Sangsang is a little maid.

Sangsang is not an ordinary little maid.

She has an amazing memory, and from the moment she began to count, she can easily remember all the numbers she has seen, which can be collectively testified by the soldiers and civilians of Weicheng.

She is very intelligent, which can be testified by Chen Pipi, who has walked out of the old pen several times, and Chen Pipi is a genius who has been jointly certified by Haotian Daomen and Chang'an Academy.

The reason why Sang Sang often seems a little clumsy or even dull is not that her brain is really bad, in Ning Que's words, she is just a little lazy and too lazy to think about many things.

Ning Que knew more than anyone else in this world about Sangsang's special features, such as her intelligence and her unique abilities, but in the past ten years, he hadn't thought about it at all, let alone touched these special things about Sangsang.

It was an instinctive choice.

Because he couldn't understand that he had picked up a little baby girl in the corpse pile on the side of Huangtian Road in Hebei County, but the little girl seemed to have some secrets hidden in her, and he was a little faintly afraid.

It wasn't until the Great Priest of Bright escaped from Xiling, came to Chang'an City, and accepted Sang Sang as an apprentice, and Sang Sang became the best candidate for the next Great Priest of Bright in the Xiling Temple, that Ning Que understood that this was the trace of fate imprinted on Sang Sang's body, and this was the fate of the little baby girl back then.

Fate and secrets have appeared in front of him, then he is no longer afraid, he can only admit and accept, in the past six months, Ning Que no longer dodge, but began to cultivate training or explore Sangsang's potential in cultivation.

Today, there is a thunderstorm on the shore of Yanming Lake.

Sangsang stood on the edge of the cliff at the top of the peak, holding a big black umbrella, saying that he felt everything.

Two years ago, during the journey from Weicheng to Chang'an City, the old man Lu Qingchen once told Ning Que that when a cultivator first realized it, the range of heaven and earth vitality that he could feel represented the cultivator's qualifications, and it could even predict that he would be able to go to the step of cultivation in the future.

Some cultivators can feel a pond, some cultivators can feel a lake, as powerful as the Sword Saint Liu Bai when he realizes the Dao, he feels a big river.

What Ning Que felt was a warm ocean, but he never said this to anyone, because even he didn't believe that his cultivation potential would be stronger than that of Sword Saint Liu Bai, in fact, all kinds of stories on the way to his cultivation later proved that his feelings seemed to be a little biased.

Sang Sang said at this time that she sensed everything, which did not mean that she was stronger than Liu Bai, but that it meant something else, only Ning Que and her could understand.

"You're going to try it now?"

Sangsang handed him the big black umbrella.

Ning Que took the big black umbrella, and there was rain between his palm and the handle of the umbrella.

The telekinesis slowly released the sea of knowledge, crossed into the handle of the big black umbrella through the palm of the hand, and then quietly covered the oily umbrella surface of the big black umbrella, passed through the majestic rainstorm, and spread towards the Yanming Lake under the cliff.

Ning Que also felt a lot.

He felt the jumping and uneasy boiling lake hit by the rainstorm, he felt the lotus leaves crackling in the lotus field and the uneasy drum-like faces, he felt the frightened frogs under the lotus leaves, and he felt the small iron cans like stones in the depths of the lake.

Ning Que looked up at the sky, the black umbrella leaned back, and the torrential rain suddenly wet his body.

The dark clouds in the sky rolled and squeezed, and after the black clouds were black clouds, countless rains poured down from the layers of black clouds, looking like countless old black snakes were biting wildly.

Suddenly, an extremely thick and straight lightning bolt crossed the entire sky from the northwest over Chang'an City without warning, instantly tearing through the rolling rain clouds.

The thunder came later, exploding over Yanming Lake.

Rumble!

I don't know if it was the power of thunder and lightning, or if something else happened, the water of Yanming Lake suddenly fluctuated, the water splashed everywhere, and the lotus branches shook violently, as if they would break at any time.

Ning Que looked down at the surface of the lake that was surging like a fountain, looked at the waves and stumps that gradually dispersed towards the shore of the lake, and suddenly said, "Yes." ”

Sangsang wiped the rain from his face and did not speak.

After that terrifying lightning, the sky seemed to officially begin to be angry, and lightning came one after another, shining pale from time to time in Chang'an City, which was originally pressed to pitch black by black clouds, and the dull thunder did not stop at all, and exploded continuously, not giving the people in the city the slightest respite.

In the midst of the violent thunder, Ning Que held a black umbrella, looked at the north shore of Yanming Lake, and said something, but because the thunder was too loud and the rainstorm was too wild, only he could hear it.

He pointed to the courtyard on the north shore and said, "Start in the courtyard." ”

He pointed to the shaky lake and said, "Continue in the lake." ”

Then he looked at Sangsang, and then at the Yanming peak at his feet, and said, "End here." ”

Sang Sang took the big black umbrella from his hand and said, "You can't let him go up the mountain." ”

Ning Que was silent for a moment and then said: "I'll try my best, if there is still no way to kill him in the lake and not let him go up the mountain, then I will go down the mountain." ”

Sang Sang said: "What should I do if you go down the mountain?"

Ning Que said, "You are watching me from the mountain. ”

Sangsang said, "I can help you. ”

"You can definitely help me, but that was before I went down the mountain, and I believe that there will definitely be a lot of people coming to see that day, such as the second senior brother, so you are safe. ”

After Ning Que said this, he walked down the mountain.

The torrential rain in midsummer came rough and abruptly, and it went neatly, without the slightest reluctance, and when Ning Que and Sang Sang walked to the shore of the lake at the foot of the mountain, the rain stopped.

The rain rests, and the boat returns.

Ning Que picked up the boat with one hand and dumped the rainwater that had accumulated in the cabin.

The boat roamed again on the calm Yanming Lake.

After a rainstorm, the air on the lake becomes extremely clean and fresh, and the summer heat is swept away, and the lake breeze fills the lake with the slightly sweet smell of broken green branches.

The boat sailed into a corner of the lotus field.

Here the lotus branches are broken, the lotus flowers are broken, and the lake water is turbid, and it looks very miserable.

The thunder and lightning on the heavenly dome, no matter how powerful it is, cannot cause such a picture.

On the lotus leaves floating on the lake, some traces of iron slag can be faintly seen.

Ning Que looked at the broken lotus branches in the lake, and said with a smile: "Keep the residual lotus...... Listen to the thunder. ”

………… Tuyang City is located in the northeast border of the Tang Dynasty, according to the Min Mountain, near the wasteland, even in the middle of summer is also extremely cool, after the summer rain is gradually abundant, but rarely can hear thunder.

The rain is getting more, it does not mean that this place can be like the south, digging the lake and planting lotus, only the general's mansion has a lotus pond in Tuyang City, only a few people can see the residual lotus, naturally there will not be too many people in this border city will be like the poet and scribe to the residual lotus.

However, when the people in Tuyang City saw the remnants of the Tang cavalry in the meadow outside the city, they had to be shocked and emotional, and even shocked to the point of speechlessness.

For many years, the Tang army has basically not suffered any losses, and the Northeast Frontier Army commanded by General Xiahou has never lost a battle, why is the cavalry outside the city a remnant?

Actually, this is just a misunderstanding that is not wonderful.

The Tang cavalry on the meadow outside Tuyang City did not defeat the battle in the wasteland, but they traveled thousands of miles, their armor was stained with ash, the horses were tired and the people were tired, and the most important thing was that everyone's faces were full of numb expressions, and the team was filled with an atmosphere of decay, so it was mistaken for the remnants of the army.

The reason why the Tang Dynasty soldiers were numb was the barren man in the mountains and forests not far away.

The man's leather robe was already in tatters, blood mixed with dust, smeared on the clothes he had stolen from nowhere, and he looked so tired that he could even collapse at any moment.

is such a seriously injured man, following the Tang cavalry, from the depths of the wasteland, all the way to the outside of Tuyang City, and never fell.

The Tang cavalry looked at the man in the distance, their expressions were very numb, and there was even some awe in their eyes.

In the past few days, that man has always followed the Tang cavalry, always ready to rush to the camp to assassinate General Xiahou, he tried seventeen times, failed seventeen times, but he always persisted.

It's not that the Tang cavalry didn't want to kill that man, but that man used his strength and perseverance to prove that he was difficult to kill, especially when the Tang ** people didn't want to pay the price of burning jade.

Sniping and counter-sniping, violent attacks and encirclement, in this long journey, happened constantly, and then ended silently, that man could not kill General Xiahou.

Xiahou and the invincible cavalry under his command could not kill the man.

There were too many times, and all the Tang cavalry, even the proudest generals, were a little numb in the face of the powerful man who was already like a beggar.

The sound of horses' hooves arose, and the vigilant cavalry split a road.

Xiahou galloped over, looking at Tang on the meadow in the distance, without any emotion on his face.

In the past few days, the Tang cavalry tried every means to trap and kill this Demon Sect powerhouse, and almost succeeded a few times, but was finally escaped by the other party, and Tang also had several chances to successfully get close to Xiahou, forcing Xiahou to start a fierce battle with him.

Xiahou is not fighting alone, he has countless cavalry as escorts, so in this continuous battle, after all, Tang will fall into absolute disadvantage.

Now Tang has been seriously injured, and he does not have the demeanor of a strong man of the Demon Sect at all, more like a poor beggar, but Tang is not dead, and Tang still insists on killing him.

Xiahou was also injured a lot, and the armor made by the academy on his body was finally officially destroyed the day before yesterday under the invasion of the demonic blood-colored giant knife in Tang's hand.

"Behind me is Tuyang City. ”

Xia Hou looked at Tang on the meadow in the distance, and said indifferently: "You don't have a chance." ”

Don said, "I said you were old. ”

Xia Hou said: "I also said that the words of old age and frailty are meaningless to you and me. ”

Tang said: "The problem is that your heart is old, from the moment you decide to say goodbye to old age, you are really old, old is weak, if Tuyang City is a hundred miles away, you will definitely die in my hands." ”

Xiahou was silent and found that what the other party said was right.

"But I own Tuyang City, and I have countless iron knights loyal to me. ”

Xiahou said: "And you are only one person. ”

Tang said: "If you could understand that fighting is a one-man affair after all, or you wouldn't have made so many mistakes, you wouldn't be as old as you are now. ”

In the middle of summer, the grass grows and the eagle flies.

There were countless wounds on Tang's body, and the blood was still dripping, and when it fell on the grass, it began to burn.

Xia Hou blocked his lips with his fist and began to cough, blood spilling from his fingers, like a wounded eagle on the rock wall.

Eagles are generally called eagles.

It's just that eagles can grow old, but people can't grow old.