Beyond the Divine States Chapter 237: : The iron sword comes in the wind and snow

Middle-earth, the ancient spirit school, the gray mist weighs down the city.

This is the third month since Ning Xiaoling came to Gu Lingzong. She still had an unreal feeling when she looked at the dead spirits floating in the sky like a dragon.

The Ancient Lingzong is not pure sword repairing like the Heavenly Sword Sect. There are spirit control skills, sword skills, and alchemy involving ancient gods. There are more than a hundred kinds of big and small skills. Ning Xiaoling did not major in the most familiar swordsmanship, but chose the path to the undead.

There are creatures dying between heaven and earth all the time, and the ancient Lingzong sits at the ruins of the underworld, and monopolizes most of the ghostly aura. The remaining ten small sects in the middle earth who practice this way worship every year. , In order to barely get a share of the pie.

When Ning Xiaoling first entered the sect, she was awarded a brass ring—all the inner sect disciples of the Ancient Lingzong possessed a ring of this kind, and in each ring, there was a piece of authority. Fragments.

Of course, this fragment of authority the size of a fingernail can't play a role, but it is very helpful for monasticism, and it is also a status symbol.

After Ning Xiaoling came here, she felt how abundant the aura of the big sect was. Between the stone cliffs in that sect, there is a famous blue and blue waterfall, which is based on the dark color. The main tune of Gulinzong is particularly eye-catching. What flows in the waterfall is not water, but the spiritual power that turns into a liquid form after being rich to the extreme. They are condensed from the sharp cliff of the mountain, and fall along the cliff wall, giving out a real waterfall-like roar.

This is a scene that Ning Xiaoling has never seen before in Nanzhou.

In this sect, the level is also extremely strict, far different from the Heavenly Sect of the Heavenly Sword, and Master Peak Master can come to class when he has nothing to do...

Except for the practitioners who taught them swordsmanship and spells, she had hardly seen any other higher-ranking people.

These practitioners who specialize in teaching people are named Mr. Shuo Ling, and each of them is strictly selected. Their realm is not high, only the peak of longevity, and their mission in the sect It is to teach junior practitioners and send away generations of newcomers. This is the case throughout their lives.

Ning Xiaoling said that Mr. Ling is a tall woman. Before Ning Xiaoling came, there were nine young monks under her hand. This made this Mr. Ling upset for a long time, because she believed that nine is the number of fate, and the one that exceeds it is a variable, which is unlucky.

Fortunately, Xiaoling was extremely competitive. After she came to the sect, she practiced assiduously, and her realm has also progressed by leaps and bounds. In just two months, she was able to enter the "Yellow Spring" to quench her body without any problems. Well-known.

Every year in the winter, all the younger generations have a big exam. Those who pass will go to a higher level of practice, and those who have not passed will continue to stay and wait for the next year's assessment.

Ning Xiaoling knew that two or three of his classmates had failed the exam for five consecutive years, and the limit allowed for each practitioner was seven years. She looked at their thinning hair and thought about the original Not everyone is a genius like this.

Well, only brothers are the real genius...

She has seen a lot of amazing talents here, but compared with the seniors, she always seems a little ordinary.

And she has also heard someone joking about her saying that Ning Xiaoling's age should be changed to "zero", because her concern for other things is almost blank except for cultivating the Tao.

But an incident that happened in October not only shook the land in the southeast of Middle-Earth, but also caused Ning Xiaoling's heart to trembled and worried about the country of Zhao thousands of miles away.

The Middle-earth power is divided, and there are more than a thousand sects that can be named, big and small, and among them, the only one that is truly powerful is the fourth floor of the Eight Gods Sect and a sword pavilion.

Ancient Lingzong is one of the Eight Gods and has a great reputation.

The fourth floor is like a seat on a chessboard, standing upright on the four corners. If the entire Middle-earth is a kingdom of God, then these four towers are the pillars of Middle-earth mythology and logic. The history is too long to be refined.

Jiange was originally just a dilapidated sect, but after the catastrophe five hundred years ago, the most legendary pavilion owner of Jiange took over the sword of Jiange’s opening sect, and made a sword visit to the 36th Sword Sect of Middle-earth. From then on , The nine sword saints of Middle-earth were exempted from their titles, and he was the only one to be called saint. Since then, the name of Juggernaut has flourished in Zhongzhou, and no one knows it. Rumor has it that his sword is fast enough to cut time.

But besides this, there is another place known to the world. That place is called the City of Ten Thousand Demons. The Ten Thousand Demons City is to the north of the Ancient Lingzong. There were many talented cultivators who entered the city with solitary swords, but no one was alive come out. The reason is that there are eight characters on the gate of Ten Thousand Demons City, "the one who comes is a guest" and "the one with the sword is dead".

But this time, this sensational event did not happen in the eight-story, four-story and one-story pavilion, but in the eighty-one kingdom of Middle-earth.

In the eighty-one countries of China, large and small, there are only seven of the real big countries. Each of these seven countries is the hegemon. The other small countries except these seven should have similar strengths, but in recent years , In the southeast of Middle-Earth, there is a country that has swallowed and nibble, rising rapidly.

The new country is called Lei Guo.

Lei Kingdom was born in a land of poor mountains and bad waters. There is a large area of ​​thunder, which surrounds this small mountain country. Although it is based on natural danger, there is no danger of enemy intrusion. However, the barren mountains there stretch, the land is barren, and the vegetation is difficult to grow. There are even rumors that there are ancient fierce gods suppressed under Lei Ze, and the people of the Lei Kingdom are the sacrifices of the ancient gods.

But a few years ago, Lei Guo had a female emperor. This female emperor was very young, but her talent was surprisingly high. When she was not twenty years old, she had already entered the realm of the purple court. With the people of the country, he has opened up a way of life in the poor mountains and bad waters. In the past few years, she fought south and north, winning more with less, and even occupying all the land of the surrounding small countries.

The Empress of Lei Country played their flag, which was a black flag streamer with a thunderbird on the flag streamer.

In recent days, the Empress’s birthday is approaching, and she presided over a big banquet, almost inviting the famous sect in the southeast corner of China.

Ning Xiaoling, as an outstanding disciple of the Ancient Spirit Sect, also accompanied the team to the banquet.

Lei Kingdom uses Lei Chi as the moat. Above the tower, the blue thunderbird banner hunts and flies, and on the gray sky, there are stout lightning swords that split the sky from time to time, illuminating the pupils brightly.

Ning Xiaoling was not interested in this state banquet at all, but after attending the state banquet, she was surprised to find that this banquet was not a real state banquet or birthday banquet, but a feast of the Empress Lei’s ascension.

The soaring of the purple court realm is unheard of even for a large sect such as the Ancient Lingzong.

During the banquet, Ning Xiaoling met the empress.

The empress is named Shiyu.

Different from the sturdy folk customs of Lei Guo, the lady emperor is very petite. When walking in the army, she looks like a cat walking through the road lined by tigers and wolves. The ends of her dark hair are faint. With the golden thunder and lightning, those thunder and lightning made her long hair silent and illuminate her back brightly, as if there were twin thunder and lightning wings.

When the rest of the people were feeling that the Empress was shocked, she was envious, and a few years later, when she was sure to be able to name the entire Middle Earth, Ning Xiaoling just looked at her carefully, thinking that the Empress had no help. Sister is pretty...

In fact, Shi Yu's appearance is very beautiful, but Ning Xiaoling always feels that she is missing something, she looks like a beautiful and powerful doll, very close to people.

Ning Xiaoling was eating a state banquet and occasionally took a look at the female emperor sitting on the highest point, and imagined some scenes of brothers and sister Xianger together in his mind, which added some comfort. But she also knew that these images she imagined might never happen again.

The banquet and the half, the sudden change occurs.

Outside the gate of Lei Kingdom, a snow fell suddenly.

A crystal-clear flying sword spanned thousands of miles of Lei Ze, passed through twelve cities, and arrived with a violent storm and snow, hovering outside the imperial city.

A young girl also stands on the Ice Sword.

The young girl also has a beautiful face. She is dressed in a thick mink fleece, with snowflakes floating between her coats. Her eyes are more like polished ice, clear and translucent, glowing for a long time. The scattered frosty air.

A bird stopped on her shoulder.

"Are you Shi Yu?" The **** the sword of ice and snow crossed the crowd, stared at the empress of the thunder country, and asked in a cold voice.

Shi Yu raised her head slightly, and gradually frowned as she looked at this uninvited guest who was about his age.

"Who? What's the matter?" During Shiyu's questioning, thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, making her brows not angry and pretentious.

The **** the Snow Sword said, "My name is Xue Yuan, the city lord of the North Country's Chill-year-old City, I am here to seal the battle with you today."

During the words, she casually teased the bird on her shoulder.

She has the same name as this snowbird.

"Zhanshu?" Shi Yu's eyes gradually narrowed.

In the entire Middle-Earth, except for the Ten Thousand Demons City where no one has jurisdiction, the sects in the rest of the country have made agreements to strictly prohibit private fights between ascetics. Even in decisive battles, there must be a war agreement agreed by both sides.

This agreement is the jurisdiction of the ascetics. After all, a thousand years ago, in the age of the ancient gods, a sudden battle of gods might destroy the city and the country.

The misfortunes that beasts have caused, of course, as a human monk, you must not repeat the same mistakes.

So no matter where the sect is, as long as the scale is formed, there are many restrictions on the ascetics in the sect.

"Well, do whatever you like in the countryside. After all, this is a big place, unlike us where you can kill people casually." Xue Yuan said lightly.

Shi Yu said: "What if I don't allow it?"

Xue Yuan said: "You have no reason not to allow it."

The sound of thunder and lightning is denser in the sky.

Ning Xiaoling understands that under the full view of everyone, such a provocation of rushing through the gate alone is naturally intolerable as the proud female emperor of Lei Kingdom.

Not to mention that they are exactly the same age and level.

Even their totems are similar.

The flag totem of the State of Shi Yulei is Thunderbird, and Xueyuan’s robe is also painted with the **** bird of Xueyuan.

This is Shi Yu's state banquet and also her birthday banquet.

The day of ascension is approaching, but the battle book comes first.

Suddenly she raised her head and looked to the west, with a slight melancholy and sadness in her expression.

"No one can beat me at the same age and realm." Shi Yu said proudly.

Xue Yuan asked: "Why?"

Shi Yu said: "Because my mother is the most powerful person in the world, I am her daughter, of course I will not lose."

Xue Yuan let out a sneer: "My mother is also the strongest person in the world."

Shi Yu's eyes narrowed, and the current at the end of her hair flowed upwards, almost pouring all her black hair into gold.

"You..." She hesitated and stopped.

Xue Yuan laughed and said: "I know who you are, but you don't know me. Enclosure is king, and you think you are perfect...Do you know how cute you are?"

Shi Yu's face seemed calm, but everyone present could feel the strange breath emanating from her.

Thunder and lightning continue to flash in the sky.

She is connected to this city, this city, this sky also knows her emotions.

"Impossible! My mother is only my daughter!" Shi Yu suddenly let out a roar, like an angry lioness.

The tower broke through between the ice and snow and slowly pushed into the city. The **** the sword said: "Sooner or later we will have a battle. Instead of waiting until we return to the kingdom of God, we should decide the winner now. Save it a few years later to bother my mother. Right? Sister."

"Who is your sister?" Between Shi Yu's clothes, the thunder light was so strong that it looked like an inextinguishable fire.

After the sword landed in the city, Xueyuan walked down on the sword, cold everywhere, winter came early, and the city also floated with fine snow.

Xue Yuan said: "Don't you understand, how big the world is, how can a figure like a mother put all the chips on a gaming table?"

Shi Yu believed it a little, but the horror and malice hidden behind the truth made her frightened.

She asked: "Why do you know this?"

"This is a secret." Xue Yuan said lightly. This is a secret that must be concealed.

Shi Yu said: "If it is true that we are both mothers' daughters, what is the reason for the fight between us?"

Xue Yuan said: "There are three chess pieces, but the grid is the only one."

Shi Yu asked: "Three?"

Xue Yuan nodded and said: "The last one is in Nanzhou. I will go to find her when I kill you."

……

The people who were present at this conversation heard it in a cloud of mist.

Although this grand banquet of Her Majesty the Empress is grand, the Empress is young after all. There are not many real big figures from the big sects, and these big figures do not know that the content of the conversation between the young girls is involved. The existence of is almost above everything else.

Ning Xiaoling felt that she understood a little.

Lei Que, Xue Yuan... Nanzhou... Fire Phoenix?

"Sister Xianger?" Ning Xiaoling murmured uncertainly.

When she looked at them again, a terrible conjecture appeared in her heart, and her expression had changed.

The disciple next to the same door has never seen this cold beauty-like little junior girl with such a surprised look, curiously asked, but did not get an answer, just watched her eyes twinkling, embarrassed, and seemed to want to leave at any time Away.

Thunder is in the sky.

Shi Yu stared at the other side stubbornly, her heart was already tumbling with stormy waves, but her face did not show it.

In these years, her rise in Lei Country is almost miraculous.

She holds a sword of blue thunder and cuts a path to no one. There are many difficulties and dangers along the way, but she can always be dangerous. She believes that this is the test and the test of her mother. Experience.

But at this moment, another girl is standing in front of her, and they can even be sisters.

Which side will the mother be on this time?

The thunder in the sky gradually fell silent.

"Excuse me, everyone." Shi Yu's thoughts gradually fell silent, and she bowed her body apologetically to the guests present: "Today's banquet is probably going to disperse ahead of time."

Xue Yuan smiled.

"Your Majesty, this kind of provocative war script is not in compliance with the rules, don't care about it. The national script has something to say..." Someone stood up and persuaded.

Shi Yu held up his palm and said: "No, this is not a war book, this is... a family affair."

"Sister is so courageous." Xue Yuan laughed.

Her smile looked enchanting and pale.

"Where is the battlefield?" Shi Yu asked.

Xue Yuan said: "It's up to you to choose."

Shi Yu raised her eyebrows slightly. She was originally the master of Lei Country and had a good location. If she really chose her, she would lose her momentum first.

"If you want, it's okay to go to Snow Country with you," Shi Yu said lightly.

Xue Yuan smiled more: "What about this place?"

"It's up to you." Shi Yu responded.

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Ning Xiaoling stood at the gate of the city, turned around and looked over.

Among the imperial city, half of the city is thunder and half is snow.

These spectacles failed to make her concentrate.

She just looked at the confronting back from a distance, her lips pressed into a line.

"Xiaoling, what's the matter?" Said Mr. Ling noticed her anomaly.

Ning Xiaoling gently shook her head: "It's okay..."

Mr. Ling said: "Let's go, this state banquet is unhappy, and regardless of victory or defeat, that Snow Country Girl will offend countless people."

Ning Xiaoling is still a little dazed. She raised her head and asked: "By the way... Sir, where is the post office closest to Lei Guo?"

Said Mr. Ling asked: "Do you want to write a letter?"

"Hmm."

"Written to your sect?"

"Yes."

"It’s not necessary. For Tianyu Jianzong, it’s better to cut it off as soon as possible. Those disciples who arrived earlier than you will also take root in the middle earth... Nanzhou is too remote, so it’s too remote to practice on all roads. No benefit. After coming to Middle-earth, no one wants to go back."

"The Avenue..." Ning Xiaoling shook her head vigorously: "No, I have something very important to tell me Master..."

Said Mr. Ling remembered her strange look, and asked: "It has something to do with that Snow Country Girl?"

"Yes." Ning Xiaoling nodded vigorously.

"Okay. Then I will let the other disciples return to the sect with Master Liu first, and I will accompany you to the letter station." Mr. Ling agreed.

"Thank you, Mr." Ning Xiaoling thanked him.

Shortly after, the thunder sounded again in the imperial city behind him, like a huge wave rising to the sky, and the whole thunder country seemed to be trembling in it.

This was a duel close to the peak of the Purple Court, but unfortunately there were no witnesses.

The peak of the Purple Court, even for the practitioners of Middle-earth, is an extremely rare existence. Every ascetic of the Purple Court realm possesses a transcendent status in their respective sects.

This is also the reason why those big sects are willing to sell this little girl's face.

And those ascetics who have truly entered the Five Paths have also noticed the change of heaven and earth, and cast their sights here, but they have discovered that there seems to be some mysterious power that obscures the details of this battle, even if it is called good luck. The five ways of the sky can not be seen in its entirety.

They can only feel the dazzling image of the sword of thunder smashing the sky and the blade of frost sweeping the snow.

Over the imperial city of Lei Nation, there seems to be two real divine finches screaming and howling in it, spitting out hurricane thunder debris, tearing apart the chaotic world, and creating greater chaos.

If it is not Middle-earth here, this decisive battle will definitely be recorded in the history of a state.

It's just that the people of Middle-earth don't know what kind of personal game is hidden in this battle.

……

The end of the decisive battle was an hour later.

The thunder and lightning of Thunder Country will no longer sound.

The thunder light in half of the city was submerged by the snow in the other half.

Snowflakes are falling, piled on city walls, roof tiles, and streets, like a beauty with a white head.

Shi Yu looked at the Xuejian that pierced her chest, saying every word with difficulty.

"After killing me...you will go...kill her?" Shi Yu asked.

Xue Yuan said indifferently: "You will not die, you will resurrect in the kingdom of God, but if you lose to me, you will naturally not be reused by your mother."

"Why?" Shi Yu puzzled.

Xue Yuan smiled and said: "Do you not know why you failed or why I came to kill you?"

Shi Yu looked at her suspiciously, her lips trembling in the cold, ice and snow covered her body, and she was covered in white clothes.

Xue Yuan looked at her and wiped the snow off her shoulders. The girl's mouth was filled with endless sadness: "Good sister, in fact, we are all poor... Can you be willing to be a foil by yourself? Can? I'm not willing... I want to know who the little girl is, and why can I let my mother give her the blood of the fire and Phoenix that is closest to Suzaku!"

"Mother... Mother? She..." Shi Yu didn't want to die with confusion.

Xue Yuan knew what she was asking, she smiled: "Do you think you have the fate? Oh, we are so hard, but what we have to become in the end is another person's whetstone. All this, before we return After the kingdom of God, it is difficult to reverse. Fortunately, I have a secret... I want my mother to see who is her best daughter!"

The laughter of the snowy field became more and more frantic, and the wind and snow all over the sky seemed to be gushing out of her mouth.

She continued: "I should have gone straight to Nanzhou to find her, but after all, it's a long journey, so I will first come to see you, my sister."

Shi Yu kept coughing up blood, and she was unable to think about those tedious questions.

What she can most intuitively feel at this moment is the strength of the other party.

She obviously thinks she is invincible in the same realm, but she doesn't know why, but she is not the girl's opponent at all.

"You...Why are you so strong?" This is what she wants to know the most.

Xue Yuan didn't answer, she just smiled.

Shi Yu didn't know if it was an illusion, she actually saw tears dripping from the corner of Xue Yuan's eyes.

Next, she saw a smart white cat running across the snow, with blue eyes staring at her, and there were no footprints of this kitten on the snow.

Shi Yu knows that this is not an illusion.

Before death came, the girl’s sea of ​​consciousness was turning quickly, and she was awake as soon as she returned to light, staring at Xue Yuan, vomiting blood, and trembled: "You...you betrayed your mother...this ...This is white..."

She will never be able to say the last words.

The wind and snow covered her eyes.

"Oh." Xue Yuan sighed, she looked at the white cat behind her, and said: "What are you doing out? I still want to chat with my sister for a while."

She looked at the fallen body of the girl in the snow, and plucked a purple electric and blue plume from between her eyebrows.

She said softly: "Waiting for him to see you in the kingdom of God, you won't remember me if you want to come, but don't be afraid, sister will treat you well then..."

And now, she must show her strength to her mother.

This is the only way for her to escape her destiny.

……

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Ning Xiaoling's letter could not be sent.

The wind and snow swept across the field.

Xueyuan stepped on her sword and fell, holding a letter in her hand. She unfolded the letter and read it. The ink on it hadn't dried yet.

She looked at the girl in the white dress and smiled: "I felt a familiar aura in the city before. I never thought you were really related to her."

Ning Xiaoling stood in the sudden arrival of the wind and snow, like an enemy.

Said that Mr. Ling stood in front of her.

Xue Yuan looked at the tall woman, shook her head and said: "Don't worry, I won't kill people, I just want to ask something."

Mr. Ling said coldly: "We are from the Ancient Lingzong."

Xue Yuan was not afraid, and said: "I don't care where you are from."

The chief ambassador behind her now, who can the human sect can contend?

Ning Xiaoling and Mr. Shuo Ling have not been to Zi Ting, they can't be the opponent of this girl.

The wind and snow formed a field.

The snowflakes in the realm were finely disassembled, and they were pieced together and extended, turning into a fine needle after another.

Xue Yuan sits on the sword, like swinging on a swing.

"Next, I will ask you a few questions and answer truthfully. If you don't answer, every time I ask, a needle will go into your body." Xue Yuan said while looking at her slender fingers.

Ning Xiaoling has already drew out the sword, but with her swordsmanship, she couldn't cut through the snow storm cage at all.

The needles of snowflakes are getting closer and closer.

Said that Mr. Ling was also under siege. She wanted to signal for help, but her limbs were frozen stiff.

"The first question. What's that woman's name?" Xue Yuan asked.

Ning Xiaoling did not pretend to be dumb, she knew that she must be Zhao Xianger. If it is something else, she is not incapable of telling the current affairs, but sister Xiang'er is different. She knows that sister Xiang'er's name is implicit. Every time this bad woman knows a little bit more, sister Xiang'er's chance of winning is one less. Minute.

She tightened her lips and said nothing.

Xue Yuan asked again. Ning Xiaoling did not respond.

A needle is missing.

A miserable cry erupted from Ning Xiaoling's throat. She leaned forward and knelt on the ground, clutching her knees.

It's not physical pain, but the heart-piercing pain of connecting the soul and tearing the heart!

"The second question, what was your realm when you met her? Look at the content of this letter...Do you call her your sister? Tell me her story." Xue Yuan said.

Ning Xiaoling clutched her knees, shaking but firmly said: "I won't tell you."

I used to be brothers. Sister Xiang'er and Master are taking care of themselves... Now it's my turn...

Crack.

Another snow needle pierced in.

Ning Xiaoling knelt on her knees, her expression distorted with pain, her petite body trembled like a dragonfly, and the chill of her whole body couldn't numb her pain, but instead magnified the pain continuously... She only felt that she was herself On her knees, a bird with a sharp beak kept pecking at her. It pierced her flesh and bones and plunged into her bone marrow...

"The third question..."

Xue Yuan asked.

In the field of wind and snow, the screams of the young girl kept ringing, sternly.

"The seventh question..." Xue Yuan glanced at her. She saw that the girl had fallen to the ground, her body convulsing constantly.

But she still didn't say anything.

"Well, it's not a sister, but it's better than our sister." Xue Yuan laughed ironically.

But she didn't feel any pity at all.

After all, she even killed her own sister, and this outsider woman who dared to tell the news, just tortured to death casually.

"The seventh question." Xueyuan didn't even bother to make up the question. She raised her hand and Xuezhen pierced it again.

But the needle stopped in front of the girl.

Time seems to freeze.

Xue Yuan's expression was shocked.

In an instant, the domain condensed by the wind and snow was torn to pieces, and a pitch-black sword pierced through the snow, reaching the center of my eyebrows...

The speed of that sword cannot be described in words, it is like sliding on the plane of time, and it comes to the front in a blink of an eye.

The invincible Xueyuan at the pinnacle of the Purple Garden Realm has a feeling of inevitable escape.

Who is it?

How could the master of the ancient spirits arrive at this time?

As death is approaching, a cat screams.

A gap was opened in the area condensed by time, and the white cat grabbed the nape of Xue Kite's neck and fled quickly.

A drop of blood rolled down from the center of Xueyi's eyebrows.

If it is one minute later, she might really be beheaded here...

Of course she will not really die, but it will be extremely troublesome.

The white cat took her and left instantly.

At the end of her sight, she saw the flying silver hair.

……

Said Mr. Ling fell on his knees, looking at the silver-haired woman in a black robe in front of him, and respectfully said: "Dare to ask the benefactor's name? Our ancient Lingzong will be in the future..."

The woman raised her hand and interrupted her words.

She turned around, wearing a wooden painted demon fox mask on her face.

She looked at the twitching **** the ground, and her eyes showed an expression of appreciation.

The woman said calmly: "I'm just passing by here, I can't bear to bully people like this."

She didn't lie.

The woman stretched out her hand, provoked the little girl's minibus, looked at her beautiful face, and felt pleasing to the eye, she stretched out her finger and pressed her eyebrow.

The authority of time is attached.

Ning Xiaoling felt as if there was a hand touching her gently, and the pain was moving away quickly, and the ice and snow in the bones were slowly melting.

But she still couldn't use any strength.

"Thanks...thank you, senior...benefactor." She shook her body and said softly.

The woman looked at her for a while, always feeling a strange breath in her body.

She asked casually: "What's your name?"

Ning Xiaoling settled down, and replied: "Junior... Junior Ning Xiaoling, the age of thousands of generations."

Women are not interested in the word'age'...

Ning Xiaoling couldn't see her look. If she could see it, she would find this benefactor's expression very strange.

She struggled to get up, trying to thank the benefactor.

The benefactor got up and left.

Before leaving, the benefactor seemed to say something very strange:

"It's Ning again, and it's small... Well, it seems that I saved a bad girl."

Huh?

Bad girl?

Where am I broken...

Ning Xiaoling looked innocent as she wanted to defend, but the black robe and silver hair soon disappeared from her sight.

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(The word count exceeds the budget, I am writing a little late, sorry)