Beyond the Divine States

Ning long sighed and said, "Your Highness, please."

Zhao Xiang'er looked at him without expression and said: "my mother had already anticipated what was going to happen, and then a letter cheated Ning Zhuoshui to the Imperial City, in order to let Mrs. Bai, who was far away in Linhe City on the border of Zhao state, be forced into the situation. My mother knew that I would find some clues of that day after the storm passed, and then she came to Linhe City by following suit."

"Linhe City..."

"But if I didn't have you, I might die today. Why does my mother think I can do all this?" Zhao xianger's voice was a little lighter: "I can't do it."

Ning long also understand, that often cherry leaf and magic snow lotus and the big demon Dan, perhaps also ready for her, just waiting for her to take.

All she had was to follow the path that the lady had arranged for her.

Just like myself in previous life.

He felt that Zhao xianger's mood had gradually declined. Although the slap that Mrs. Bai took by her hair had disappeared, the sense of shame was firmly branded in her heart.

"Maybe I meddle in my business. If I didn't do it, Mrs. Bai might not have killed you. On the contrary, she would have encouraged you." Ning long relieved.

Zhao xianger recalled the deep feeling of powerlessness at that time and said with a faint smile: "maybe you are also in the mother's calculation."

Ning long nodded and agreed, but he didn't think so. In his cognition, his reincarnation should be done by the master. No matter how powerful the lady was, she could never count everything. He was more inclined to think that everything in the dark was the result of many coincidences after master's layout.

Zhao xianger stares at the seal engraved with "holding the moon and breaking the cloud". Her mind moves and she feels something vaguely. Her lips and eyebrows are tight. Her eyes are as smart as silk and light. There is a faint reflection of these four words in her mirror like pupil.

Ning Changchang's mind is different. This scene is different from the past. In her field of vision, the lines of the four words are constantly expanding and magnifying. In a twinkling of an eye, they become four mountains piled up with countless stones. Her vision is to cross those mountains out of thin air and see the sky and sea behind the mountains.

In a trance, Zhao Xiang'er felt what she saw. Then the world turned upside down and she was dizzy. As soon as she held the letter's finger tightly, the paper was wrinkled and nearly crushed. Ning Chang immediately grabbed the blade of the sword and pushed the long sword to one side. Zhao Xiang'er's eyes flashed and her body was unsteady. She only heard her hum and her body softened, It fell.

In her mind, those four words occupied all her consciousness. The sea of Qi was boiling violently like burning a mountain and boiling a sea. In the dim light, she saw a figure like a fire with its back to her, and the color of the last world was taken away. Her red skirt was like fire, her long hair was like flame, and the red finches around her body were like dancing blood butterflies. Zhao xianger saw the empty shadow, Trembling, she leaped forward, trying to hold her shadow in the crumbling sea of consciousness.

"Mother..."

Zhao xianger's body fell down, arms around, eyebrows between the pride and stubborn, stained with a hint of weakness.

But there was no mother in front of her. She only held Ning long, but subconsciously buried her head in his heart. The churning of the sea made her weak and fainted again.

"This medicine is really powerful..." Ning long looked at the letter she was holding between her fingers, and gave a bitter smile.

Zhao xianger is like a small animal injured and resting. She holds his body tightly. Her soft body is close to his chest. Her long hair without a horse's tail is scattered, half covering her bloodless cheek. Her gentle breathing is also like tickling.

Ning long looked at her cheek, thought of yesterday's slightly drunk red, stretched out his hand to pinch, no good airway: "the body is not good to be honest, still holding a sword, paper tiger scare who?"

But although this scene is beautiful, if Zhao xianger suddenly wakes up, I'm afraid she will be chased by her sword.

He put the bracelet behind her, covered her bony back, twisted his body a little, wanted to put her on the bed, and then called Xiaoling back, who didn't know where to go, and asked her to take care of this stubborn girl.

But his plan only completed the first and last steps.

As soon as he put his hand around Zhao xianger's back, the door opened. Ning Xiaoling stood at the door, carrying a piece of meat with snow patterns in her hand. She was shocked to see a scene in the room and said, "elder martial brother, you are such a person!"

Ning Xiaoling seems to have been standing outside for a while, but she also heard Ning Changjiu's murmur.

"You're taking medicine for sister Xiang'er!" Ning Xiaoling looked at him incredulously and said angrily, "elder martial brother, I misunderstood you! No wonder you sleep with me in the morning... You, you are such a senior brother

I'd rather think about younger martial sister for a long time. What's wrong with your small body?

Ning long wanted to stabilize her mood: "younger martial sister, you listen to my explanation."

But Ning Xiaoling didn't give him any chance to explain, so he directly slammed the door out.

When the room was quiet again, Zhao xianger was still lying on his chest. His beautiful face made him angry. He held her arms apart, and then pulled her on the bed. He pinched her face again. After a little punishment, he covered her with the quilt and got out of bed.

Carrying a lump of beef Ning Xiaoling did not go far, she sat on the steps, holding the cheek, sulky.

Ning Changjiu sat down beside her, looked at the meat on her hand, and said with a smile, "it turns out that younger martial sister is out hunting."

Ning Xiaoling said, "yes, I didn't expect elder martial brother to hunt in the house."

Ning Changjiu comforted her with a smile and explained to her the whole story of what happened. Ning Xiaoling listened suspiciously and cast a look of distrust.

Ning long sigh tone, way: "even elder martial brother all believe?"

Ning Xiaoling said: "I can trust you, but sister Xiang'er is so beautiful and elder martial brother is so bloody. I..."

Ning long knocked on her head and interrupted: "in your heart, is elder martial brother such a person? Well, Bai is very kind to you

Said, rather long up to pretend to leave.

Ning Xiaoling tangled for a while, carrying the meat to follow up, grabbed his sleeve, said: "well, Xiaoling cook some broth for you."

Ning Changchang sighed: "I'd better come. This cow helped us before it died. Don't spoil its body after it died."

Ning Xiaoling pinched his arm and said, "elder martial brother, go and think about how to win the bone monster. I'll make bone soup for you!"

Rather long helpless promise.

……

It was half an hour later when Ning Xiaoling came out of the kitchen disheartened.

For half an hour, Ning Changchang looked after Zhao xianger and thought about how to kill Mrs. Bai.

Naihe bridge has been broken. Although the yellow spring is a barrier, it can't stop them for too long.

Today, Fengdu has become a city. Although there is a big gap between pinjie and the original prototype of the kingdom of God, it is also a city independent of the world. It has its own heaven and earth, and its own moon. Therefore, the wandering souls here can never see the light. They can only be imprisoned here in this life. They are not solitary souls and wild ghosts, but they are more like prisoners of punishment.

He was not sure whether Zhao xianger, who was holding jiuyu in his hand, could cut away the night,

But even if she could, she would not.

She will choose to fight with Mrs. Bai here. First, Linhe City is the national soil of Zhao state. If she wants to make up for the fate of "Xiang", she will never hand over the city to others. Second, the humiliation of Mrs. Bai on her is too unforgettable. How can such a proud girl tolerate this? If Mrs. Bai does not die out, the disgrace will not disappear.

What's more, this is also the direction of jiuyu's memory inheritance.

Bai Linggu

Apart from those mythical lives that are close to immortality, what is there in the world that can really see things that live for a long time?

He thought of his name and laughed at himself, then drew out his sword and laid it across his knee.

Ning Xiaoling grabbed a handful of snow, wiped the dust on her face, and then scooped the fragrant soup into a bowl. After a small taste, she was satisfied. She excitedly carried two bowls into the room.

As for Ning Xiaoling's craftsmanship, Ning Changjiu thinks it's commendable, but he owes most of the credit to the mad cow who is half a benefactor - the ingredients are too good, so it can stand up to toss.

But in the rich broth fragrance, Zhao Xiang'er's nose twitches slightly.

Ning Changjiu puts down the chopsticks and spoon, smiles at the younger martial sister, then picks up the sword on her lap, goes to Zhao xianger's bed, and puts the sword on her neck before she wakes up.

When Zhao xianger woke up, she felt her neck cool. She frowned and felt that her fingers were still rubbing the envelope. She recalled the scene she had seen in her mind before she was in a coma. It was another headache.

"I'll ask you a few questions and answer them truthfully, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood." Ning long said.

Zhao xianger was lying on the bed. After hearing Ning Changjiu's words, she turned around and looked at him calmly with clear eyes.

Ning Changjiu said: "first question, what did you see in those four words? Why did you suddenly faint?"

Zhao xianger did not answer, only said a word between the lips: "three."

"Well?" Ning was stunned for a long time.

"Two." Zhao xianger said without expression.

Ning long reaction.

"One..." Zhao xianger's tone lengthened, as if to give him a chance to reform.

Ning long seized the opportunity, angrily took back the sword, picked her up from the bed, said: "play a joke with Miss Zhao, don't blame."

Ning Xiaoling couldn't help laughing. She thought that she must write down this matter. When she got back to the mountain gate, she told her master.

Today, after surviving the disaster, Ning Xiaoling seems to be in a good mood. Especially after she successfully cooked a pot of beef soup, she is full of confidence. Regardless of her elder martial brother's dissuasion, she cooked another pot of rice.

At the dinner table, Ning Xiaoling served them with his own cooked rice, full of grains. Ning long took the first bite. The rice is still raw. He didn't say anything. He just praised the younger martial sister's cooking skill. Zhao xianger also took a bite, silent chewed for a while, and then said: "full." Ning Xiaoling thought that sister Zhao ate so little and why she was so good. In a few years, she would be almost as good as her master, so she also put down a chopstick. There was a moment of silence in the room. Ning Xiaoling took the lead in breaking the silence: "elder martial brother, would you like to tell me a story?" Ning Changchang thought that although Zhao Xiang'er was superior to him, he was more knowledgeable. He asked, "what do you want to hear, younger martial sister?" Ning Xiaoling said with a sly smile, "I want to hear some stories about teenagers' bearing humiliation." Ning Changjiu sneered and thought that the little girl was hinting at him again. He thought for a while and said calmly, "then I'll tell you a story about a poor boy who was bullied by a young lady, and later joined the army and became a general. When he came back, he took him as a slave." Zhao Xiang'er frowned and faintly felt that he was suggesting something. He said coldly, "shut up." The room was quiet again. After dinner, Ning Changjiu was responsible for cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks. After cleaning up, they sat around and began to discuss how to recover their strength as soon as possible, and killed Mrs. Bai before she recovered. Zhao xianger is the highest of the three, and now naturally becomes their biggest hope. But she lowered her head, after a moment of silence, said: "nine feather seems to have some problems." Previously, she manipulated the nine feathers of the spirit of heaven and killed them all the way. Finally, she was nailed through the body by Mrs. Bai, who was almost in her heyday. Now she can only warm up her spirit in the purple mansion. Even if she is called out, she is just sick. Ning long had thought of this before. Unable to control jiuyu, they are at least 30% less likely to win against Mrs. Bai. The most important thing is that they lost the possibility of cutting a gap in the Fengdu area to escape, which is equivalent to breaking the bridge and breaking the road. And now, in this city, the innate evil spirit of death will turn everyone into ghosts. Even if they are extraordinary practitioners, they will be imperceptibly influenced. They can't spend all the time with Mrs. Bai“ What about elder martial brother? Do you have any idea? " Ning Xiaoling looked at him expectantly. Zhao xianger also looked at him. Ning long leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, felt the breath of his body and the whole world, and said, "it seems that something is hidden in my heart. It wants to come out and swallow up the night." Zhao xianger listened to his mysterious words and asked, "congenital spirit?" Ning long nodded and said, "maybe." Zhao xianger asked, "if there is a spirit in heaven, it should be formed when you enter the mystery." Ning Xiaoling said in a low voice: "elder martial brother, you really haven't entered the mystery."... " Zhao xianger asked, "how long is it to enter the mystery?" Ning long way: "still short of a line." Zhao xianger frowned and said, "a line? Do you still want to practice Ning Changchang said, "I'm afraid it's too late to practice myself." Zhao xianger nibbled his lower lip and asked, "what do you want?" Ning Xiaoling, with a look of excitement, blurted out: "and sister Xiang'er double repair?" Ning Changjiu took a deep breath, knocked a chestnut on her forehead, and said, "don't talk to your elder martial brothers and sisters in the future, it will damage you." Then he looked at Zhao xianger and said solemnly, "I hope Miss Zhao can give me some boxing in the future." Zhao xianger's arms encircle her chest, and her thin red lips curl up. She smiles and asks, "are you sure?"