"What did you say?"

The black-haired girl didn't turn around, and her tone of voice seemed to be much less undulating than normal."

As a result, it seems that the feelings are unusually calm, or that there is no feeling at all.

Zhi Zhihua and Tmall Nu glanced at each other, "Seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes." Zhu Zhihua took a few steps forward and said in a low voice: "If the temple knows that the mountain lord is here", I don't think it will be so biased to help the moon wheel. ”

The black-haired girl picked up the pen again, wrote quietly on the case, and said, "Since you have received an edict from the temple to come to the aid of the Yan people, it is natural to receive a military order to assign tasks, where can you talk about partiality?"

Zhu Zhihua said anxiously: "Wang Tingshen is in the wasteland, just rely on us to escort grain and grass" Once we encounter horse thieves and soldiers, or even some people with bad intentions, "Then what should we do?"

The black-haired girl dipped her pen in ink and said softly, "So what?"

has been with the ink pool at the foot of the mountain for many years, and Chu Zhihua knows that she is like this, not indifferent, but obsessed with books and ink, and does not care about most things in the world, but now the disciples of the ink pool are facing an extremely dangerous situation, "She is the only one who can save this situation, and she can't continue to be so light."

Chu Zhihua clenched his fists slightly, looked at the black hair pouring down from her back with a solemn expression, and said: "If the mountain lord doesn't come forward, we may die in the wasteland, and you may be able to survive" But I will definitely die, and the lynx girl will also die, and those shameless yin villains will be happy and happy because of our death, and the Moon Wheel Country, which has been delusional to oppress the people of the Great River, may even celebrate the whole country. ”

The black-haired girl next to the desk slowly put the ink-soaked brush back on the inkstone, and after a moment of silence, she withdrew her hands into her sleeves and put them into her arms, and said calmly: "But why did we die?"

Listening to her as usual, Zhihua became even more anxious, and said with a wry smile: "Because we are not the opponent of the enemy.

The black-haired girl said calmly: "If the realm of the disciples of the Ink Pond Yuan has been raised, they are all masters of the Cave Xuan Realm, or if there is another great cultivator of the Knowing Destiny Realm like a master, then even if we go deep into the wasteland, who would dare to be so rude to us, and who would dare to frame us with such a ridiculous trick?"

Zhihua was stunned, not knowing what she meant by these words at this time.

"Because the disciples of Mochi Yuan are not strong enough", they have to be bullied, so in the face of this situation, they will be afraid of "fear of death, if we are strong enough, we will not be afraid, we will not be bullied." ”

The voice of the black-haired girl was as straight and smooth as the thin ice on the surface of a lake, without a trace of undulation.

"If you want to become strong, you must have the courage to face the experience. Why does no one in the world dare to despise Chang'an Academy? Because their ordinary students also have to participate in battlefield training, and they have to go to the most dangerous places to undergo the test of life and death. ”

"Don't always try to get me to speak up when you're in a tough situation. In the eyes of the world and you, I may have a bit of a false name, but you don't know at all that "in this world, a false name is the most powerless thing, and power is always only in the power itself" just like pen and ink will always only lie in the pen and ink itself. ”

The Tmall girl stood beside Chu Zhihua and looked at the black-haired girl, and couldn't help frowning and asked, "But Senior Sister, your realm is already so high, isn't it strong enough?"

"Cave Xuan Upper Realm ......" sounds really good. ”

The black-haired girl said calmly: "King Jingluo of the Tang Dynasty is known as the invincible Prince Longqing below his fate, and he is one step away from knowing his fate, Ye Hongyu is an idiot who even feels fear of Prince Longqing, what is that Dongxuan Upper Realm?"

These three people are the strongest of the younger generation in the world, and she mentioned it indifferently in her words, although it was a warning to her fellow disciples, "but it also revealed an aura that she is naturally qualified to be compared with these three people."

Hearing this, the Tmall girl stuck out her tongue and said: "Senior sister, what she said makes no sense, even if these three people have a high realm, they are only similar to you, if you want to say more powerful...... There are only great cultivators in the realm of knowing fate, but the problem is that such a great cultivator is either a great priest of the temple, or a peerless figure who founded a sect like Shi Bo, and ordinary people can't see one in their lifetime, how can they be so easy to meet. ”

The little girl's words were right: "The great cultivators of the realm of knowing fate are like divine dragons in the world, but they can not be encountered, showing their faces in the clouds, and instantly disappearing in the courtyard of the deep mountains", which is extremely difficult to encounter.

However, if Ning Que heard these words, it would definitely be difficult to have any empathy. The "second senior brother who often asks for advice and reference" who gets along with him day and night, such as the second senior brother with a mallet on his head" and Pipi, who grabs crab roe porridge by himself, "the master who soaks in the green building every day, the deletion and the tree who drift away, the national teacher, the royal brother, Professor Huang He, not to mention the master and the senior brother who have not yet met"...... ，

What is the difference between a great cultivator of the realm of knowing fate and the cabbage everywhere in the ground?

The black-haired girl made up her mind that "although the girls of the Great River Country still have many ideas in their hearts, they have to keep it" and began to prepare for hair, but standing on the shore of the lake, "looking at the lead clouds, the winter snow fluttering, and the distant wasteland that seemed more mysterious and dangerous than the previous days, the face of the flower could not help but show a worried look.

They are from the south of the continent and have never been to the wasteland, "no matter the food, climate, geography, or humanities, it is a blank, and the reinforcement Yan coalition has sent guides, but how can those guides be reliable?"

Who wouldn't be afraid of entering a completely unknown world without a reinforcement alliance and without a division to back up?

The young Tmall girl is more heartless, she is angry at the unfairness of the temple and the shamelessness of the people in the Moon Wheel Country, but she is not very afraid of entering the wasteland, she believes that as long as there is a senior sister, no danger is considered dangerous. So she still has the leisure to remember the Guihuā cake of Chang'an Furong Ji"

and the light of the knife in the snow that day, trotting along the lakeside all the way, "Find Ning Que and say goodbye to him."

Ning Que heard her say about the situation faced by the disciples of Ink Pond Garden, "There was silence for a moment, and then he looked at Xiao

The little girl with a flushed face smiled, and there was a lot of affection hidden in her gentle smile, such as sure enough, I'm too awesome or something.

The lynx girl looked at him in a daze, and suddenly said, "Senior brother, you are laughing so terrible." ”

Ning Que was stunned and asked, "Isn't it very gentle, sincere, kind, and simple?"

The lynx girl Gege laughed, and the silver bell rang on the lakeside, shaking down a few snows.

Ning Que looked at her, made his smile seem more peaceful and casual, and said calmly and casually: "It's really a coincidence, I also have to go into the wasteland to do errands." ”

The lynx girl's eyes lit up, she looked at him and said, "Senior brother is also going to the wasteland?"

"Hmm. ”

The lynx girl exclaimed with admiration: "You are amazing. ”

"I'm familiar with the wasteland. ”

Ning Que, who succeeded in abducting the little girl with guihuā cake, smiled slightly, thinking that when he left the wasteland last spring, he was a guide, and it seemed that he would still be a guide when he returned to the wasteland this winter.

Although he guessed the suppression and exclusion that the girls of the Great River Country might encounter, this was more of luck than analytical ability, and Ning Que was not an immortal who had ascended to heaven, so it was impossible for everything to go according to his ideas.

The Lynx Girl took him to the camp of Ink Pond Garden and told him about the matter. Chu Zhihua frowned slightly, looked at Ning Que and asked, "Senior Brother Zhong, you are a disciple of the academy, it seems that it is a little inconvenient. ”

In the novel, if you are going to do something somewhere, "at this moment, you suddenly meet someone who wants to go with you, then that person is not a gangster, and he may be a fugitive looking for someone to carry the blame." As long as you have a little experience, people who are not naïve and easy to deceive like the big * woman will feel that there must be some hidden problems in this coincidence.

Because Ning Que is a Tang person who the people of Dahe Country are willing to get close to, and he is also a student of the academy, and these days he has become familiar with the food of the girls of Dahe Country, and that day he even slashed the monks of Baita Temple to relieve them, "So Zhu Zhihua is reluctant to associate him with any bad aspects, so it is more polite to refuse."

Ning Que asked, "What's inconvenient, I'm worried that the temple will be unhappy if it knows that the Tang people have mixed in?"

Zhihua bowed his head slightly, indicating acquiescence.

Ning Que smiled and said, "Then I'll dress up as a disciple of Mochi Garden." ”

He looked at the disciples of the Ink Pond Yuan who were busy packing up not far away, and sighed in his heart that the Scholar Lord was also relieved, so he let such a group of young men and girls who had never been in the world come to the side to practice.

"Even if it's sending food into the wasteland, presumably no one on the road will check if there is one more me in the team" If you want to say that my identity is violent, well, I think the junior brothers and sisters of Ink Pond Garden" should be trustworthy. ”

His tone was calm and gentle, "but with an irresistible force, which is the rhetorical effort" directly discarded the question of why he wanted to go, and only talked about the problems of his peers, and so on, if the basis of the discussion was put behind.

I didn't know how to answer, thinking that if I didn't agree with this seemingly enthusiastic senior brother of the academy, my tone would inevitably be blunt, and maybe I would offend the other party.

Ning Que looked at her with a smile and said, "Is there any more questions?"

At this moment, a calm and stiff voice came from behind Huang Sè Buwei.

"The question is why do you want to go to the wasteland. ”

Huang sè cloth around the "girl in white slowly walked out, white clothes and black hair, with a wide blue cloth belt tied around her waist" lined the whole outfit more and more plain.

Ning Que recognized that this was the girl who was standing on the branch and looking at the lake in the early morning, and didn't say anything, "Just smiled and waved her hands and bowed."

The black hair of the girl in white was draped casually over her shoulders but not messy, and under the long and slightly sparse eyelashes, "her calm gaze did not know where to look, as if there was no accurate focus, and she looked a little indifferent" The white cheeks were slightly rounded, "without any expression", she looked like she was holding something in her mouth, and her thin and red mouth was pursed like a straight line.

Regardless of the eyebrows, eyes, skin, and expression, this girl can be called absolutely sè anywhere, but it is extremely beautiful in one place, and Ning Que, who is as lacking in adjectives as someone else, "quietly watched her and thought about it for a long time" and could only praise it in the depths of her heart, "and I really can't find any more accurate words."

The most striking thing is her gaze, which does not drift but just doesn't know where she is looking, so it seems a little sluggish and a little indifferent, Ning Que Huā took a long time before taking his gaze back from her eyes, and then noticing more details.

There is a cute pink hairpin pinned between the girl's black hair, and because of the cold weather, the tip of her nose is slightly red.

He repeated the other party's question: "Why go to the wasteland?"

The girl in white looked at him, as if looking at the tree behind him, and waited in silence.

Ning Que was a little unpleasant by the disdain that might be hidden in her gaze, and said, "Why do you want to go, because I'm too bored in Dongsheng Village?"

This is obviously angry talk.

The girl in white was not angry, still staring straight at him, or at the tree behind him.

Ning Que suddenly felt that in addition to Sang Sang, there seemed to be another woman in this world who could defeat him" couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, and laughed at himself: "Of course it's not a good excuse, I admit it, but I believe that you should also believe that I won't harm you." ”

"I'm familiar with the wasteland, and going on the road with you will bring you a certain amount of convenience, and you help disguise my identity, which is exactly what I need" So it's a win-win choice. ”

The girl in white finally said the second sentence, but it was essentially no different from the first.

"Why?"

Ning Que said gently: "Our two countries have been repaired for generations, and it is natural for the academy and the ink pond garden to join hands. ”

The girl's third sentence should be the same question: "There is no change in either expression or tone."

"Why?"

Ning Que watched her be silent for a long time, and finally really lost the battle, and motioned with his eyes to take the Tmall girl away, and only the two of them were left on the spot" He explained seriously: "The temple is interested in the wasteland and the wasteland, and I, Datang, are also interested in these" In this matter, the academy will finally make its own voice. ”

The girl asked expressionlessly, "Then why are you hiding your identity?"

Ning Que explained helplessly: "Because the academy just wants to go and see, in addition, I am a gold medal little secret agent of the imperial court, a little secret agent, of course, things must be done in secret." ”

The second half of the sentence is obviously nonsense" but I don't know why, it seems that this nonsense made the girl in white believe his statement, her slender and sparse eyelashes blinked, and she continued to ask, "What good do we have?"

"On behalf of the Academy, "Whether it's the temple or the Moon Wheel Kingdom, if I want to oppress you", I will be somewhat afraid. ”

The girl shook her head slowly and said, "If you hide your identity, you won't be afraid." ”

After Ning Que thought about it for a moment, he looked into her eyes and said, "If I really fall into a dead end, I will naturally not continue to hide my identity, I believe that with the self-esteem of Ink Pond Garden, I only need my help at that time." ”

The girl slowly looked away, looked at the trees on the shore of the lake or the thin ice on the surface of the lake, and said, "Why should I trust you?"

Ning Que replied, "Academy, worthy of trust. ”

The girl turned her head, looked at his Xiongkou quietly, and said, "Okay." ”

"What do you call a girl?"

"Moshan Mountain. ”

"Moshan Mountain of Mogan Mountain. ”

Ning Que thought to himself, could the mountain behind the Mochi Garden be called Mogan Mountain? If the ink was dry, how could the Book Saint King still write? Wouldn't that famous bookworm cry urgently?

"Academy Zhong ......" didn't know why, he didn't want the name Zhong Dajun to come out from the white-clothed girl Bo Chun, and added: "I'm ranked thirteen" girl, you can call me thirteen. ”

The girl Mo Shanshan took a step forward, "very close to him, squinting slightly at his face.

Ning Que looked at the good-looking little face that was close at hand, and felt so embarrassed.

Looking at the most subtle expression of the other party, confirming that he really didn't know who he was The girl Mo Shanshan nodded, patted him on the shoulder like an elder, and then turned to leave.

I don't know if she's satisfied or not. @。