Beyond the Divine States Chapter 234: : See you at sunrise

Ning Changjiu stopped and looked at the girl beside him.

Zhao Xiang'er half-opened her arms, her face was cold, her white skirt swayed like a flower, and she looked reluctant.

"Okay." Ning Changjiu agreed softly. He turned his back, and while recalling the way he carried her back, he bent his legs and bent down.

Zhao Xiang'er walked over and slowly leaned against her body. The pink lotus-like jade arms passed through the left and right shoulders and draped in front of him, while the slender and tight legs clung to his waist a little bit, because she was Because of the white skirt, when the legs are crossed at the waist, the skirt becomes tighter, and the curve of the hip and waist is drawn beautifully.

Ning Changjiu only felt that the familiar soft waxy sensation was sticking to his back, and then a pointed, rounded and small lower jaw stuck to it. Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand and put on the smooth thighs, and lifted them slightly harder to make their bodies lean more tightly.

Zhao Xianger glanced at his back collar and found that the wound inside was almost healed, and the newborn skin was white and slippery-as tender as a girl's.

Zhao Xianger was a little unhappy, thinking that she had deliberately killed her wounds before, and she really pretended to show it to me... She couldn't wait to stretch out her hand and pinch his neck directly like pliers.

Ning Changjiu felt the killing intent, and smiled and asked, "What's wrong with Xiang'er?"

Zhao Xianger's tone was flat: "You first walk around with my back, I want to sleep for a while."

Ning Changjiu asked in confusion: "Didn't you just sleep twice?"

Zhao Xianger said: "I can't see you when I fall asleep, so don't be upset."

Speaking, she pressed Ning Changjiu's hair on her side and closed her eyes.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Then you can't sleep for the rest of your life?"

Zhao Xianger said: "Don't disturb me."

Ning Changjiu walked across the river with her on his back, and walked aimlessly forward along the road he had walked back then.

After Ning Chang left for a long time, Han Xiaosu in the sand water poked his head and looked at their leaving back, and said: "Is this the girl Xianger that Xiaoling sister said...It's so beautiful." "

As Zhao Xianger came to Linhe City, the city seemed to have a sense, and everything that was originally depressed began to slowly regain its vitality.

The gloomy air at the bottom of the sand and water gradually dissipated and looked like new. Han Xiaosu only felt relieved. The figure dexterously shuttled in the river like a small fish.

Linhe City is very deserted.

Ning Changjiu walked slowly with her on her back. The girl's body is light and boneless, of course she is not tired. At this moment, even if Zhao Xianger is already a little bit easier, Ning Changjiu has gained a lot of enviable eyes along the way. .

Walking along the road in the city, you can even see their statues.

They saved the city back then, and the city always remembers it.

"What do you want to eat?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Zhao Xianger didn't speak, her body undulated evenly, as if she had really fallen asleep again.

Ning Changjiu said to himself: "It is said that there are several old shops in Linhe City. Those old people survived the disaster. We can also get lucky."

Zhao Xianger's face is quiet and still doesn't speak.

Ning Changjiu smiled and quietly turned into a deserted street.

After a brief silence, Zhao Xiang'er said angrily: "Be more disciplined!"

Ning Changjiu said: "Didn't Xiao Xiang'er fall asleep?"

Zhao Xianger was silent for a while and said: "Let me down."

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Zhao Xianger fell to the ground gently, she straightened out her white skirt, her beautiful eyebrows frowned: "That's how you carried me before?"

"Shy?"

"This is outside."

"There are only two of us anyway."

"What if someone else sees it?"

Now that Zhao Xianger's acupuncture point is blocked, he cannot extend his spiritual knowledge, and naturally lacks a lot of security.

Ning Changjiu rubbed her hair and said: "Don't worry, I will hide you well."

Zhao Xiang'er said annoyed: "Don't touch my head, you treat me as your little sister!"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "If you are dissatisfied, you can resist."

Zhao Xianger wondered what bad taste is this? She curled her lips, slowed down a bit, and said, "Your little junior sister came to see me before she left."

Ning Changjiu said: "What did she say?"

Zhao Xianger said: "I didn't say anything, it's just that the temperament of your little junior girl is getting better and better."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Junior sisters are very talented."

Zhao Xianger said: "Yes, Xiaoling is a good girl, but I am afraid that I will be..."

The girl wanted to speak but stopped.

Ning Changjiu narrowed his eyes and said, "Xiang'er keep on talking."

Zhao Xianger hated this sense of powerlessness, she sighed and said: "I am not you, how do I know what you are going to do in the future?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "What's a ruin?"

Zhao Xianger said: "For example, sister and brother, master and apprentice."

"Really?" Ning Changjiu folded his sleeves with both hands, and said: "Does Xiang'er's words imply?"

The corners of Zhao Xiang'er's lips provoked a little: "Don't pretend that you don't understand me."

Ning Changjiu smiled faintly.

Zhao Xianger walked through the quiet alleys and slowly said: "You seem to like this tune...I don't know why Xiaoling married such a good girl, how did I meet you."

Ning Changjiu said: "What about you?"

Zhao Xianger said: "I was kidnapped. If you have the ability, you can relieve me."

Ning Changjiu said: "I don't do things like letting the tiger go back to the mountain."

"Shameless."

"I am already very gentle."

"I'm hungry."

"I invite you to dinner."

"My money is not used!"

"You also said that I am a robber."

"Shameless..."

Zhao Xianger's little hand was grabbed by Ning Changjiu, and the two of them walked through the alley together towards the restaurant.

After ordering the food, Ning Changjiu put the chopsticks on and watched Zhao Xiang'er eat. After Zhao Xiang'er ate for a while, she raised her head, looked at Ning Changjiu, and asked: "Why don't you move your chopsticks."

"I always feel like I'm keeping a cat." Ning Changjiu said.

Zhao Xiang'er gave him a blank look and said: "All the eunuchs in the palace are responsible for keeping cats."

Ning Changjiu started eating now.

After eating and drinking, Ning Changjiu went out together with Zhao Xianger, and strolled around Linhe City. They looked at the newly built houses and recalled the past.

"That was the courtyard where Ning Qinshui used to be. You beat me for a month there." Ning Changjiu pointed to a brand new other courtyard and said with a smile.

Zhao Xiang'er said in a puzzled way: "How can you bring some pride in talking about such a shameful thing?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and rubbed her head, and said: "The worse I was beaten back then, the more relieved I am now, right? Miss Xianger."

Zhao Xianger couldn't hide, so she could only be forced to rub her hair. Hearing what Ning Changjiu said, she also felt uncomfortable looking at the yard. She turned her head away and said, "Go, I don't like it here."

Ning Changjiu said: "Where to go next?"

"White City."

"You can't go to Baicheng."

"How can I go?" Zhao Xianger asked knowingly.

On the Jiuling Platform that day, she lit the fire on the high platform, but Baicheng did not respond, she knew that someone was making trouble there. Now the identity of that troublemaker is obvious, and it must be assigned by Ning Changjiu. Lu Jiajia did it.

The marriage of Lu is really too much. He actually allowed his beloved disciple to come to me, and he didn't know how to tie a chain to me...

Ning Changjiu said: "If you really want to go, we will go."

"Forget it." Zhao Xianger regretted it again and said: "Let's go outside and have a look."

Ning Changjiu stopped, and Zhao Xianger naturally lay on his back.

The country of Zhao is remote and wild. Many places outside the city are barren valleys and mountains that have not been opened up. At this moment, in late autumn, thousands of trees are withered, and only the maple leaves in the mountains are red like fire. Looking far away, it looks like a draped among the mountains. Wedding dress.

Ning Changjiu brought Zhao Xiang'er to a quiet place with pools of water.

Zhao Xianger stood by the pool water, removed the embroidered shoes, and held it by her hand. Her tender jade feet plunged into the cool pool water in late autumn, and her pinky feet gently washed the water. There were ripples, and the reflection of the red maple shattered in the pool.

Ning Changjiu sat next to her. Behind them were huge trees with withered leaves. Ning Changjiu's fingers were imaginary paintings. Sword energy came out like a carved brush. Every leaf that fell was cut to pieces by sword energy. Accurately became the word "xiang", these words floating quietly on the water, drifting with the flow.

Zhao Xianger looked at these correct or elegant fonts, and said: "Small carving skills."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Xiang'er also show his hand?"

Zhao Xiang'er had no expression on her face, she bent down, gently stretched out her hand, lifted a piece of carved red maple in the water, placed it on her thigh, and looked at it carefully.

Ning Changjiu said: "This word is too much, but it is a bit like the word'囍'."

"This is the word my mother gave me." Zhao Xianger mourned: "This word has been with me for nineteen years, and now I can finally be worthy of it."

Ning Changjiu whispered: "Zhao Shiqiang... is indeed a good word. But for your mother, the gains and losses in this world may only be between the flipping of the palm."

Zhao Xianger nodded and said: "The disaster and chaos of the country of Zhao back then, and even the apocalypse that the country of Yan thinks of itself, should be arranged by her own hands. Although I rarely see her, I can feel that she is very The world is very indifferent, even to me."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Why did she fall so many children on you?"

Zhao Xianger gently shook his head: "Where do I know."

Ning Changjiu smiled indifferently, without delving into it, and jokingly said: "Then you won't be called Han'er."

Zhao Xiang'er glared at him: "Rang'er is so nasty. Lu Jiajia is now getting married. Why don't you let her change the word of marriage?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I'm not talking about Yang, it's the word."

Speaking, he dipped some water and wrote the word "蘘" on the stone beside him.

Zhao Xianger looked at it for a while, of course she could understand the meaning, clenched her fists, and furiously said: "You are looking for death!"

Speaking, she pushed Ning Changjiu down the pool.

In the thumping sound, Ning Changjiu threw a splash of water, and it really fell in.

Zhao Xianger was stunned, watching Ning Changjiu's head stick out of the water, and asked: "Why don't you hide?"

Ning Changjiu said: "You can't live up to Miss Wan'er's heart."

"You...you dare to call that again!" Zhao Xianger was furious.

But before she could lose her temper, her soft jade feet suddenly tightened. She lowered her head and saw that her feet had been captured by Ning Changjiu.

"Let go!" Zhao Xianger rubbed his legs hard, trying to break free.

She was like a sika deer drinking by the pool. Suddenly, she was bitten by the big fish rushing out of the pool, and she couldn't get rid of it.

Ning Changjiu hooked out his fingers and gently scratched Zhao Xiang'er's pink feet. The girl clasped her toes and bit her teeth. Her body trembled and exclaimed in exclamation "Ah", and then just listened. With a plop, a girl in a white dress was also pulled into the pool.

Zhao Xianger's water quality is very good, but at this moment, where is Ning Changjiu’s opponent, they either splashed in the water and attacked, or fought close to each other, Zhao Xianger fell under the wind everywhere, and finally was threatened by Ning Changjiu. After being forced to admit defeat, he finally returned to shore.

Zhao Xiang'er's body was at the end of the water at the moment, and the thin white skirt was tightly ironed on her body. Ning Changjiu saw it and was a little lost. After all, the white skirts in the past were looser, and he really realized this little girl at this moment. How arrogant he is now.

Zhao Xianger opened the red umbrella, covered herself, and said, "Don't watch!"

Ning Changjiu took out the sword and said: "May I help you dry it with sword fire?"

Zhao Xianger said: "What kind of a good person is you, the culprit?"

But Qiu Shui was too cold, and it was very uncomfortable to press against the skin wet and cold. When Ning Changjiu handed the warm sword over, Zhao Xiang'er said nothing, half-pushing and half-heartedly also acquiesced.

After drying the clothes, Zhao Xianger's expression eased a little. She looked at her white dress and said, "You soiled my clothes."

Ning Changjiu recalled: "Zhao country seems to have a Yunshang City?"

Zhao Xianger nodded and said: "Well, the clothes of the nobles of the country of Zhao are basically made in Yunshang City. There are the best silks and fabrics. Qianfold Xiang is the best clothes in Yunshang City last year. "

Ning Changjiu said: "Is there enough money?"

Zhao Xianger said: "Is there any reason to spend my money on the road?"

Ning Changji thought for a while: "Why don't we go to Qiaotou to do art..."

Zhao Xianger took a deep breath: "Enough."

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This is definitely not to endure and tolerate, but to forbearance. It's a bit of courage... This wicked person will not be arrogant for a few days.

Zhao Xianger followed him, recalling the embarrassment of being teased and begging for mercy in the pool before, and fiercely kept accounts in her heart.

The city of Yunshang is very prosperous, and the word Qiluo everywhere is not enough to describe it.

The pair of teenagers in white dresses and skirts, Hu So, walked among them, but they looked a little shabby.

Ning Changjiu took Zhao Xianger around many stores.

Zhao Xianger strolled around, but instead of buying a skirt, she bought a men's suit. She wore men's clothes and tied her hair. She looked like a beautiful and elegant brother, with a strong heroic spirit.

She looked at the brightly colored clothes in the store, and said lightly: "What's so beautiful about these colorful flowers? Only black and white clothes in the world fit the truth of the Dao."

Ning Changjiu echoed: "What Zhao Gongzi said is extremely true."

Zhao Xianger turned her head faintly, she did have the temperament of a son-in-law.

Soon, Zhao Xianger stopped looking at the clothes casually.

"This son, this is the treasure of our shop..." The shopkeeper looked at them with extraordinary tolerance, and already came to introduce them.

At the moment, Zhao Xianger was looking at a big red wedding gown. The wedding gown was crowned with phoenix crown, red satin embroidered with gold weave, and bead and jade pendants were shining brightly. The red was so pure and magnificent that it was very expensive at first glance. When I first glanced through the window, there seemed to be a raging fire rushing into the pupils, and the girl's black and white eyes were slightly pale.

The shopkeeper told her the story and origin of this dress, which is said to be related to the legendary Suzaku god.

Zhao Xianger didn't miss spring and marrying, but recognized this dress-how similar this dress was to the shape that his mother wore back then.

Mother...Is this also in your calculations?

She had to admit that when she saw this wedding gown by chance, she did have the urge to put it on. Wedding dresses are often only once in a lifetime.

"Well, this is the dress."

On the other side, Ning Changjiu and the shopkeeper have already negotiated the price.

"I don't want it!" Zhao Xianger suddenly spoke, and flatly refused.

She doesn't like the feeling that every step is in the calculations of others, even if the person who settled the child is a mother.

The shopkeeper was slightly stunned. Only then did he realize that this handsome boy was obviously a woman disguised as a man.

After Zhao Xianger finished speaking, she turned around and left. Ning Changjiu sighed, apologized, and quickly followed.

"What's wrong?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Zhao Xianger was silent for a moment and said: "I want to be alone."

The sky gradually dimmed.

In the inn, Zhao Xianger stood alone by the window, watching the dusk gradually close.

Ning Changjiu brought a bowl of glutinous rice balls, walked up to her, and fed her a spoonful of glutinous rice balls.

"In a bad mood?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Zhao Xianger was in a better mood while eating glutinous rice balls.

The sun sinks to the west, and everything hidden there seems to have dimmed.

"Let's go to bed earlier today." Zhao Xianger said suddenly.

"Why?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Zhao Xianger said: "Tomorrow I will take you to Luoshen Peak to watch the sunrise."

Ning Changjiu didn't know why.

Zhao Xianger has spread the bedding and lay on the bed.

Ning Changjiu lay down beside her.

Instead of resisting this time, the girl gently hugged him. Ning Changjiu looked at her quiet cheeks, his hand gently touched the slightly cocked upper lip, her fingers rubbed slightly between her soft lips, the girl frowned slightly, and bit his finger.

This time it was Ning Changjiu's turn to beg for mercy.

Time is slow.

In the early morning, when the sky was still dark, Zhao Xianger got up early and dragged Ning Changjiu to climb the mountain.

It was very cold in late autumn, and it was extremely cold at the time of the sword.

Ning Changjiu wrapped her in a large cloak and hugged the petite girl in his arms.

"What's so nice about the sunrise?" Ning Changjiu puzzled.

"I don't understand the style..." Zhao Xianger said: "You will understand then."

The Luoshen Peak stands out among the mountains of the Zhao Kingdom, and its height is not even lower than the four fairy peaks that enchanted the Sword Tianzong.

After crossing the difficult mountain road, the two finally reached the summit.

Zhao Xiang'er sat on a rock, shrank her body, hugged her knees, wrapped herself in a cloak, and looked into the darkness in the distance.

Ning Changjiu stood behind her, gently pulled up her long hair, shaved the wood to comb, dripped into the pitch-black hair, swept down gently, and combed the girl's slightly messy hair neatly.

With a radius of a hundred li, they are the only couple watching the sunrise.

"It's coming." Zhao Xianger said suddenly.

Ning Changjiu dropped her hair, sat down gently beside her, and looked into the distance with the girl's gaze.

The color of the sky is getting lighter and lighter, like flowing egg whites, and the bright stars gradually fade away and retreat behind the scenes. There was nothing in the pale blue light blue on the horizon, as if it could be broken with a jab. In the blink of an eye, the red fire ignited in the sky without warning. At the same time, the morning wind was like an infinitely huge wave, gently flowing across the fields, and the falling wood made a depressed sound in the wind, as if ten thousand. Thousands of worshippers.

The flame is like a sword that splits the world.

They couldn't tell whether it was wind or light oncoming.

If the golden crow in the body is inspired, it will regroup and form, cheering for joy.

Ning Changjiu has watched the sunrise many times, even the first scene before the advent of history.

The sunrise is beautiful, but it is the same for thousands of years. But today was the first time she watched the sunrise with Zhao Xianger, so the scenery seemed to have changed, and everything that swayed in the field of vision became an indelible shadow.

It's just that he couldn't wait for the sun to rise.

Zhao Xianger has slowly stood up.

"What's wrong?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Zhao Xianger said lightly: "Draw your sword."

"Huh?"

Amidst doubts, Zhao Xianger's cloak fell to the ground in an uproar, and the snow-white dress that was led by the right gusset was also slowly falling down like a cloud.

The huge fireball in the distance revealed his head, and the tens of thousands of beams of light had not yet been able to tear through the night. In the rustle of wind, Ning had long seen the most splendid beauty he had ever seen in this life.

There is no such a beautiful carcass in the world. Her graceful figure is as graceful as light smoke. On the flawless white wall of the jade body, every inch of the curve is floating with the purest light, and the white light is in it. The black silk hair was cut into fine pieces in the wind, entangled with a faint shadow, changing like makeup on her delicate cheeks, Luoshenfeng, which had been lonely for thousands of years, seemed to usher its god, and she was also a Luoshen.

At this moment, it seems that beauty is no longer a description of her facial features, but a thrilling symbol she was born with.

Ning Changjiu was in a daze, and slowly stood up.

He was shocked by her beauty, and even more shocked by the splendor engraved on this gracefulness-on her body, there was a burning, tattoo-like Suzaku scroll.

At the moment when the Greatcloak fell, Ning Changjiu saw this long-lasting firework tattoo, but that was only part of it. It was only at this moment that all the strands faded, and Ning Changjiu finally saw the whole picture of the Suzaku **** picture. .

The complicated scroll paintings almost spread to her entire body, and the cinnabar-like scroll pens were slender, even the fine velvet on the edge of the feathers was clearly distinct.

On the snow-white body, every pattern is like a flowing sacred fire. The divine scroll constructed by it is like a Suzaku living alive on the snow-white body of a girl, with all the imaginable complexity, like a whole kingdom of God. .

At this moment, as the girl draws the sword from the umbrella sword, the Suzaku that exists in the myth seems to come alive in the stretch of the girl's body.

Ning Changjiu realized that her Jiuyu had completely awakened, so the sealed 72-acupuncture point naturally broke through.

As for when this happened, he doesn't know.

In the morning sun, Ning Changjiu drew his sword.

His white clothes seemed to fall apart in the morning breeze.

The sun rose slowly. It carried the weight of the entire world. It struggling up from the horizon a little bit, struggling to move upwards. Gold pillars pierced the sky, and the soft clouds were burnt red. Color, it was a golden ocean that was burning on fire, and there seemed to be thousands of bright stars hidden in the ocean.

It rose little by little, gradually revealing its complete body, and then faster and faster, crossing the plane and over the mountain, hanging in the sky, and then a little bit faded away from the original red and became white.

The battle on Luoshen Peak only took the time of a sunrise.

Zhao Xianger put on the greatcloak again.

The Suzaku tattoo on her body has disappeared, and her skin has returned to white.

Her sword is in the red umbrella.

Ning Changjiu's iron sword broke again and fell to the ground.

He held a half-handle sword, half-kneeled on the ground, with his head disheveled, and his expression was unspeakable exhaustion.

In this short period of time, he exhausted all his life's learning, and even through the sunrise celestial phenomenon, he called the Golden Crow and cut out his last sword beyond the Suzaku world.

But he was still defeated by Zhao Xianger's sword.

"Why?" Ning Changjiu didn't understand why she became so strong.

Zhao Xianger calmly said: "When I saw the wedding dress yesterday, Jiuyu woke up. My divinity has become more complete... Moreover, if I didn't want the world to overwhelm you, I would directly call out Jiuyu. Feather is a sword, and you have no chance of winning."

Ning Changjiu sat on the ground, fingers through her hair, raised her head, and smiled self-deprecatingly as she watched the girl return to her indifferent face.

He also knew in his heart that if Zhao Xiang'er wanted to secure the victory and win the world, and then was dragged into the ten-eye kingdom by himself, it would be really difficult for him to beat her. And what she showed today is the trump card that she has never shown in the past.

That is the unique tattoo of Suzaku God's bloodline.

He once saw a similar tattoo on Si Ming's body. At that time, the silver and white complex lines almost pierced the black robe.

How does the sword of the world rival the gods?

Ning Changjiu smiled bitterly: "Now I am a prisoner?"

Zhao Xianger said: "You are not low in your consciousness."

Ning Changjiu was lucky, and sighed and asked: "Then this marriage..."

Zhao Xianger gently shook his head: "Do you still have illusions?"

Ning Changjiu said nothing.

Zhao Xianger looked at him faintly, her expression getting faint, like the sky at sunrise.

When Ning Changji had no hope, the girl suddenly said, "I'm going down the mountain."

"Hmm."

Ning Changjiu knew that he couldn't stop her.

The girl stood there and did not leave immediately.

He was slightly suspicious, but was stunned again when he raised his head.

The coldness on Zhao Xiang'er's face is gone, her arms are open, the corners of her lips are slightly tilted, and her eyes light up again: "You carry me."

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