Past: The Woman in the Painting

"I fell on my own."

No matter what Nanning thought, he felt that he had fallen.

Because, as far back as he can remember, he didn't fight anyone.

Moreover, no one should be able to hurt him like this.

Nanning tilted her head, thinking very seriously.

Nan Jiao glanced at him sideways, his eyes were clear, not like he was lying.

At this moment, Nan Jiao noticed a black mark on his back, not a wound, and even some faint black mist was emitting from it.

Before he could touch the black mist, his hand was burned by the emitted mist.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Nan Jiao asked lightly.

Nanning twisted her body and said, "My back hurts a little, like I've been burned, Dad, do I have a scar on my back?" ”

Nanjiao: "......"

Rao is that he has always known that his son's brain structure is different from others, and his thinking is always strange, and he was also choked at this time.

"It's okay for a boy to have a scar."

Hearing that Nan Jiao's tone was a little unkind, Nanning pursed her lips and didn't dare to speak.

In fact, when he spoke like this, he felt that the relationship between him and Nanjiao was too rigid.

They are father and son, and they are not strangers, so there is no need to be so unfamiliar.

Tut.

No matter how unhappy I was in my heart, I didn't dare to show it in front of Nanjiao.

He has always been very well-behaved in front of him.

Nan Jiao was looking at the black mist on his back, naturally he wouldn't guess what he was complaining about in his heart, he suddenly reached out and patted him on the back.

There was a momentary sting, like the skin that had just been punctured by a sharp weapon, and someone suddenly pressed it with a soldering iron.

Nanning, who was in pain, instantly gasped, her brain went blank instantly, her body shook, and it took a long time to react from the pain.

"Dad, you hurt me to death!"

It really hurts, it hurts.

"Luck."

Nanning obediently began to use his spiritual power every day, but every time the spiritual power passed through the acupuncture points on his back, it was like passing through a sea of fire, and the spiritual power began to boil.

He......

What happened to him?

Nanning had doubts in her heart, but she couldn't even ask questions.

Cold sweat came out layer by layer between the foreheads.

It wasn't until a stream of spiritual power was injected from behind him that the pain eased slightly.

Nan Jiao stared at his back solemnly, and the black mist gradually returned to Nanning's body, and then disappeared, no matter how his spiritual power explored, he couldn't find a trace.

Sure enough, it's still the same as before.

Only this time, it doesn't seem to have come out of Nanning's body passively.

"Ning'er, what happened today?"

He's going to have to figure out what is going on today.

Nanning exhaled a long breath, his twisted eyebrows slowly stretched, and he bent down like a loss of strength.

"Nothing happened......" By the end of the sentence, the voice had weakened.

What if nothing happens......

"Dad, I don't know how to fall into the water today."

He reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, his expression pained.

Nan Jiao looked at Nanning solemnly, a little helpless.

"It was just an accident, haven't you forgotten?"

Nanning half-opened her eyes, the light under her eyes was pitch black, like ink, and her voice was low: "Dad, you haven't forgotten, have you?" ”

When I looked up, there was a portrait hanging on the opposite wall.

Nanning had never dared to take this portrait seriously before, but today, he noticed that the woman in the portrait was holding a purple long sword in her hand.

It is not much different from the sword in Mo Mianzhi's hand.

Even the tassels on the sword are the same.

He hid the shock in his eyes, sighed, put on his clothes, and said, "Dad, I'm tired, go back and rest first." ”

"Ning'er."

Nanning had just walked a few steps before he was stopped.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Nanning just stopped, didn't look back, and didn't see Nan Jiao's painful expression that wanted to speak and stopped.

"Well, you can go back." It was a long time before he said this.

Nan Jiao was the only one left in the room, and he slowly walked to the portrait.

The woman in the painting has gentle eyebrows and is gentle and not like words.

"Where are you...... I can't control this kid. ”

-

The next day, at the training ground of the Nan tribe, Su Mu met Nanning.

He didn't want to make trouble with him, and turned to leave, but the boy was already standing in front of him, blocking his way.

"When you see me, you run, you didn't do something wrong."

Nanning remembered the scene of waking up yesterday, and he couldn't wait to cut him with a thousand knives.

"You're saying I put you-"

Before Su Mu could finish speaking, he was gagged by Nanning's outstretched hand.

"If you dare to say it, I'll kill you right now!"

He glared at Su Mu viciously.

Su Mu took a step back, dodging his hand, his gaze cold.

Nanning warned, and Yu Guang noticed that the people next to him were looking this way, and reached out and pulled Su Mu's sleeve to drag the person to a shade.

There's no one here, but it's a good place to talk.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at him, trembling with anger: "What the hell did you do to me yesterday!" ”

"Why did my whole body hurt when I went back?"

Thinking of last night's pain, Nanning was angry.

Su Mu raised his eyes slightly, surprised by Nanning's problem, but did not show it on his face.

Didn't he know what happened yesterday?

"You don't remember?"

"What do you want me to remember, labor and management remember that you kicked me into the lake yesterday and was hung from a tree after that."

"Tsk, Su Mu, you go out for a trip, it's going to turn the sky upside down!"

Nanning forced the man into a tree and propped one hand on the side of his face.

He thought it was a bit imposing.

Su Mu rolled his eyes and slapped him on the shoulder, pushing him away.

"You forgot what happened in between."

"Is there anything else going on in between?!" Nanning stumbled a few steps before stopping and touched her shoulder.

The pain in his back jerked him violently.

The brain is a little sudden.

Su Mu glanced at him more: "It's okay, just hugging me and begging for mercy." ”

Nanning: "Huh? ”

"Say whatever you say, you say it again!"

Will he hold him and beg for mercy?

Are you kidding.

"Do you need me to throw you into the water again and recreate yesterday?"

As soon as he heard that he was throwing into the water, Nanning immediately shrank back.

This man is the devil, right?

"You ——!"

Nanning rubbed her eyebrows and said, "Then let me ask you, who is the girl who lives in the mountain behind you!" ”

"It has nothing to do with you, don't ask."

Nanning cut and touched his chin, it seemed that there was nothing to ask here in Su Mu.

Nanning didn't pester him, turned around to find Nanjiao.

There are some things that he has to ask his father about.

For example –

Who is the woman in the portrait, what kind of sword is the sword in the woman's hand?

Especially after seeing Sleepless.

She always felt that there were some similarities between the two people.

He scratched his head a little irritably, it seemed that he was going to find a time to meet the beauty alone.

So, the question is, how can he lure Su Mu away?

Wait, it seems that in a few days the Heavenly Evil Pagoda will open, and they can go in and cultivate.

A light flashed in Nanning's eyes, and she had an idea in her heart.

-

"Huh? Nanning, why are you doing this? ”

The young man looked at Nanning in surprise, not understanding why he did this.

The Heavenly Evil Pagoda is a cultivation holy place that many Nan people want to enter, how can this Nanning say that if you don't go, you won't go?

"I'm doing this for fairness, last time Su Mu defeated me, my ranking should have fallen, just let him go."

Nanning said casually.

The young man was taken aback by him: "Nanning, you-"

Nanning ranked third among the group of teenagers in the clan, and Su Mu was indeed qualified to enter this Heavenly Evil Tower if he could defeat him, but ......

Nanning slapped the table: "I said give it to him, why are you talking so much nonsense!" ”

The boy shrunk his neck, he has always been Nanning's little follower, he knows his temperament very well, he will never admit that he is weaker than anyone.

Even if he fights with the top two in the rankings, he is just a disadvantage, and he will never be too embarrassed.

"Yes, I see."

The young man changed the ranking of the Nan clan, and almost instantly, the news of Su Mu's third rank spread throughout the entire Nan clan.

At the same time, there was also the news that he replaced Nanning to enter the Heavenly Evil Tower.

Among the teenagers of the Southern Clan, the pot exploded.

And Su Mu, who is the central character, is basking in the sun in the back mountain.

Not far away, the girl was practicing her sword.

The swordsmanship is sharp, every move, every style, with killing intent.

Su Mu knew that although he had aroused her desire to survive, he had not let Lingran really die from the bottom of her heart.

She worked so hard, in fact, it was just for one person.

Perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope in her heart.

"Sleep, pick me up two tricks."

Su Mu didn't have a weapon, so he slapped it directly in the air.

The two fought briefly, some of them were evenly matched.

After a hundred moves, the two did not stop until a girl's voice came.

"Sleep, you go inside and hide first."

Mo Mian stopped his head and walked into the house.

Su Mu walked towards the barrier.

Standing in front of the barrier was a young girl, wearing a red skirt, delicate and cute, as bright as the sun.

"Sumu, I have something to tell you."

Nan Lan stretched out his hand and pointed to the enchantment in front of him: "Can you let me in?" ”

Su Mu opened a crack in the barrier and let her in.

The girl looked at him and said, "I have good news for you, you can enter the Heavenly Evil Tower." ”

Su Mu: "I don't have a ranking in the clan, so it's impossible for me to get in." ”

Nan Lan sneered, "You defeated Nanning in the training ground some time ago, and he gave you the third place today, and the top ten people are qualified." ”

"We can go to the Heavenly Evil Tower to cultivate together."

The girl was visibly excited.

The Heavenly Evil Tower will only open once every three years, and each time it will only enter the top ten people in the clan.

The conditions are really harsh.

Su Mu's expression was still very light, and he just hummed softly.

Nanlan's happy expression gradually stiffened because of his indifference, and she asked a little stiffly, "Are you unhappy?" ”

"I'm not interested in the Heavenly Evil Tower."

"It can take your strength one step further."

"I don't need to."