Smelling and eating, Jiang Ning really ate the smell of from the stinky tofu.

At this time, his stomach juice was churning, and there were only a few words in his heart that lingered repeatedly:

stinks, stinks, stinks!

On the smooth forehead, there are green tendons on both sideburns.

Jiang Ning didn't know where the perseverance came from, so he forcibly swallowed the stinky tofu in his mouth bit by bit.

Goodong, goodong, Jiang Ning's Adam's apple squirmed up and down, and the mysterious power behind it couldn't be pushed, seeing that the bodies of him and Han Shisha were about to be squeezed together, and when they were about to make adult meat dumpling filling, the mysterious power disappeared suddenly, and when Jiang Ning turned around, he saw Han Shisha swallowing the last piece of his mouth with an ugly face.

Jiang Ning smiled, reached out and hugged Han Shuisha, who was sweating on his forehead, into his arms, and gently patted the back of the bright girl as if comforting.

The figure of the third woman had disappeared with his little black pot when the two of them began to chew the stinky tofu.

And Jiang Ning teased in bitterness: "Although we haven't eaten, we can be regarded as having eaten, the most smelly in the world, I think it tastes like this, right?"

Jiang Ning said as he belched at the air, and said with a triumphant smile: "It's worth it, it's really worth it!"

The bright girl in her arms couldn't help but roll her eyes, but she felt a little funny for a while when she heard the words, but as soon as her lips opened, a stench came out of her throat uncontrollably, and she couldn't help but burp.

Han Shuisha's face was red to the root of his ears, and he immediately buried his little head in Jiang Ning's arms, refusing to show his face alive or dead.

What a shame!

Jiang Ning's hands were slightly forced, hugging Han Shuisha's soft body tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his own flesh and blood.

Suddenly, the 'sword' was angry, hooked the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but sigh: "Man, if you can meet a woman who is willing to accompany you in this life, even if you are a little bad to her, you will feel that you are committing a crime." ”

Although Jiang Ning was teasing, tears couldn't help but slip down from the corners of his eyes, dripping on Han Shisha's shoulder.

Men don't flick when they have tears, and they should cry when they should cry.

"Look at your smug look!" Han Shuisha smiled lightly, but he was a little choked up when he spoke.

Childhood sweethearts, branched, broken mirror reunion.

is a simple twelve words, but it made her taste the ups and downs of the world.

Jiang Ning is a man in the end, an excellent man.

Without himself by his side, there will be Su Que, and there will be Chen Qingping.

But she is just herself, without Jiang Ning, she has nothing.

Qingxuan Dao Sect, the unspeakable day and night of Jumang Hall and Tingfeng Cliff, deceived and betrayed Jiang Ning's difficult choice, she didn't know how long she hesitated, how long she struggled, and how long she delayed.

But from the beginning to the end, she understood that she had no other choice at all.

Even if Jiang Ning accepted her again at this moment, and

And he didn't care about that matter anymore, Han Shuisha knew that he still paid the price.

Su Que and Chen Qingping are the price.

If she didn't have to do something like that at that time, Jiang Ning would always be Jiang Ning of her Han hookah alone.

The bright girl wrapped her arms around Jiang Ning's waist tightly, feeling the warmth coming from his chest, Han Shuisha only felt that the happiness and grievances in his heart were mixed together, and it rolled into a long twist, I didn't know how to say it, and I didn't know who to talk to, but I just burst into tears, stood in the center of the stone platform, and cried loudly, and couldn't stop for a long time.

Jiang Ning had never seen such a Han hookah, and he was a little at a loss for a while, so he had to hug her tighter, his body shook slightly rhythmically, and his mouth gently sang a minor tune deep in his memory:

Cotton floats, cotton floats, sticking to the daughter's waist.

Cotton floats, cotton floats, sticking to the daughter's waist.

Weave cotton jackets, decorate cotton robes, and the weather is cold and does not freeze the waist.

Weave cotton jackets, decorate cotton robes, and the weather is cold and does not freeze the waist.

Compared with the three Li Yue, Jiang Ning is a five-tone incomplete, but compared to the eldest brother Tang Nan, the tone that comes out of his mouth can barely reach his ears.

As time passed, Han Shisha's mood gradually stabilized.

She knew that she was different from Su Que and Chen Qingping, there were some things that she couldn't and couldn't be open and honest with Jiang Ning, and even said it, except for sighing, it was probably useless.

The bright girl understood early on that there are some things, even the closest and most beloved person, can not empathize, or even understand, at this time, you can only hide everything in your heart, and digest it slowly bit by bit.

Han Shisha is not Su Que or a poor girl, her mood is a little stable, she quickly took out a handkerchief from the cuff, carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, the soft lips from the middle of her nose to the center of her upper lip rolled slightly, and there were still some tears at the moment.

Jiang Ning was not too dirty, so he directly grabbed a clean sleeve corner and gently wiped it little by little.

is different from the idealization of Que'er and the simplicity of a poor girl, looking at the crying Han hookah in front of her, Jiang Ningqing clearly knows that she and herself are the same person from head to toe.

If you love someone as if you are loving yourself, then you are separated and broken as if you were breaking off your hands and feet.

Some people are like poison to others, but if the poison is really cured one day, that person will not be able to live.

Jiang Ning didn't know what Han Shuisha was crying about, but he knew that even if the woman in front of him stabbed himself in the chest, he wouldn't let her go anymore.

The rolling warm current began to rise from the bellies of Jiang Ning and the bright girl, and before he could fully comprehend the true meaning of the space contained in the trace of spatial gray matter, Jiang Ning was overjoyed to realize that the alien spatial energy in his dantian had strangely dissolved a small part of it after the warm current entered the sea of qi along the meridians.

Although it was only a small part, Jiang Ning felt that it was in the dantian

The feeling of depression that made him extremely uncomfortable weakened a lot for a while, and even the breathing that carried his whole body became smoother.

The warm current flowed along the meridians into the acupuncture points full of star power in his body, and the speed of the rotation of the star power cyclone began to increase in a weak but even rhythm, due to the disappearance of the cultivation barrier between the Star Pole Realm and the Law Domain Realm, Jiang Ning almost came to the sixth order naturally.

Different from the cultivation of spiritual power, it seems that each great realm has some special abilities or manifestations, Jiang Ning's cultivation of star power has reached this point, and the first five major realms are just a simple accumulation of power.

It's not that spiritual power is inferior to star power, it's just that the spiritual power is relatively light and active, and the nourishment of the body is more focused on the growth of the source of life and the activity of muscles in the body, and the enhancement of physical endurance.

After cultivating to the next level, a rule force that was so powerful that Jiang Ning was completely unable to resist at this moment pushed away the bright girl in his arms almost instantly, enveloping Jiang Ning's whole person in it.

The advancement of star power usually has no movement at all, let alone the breakthrough of the great realm of spiritual power, and there will be rules shrouded every time, but this time, the rules and the like are not only like the advancement of spiritual power, falling directly from the sky, but there are more of them, from the distant, vast and dark cosmic starry sky above the head, passing through the barriers of the world, and landing directly on Jiang Ning's body.

With a touch of the blessing of the soul, Jiang Ning found that in the palm of his hand, there was a seven-story small tower that was transparent and seemed to have water flowing inside.

Jiang Ning was thinking to himself there, would this small tower change in size with his mind like a spiritual weapon, but the thoughts in his head moved 108,000 times, and the small tower should be as big as it should be, and he couldn't help but touch his nose, a little embarrassed.

"The Sixth Order is worthy of being the biggest watershed before becoming an immortal, and even the Star Power Realm has undergone strange changes. Jiang Ning muttered to himself in his heart, and was thinking about sending his thoughts back to the dantian and asking what the Warm Heart Divine Tree was, but found that the body of the Divine Tree was wrapped in a layer of white mist, and the Yuan Shen fluctuated extremely slowly, obviously falling into a deep sleep.

Jiang Ning just stood in place and tinkered with the small tower for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what the use of this thing he had cultivated, so he had to move his mind and take the small tower back.

Then, something even more surprising happened to him.

The small tower did not return to the sea of qi along the meridians, nor did it drill into those acupoints full of star power, but instead went up against the current, disappeared in a flash, and drilled into Jiang Ning's mud pill palace.

As soon as the small tower entered the Mud Pill Palace, a powerful suction force came out from the small door on the first floor of the tower, and Jiang Ning's Yuan Shen was sucked into it by the mysterious small tower before he could resist.

The sudden change really scared Jiang Ning, he thought that he was going to be played to death by the things he cultivated, but when the primordial god was really received into the small tower, Jiang Ning found that his control of the outside world and his body's perception ability had not been lost, but in the dark, there was a sense of peace of mind that was protected.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "One Inch of Mountains and Rivers" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~