Chapter 67 How to Deal with It?

"I'll admit it, I've never known what the practice is. Xia Yang gently stroked the old scroll, and there was a slightly cold feeling that penetrated into his fingertips, but at some point, this feeling of residual coolness turned into a faint and slightly hot feeling...

Quietly read Qingyang Jue...... When he first cultivated, he endured severe pain and crippled the ninety-nine tendons and veins in his body, and these ninety-nine tendons and veins became a black well that devoured vitality, allowing him to make crazy movements again and again.

It seems that this Qingyang Recipe is not as simple as devouring vitality in an instant, is there anything different?

Xia Yang read it carefully again and chewed the words in the recipe carefully......

Still not the slightest difference was found......

"Maybe it's because I'm too delusional in the face of the behemoth of Nanmen Academy. Xia Yang smiled slightly bitterly: "With just this trick of gathering qi, using the broken veins in the body to devour the vitality, and instantly stronger than yourself, this exercise is definitely very different... Do you still want to turn yourself into an immortal?"

He shook his head slightly, and took Qingyang Jue into his arms. Xia Yang took out the pair of pitch-black thorns again.

Stepping forward slightly, the double thorns in his hand drew two black arc shadows, and he shouted softly: "Desperate!"

The twin thorns snapped together, flashing a sharp black light, and a chilling attack stabbed out of the window!

"Weapon Martial Arts" Xia Yang nodded with satisfaction and looked at the pitch-black double thorns in his hand: "I don't know how Lu Dao is different from Xuan Dao Martial Arts or Phantom Soul Realm Martial Arts? ”

"What kind of weapon is this? It is said that the division between weapons and exercises is the same. It is divided into earthly level, heavenly level, and god level. The earth-level is called a gold-cutting weapon, the heaven-level is called a deadly weapon, and the god-level is called a peerless artifact. Xia Yang thought thoughtfully: "I don't know what kind of power the Dao Heaven level weapon can release..."

The half-knowing expression explained Xia Yang's unfamiliarity with weapons. He took the pitch-black thorns into his arms.

On the palm of the hand, a white plum blossom quietly emerged. There seemed to be a faint glow of icy white light.

"It's a beautiful one. Xia Yang looked at the window, and seemed to think of the girl in pink, the girl's ignorant and dusty thoughts... The corners of his mouth were shallow and vaguely expectant, and he muttered: "I don't know if Lu Dao Yuelin can make a breakthrough in the Golden Stage... North Shenzhou... The Great Hall of the Holy State... Far away..."

Searching over and over again... It seems that he wants to find some poor hole cards from his body, but these things undoubtedly disappoint Xia Yang...

"I can't escape... What should be faced is always faced. Xia Yang's eyes flashed with an inscrutable light: "Let's go talk to Susa Naniko..."

Susa's loft is on the third floor.

Walking along the delicate red railing staircase, Xia Yang walked up. Looking at the wooden door under the purple curtain in front of me, it was like a wide chasm... Gritted his teeth and raised his hand, and knocked it gently.

"Mentor Anling, come in. Susa's melancholy voice came softly from inside the room.

“...... No, I'm Xia Yang. Raising his throat, Xia Yang tried to maintain a calm state of mind.

"Huh, what are you doing here?" Susa in the room seemed to be a little panicked, and whispered, "You go quickly." ”

"I... I just wanted to say I'm sorry. ”

"I'm sorry?... No sorry anymore. Susa's voice was a little cold, and she seemed to let out a low sigh in the water..."The moment Miss Ben threw you into the sea, everything between us was shattered innocently with the drifting waves... Miss Ben thought, you should forget..."

"I, I said, no..."Xia Yang's heart was empty when he heard this, and he didn't know how to do it for a while..."Even if it is the white waves, there will be the beauty of folding again, not to mention..."

Suddenly closed his mouth, as if he had bad intentions and was talking about it! I really didn't want to do it again!

"Maybe... What a charming and brave wave..."Susa was not angry, but the crisp sound of the overhanging beam was tinged with sadness: "But... There's nothing between us... Perhaps never... It's all just a heartbreaking misunderstanding, maybe a sad dream... It's always broken. ”

"This is not a dream, this is reality! As if he was a little excited, he calmed down his mind and said, "I swear, really." ”

Susa in the wooden house suddenly heard this, her delicate body trembled slightly, and an indescribable feeling arose in her heart...... The voice was suddenly cold, "No matter what it is, Miss Ben doesn't remember, please leave!"

Xia Yang heard his cowardice in this cold voice, and quietly looked at the wooden door behind the purple curtain...... Although they are close at hand, they are always two worlds apart...

Standing quietly outside Susa's door... It seems to be contemplative...

If it was Xia Yang in the past, he would definitely open the door in his eyes desperately. But now Xia Yang didn't do this, after learning about the terrifying South Gate Academy, his heart was undoubtedly shackled deeply... He was afraid that he did not have such qualifications.

"Yes, I'm not qualified. Xia Yang laughed at himself with a desolate self-deprecation in his heart, and closed his eyes slightly... If you want to try to calm down, maybe you have to give two people a quiet time...

In this period of silence... Time may be able to melt the ice in my heart, may be able to melt the unbearable past, may be able to let go frankly, may be able to abandon the memories of the past... Maybe, there is no longer maybe, as long as the future is like a stranger...

"Do you really need time for us to be quiet?" Xia Yang smiled slightly bitterly in his heart, it was the first time in his life that he was so timid, so timid that he didn't dare to open the door within reach.

Long.

Xia Yang has never found the courage he has never lost, perhaps because he has not found a reason.

And Susa, who was in the house, looked at the door curtain from time to time, nervous and frightened, and all kinds of feelings of loss were hidden deep in that charming gaze, as if asking, is he still outside?

The atmosphere is quiet and eerie, telling the hearts of two people who are struggling and tangled...

Time slipped by... I'm afraid it's been three hours. The drizzle of the wind along the window also stopped in the darkening sky, and occasionally a drop of water that gathered in the gap between the windows fell and condensed again...... Patches of gloomy gray shrouded the window... At a certain moment, it was dark.

Dark......

Xia Yang has been standing quietly outside the door, like a statue of contemplation...

And Susa, who was honestly frightened, gently curled her jade fingers to play with a strand of her jet-black hair, and quietly looked at the door curtain with her red lips, and the slippery jade finger once again casually rolled up a strand of black and shiny hair...

Finally.

Xia Yang's lips moved slightly, ready to speak.

"Little mute, are you still there?" Susa's voice as low as an embroidery needle falling to the ground came faintly, and she probably couldn't hear it clearly.

"Yes, never left. Xia Yang's heart jumped slightly, and he replied softly.

"Huh?" Susa seemed to be frightened again, and she didn't expect him to be there with a tentative word! He had stood outside the door for five hours! Five hours of silence...... Susa's heart suddenly touched, and it seemed so simple that she knew that almost no one could do it... For a moment, he was a little frightened..."So, why are you not leaving?"

"I thought, I need an explanation. Xia Yang's voice was very sincere.

"Explain?" Susa's delicate body was soft, and she was in a trance...... Suddenly, his voice became extremely cold again: "You are lying to me again, you are simply an unreasonable person, I don't need you to explain." ”

"I want to... You need to. Xia Yang suddenly lifted the purple curtain and pushed the door open without hesitation!

Lonely and lonely: The suspenseful and explosive plot is about to begin... Sorry for the past two days. I'm too tired to go to work, plus I have a part-time job. That's why I came home at night to write and write... Write with exhaustion and soreness. Hehe, lonely sleeps less than seven hours a day, it's really in a trance! Lamenting that life is too difficult... But loneliness will persevere! In a word, never give up! Tomorrow I will have half a day off, and strive to be popular from the fourth to the fifth watch! The plot is already in my mind...

There is still a chapter at eleven o'clock today. Stay tuned.

By the way, I don't have time to revise it right now, and there may be individual typos. Partners, inclusive, tolerant first.