Five thousand years, he is really generous.

Why, he could have easily grabbed her and taken the spirit peach back. Why didn't you tell her. Yuanjia, what the hell are you thinking?

Seeing Ning Huchen's thoughtful distraction, Du Chengxue stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her eyes: "What do you think? I'm so happy? No, everyone is a friend, just a little help." ”

Ning Huchen heard this, woke up, and rolled his eyes at him in his heart. It's really soft. "I was just thinking, His Majesty the Demon King is really refreshing. ”

Twilight Chengxue pulled the pen and ink rice paper on the side, and wrote a string of words about dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

Ning Huchen saw that the three words "Xiao Zhixing" jumped on the paper, and then Du Chengxue wrote a few more words, which seemed to be the eight characters of birth.

He handed the paper to Ning Huchen: "Don't you know the past of the deceased? It's just that this king reminds you a little that this woman is a bit unusual, so be careful. ”

How could a dead man be a threat to her?

Ning Huchen was a little disapproving, took the paper, folded it and put it away, got up and said, "Thank you Your Majesty the Demon King for reminding me, then, I won't bother you much." ”

Twilight Chengxue smiled and said, "Mengmeng, send Her Majesty out." ”

The little snow-white fox listened to the order, staggered in, and bowed deeply to Twilight Chengxue. The blood-red sedan chair appeared again, and violently opened the sedan curtain to invite Ning Huchen to go up: "Your Excellency, I will pick you up next time." ”

The little fox blinked and hit Ning Huchen's heart. How could a scheming fox like Twilight Chengxue have such innocent and lovely subordinates.

Twilight Chengxue drank tea and said, "If you like to be fierce, come to my demon road." This king can keep him in his original form and be your pet. ”

Meng Meng also showed an expectant expression.

Ning Huchen sat in the sedan chair, touched his fierce head, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness, but I can't live up to it." See you soon. With that, she lowered the sedan curtain.

After coming out of the demon path, Ning Huchen returned to the cave where Gazoro had hidden. He was not awake yet, but he was breathing well, his meridians were calm, and he could wake up when he had rested enough. Ning Huchen placed a spell on him, and as soon as he woke up, she could sense it.

Ning Huchen found a hidden place near the cave and sacrificed Fenghua to pass away. Xiao Zhixing's name and eight characters had been written on the blood-colored charm between her fingers.

Xiao Zhixing was originally the younger sister who grew up with his childhood sweetheart. They are all fatherless and motherless orphans, and they have been picked up by a hall master of Xuanyue Sect and accepted as disciples. Xiao Zhixing, the eldest of the elders, is two years old and is her senior brother. The hall master who adopted them was named Feng Gui Hate.

Xuanyue Sect is a big sect in the rivers and lakes, from the sect master to the disciples, with a total of more than 320 people.

Time flies, as if the spring is in full bloom, and Xiao Zhixing soon grew into a young boy and girl like a scorching peach blossom.

In the Xuanyue Sect, there are a total of twelve hall masters, but they are only ranked in the fourth order, although they have a certain status, they are not very noble. Feng Gui hated to be upright, disdained to flatter and greet the high-ranking people, and did not want to be complicit with the flatterers. For more than a decade, he remained just a hall master. Under the door, there were originally three incense masters, eighteen Dharma protectors, and a number of disciples. So far, there are only two Dharma protectors and nine disciples left.

Seeing that the number of people is becoming more and more scarce, Xiao Zhixing, who regards Feng Gui's hatred as a father, is extremely uncomfortable. And he himself still looks down on the situation every day, not happy or angry.

Although there were few people under his disciples, the people under the other eleven hall masters did not dare to provoke easily. The reason for this is that although the status of Feng Gui Hate is not high, his kung fu is not low. This is also the reason why he has been able to keep his position as the hall master for more than ten years. Although he didn't care about anything, he never interfered with the water of the river with the other people's wells. If he comes to offend him, he will definitely not show mercy.

Feng Gui's favorite two disciples are Annihilation and Xiao Zhixing.

As Xiao Zhixing grew older, his ups and downs became more and more moving. coincided with the Xuanyue Sect, the holy woman violated the rules of the sect, and the sect master ordered the execution, which was executed by the three sect masters. The position of the Holy Maiden has been vacant. To be elected a saint, a girl of fourteen years old must be chosen, and she must be born on the night of the full moon. All the women in the sect who meet the conditions for running for the Holy Maiden must be elected. The three sects and six pavilions, as well as the other eleven hall masters, all did not want to be out of the sect and take the noble position of the Holy Maiden, which was only under the sect master.

On this day, he was practicing swords in the back mountain.

Xiao Zhixing ran to him, and while he was practicing, he accosted her: "Why don't you learn those etiquettes today?"

Xiao Zhixing pouted slightly, and said a little unhappily: "This saint is really difficult, but I was born when I was the fifteenth son of August, so I had to choose." In the entire sect, there are a total of six elected women, and I'm really afraid that I will be selected if I don't pay attention. ”

Extinguished a sword flower and said, "It's okay to choose, it's glorious to our Xingyue Hall." It won't be so lonely and make others look down on it. ”

Xiao Zhixing squatted down, supported his cheeks with his hands, and shook his pigtails in his hands: "Senior brother, the holy sister is only twenty-two years old, and it will only be eight years to be this holy girl." But I don't think she's as happy as we thought. I had seen her just three days before she was executed by the three masters. She sat alone by the mountain stream in Yifeng Valley, crying. ”

He finally finished practicing a set of swordsmanship and stopped, tired and sweaty, and walked to Xiao Zhixing's side with tired steps, and sat on the big rock. Supporting his body with his arms, he raised his head and looked at the blue sky: "She is so noble, and she has been treated favorably by the sect master, what is there to be sad about." Are you sure she's not crying because the rabbit she's been raising for years is dead?"

"No, she said a lot of strange things to me. Xiao Zhixing took out his handkerchief from his sleeve and gently wiped the sweat off his face.

The faint aroma of the veil, the itchy touch, stirred the heart. He waved his hand lightly, signaling Xiao Zhixing not to help him wipe his sweat, and roughly wiped it with his sleeve: "What did she say?"

Xiao Zhixing also sat and lay down on the big rock: "She said that others only envy her high position and are favored, but they don't know how painful it is to say the unspeakable." Even if she has thousands of tears, she can only swallow them in her stomach, and she can't let others look at them. She also knew about my birthday, and told me that she hoped that I would not become a saint one day. ”

She turned her head to look at her, her bright eyes reflected the blue sky and white clouds, as if the whole world was in her eyes. After a while, he asked: "Xing'er, if you really become a saint, when I see you in the future, do you have to keep a foot away and then make a big salute?" ”

"I don't want that kind of glory. She smiled brightly: "If I want to be like that with you, Senior Brother, and Master, I would rather not be this holy woman." The female disciples under the other hall masters are all more dignified and polite than me, and I am the one who is least likely to be chosen. Senior brother, I'm afraid that you and Master will protect me for the rest of my life!"

He stood up and held out his hand to her.

Xiao Zhixing handed his hand to his palm and was pulled up by him.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Let's go home." ”

Sensing this, the spell that Ning Huchen had placed on Kazoro suddenly broke out. He woke up.

Ning Huchen temporarily stopped the operation of Fenghua Fleet, withdrew from it, and took it back into his personal space.

"Carola......" Cazara breathed heavily, frowning and worried.

Ning Huchen heard him calling himself, hurriedly ran to his side and knelt down, gently shaking his body: "Gazora, Gazora, wake up." ”

Hearing her voice, Gaszara tried to open his heavy eyelids, and after several attempts, his blurred vision gradually became clear, and a gorgeous butterfly was as colorful as it had been when it first met, and a concerned face came into view.

Kazora sat up suddenly, pinched Ning Huchen's shoulders and turned her over to look at her, making sure she was not injured, before saying, "Carola, how did you escape with me?"

Ning Huchen said: "At that time, your fight was too loud, and the eldest prince was killed by that demon again. Many people came from the palace, coming this way. The demon was attracted by the great movement, and I took advantage of the chaos to drag you to a secluded place. When both of them are injured in the fight and their vitality retreats, I dare to take you out. Then I found this place and hid you here. ”

Kazoro nodded in disbelief, let go of Ning Huchen, touched all parts of his body, and felt quite strange: "I was obviously injured by that demon, why am I like a nobody now?" He looked at his clothes, blackened by blood, and there was a strong smell of blood, which didn't look like a minor injury at all.

"Uh......" The medicinal effect of the Nine Turns Purple Gold Pill is so miraculous that anyone who steps into the ghost gate with one foot can forcibly pull it back and rebuild its vitality, which makes Ning Huchen not easy to explain.

"I see!" Kazora's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face was delighted: "It's a goddess, it must be a goddess!

Ning Huchen was a little confused by his contrasting reaction: "Goddess?"

Kazora's joy flowed into words, and he excitedly grabbed Ning Huchen's hand, as if sharing the joy of hope with his best friend: "It must be the goddess who guides me and helps me. It is rumored that the goddess lived in the Black Forest, the northernmost part of the Shura Path. There are all kinds of demons and monsters gathered in the Black Forest, but it is precisely because of the guards of the goddess that they can only stay in the Black Forest and cannot come out to cause harm to the world. The goddess is well-versed and knows everything in the world, and if she can be found, she must know the whereabouts of her father. ”

Ning Huchen pursed her lips, and her hand was held by Kazora. What's the difference between going to a goddess who has only appeared in rumors and looking for a needle in a haystack to find Maha. But she looked at the exhilarating look of Gazoro who had rekindled hope, and she couldn't bear to hit him.

In Kazora's heart, there seemed to be a faith, a faith that was full of hope and would never give up. Give him a little light, and he seems to bring the whole dawn.

Ning Huchen smiled: "Okay, let's go to the Black Forest and find the goddess." ”