Long Live The Emperor! Chapter 90: Meet Ning Xiaoyu

Xia Ji put the "Fire Lotus" of Daguang Temple and the "Dragon Mandrill" of Dahan Temple into the dark golden python robe. Although it cannot be warmed up, it can be used at critical moments. .

Looking at the Great Dark Sky Halberd again, before the Guifang, and then the Nangong He, this fierce soldier has already swallowed a lot of blood, and this battle has swallowed even more.

At this time, as he looked at his eyes, there was a fetal movement that was the same as his own heart rhythm being born in the murderous soldier, as if the murderous soldier regarded him as the "mother" who gave birth to it, and playfully imitated his heartbeat.

But not enough.

It's not yet time for "birth" to be born.

He put away the magic halberd, but the unknown beast-faced head-swallowing armor was obviously inferior to this fierce soldier. Xia Ji now quietly stored it in the space of the dark golden python robe.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the soreness of the fierce battle finally fed back to his body.

When he saw the stream, he lay down on the side of the stream, took a handful of cold spring water with both hands, splashed it on his face, and brushed it back on his black hair, wiped it with both hands, but saw blood on all five fingers. It turned out that he was really covered in blood, but it was the blood of others.

Xia Ji went further downstream and found a secluded place, where he removed his armor and undressed. He turned the dark golden python robe into a turban and washed it in water for a while.

In this battle, he had a lot of insights in his heart, which he needed to digest.

In the confrontation with the emperor, he realized his own mysterious style, the "God-killing Flying Knife". Although it is not perfect, it has already taken shape.

And his spirit has been perfected,

What's worse is a chance that comes from the heart.

This opportunity is fleeting. If you seize it, you will seize it. If you can't seize it, you will be waiting.

The gods are divided into true gods and outer gods.

My spirit is the true God.

The Buddha's is an outer god.

He soaked in the clear spring comfortably, watched the blood wash away, looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand and scratched...

"How high is the sky?"

he asked endlessly.

"How thick is the ground?"

"How vast is the time and space?"

He fell silent.

The body and mind are not one with heaven and earth.

Follow, or die,

Reverse, in order to be born.

Life requires the immediate cowardice, food, drink and Lhasa. Although there are not many people who "encircle and suppress" him, and the storm will come, Xia Ji still made a little disguise, and the dark golden python robe turned into a Dark gold usual clothes.

He ate a bowl of scallion noodles topped with all the toppings in the next village and hired an ox cart.

The ox cart carries golden haystacks,

The driver is going north,

He is reluctant to pick up people, especially strangers,

But Xia Ji threw a silver ingot to the driver,

The coachman immediately regarded him as an uncle,

Looking at the fabric of the boy's clothes, I immediately understood,

Maybe this is a frustrated noble boy,

As for why I'm disappointed,

It's either money or women,

Or can't think of it,

He loaded.

So, the driver rubbed his hands together, smiled and asked, "Where is the uncle going?"

"Go north, take a ride, look at the scenery, and come down when you want to."

"Okay", the driver was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became happy. He secretly thought to himself how the good thing that came out of the pie in the sky had happened to me. When I turned back, I must burn a high incense stick and recite it twice. Amitabha, sincere heart is spiritual, today is really good luck.

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Ning Xiaoyu divided the gold.

The adoptive mother and villagers who have taken care of her for many years have won a lot. Giving only gold to the adoptive mother will bring disaster, but it will be a blessing to share it all.

She told the villagers that she was leaving again.

The villagers patted their chests and said they would take good care of her adoptive mother.

Then, Ning Xiaoyu took a shower and changed clothes, and left a strange letter to her mother, only saying that if anyone came to him, she would give it to him later, and she came to the village early to wait.

When it was almost noon, she heard the sound of wheels.

The voice ran from north to south, breaking the silence of heaven and earth.

She looked south, and in the spring light, an ox cart with hay came from the end of the road.

The driver was an old man, with a burly young man in the car, wearing a dark gold jacket, with a piece of dry grass in his mouth, his legs crossed, lying on the haystack, looking up at the sky, as if in daze.

The ox cart had no intention of stopping, but passed on the path beside the village.

However, the young man felt something, and glanced sideways at the girl sitting in a daze at the head of the village, and the girl just happened to look at him.

The boy looked at that face with a stunned expression, then sighed softly, turned over, turned his back to the girl, and didn't look at her.

Ning Xiaoyu shouted: "Hello."

The boy pretended not to hear it.

Ning Xiaoyu became interested, and shouted in a glutinous voice full of local flavor: "Little brother!"

As soon as the boy waved his hand, the bullock cart stopped, he rolled over and sat up, asking, "What's the matter?"

Ning Xiaoyu said: "Brother, take me for a ride."

"Where to?"

"My family lives in the north, in the direction of the imperial capital, but the troops are in chaos, so I can't go there, for fear of encountering thieves.

Little brother, do you go in that direction or not, if you go, take me for a ride, it doesn't matter how far, thank you. "

After speaking, Ning Xiaoyu looked at the boy eagerly.

The teenager smiled, "Are you waiting for me here?"

Ning Xiaoyu's face is not red and her heart is not beating: "I can give you some more money, will you go?"

"I'll go."

"Little brother, are you going or not?"

"Go."

"I'll take the burden off later."

Having said that, Ning Xiaoyu ran back to the village to get her luggage. It can't be too fake, can she wait here with her luggage?

Seeing her retreating back, the old man in the car leaned over and whispered, "Young Master, this girl is not bad, she has long legs and a beautiful face, but her **** is a little small, so it's not very easy to breed."

As soon as Xia Ji heard this, he guessed that the old man had a lot of drama in his heart, and he was speechless.

The old man saw that he didn't speak, so he said again: "Young master is a great nobleman, I am from the old man, women, that's all, if you can't get it, you're a fairy, if you get it, it's the rice particles in your mouth~IndoMTL .com~ Mosquito blood on the wall, there is no grass anywhere in the world, why do you love a flower alone?"

The old man thought about his past and began to show off...

Xia Ji probably understood what the driver was thinking about, but he didn't intend to explain, but instead listened, the fatigue from the previous fierce battle was also recovering in this daily life.

The opportunity that came from him seems to be near.

The old man kept talking.

He looked up at the sky.

Sky blue.

Cloud white.

Under the clouds, a long country road, with red flowers and green grass.

His mind became calm, and without the use of Zen, it was extremely peaceful.

Not long after, the girl came back and climbed onto the haystack of the ox cart with a bag on her shoulders, then looked at the boy familiarly and said, "My name is Ning Xiaoyu, what's the name of my little brother?"

The boy smiled and said, "Xia Ji."

Ning Xiaoyu was stunned for a while, obviously not expecting this one to be so upright.

I didn't use a pseudonym because no one knew my real name, but you just reported your name directly, do you have any experience in the world? Disloyal and unfilial demon?

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