At this time, Murong Ni was surrounded by many Kunlun sect disciples, Luo Ming'an suddenly turned his head and beckoned to her: "Murong Ni come here, the head of the sect has a few words to say to you." ”

Murong Ni raised her head from among the many disciples, only to find that Luo Ming'an, who was sitting on the spar, couldn't care about anything, and directly spread the news to Kunlun Mountain, so she smiled and flew up and jumped on the spar where Luo Ming'an was.

This spar is very spacious, accommodating five people to sit cross-legged, after Murong Ni arrived, she saw that in front of the light curtain in front of her were the head of the sect and several high-ranking elders in the sect, most of which Murong Ni had never seen.

But seeing that the head of the house said to Murong Ni with a kind face: "The next challenge is Baihui Zhenren, who ranks one hundred in Baizhi, do you have confidence?"

Hearing this, Murong Ni pondered for a while, and then said: "If you talk about faith, it is natural to have half of it, and then keep half of it, after all, the disciple is young and ignorant, and his experience is still shallow, so he still has to read more and watch more in the future, even if he loses, he has no regrets." ”

"Hahaha, that's right, that's right, you kid is quite conscious," the head smiled happily, and then said: "Even if you lose, you have won a lot of glory for the Kunlun faction, and when you come back, I will definitely reward you, what about the scroll that simulates the battlefield of the Dao Demon, come and show it to this seat." ”

The scroll recorded her process on the Dao Demon Battlefield, and Murong Ni took out the scroll and spread it out against the light curtain.

Luo Ming'an suddenly thought of something, then looked at Murong Ni and said, "You haven't married yet, and you've been locked up in the ring for so many days, you definitely need something to eat." ”

After finishing speaking, Luo Ming'an waved his hand at Shen Nanxing: "Nanxing, it is inevitable to let her go out to eat alone this night, so you will take her there." ”

"Hmm. Shen Nanxing said lightly.

Luo Ming'an looked at the scroll in Murong Ni's hand, and then said, "This scroll can be handed over to this seat for safekeeping first, and then returned to you after returning to the sect and asking the elders to take a look." ”

The hall master did not dare to refuse. Murong Ni handed the scroll in her hand to Luo Ming'an.

Luo Mingan smiled lightly and nodded.

After waiting in the ring for a long time, now Murong Ni finally felt a little hungry, so she turned her head to look at Shen Nanxing.

The ice-blue long sword had changed to a width that could accommodate two people standing, floating in front of the two of them, seeing this, Murong Ni flew on top of the long sword and headed towards the city with Shen Nanxing.

The venue of the Wubang Conference also calmed down at this time because of Murong Ni's departure, and the people gradually dispersed and went back to their respective inns to rest.

Along the way, Murong Ni was much quieter, Shen Nanxing didn't speak, the atmosphere was extremely cold, but there was no trace of embarrassment.

I don't know when, Shen Nanxing suddenly turned his head and looked at Murong Ni behind him, his eyes were slightly red, and the tip of his nose was also a little pink, although his appearance was particularly cute, but for Shen Nanxing, these were not worth his emotion at all.

"You won," he said lightly, "for...... Why cry. ”

Hearing this, Murong Ni raised her eyes, looked at Shen Nanxing's eyes under the mask and said, "Senior Uncle Shen, have you ever been on the battlefield?"

"Hmm. ”

"I've also been on the battlefield, not a simulated battlefield like today, and the hateful thing is that at that time, I didn't have half the ability I have now, I could only sit on the ground and cry, I could only watch those people use those terrible weapons to take away my relatives and friends one by one, ......" Murong Ni blinked lightly.

Shen Nanxing pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and he didn't know how long it took before he slowly spoke: "It's over...... It's not yesterday...... Yesterday. ”

"Senior Uncle Shen?" Hearing Shen Nanxing's words, Murong Ni was stunned for a moment.

Shen Nanxing's ears suddenly turned red, and he suddenly turned back, as if he didn't intend to say another word to her.

Murong Ni looked up at the back of Shen Nanxing's head, and a bold guess slowly took shape in her heart.

"I heard that Senior Uncle Shen has always been silent and doesn't communicate with people, maybe it's not that Uncle Shen is cold, but because," Murong Ni paused, and then whispered tentatively, "Because you stutter?"

When the words fell, Murong Ni obviously saw the body of the person standing in front of her, and suddenly trembled slightly.

Shen Nanxing closed the phoenix eyes that seemed extremely indifferent because of annoyance, and gritted his teeth and said, "When ...... Of course not!"

"Poof-" Although she felt a hint of anger from Shen Nanxing, Murong Ni couldn't help but laugh out loud when she heard what he said.

But the next moment, the collar of his coat was lifted, and his feet left the sword and hung in the air.

Murong Niden didn't dare to laugh anymore, looking at the threatening eyes of the person in front of her, the smile disappeared from her face, and she hurriedly covered her mouth, and then muttered: "Uncle Shen, I won't say it! Absolutely keep it a secret!"

Maybe it was Murong Ni's good attitude in admitting her mistake this time, or maybe it was her previous wonderful performance at the Five Rankings Conference, Shen Nanxing finally endured the anger in his heart and put her back on the long sword behind.

Murong Ni, who finally stood on her feet, patted her chest for a while and secretly said that it was dangerous, and then looked at the man standing in front of her, for some reason, she suddenly felt that he was more and more friendly, not at all like the cold young man when she first saw him.

Ori Fang Pavilion

Murong Ni ordered a large table of dishes, and was grabbing a chicken leg to eat, and when she raised her eyes to look at Shen Nanxing, she saw that he was holding a jade slip and looking at it.

Seeing this, Murong Ni looked down at her table of dishes, then looked at Shen Nanxing and said, "Uncle Shen, this meal, is it okay for you to invite me?"

The words fell, and Shen Nanxing's indifferent gaze swept over her.

Unmoved?

Murong Ni smacked her lips twice, and then a smile appeared on her face that she thought she was quite cute, and said: "Senior Uncle Shen, one of my outer disciples doesn't have many spirit stones on him, what about you, not only with the elder's money, but also the spirit stone of the ghost character hall master, you must be very rich, just treat it as an elder to invite the junior to a meal and reward me...... My performance at the Five-Ranking Conference!"

Shen Nanxing's eyes moved, but she didn't say it all, he still had the inheritance left by Elder Taishang of Tibetan Wind in his hand.

A lot of money.

"Don't be proud. Shen Nanxing said slowly, he didn't refuse, he agreed to Murong Ni's request.

Seeing this, Murong Ni's mood was in a good mood, and her eyes quickly picked up the food on this table.

Well...... Try this, it tastes good!