Beyond the Divine States Chapter 60: : Quiet rainy night

The spirit swallower, who is like a giant cow, slowly split his body in the sky. After the indestructible body split, numerous fine cracks appeared immediately, and it slowly collapsed and collapsed into the world, and turned into the air. As a gaseous spiritual energy, it rises upward, slowly condensing into a large monster cloud.

Those are just a rudimentary demon cloud, which looks as beautiful as amber. At this moment, in the glow of the sun, it reveals a clear pale pink, like a delicate flower bud in the sky.

In the sunset, the man in the old blue shirt stood in the air. He carried the knife on his shoulders and looked at the torn apart spirit swallower and the gradually closing void cracks. He nodded in satisfaction, and he returned Over his head, his eyes stayed on Zhao Xianger for a moment, seemingly regretful, and then fell on the boy who was kneeling and hugging a little girl behind them.

The man suddenly squinted his eyes, looked at him carefully, rubbed his chin for a while, and finally shook his head and sighed: "Good temperament, it's a pity."

Ning Changjiu looked at him the same way, his eyes blurred, and his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound. He couldn't even simply call the second brother.

But Zhao Xianger had already fallen into Lu Jiajia's arms and passed out.

The dark divine bird surrounding her also fell behind her like the wind, slipping into the extremely long shadow of her sunset, and disappearing.

Lu Jiajia saluted the figure: "Thank you, senior, for your help."

The man smiled freely and said, "I have been watching in the imperial city for a long time these few days. The juniors are really interesting. They can afford the four words for fearful future generations. If they are destined in the future, they can also come to us to observe the incense and worship the gods. It's very."

Lu Jia married: "Dare to ask seniors..."

Before he could say anything, the man waved his hand and said: "It is inconvenient to say more about your name and mentor. A cultivator asks for a word for reason and a word for reason. It is good to practice diligently, and you don't need to say more if you want to repay."

Lu married dumb.

Ning Changjiu's body trembled. He stared at the second senior, and the carefree second senior was also uncomfortable.

He stroked his hair, looked at Ning Changjiu, and smiled: "I know that I was incomparable with the two swords before, but the little brother doesn't have to look at me like this, hahaha, if you have a chance to see my senior sister in the future Swordsmanship, don’t you stare out your eyes?"

The swordsmanship of Grand Sister...Of course he has seen it.

Senior Sister’s sword is extremely murderous, how can he forget the scene of the sun and the moon, the sky and the earth breaking, and the mountains and rivers subverting?

It's just that no matter how shocking it is, it's not as good as how he feels when he sees the second brother again at this moment.

However, no matter how high the swordsmanship of the second brother is, he can't see what he thinks. He just feels that his swordsmanship can reach the sky, making a young man speechless, and it is only natural that he is full of admiration.

He glanced at the **** setting sun, and suddenly his smile faded.

"It's up here...you juniors, don't pass it this way."

A bright cyan glow skyrocketed.

The setting sun smashed into the mountains on the horizon.

Ning Changjiu's body gradually calmed down. He looked at the setting sun and recalled today in his previous life.

At that time, he moved a lounge chair and sat on the cliff by the sea of ​​Yunhai, watching the sunset sink into the sea of ​​clouds, stirring up magnificent red waves, and when the night fell, he returned the marriage letter to explain his mind.

He originally thought that that fate would end here.

No matter what happens in this world, sometimes it's not a blunder... it's a change of the sky.

He looked at the black-clothed and black-haired, porcelain-like little girl. For some reason, an inexplicable warmth surged in his heart, and he thought of the battle between heaven and man in the previous hall and the three-year agreement. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly aroused.

Ning Xiaoling in his arms was still asleep, the demon species had been completely crushed, and the innocent innate spirit, which became pure and harmless again, sank into the body, gradually regaining its vitality.

Just the thought of the four words "forever knot with one heart" in the marriage book, which he used as an anchor to fix Ning Xiaoling, and the fiancee in the marriage book was now in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a weirdness in his heart. feel.

Of course, these emotions can't last too long. After everything is settled, the gradually relaxed thoughts bring unstoppable exhaustion.

The eyelids were dragged down with irresistible weight.

Lu Jiajia gently hugged the girl in his arms, swept over to him, held his slanted body, and made a slight squeak in his mouth. The fairy sword on his waist came out of its sheath, turning rigidity into softness. A sword rope entangled the bodies of the senior brothers and sisters, and their footsteps moved towards the Jiu Ling stage lightly and steadily.

She looked at the black-clothed girl who was sleeping in her arms, and at the two unconscious seniors in Jiansuo. She was a little unsure whether she was dragging her family to the market or abducting children. In short, she was inexplicable. Aroused something like maternal glory...

Lu Jiajia smiled helplessly, she suddenly remembered the one-of-a-kind cut, but found that her impression had become extremely vague.

The intent of the knife, the trajectory, and the figure of the man became extremely blurred, as if it had been deliberately erased.

She looked at Ning Changjiu's unconscious face, and suddenly remembered his previous sentence: "It's not me who avoids the world, but the world avoids me."

Is this what the second brother said in his mouth?

I don't know if his brother is also such a worldly expert like this unknown swordsman.

She held the sword tighter, and felt that this young man was extraordinary, he should also be the disciple of which Xianzong anonymously wandered the world...but this weird family background is extremely incompatible with it. Qualification, could this young man be the illegitimate child of which suzerain?

It’s just that, now, it seems that he has lost all his family background. If he follows his words and follow him to practice cultivation in the Sword Heavenly Sect, he must be honest. I don’t know how to rely on this qualification. Only then can I enter the Xuan...

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Today's imperial city is another chaotic day.

When night fell, the temperature of the knife and blood crazily passed away in the daytime, and after the afterglow of the sky was gone, the bright moon gradually rose.

Ning Changjiu’s trauma was the most serious. The snow fox, which was infested by the demon species, stabbed three blood holes through his back in his chest. Many of his bones were also broken. Right The arm muscles were torn badly because of the overdraw of the strength. Even if I woke up, it would not take any effort. In order to win Ning Xiaoling's moments of lucidity, it collided with her forehead, who was extremely high at the time, and the forehead was blood red. , The frontal bone is also broken.

Ning Xiaoling is weak. Her body fluctuates greatly, like a small river-like body. Suddenly, she was filled with water from a large lake, and then evaporated to a stalemate in an instant. The confrontation of the monsters in the spirit and will made the little girl mentally exhausted, and the consciousness of physical self-protection forced her into a deep sleep.

Zhao Xiang'er is the strangest one. Lu Jiajia doesn’t know what effect will be on the body after going through three thousand worlds. It’s just that Zhao Xiang'er is lying flat on the bed, her face is calm, and her breathing is even, like Jin entered a mysterious realm, but his face was pale and miserable.

Lu Jiajia speculates that perhaps this is also a way to break and build.

After exploring for them, she came to Ning Changjiu's side, carefully turned his body over, and poured some spiritual energy into his body, protecting the heart and lungs and the key places such as Zifu Qihai. , Then she put her hand on his chest, hesitated for a moment, untied his broken white clothes, and checked his wounds on his body.

The light in the room is dim, but in her sword eyes, it is the same as in the day.

Her hands gently stroked the wound on the boy's body, suppressing the strange emotions in her heart a little bit.

"It's nothing more than ordinary things, Lu married married, what's wrong with you now..."

She muttered to herself softly, calmly, and began to heal him.

Her sword heart calmed down, and the spiritual power between her fingers surged, covering his wound, gently pressing, that pure and extremely aura is like a soft plaster, where the blood was originally overflowing, soon I got a scab, but the trauma is easy to treat, but the internal injury is difficult to heal. I used to focus on sword repairing. I know very little about this knowledge, and only understand some of the simplest medical principles.

But it seems that he seems to have a hard life. He should... be able to survive it by himself, right?

Lu Jiajia was still a little worried, and moved the palm of his hand to the top of his chest. With the surge of spiritual power, it infiltrated his body innumerably, sensing whether there was anything weird in his body.

After a while, she put down her hand and wiped her forehead.

"This blood suit..."

Lu Jia married her lips slightly, and the heavens are fighting in her heart.

When she was sixteen years old, she inherited this Minglan fairy sword from her master. At that time, she believed that the sword had a clear heart, and things in the world could hardly arouse dust.

Now, in just two days, she discovered that Jianxin, who has been cultivating for decades, is actually so unbearable.

But it can be considered a blessing in disguise. Now that the sword heart is damaged, it is better than the instability of the Dao heart and the demon seed taking advantage of it during the Tribulation of the Purple Court, which completely affects the Dao.

She comforted herself silently, her expression suddenly stagnated, and she touched a hard thing around her waist between her fingers.

That is...

Lu Jiama frowned slightly, and untied a...withered branch from his waist?

It was a very smooth dead branch, the stem was slightly twisted, and the whole body was gray, like a plum branch broken off by the road in winter, still with dark lines. Lu Jiajia repeatedly checked it several times, but it was not seen. What's special.

Perhaps because it was too common, she didn't notice it along the way.

She put the dead branch aside, looked at Ning Changjiu's half-undressed clothes, and the unconscious teenager frowned from time to time, with a hint of pain.

Lu Jiajia's fingers gently tucked the belt around his waist, hesitated for a moment, and then gently pressed it back.

This blood suit is almost done. Since it is not a major problem with the injury, wait until Ning Changjiu wakes up to change it by himself.

She thought so.

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When Ning Changjiu woke up, he found that he had put on a brand-new white coat, and those terrible wounds had stopped the blood, but his muscles were so aching, and the originally narrow purple mansion’s sea of ​​air, now I look forward to it. Go, more like a broken ancient battlefield.

He breathed lightly, listening to the rustle of rain coming from outside, and feeling the tearing sensation in his chest, he just wanted to lie down without any desire to move.

"Are you awake?" A weak and clear voice sounded in the night.

"Huh?" Ning Changjiu's mind was a little dull, and he judged for a while before he was sure that it was Zhao Xianger's voice. He turned his head with difficulty and looked in the direction where the voice came from. "Why are you here?"

Zhao Xiang'er said in a huff: "Or you, me, and your junior sister, each one in a room, let Miss Lu take care of us in three rooms at the same time?"

Ning Changjiu looked at his clean Bai Chang and shut his mouth obediently.

Zhao Xianger was also lying on the bed, her eyes closed, but her thin lips moved slightly, and she asked softly: "Why are you lying to me?"

Ning Changjiu was taken aback: "What?"

Zhao Xianger said slightly annoyed: "I heard what the man said today. He said that they have not found a disciple of the closed door... Then why are you lying to me?"

Ning Changjiu's breath was suffocated, his chest pained: "I... didn't lie to you."

Zhao Xianger raised her eyebrows slightly and asked: "Then that person is your brother?"

Of course he is my brother, but he said that the master has not found a disciple, so how can he prove it?

Ning Changjiu didn't know how to answer.

Zhao Xianger snorted coldly, and said: "I didn't lie to me, then I misunderstood you before? Above the hall, I said that you are the person on the marriage certificate. Now it looks like Did I make a clever joke?"

"..." Ning Chang thought for a moment, and said: "Anyway, the engagement is cancelled today, is it important?"

Zhao Xianger's face was cold, and said nothing.

"Zhao Xianger." Ning Changjiu suddenly called her name.

Zhao Xianger raised her brows slightly, opened her eyes, and asked: "What's the matter?"

Ning Changjiu asked: "Does the agreement on that day still count?"

He asked naturally about the three-year agreement.

Zhao Xianger thought for a while, and said, "Although I have destroyed all the Qi Sea in the Purple Mansion, the spirit of the day after tomorrow has passed. After this period of time, it will break and stand, and the acupuncture points will be reshaped, which will be very powerful. , When I regain Zhao Zhi’s six hundred miles of lost ground, the shackles in my word'xiang' will be completely cut off. Within three years, the Purple Court Realm will be nothing but my bag, you...can't be My opponent’s."

She talked calmly, and there was no sarcasm in her words, but because everything she said was the truth, the more such words were, the more exhausting people's hearts were.

Ning Changjiu listened quietly. Amid the noisy rain, the girl's clear and thin voice was even more quiet.

"It's okay to count." Ning Changjiu heard this and came to this conclusion.

Zhao Xianger pursed her mouth and said, "I didn't expect people like you to be angry."

In her impression, this little Taoist priest is heavy and calm, with terrifying plans, and is far from his peers.

Ning Changjiu said: "It's not arrogant, just respecting the agreement with His Highness."

Zhao Xianger said: "Don't expect me to be merciful when the time comes. As long as you dare to come, I will dare to hit you all over the floor."

"Looking for teeth all over the floor?" Ning Changjiu smiled: "It seems that your Royal Highness still intends to be merciful."

Zhao Xiang'er also laughed, and she said lightly: "What about you? Don't want to say anything? I used to read those legendary books, this kind of time should always be ruthless."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "In the stories in those books, almost the arrogant woman usually loses."

Zhao Xianger asked: "Am I arrogant?"

Ning Chang didn't dare to answer for a long time.

Zhao Xianger snorted coldly, and said: "I am not the person in the book, and I don't believe you can be like the man in the book, Hong Fu Qitian."

Ning Changjiu said: "Don't regret it in the future."

Zhao Xianger said: "It's boring."

Ning Changjiu stopped looking out the window and said: "It's raining heavily."

Zhao Xianger gave a hum and said, "The spirit swallower dies, and the demon cloud transforms the rain... The big demon above the five realms, after this heavy rain, Zhao's genius will spring up like bamboo shoots. Come out, this is fortune."

Ning Changjiu answered softly.

Zhao Xianger said slightly differently: "This is a rare rain in a hundred years, but now you can't get wet, and you watch the opportunity fade in front of you. You...have no regrets or unwillingness?"

Ning Changjiu said: "His Royal Highness is lying here too?"

Zhao Xiang'er frowned and said: "This is not even the icing on the cake to me, it is optional, but it is different for you."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "It is not easy to be able to survive the tribulation. After the tribulation, you can listen to the night rain with your Highness, and there is no more extravagant thing."

Zhao Xianger was silent for a moment and said: "Although you are right, but..."

"But I hate your light and windy appearance. I am more and more looking forward to the scene of beating you in three years, and see if you can be so peaceful then." She said.

So that night, Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xianger just said each other with you, and the rain kept on, but the gap between the two of them was getting longer and longer, and their voices were getting lighter and lighter, waiting for Lu to marry him. When they came back, the two people separated by a bed had all fallen asleep.

Lu Jiajia sat by the window and started cooking medicine awkwardly, while Ning Xiaoling was always asleep, her body curled up like a weak little fox.

This is an ordinary and peaceful rainy night in the Imperial City of Zhao Kingdom.

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