Nightfall

Ning woke up and found himself lying on a cold and hard stone bed. In addition to the fence, the walls, tables and chairs were actually made of stone. He felt that the layout of this room was familiar, and he remembered it after seeing the tiny stone window. This should be the quiet pavilion in the cliff of Taoshan. He once looked inside from the stone window, and now Chen Pipi has escaped. , The prisoner changed to himself.

Through perception, he confirmed that his snowy mountains and seas had been locked by Sang Sang by incomprehensible means. At this time, he was not as good as ordinary people. There was no possibility of escape from prison, so he no longer looked at the seemingly thin Wooden fence, watching the narrow sky outside the stone window for a long time silence.

At this time, he was very tired, and his mind was on the verge of collapse. The most needed thing was rest, but he could not sleep because the body seemed to be intact, but the painful suffering suffered in the Temple of Light, but still Stay clearly in his body.

His arms rested on the stone bed, daring not to make any movements, Rao was so, still trembling slightly in pain, the back temple that was in contact with the stone bed was even more painful like fire.

Pain made him unable to rest, so time had to be used for thinking. Unfortunately, the result of thinking could not make him feel any comfort.

In the plan of the academy, he first cried to defeat Sang Sang or control Sang Sang, and then took her away from the Xiling Temple and returned to Chang'an City, because only she can really repair the shock array.

Before he came to Taoshan, he knew that the war with Haotian was very difficult to fight, but he did not expect that it would be so difficult and so painful that he could not complete the first step.

This does not mean that there is a problem with the academy's plan. The grand apocalypse in Qianping, Taoshan, has proved that only Ning Que can beat Haotian in the world.

The problem is that for this war between heaven and man, no one has any experience. Ning Que and his brothers and sisters arranged for a few months in the academy and calculated various details, but they did not count between Haotian and humans. The level of the difference is so great that the natal relationship cannot be completely controlled.

Fortunately, there was no failure at the Academy. As long as Ningque was still alive, there would be a chance to win in the dead end. This war of heaven and man entered a period of strategic stalemate. It depends on who can find a way to break the situation first.

Ning Que did not know how long he had been in a coma. During this time, what happened to the outside world. After confirming that no one would come to interrogate himself, he closed his eyes and began to recall the story that happened in the long night of the Temple of Light. Those The **** and cruel picture did not let go of any details.

That night he suffered from inhuman torture. Even if he thinks about it, he will feel cold both physically and mentally, but he still insists on recalling, not because he has a tendency to be abused, but because he wants to learn.

The invisible blades that Sang Sang fell on him are the most basic spatial rules. Every time she hurts him, it is actually a precious education.

Ning's lack of mastery of the rune, whether it is a two-character or a righteous character, is a space category, and he can personally learn the space rules from Haotian, and he does not want to miss it.

He still has those residual pains of cutting, and his consciousness is still a little bit confused, but he closed his eyes and began to remember and learn constantly-never let go of any learning opportunities, can be from failure and pain Here I found the possibility to improve myself, this is where he is truly powerful.

With his eyes closed, he constantly recalled how he felt at the time, the rules of space cutting that he remembered with flesh and pain, and his fingers shook gently on the stone bed, like unconscious shaking, but in fact he kept writing. With runes.

Ning Que lay on the stone bed for a long time, and the sky outside the stone window was dimmed. Someone sent clean water and simple food on the way. In addition, nothing happened.

The rumble in the belly awakened him from contemplation. He looked at the secluded cell and constructed it again in his consciousness, confirming that the power of his two characters and righteous characters had been enhanced, and his eyes were slightly. Bright, lips slightly raised, showing a satisfied smile, thinking of suffering is not all good.

He sat up hard and stood up on the stone bed, just such a simple movement, he felt that the flesh on his body seemed to be split again, and his painful legs were a little shaking.

He went to the stone table and began to eat in silence. He didn't know how long the war would last, so first he had to guarantee himself to live, and he had to live with strength.

Even if it is such a thing as obscenity, it takes effort.

The rice in the bowl is white rice, covered with greens and tofu, and he ca n’t see any oil flowers, but he does n’t find it unpalatable and chews slowly, as if it were the best meal the teacher brought with him.

Full of a bowl of food, into his belly, no longer hungry, energy revived, he even felt that even the pain residues on his body became much lighter.

Naturally drink some water after a meal. Ning Que picked up the bowl of water and raised it to her lips. When she was about to drink, she suddenly thought of something and her face suddenly became pale.

The pain struck again, even more intensely than before.

With his slightly trembling hands, he slowly put the water bowl back on the stone table. He stood on the table with difficulty and moved to the toilet in the corner of the cell.

The toilet is very clean, with only a shallow layer of clean water, like a mirror.

He stood in front of the toilet and looked at the haggard face reflected in the water for a long time.

He didn't loosen his belt. He didn't do anything. After standing for a long time, he moved back to the stone bed and sat down slowly.

The moment his hips touched the cold stone bed, his face suddenly became distorted, and the extreme pain between his legs even made him almost faint.

He gasped in pain, and after a long time, he finally adapted to the pain and became a little calmer, but his chest kept undulating, because of fear and anger.

His body, without having to loosen his waistband, can clearly understand what has changed. He looks down between his legs,

Said a little sorrowfully, "Can it grow again?"

After a short pause, he increased his tone and said, "It must grow out again."

It is difficult to cover the water, to break the hair and to continue, to break the bear and to complete the round, after all, it is only difficult, not impossible, but it is not him who decides this matter now, but she in the temple of light.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly felt that this thing was funny, so he laughed, but after a while, the smile on his face became very bleak, because this thing is really not funny.

She has no human emotion in the temple of light, and has no mercy on him because she is Haotian, not Sangsang. Only the pain between his legs at this time makes him believe that he can still have a chance to win. It is such pain, such unbearable, so miserable, no man is willing to bear this price.

Since such a heavy price has been paid, there must always be some return.

Ning stared at the night outside the stone window, recalling the pains of that time, and the gradual emergence of imaginary signs in the sea, which had a somewhat indescribable sacred beauty.

Is a critical time point for his spiritual practice. If he can understand Haotian's application of the basic rules of space, he will be able to take a big step forward in writing human characters.

Since Haotian broke his humanity, he could only write the word himself. At this moment there was a sudden influx of fog at the stone window.

Ning lacked pupil miniature. He used to visit the Youge at night, knowing that there is the Xiling Temple in the clouds between the cliffs. The countless strong people ’s unwilling grievances for countless years, even the All-Power period, he could n’t resist, and he had to rely on the moonlight, not to mention that his snowy mountains and seas were locked. , Has become a waste.

The damage caused by these night fog is second, the key is that at this time he is meditating and saying, if you miss this opportunity, no one knows when the next opportunity will appear.

Of course he knew that this must be the way she sensed the changes in the pavilion and then applied it, otherwise the night fog would not be able to enter the cell.

"You have made me like this, what else do you want!"

Ning Que looked at the direction of the temple of light on the peak and shouted angrily: "You dare to touch me again, I will die to show you! I will drag you to die together!"

Angrily, he pointed a **** at the summit.

He knew that Sang Sang understood what this **** meant.

He now has only the middle finger. But he forgot, Sang Sang's understanding of him is not limited to this, she understands more, until the last moment, he will definitely not die, at least one finger is not enough to make him commit suicide.

Then the wind rose from the cell, the night mist was slightly scattered, and Ning Que's **** fell off.

Next, there were countless thin red lines on his body, and the cruel and **** Ling Chi picture was staged again. Ning Que could only express helplessness with a bleak smile.

Unspeakable pain, tormented him until the night, his consciousness gradually dissipated, that is, the last point of Qingming was fogged and blurred.

Haotian's will is so strong that he cannot be refused ~ www.readwn.com ~ He is falling towards the abyss of obedience. I don't know if it is instinct to avoid it, but because it is too painful, he had a dream.

In the dream, he slept with Sang Sang, stroking her little white lotus feet, stroking her plump and smooth body, and the wetness touched by his fingertips became stronger and stronger.

In the cell, he lay on the stone bed and turned to the side, painfully unable to fall asleep, and unable to wake up from this dream, all the blood falling between the fingers lying on the bed.

On the peak of Taoshan above the ancestral palace, Sang Sang in the Temple of Light also had a dream, a beautiful but annoying dream with bright spring, in which she was very angry.

In the shrine, she lay on the ground and turned to the side, closed her eyes, her eyelashes twitched, her thighs were tight, her nose was sinking, and the flowers on her body seemed to split at any time.

Ning Que in the dream is still painful, and he feels he can't hold it anymore.

He climbed up from under her and saw her face, not that indifferent face, but that green face, a little dark, very familiar.

She opened her bright flail eyes and looked at him curiously.

His mood suddenly became very quiet, forgetting the pain in his body, slowly lowering his head, kissed her lips, and lived out.

(The chapter name in this chapter was originally meant to be: kiss down, live out, change the lyrics to a new word, it's good ... the beginning of the break, always have a hair.) (To be continued. If you like this You are welcome to come to this work (this article is provided by the breaking update team @ 画 长空) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)