432: Lord, do you want to carry it or do you have to carry it?
Qiu Hai wanted to say, Ancestor, don't make trouble, your arrows are different from his arrows.
But Nanli had already let go.
Another shot of an arrow!
And Nanli is not afraid of hell ghost fire, coupled with this hell longbow, her strength can be exerted to the extreme!
Her arrows are faster, sharper and fiercer!
Qiu Hai pursed her lips, already thinking about how to round the field after Nanli's failure, so that she could save face and not be so embarrassed.
Who knows-
The people in the fairy realm saw another ghost rocket shooting, and it was so fierce that they were so frightened that they immediately manipulated the gate to close.
Don't hesitate to drag the mud and water.
Originally, the immortal gate was only opened a little gap, and it was only an instant thing to close.
With a click, the fairy gate was closed, leaving no gaps, and the ghost fire was naturally isolated.
"......" The corners of Nanli's mouth twitched slightly, is it so cowardly?
Not only that, the whirlpool slowly disappeared, and even the immortal gate dissipated together, returning to the appearance of the moon and stars.
It was so quiet that there was not a hint of wind.
It seems that the fairy gate never appeared.
If it weren't for the hairpin enjoying the aura, she almost thought it was just a dream.
"Ahemβ" Ye Siheng coughed beside him.
Nan Li remembered that Ye Siheng's soul had been burned, so she hurriedly threw the longbow back to Qiu Hai, and walked to Ye Siheng, with worry on her face: "Lord Wang, how do you feel?" β
Ye Siheng was weak, and gently leaned on Nanli's body, a little delicate, plus he was absolutely beautiful, and the appearance of the sick beauty could pull people's heartstrings even more, making people unable to take their eyes off.
"It's not a big deal, it's just dizziness and pain." Ye Siheng said.
Qiu Hai was so angry when he saw that he was clinging to Nanli, but he couldn't go out and tear the two apart, so he could only roll his eyes.
"You can't do this, you are so weak, how can you be worthy of your ancestor?"
Ye Siheng listened, and buried his head directly in Nanli's neck, "I really can't stand on my feet, Ah Li, you won't blame me if I'm next to you like this, right?" β
"How can I blame you, you are so uncomfortable, I will carry you back, right?" Nanli said seriously.
Ye Siheng paused slightly, and then said, "I'll just rest." β
Qiu Hai had already laughed out loud, "Lord Ancestor, you see that his face is pale and weak, so it's better to carry the person back quickly, otherwise he will faint here, and that will be called a shame." β
Although Nanli heard that Qiuhai was ridiculing, it also made some sense.
If Ye Siheng's soul is too damaged, then it will be a big trouble.
Soβ
Nanli asked for his opinion: "Lord Wang, do you want to carry it or do you want to carry it?" β
"......" Ye Siheng hurriedly straightened up, "I suddenly feel less uncomfortable, if I want to go back, I can go by myself." β
Let his daughter-in-law carry him on his back, and it is not surprising that the people of Kyoto will have something to talk about after tea and dinner tomorrow.
Nanli felt that he was carrying it hard: "Lord Wang, it's okay, you also know that I have a lot of strength." β
Ye Siheng put on a loveless expression, "I know, but I really don't need to, I'm really fine." β
"Lord Ancestor, don't listen to him......" Qiu Hai's voice stopped abruptly, and he swept Ye Siheng up and down in some surprise.
This soul power is too strong, and Ye Siheng's soul has no trace of being burned by the Nether Ghost Fire!
Nanli also glanced at him carefully, and was also surprised: "Huh? You're really good! β
She grabbed Ye Siheng's arm and looked back and forth.
There really wasn't any damage, and after not seeing her for a while, she felt that Ye Siheng's soul was a little stronger.
"What's going on...... Nan Li touched her chin, "My talisman shouldn't be so powerful, it's just to prevent evil spirits, how can I repair the soul that was burned by the Nether Ghost Fire." Not...... Maybe your soul power is too strong and repairs it automatically? Eh, are you ...... with Xue Shengnan?"
Qiu Hai's eyes were gloomy, his gaze moved away from him, and he locked Nanli tightly: "Ancestor, you must be too powerful, what does it have to do with him." β
Nanli pursed her lips, but she was a little self-aware: "Don't coax me, what kind of strength I have now, I know it myself." β
Qiu Haile was happy, "Then you dare to destroy the woman's soul, she is from the fairy world, and everyone in the fairy world will inevitably trouble you in the future." β
Nanli didn't mind, "The people of the fairy world don't dare to open the immortal gate at all and let the aura leak out." Even if they sneak out, they don't dare to kill mortals, unless they just want to attract thunder. β
Qiu Hai raised his eyebrows, it turned out that the ancestor had already considered it when he did it.
That's right, once the golden pill is cultivated, it will be considered half an immortal, if you do it to mortals, it will violate the way of heaven and you will be subjected to thunder.
After suffering a thunderstorm, even if he doesn't die, his cultivation will regress, and immortal cultivators generally don't take this risk.
But it doesn't mean that people in the fairy world won't borrow knives to kill people.
But it was also a mortal sword that was borrowed.
Since it is a mortal matter, the ancestor will definitely be able to deal with it.
"In this case, the ancestor should take care of himself, and call me again if there is something." Qiu Hai smiled, and the country and the city were captivated, "I'm here at any time." β
He actually wanted to take a few more glances at the Ancestor, but the Hades Gate couldn't be opened anymore, otherwise the Yin Qi would seep into the Xue family's ground.
He took two steps back, saw Nanli waving at him, and then closed the door with a satisfied flick of his sleeves.
Ye Siheng grimaced and said, "You didn't tell me that the king of Hades is so handsome. β
Nanli glanced at him and said seriously, "You look better." β
Ye Siheng's mind moved slightly, and his cheeks were a little red, "I came back from a hurry for days, how can I look better than him?" β
At this time, Qingfeng trotted into the courtyard and shouted: "Lord Wang, you didn't hang that waist pendant, which one do you want to choose?" The subordinates think this one is very good, elegant and light, and it matches your newly made robe very well. β
Nanli stretched out her head and saw Qingfeng's hurried footsteps, holding several waist pendants in his hands.
She glanced at Ye Siheng carefully, "Your new robe is good, you are handsome and chic, eh?" You're not bad with this crown, this style...... The second brother came to me to cry the day before yesterday, saying that a hair crown he fancied was taken first, and it turned out that the prince bought it. β
Ye Siheng was eager to cut off Qingfeng's tongue at this moment.
But it's just a little less to hang a waist pendant, as for catching up?!
He smiled reluctantly: "It's just that the subordinates think that I am in a hurry to return to Beijing, and the clothes and hair styles are old, so they prepared them for me early, and I thought that I couldn't brush off their kindness......"
"I've seen the princess!" When Qing Feng saw Nanli, his eyes lit up with excitement, and his mouth kept talking, "Princess, you don't know, the prince has missed you all the way, I'm afraid that I won't look good, so I deliberately flew a pigeon to pass the book and asked Heijiawei to buy new clothes and accessories to wait at the post house, and when I saw that they bought less, I lost my temper, saying that I didn't have to pick the clothes less." But the subordinates think that the prince is very good, princess, don't you say? β
- Good night...