The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 8: Why?

No matter how obedient Ping Yongjia was, she was still dissatisfied when she heard this, thinking that although her surname was Ping, why should she take such a dangerous risk?

How can he be the lowest-ranked disciple of Shenmo Peak, and he can't escape from opening the door.

He left the courtyard dejectedly and went to the main entrance of Jingyuan Garden. After a short while, he took Nan Wang's hand and walked back.

It's not holding hands to be precise.

He bowed slightly, raised his right hand, and respectfully raised Nan Wang's wrist.

In the past few years, he was either in the Chaoge City Palace or the Underworld Imperial City. He was used to seeing certain characters. Today, out of fear, he subconsciously put it out.

Nan Wang looked indifferent, with his head held high, his eyes kept straight, and he really looked like a queen mother.

When she came to the courtyard, she retracted her right hand and squinted it a little disgustingly.

Ping Yongjia is amnesty, where she will stay, and with a swish, it turns into a sword light and disappears into the distance.

Jing Jiu looked at her and said, "It should be a few years later, a little more stable."

Nan Wang raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Why?"

Jing Jiu hummed in confusion.

Nan Wang walked to him, sat on the floor under the eaves, and said: "You have been here from the beginning. I have no reason to be slower than you. Why?"

Jing Jiu smiled slightly and said, "I won't make a noise with you."

Nan Wang looked at his face in surprise, wondering why his temperament has changed so much? Did the departure of Big Brother affect you so much?

Jing Jiu raised his right hand and stretched it in front of her.

Naturally, Nan Wang would not bow his head like Liu Shisui, nor would he put his cute face on his palm, snorted coldly, took out a small hip flask from his arms and placed it heavily on it, making a pop. A soft sound.

I don't know what material the small hip flask is made of. It is obviously extraordinary, with a faint cyan light, and there seems to be some magic circle attached to the mouth of the bottle.

Jing Jiu opened the hip flask easily, and he looked very familiar, thinking that he had opened it many times hundreds of years ago.

I don’t know how much of the wine is in the small hip flask. He drank it for a long time and didn’t finish it. He thought that Nan Wang must have re-refined it, even whale drink...well, the word whale should not be used. , He put down the hip flask, wiped his lips that were not stained, and handed the flask back.

Nan Wang took the jug, took a sip at will, and said blankly, "She has been walking for so long, do you want to drink?"

Many, many years ago, when even March went to Baicheng to do business, Jingyang would go to Qingrong Peak to ask her for a drink.

She didn't know the reason for his drinking at the time, so she misunderstood.

I missed a lifetime.

Now that even San Yue has really gone to other places and cannot come back again, what is the meaning of the jealousy and anger back then?

"For me, it didn't take long for her to leave." Jing Jiu said.

"That's right." Nan Wang was silent for a long time and said: "She treats you differently after all."

Jing Jiu looked at the invisible stars in the sky and said, "Every star is different."

Nan Wang said: "It's not this different."

Jing Jiu asked: "What is that?"

Nan Wang glanced at him and said, "The tone of your speech now...It's really weird. Are you sure you haven't been taken away by the hand-to-hand immortal?"

Jing Jiu said, "You think too much."

Nan Wang stared at his face for a long time, confirming that there was nothing wrong, and then continued the previous topic: "Many years ago, when she was still in winter, your realm was also very low, just in Xihai for Save her and almost died. Later, you went to Zhongzhou to send a questioning meeting for her, and you took the longevity immortal, and you almost died in order to refine the bladed immortal knowledge, plus this time in Chaoge City."

Jing Jiu asked: "So?"

Nan Wang said: "A guy who is as lazy and afraid of death as you, will actually work hard for others... and several times, it means that you still like her."

Jing Jiu said, "I said, I like them all."

More than a hundred years ago, in Jingyuan, right here, Nan Wang got this answer.

Mountains and rivers, everything in the universe, I like a lot, and of course I also have you.

At that time, Nan Wang burst into tears, slapped him on the face, hammered him in the chest, and ruined a courtyard, covered with scum on the ground.

Today she did not cry, nor did she do anything, but looked at him indifferently and said: "Can you work hard for me?"

"I'm not sure, just like I never thought of taking a risk for her, but when something happened to her, I still did it."

Jing Jiu stared into her eyes and said, "But don't try, because I don't want you to have trouble."

Nan Wang raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Who did you learn this from?"

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "It seems to be Gu Qing?"

Nan Wang gave him a mocking look and asked, "Then why didn't you let me like you back then?"

Jing Jiu seriously explained: "Because I like them all, so don't like me. That would be too troublesome."

Nan Wang was speechless, took a sip from the hip flask, and passed it to him.

The two of them just drank in silence. I don't know how long it took before the small hip flask was finally empty.

"Thank you for drinking with me." Jing Jiu said.

Such scenes really haven't happened in many years.

Nan Wang was thinking about what happened back then, couldn't help but laugh out loudly, and said: "Big brother hates you to go to Qingrong Peak to have a drink with me."

Jing Jiu said: "He couldn't help you, so he gave me all his grievances."

Nan Wang held up his chest and said proudly, "Brothers love me."

That is.

Liu Ci can assign the forbidden area of ​​Bihu Peak to her as a bathhouse.

The most serious Yuan Qijing hasn't seen the Song of Qingrong Peak's Ye Ye Sheng in hundreds of years.

The Green Mountain Array opens on time every year, welcoming the spring rain and autumn breeze and the first snow, which is convenient for her to enjoy the scenery.

Speaking of pain and pet, she really has a lot of pets in one body. Who makes her a junior sister?

"I heard...you played mahjong at the end?"

"Yes."

Nan Wang raised the small hip flask to his eyes, looked at the sky at the mouth of the flask, and said: "This is good, big brother...does it hurt when I leave?"

Jing Jiu thought about the laughter and the storm, and said, "He said he was very happy for the past few hundred years."

"That's good."

Nan Wang stood up, looked at him and said, "Since it's rare for everyone to be happy, don't do anything more?"

Jing Jiu understands what she means. This is from the real person of Taiping.

Like Ping Yongjia and A Piao, she is the youngest apprentice of Taiping Zhenren. What kind of habit did Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing's love at the beginning come from? Where did Fang Jingtian and Guangyuan real people's fear of her come from? Where do those pampering come from?

"When I entered the green hills, I studied with him to disperse the formation, and the formation was fake, and he moved his hands and feet."

Jing Jiu said: "From the very beginning, he didn't think I was soaring."

For ascetics, this is the greatest malice.

Nan Wang said in a puzzled way: "Master treated you very well back then. There is no reason to do such a thing. Could it be that you have other ideas?"

Jing Jiu said: "I probably understand his thoughts, but my practice is my business, and he can't do that."

"I don't care about your business, and I can't manage it, but when the brothers are gone, I will look at Qingshan. Don't go too far."

After saying this, Nan Wang waved his arm lightly, and the silver bell rang, and countless sword strings rose in the void, turning into an invisible bridge, leading her up into the sky, and soon went to the green mountain in the distance. .

Looking at the petite figure gradually disappearing into the mist, Jing Jiu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a relieved smile.

Although it took a little longer...the little girl finally grew up.

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Nan forgot to leave, the guys who left just now will naturally come back. Ping Yongjia was the fastest, and he returned to the courtyard in a flash, but as soon as his feet fell to the ground, he heard the silver bell from the sky again, and his face turned pale, thinking that this is called the turning back sword?

With the crisp bell, a snow-white long-haired cat fell on the side of the stream, staring at its steps, with an extraordinary bearing.

Ping Yongjia looked at this person, and he was relieved. After more than a hundred years, he once again grasped it by the tail familiarly, and carried it in front of Jing Jiu, and said, "Master, Master Bai Gui is here. "

In Liu Ada's eyes...there was no anger, only innocence and helplessness, and looked at Jing Jiu at each other, which probably meant what was going on with your apprentice? Knowing who you are, still so big-hearted?

Jing Jiu smiled, took it into his arms, and slapped it again from beginning to end very skillfully.

Ada knew his current state, so he didn't dare to neglect, squinted his eyes quickly to show a look of enjoyment, and did not forget to make a thunderous snoring.

Zuo Rusui and others have not yet landed in the courtyard. Hearing these thunders, they suddenly had the same misunderstanding as Ping Yongjia, thinking that Nan Wang turned back again, and quickly turned and ran away. Only Zhao Layue was the most familiar with this snoring sound. , Fell gently under the eaves.

Ada rubbed Jing Jiu's chin fondly.

Jing Jiu flipped over his palm and took out the snow-white chilly cicada and placed it on top of his head.

Ada waved his tail with satisfaction, jumped from his arms and walked into Zhao Layue's arms.

Zhao Layue noticed that the aura exuded by Hanchan is more chilly than before~IndoMTL.com~ With some interest, Hanchan poked with his finger, and Hanchan hurriedly turned over on top of Ah Da's head, revealing his belly.

"What do you do next?" she asked while poking Hanchan's belly. Just a few days ago, Chanzi had asked Jing Jiu the same question.

"No matter how much he thinks, he can't count as much as I think in this life."

Jing Jiu took out the porcelain plate and the fine sand that had not been seen for many years, and said calmly.

Zhao Layue did not speak any more.

Ada doesn't snore anymore.

Ping Yongjia didn't know what was going to happen, but subconsciously knew that something big was about to happen, she became extremely nervous, looked helplessly towards the stream, but did not see Zhuo Rusui and others.

Jing Jiu picked up a piece of fine sand and put it into the porcelain dish seemingly randomly.

A disc of loose sand suddenly turned into a painting.

Heaven and earth are drawn.