Chapter 157 has its own decision
The number of calamities that a practitioner has experienced is related to himself. The more a person cares about something, the more calamity is.
Tang Ning held Song Qing's hand tightly, his eyes sank, and he said indifferently: "Cultivators, after the completion of the exercises, they must accept the test of heaven until they comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and then they can become immortals and Buddhas." There are many types of tribulations, and there is no limit to the time of the tribulation.
If you can't pass the calamity, you will be able to do decades of asceticism, turn into illusion, and become a waste. In the worst case, the five organs will turn to ashes, and the limbs will decay, and the ashes will be wiped out. ”
"Master......" Song Qing heard Tang Ning's meaning and was stunned. His dark eyes were full of uneasiness and apprehension.
The brain is blank and has no idea what to say or do at all. Helpless like a fool, he looked at Tang Ning blankly.
He knew that Tang Ning's martial arts were successful, but he forgot that Tang Ning also needed to go through tribulations. After all, Tang Ning always gave people the illusion that he was so powerful that he didn't care about anyone at all.
For a while, he was afraid that Tang Ning would fail in the tribulation, which was greater than his fear of losing Tang Ning.
Complaining that Miaoyin would rather sacrifice the lives of tens of millions of people, but also set up a Yin and Yang sacrifice Tianguan array.
Tang Ning turned around and stroked Song Qing's side face, and there was always a smile in her phoenix eyes, which gently made Song Qing's heart shake: "I am luckier than Miaoyin, and I know in advance what my next calamity will be." ”
"What can I do for you?" Song Qing didn't understand why so many people were so happy to cultivate immortals since it was so dangerous.
He would rather Tang Ning be just an ordinary person than Tang Ning end up like that.
But in that case, he may not be able to meet Tang Ning.
Why is he so useless, he can only listen to Tang Ning stating the facts at a loss.
Tang Ning was not as pessimistic as Song Qing. She didn't come to become an immortal. It's about letting the auditor put the current world out.
So failure is not terrible for her. If you can't complete the task of the system, it is terrible.
She pinched Song Qing's face, and said with a squinting gaze: "My robbery is you." ”
"Me?" Song Qing looked at Tang Ning in confusion, his eyes full of doubts.
Why him?
How could he be willing to hurt Tang Ning.
Song Qing thought that Tang Ning had said that he had no qualifications to like people. Because what he showed was more hatred than liking.
Tang Ning just wanted to withdraw his hand, but his wrist was clenched by Song Qing. As soon as she raised her head, she met Song Qing's stubborn eyes.
If she didn't give a proper explanation, Song Qing wouldn't give up easily. She bypassed Song Qing, hung her robe on the screen, and lay down on the bed.
"Difficult, is it necessary for the master to kill me to be considered a success?" Song Qing lay on Tang Ning's side and hugged Tang Ning's waist with extreme anxiety.
Thinking of this possibility, I couldn't help frowning.
Tang Ning is a human, and he is a demon. Slaying demons and destroying demons is a matter of course for their cultivators.
But with Tang Ning's temperament, he categorically couldn't do such a thing. And he likes Tang Ning, but he can't really like it.
Therefore, the old genius specially designed this calamity to torture Tang Ning.
Tang Ning was amused by Song Qing's speculation. She pulled the quilt up, hugged Song Qing in her arms, and chuckled: "Maybe it's because you are my selfishness." ”
"Selfish, selfish......" Song Qing blinked, becoming more and more incomprehensible. He didn't understand why selfishness would be equated with the tribulation.
Could it be that Tang Ning likes him very much in his heart. Like it, turned selfishness into obsession?
The candle flame in the room was instantly extinguished under Tang Ning's signal.
Seeing this, Song Qing was a little closer to Tang Ning, in fact, there was no gap between the two. His forehead pressed against Tang Ning's shoulder socket, secretly happy and angry at the same time. What a robbery, like someone what's wrong! Just because he is a demon, Tang Ning can't like him?!
He was reluctant to suffer Tang Ning a little, and he was also very distressed by Tang Ning: "No matter whether the master can succeed in the tribulation, I will accompany the master." ”
Like the last time I went to the Bauhinia Palace to pick up ghosts and grasses, life and death go hand in hand.
Tang Ning's clear eyes were full of helplessness. Fool, why don't you want to order a good one?
She closed her eyes gently, lowered her head and kissed the person in her arms: "I tell you this, not to worry you, but to let you know that you are very important to me." And I'm real, and I'm taking you to heart.
So, you can do whatever you want. Whether you let go or not, I'm always there for you. ”
"Master......" Song Qing kept calling.
How could he like Tang Ning so much, and let him give himself away if he liked.
He will work hard, try to learn to like and love Tang Ning.
Because Tang Ning likes him, what he likes makes him very warm and comfortable. He also wanted Tang Ning to feel such a liking.
As the night deepened, Song Qing raised his head after making sure that the people around him were asleep. Seeing Tang Ning's quiet sleeping face, he couldn't help but kiss Tang Ning's side face.
Master...... Wait for me.
Then it turned into a ray of light and flew out of the crack in the window.
The bright moonlight emitted a faint light, which was enough to illuminate Song Qing clearly on the beam of a house in the north of the city.
He was wearing a green feather cloud cigarette shirt, the material was extremely light, and it was gently blown by the evening breeze. The gloomy peach eyes were full of impatience.
"Your Highness." A wisp of demonic energy swirled from the lantern and turned into a woman. Ting Feng fell in front of Song Qing and bowed.
Her eyebrows were too sharp, like a long knife ready to be unsheathed.
But when he looked at Song Qing, he was full of awe.
Seeing that Song Qing didn't speak, Ting Feng said to himself: "Your Highness, Your Majesty promised your lord to release you from the dungeon. That stand-in, I'm afraid it won't last long. If you are bumped into by Your Majesty......"
"Cleaned up the demons from Pingyang to Jiuyi Mountain. In addition, guard the Nine Doubts Mountain, and you can't let the demons out again. "Song Qing was afraid that Tang Ning would show mercy to the demon who escaped from the Nine Doubts Mountain because of himself.
Rather than making Tang Ning embarrassed, it is better to take action yourself.
As for when you will return to the Demon Domain...... Let's talk about it when the time comes.
"Yes." Ting Feng slowly straightened his waist and hugged his fists.
There are a lot of demons who have come out of the Demon Domain, and it is not easy to catch them back. But what is even more difficult is to use a stand-in to deceive the Demon Emperor.
Ting Feng thought of something, and his face was worried: "Now that the two clans of the shemale clan are becoming more and more hostile to us, it is not appropriate for Your Highness to stay here for a long time. According to your subordinates, it's better for you to go back to the Demon Domain earlier. ”
"I have a decision." Song Qing lowered his eyes to cover the boredom under his eyes.
finally met the person he wanted to see, and Tang Ning said that he liked him. This kind of liking is different from liking all living beings in Lingshan, and it is different from liking the friends of life and death in Fulong Mountain, which is Tang Ning's heartfelt commitment.
He had been waiting for this promise for a long, long time.
Now it's finally here, and it's so easy to move away.
Song Qing thought of Tang Ning, and her heart was inexplicably filled with sweetness. He raised his head slightly, looked at the deepening night, and tapped back to the inn on tiptoe.
Finally, let him sink for a little longer.