Beyond the Divine States

Ning Xiaoling was so scared that she hugged him tightly. After a while, she remembered that she was also a practitioner of fairyland. Such a short arrow could easily escape by taking the spiritual power as a barrier for a moment.

But a moment of fear left her no time to react.

At the moment, after knowing, she hugs Ning Changjiu's waist, which is embarrassing and embarrassing. She is in a dilemma.

Ning Changjiu glances at the arrows on the wall and pats Ning Xiaoling's back, signaling her to let go.

Ningxiaoling immediately understand, ring arm a loose, worry: "elder martial brother careful."

Ning Changjiu didn't say much and stepped into the house again.

As soon as he fell to the ground, the sharp arrow broke the wind again in the dark. Before the arrow came out, Ning Changjiu sensed the direction of the arrow. The dangerous warning from the heart of Tao had accurately pointed out where the killer came from. Ning Changjiu's figure flashed like a flat mine. Suddenly, the sound of the air burst was even more than the sound of the sharp arrow.

Deng!

The arrow plunged into the wall again, its tail trembling.

At the same time, Ning Long's figure has appeared before the dark crossbow.

When the next crossbow broke out of the air with its string, there was a loud bang accompanied by the scream of a young man.

Ning long in the arrow shot at the same time, a punch accurately hit the person who launched the arrow.

The room was not spacious. As soon as the figure fell, he banged against the wall. His hand touched his waist and wanted to take out his dagger.

But his hand just move, rather long then like an eagle accurately pinched his wrist, a pat, a twist.

With a click, it seemed that the wrist was dislocated. The boy gave a scream, and his right hand was pressed back with the handle of the dagger.

Ning Xiaoling did not have time to see what happened inside, then saw a shadow was thrown out, Ning Xiaoling subconsciously stepped back.

When the figure fell to the ground, she could see clearly that it was a young man in black, with a withered and thin face. The young man seemed smaller than himself, and the fierce color in the pupil entangled the unspeakable pain.

Ning long walked out of the room and looked at the boy who was holding his wrist and moaning on the ground. He asked, "who asked you to come?"

The boy is like a wounded wolf, struggling to get up on the ground. He stares at Ning Changjiu, and his voice seems to squeeze out from his teeth: "Ning... Ning catch water?"

Ning Changjiu said, "what do you want him to do?"

He snapped: "mind your own business... Who are you... Where's the old man..."

Ning Xiaoling calmed down a lot, looking at the Yellow skinny young man, said: "rather catch water dead."

"Dead?" His eyes stare, his body can't help shaking: "he's dead?! How did you die? Who are you

Ning Changchang said, "Ning Ji Shui used to be our master."

The boy's relaxed body tightened again: "then you are not good things!"

Ning Changjiu asked, "what's your grudge against Ning Jishui?"

In the eyes of the young wolf, he suddenly burst out with great sadness. He didn't know what he thought of. He arched up and trembled all over, "I... I want to kill him... How can he die like this..."

Ning Changjiu said, "I'm sorry."

The boy struggled to get up, half squatted on the ground, and said: "you are his disciples, so you should die..."

Ning Changjiu said calmly: "if it wasn't for my hand Liuli, you would have died when you shot your second arrow."

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said: "that day, Ning captured water and wanted to take us as the ghost of death. Unexpectedly, he was attacked and died suddenly."

Ning looked into his eyes for a long time and said, "then why do you want to kill him?"

The young man looked at them, his eyes flickering, as if to spray something out. After a while, his arms were powerless to hang down, his thin body was powerless to shake, and his voice was like the cold fog blown away by the wind.

"He... Would rather catch the water... The evil Taoist killed sister Bai, who was so gentle and kind, he... He said it was a ghost, he killed her... As a ghost!"

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"I used to be a servant of a wealthy family. I was sold when I was very young. At that time, I was thin and many people bullied me. Only one person was very kind to me... She was the maid beside the young lady. When others bullied me, she saw it. She taught those people a lesson and gave me two lists to go to the pub and buy things according to them."

"It's a good job. Many people can get some money from it. They are short of a few cents. No one knows... But I gave her a lot of money at that time. She counted the money and sighed. Her attitude was not cold."

"After that, she helped me several times in private. Once I asked her why she wanted to help me. She only said that she had survived like this in the past. Now she is a maid of a young lady, and her position is much higher. When she meets these things, she will help."

"Later, I recognized her as my elder sister in private, and she answered... Then, for a while, the house was haunted, and the master spent a lot of money to invite an old Taoist to come..."

"That... Old Taoist, that old Taoist is Ning Ji Shui!"

"He did the ritual, pointed to a lot of people in the house, said they were kids, and finally pointed to his sister, said she was a ghost, as long as you kill her, everything will be fine..."

"Well, how can it be?"

"At that time, I wanted to save her... Many people grabbed me and said that I was bewitched. At the master's command, I almost broke my leg... At that time, I was lying on the ground, chewing grass in my mouth, holding my arm and stepping on my head. I was still struggling. Suddenly, I heard sister Bai's scream... I screamed again and again, but I couldn't cover it."

"Sister Bai... Has been calling for a long time."

"Then I never saw her again, not even the body."

"She was killed... By that old devil!"

The young man held his face in his left hand, and there were bloodstains between his fingernails. When he recalled these things, his pupils enlarged unconsciously, and his arched back showed bony bones from his thin clothes.

Ning long listened to his voice, his expression was mostly calm.

"And then?" Ning Changchang asked.

The young man's voice choked: "then... Then I stole the money from the house, found a chance to escape, and was rescued by my master in a remote place. I learned some martial arts, and then I found out where the old man lived... I stayed here for more than a month."

Ning looked at him for a long time, shaking his head and sighing: "it's a pity that you don't have the qualification to practice."

The young man was stunned, and his neck turned red. He said angrily, "are you a monk? You are really cold-blooded. After I have said so much, you are still looking at my qualifications. What if you can change my sister's life by breaking my bones? You are really... Cold blooded and merciless! "

Ning Changjiu sighed and said, "but Ning Zhuoshui is dead. What else can you do? Kill us all? "

The young man blurted out: "you are his disciples, of course you are also guilty!"

Rather long will that handle dagger throw on the ground, light way: "you can continue to try."

The young man reached out to hold the dagger. His fingers slipped over the cold dagger blade. He suddenly screamed with sadness. He suddenly grabbed the wooden handle wrapped with thick rope. The dagger blade was facing himself, shouting and stabbing at his throat.

Ning Changchang seemed to have expected that with a flick of his fingers, the young man's left hand became numb and powerful, and the dagger fell to the ground again. The snow-white blade reflected his thin and desperate face.

He raised his head, his eyes full of blood, his voice hoarse: "I can't kill you, why don't you let me die? Master told me that all the people who practice Taoism are merciless people who make a fool of the human world... As expected, they are indifferent and merciless. What kind of immortal are they

Ning Changjiu was still unmoved, just asked: "what's your name?"

He was stunned, as if he didn't expect that the other party would ask his name.

"My name is... Shubai." He stared at each other for a long time, and finally his shoulders loosened slightly, unable to answer.

Ning Xiaoling whispered: "what a strange name."

The boy's face was serious: "sister Bai took this for me!"

Ning Changjiu asked, "what's your name, sister Bai?"

The white corner of the tree's mouth trembled slightly and said, "elder sister Bai has been dead for many years. What's the meaning of this

Ning Changjiu suddenly put his hand on his head, lifted his whole body up and asked, "how old is this year?"

"Thirteen!"

"Thirteen? That's right. Who taught this martial art? " Ning Changchang asked.

"My master..." Shubai suddenly turned gloomy: "do you want to kill my master together? I'm the one who assassinates you today. I'm not good at it. I'll die when I die. You can't hurt Shifu. He's already... "

Ning Changchang said: "Ning kuaishui is dead, so you want to kill his disciples to vent your anger. Why can't I kill your master by the way?"

"You..." tree white dumb, suddenly in the heart of a great fear.

Shifu was very kind to him. When he escaped, he would have starved to death if he hadn't met Shifu and given him a bowl of white porridge. Shifu has white hair and can't move easily these years. He has been on crutches, but he still recites sutras and does good every day. How can such a person die because of himself

Tree white heart regret and hate, blood red pupil, tears suddenly gushed out.

"Don't kill him!" The tree said in a loud voice.

Ning long stared at his eyes, slowly released his hand, but his voice seemed to be a little weak, and said: "I won't kill you, let alone your master."

"Why?" Tree white subconsciously asked, but immediately thought of those immortals are moody, quickly shut up.

Ning long pressed his head and knelt him down again. He looked at the Yellow skinny young man in front of his eyes. His voice was calm, but it seemed to explode a thunder in his ear: "what the monks want to kill are evil spirits who are in trouble, and living ghosts who disguise themselves as adults and walk in the world."

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