Beyond the Divine States Chapter 47: : People in the depths of the night

"My master Ning Qinshui took me and my junior sister to the imperial city to cast demons. However, he was not good at learning skills and underestimated the power of that monster."

"At the time of the crisis, Ning Qinshui used the bodies of me and my junior sister as a tool to forcibly seal demons, and then posted two purple and gold runes on our bodies. Perhaps those two runes purified our body’s ghosts and spirits. On the contrary, it has become spiritual power, and the memories of those ghosts and ghosts, I have more or less inherited, so I understand some of the more partial spells. I used those spiritual powers to carry thunder for the junior sister before."

"These spiritual powers are all flying fountains, and when they are used up, they will be used up. Now I am just an ordinary little Taoist priest. I have not even entered the profound. I have not even touched the door of practice. Your Royal Highness does not have to worry about me. Of."

Ning Changjiu said this without changing his face, his tone was always calm, with a convincing illusion.

Before Zhao Xianger sat down on the case, she quietly listened to him, her lacquer eyes staring at him, making Ning Changjiu a little guilty.

"What I said is true, otherwise the sky will be struck by thunder." Ning Changjiu added.

I have been hacked anyway...

Zhao Xianger believed a little bit, and said in a clear voice: "Then...you are actually involuntarily involved in everything that happens?"

Ning Chang thought for a long time, nodded and said: "You can say so."

Zhao Xianger narrowed her eyes and continued to ask: "In other words, this is a secret arrangement?"

Ning Changjiu didn't know why she asked, but he nodded.

Zhao Xianger's heart groaned slightly, and she became more and more uncertain.

Could it be...this is also the arrangement of the mother?

If this is really my mother’s arrangement, does she think that I can’t really kill the demon fox on my own, so she has prepared a back hand for me. If it weren’t for this young man named Ning Changjiu to do it, the imperial city now I'm afraid it will be another **** storm.

Mother's mother counts the heavens and humans, if you can expect this, it's...not surprising.

Just, in her heart, am I really so unhelpful?

The girl's head is slightly hanging, her hair scattered, her body is as calm as black jade, her soft and fragrant shoulders are not consciously lowered, although she can't see her face, she can still feel her unconcealable loss.

She recalled the scene when she looked up at the bright moon. At that time, she didn't think about why the moon was clear and there was no demon cloud covering the moon. She obviously felt something wrong in her heart, why didn't she think too much? Can't help being even more sad and annoyed.

Ning Changjiu looked at her face hidden in the shadows, did not speak, but did not expect that some of her nonsense could cause her to have such a big psychological battle.

However, after Zhao Xianger thought that he might be a chess piece laid by his mother, she didn't have much doubt about Ning Changjiu's previous words. This was her absolute worship and trust in her mother.

After a long time, she raised her head, her tone was still the usual indifferent, and said: "Tomorrow's birthday banquet, remember to come, I have very important things to tell you."

"Huh?" Ning Changjiu was slightly startled: "Why can't it be now?"

Zhao Xianger looked serious: "I think it would be better to say it in front of everyone."

Ning Changjiu suddenly wanted to crooked, he glanced at Zhao Xianger again.

The girl also stared at herself calmly, dressed in a black dragon robe that was not suitable for her age.

Zhao Xianger seems to have guessed what he was thinking: "Don't worry, I don't want to marry you, not to mention... I can have a marriage contract now."

Marry? Marry me as... Queen?

Ning Changjiu looked at the little girl with a natural expression in front of her, feeling complicated. Then, he noticed the second half sentence.

Have a marriage contract?

Who is so unlucky? For the sake of beauty...

"I don't know which son is so lucky. It's really fortunate for him to marry his Royal Highness." Ning Changjiu looked sincere.

Zhao Xianger whispered: "I don't know who he is."

Ning Changjiu was a little bit startled, thinking that this "pure country and allure" Xianger was also a set baby... The marriage arranged for me by Master back then, I didn't know who the other party was from beginning to end, myself. At that time, it was also the age of Zhao Xianger now.

Sure enough, there is nothing new in the world. Missing once is missing each other's lives.

It's just that Ning Changjiu is sure that he didn't marry that woman. Perhaps it was a common regret between him and that woman. If Zhao Xianger didn't marry her fiance, her fiance would be unilaterally lucky.

Zhao Xianger naturally didn't know what Ning Changjiu was thinking about. If he knew it, I'm afraid the young man who had not healed from his old injury would have to add another injury.

Ning Changjiu said: "If you let everyone know that your Royal Highness has a marriage contract, I'm afraid it will break the hearts of many people."

The corners of Zhao Xianger's mouth slightly raised, and did not answer.

This marriage letter is not important anymore, because as soon as your birthday is over tomorrow, you will have to be 16 years old, and this marriage letter will naturally become invalid.

Just... will there be any changes tomorrow?

Is this test for me over?

She didn't want to think any more, all day's exhaustion flooded the girl's frail body, and her long dark hair like a canvas concealed her unspeakable exhaustion.

"Good health and recuperation, and practice well in the future. Don't be discouraged too early because of your qualifications. Your achievements in the future will be extraordinary." Zhao Xianger said suddenly.

Ning Changjiu asked: "Why is your Highness so sure?"

Of course, Zhao Xianger would not tell him that his mother's prowess is vast. She thought that now Ning Changjiu is a young man of fifteen or sixteen after all. Knowing this is not good for his state of mind.

Zhao Xianger said: "You are pretty good-looking, so your future achievements will not be low."

"..." Ning Changjiu replied without changing his face: "If this is the case, then your Highness will surely reach the sky in the future."

Zhao Xiang'er pursed her lips and blinked, and said: "Have you put honey on your lips? Oh, tell your younger sister, you deceive the little girl, I don't want to eat this set."

Ning Changjiu thought that you were only one or two years older than the younger sister. Why are you so old-fashioned when you talk about it?

Ning Changjiu helplessly said: "I want to talk to my junior sister, how about her?"

Zhao Xianger said: "If you want to see her, you can do it now."

"Huh?" Ning Changjiu didn't believe it.

Zhao Xianger stopped talking nonsense, brushed his sleeves, got up and left: "I'm a little tired...Birthday banquet in the day, don't forget."

Ning Changjiu nodded gently.

Zhao Xianger walked out of the door, raised his hand, and a few dark shadows outside the door quietly dispersed.

That was the last master in the imperial city, for the unexpected tonight.

But at this time, after a long conversation with Ning Changjiu, her worries finally disappeared a lot. In that case, it is better to go to sleep and prepare for the birthday banquet during the day with peace of mind.

After a while, the door opened again, and a girl in a dress quickly ran into the room. Her sleepy eyes suddenly brightened after seeing Ning Chang for a long time.

"Brother..." Ning Xiaoling rushed to the bed, her eyes wet.

Ning Changjiu looked at this charming and lovely girl, and the corners of his mouth could not help but he was speechless.

He originally thought that his feelings for Ning Xiaoling were inherited from the brothers and sisters of the original owner of the body.

Now it seems that this is not the case.

The last ray of soul of this body dissipated in the sky thunder, and the idiot was also inaudible, but his feelings for Ning Xiaoling did not weaken.

Ning Chang thought about it for a long time, and thought it might be because he had practiced the Taoism for 24 years in the previous life, and had always hoped that there would be a younger sister in Guanzhong.

So he has always been the youngest disciple in the view, for more than twenty years as a day.

Nowadays, I finally have a younger sister, so I feel sorry for it......

"Junior Sister." Ning Changjiu responded.

Ning Xiaoling's eyes suddenly turned red: "I'm sorry, brother, I almost killed you."

Ning Changjiu shook his head: "I know you are good to me. On the long street that day, when I intercepted the old fox and rescued Miss Lu, the old fox didn't recognize me. At that time, I knew you I didn’t tell him anything about me through the demon species, not at all. At that time, I was sure that I would never let you turn into a demon."

Ning Xiaoling rubbed her eyes and said, "Brother is really a fool."

Ning Changjiu said: "In the future, you don't need to hide these things from your brother."

Ning Xiaoling smiled and said: "Brother is so smart, I can't hide it even if I want to."

Ning Changjiu smiled, and then said with a serious look: "The demon species is still in your body. It's just a silent sleep at this moment. Before completely erasing its influence, you must be more careful. Be tempted by the demon, otherwise the brother may not be able to help you."

Ning Xiaoling nodded earnestly: "I will take care of myself!"

Ning Changjiu stretched out her hand with difficulty. Ning Xiaoling understood, took his hand, raised it and rubbed her head, then tucked it back into the quilt, the girl smiled gently, her childish and pretty face It's lovely.

Ning Xiaoling suddenly asked mysteriously: "Zhao Xianger has been here for so long just now, what have you...what have you done?"

Ning Changjiu said helplessly: "You see, brother is like this, what can you do?"

Ning Xiaoling deeply agrees, although afterwards she said anxiously: "Then she didn't bully you?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "If the brother is bullied, can you still fight me back?"

Ning Xiaoling was silent for a while, and vowed to say: "Sister Lu said that I am exceptionally talented, and my realm will rise in the future, so I can help my brother find a place."

Ning Changjiu nodded and smiled: "Then I will wait for the day when Junior Sister becomes a Little Sword Immortal."

"By the way, where is your future master? Where did that girl Lu go?" Ning Changjiu asked suddenly.

Ning Xiaoling was silent for a while, hesitated for a while, and said truthfully: "Sister Lu is still very happy to learn that you wake up, but for some reason, she is not willing to come to see you, I Asked her, she didn't say anything, only that she wanted to live and rest in the blue and white sedan chair for a night."

Ning Changjiu pondered for a while, and didn't understand what Lu Jiamarried was thinking. He didn't think deeply. He just said: "Alright, if there are other variables tomorrow, the brother will be like a useless person, and he can only rely on her to make a sword. Up."

Ning Xiaoling was taken aback, with a bitter face, and said: "There are still variables, no way... Xiaoling will be tossed to death."

"..." Ning Changjiu advised: "Just in case, I have to guard against it."

"Oh..." Ning Xiaoling responded anxiously.

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In the temple on the left side of the palace, the blue and white sedan chair has been washed out of blood. Lu Jiajia dressed in white clothes and sat in it, with a simple long sword stretched across his knees, and slender jade fingers with distinct joints twisted on the sword. On the sheath, the expression seemed to sound sleepy, but the fingertips slowly rubbed the ancient lines of the sheath, and the slightly rising sword intent was like static electricity.

In this trip to the imperial city, she was originally looking for an opportunity to break through the purple court, but she did not expect that her realm would not rise but fall, and she fell back to the long-lived state, and the two acupoints that had been messed up on her back were difficult to recover for a while. , The cultivation base is stagnant, and there are many difficulties.

Although her heart to ask questions has become more and more determined, the many hard-to-heal wounds in her body are also difficult problems that she has to face.

She rubbed her scabbard's fingers, her lips lightly opened, and she let out a sigh.

"Master, I disappointed you..." She opened her eyes, and a faint sadness appeared in her icy eyes.

In addition to a sect master, Tianzong Yujian also has four channels, each holding a peak, namely Shouxiao Peak, Xuanri Peak, Huiyang Peak, and Tianku Peak.

The four channels all have different peak masters, and her master is in charge of the most strangely steep and steep, strange and rocky sky cave channel. A few years ago, her master's life was exhausted and she passed away, so she was him The disciple with the highest realm will take charge of this vein on his behalf.

It's just a comparison with the other three meridians. None of the major practitioners who have entered the purple court sits here, and after all, they appear weak.

In the past few years, she asked with great concentration, in order to hope that the Zifu Mansion could reach the perfection as soon as possible, step through that heaven and earth grab, and enter the realm of the purple garden, which can be called a fairy, at least narrowing the gap with the other three veins.

There is also a big reason for this, that is, the lord is getting older.

One Jiazi stayed at the pinnacle of the Purple Court Realm, and the Sovereign was tired. He was going to travel around the world in the last years, so he would naturally have to pay for the Sect, and the true supremacy of the Sword Tianzong was in the inheritance of the Sovereign. .

The grand master’s succession ceremony, which was originally four years later, may have to be advanced...

This is why she is so impatient.

It's just that she is only in her early twenties, and after all, she is too young.

Without enough years to accumulate, even if she is extremely talented, she is still far from enough to quickly solve the bottleneck, so she is unwilling to meditate. After hearing that there is chaos in the Zhao State imperial city, she has a sharp heart, so she did not hesitate and went down the mountain. Kill the demon.

It's just a hasty, and I'm tired of it this time.

Perhaps this is due to fate.

Although Lu Jiajia has a firm heart, the regret in his heart is always unavoidable.

She felt the scar left by the sword of the old fox on her back and sighed faintly.

This hurt...

When she thought of the injury, she couldn't help thinking of the pair of seniors.

Ning Ning Xiaoling made tea for herself, and the water mark on the outside of the cup made her unforgettable anyway--how could such a clumsy hand tie such an impeccable bandage? ?

The one who really healed me was obviously...

Lu Jiajia couldn't help squeezing the scabbard tightly with her hand. She breathed a little bit faster, under her loose snow-white sword dress, her chest suddenly ups and downs, the curve stretched, and she soon returned to calm.

Although he is trying to save himself, and he is not a pedantic and stubborn person, this is not a big deal, but if he really becomes his own disciple in the future, he will eventually have some obstacles in his heart for him...

Since he also lied to me, then I will...

"I'll pretend I don't know..." Lu Jiajia's eyes closed slightly, and she muttered to the lonely night.

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