Of course, Nguyen knew what was in that purse, which was the peace charm she had asked Master Tzu Yun from Kinkakuji Temple.

She remembered that the peace charm was different from the others, it was a small piece of gold.

Nangong Ling nodded to the clothes that had been changed next to him: "You go and take it out, in my close-fitting clothes." ”

Ruan Yanluo was puzzled to explore, Fang took it out, and was stunned, the thin gold sheet was originally written with the word "peace" in a small seal in the center, but now the position in the middle of peace and peace has been dented, and it has been directly pierced by something.

Ruan Yanluo suddenly thought of the dagger that Mei Xianxian inserted into Nangong Ling's chest.

Nangong Ling had already put on his own clothes, came over and walked around her and gently stroked the small piece of gold, and said, "Thanks to it, otherwise, this king may be really lucky this time." ”

That day, Mei Xianxian suddenly made a difficulty, and a knife pierced Nangong Ling's heart, the strength was very strong, fortunately it was blocked by the small gold piece, but Rao was like this, or three points into the flesh, and the severe pain of the heart pulse injury made Nangong Ling lose the ability to react for a while, so that when Mei Xianxian pierced again, she could only side her body sideways, avoiding the vital parts.

The second knife was inserted into the abdomen, and it was extremely deep, and the next few knives Nangong Ling had already eased up, but the injury was too serious, and the place in the basket was too small, so there was no way to dodge, so he was still stabbed by Mei Xianxian, but although he was pierced, most of them were only skin injuries, far less severe than the first two knives.

In this way, the most serious wound on his body was actually the wound of the second knife in the abdomen, and the fatal first knife was fortunately dodged because of the peace charm.

Nangong Ling's hand touched Ruan Yanluo's hand all the way to her cheek from the gold plate, and turned her face around: "Xiaoyu, you must be the lucky star of this king, you see, with you, everything in this king has turned evil into good fortune." ”

Nangong Ling didn't want Ruan Yanluo to be sad for him, so he deliberately said it to tease Ruan Yanluo, but who would have thought that Ruan Yanluo not only didn't laugh when he heard it, but tears fell more quickly and fiercely.

What lucky stars? When she didn't come, Nangong Ling stayed well in the north, although the local environment was a little worse, but she was also at ease and happy, even Emperor Sheng An didn't dare to do anything to him.

But after she came, he repeatedly compromised for her, and even beat her up, such a proud person, but he was pressed in front of everyone on the Jinluan Palace, Ruan Yanluo couldn't help but feel distressed for Nangong Ling as long as he thought about it. Later, he confronted Emperor Sheng An head-on, and he didn't care about his identity and status, and took her away to fly away.

After the bloody night in Kyoto, Nangong Ling suffered even more, running back and forth again and again, trying her best to torture again and again, all for her.

Where is she Nangong Ling's lucky star, it is clear that she is a disaster star.

But Nangong Ling only remembered her little goodness, obviously she was so seriously injured, but she didn't care at all, she just thought about her love.

Thinking like this, Ruan Yanluo cried even harder.

Nangong Ling was a little big for a while, Ruan Yanluo really didn't cry often, even if the people around him left one by one, at most they would only have red eyes, gritted their teeth, and then retaliated unceremoniously, but they didn't see each other for a few days, how did they become a tear doll?

He had never seen such Ruan Yanluo, and he didn't know how to deal with it, but he felt very distressed when he saw her tearful eyes and crying breathlessly.

He thought about it, suddenly clutched his chest, and let out a groan, Ruan Yanluo was immediately attracted to attention, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?" Does the wound hurt? Let's hurry out and let us take a look at them one by one! ”

A person like Nangong Ling, even if he really stabbed the sword through his body, he wouldn't frown, he didn't feel pain when he cut his flesh from the wound before, how could he feel pain at this time?

It's just to divert Ruan Yanluo's attention.

But of course he wouldn't say anything about this kind of thing, so he nodded very obediently and let Ruan Yanluo help him out.

Lu Xiuyi waited outside in the morning, and when he saw this, he hurriedly went to treat Nangong Ling, Nangong Ling was really injured, especially the wound in the abdomen, although Nangong Ling had simply dealt with it, but there was still some carrion, which turned outward with whiteness, looking very terrifying.

Lu Xiu frowned as soon as he looked at this wound, this wound was very heavy, and it had been soaked in water for so long, I don't know if the internal organs inside were injured, if the internal organs were injured, it would be troublesome.

However, when he finished examining the wound, he showed a surprised expression on his face, stared at Nangong Ling and said, "Lord Wang......"

Nangong Ling didn't move, and said indifferently: "It's also a blessing in disguise." ”

It turned out that Lu Xiuyi investigated and found that Nangong Ling not only did not hurt his internal organs, but was full of energy, and the qi in his body seemed to be better than before, although his body was weaker than before because of the injury, but the flow of breath was full of vitality, although Lu Xiuyi did not practice martial arts himself, but these days he often helped the secret guards and people in the army to see a doctor, but he knew a lot about martial arts.

The expression was very strange for a while, Nangong Ling's martial arts they hadn't seen before, and they could actually go to the next level, this man, shouldn't he actually be a monster?

"What's wrong with Ah Ling?" Ruan Yanluo didn't know what dumb riddle the two of them were playing, but when he saw Lu Xiuyi's bad expression, he thought it was Nangong Ling's injury that was repeated, so he asked urgently.

"Nothing." Nangong Ling shook Ruan Yanluo's hand.

Ruan Yanluo didn't believe it, just stared at him, Nangong Ling's expression stopped slightly, and he had to say: "I was injured and I was in a coma on the sandbar for a few days, but I didn't expect to break through the previous barrier, and Kung Fu should be a little bit advanced." ”

Nangong Ling said it was an understatement, but the danger was far from what others could imagine. The few days when he was in a coma when he first rushed to the sandbar were fine, but then he cut the carrion, and then fell into a coma, but it was really dangerous, high fever, looking forward, the qi in his body seemed to be triggered by the injury, rampage in the veins, and even his consciousness was full of illusions.

If he can't wake up, or if he can't get rid of those illusions, what awaits him will inevitably be the end of madness. Even if you are lucky enough not to cause major damage to your body, your martial arts will inevitably retreat thousands of miles, and there is no possibility of further progress in this life.

But in Nangong Ling's chronicle, there was a scene where Ruan Yanluo was taken away by Wei Liu, and what he was most afraid of in his heart was that Ruan Yanluo would leave, but he would never allow others to take Ruan Yanluo away.