Nan Sheng still remembers that day, Liwang said that he just wanted to tell himself. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"In this world, no one can be trusted but yourself."

Since that day, this sentence has been like a needle in my heart. She didn't want to be tempted, at least not by this man who seemed so gentle.

The bear child is still a bear child, but the light in his eyes is incomprehensible to Nan Sheng. The family is ruined, the past glory is gone, and when the accident happened in the Burial Sword Villa, he should still be very young.

"How did my sister find here, this secret passage has only been known to the descendants of the Burial Sword Villa since ancient times."

Nansheng ......

Can she be said to be too lucky? Obviously not convinced, because I don't even believe in myself. "This... There is a lot of strength in numbers, because everyone is about to tear down your house..."

Nan Sheng couldn't finish speaking, because the bear child's eyes were already red, and the secret passage that his family had not passed down for generations was so lightly exposed. Now, the sword mound ......

But the bear child suddenly laughed again, raised the good hand in front of him, curled up and stretched out, "That's it, that's it, I have never defended this Burial Sword Villa." Many famous swords in this sword mound were also looted in those nightmare days. He curled his fingers tightly, his fingertips a little white from the exertion, "After all, my strength is too weak, if the contents of this coffin are still there." As long as you can take revenge, then what if you are tortured into a demon!"

Liwang's lips pursed slightly, "Has that thing been robbed?" ”

Nan Sheng opened his mouth suspiciously, "What is it?" ”

"The thing that the demon head is looking for - the evil sword dog god." The bear child lifted the lid of the coffin, and after the loud noise, several people looked at the black coffin in astonishment.

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On that day, Sheng Jing was still on a mission, and the Jinglin Pavilion Master said that as long as he completed this task, he could take away his beloved little Nizi.

Yes, Sheng Jing likes a girl in the Pavilion of Sorrow. Since the first time I came to this nunnery-like mournful pavilion with my parents when I was a child, I saw that beautiful shadow, so little Sheng Jing knew what love at first sight was. At that moment, Sheng Jing had the idea of taking her back to the Burial Sword Villa at all costs.

Sung-jing's parents knew what he was thinking when they saw Sun-king's face flushed, but when Sung-jing said the girl's name, everyone objected.

Sheng Jing didn't understand, and he didn't understand why they were against it, he only knew that he was in love with a girl named Nie Xingling.

Nie Xingling's personality is very withdrawn, and she has no friends in the Pavilion of Grief, because she goes against the theme of the Pavilion of Grief. With sorrow, with sorrow, with a sense of compassion for the common people in the world, talking about the Buddha crossing sentient beings and saving people from fire and water. And Nie Xingling cultivated the way of killing, and even Pavilion Master Jing Lin couldn't change her mind for so many years.

Bloodthirsty and alive, all the disciples of the Compassion Pavilion did not dare to contact her.

It took Sheng Jing a long time to know Nie Xingling's name, and it took a long time to catch up with her for the first sentence, but it was still said by Nie Xingling's sword to her neck.

Sheng Jing haunted the Pavilion of Grief more and more frequently, and every time he would bring a lot of things to Nie Xingling, they would be thrown out at first. After two years like this, Sheng Jing's things were not thrown out by Nie Xingling again. However, Sheng Jing was also grounded by his parents, and Nie Xingling was also sent to a far away place to carry out a mission.

The first thing Sheng Jing did after the ban was lifted was to sneak out to find Nie Xingling, it was a snowy desert, and the yellow sand almost covered his eyes.

Her lips were so dry that she almost bleed, and Nie Xingling's mission was to exterminate a group of bandits here, and she was accompanied by disciples from other sects. Sheng Jing finally found out about their base camp, but he didn't find Nie Xingling there.

It turned out that their whereabouts were known to the gang of bandits in advance, and they were caught off guard by the plan of the turtle in the urn. Nie Xingling covered their retreat, while he himself fell into a bitter battle.

In the end, no one returned to save her. Nie Xingling became an outcast.

Sheng Jing angrily accused the gang and disappeared from the base camp that night. The desert is lonely and sandy, and there is little smoke. He couldn't find the specific location of the bandits, so he used himself as bait.

was successfully imprisoned and successfully found the dying Nie Xingling. The whole body was wounded, and Nie Xingling was bleeding nonstop.

Sheng Jing's heart suddenly felt like being stabbed by a knife, and it hurt and throbbed.

"Eh, good man, I'm really just a traveler passing by begging for water, I'm really a good person."

The fierce bandit kicked Sheng Jing, "Less nonsense, be honest." ”

Sheng Jing rubbed the hurt part of the kick, glanced around, and handed over a few pieces of silver, "That good man, can I be in a prison with her, the others all look so fierce, only this dying person who doesn't seem to be able to bully me, a defenseless person?" ”

Sheng Jing finally got her wish, after breaking a few ribs. Sprinkled a few bottles of gold sore medicine hidden on his body on Nie Xingling's wounds, which was about too painful, and the pain was so painful that Nie Xingling, who was in a coma, sobered up a little.

His hand was like a strong wind, grabbing Sheng Jing's neck, and Sheng Jing did not struggle. Because he could feel that the hands had lost the strength to hurt him, was she already so vulnerable?

Nie Xingling opened her eyes, looked at the person in front of her coldly, and after seeing who it was, her eyes widened instantly, "Why are you here?" ”

Nie Xingling withdrew his hand, but Sheng Jing grabbed them, and carefully sprinkled the gold sore medicine on the scar, even the palm of his hand was full of scars.

Those frenzied bandits actually soaked the whip in chili sauce, beat Nie Xingling's snow-white skin until the skin was open, and then sprinkled salt on the wound.

The salt that remained in the wound soaked into the skin with the gold sore medicine, and Nie Xingling's whole body trembled in pain, but he didn't shout a word of pain.

Sheng Jing carefully applied the medicine, "I'll save you." ”

Nie Xingling's hand paused obviously, but her words were still as indifferent as before, "I don't need anyone to save me." ”

Sheng Jing continued to work on it, "Nie Xingling, that's just your idea. I've always done things according to my heart, and I like you, whether you accept it or not. I will always convey this heart to you until the day when you want to look back at me. No matter how many years it takes, I will wait. In my own way, let you pay attention to my existence. With my heart, I will move you. ”

Nie Xingling didn't speak, his face was silent under the blood-stained hair, and he ...... for a long time

She shifted her body back with difficulty, her voice hoarse, "You don't have to, I only live for revenge on that man in this life, and you deserve a better woman, I-don't deserve it." ”