Beyond the Divine States Chapter 309: : Dongfeng night flowers and thousands of trees

"Is it her?" Lu Jiajia looked at this sudden scene and was also taken aback.

But after thinking about it, it is reasonable. With a temperament like Si Ming, he will definitely choose not to wear a mask when everyone wears a mask, and then he will come to you and fool you.

This is her cunning method and her fatal loophole.

"What are you doing, this son?"

The maid sighed softly and tried to keep her words calm: "There are rules in the building. If you want the singer to be with you, you can talk to the steward, but if the rules are broken, no matter where you are, But they will all be expelled."

Ning Changjiu looked at her and said: "Still pretending?"

"What are you pretending? Son, there is still room to deal with this matter now, if you don't let go..." The maid kept her demeanor and warned softly.

Lu Jiajia suddenly raised his head, looked at the roof, and said: "Look there."

Ning Changjiu looked up.

On the second floor, a woman wearing a black robe and a demon fox mask leans over the railing and looks over here.

The face behind the mask is hidden by something, and I can't see clearly, but he seems to be smiling.

Ning Changjiu narrowed his eyes.

The maid also said: "In front of your wife, I am even more frivolous than me. Guests like you are not welcome in the building."

Lu Jiajia also asked in a low voice: "Did you make a mistake?"

Ning Changjiu looked at the terrace.

The figure in the black robe of the demon fox flashed by, and disappeared in an instant.

Lu Jiajia is about to get up and chase.

Ning Changjiu also slightly diminished, and let go of his hand.

Abnormal changes occur suddenly.

In the song building, the lights seem to be spinning, and the scattered light is like the thin curled petals of the Lycoris flower. Ying Yanyan intersperses and collides in the brilliant fire light, and the bead curtains reflect the figure of the dancing girl, and eight lotus winds. The skirt of her moved toward the light. Sitting on the side of Sitong alone, the female piano girl is elegant, and the six-string slender green beauty is soft and vigorous.

This is a frozen picture, dreamlike like a scroll.

The light and shadow of the entire attic stopped like this. Only the sound of the piano struggled to get rid of this restraint, slowly earning its way into the ears.

The maid had a smile at the corner of her mouth.

She had already prepared for being seen through. She is also betting that Ning will be arrogant for a long time and will not drive slavery verification in the first place. Give yourself time to distract him.

But her smile quickly solidified.

"Since I met you, what you have done has never escaped my expectations."

Time was clearly frozen, but Ning Changjiu's voice still came out slowly.

He turned his head, looked at the maid, and smiled back.

Siming's realm is far beyond him. At this moment, if she chooses to directly overwhelm the opponent's spirit with all realms, she may have a great chance of winning.

But in Duanjiecheng, she had defeated Ning Changjiu several times under the suppression of her realm.

Especially the peak duel in the final city, it even gave her a shameful and hard-to-erasable slave mark.

She saw this familiar smile, and the instant reaction did not make her choose to attack, but chose to escape.

So the last hope was also cut off.

Ning Changjiu knew that the figure upstairs was just a cover, and all his consternation and suspicion were just disguise.

Before the authority of the si Ming was activated, he used the authority of time to cover himself. Although the power of authority he can control is far less powerful than the power of life, it is enough to offset half of the influence of authority, allowing his terrible mental power to break free from the shackles, and use the power of mind to control the print.

Si Ming wanted to pull his wrist and walk away, and Ning Changjiu's hand was immediately grasped.

The electric current rolled through her body.

With a strange feeling, Si Ming's knees weakened, and he wanted to bend on his knees.

She didn't want to lose such a person in full view.

"Are you still running?" Ning Changjiu asked.

Si Ming admits negative and shook his head: "I lost, you let me go."

Ning Changjiu said: "What do you call me?"

The domineering woman sighed, lowered her eyebrows, her voice was soft, and temporarily compromised: "Lord...people."

"Just know." Ning Changjiu nodded lightly and let go of his hand.

The time authority of the commander was also removed.

The clash is over.

The radiant light and shadow in the room started to rotate again.

Everything happened very briefly.

……

"Guests go slowly."

Ning Changjiu and Lu Jiama returned the masks to the waiter at the door.

Si Ming followed them, slowly returning to his original appearance.

The silver silk and black dress look like dreams weaving quietly under the snowflakes and moonlight, setting her up like a walking elf, but her ears are not as long as in the legend.

"How did you recognize me?" Si Ming asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "I can recognize you when you turn to ashes."

Si Ming sneered and said: "Are you talking to me in front of your married sister?"

Lu Jiama has a bad look.

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Let Xiaoling come out."

Si Ming sighed. This tacit contest was ultimately defeated by her.

She waved her hand gently, and a fringe in her hair changed into a little fox.

"Brother is amazing." Ning Xiaoling changed back to a fox lying on Si Ming's shoulder, looking at Ning Changjiu, and praised.

Siming puzzled: "Can you see through my blindfold?"

Ning Changjiu said: "It has nothing to do with what you use. I know everything you do, so how can you hide it from me?"

Si Ming didn't believe it, and asked: "Is it just out of understanding?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Actually, we have known each other for a long time, counting the time."

Siming listened to these words, his expression was slightly different. She immediately suppressed her emotions, so this beautiful Xiudian was also cold in the wind and snow, and she couldn't see a trace of her expression.

Although she has confessed, she doesn't believe that Ning Changjiu sees through herself just because she understands.

She looked at Lu Jiajia and sneered at her lips: "You don't care if your husband talks to me like this? Or is my little married woman completely surrendered, working hard and complaining, and beating or scolding?" /

Lu married married and knew the reason.

Ning Changjiu was able to recognize Si Ming so confidently only because Xiaoling was lying on her body. Ning Changjiu and Xiaoling have something similar to telepathy. As long as they are not too far apart, they can understand some of the other's emotions. So to some extent, Si Ming didn't lose to Ning Changjiu, but he didn't know that he had an insider.

Of the three people present, only Si Ming is in the dark.

Lu Jiajia likes this feeling.

While she has relied on and is not afraid of the life, she faintly responded: "Where has the arrogance of Sister Xueci go? Why can I only say some cool things now?"

Si Ming snorted and said: "I lost to Ning Changjiu, not to you."

Ning Changjiu looked at Si Ming and said: "How did you talk to the marriage?"

Si Ming took a deep breath, struggling with her icy eyes, and confessed to Lu Marriage, and reluctantly said: "My lord, I have arrogantly overstepped."

Lu Jiajia curled her eyes, smiled and stretched out her hand, rubbing Si Ming Yinsi's hair.

This is something she wanted to do a long time ago, and she had to endure it because she suffered from insufficient realm in the past.

Si Ming dodged slightly, but didn't avoid it.

She looked at Lu Marry's smiling face and warned her with her eyes, as if saying that Ning Changjiu could not protect you for the rest of your life.

Lu Jiajia also thought of having wine and being drunk now, and ignored her warning, and stretched out a hand to squeeze her cheek.

Ning Xiaoling, who was watching from the sidelines, felt more and more that the relationship in this big yard was too messy.

But she changed her mind to think that the brother can win the benefactor, and she is also a great contributor. She lifted up and grabbed it and asked for credit: "Brother, can I lay down on your shoulders?"

Ning Changjiu wanted to nod, but her finger hurt.

He looked at Lu Jiajia who was holding hands. Lu Jiajia looked forward without changing his face, as if he didn't know anything.

Ning Changjiu sighed, knowing that the marriage had not let go of what happened last night.

He looked at Xiaoling apologetically and said: "You should stay with your benefactor sister."

Ning Xiaoling gave a grievance.

In the night sky on New Year's Eve, snow fell endlessly.

For the people of the world, the cold wind blows on them, but it is only slightly cool, and it is also somewhat comfortable.

They walked together on the bustling streets, like family members who went out to celebrate the New Year together.

"If Sister Xiang'er were in the sky, would she see us?" Ning Xiaoling asked suddenly.

Si Ming said: "Although I don't know Miss Xianger, I hope she can see it."

Lu Jiajia smiled slightly.

Ning Changjiu's heart shuddered, praying for Xianger not to be so magical.

"Did you celebrate New Year's Eve when you were a child?" Lu Jiajia suddenly asked Ning Changjiu.

When she was a child, Ning Changjiu was still in Taoist temple.

Ning Changjiu recalled for a moment, and said: "I passed by. At that time, the sky was full of lights. They would cross our small town, Taoist temple, and float to higher and farther places."

"Is it the custom in your town?" Lu Jiama asked.

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said: "No, those lights are floating from nowhere. Brother told me that they come from far away."

Lu Jiajia knew that there were many secrets involved, so she didn't ask any more.

Si Ming was quite interested: "Those in your mouth...are they really lights?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "You are the loser tonight, you are not qualified to let me answer questions."

Simming said: "Tonight? Then last night, which of you was the winner and the loser?"

Lu Jiajia looked slightly cold, and immediately looked at Si Ming, her eyes narrowed, murderous.

Siming smiled and begged for mercy: "Snow Porcelain has failed to speak, and I hope the mistress will forgive me."

Lu Jia married and thought that if it were not for Xiaoling, he would not be able to spare you tonight.

Ning Changjiu was caught between them, feeling the undercurrents in the night, and hurriedly rounding up the scene: "At midnight, there will be the biggest firework show on Clothes Street, right in the middle of the lake. The best firework craftsman in the city has built it for a year. , For this moment, the theme of this year's fireworks is "Shenxian Family Couple", let's go and have a look?"

Ning Xiaoling immediately said: "Okay!"

Neither Si Ming nor Lu Jiajia made a statement.

Ning Xiaoling felt the silence of the atmosphere, and silently retracted her paws, wondering why my sister and master stopped talking...I have obviously grown up, why is the world of adults still so difficult to understand?

Ning Changjiu looked at them and said helplessly: "Do the two fairy sisters have any opinions?"

Lu Jiajia looked generous, and said: "This firework has a good meaning. My husband and I are going to watch it together. If you don't mind, Miss Siming can also come with us to enjoy it."

Si Ming refused to give up, saying: "A hundred years of life are only a few seconds away, and the fireworks are even more of an instant, not worth mentioning. I have never wanted to marry my younger sister for many years, and I still have to put these long-lasting beautiful thoughts on my mind. In the fleeting vulgarity."

Lu Jia married Dai's eyebrows slightly, Si Ming's plain and mean words made her speechless for a while.

She asked bluntly: "Then are you going to see it? If you don't, I will go ahead with my husband."

Simming said: "I didn't expect to marry my sister to be so interested in these short-lived vulgar things, and yes, you are not yet thirty years old, and you can understand it without seeing the world."

Lu Jiajia took a deep breath and said: "Then I will go to see the vulgar thing by myself. Don't follow the snow porcelain sister who has seen the big scene."

Where is Si Ming, she followed slowly and said: "I am too lazy to watch, but since Xiaoling wants to see it, I will take her to have a look."

"..." Ning Xiaoling stretched out her paw and scratched her ears, feeling that she was being used again.

Ning Changjiu was caught in the middle, always feeling an arrow swishing past his eyes and his side, cold and cold.

The three of them came to the lake in the city.

As midnight approached, the lake was full of pedestrians. They didn't have the slightest sleepiness, and they looked towards the surface of the lake.

There was a huge boat on the lake. On the side of the boat, painted boats were like weaving. They separated the water and sailed slowly towards the middle of the lake.

In the gloomy lake, sparkling waves swayed with the wind.

"It's started." Ning Xiaoling was keenly aware.

Ning Changjiu looked over.

Si Ming and Lu Jiama were inexplicably stunned, neither of them took the lead in looking at the painting boat. They are like two lonely self-admiring flowers, and they have no unnecessary interest in the colorful beauty of the outside world.

Then there was a loud voice, and the tiny spark rose up into the sky.

The spark burst in the night sky.

Fireworks are displayed in full bloom in the night with a gesture of covering the sky.

They are composed of countless lines ignited by fire, these lines exude fiery light, arranged in neat and splendid arcs, intertwined together.

Lu Jiajia was still patient, and glanced sideways, but saw that Si Ming had raised his head and looked into the sky idiotically.

Lu Jiajia was slightly stunned, smiled faintly and self-deprecatingly, with a soothing eyebrow, and looked towards the night sky.

The overwhelming fireworks hit the line of sight, and the whole city looked extremely small.

This is the first time in a thousand years of life, standing in the world to admire fireworks.

……

This is the firework that Si Ming always remembers.

She always feels that her life is like a long night, no matter how beautiful and beautiful, it is just a flash in the night, and it will always be swallowed again by the darkness. Indifference and verbosity are the language of night, but beauty is not.

She always thought she would forget these sooner or later.

But then she realized that although the splendor had been opened, the embers of the fireworks had never disappeared. If darkness fell again, they would always reignite in the night and open into a boundless fire of hope.

"Sister Xueci?" Lu Jiajia stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her.

Siming regained consciousness, she touched her cheek, rarely hot.

"Not bad." Si Ming said calmly: "Beauty is beautiful. It's just a rare occasion, and the colorful clouds are easy to disperse. After a night, they will all return to nothing."

Lu Jia married her arms around her chest and smiled and said, "What's the hard mouth? You obviously take it the most seriously."

"Nothing." Si Ming subconsciously said. Then she immediately covered her lips and frowned her eyebrows, she couldn't imagine that these little girls' coquettish words would come out of her mouth.

Lu Jiajia laughed wildly.

Si Ming immediately moved away from the subject, and said, "By the way, why are these fireworks called gods and goddesses?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and shook his head: "Where do I know?"

Si Ming was stunned, and immediately understood: "It turns out that you made it up indiscriminately...huh, the death will not change."

Ning Changjiu said: "Don't you believe it? You won't change after repeated teaching."

"You..." Si Ming wondered how he would meet such a shameless nemesis.

Listening to their conversation, Lu Jiajia always felt that they were flirting and squeezing Ning Changjiu's arm secretly.

Ning Changjiu turned his face to the side, begging for mercy with his eyes.

The biggest firework has ended, but the small fireworks are still on.

The cold wind is coming, engulfing winter snow. The three of them paced slowly by the lake.

On both sides of the bank, brilliance and faintness are intertwined. They churn into the water, shattering in the dark waves, like pouring colorful ink sinking to the bottom of the lake.

The lanterns of the giant colorful fish in the sky are still patrolling the city. Wherever it floats, beams of fire blast off into the sky, rising to the sky, blooming yellow and purple, gorgeous and colorful.

The coldness of Si Ming's cheeks was diluted by the fire, and it became softer.

The little fox squatting on Si Ming's shoulders watched with her, and the nine tails stretched out, together in a trance.

"The fireworks were on." Ning Changjiu said suddenly.

Si Ming withdrew her gaze, she continued to bluntly said: "The city on earth never sleeps, it is gorgeous and fascinating. People here only know how to be drunk and gold fans, how can they settle down on the road and see the truly beautiful scenery? Put the cart before the horse. That's it."

Ning Changjiu said: "Then should I get a black cloth to cover your eyes?"

Si Ming imagined that scene, knowing that it was the behavior of many masters towards slaves, she snorted coldly: "Shameless."

Lu Jiajia looked at Si Ming and smiled: "Sister Xueci also has such a time when she can't speak?"

The Secretary is responsible for his life, and he is proud and does not answer.

Ning Xiaoling suddenly felt like an onlooker, wondering what exactly are you doing, Master? Brother is your husband, you can just watch them flirting and cursing like this, but you still take pleasure in it...Master, are you really stupid or are you too confident in your brother? Anyway, if Xiaoling is a senior, she will definitely not let it go!

The night on Clothes Street gradually dimmed, as cold as embers.

They left the city together and walked in the direction of the Ancient Spirit Sect.

"Brother is leaving tomorrow?" Ning Xiaoling asked.

Ning Changjiu said: "Yes, I have arranged the arrangement of the Ancient Lingzong. The younger sister can just sit down and ask you if you don't understand, I may not be back in a few months."

Lu Jiama was slightly surprised, and immediately said: "Shall I go with you?"

Ning Changjiu said: "If you leave, who will take care of Xiaoling?"

Lu Jiajia looked at Si Ming.

Siming responded coldly: "What is your family's business to do with me? I also have my own business to do."

Ning Xiaoling also looked at Master pitifully, hoping that she would stay and help herself share some pressure.

"Okay, I will stay." Lu Jiajia said softly.

In the night, the three of them fought their swords through the snow.

Ning Changjiu turned around and looked at the distant shadow on Clothes Street, and sighed: "The past is like smoke."

Si Ming gave a hum.

Ning Changjiu said: "I'm talking about the smoke of fireworks."

Fireworks...Siming knew that he was laughing at herself again, she ignored it, and Yu Jian silently.

The King Fish, who was sitting on the snow cliff stealing the dried fish, saw them coming back and immediately buried the basin in the snow.

Si Ming is in a good mood tonight, and he is too lazy to pursue it, and returns to the hall alone.

Ning Changjiu married Lu married but followed.

"What are you...what?" Si Ming was a little nervous.

Ning Changjiu said: "Ms. Snow Porcelain loses tonight, can't she just retreat like this?"

Lu Jiajia nodded in agreement.

"I... tired tonight, let's talk about it tomorrow." Si Ming said.

Ning Changjiu smiled, and said: "The fireworks have been on, and there are other flowers budding."

Si Ming was slightly stunned and didn't understand.

Ning Xiaoling was caught from Si Ming by their hands and locked in a small room. Then Si Ming was pushed into another room by the wicked couple.

It's only halfway through the night, and dawn is still a long time away.

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In the early morning, Si Ming stood by the window, overlooking the Yinchuan Snow Valley, the tall buildings and ancient temples, and everything was solemn in his eyes.

"Are you up?" Si Ming looked back calmly.

Lu Jiajia, who was planning to leave secretly, was forced to stop.

"Happy Chinese New Year!" Lu Jiajia Qiangyan smiled.

Si Ming suppressed the smile from the corners of his mouth, and said: "You bullied me like this last night, now that my husband is gone, I want to get through it?"

Lu Jia married: "In the New Year, we should say goodbye to the old and welcome the new. The old grudges are not mentioned, and the new enemies will be counted later?"

Si Ming was not in a hurry to retaliate, but asked: "Your husband left you alone and left. Will you complain about something in your heart?"

Lu Jia married: "My husband asked me to stay and take care of Xiaoling. Don't try to instigate separation."

Si Ming said: "I can take care of my younger age, too."

Lu Jia married: "Didn't you say you have your own business to do?"

Si Ming said: "It's a lie."

"..." Lu Jiajia suddenly wanted to chase after Ning Changjiu.

Si Ming saw through her thoughts and said: "Don't go, since he has something to hide from us, then he has his reasons."

"Hid you hide it from us?" Lu Jiajia was slightly surprised: "What's the matter?"

Siming sarcastically said: "Your sweethearts don't know, what is the use of asking me this lap?"

Lu Jiajia lowered his head in shame.

Si Ming said: "Don't worry too much about him, he is now close to the peak of Zi Ting, and may be able to get the opportunity to break the Five Paths."

Lu Jiajia asked: "Who is now guarding the top ranking list?"

Si Ming said: "It's a man named Xiao Qiu. Before the eighth disciples of Jian Pavilion went, he was guarding them. Now the eighth disciples have finally gone, of course they have to go back."

Lu Jiajia asked: "Can that husband win?"

Si Ming said: "That Xiao Qiu is a gunner."

"Huh?" Lu Jia married puzzled.

"Ning Changjiu's spear skills are unparalleled in the world, of course not afraid." Si Ming said with a smile.

Lu Jiajiaqiao’s face is slightly hot, he looks at her with suspicion, and whispers: "How did you...know?"

Siming’s smile became more charming: "I mean, the guilty prince uses a gun. He has fought with the guilty prince, so how can he lose to anyone else who has a gun? Get married, you What were you thinking about just now?"

"I..." Lu Jiajia froze, always feeling that he had fallen into a verbal trap again.

Si Ming said: "Okay, don't worry about him, now you should worry about yourself more."

Lu Jiajia's heart shuddered. She knew last night that she would be doomed for the next few months.

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Ning Changjiu's sword crossed the Xuefeng.

Jian Xiao Hanchuan ice and snow.

His realm is once again realm, and the speed of his sword has been much faster than before.

His face is very solemn.

Ning Changjiu had already known his opponent, so he didn't worry too much about it.

He was thinking about another thing.

Only he knows that he is not only going to the top rankings at the moment.

He thought he might meet someone.

That person is the one he has been looking for for a long time, evil.

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(Thanks to the book friend Mo Chenfeng and the heroes who rewarded! Thank you for your continued support~ Meme da)