Chapter 141: I'm Disturbed (Thanks to the cat who only has six lives, a million tips and more!)
Standing gently in the water, as if the water spirit has transformed into a shape. www.biquge.infoSuddenly, a stream of spiritual power that was invisible to the naked eye flowed. A thick fog rippled around Ning Yue's body out of thin air, and the mist was like smoke, dancing slowly around Ning Yue. After a while, Ning Yue's figure was wrapped in a thick fog.
The fog came silently, and disappeared so carelessly. Almost in a few breaths, the dense fog dissipated, and Ning Yue, who was dry, walked gently towards the bank of Mirror Lake.
In the cozy courtyard, the smoke of the cooking stove rises. Ning Yue hadn't cooked since she came to Jinling, because cooking required mood, and Ning Yue's mood during this time was not good.
When the day was slightly dark, the tempting aroma of rice poured out from the kitchen, and Ning Yue's cooking skills did not decline in the slightest. Sometimes, Ning Yue wanted to retire after completing the main quest. When the time comes, a restaurant will be opened, and the name will be called Zhonghua Building.
When Ning Yue brought the plate into the middle hall, there was already a person sitting at the edge of the dining table. Yu Lang rubbed his hands, looking like he was waiting for the master to serve the food. Looking at the plate in Ning Yue's hand, she couldn't wait.
"Hurry up, don't you see that the guests are in a hurry?" Yu Lang grabbed the chopsticks and banged on the table.
"It's okay to come uninvited, you're still taking the lead?" Ning Yue smiled angrily and put the plate on the table, "I almost forgot, you're a snitch!
"I broke my leg in order to find you these days, shouldn't you treat me with good wine and food?" Yu Lang picked up the fried meat and couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth, "It's worthy of the cooking skills of the little junior brother, if you don't catch fast, you can be a good chef in the future-"
"You can't wait to start before anyone arrives, it's not good to eat alone!" As the voice fell, there were four more people in Ning Yue's small courtyard again. Shen Qingqiongxing and Helan Mountain Leaves are looking for flowers, and the four sons of Jiangnan are once again raised.
There were too many people, and this little meal was naturally not enough to eat, so Ning Yue had to go back to the kitchen again and make a few dishes. Fortunately, cooking is not like the others, the better it is, the slower it is. The faster the cooking, the better.
"It's been three days...... Ning Yue, should you tell me where you have been in the past three days?" Yu Lang asked leisurely as he crossed Erlang's legs and occupied Ning Yue's rocking chair.
The other four people pricked up their ears one after another, because Ning Yue was missing, and they didn't even go to the martial arts conference. Now seeing that Ning Yue came back safely and soundly, it was obviously not an accident. Then Ning Yue's goodbye without saying goodbye is very confusing.
"I've been doing it for three days...... First I went to the outskirts of Jinling, then to Baiping Mountain, then to the governor's office, then to Baiping Mountain, and then to ......."
"Okay, you just tell us what you're doing, right?" Yu Lang suddenly had a big head, rubbed his head and stopped.
Ning Yue suddenly sat up straight, her eyes swept over the five pairs of curious eyes in front of her, the smile on her face gradually faded, she grinned slightly and lowered her voice and said, "I hid the 10,000 stones of gunpowder—"
"What, you found it?" asked Shen Qing in surprise.
"Where are you hiding?" Qiong Xing's eyes lit up instantly.
"Yes! This high governor is also a thief and a thief, and he actually hid the gunpowder at the bottom of the Mirror Lake. It took me a lot of effort to move them to Chuangyun Beiyun. Although it was burned red, it was a hidden place. The twelfth floor would never have thought I'd hide my gunpowder there.
As long as we have that batch of gunpowder in hand, we have the initiative. When the time comes, plan well with the people of the Jiangnan Martial Arts League, and lead the twelfth floor to show up little by little!"
"What if the twelfth floor is a shrunken-headed turtle?" asked Helanshan lightly.
"He doesn't dare!" Ning Yue said with a confident smile on her face, "The twelfth floor spent such a big Zhou Zhang just to get Shen Jin's treasure. It's you, are you willing to fall short at this time?
Besides, the twelfth floor has reached the point of exhaustion, and he can't be a turtle with a shrunken head. Last time, they were able to silence and disappear because they only made enemies in Jiangnan Province Martial Arts. But this time, they made too many enemies.
Black and white can't tolerate them, the court martial arts can't tolerate them, and even the countryside can't tolerate them. They are hiding well now and not being discovered, in fact, it is just that the forces of all parties have not yet made a move.
Once the imperial court issued an official document to the twelfth floor, once the Jiangnan martial arts conference was over. Even if the twelfth floor hides deep underground, it will definitely be dug out three feet into the ground. So, I'd rather them be shrunken turtles, and then we'll slowly push them to the brink of extinction—"
Ning Yue's last few words were almost gritted and squeezed out of between her teeth. In the depths of his eyes, the flames that soared into the sky burned violently. Yu Baili, the madman, Xu Fan, Ma Cheng, these colleagues and comrades-in-arms recognized by Ning Yue, were all buried in that fire.
Ning Yue's room was very small, so no one wanted to live in Ning Yue's house except himself. The four sons of Jiangnan are all generous people, and when Yu Lang would spend all his savings to buy a luxury manor, he knew that the four sons of Jiangnan never took money to heart.
So the four bandits swept away Ning Yue's food and swaggered away. Before leaving, he glanced at the plate that could already be used as a mirror, revealing an unfinished sigh.
Chuangyun Beeyun is the sad place of the Tenshogunate, a fire burned the huge manor to the ground, and also burned the power of the Gangnam Province Tenshogunate to nothing. After the fire that day, the villagers of Siphon Village could hear the kind of howling cry in the distance in the middle of the night.
Since then, no one has dared to get even half a step closer to Chuangyun Courtyard. Even if the smell of gunpowder in the air is washed away by the rain, it still makes people feel cold here. The big pit in the middle was originally a miracle created by the fusion of the five elements. But now, I don't know who filled it in, and the scorched earth above blended in with the surrounding landscape.
A few dog barks sounded in the distance, and in the dark night, dozens of figures were like ghosts in the night, flickering and speeding through the fields. Every time you take off and land, you can fly a distance of more than ten zhang. Strangely, every four of these figures carried a huge cart, and they carried the cart and galloped through the field.
The figures fell in unison in the ruins of the Chuangyun Courtyard, put down the cart and took the shovel from the cart in unison. With an order, dozens of people were digging through the ruins like excavators. The scorched earth flew like snowflakes in the air.
"Found it—" A voice was not surprised at all. Indifference is like a piece of iron, which makes people feel the coldness of Sensen.
The man in black quickly gathered towards the voicer, and the large pit that had been filled in was dug up again, revealing the wooden boxes scattered at the bottom of the pit. The leader's eyes twinkled, and he looked at the wooden boxes with a look of surprise.
"Take it out, go!"
More than forty people started to work in unison, and in a short time all the boxes were taken out. The black-clad leader stroked the surface of the box and carefully lifted the lid of the box. Suddenly, the black-clad leader's eyes widened, and a hint of anger flowed through his eyes.
"Withdraw—" The man in black shouted violently, and his figure was already flying up in an instant. Dozens of black-clothed people were stunned for a moment, and then they also flew into the sky. But alas, they were still a step too late after all.
"Whoosh-" Countless bone-piercing nails hit head-on, just when the people in black had just jumped into the air, and there was nowhere to borrow strength under their feet. Hundreds of hidden weapons are calling all over the world.
The starry chessboard is complete, and the innate realm is stable. Even if Ning Yue hit a bone piercing nail, its power could also open the mountain and break stones. Although there are a large number of people in black, most of their martial arts cultivation is not more than the acquired realm. Even if there were a few congenitals or half-step congenitals, their strength was much worse than Ning Yue's. In the face of Ning Yue's hateful blow, more than a dozen of them were turned into honeycombs by volleys.
"Scatter—" The man in black dodged the hidden weapon and ordered decisively. The remaining 20 or so people scattered without hesitation and turned into birds, beasts, and fish. Generally speaking, one or two will always run away from each other by fleeing separately. But it's a pity that they met Ning Yue, who debuted with a secret weapon, but Ning Yue's light skills are still very good.
Ning Yue, who was close at the end of the world, seemed to be a ghost across the two worlds of yin and yang, and the hidden weapon in her hand quickly snatched away one life after another. Bone nails, throwing knives, or stones. Every whistling sound of breaking the air is taking away a life.
Not far from the ruins of the Chuangyun Courtyard, the sound of the piano was melodious, and Shen Qing sat cross-legged with a long piano in front of him. Joan Xing stood in front of him, his eyes staring at the killing in the distance.
It was really a killing, Ning Yue was slaughtering those killers on the twelfth floor alone. No matter how they ran away or resisted, Ning Yue could always catch up and give them a secret weapon to end their humble lives.
Ning Yue has always respected life since she was reborn, and she has always reminded herself not to be assimilated by the world. Even in the face of the enemy, if there is no need, Ning Yue rarely kills, let alone kill simply for the sake of killing.
But today, Ning Yue was holding back a breath in his heart, a resentment that tormented him all the time. He didn't want anything at the moment, he just wanted to have a good time. Therefore, his shot was unusually ruthless. Even if the killer is on the run, he kills without mercy.
"Ning Yue's heart is in turmoil—" Qiong Xing said lightly when she opened her closed eyes.
"Can you feel it?" Shen Qing suddenly stopped his hand and opened his eyes.
"Yes! Ning Yue's heart was only left with killing intent, just like the game he had laid out now, it seemed that it was just to attract people from the twelfth floor to come over and send him to death. And he is only to satisfy the bloodthirsty desire in his heart. It's a lot like the killer who killed the building!"
It is rare that Qiong Xing's tone is no longer cold, and it is rare that her tone is so gentle. During the days with Ning Yue and Shen Qing, Qiong Xing felt that he was living like a living person.
"Ning Yue is not such a superficial person, he just wants to vent the pain in his heart. In the past few days, he has taken on too much pressure in his heart. Besides, Ning Yue is not the only one who is disturbed?" Shen Qing smiled faintly and plucked the strings again.
"Oh, who else?" Qiong Xing's face suddenly froze, and he slowly turned his face to look at Shen Qing, who was playing the piano with his eyes closed again. Hair flutters to the sound of the piano, like waves swaying in the water.
"You and me!" Although Shen Qing was playing the piano, he clearly spit out three light words in his mouth. (To be continued.) )