Beyond the Divine States Chapter 238: : Wedding clothes cause snow

Ning Xiaoling got up with difficulty from the ground.

The surrounding snow was still piled, and it was bitterly cold. She coughed a few times, moved her body, and found that the wounds cut into the bone marrow had really recovered... She couldn't help thinking of the previous pain, and her arms trembled.

"Sir..." Ning Xiaoling covered her chest, looked at the direction where the benefactor had disappeared, and coughed a few times.

Said that Mr. Ling's expression was a bit sluggish, and he came back to his senses after hearing Ning Xiaoling's scream.

"The previous...who was it?" Ning Xiaoling thought about the silver-haired benefactor in the black robe, and thought of her witty words that looked like a fairy sound. The coming and going like white clouds made her feel a little illusory.

Well... that figure is so good that all women envy...

It's a pity that I was hurt so badly that I couldn't thank him properly.

I wonder if I can meet my benefactor again in the future.

"Of course it is the enemy of the Ancient Lingzong. I will report the matter to the top after I go back. She can't escape, even if she is far away in Nanzhou, she will definitely be chased and killed!" said Mr. Ling slowly from the ground. Get up slowly.

Ning Xiaoling was taken aback, and said in doubt: "Sir...what are you talking about?"

Said Mr. Ling was also puzzled: "That person named Xueyuan."

Ning Xiaoling said: "I asked the benefactor."

"Benefactor?" said Mr. Ling clutching his head, with a faint impression, but he couldn't think of a specific description.

Ning Xiaoling looked at her husband's expression and knew that her benefactor must be a mysterious expert, and she didn't want to reveal her identity. She immediately covered her mouth, made up a few perfunctory sentences, and then followed Mr. Shuo Ling to return to the sect.

"By the way, do you still have to send your letter?" Mr. Shuling asked.

Ning Xiaoling gently shook her head. It will take at least two months to pass the book from here to Zhao Guo...it must be too late

"No need..." Ning Xiaoling silently prayed for sister Xiang'er.

In the distance, the red and white demon fox mask, the black robe and silver-haired woman cast her gaze here, staring at it for a while. The occasional electric light flashed her soft and undulating figure clearly.

"There won't be such a coincidence in the world..." The woman whispered softly, "I should have worried too much."

After that, she turned and left.

She is not interested in the girl named Xueyuan.

But the white cat beside her before...

If you don’t know the inside story, I’m afraid it’s only a powerful monster, but she is different. She has held the position of priest for many years, and can keenly capture the wisp of divinity.

That kind of divinity...

She suddenly narrowed her eyes, and the turbulent waves in her mind turned into real spiritual power, shaking her clothes flying wildly.

If she didn't perceive wrongly, that kind of divinity is some ancient **** who was imprisoned.

She has now restored her realm to the five realms, and if she can save people under her own hands, her realm will never be low.

And who released that ancient god? The answer is terrible, but it is the only possibility-Bai Zang.

Next, she realized something more terrifying.

If an existence like Bai Zang were to cut off some people, such as the former Empress of the Lei Kingdom, it would be tantamount to squeezing an ant to death, but why did she have to spend so much time to release a sealed ancient god. Let this Snow Country girl come with it.

This white cat is by no means a projection, not even an envoy of the Kingdom of God.

The only explanation for Bai Zang's doing this was that she wanted this matter to be easily separated from her.

The only thing that can make a Lord of the Kingdom of God so laborious is the Lord of another Kingdom of God...

She clearly knows that the rule of not allowing infighting among the sovereigns was written into the law of the twelve nations that year.

In other words, Bai Zang’s opponent is another country lord, so it’s not convenient for her to act in person!

"Bird...Suzaku God?" The woman's heart became more shocked.

There is a gap of seven or eight years between the Baizang Year and the Vermilion Year. What conflict can these two women have?

"This world is really getting weird..." The woman's icy eyes halo lightly: "Nanzhou...is it related to you?"

She stood there for a while, then turned around slightly after hesitating, and said indifferently: "Forget it, it's okay to die."

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Ning Changjiu stood by the window, looking at the ten thousand rays of light coming through the window, his expression becoming calmer and quieter.

Zhao Xianger got up from his shadow and gently raised his hand to cover the light in front of him.

The morning light is like snow on your wrists.

"Today I will lose my face because of you." Zhao Xianger smiled lightly.

Ning Changjiu looked back questioningly: "Why?"

Zhao Xianger said: "When I was at the foot of the mountain earlier, I broke a letter to tell my maid, and asked her to tell the world about my wedding today. I had a chance to regret it last night. It's gone now."

Ning Changjiu smiled and asked, "What's so shameful about this?"

Zhao Xianger walked to the cupboard, turned over the neatly stacked skirts, and mumbled: "It's just ashaming..."

Ning Changjiu turned around.

The light fell on the girl's white coat, so that coat was almost transparent, and the white-walled body was glowing with warm jade.

She picked up the skirt and tried.

"Which one is better." Zhao Xianger turned around.

The texture and workmanship of those skirts are top-notch, and the dyeing on them is brilliant and not vulgar, and the embroidery is even more delicate, like the leaves in the lake breeze, surrounded by the beauty of different styles.

Zhao Xianger's slender figure swayed in the light.

Ning Changjiu watched her go in and out of the screen, trying clothes or skirts one by one, looking a little anxious.

"Xiang'er is really a big family." Ning Changjiu praised.

Zhao Xianger said: "So which one is better? Have you chosen it?"

Ning Changjiu pondered: "Clothes are enriched by people, and people are enriched by clothes..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhao Xianger severely interrupted: "Choose one!"

Ning Changjiu hesitated for a long time among these dazzling and indistinguishable clothes, and said: "In fact, it is not as good-looking as the wedding dress in Yunshang City."

"Wedding dress..." Zhao Xianger thought of her mother Mingyan's back, slightly in a daze.

"Um...just that one." Zhao Xianger said: "I hope it was not bought by others."

Ning Changjiu said: "That fire phoenix wedding gown is a match made in heaven by Xiang'er, of course it is waiting for you."

Zhao Xianger frowned slightly: "Where is the fire phoenix painted on the wedding dress, it is clearly the Suzaku, you don't know it, I'm afraid you can't tell the duck and the goose."

Ning Changjiu was also puzzled: "The fire bird clearly has nine tail feathers. What is it if it is not a phoenix?"

Zhao Xianger stared into his eyes, the smile on her face gradually reduced, and her voice was slightly cold: "You... are you seeing Huofeng?"

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"It's not the year of the Vermillion Bird, even if my mother is a priest of the Kingdom of Vermillion Bird, even the God of Vermillion Bird itself... After the Kingdom of God is closed, she can't see what I'm going through now." Zhao Xianger slowly said : "Then how does she control my destiny?"

Wearing heroic men's clothing, they walked on the road of withered willows. The cool autumn breeze wrinkled Qifeng Lake.

Ning Changjiu said: "I also thought about this problem. We were thieves and heroes before. If we continue, what will we encounter?"

Zhao Xianger nodded slightly: "The Hundred-faced Ghost said, he has been waiting for me to kill him. But what if I didn't go?"

Ning Changjiu paused slightly, and said what he thought in his heart: "If you don't go, maybe the Hundred-faced Ghost will always be the Hundred-faced Ghost."

"What if I went?"

"Then, the moment he died, he was Zen Master Guangci."

Zhao Xianger looked at the fallen leaves on the ground, her thoughts drifting away.

She thought for a while, and said, "In other words, if I didn't go, he might never think of himself as Zen Master Guangci. On that night of killing, it was ghosts who came out, and ghosts with all kinds of faces were ghosts. Guangci is also a ghost...so he can be any one, or he doesn't even know who he is..."

Zhao Xianger can't say clearly. But she felt that she was looking at a leaf through the sun, and she could vaguely see the intertwined veins in it, but the trees were too high for her to really touch.

Ning Changjiu looked at the misty lake and said: "Perhaps that is the case. Who he is does not depend on him, but on you... Just like the treasures in Guangpo Temple before, if you don’t go , Maybe the idol is just an ordinary treasure. You are like a seal. Wherever you go, you will leave traces. Those traces make it clear that they seem to be destiny."

Zhao Xianger said: "But I just can't erase my inkpad."

Ning Changjiu said: "Yes, the entire country of Zhao is like a tree she planted. There is a main trunk leading to the sky, and countless complicated branches. You are a skylark resting on a tree. Every leaf you see is so similar, so you start to doubt the truth of this world, but there is no way, this is the only tree, you can only stop on it. What's more, the skylark will return to the cloud sooner or later. "

Listening to his words, Zhao Xianger recalled the territory of the country of Zhao, and laughed aloud: "Yes, what a big and leafy tree."

Those leaves perform their duties, and are there quietly, waiting to tell yourself that this is a cage you can't get out of, so everything has been carved with the mark of destiny.

Ning Changjiu said: "I've said that, I don't want this anymore."

"Hmm."

"Little Skylark should not only go back to Yunli, but also go to Yunshang City."

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The flowers of Yunshang City are like brocade.

Because Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xianger are both menswear, they look like a pair of handsome brothers, so the occasional intimacy action also attracted the attention of people around them.

"Brother Ning has come to Zhao country for so long, do you have any thoughts?" Zhao Xianger asked leisurely after buying a folding fan with inscriptions.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "It is very comforting to get together with Brother Zhao for a few days and to travel a long distance in recent days."

Zhao Xianger asked: "That's it?"

Ning Changjiu said: "I still hate Brother Zhao for being so beautiful, but not a daughter, otherwise I will dare to propose."

Zhao Xiang'er is a little frustrated. He hasn't said anything pleasant since the first meeting in the imperial city.

In the store in Yunshang City, they once again saw the Dahong wedding dress, which is known as the treasure of the town store.

"What a beautiful Suzaku." Zhao Xiang'er looked at the sparrow shadow burning like sky on the wedding dress, and exclaimed sincerely.

Ning Changjiu looked at the seven-color phoenix embroidered on the red fabric, and said: "Even in the same world, the same thing we look at may be different."

Zhao Xianger said: "This is how things are in the world, ordinary people and monks, monks and immortals, immortals and ancient gods... they all see the same completely different world."

The ascetics can perceive and control the aura, the immortals can touch the ethereal heavenly path, and in the eyes of the ancient gods, the structure of the world is a stack and turbulence of countless elements.

Ning Changjiu said: "Then after you put on this dress, do you still look the same in my eyes and yourself in your eyes?"

Zhao Xianger sneered slightly: "In your eyes, don't all the clothes you wear are the same?"

Ning Changjiu was dumb.

After buying this wedding gown, Zhao Xianger looked at it several times again, always feeling that it was not as beautiful as before.

Ning Changjiu comforted: "You don't think it looks good, just because it hasn't been worn on you yet."

Zhao Xiang'er said displeased: "That's how you lied to Lu to marry?"

Ning Changjiu glanced to the east and said, "Baicheng seems not far from here."

Zhao Xiang'er raised her brow slightly.

Ning Changjiu calmly said: "I want to see her."

Zhao Xianger said: "You want to die."

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The two embarked on the road to Baicheng.

Zhao Xianger said coldly: "Before the wedding banquet, I was taking me to see your lover. If it weren't for you to look pretty, I would have swept you out."

Ning Changjiu said: "It's mine."

Zhao Xianger said: "I thought you men thought that three wives and four concubines should be."

Ning Changjiu said: "Of course this is not right, but a person is only a lifetime. If you don't want to give up, why do you have to make a choice?"

"Cracked reasoning." Zhao Xianger didn't know how to refute, she thought for a while, and said lightly: "Of course, if you go out of the abyss, and only see her but not me, or only see me but not her, I will... Very disappointed."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "I never thought Xianger was so gentle."

"No, you and I have only been together for the past two days. She can stay with you for a long time in the future, so..." Zhao Xianger's face became cold again and said: "That said, but I will meet you later. , Don’t expect me to show her a good face."

Baicheng pressed in his vision.

The ‘Jin’ banner on the city wall is still flying.

On the same day, the imperial city fireworks were heard. They wanted to change the flag, but they were stopped by a white-robed female sword fairy. She told them to wait. These soldiers were initially panicked, but there really wasn't much reaction from the imperial city.

Zhao Guo's weather is still going well.

Today, the majesty of the empress finally came to this city.

"How do you find her?" Zhao Xianger asked.

Although Baicheng is a small city, there are thousands of households. How difficult is it to find someone?

Ning Changjiu said: "You have your own way."

Speaking, the purple mansion hole opened in his body, and the golden crow flew out between his golden eyebrows and fell on his fingertips.

"It can find a marriage." Ning Changjiu said.

"Why?" Zhao Xianger couldn't understand.

Ning Changjiu thought that he had hammered the sword body for the long-term marriage. It was not easy. There was also a subtle connection between the golden crow and her sword body. But of course he would not tell Zhao Xianger about this.

They walked along the Golden Crow and finally came to a tea house.

Lu Jiajia dressed in men's clothes sitting by the window of the pub, looking at them with a smile.

She is the only person at this table.

Previously, someone saw that the son was handsome and wanted to come and sit with him, but she only said that she had made an appointment with a guest, so she deliberately ordered two more cups of tea.

At the moment the story is over halfway, the tea will be cold, and the guests who have been waiting for a long time finally arrived.

When they came, Mr. Storyteller's words became slower.

The brother-in-law by the window was already handsome and incomparable, but the two who came at this moment were equally beautiful, and had great temperaments. Isn’t the glamour of the clothes better than that in the book? No matter how all these three are occupied.

Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xianger naturally sat down next to Lu Jiajia.

Lu Jia married Bai Ning Changjiu a glance, ignored him, but looked at Zhao Xianger.

Zhao Xianger looked at her coldly.

The two looked at each other for a while.

Zhao Xianger lowered his eyes first.

She stretched out her finger and touched the porcelain cup, wiped the temperature of the tea, lifted the teapot gracefully, and said in a very soft voice: "My son, the tea is cold, I'll replace my brother's brother with a cup." /

Said the girl had taken a porcelain cup, poured a half of a new cup of tea, clasped the body of the cup in one hand and held the bottom of the cup lightly, and placed it in front of Lu Jiajia.

A smile appeared between Lu Jiajia’s cold brows and eyes, seeming to lose a lot of anger, and smiled: "This young man is really sensible."

Zhao Xianger's eyebrows and eyes are very obedient. She said: "I haven't seen him for a long time, but I miss my brother a little bit."

Lu Jia married: "I don't know how to come and see these days?"

"I will punish myself for a cup." Zhao Xianger picked up the herbal tea next to him and drank it proudly.

After drinking, the girl pursed her wet lips and asked, "Are you waiting for us?"

Lu Jiajia didn't answer, she seemed to unfold the folding fan in her palm casually, and the four characters "waiting for the rabbit" on the snow-white fan.

"It's a coincidence." Zhao Xianger was not annoyed. She pushed and flicked her thumb, and the folding fan in her hand was also blasted out. The words "carving a boat for a sword" were on it.

Lu Jiajia and Zhao Xianger looked at each other and smiled, looking very close.

Ning Changjiu was left alone instead.　　 He listened to the storyteller telling the story of the black sparrow heroes, and drank a sip of tea. He only felt that the tea was extremely cold today.

Lu Jiajia and Zhao Xianger talked "gently".

"The story of the heroine told by the storyteller is really fascinating after hearing it. I don't know what kind of character the black bird heroine is. If you can see it, you will be lucky to come to Sansheng." Lu Jia Married and said.

Zhao Xianger said: "It is estimated that it is a fame and fame, when the story is okay, it will always be disappointing to see it."

Lu married married and said: "Young Master Zhao makes sense."

"Brother praised." Zhao Xianger said.

Ning Changjiu rubbed his ears and sighed.

Finally, the story in the teahouse is over.

The three of them went downstairs together after drinking for a while.

"Do you still know that you came to me? I think you are already reluctant to come home." Lu Jiajia looked at Ning Changjiu now.

Not waiting for Ning Changjiu to speak, Zhao Xianger has taken the lead in speaking. She looked at Lu Marry’s chest and smiled: "My sister is so fascinated by the gentle homeland, even if it is me."

Zhao Xianger whispered while talking. The parcel of the wedding gown in her hand was not held firmly and fell to the ground.

The girl slowly bent over to pick it up, waiting for Lu married to ask what was in the package.

Lu Jiamarry didn't see it, but just smiled and said: "Sister Xiang'er is also out and out of Tingting now, I almost can't recognize it."

Zhao Xianger picked up the package and threw it to Ning Changjiu. She also said: "Since my sister is so in love with me, it's better to get married."

Ning Changjiu really couldn't listen anymore. He turned off the topic and interrupted: "There is a small pavilion in front. Let's go sit in the pavilion first."

"Don't go." Zhao Xianger and Lu Jiajia said in unison.

Lu Jia married: "What's so beautiful about the indescribable desolation of the late autumn scenery?"

Zhao Xianger sighed and said: "Yes... It's just that when the spring starts next year, I don't know if I haven't had a chance to enjoy the flowers with Sister Lu."

Lu Jiajia knocked on the folding fan, and said: "It's okay, if you are close, you can push your knees to admire the flowers, if you are far away, you can raise your head to admire the moon."

Zhao Xianger also knocked on the fan and said: "My sister is really gentle, I wonder if there is a marriage?"

"Okay." Ning Changjiu snatched their fans, tapped on the heads of the two beautiful ladies lightly, and said: "It's not easy for us to meet today. Let me put it aside and talk about it later."

Lu Jiajia is obviously not satisfied with this peacemaker, she said nonchalantly: "Master Master hugs right and left, so majestic."

After speaking, she gently covered her lips and realized that it was not good.

Zhao Xianger raised her eyebrows lightly: "Master Master?"

Lu Jiajia and Ning Changjiu looked at each other.

Zhao Xianger angrily laughed and said: "Okay, so you guys are still playing these behind your back? Tsk tsk, the master claims to be an apprentice? Didn't you think that Sister Lu still has this kind of addiction? If you ask my sister to forget it in the future. "

Lu Jia's imposing manner was instantly lowered. She subconsciously reached out and touched her hot earlobe. She narrowed slightly. She didn't dare to see Zhao Xianger, but pretended to be calm and said, "There is a peach forest ahead, let's go in. Go shopping?"

Ning Changjiu looked at the bare tree opposite the pavilion, and curiously asked: "How do you know that it is a peach forest?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lu Jiajia didn't have a good temper.

The three were strolling in the forest, chatting softly.

There are many stone steles in the forest.

"Actually, I have no opinion." Zhao Xianger said suddenly.

"Neither did I." Lu Jia married.

"Sister at the wedding banquet today, too." Zhao Xianger said.

Lu Jiajiaxiao asked: "What shall I do to marry with you?"

Zhao Xianger thought hard for a moment, and said with a little shame: "Um... Sister can hide in our wedding room."

Ning Changjiu angrily smiled and said, "What does this look like?"

Zhao Xianger said lightly: "I think you almost wrote the word expectation on your face."

They talked and walked, sometimes arguing.

The Taolin is coming to an end.

Ning Changjiu suddenly stopped, and he took their hands.

Lu Jiajia and Zhao Xiang'er looked at each other. They bit their lip and looked away shyly, trying to take out the hand that held them, but they couldn't do it.

Ning Changjiu took them back to Taolin and said: "Today we happen to be menswear, so why don't we worship in Taolin."

"What's this like?" Zhao Xianger objected immediately.

I still have a rival with my fiancé... to worship?

Lu Jiajia agreed: "I think it's good."

The two agreed and one objected. Zhao Xianger was forced to kneel on the ground with them, saying an oath, and bowing to Tao Lin Yingying.

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Lu Jiajia followed them to the imperial city.

In contrast to the state sacrifice a few days ago, the imperial city is now full of lights, full of bustling and bustling atmosphere.

Originally, the marriage of the female emperor was only a rumor, and I never thought that your Majesty, who had not been in court for a long time, would personally confess it today.

The whole country was shocked.

Then the palace was laid out in full swing.

In a twinkling of an eye, it seems that the snow of maple leaves blows all night, and the city is red.

The three returned to the imperial city.

The following night, they were all in Zhao Xiang'er's boudoir, and they did nothing else. They just knocked on the chess pieces and turned the lights off, unaware that time was passing by.

Zhao Xianger and Ning Changjiu are just right husband and wife after all. In the past, she would have had a few more tempers, but now that parting is approaching, she doesn't think too much. Anyway, she does have a good impression of Lu married.

It's a night of talking and laughing.

On the second day, Zhao Guo celebrated the whole country.

Even if Zhao Xianger's cultivation is high, she is only a little girl under the age of twenty. She has expectations and fears for her wedding banquet. But when the female officer showed her a whole set of wedding banquet procedures, her brows were almost locked together.

It’s embarrassing to talk about marriage and marrying things that are known to the world. She has to go through such a long process in front of hundreds of officials. Even if she has a red hijab to cover her red-faced herself, she will never be able to. Accept the shame in your heart.

So with a wave of her Zhubi, she took out the pride of reviewing the memorial, leaving only the beginning and the end of the entire wedding banquet. Among them, the trivial rules such as jumping the brazier were completely deleted by her.

"Sister Xiang'er, is this shy?" Lu Jiama asked with a smile while holding the list of the wedding banquet.

Zhao Xiang'er did not change her face and said: "We only have the last twelve hours away...The meeting is short, why waste time on red tape?"

Ning Changjiu heard this and smiled softly.

He looked at the sky outside. For some reason, he always felt the depression when the old fox came.

Lu Jiajia noticed his face and asked: "Huh? Not happy on the wedding day?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and shook his head, "Of course not, it is my three lives to meet you."

Ning Changjiu stood up and stretched out his hand to Zhao Xianger.

Zhao Xiang'er hesitated for a while, stretched out a hand cautiously, and put it on his hand.

Lu Jiajia looked at him, with a bit of resentment, but he was not jealous or annoyed.

Today, the wedding will be held as scheduled.

At the same time, in Nanzhou, the snow kite cracked into the sky, and a violent snow storm was coming.

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(Thanks for the three great rewards of Qigeqiying, Magi Zuige, and Nitian Yuanke!!! Super super thank you three! Congratulations to the Kingdom of God for the addition of two new kings! Thank you for this too! The two leaders of the previous month are great. Thank you very much!)

(Thanks to Ning Changjiu, Luoyang for watching the sunset, the rudder master who rewarded by Meisha Ye, as well as book friends 58388817 and the heroes who rewarded by Dark Raast. Thank you five great rewards!)

(Today’s chapter is a bit tangled and slow. But there must be another chapter tonight. Don’t wait, get up in the morning! If there are no accidents these days, I will try my best to update it!)