Jing Yunguang and the bright girl walked out of the passage side by side.

They were of course the first to come out of this passage.

Han Shuibian glanced at Jiang Ning, who was already standing in the inner city, and was not the slightest surprised, she had always known his talent and talent in swordsmanship.

didn't turn around, his eyes still fell on Jiang Ning, but the voice of the voice came into Jing Yunguang's ears.

"You could have gone faster. ”

Jing Yunguang grinned, "Aren't you the same?"

The bright girl opened her mouth and was about to say something, but Jing Yunguang, who was wearing a golden silk robe, interrupted calmly: "You have your intentions, and I also have mine." ”

Han Shuibian smiled helplessly, and solemnly looked at the eyes of the golden-clothed young man: "I can't give you anything." ”

Jing Yunguang smiled, his expression was still as calm as water, and he looked back at the girl in front of him with the same serious expression, "I don't lack anything." ”

I lack nothing but you.

Han Shuibian didn't pay attention to Jing Yunguang beside him, and the young man in gold also stopped with interest and didn't walk side by side with her anymore.

The bright girl walked straight in front of Jiang Ning, her eyes were soft and with some nostalgia.

The spirit shadow had already swept through the entire Cloud City no less than ten times, and Jiang Ning still hadn't been able to find Su Que's figure.

But intuition never reasoned with people, and in the dark, he just knew she was coming.

"Que'er," Jiang Ning muttered softly, he didn't know why Su Que was reluctant to show up, but he wasn't too anxious at the moment.

Since you are here, you must participate in the big competition, and since you are participating in the big competition, you will show up sooner or later.

After all, if you watch Dabi and stay in Qingque Mountain, you can do it, and Nangong Que will definitely not let her own disciples come all the way to this Cloud City because of such a boring thing.

In a trance, a familiar feeling came to his heart, and when he came back to his senses, the bright girl was already standing in front of him and looked at it for a long time.

Jiang Ning choked in his throat, and suddenly felt an urge to take her in his arms.

Falling down the wind cliff, losing Qingluan, and being seriously injured and fleeing, it seems that everything can cut the relationship between the two of them to pieces.

But every time he saw her, Jiang Ning felt how vulnerable his previous seemingly rock-solid determination was.

Thousands of complaints, all kinds of doubts, blurted out just five short words: "What are you going to do." ”

Alienated and raw.

The girl looked at Jiang Ning's cold expression, and suddenly a heavy rain burst the embankment in her heart, breaking down the defense line she thought was extremely solid.

Just a moment before the tears flowed out, in the inner city, on the square, a light and shadow of Senluo suddenly flashed under everyone's feet.

"I just wanted to come and see you, stand by your side, and talk to you. ”

Simple couldn't be simpler, but she had blood in her throat and couldn't say anything.

Except to escape from afar, Han Shuibian didn't know what else he could do.

Just when Senluo Void Land appeared, Han Shuibian changed his form and wanted to hide in the crowd, when he suddenly had a hand

and took her hand.

Familiar temperature, familiar touch.

The two hands were just so simple to hold, but it was as if there was blood flowing in each other's bodies.

The bright girl trembled her shoulders and didn't turn around, but just desperately tried to pull her hand out of Jiang Ning's hand, but she couldn't.

Before the Mirror Sea Trial, Jiang Ning faintly realized that his Qingxuan falling off the cliff was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. After the trial, he always wanted to find an opportunity to meet his master Tong Zhi or teach Mu Qi.

It's just that his current cultivation is too low, and once his guess is wrong, he will completely fall into the hands of Qing Xuan, and he will never be able to turn over, so he doesn't dare to take action for a long time.

As for Han Shisha, Jiang Ning felt that she was just a misguided chess piece, and it was very likely that she might not know about the loss of "The Wood Emperor Sutra" at all.

But according to the current situation, Jiang Ning could see that she must know something.

With a sudden force, the body of the bright girl was brought into his arms.

Holding Han Shisha with both hands, Jiang Ning lowered his head slightly, staring at her clear eyes like water, and his voice was full of hope: "I know, you must have some kind of trouble, right?"

Han Shuisha didn't speak, just closed his eyes and quietly felt the warmth of this moment.

The withered yellow palm fell from the sky, and the target was Jiang Ning's back.

In the crowd, the thin figure wearing a black hat was hiding in the corner and looked sad, when he suddenly saw someone slashing at Jiang Ning with a thunderous palm, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and his feet moved, and the smoke and dust disappeared in place.

Faster than her is her sword.

It was a long, narrow-bladed sword with a blood groove.

The long sword was originally hidden in the sheath, and after the withered yellow palm phantom was broken in two, the long sword was still in the sheath.

Draw the sword, draw the sword, and collect the sword.

The sword is hard to see, only the wind groans under the feet.

The corners of Jiang Ning's mouth hooked up a smile, and he gently let go of Han Shisha, and ignored Jing Yunguang, who suddenly killed him, but chuckled at a corner of the crowd: "This woman, you lost your spoon!"

"You are talking nonsense," Que'er's figure appeared in front of Jiang Ning in the blink of an eye, glanced at Han Shisha behind him, and said with a small mouth: "The spoon is the master's finch tail feathers, and it has long been taken back." ”

Immediately after, he seemed to realize that he had been calculated by this annoying guy, and glared at Jiang Ning viciously.

"Hmph, stinky rascal, I haven't seen you for a long time, and there are so many more women around you," Su Que snorted coldly, don't look over her head and stop looking at Jiang Ning's face.

Jiang Ning was also a little embarrassed when she heard this, when the two separated, in addition to herself, there were only Hongshuang and a kapok who had just come in in the small world, and now, hey, don't mention it.

Just as he was about to walk over to explain something, Su Que walked away a few steps and deliberately kept a distance from Jiang Ning, stretched out his little hand, held it in front of him, and counted it sourly: "Let me take a look, the eldest aunt is too Xiaoshuang, the second aunt is too kapok, and the third aunt is too four."

Auntie, fifth aunt..."

"No, no, really," Jiang Ning hurriedly explained, "Aren't I joking?"

Que'er suddenly turned cold, her bright eyes looked directly into Jiang Ning's eyes, and said, "What about Chen Qingping?"

As he spoke, Su Que pointed to the bright woman who was still standing behind Jiang Ning, and tears dripped down: "And her, what do you say?"

Seeing that Jiang Ning's form had become tense, Zhu Ji and Ji Shiyu also rushed over.

Han Yong held the black big sword behind his back in his hand, and Sen Leng's karmic fire burned fiercely, blocking Jing Yunguang's face.

Ji Shiyu just walked over with his arms crossed, with a gloating smile.

Zhu Zhu ran over with a fart, ignored Jiang Ning, smiled with a fat face, and shouted 'sister-in-law' to Su Que when he came up.

Jiang Ning patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, this is careful, he has just mentioned his throat, he is afraid that Su Que will not be able to think of a knife to cut him in two, and he will have no place to cry.

Fortunately, Zhu Ji, the fat man, relieved him at a critical time, and the sister-in-law softened Que'er's heart at the first time, and a trace of blush appeared on his face that had lost a lot of grace, but there were still crystal teardrops.

In order not to let Jiang Ning find out, the black peach blossom step shake and the bead earrings given by Li Ping'an did not dare to wear them, and between the pear blossoms and the rain, it seemed that he had returned to the appearance of the small cabin behind the hill.

Jiang Ning's heart was sour, and he reached out to wipe away the tears on the girl's cheeks, and immediately new tears flowed down.

Rub again, flow again.

Su Que's tears were like a flood that broke the embankment, and the more they wiped it, the more it flowed out.

The two stood opposite each other, one weeping and the other wiping tears.

Rubbing, rubbing, flowing, Que'er burst into tears, and the whole person shrank in Jiang Ning's arms tremblingly.

"I thought you didn't want me anymore. ”

Jiang Ning gently patted the girl's back, her body shook slightly, but a trace of pain and confusion flashed in her eyes.

This is not what he wants, he only wants a sword in his hand, and he only wants one person by his side.

Han Shuibian, Su Que, Chen Qingping.

He began to wonder who he was in his heart.

On the high platform of the inner city, Dongfang Key frowned, as the young master of the Lanque Gate, she was not allowed to have personal feelings for men, and her behavior had obviously crossed the line.

"I'm afraid of lovesickness, I'm lovesick, and when it's my turn to be lovesick, there's nowhere to say goodbye, and there is a hint between my eyebrows. ”

The north wind blew, and the bright girl looked at the two people hugging each other in front of her, and suddenly felt a little cold, tightened her sleeves, and walked away.

(End of chapter)