Su Changqing looked at Mu Ningxue's tearful appearance, endured the pain and smiled, wiped away her tears, and said, "I'm fine, you go and see Nangong seniors." ”

Nangong Ji was lying in a pool of blood covered in blood, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, his chest rose and fell, Mu Ningxue injected internal qi for him, and found that there were wounds spreading almost everywhere in his body, if it weren't for his old man's strong internal strength and hard support, maybe he would have returned to heaven a long time ago.

I hurriedly healed him for a few hours, found him a place where he could lie comfortably, and took some water to wash his wounds.

Mu Ningxue hurriedly returned to Su Changqing's side, but fortunately Su Changqing was still awake.

"Ning Xue, you are so beautiful, more beautiful than a fairy!" Su Changqing said with a smile.

"What do you look like, you can still laugh and say these poor words, you are really amazing!" Mu Ningxue said in a deliberately yin and yang manner.

When Mu Ningxue healed him, he was surprised to find that Su Changqing's injuries were even more serious, his internal organs almost exploded, and there were many old injuries that were difficult to recover, and he would be repelled as soon as the internal qi was entered, but when he looked at him again, he forced a smile and was still conscious, Mu Ningxue couldn't help but feel sad, and a handful of tears suddenly filled her eyes.

Choked up, "Why are you so badly injured?" ”

With red eyes and a worried face, Su Changqing's huge pain seemed to be transferred to her.

Su Changqing's old injuries have slowly recovered, and now that the new injuries have increased, the pain is naturally unbearable, but he still endured it, but as soon as he saw her crying, it was as if the whole world had collapsed.

Touching her face and staring into her watery eyes.

"It's okay, Nangong seniors are really the masters of the past, but I still won, how about it, I said I will win!"

In fact, when he promised her to win before, Su Changqing didn't have confidence in his heart, because the old injuries he had left in the sword mound had damaged his strength, and he couldn't reach his peak state at all.

Then he fought with all his strength in Cangshan, almost exhausted all his strength, and even lost some of his own longevity.

As for the end, Su Changqing still kept his hand, and Nangong Ji was able to survive under that sword.

"I don't want anything to happen to you, if you tell me this time that you are so desperate, I will not promise you to wait at the bottom of the mountain anyway, do you know how scared I am?" Mu Ningxue pouted and didn't look at Su Changqing.

Feeling the temperature of S Mu Ningxue's fingers, Su Changqing said softly: "Resolutely not!

For the title of "lady", Mu Ningxue gradually got used to it, and she thought it was quite interesting.

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Three days later, Su Changqing was able to get up and walk around, but fortunately Mu Ningxue didn't ask about the old injury, otherwise he really didn't know how to answer. There was still a lingering pain in my chest, but it wasn't a piercing pain anymore, but it was fine.

In the snow, there was a raging fire, and Mu Ningxue beckoned to him: "I roasted chicken for you and Nangong seniors, come here." ”

Nangong Ji was unceremonious, sitting on the ground on one side, the wounds on her body had healed, and although she hadn't recovered much, she was already able to trot.

His chest showed a dark complexion, and he was not afraid of the cold.

I took the chicken from the rack and stuffed it into my mouth.

He took a big bite and gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "It's really good! It's much more fragrant than the food cooked by the people in my house!"

Mu Ningxue smiled happily, she was worried about being perfunctory by these two for a while, but she didn't expect the result to be unexpected.

Perhaps out of the confidence of being praised, he hurriedly picked up another roast chicken and gave it to Su Changqing, who was coming step by step: "You can taste it!"

Su Changqing sat down slowly, took the roast chicken, the color looked good, and he smiled and praised first: "My lady baked it, it must be delicious!"

After taking a big bite, Su Changqing immediately regretted it a little, it tasted extremely unpalatable, he almost vomited, what else could he do, he praised others, and he couldn't finish the game, so he ate them all.

Looking up at Mu Ningxue's expectant eyes again, Su Changqing forcibly endured the pain of her taste buds and said, "It's so delicious!

Su Changqing regretted it again, and Mu Ningxue nodded vigorously.

It's over!

Su Changqing scolded himself for owing his mouth, if he eats roast chicken with this taste every day in the future, the end can be imagined......

In other words, Nangong old-timer this?

Su Changqing looked at Nangong Ji again, eating with relish, and his mouth was full of oil.

Su Changqing made a few "hehs", frowned and finished eating this desperate roast chicken, and touched his mouth: "Ning Xue, you are so good!"

Mu Ningxue smiled even brighter.

Nangong Ji actually didn't have a mind on this chicken for a long time, when he ate chicken, he was actually tasteless, and Kua Mu Ningxue was just because he was covering up his heart.

Thirty years ago, he lost to Situ Kong, which made him knot.

More than once he wondered what would happen if he didn't leave.

He couldn't understand that Situ Kong, as the winner, actually chose to retire in advance.

After that, he also wanted to go to Ershan, but he never could untie the knot and open his heart.

Now, thirty years have passed, Sikong Tu's apprentice came to fight, exhausted his internal strength, fought with all his strength, didn't even want the old face, and used the fist of Buddhism just to seek a victory, but in the end he was defeated, and he was covered with injuries.

The emptiness of the heart has reached the extreme, what have you pursued all these years?

He forced a smile to cover himself up and decorated himself as an "old urchin".

Su Changqing stared at Nangong Ji embarrassedly: "Senior, don't blame me for being too heavy, I'm sorry." ”

Nangong Ji came back to his senses from the emptiness in his heart, waved his hand and said with a smile: "Go all out, I still understand this truth, besides, the sword has no eyes, didn't I leave you with a lot of injuries?" haha." ”

Is this really the case? The result of going all out and still losing to an eighteen-year-old boy was an unprecedented blow to Nangong Ji's Dao Heart.

......

The snow world is very large, and there is snow as far as the eye can see, and this vast white snow is like Nangong Ji's heart, extremely pale.

The wind at night was also very strong, the sky was as dark as ink and there was no end in sight, Nangong Ji stood in the pavilion and looked into the distance, letting the wind blow.

The windows were blown whirring, and a few faint lights flickered.

Xi Chen tiptoed over with a pot of warm tea.

"Master, it's cold at night, drink a cup of tea to warm up!"

On the table in the room, a cup of tea was poured.

Nangong Ji turned around.

Xi Chen was an outcast he picked up twenty years ago, and he didn't want him to practice martial arts at that time, so he taught him the art of war, strategy, the emperor's mental arts, and temple affairs.

This apprentice is extremely smart, he will learn it, and now the city government is quite deep, but now the temple incense is weak, there is no place for it, and the rivers and lakes are sinister, so he has always stayed by his side.

Xi Chen has always respected him very much and is willing to follow Nangong Ji to serve him.

Nangong Ji took a cup of steaming tea and tasted it.

"Xi Chen, do you know who those two are today?"

Xi Chen and the two also observed, Nangong Ji attaches great importance to these two young people, and Xi Chen's age is similar to them, so it must not be an unknown person to get Nangong Ji's attention.

In the snow world, Nangong Ji has been in charge for many years, and no killing is allowed.

Later, Xi Chen heard the master mention the past, and only then did he know that the master turned out to be the third "Hundred Flower Knife" in the world.

"Xi Chen doesn't know, but he's definitely a big shot!" Xi Chen said respectfully.

Nangong Ji sighed and said, "One is the apprentice of Li Xuanyue, the first in the world, and the other is enough to be famous, even if he is not the second master in the world. ”

"Oh, no matter what Master is also famous?"

Xi Chen became interested.

He has been learning strategy from his master since he was a child, although he doesn't know martial arts, but he is also a rare strategist, but he is not famous.

And people who are about the same age as him have made a name for themselves on their own.

"Do you remember the day I went out and called those two?"

Xi Chen nodded: "Remember, that day the master said that he would go out once and come back soon." ”

"That time I fought that boy in Cangshan, and I lost!"

"What!" Xi Chen couldn't believe it.

Master lost?!

In other words, that young man defeated the third in the world and had the strength of the third in the world!

After a long time, Xi Chen said: "Master...... Master, you let him?"

"No, not only did I not keep my hand, but I did my best, and the result was a fiasco, leaving a serious injury. ”

As soon as these words came out, Xi Chen couldn't believe it, and his eyes widened.

"You'll follow them tomorrow......"

Nangong Ji said meaningfully.

Xi Chen was about to speak, but Nangong Ji beckoned: "It's so decided, I will send you tomorrow for the teacher." ”

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