readx;? With the end of the sword spirit's funeral, the dark clouds in the sky gathered again, and the autumn rain once again came to the secret plan to kill the seven kills. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The disciples dispersed one by one, and Ning Ran walked in the crowd, feeling that his steps were getting heavier and heavier. The death of the sword spirit had more or less an impact on him, and he didn't understand how someone as powerful as the sword spirit could say that he was no longer there.

After everyone dispersed, Leng Xueyin did not leave the grave of the sword spirit, she just stood there quietly, without any spiritual power, letting the wind blow her black dress and let the rain wet her long hair.

Ning Ran knew that although Leng Xueyin's words sounded so inspiring, she was actually happy in suffering, which was the pride and strength of being the Seven Killing Venerable.

Back in the snow garden, Ning Ran still felt very upset, the death of the sword spirit made him sad, Leng Xueyin's appearance made him have a faint pain in his heart, and the matter of himself and Yan Qingwu, obviously Leng Xueyin already knew, what should he do?

People have troubles, they are uncomfortable, most people rely on time to wash everything, but rather don't like this, he wants to solve it, and do his best to solve all problems.

He hurriedly ran to the room and made Leng Xueyin's favorite lotus soup, Ning Ran thought that the fragrant lotus soup would definitely comfort the master's sad mood, and then talked to her about himself and Yan Qingwu, and finally asked who the sword spirit died in his hands, and when he cultivated in the future, he avenged him, and it was not in vain......

Thinking like this, Ning Ran felt a lot more comfortable, but when he brought the lotus soup to the door of Leng Xueyin's room, the woman was not in the room, obviously Leng Xueyin was still in the Seven Killings Cemetery, and he was missing the deceased with the Seven Killings everywhere.

The rain has been falling, in order not to let the rain wet his little bald head, he would rather hold a dark yellow oil-paper umbrella and go to the Seven Killings Cemetery to look for Leng Xueyin, who has not returned for a long time.

In the Seven Kills Cemetery, the Seven Kills Ling is still in full bloom, and the seven-colored petals contain a rich aura, without fear of any wind and rain, symbolizing the seven killings in the Seven Killings of the Secret Strategy.

This may be the wish of the ancestors, but the wish is the wish, the reality is so cruel, the survivor steals the life, and the dead are long.

In the Seven Killings, the figure in the black gauze skirt was still standing in the heavy rain, and her beautiful eyes were full of endless sadness. Leng Xueyin really doesn't like Sword Spirit, but she feels guilty about this man, she thinks that she has never owed anyone a favor in her life, but if she has to be counted as a person, this person must be Sword Spirit.

"Sword Spirit, I'm really sorry, I understand your affection, but I can't like others anymore in this life, don't be sad, I will avenge you soon. Leng Xueyin's heart thought over and over again, not knowing that the rain had wet her body, not knowing when the leaves in the wind would fall, and not knowing that there was a person standing not far away.

After a while, Ning Ran retracted his gaze, and he walked here gently with small steps.

Suddenly, Leng Xueyin felt a little warmer around her, as if the heavy rain had vanished in an instant, and the hazy sky had turned a dark yellow.

Leng Xueyin's figure flashed, turned around, and what caught her eye was the light head, the familiar bald head.

"Is that you, Xihua?" Leng Xueyin thought excitedly, and actually showed a smile of surprise, looking straight at the bald man in front of her.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Dream, wake up all at once. Her eyes instantly became a little cold, and she returned to her faint expression, looking straight at Ning Ran, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella to shield herself from the wind and rain.

"What are you doing here?" Leng Xueyin frowned slightly and said lightly.

Ning Ran didn't care, and chuckled: "I came because I was worried about Master, worried that such a cold rain would damage Master's body, so I had to prepare an oil-paper umbrella for Master." ”

After listening to Ning Ran's answer, Leng Xueyin's expression did not change, and she didn't even look at Ning Ran, only heard her whisper: "Let's go." “

Ning Ran pursed his lips, this was completely different from the situation he expected, he said such a thing about her, but she didn't say anything at all?

He was very helpless, Leng Xueyin took light steps, he took such steps, all the way back to the snow garden, he kept holding an oil-paper umbrella for Leng Xueyin, and did not let the raindrops touch the corners of her clothes.

Back in the snow garden, Ning Ran hurriedly warmed up the lotus soup that was already cold and brought it to the door of Leng Xueyin.

"Master, I made your favorite lotus soup. Ning Ran asked tentatively.

Quiet, I didn't hear the response of the cold snow, only the sound of autumn rain flowing down from the eaves.

Ning Ran cautiously put her ears in front of Leng Xueyin's door, and listened carefully to the world inside the door, could it be that Leng Xueyin had just come back and gone out again?

"Master, are you there, shall I bring in the lotus soup?" Ning Ran asked tentatively.

At this moment, a wave of aquatic life came into his ears, not the sound of autumn rain, but the sound of water splashing in the room, Ning Ran's hand on the eaves became a little stiff, he was not stupid, listening to this aquatic life, it was not difficult to guess that he was bathing after the rain.

A gust of wind blew Ning Ran's cheeks and blew Leng Xueyin's door, and unconsciously, Leng Xueyin was standing behind Ning Ran.

's hair was dripping with water, her pretty face was flushed, and she said with a hint of displeasure in her eyes: "I said, if you come into my room casually, I will kill you." ”

Ning Ran swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, can you not indulge in the scenery of the beauty bathing at this time, who knows what this woman can do when she is angry?

"Master, I just want to send you a bowl of lotus soup, this lotus soup has the effect of resisting wind and cold, and it is most suitable for Master to drink after the rain. Ning Ran continued to sell cute, and tried his best to make the identity of an apprentice perfect.

Leng Xueyin's eyes were cold, obviously she was not confused by Ning Ran's rhetoric, how could she not understand Ning Ran's thoughts, so she said lightly: "If you have something, just say it." ”

Ning Ran was a little embarrassed, he knew that he would definitely be slapped in the face by the other party, but he had to do it, this time of getting along with Leng Xueyin, let him experience some methods, dealing with this woman, you must be shameless, as the old saying goes, people don't want to be invincible in the world.

Since the other party was open and honest, Ning Ran had nothing to play, so he said seriously: "I want to ask you for someone." ”

"Who?" Leng Xueyin looked straight at him, the cold look in her eyes could make Ning Ran's heart tremble.

"I want Yan Qingwu. Ning Ran finally said.

Heart, at this moment, changed subtly, Ning Ran felt that a heavy matter had settled, and Leng Xueyin felt that a troublesome matter had to be solved.

"Qingwu's affairs are up to her, and whether she wants to look down at the sky tower or not depends on her wishes, and it has nothing to do with me. Leng Xueyin's words made Ning Ran speechless, and her feelings were all Ning Ran's own boring, a woman like Leng Xueyin, what could be in her eyes?

But hearing what the other party said, Ning Ran breathed a sigh of relief, without the insurmountable obstacle of Leng Xueyin, he and Yan Qingwu would naturally be able to fly together.

"However, I will not allow you to look up at the sky. Leng Xueyin looked at Ning Ran's self-amusement, and suddenly said something again.

This is a god's sword, Ning Ran really wants to beat up the woman in front of him, is there such a play with people? I can't go up to the sky, how can Yan Qingwu take the initiative to come down.

Ning Ran's eyes also became ungentle, he mustered up twelve points of courage, risked his life and said: "Master, I must go up to the Wangtian Tower, if you think I am wrong, kill your apprentice with your own hands." ”

Ning Ran repeatedly emphasized that he was the other party's apprentice, for fear that Leng Xueyin would be angry and clean himself up, but at this time, he must not admit it, otherwise he and Yan Qingwu would talk about the future.

As Ning Ran expected, Leng Xueyin didn't make any drastic moves, but said lightly: "You are now a disciple of the Seven Killings, if you carry out a task I have arranged, I will allow you to go up to the Heavenly Tower." ”

Ning Ran saw that there was room for turnaround, so he hurriedly asked, "What task?"

"Go to the palace to find Li Xuanzhong and avenge the sword spirit. Leng Xueyin said seriously.

It turned out that Leng Li Xuanzhong killed Jian Wei, and Ning Ran was ruthless in his heart, but he immediately reacted and took revenge?

"I can't beat Li Xuanzhong, this task is a bit difficult. Ning Ran said frankly that he was not a second goods, and he stupidly accepted this impossible task.

Leng Xueyin's face instantly became ugly, and he said: "You can't do such a simple task, why do you want to dance, why do you want to be my Leng Xueyin's apprentice, hurry back to cultivate." ”

The exit was dirty, and Leng Xueyin actually said dirty words, which made Ning Ran open his eyes widely, but these words were too hurtful to his self-esteem, and Ning Ran always felt a feeling of being despised by her.

This feeling is really bad, it seems that I really have to do something, Ning Ran thought like this.

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