Chapter 1130: Twenty-ninth night

With the clear light falling, Xu Yourong used Shengguang to heal Chen Changsheng.
Then, Chen Changsheng replaced Xiao Zhang Tongmai with a gold needle, and fed him a panacea for relieving blood and clearing the mind.
Xiao Zhang did not thank him, but was very dissatisfied, and said, "What about Zhu Sha Dan? Why not give me a try?"
With the deliberate publicity of the divine priest headed by An Hua and those enthusiastic believers, the whole continent now knows the origin and practice of Zhu Sha Dan.
This kind of precious and miraculous miracle was made by His Majesty the Pope with his own blood.
Xiao Zhang also knows that he just doesn't care much, and he really wants to take your pills.
Chen Changsheng explained: "The bottle made a few days ago has been sent to Songshan Military Mansion. If you want to eat it, you have to wait another ten days."
Now the battle is not up, and Xiao Zhang is very important to the human race now, he does not care.
But Xu Yourong cared about it, maybe it was distressed to Chen Changsheng, or maybe it was because the blood in Chen Changsheng's body was mixed with her blood and could not be separated at all.
In other words, Zhu Shadan has half of him, and she should have half of her. Why should you be alone?
She looked at Xiao Zhang and said, "Are you sure you want to eat?"
Thinking of her previous conversation with the Yanzhishan people, Xiao Zhang suddenly felt a little cold and said, "You treat me as a fart."
Looking at this picture, Wang Po was in a good mood and laughed out loud.
Xiao Zhang sneered and said, "Your fart is also quite loud."
Chen Changsheng asked: "Why are you here?"
This is what Xu Yourong and Xiao Zhang want to know.
Although Mo Shuai didn't show up until the end, the game of black robe itself was no problem.
Xiao Zhang passed back the news through the bear clan, and the Mozu began to hunt down, which was a dozen days ago.
It was these two days that Chen Changsheng received the news.
The sacred domain powerhouses like Mao Qiuyu and Xiang Wang have to face the pressure of the demon army, and they don't know about it at all.
Tonight Xiao Zhang broke through the border, and Mao Qiuyu, Xiang Wang and others should have sensed it.
But the two sides are too far apart, and even the strongest in the sacred realm will not be able to catch up, unless something else is born again.
The most fundamental reason is trust.
Xiao Zhang doesn't like this world, and naturally will not trust this world.
In his eyes, characters like Mao Qiuyu and Xiang Wang were afraid that they would be more dangerous than the masters of the Demon Race.
Just like Su Li did.
Still Chen Changsheng.
Everything happened so fast that he simply had no time to think more.
Even if he knew that the demon might set up, he could only break in.
Why did Wang Po appear?
He left Baidi City, and Xu Yourong left Saint Virgin Peak and came to this grassland because they had a special communication method and had the fastest speed.
This only shows that Wang Po knew the news in advance.
Who told him?
"The night before yesterday, Huo Yunlin went to Tongyuan and brought a letter."
Wang Po said: "That letter came from Luoyang."
Luoyang has a view of Changchun.
Chen Changsheng looked to Wang Po.
Wang Po nodded.
Chen Changsheng was surprised, thinking why Master could know the devil's conspiracy in advance?
"There is a problem with the black robe." Xu Yourong said.
Her final conversation with the Yanzhishan people was to confirm this.
"Now it seems that you have problems with Master. To understand these problems, you may need to go to Luoyang."
The night breeze calmed down, the smoke had condensed, and there was a hint of white in the sky.
The morning light symbolizes that the day is coming.
Wang Po said to Xiao Zhang: "Do you want to go with me?"
The blank paper rustled, it was Xiao Zhang gasping, feeling annoyed.
"I'm not worse than you now, can I use it for you?"
For decades, I really listened to such unreasonable words. Wang Po smiled and didn't take it seriously.
Xiao Zhangguo was still so arrogant and irritable, and his temper was very bad.
Chen Changsheng was curious about how his temperament was thinking of asking for help.
The reason given by Xiao Zhang is very simple, but it is very powerful and even touching.
"I have practiced monastery for decades, without any hesitation, I said that I was extremely hard-working, very hard-working, and even hesitant to get rid of it, and finally reached the present situation. I saw the possibility of crossing that threshold and died at this time. What a pity? Even if I were to die, I had to go over and take a look at the scenery there."
"And if you can’t cross that threshold, it’s tragic to die on the snowy field. It doesn’t matter, but now the human race is about to win, and I’m seeing the possibility of advancing into the sanctuary, then I’m a useful body, how can I Die casually? I have to live more carefully."
If the threshold is crossed, the strong love and hatred, suspicion, pride and indulgence in this world must be put aside for the time being.
Because he needs to live, to live for the human race, in other words, he is no longer himself, at least no longer just himself.
Wang Po was a little comforted, Chen Changsheng was a little emotional, and Xu Yourong was a little silent. I thought that the scenery behind the threshold really had such a great impact on the monks?
The morning breeze is a bit cold, but the atmosphere is a little warm, but Xiao Zhang didn't like it very much.
He likes to be awed and feared, not to be appreciated and liked.
He is accustomed to a life of cool colors. In order to avoid the conversation into a warm spiritual conversation, he changed the subject abruptly.
"Your combined swordsmanship is really amazing."
Xiao Zhang looked at Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong and said.
Although it is a blunt turn of topics, his expression is very serious, because he is telling the truth.
The combined swordsmanship in this sentence refers to the combination of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's double swords, but it is not limited to this, but also includes the cooperation between the two of them and the Yanzhishan people in battle.
The kind of seamless, seamless rotation, as if the stars are reflecting the river, must require the two people's minds to be completely connected.
Everyone knows that Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong are a pair of Taoist compatriots, but everyone knows that communicating with each other has always been the most difficult thing in the world.
Even mother and child, the same robe with life and death, couples who have been married for many years are very difficult to achieve, why can they?
Even people like Xiao Zhang are praising, and Chen Changsheng is a little happy and a little sad.
The first is that this question is not easy to answer, and the second is that tonight's contented mood is a bit bad. He is worried that the wrong answer makes her even more unhappy.
Xiao Zhang looked back and forth between him and Xu Yourong, saying: "Is there any problem between you two?"
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"Is there any problem between you two?"
The starlight fell in the courtyard, turning the blue bricks to silver and the goose-yellow sleeves to yellow.
Looking at the folded sleeves outside the fence, the seven rooms were a little uneasy, clutching their sleeves tightly with both hands.
If it was a few years ago, he should stare at these silver bricks at this time, because he likes silver most.
Otherwise, he should stare at himself. He likes to look at this skirt the most, and likes to look at himself the most.
Since when has everything changed?
Looking at the folded sleeves, Qijian's expression was a bit lonely.
Folded sleeves did not mean to turn around, nor did they directly answer this question.
"Don't think about it, go to bed early, I will come back later."
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The courtyard is on the hillside behind the Qingxia, in front is a grassland, like a beautiful felt under the stars.
There is a small road leading to the depths of the grassland, which should be stepped on by people's feet, and it looks like a white line falling on the felt.
Folded sleeves have stayed here for many years. Although they haven't gotten married to the seven rooms, the entire Lishan Mountain has already defaulted.
It's just that no one can contact Su Li, so this matter can only be dragged on temporarily.
Folded sleeves are still so silent, the lines of the face are softer, and the sleeves and trousers are no longer as short as they were then.
Every few days he would go to Qianshan to listen to the sword sound from the head of Lishan Jianzong. His whim was much better. Although he hadn't recovered, he hadn't had any attacks for years.
His realm has also risen very fast. In the early spring, the peach tree outside the garden fence bloomed overnight, and he finally reached the peak of the Juxing Realm.
Coupled with the special ability brought by the wolf race and the human race, his current combat strength is really terrible. Guan Feibai and Liang Banhu are no longer his opponents. Cabbage is no more than three moves under his hands, even with those. Elder Jiantang played against each other, he didn't have to fall.
To get to this grassland from Lishan, you need to pass the sword way on the Qingxia. During the day, some elders and some disciples come to this grassland to practice swords. At night, the principle of this grass is silence and no one, only him and the seven girls and the girl living on the big tree deep in the grassland.
Looking at the big tree in the distance, his folded eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes sharp.
There is such a big tree in the vast grassland, which is a very strange thing.
The big tree took around ten people to hug it, the surface was very smooth, like there was no bark, there were very few branches, and the number of leaves did not match the size of the big tree until the highest point. It looks a little dense and looks a little bare. If you look at it from a distance, it is really like a sword.
Walking under the big tree, he looked up with folded sleeves.
"You came?"
"You came!"
As if his eyes were sensed, two sounds rang.
The two voices are in no particular order, as if they sounded at the same time, but they are clearly separated from each other, and absolutely will not let people listen to the two sentences as one person.
There was a voice that was crisp and full of spirit, full of surprise.
In addition, the voice was extremely soft and slightly hoarse, and it sounded lazy.
The night breeze flicked and the blue light flowed, and the two women fell beside the folded sleeves.
The two girls are very beautiful, but their dress and style are completely different,
A woman is wearing a plain long dress, and she is very tightly wrapped all over her body. Nothing is exposed. No fat powder is applied. She is facing the sky, beautiful and beautiful. She looks at the folded sleeves with her big eyes. The expression is very innocent and cute. It is carefully pulling the sleeve of the folded sleeve.
In addition, the woman was in a red dress, her hair covered with black hair, and she had a slightly wet feeling. Her eyebrows were picturesque, her eyelashes blinked, and she had a variety of styles. The whole person had crooked into the arms of the folded sleeve. The tall part of the soft bullet seemed to inadvertently squeeze the folded arm.
One is moving, the other is tempting, the other is pure, and the other is tempting. It is hard to resist this temptation in exchange for any man in the world.
Folded sleeves didn't respond, nor did he show hesitation or even disgust like a moral gentleman.
He is not a moral gentleman, and knows these two women, knowing that they are beautiful and beautiful, but they are not real people, but spiritual bodies.
They are the wings of Nanke, called Huicui and Ningqiu.
In Xueling, Nan Ke was seriously injured and suffered a brain attack, and his wings disappeared. Even if it appeared, he could not be an adult.
They did not reappear until one night not long ago, and it was from that night that folded sleeves would often come to this big tree.
The light wing waved silently, and Hua Cui Ningqiu flew up with folded sleeves.
In the eyes of the folded sleeves, the smooth surface of the big tree looks like a continuously moving pavement.
After dozens of feet, there were more branches and more leaves, and the greenery gradually flourished, with a feeling of lushness.
Someone built a tree house on the tree, and there was a three-foot-wide platform in front. Standing there, you should be able to see the sunset over the vast grassland.
Fold sleeves into the tree house.
Nanke squatted on the floor, holding his knees in his left hand, resting his head on his knees, and holding a branch in his right hand, drawing something on the ground.
Hearing the footsteps, she raised her head, looked at the folded sleeve and said, "You are here."
This is a declarative sentence, and there is no emotion, just like her voice, still as straight as before, without any ups and downs.
The distance between her eyes was still wide and her expression was still dull, but it was much better than it was then.
The voiceless sound of Zheng Jian, the head of Lishan Jianzong, is really powerful. In addition to the whim of folding sleeves, it is also very good for her.
Folded sleeves did not talk to her, and asked directly: "Do you want to do it well?"
Because it is too direct, it seems a bit stiff and can also be understood as tough.
Nanke said: "You have asked me for twenty-nine nights in a row."
Folded sleeves said: "You still have a day."
Nanke said: "I haven't figured it out yet."
Folded sleeves were silent for a while, and said: "If the answer is tomorrow, I will kill you."
Nan Ke said: "If you are wary of me, you should tell the people of Lishan Jianzong to join me in killing me. Why come and ask me this question every night?"
Yes, she was awake, just twenty-nine days ago.
That night, Nanke's wings reappeared in the grassland, bringing out a strange and beautiful green light.
Folding the sleeves saw the green light and knew the matter, so he came to the big tree and asked her a question.
Until tonight, Nan Ke could not give the answer he wanted.
"Chen Changsheng entrusted you to me, I have the responsibility to take care of you, I do not want you to die."
Folded sleeves said: "And you are her relatives, if you die in the mountains, she should be very sad."
Nanke put the branch in his hand on the floor and said, "But in the end you will kill me."
Folded sleeves said: "You can stay here."
This is the answer he wanted to hear from Nanke.
Nan Ke quietly looked at the grassland under the night and said, "Human race is about to go to war, of course I have to go back."
Although the hatred between her and the current devil is deep, she is the princess of the devil after all.
"Back to Snow Old Town, you are the enemy."
Folded sleeves said: "So I won't let you go, even if I want to kill you."
Nanke said: "I have to think about it again."
Her voice was still straight, without fluctuations and emotions.
Looking at her quietly, she suddenly said, "Okay."
After finishing the word, he walked outside the tree house.
The branch on the floor suddenly became black and silent, and then became gray.
Between the platforms outside the house, two green light wings flow slowly, ready to launch a raid at any time.
Looking at the back of the folded sleeve, Nan Ke's face did not have any expression, just like looking at a dead man.
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