Nightfall

Vol 5 Chapter 29: Sweet potato is cold

Ning Que in Taoshan can inquire about the sacrifice of the Light Festival, and the Datang Empire with countless intelligence systems will naturally know it, maybe even before him, but now he can only think about how to deal with it himself. The light festival.

He has basically confirmed that this news was deliberately released by the Xiling Temple. The temple wants to push the people in the academy, especially him, out of Chang'an, because the temple always thinks he is still in Chang'an City, and this is exactly the problem that the temple can't solve-the reason why he is angry at the light temple on the peak is Because he was very sure, the choice of Chen Pipi must be the woman's decision in the temple of light-the light sacrifice offering to Haotian. Now that Haotian is in the world, it can only be decided by Haotian himself.

Ning Que's emotions are complicated. Many years ago, after he killed Yan Suqing, he was killed on the Suzaku Boulevard by the Suzaku deity. The shelter of the **** umbrella did not die on the spot. To the extreme Tongtian Maru, he is still impossible to survive, and fortunately, the snow mountain and the sea are successfully rebuilt, and the waste wood that cannot be practiced finally embarked on the path of practice. In other words, Chen Pipi really changed his destiny. Although he didn't say anything in the following, he never forgot this.

He specifically told Sang Sang to ask her to help me remember that he owed Chen Pipi a life. The reason for this is because he valued this matter very much and was afraid that he would forget it, so that Sang Sang would never forget the important things. However, now it seems that she has long forgotten those.

That night Ning Que once again dived under the cliff, scolding the woman in the Temple of Light beside the stone window to show her firm position between clothes and arms and feet, and then came up with a plan to revise during the day, facing the stone window He kept explaining, but he couldn't stop without telling how long.

Because Chen Pipi refused to hear him, he didn't even turn around. He only carried his face on the outside of the stone window, where Ning Que was white by the moonlight. Since he couldn't see the words on Ning Que's mouth and letter, he would naturally not hear it.

Chen Pipi expressed his firmest opposition with silence-his snowy mountains and seas have been locked up, in Longqing's words, it has become a waste, so why should the brothers and sisters of Houshan of the Academy take risks for themselves? Why should Ning Que, the younger brother, be born and die for himself?

Ning Que looked at his generous back. After a moment of silence, he extended his **** again unintentionally, and said in a dumb voice: "Do you think it looks so good to burn you into a mess of fat?"

Ning Que can use the Buddhism exercises learned by Master Qishan and the moonlight sprinkled by his teacher to deal with the formation on the cliff, but with his current state of cultivation, there is no possibility of breaking the cliff and removing the orange peel from the quiet. The cabinet was rescued. When Chen Pipi turned around, he couldn't even let the other party listen to himself. So if he didn't want to watch Chen Pipi die, he had to choose another method.

Regardless of whether they are on the horizon or the promontory, the disciples of the academy always habitually ask the teachers for help when they encounter unsolvable problems, because the academy is like Haotian to believers. No, although Confucius Ning Que and others have already become the source of faith in the academy after he ascended the heavens, but at this time, he still habitually wants to get the advice of the brothers.

Ning Que left Tianyuyuan, walked across the stone bridge over the creek, and came to the town again, handing the letter written to the academy in his arms to the old man selling sweet potatoes hoping to get an answer soon.

"I don't know what you are going to do, be careful anyway." Said the old man selling sweet potatoes.

Ning Que said: "Since I came to Taoshan, I never thought I could go back alive, or I never thought I would go back alone and I don't believe I will be in trouble."

After doing things, he took two sweet potatoes and walked out of the town. The sweet potatoes were just out of the oven. They were so hot that although he was not afraid of hot, he changed hands to avoid striking and looked funny.

A carriage came. He looked at the girl in white in front of the car and remembered that he had encountered the carriage on the day of the thunderstorm. After passing by, he looked back subconsciously, and saw that the back of the woman in the carriage was still so fat, and she could not help being malicious 'S guess, the mood was inexplicably pleased.

Late at night he dived under the cliff again, and the **** horse was still doing coolies on the cliff. He hung in front of the stone window and persuaded Chen Pipi in the cell, but he was allowed to spray his spit dry, and Chen Pipi remained Without turning around, he can't hear the sound anyway, and Chen Pipi can completely assume that he doesn't exist.

"Being a man, the most important thing is to be confident. I know what you are worried about, but what is there to worry about? The teacher is watching us from the sky, you dare not even try?"

"Aren't you afraid to make him feel bad about the old man? What if he was doing a fight with Haotian when he was angry?

"The teacher said that you are happy to know your life, but where is your current lottery? Is it because you have grown fat again and you feel inferior? So you don't want to see anyone?"

"You're so far off, I saw a rich little sister of the rich family these days, people are not married yet, and they are fatter than you! They are taller than the second brother! They look like they are pregnant before marriage! Where is there a little bit of inferiority? Wandering around the world with maidservants all day long, and buying high-calorie foods like roasted sweet potatoes is a pile! That's a pile! Do you know how many roots?

"Even the hungry people in Hebei County can be fed as a pig! But people don't care at all! Look at what it is called? That is called self-confidence!"

Dangerous clouds were floating between the secluded cliffs, and Ning Que climbed the stone window like a medicinal man, and said bitterly to the window. Although Chen Pipi still refused to turn around, he could not hear what was said, but he But he became more and more excited, thinking of the chubby girl, but couldn't help but grinning loudly.

There is no trace of human beings in the cliff for thousands of years. The Xiling Temple has no surveillance here, so he can speak at will. Even if the voice goes up with the wind, when it reaches the temples on the peak, it is more than the sound of the leaves rubbing. Smaller, even the powerhouse above the five realms cannot hear, so Ning Que is very at ease, but has forgotten that the woman in the temple of light is not human.

Sang Sang was standing on the terrace behind the Temple of Light, looking at this ridiculous picture in the abyss below, listening to the ridiculous man saying those ridiculous words, frowning slightly.

On the smooth, jade floor behind her, a small pile of sweet potatoes was neatly yarded, and not far away was leftover sweet potato skins, and she held a cold sweet potato in her hand.

The sacred and solemn temple of light is now filled with wine urns for eating and sweet potatoes. Although those things and even garbage are sorted out clearly and filled with cold regular lines, these things are food and their characteristics are determined to be cold again. Neat, there is a unique taste of the world.

That's why she became extremely angry after hearing Ning Que's words on the cliff.

There are countless stars destroyed in her eyes, countless pieces of sea have been burned, and the extremely powerful will sweeps the whole world in the form of anger, it seems to be burning everything.

Unlike the previous two, her anger did not change the world tonight, which caused thunder, because she had learned how to control her emotions.

For practitioners or humans, learning to control emotions is undoubtedly a very good thing, but for her, it is not necessarily a good thing, because from another perspective, it shows that she has now become used to the kind of consciousness Emotional things that she should n’t be used to.

Only human beings need the useless derivative of emotions. She is the rule of this world, so she is cold and objective, and she is not pleased by foreign objects, and she has no sorrow for herself. When she begins to produce hatred or anger or something else Mood, even after getting used to it, how will it change?

The sweet potatoes in her hands have become cold, just like the world and life that she used to be used to. She lifted up the sweet potatoes in her hands and took a bite, and found that the feeling from the lips and tongue was very uncomfortable. She knew it was called no Delicious, sweet potatoes are hot after all.

She looked at the bright moon in the night vault, silent as usual, her slender eyes narrowed slightly, just like the willow leaf was folded by the wind beside Yanming Lake.

She is a deceased Haotian, her breath is getting cloudy, she wants to return to the world she is familiar with and live a life that she is familiar with. However, the door of the kingdom of God has been destroyed and was blocked by that round of the bright moon ~ www.mtlnovel .com ~ blocked her way back, and now she can't open the channel by herself alone.

The Xiling Temple held a light sacrifice to try to reopen her path to return to Haotian Divine Kingdom. The reason why he chose Chen Pipi was because his blood was the purest, and it contained the most devout faith in her for countless generations, and He was the most beloved student of that moon.

She looked at Mingyue and imagined what to do after returning to the Kingdom of God. She felt more satisfied, but suddenly remembered that there was no sweet potato in the Kingdom of God, neither hot nor cold sweet potatoes.

Suddenly she woke up, the vigilance in her heart grew stronger, glanced at the sweet potato reheated by Shenhui in her hand, frowned in disgust, and threw it out of the terrace.

The Temple of Light is at the top of the peak, and below is Sandao Yaping. Underneath the Sandao Yaping is the Cliff Pagoda. The sweet potato did not fall into the abyss, but fell on the third Yaping.

Ning Que on the cliff has luckily escaped the fate of being the first person to be killed by sweet potatoes in history. The **** horse was taken aback by the sweet potato falling in front of him. It looked at the sweet potato with its flesh, and looked at it. The oozing heat, smelling the fragrance of potato meat, thinking about the tragic fate that Ning Que had to do every day in these nights, and not having to eat even at midnight, could not help grateful, and kept thanking Haotian for his gift.

(Good luck to the friends in the earthquake zone. The title and content of this chapter are not bad. There are too many news and microblogs today, and my eyes are a little bit flowery. Take a break and write the second chapter to try to update it before three o'clock.) Continued [This text is provided by the breaking dawn update team @ 凡 丶 乐]. If you like this work, you are welcome to ◤first release◢ vote for recommendation and monthly tickets, and your support is my biggest motivation.)

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