Nightfall

The Prince Longqing is the most promising figure of the young generation of the Heavenly Daomen, the master of the ruling division, the magnificent beautiful son who attracted the fool of the world for the Daomen, but was abolished in the Tianji Mountains. .

Ning Que's arrow at that time waited for the Xiling Temple to lose a future ruling grand prince or even a more important character or even the future. How could the temple not be so angry, how could the ruling grand priest let Ning Que pass?

Even if the Xiling Temple looks at the face of the Confucius and the Academy, he will not kill him directly, but he will certainly think of making him pay a great price. Ning Que often thinks of the horrible big man ruling the Great Priest day and night thinking about packing himself up, and feels a little shudder, so he only wants to say that to Ye Hongyu.

He intended to test the extent to which the wrath of the temple would flourish. Where did he think that Ye Hongyu directly promised to rule that the great priest would not trouble him? Because there has always been some kind of hidden competitive relationship with the Longqing prince, she does n’t care about Longqing being abolished, which makes sense, but why should she promise to rule the Great Priest will not be angry because of this?

"Why?" He puzzled at Ye Hongyu's eyes.

Ye Hongyu didn't answer his question. He looked down at his horrified blood hole on his shoulder and looked bored and asked, "How long will it take you to cure my injury?"

Ning Que rummaged through the luggage to find the right tool and said, "If it doesn't take long to stop bleeding and decay, the key is that the old monk bite too hard.

And that guy hadn't brushed his teeth for decades, it was badly dirty, and who knew what toxins were in his saliva, maybe he would have to cut some meat later. "

Mo Shanshan didn't know when she came to the two of them. She looked at the wound on Ye Hongyu's body. Meiyu frowned a little sympathetically. When listening to Ning Que's words, she felt sick.

Ye Hongyu didn't respond, and said calmly: "He has no teeth, I was bitten by him so I can confirm it."

Ning Que lowered his head and said: "Dirty saliva is also a troublesome thing."

Mo Shanshan couldn't help but weakly interjected and said, "Don't you two feel disgusting to talk like this?"

Ning Que and Ye Hongyu raised their heads and looked at the pure and innocent little white rabbit at the same time, then shook their heads at the same time. They thought that girls like Mo Shanshan who had not experienced real disgust were really happy and angry.

Ye Hongyu continued to discuss with Ning Que: "Dao law is based on the power of light, ordinary toxins don't care, so you don't have to worry about the toxins hiding in the muscles and bones to become a problem in the future."

Yu Que took out the needle thread and watched her earnestly said, "The wound is fastest with thread stitching. The problem is that you have eaten too much meat by the old monk. If you use this closed treatment, you may leave your shoulder and arm in the future. Two pits. "

Ye Hongyu frowned slightly and said impatiently: "How about staying in the pit?"

Ning Que shook his head and said while threading: "It's not good to stay in the pit. I will care about this for you."

Ye Hongyu said contemptuously: "Only those red dust folks care about this."

Ning Que looked down at the blood hole on her shoulder, thinking where to start, and responded casually: "You have such a good figure and you like to wear a cool red dress. Luǒ has two pits on the outside body, always looking at some It ’s weird, even if you do n’t care, you have to think about the shrine. Your idiot is how beautiful the spokesperson is. ”

"From now on I will change to a robe."

Ye Hongyu said. Then, after a moment of silence, she suddenly reached out and lifted a piece of flesh from the edge of the blood hole on her shoulder, and would go back and asked in a low voice: "Is the hole left by this seam smaller?"

How can there be girls who really don't love beautiful ones in the world? Even if she is Dao idiot is no exception.

Ning Que didn't notice the hidden meaning in her tone, and naturally didn't seize the opportunity to ridicule each other. His eyes were all attracted by her fingers and movements, and the fingers holding the needle tremble slightly.

Few people in this world can still be so calm after being bitten by a ghost-like old monk, and they can even turn their drooping skin back, just like this is not her own body.

Ning Que knew that she must have been painful before, but he didn't even see a trace of pain on her face, so he was shocked, and even regretted that he hadn't met a character as harsh as himself for a long time. Should n’t anyone kill her before saying anything?

"Sew it." Ye Hongyu said with a blank expression: "Do not soften your hands."

Ning Que could not help but sigh, thinking that if his hand is not soft, you have been stabbed to death.

Fine 〖Needle〗 Pierce the skin of white nèn, pass through the discrete shreds of meat, and then put it back on again, with a thread on the shoulder of the young girl āonèn to sew on Ye Hongyu quietly, without crying, beautiful cheeks It became more and more pale.

Mo Shanshan squatted to the other side of Ye Hongyu, squeezing the thin double chún tightly, frowning as he looked at the needle in Ning Que's hand and raised it, and lowered his hand to hold Ye Hongyu unconsciously, trying to put his strength Pass on and let her live.

In the dark demon room, the three young people who practiced the best in the world, after paying a tremendous price to successfully overthrow the best former strongman, squatted in the corner like three injured mice, healing each other. Taking care of each other and giving strength seems to have forgotten each other's life in the straw in the field.

It was finally over, and the two terrifying blood holes on Ye Hongyu no longer bleed, and the blood and flesh contaminated with filth were all removed. Her face was very pale, but her eyes were very bright, and she was not fainted to escape the pain. idea.

Ning lacked a good needle thread, and when she lifted her head, she just touched her bright eyes, and could not help but move her heart slightly. He was curious that she had been completely restrained by the old monk. What method was actually used to force up the violence and succeed. Reversed the situation at that time, during that time he was in that mysterious realm, only knowing the result but not the process.

Ye Hongyu looked at his eyes and knew what he wanted to ask. In fact, she was also very suspicious. Ning Que did not understand what she had realized in the previous stage of enlightenment. Those sword marks on the stone wall were left by Mr. Ke Is it true that this guy was lucky to inherit Mr. Ke's Haoran sword?

Both were suspicious and curious, but none of them asked, because they were not sure whether they could get the "true" and "acceptable" case from the other party, and they were even less willing to tell the other about their "answer" case.

Mo Shanshan and Ye Hongyu rested against the stone wall. It would take a long time to completely resolve the injury and the weakness of the body. Ning Que was the least injured and did not have much mental problems.

The corpse-bone mountain had already been shattered into a ruin by a breath. He walked in with deep feet and shallow feet, looking at the pile of ashes that the old monk had transformed, and shook his head in silence.

He did n’t know how to evaluate this peerless lotus with thirty-two petals and a magical power. He wanted to be able to stand side by side with his uncle, and was one of the few people who stood on the top of the world. I don't know how much light is waiting for him in front, but this person's choice is so crazy, and even unreasonable.

Standing next to the ash pile, Ning Que Ju looked around, looked at the mottled sword marks on the stone wall, thinking of inheriting the uncle's mantle, a magnificent meaning emerged from the belly of ōng. The inexplicable feelings that brought him the fear and anxiety after the enchantment and the death of Lian Sheng were expelled from the body.

At this moment, the inexplicable sense of sadness that he felt when he woke up, and then his nose poured into his body, he subconsciously looked at a stone wall, somehow sour, he did not know that the wall is facing the south .

After a while, he shook his head to get rid of this inexplicable emotion, and when he looked back at the ash holding on the ground, he had some other feelings, especially recalling the feelings passed by the old monk in the spiritual world before his death. And those incomprehensible pieces of information, more and more felt the pitiful smell of the ashes.

"It has nothing to do with the grudges of the predecessors. It can be regarded as an acquaintance, although it is not pleasant to know each other. After all, you are a predecessor, and you have been in the world before and after. You must have a place to live after death."

Ning Que searched around the broken bones and found an extremely unremarkable iron box, probably the relic of a certain Mozong strongman. When he opened the box, there was nothing inside.

"This tǐng is suitable. Although it is smaller, it only pretends to be part of you anyway."

He crouched next to the pile of ash formed by Master Liansheng, spread his hands, and then picked up a large piece of white bones and swept the ash into the iron box. The movement was very casual, like sweeping garbage.

Come to the depths of the wasteland under the order of the master gate ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Waiting for the sky to wait for the Mozong mountain gate to open, he will go inside to find the trace of the volume of the sky book, but who can expect that the sword and sword will never die, and the water will fall into a rock Unable to stop, but in the Devil Sect met the old monster that the world thought to have been dead for decades, listened to the countless long stories that shocked the mind, struggled between survival and death, and struggled back and forth for countless times, and finally was miserable. Qi Qidi survived.

As the best young people in the world, the mind is naturally firm and abnormal. However, after so many things, the three people ’s minds for the Tianshu naturally faded a lot.

Ning Que inherited the uncle's mantle and was able to bring those away from home alive for a long time. He was very satisfied.

Ye Hongyu was seriously injured physically and mentally, and she needed to find a place to rest and recuperate. She was ordered to come to the wilderness to seek defeat. She finally suffered a complete defeat, and she used her will and determination to find the only victory from the defeat. She was able to obtain such rare and precious experience and feelings, so she was also very satisfied.

Mo Shanshan cracked the gate of Mozong Mountain, and realized the formation of the blockade. The harvest was indispensable. More importantly, before the death, she finally bravely said that to Ning Que, although afterwards Neither she nor Ning Que had forgotten that moment, but in fact she was the most satisfied person among the three. ! .