At the moment when Ye Ningshuang turned around, Cheng Qiang's abandonment was like smoke and finally his body couldn't support it, and he fell backwards like a leaf withering......

Ning Jingchen waved his eyes back in the trenches, his thick ink eyebrows furrowed, and with a wave of his sleeves, he volleyed into the air, turning into a white cloud and mist and heading straight towards the direction where she fell!

I only felt like I had fallen into a warm and soft cloud, relieved and steady.

There are light fragrance dark sleeves.

It's so familiar, and it's a taste that belongs to him alone.

She finally had to stop being reckless.

A faint smile of prostration appeared next to his lips, and he slowly closed his eyes in the haze in front of him......

She seemed to hear him desperately calling her name, ordering her to be fine......

But she was too tired.

In the deep darkness, she fell into Ning Jingchen's arms and finally lost consciousness......

She was desperately dragged deep by an invisible hand, and suddenly fell into the pink peach blossom forest.

A delicate and sassy woman was lying on the peach blossom tree with a jar of fine wine in her hand, and when she drank very happily, a dusty figure gradually faded out from the depths of the pink petals.

Abandoned as smoke stood far away, unable to see the face of this figure, but felt unusually familiar.

She tried to tiptoe to take a step forward, only to find that he could only hear his voice in the distance: "You drink again." Didn't your master say that disciples are not allowed to drink alcohol in the carefree view, and they are not allowed to hang on the treetops like you without rules. ”

The woman chuckled, her eyebrows and eyes were flying, and she lowered her arm towards the man with the wine jar and said without paying attention: "What, you came today to arrest me to sue the master?" ”

"What do you think? You took my folding fan away, should I ask you for it? As for the complaint, I can consider doing it together by the way. ”

The man lowered his head and smiled, as if he was in a very good mood, and said as he teased the woman with his hands behind him.

"Then you're miscalculated. Your mountain and river folding fan, although it is beautiful, it is not the tone I like. I've already given it to Senior Sister Ye. If you want it, you'll have to go to her. ”

The corners of the woman's lips outlined a wicked smile, and she raised the wine jar and said.

"Bai Wu, do you know the meaning of the mountain and river fan to me?"

The man's smile froze, and he seemed a little angry, questioning the woman.

"Yes. But Senior Sister Ye said that she liked this fan very much...... He also said......"

The woman winked mischievously at the man, deliberately hanging his appetite and not saying the second half of the sentence, just snickering.

"What else does she say......"

The man obviously didn't have any interest in what Senior Sister Ye said, and he was already a little angry at this time.

She also said...... She likes you too......"

The woman raised her eyebrows, smiling more gorgeous than the hundred miles of peach blossom forest, and there were traces of the spring breeze between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Oh? Is it? What about you? ”

The man finally couldn't bear it anymore, his hands clenched, he slowly raised his head, and asked seriously with a bit of laziness.

"Huh?!"

The woman was distracted, her hand was loosened, and the wine jar fell straight to the bottom of the tree.

And she was also unstable, and with a scream of surprise, she rolled down to the tree!

The man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the slight movement under his feet turned into a wind that bypassed the woman's side, stretched out his hand around her neck and waist, and held her firmly in his arms.

The peach blossom trees were shaken so that the petals rained down, and the spirits on the side flowed with the dampness of the ground, spreading the rich fragrance!

He looked down at the woman in his arms, smiled slowly, and said in a low voice: "Bai Wu, listen." I'd rather be shocked than what I wanted, and I never missed. ”

The wind was very light, and blew the words word for word into the ears of the discarded smoke, who was standing far away, and she was startled.

She stood in place, looking at the figure of a pair of beautiful people in front of her who gradually dispersed in the wind, her heart was sour, and inexplicably there was a thick white mist in front of her, and a red light splashed out from the white mist, splashing ink in front of her like blood!

Her eyes were plunged into darkness again......

At this time, on the peak peak, Ning Jingchen was so anxious that she was unconscious, and she didn't have time to think about it to convey the true yuan in her body to her again, so as to stabilize the disordered qi in her body.

"Pavilion Master Ning, are you planning to convey the True Yuan again? Don't you think it's just a temporary rule? What's more, how many True Yuan are you going to lose to her this time? ”

Luo Yiyi's figure was already standing behind them at some point, she looked at all this in front of her, shook her head and sighed.

"I can give her as much as I can."

Ning Jingchen's sword eyebrows swept between the colors of fortitude, and he was going to deliver the true yuan to the abandoned like smoke at the moment!

But when his palm just fell, he was stopped by Luo Yiyi.

"What do you want to do?"

Ning Jingchen saw her meddling in this matter, there was a hint of vigilance in her eyes, and she asked unhappily.

"Lord Ning Ge, you are also an immortal cultivator, and you should know that transporting the true yuan qi to calm the disordered qi is a symptom rather than a cure. In the long run, it will not only deplete your own true element, but also have a certain impact on her. You're not helping her, you're pushing you to death step by step. ”

Luo Yiyi softly dissuaded Ning Jingchen, and in a few words, she hit Ning Jingchen's sore spot.

"Listening to Miss Luo's words, is there any other solution?"

Ning Jingchen finally calmed down, he looked at Luo Yiyi, and his tone was a little wary.

"Since I can come and stop Pavilion Master Ning from doing this, I am naturally a little sure."

Luo Yiyi smiled slightly and said unhurriedly.

"I'm afraid Miss Luo is not here to save the dead and help the wounded. Say, what do you want? ”

Ning Jingchen glanced at Luo Yiyi coldly, and saw through her intention at a glance.

Luo Yiyi slowly raised her head and glanced at Ning Jingchen, with a pair of delicate eyes with a deep sense of helplessness for some reason.

She took a deep breath, then smiled slightly, looked directly into Ning Jingchen's eyes, and said slowly: "I don't know if the Lord of Ning Pavilion still remembers that many years ago, Miss Baiwu defended the world with death, but her master, Tianji Daoren, disappeared that day, and it was rumored that Tianji Daoren indirectly killed Miss Baiwu?" ”

"I've heard about it."

Ning Jingchen frowned, looked at Luo Yiyi and asked, "What did Miss Luo mean by mentioning this?" ”

Luo Yiyi's eyes wiped a trace of pain, straightened his waist, and said loudly: "What I want the Ning Pavilion Master to do is to remove these trumped-up charges from my master's Heavenly Machine. ”

"I want you to rehabilitate him and correct his name."