sea of ​​people and the rivers and lakes.

But she knew that she still couldn't let go.

"Damn, damn."

No one can describe the state of mind of the saint girl at this moment, only she herself can understand the sourness and complexity.

She only thinks that the love between a man and a woman is the most complicated, passionate, sweetest and most painful existence in the world.

It's more painful than being stabbed all over.

That snow-like hair represents her complicated state of mind of losing but not gaining, and losing but wanting to gain.

Suddenly, Ye Ning stood in front of an alley.

The blood from the wound was still wet, and the pain in her heart was even worse, like a blue fire burning, she suddenly understood that the eternal thing in this world is impermanence.

She found that she touched the threshold.

The blood from her wound flowed to her palm, creating a strange resonance with her body.

This kind of resonance is not the kind of guns and blood of the Mie Zi Jue, as if the blood also has a heartbeat, as if it is the same as the burning flame in the heart.

With a bang, the blood in the palm of the hand burned and turned into a blue flame, and Ye Ning's pupils also turned into a blue color.

So under the night, there was a woman with snow-haired blue pupils and a ghostly blue fire burning in her palm.

"If there is a chance, I must use this fire to burn the heart of you, a scumbag!"

With a whoosh, Ye Ning squeezed the palm of her hand, and the blue fire in her palm was extinguished.

At this moment, Ye Ning entered the four realms and comprehended the small supernatural power "Impermanence Karma Fire".

(End of this chapter)