It was already autumn at this time, and the heavens and the earth were slaughtered, and the roar of the prisoner just now lingered, and it took a while to disappear.

And then there was a suffocating, long silence.

She was not as strong as she had been now, and she could not hear the low, dull sound of the lassoler's neck in the distance.

What's more, Huang Fuming was asking her: "Sister is reluctant?" She has always been soft-hearted, and when she sees mortals being punished for such reasons, she feels bad at this time?

Ning Xiaoxian said lightly: "Why are you reluctant? When their lives come to an end, they can take a good rest." "The path of the living, her path, but there is still a long, long way, and the end is in the deep darkness of the night, and there is still no end in sight.

The living and the dead, she can't say who is happier at this time.

She slowed down and asked, "This kind of person, this kind of thing, how have you been in recent years?"

Huang Fuming's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything, and there was silence in the carriage.

Ning Xiaoxian understood that it wasn't that he didn't want to answer, I'm afraid he couldn't.

Who is Huang Fuming? The god king who is perched high on the top of the Divine Mountain and overlooks the world! The disobedience of the ants and the rebellion of the ants, which of his subordinates dares to report such a trivial matter to the god king?

Besides, it's just a fragile mortal whose life is cheaper than paper, and if there is an earthquake or a hurricane, you don't know how many people will die. As long as the Sanctuary can be kept running as usual, what's the big deal about killing some?

Ning Xiaoxian closed his eyes, and the sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth only flashed: "Go straight ahead for a hundred zhang, turn right and take thirty steps, then go left into the path, and go to the end." I remember there was a tofu shop with a single door, and when I looked at it, it was still there. ”

Huang Fuming gave an order, and the cart immediately walked in the direction she had set.

After a while, Zhuo Lan's voice came from outside: "Niangniang, this shop is still there." ”

The car door opened gently, Huang Fuming accompanied Ning Xiaoxian down, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a tofu shop hidden in the alley, the shop was small and inconspicuous, that is, the size of a door, the door cracks and floor tiles were covered with moss, and the stone steps were also broken, and they were repaired with two broken bricks. Two small square tables were thrown at the door, and a few maza were scattered around the tables.

Its location is too remote to survive the war.

The owner of the tofu shop was a thin middle-aged man, looking at the barge cart with a frightened face. Ning Xiaoxian stepped forward and said to him, "Four bowls of soy milk." ”

Although this tofu shop is inconspicuous, it has been in business in Donghu Town for more than 400 years, and the soy products made have a mellow taste. Although there are many people who know how to make tofu, and even the amount of ingredients is exactly the same, it tastes different from person to person. This is the most popular in Donghu Town, and Ning Xiaoxian has come to Guangcheng Palace several times, and he has to come here to drink a bowl of soy milk, and he will eat two hemp balls.

At that time, she was always accompanied by her for a long time......

The soy milk was served, and the stoneware bowl was filled with four bowls, steaming hot.

She picked up a bowl, saluted the West, and then gently splashed it on the ground.

If so, a total of three bowls and three respects.

The first bowl, respect Guangchengzi.

His era was the most glorious era of Guangcheng Palace, he suppressed the Yin Nine Shadows, and his cultivation and achievements reached the peak of human monks, but he ended up with hatred, died quietly, and taught people to sigh.

The second bowl, to Nangong Zhen. This old man did his best for Guangcheng Palace, and although he finally died in the heavenly tribulation, he had already purified his soul before the last tribulation came.

Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, and good is great.

The third bowl is dedicated to all the victims on the land boundary of Guangcheng Palace. This immortal sect was also controlled by the demon Yin Jiuyou, and made a lot of big mistakes, but in the face of the barbarian invasion, he was unambiguous, and used the power of the whole sect to justify his name with blood.

Also, the death row prisoner in Donghu Town, the shopkeeper of Lujiabang's restaurant, Wang Cripple, and countless mortals who have disappeared and she doesn't even know their names and identities......

Ning Xiaoxian raised the last bowl, drank it slowly, and then put down five taels of silver on the table: "Two more hemp balls, wrap them and take them away." ”

The shopkeeper looked at her timidly: "Girl, you can't buy sesame seeds, so ......"

"Then there are two hemp balls, no sesame seeds. ”

……

The hot hemp balls were wrapped in oiled paper and held in her hands.

But before she got into the car, a person turned into the path from the entrance of the alley.

This alley is like a pocket, the mouth is tight and loose, Zhuo Lan can drive the beast cart from the other side, but the mouth of the alley in front can only accommodate three people side by side. So when he walked in, he couldn't help but be stunned when he raised his eyes, but he didn't expect that a big car could be squeezed out of this alley. But when he and Huang Fuming, who was standing outside the car door, looked at each other, both of them were stunned.

Huang Fuming didn't expect to meet this person in such an inconspicuous alley, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curved: "Temuhan, long time no see!"

When he walked in, it turned out to be Shaduret Muhan, nonsense!

The two beautiful men stood opposite each other, just like twin stars, and even the cramped and old alley with potholes seemed to be clean and bright.

Wu Mu also nodded to him and said, "Why is the God King here?" but his gaze swept over the cart, slightly confused.

Although this beast cart is magnificent, but the god king himself comes and goes suddenly, where do you need to travel in the cart? There should be another distinguished guest here?

There are not many people who can make the gods and kings worship and accompany them in person.

However, the door of the car had been closed, and the cart itself had been spelled by the God King, and even his divine thoughts could not be swept away.

Huangfu Ming bowed to the tofu shop: "Accompany someone to drink soy milk." ”

The people in the car have a lot of face.

Without waiting for Wu Yu to think about it, Huang Fuming knocked on the car door and said with a smile: "Sister, there is an acquaintance here, but you want to come down to catch up?"

Woo's pupils shrank. At this point, he will no longer be able to guess who is sitting in the car, and he will lose his wisdom.

But there was no reaction in the carriage, as if it was empty.

Huang Fuming coughed lightly: "She's tired, probably asleep, why don't you ......" Sister didn't give Wu Mu face, but he was a little happy in his heart. There is a gap when there is a comparison, at least Ning Xiaoxian is not the worst for him.

I was still drinking soy milk here just now, and I can fall asleep in the blink of an eye? Wu Mujun's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, and he interrupted him loudly: "This trophy is always won by us together, but the God King doesn't plan to let me take a look?"

Three years ago, the three major forces of the barbarians came out of the divine realm and fought against Changtian, Xuhyun and others fiercely before they brought over the hourglass hidden by Guangde. However, after Ning Xiaoxian fell into the emperor's pocket, she was hidden in the snow, and neither Maha Tian nor Shadulie's divine realm saw her again.

It seems that it can't be justified.