As Bai Ye lost all the tokens, this beautiful chaos in which the disciples of various sects competed for beauty finally came to an end.
Except for a few people from Xuanxu Sword Sect, Wanjian Sect, and Fanyin Temple, the rest of the cultivators either blew themselves up and were eliminated, or were beaten unconscious and unconscious by the one who blew themselves up.
Ning Ning is able to give full play to the traditional virtues that have been passed down by the Chinese nation for thousands of years. Adhering to the spirit of "the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole behind" and "everyone comes, you can't suffer any loss", and searched the crime scene very seriously.
She is in charge of finding it, and Pei Ji is in charge of taking it. When it was the turn of Lu Minghao and the male cultivator from Su Wentang, Pei Ji didn't let her do a personal search.
It seems that Pei Ji's classmate is still a traditional and conservative elementary school chicken in his bones, always keeping in mind the defense of men and women. Ning Ning thought it was a little funny, but she didn't deliberately tease him as usual—
When she dodged and approached Bai Ye before, her arm was scorched by the talisman. Although the Thunder Fire Talisman does not cause the skin to bleed, under the double erosion of electricity and flames, it can bring stinging pain deep into the bone marrow and scars that are no different from burning.
Bai Ye didn't use all his strength to be ruthless, so this was not such a serious wound, it would heal after a few days of medicine.
There have been enough troubles in the past few days, Ning Ning didn't want to worry about others, so he endured the pain, pretending to be nothing, just waiting to apply the medicine by himself after returning to the room.
If you blindly search for the token at this time, the scar is likely to be exposed between the cuffs shaking.
... But Pei Ji shouldn't care too much about her injury.
Thinking of this, she inexplicably felt a trace of untraceable loss and frustration. She put her hands behind her back and looked forward, just meeting Pei Ji's line of sight.
It was only then that Ning Ning realized that he had very thick dark circles under his eyes, and the eye sockets were slightly red, which quietly reflected the blood threads intertwined around the pupils.
It was as if he had just woken up after staying up all night.
Come to think of it, it was very late when the two of them returned to the room last night, Ning Ning was tired and sleepy, and fell asleep quickly as soon as her head touched the pillow, but Pei Ji was different.
He saw that she was in a bad mood, her eyes were red and swollen, and he heard Ning Ning's "star-marked sword" by chance. take a sword.
This thought flashed through her head, and now Pei Jizhi stared blankly at it again. She was a little embarrassed for a while, and she tried to ask, "What's the matter?"
He remained silent and handed over a few square tokens.
Lu Minghao's body dissipated in an instant with this movement, Ningning stretched out his hand to take them, and moved his gaze to Suwen Tang Nanxiu who was on the other side: "What about him?"
Pei Ji answered immediately, "I'm coming."
"Oh."
She had no choice but to nod, then looked at the two lumps of human-shaped flesh lying in the middle of the road: "Where are He Zhizhou and Xu Ye?"
"It's me too."
The black-clothed youth with a grim expression seemed to be thinking of something. After a short pause, he spoke again, his tone was a little hesitant and a little stiff: "The star-marked sword... Put it away for now and wait for me to clean it up."
"Don't, don't, don't! How can I really let you wipe it! I'm just joking, I can solve it myself."
She couldn't make Pei Ji become everyone's meticulous full-time nanny. Hearing this, she waved her hands again and again: "By the way, where did you find it? You must have been looking for it for a long time, right?"
"In a lake."
He was looking down for the token when he spoke, his voice was a little dull, probably to dispel the confusion in her heart, and he continued to add rarely: "The formation uses water as a mirror, and the star-scarred sword pierces the water curtain and turns into the sky, in the real world. In the secret realm, it fell into a pond somewhere. I searched for it one by one, and I could always find it."
He said it simply, but a cursory thought shows that it is not easy.
Not to mention that there are many lakes in the secret realm, even if he finds the right lake, he must dive into the water himself and endure the bone-chilling cold to search carefully.
Ning Ning's heart turned back and forth, clenched the sword in his hand, and whispered: "Thank you, when the secret realm is over, I will invite you to dinner."
She said this with confidence, thinking of the small treasury she accumulated by relying on the Buddha Tower, she vowed to increase her tone: "It is definitely the most expensive and largest restaurant in the entire Luan City, you can choose whatever you want, my junior brother is worth it!"
Pei Ji listened intently, and finally turned her head to the other side.
He didn't speak, but Cheng Ying in his heart kept chattering: "Hoho, are you happy? Are you squeamish? When you hear this, your heart blossoms? Pei Xiaoji, just laugh if you want to, don't put the corners of your mouth on purpose. It's so obvious."
It's not enough to say this, but I used a rough uncle's voice to imitate Ning Ning's voice just now.
The smile in Pei Ji's eyes faded, and murderous aura suddenly appeared.
When the two of them swept away the tokens of the eliminated players, the originally crowded trail became somewhat empty.
Mingjing was sitting and snoring and fell asleep, Mingkong finished eating the lettuce, and was holding a book to study carefully, Ningning looked around and saw a few big characters: "Luomei Jingxinlu".
This book should be worthy of its name. Ever since the little monk read it, he has become more rational and straightened out when confronting people. His mind was as calm as water, but the person on the other side was a little miserable.
He rejected the proposal to go back to the village to rest together, and talked at length about the truth that "the world is home", Ning Ning no longer insisted, and looked at Su Qinghan under the ancient tree in the distance.
The other party has disappeared without knowing when.
"Thank you for taking care of Junior Brother Xu Ye."
She was still in doubt, when the voice belonging to Su Qinghan sounded behind her. Ning Ning turned her head to look back and saw the female cultivator standing next to the unconscious Xu Ye, leaning over to look at the wet pale face of the young man.
Feeling the sudden sight, Su Qinghan raised his eyelashes while holding the sword.
"I saw the white light and star marks everywhere, so I guessed it was you."
Senior Sister Su and Pei Ji are both unsmiling and indifferent, but the former is "arrogant", while the latter is "cold" who rejects people thousands of miles away.
She spoke without any ups and downs, but her eyes were always full of awe-inspiring fighting intent, as if remembering something, with a look of disappointment on her face: "I planned to have a good competition with you, but looking at your current situation, I must have lost all my spiritual power. Not much left."
This one must have seen the zombie-like scene, Ning Ning pursed her lips and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Senior Sister Su, when my spiritual power recovers, I will wait for you to discuss at any time."
Only then did Su Qinghan let out a smile, then turned to look down at Xu Ye, without saying a word, he lifted him up and carried him on his shoulders, with no pity, no trace of snow and moonlight, no different from carrying a sack.
When he lifted it to the top, he threw Xu Ye's body as weak as a white lotus in a large circle in the air, just like tossing Indian cakes.
Su Qinghan carried the sack and smiled softly and easily: "Where is his room?"
Ning Ning was stunned: "Choose any room, just choose."
According to legend, Senior Sister Su, who is indifferent and reserved like a flower on a high mountain, gradually walked away. Before Ning Ning could recover from one shock, she was shocked by another at the same time.
- The long hair that fell on the left side was gently picked up by someone's fingertips, and when it passed by the ear, it caused a strange feeling of tickling.
She raised her head in shock and met Pei Ji's dark pupils.
He stretched out his right hand and picked up the hair by Ning Ning's ear, his eyes seemed extremely unhappy, and he frowned imperceptibly. Seeing that the little girl in front of her raised her head blankly, she moved her fingers away without a trace: "You have a wound on your face."
... hurt
Ning Ning didn't know about it, but occasionally felt a tingling in the cheek next to his ear from time to time.
Due to the fact that it was covered by black hair, this sideburn injury was very difficult to detect. Pei Ji also turned around when she was talking with Su Qinghan, and when her long hair was lifted by the breeze, she accidentally saw a deep trace.
"Damn, that stinky boy actually hurt her!"
As an old senior who has lived for an unknown number of years, Chengying vividly clarified what it means to be "disrespectful to the old", and now his spirit body is twisted with anger, and he grins: "If you knew this earlier, you should break it harder. His legs, teach that kid a lesson!"
"do not touch."
Pei Ji seemed to be a little unhappy. When standing in front of Ning Ning, he cast a thin, tall and thick black shadow, which covered his eyes with a shadow: "Lightning Fire Talisman?"
"probably."
It would be better if he didn't say it. Now Ning Ning realized that he had a scar on his face, and he always felt that the wound was showing off his strength, twisting and twisting, and even the nerve leading to his head was also twitching and hurting.
I don't know if there is a mirror in this village that would allow her to apply medicine on her face with precision and accuracy. Thinking of this, Ning Ning suddenly felt that the sleeves of her clothes were suddenly pulled.
Pei Ji still had a gloomy look, as if she had traveled through "Mindless and Unhappy". She couldn't help but pull up her sleeves and walked forward. Before Ning Ning could ask, she said coldly: " Go get the medicine."
Ningning: "... oh."
He didn't have much strength, but his movements were extremely clean. Ning Ning has been obediently following behind, always feeling like she has forgotten something, frowning in great confusion.
After a while, he hurried back with Pei Ji and pointed to another group of swordsmen who were shivering in the cold wind: "He Zhizhou, we forgot He Zhizhou, he is still lying on the ground!"
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Ning Ning's wound was on her face. Since she couldn't pull out her eyeballs for a 360-degree inspection without a mirror, it was difficult to wipe off the medicine by herself without a mirror.
"You want to help me get medicine?"
Seeing that Pei Ji dipped the ointment on her hands, she was so surprised that she sat cramped on the head of the bed.
- How can she be able to make the sword training machine in the original book pick up the small medicine bottle and run all the way to the east of the river with the script of fighting monsters and upgrading, and she can't reply.
Pei Ji was very knowledgeable, sitting in front of her with the medicine, asking straight to the point: "Where else is injured?"
He meant it by default.
Seeing through the thoughts hidden in his heart at once, Ning Ning's arrogance as a senior sister instantly became much smaller, and she stretched out her right hand to stroke her sleeve.
So Pei Ji's expression became more gloomy.
He shouldn't have just broken Fu Xiu's knee, he would have beaten him half to death before letting him go. Even if Bai Ye wanted to escape sooner, he could still put the token back into that person's mouth, and there would be no way to survive. No way to die.
Seeing his displeased expression, Ning Ning thought that Pei Ji was angry that she lied, and poked his finger on the back of his hand: "It's not serious, you see, not only is there no bleeding, but I can still move freely—"
She clenched her fists and waved her arms randomly, but she didn't expect to feel a tear-like pain piercing her bones.
The Thunder Fire Talisman was really ruthless, and Ning Ning's expression froze from the pain. In order not to let Pei Ji see his twisted facial features, he could only lower his head, covered his cheek with the other hand that was vacated, and let out a low voice from his throat. Breath sound.
"This looks so painful!"
Chengying wailed, and shivered in his head: "Pei Xiaoji, put away this murderous look, don't scare her. How wonderful Ningning is, I don't want to let it go. You are worried and have been holding back without saying anything."
Pei Ji didn't respond to it, but her expression froze slightly, very clumsily restraining the hostility on her facial features, but as a result, her unnatural complexion became even more unnatural, like a stone carving man.
At the same time, the young man clenched the medicine bottle with his right hand and clenched secretly with his left hand, and something shattered in a flash of white light.
"WTF?"
Seeing that the picture in the profound mirror suddenly turned completely black, Tian Xianzi frantically hammered the table: "Why did that stinky boy Pei Ji break the sighting spirit again!"
"Losing money! Losing money!"
It was hard to see a little sign, but he was cut off by the bastard himself, Lin Qian looked like a mad rabbit, and crushed the white jade cake in his hand with scarlet eyes: "If he doesn't let him lose his family, I-I'm angry. died!"
Only He Xiaochen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Calm down, calm down."
Maya was startled by the madness of the two people before, and nodded leisurely after hearing this. Head He is worthy of being his sympathetic opponent, and he can remain sane until this time.
However, after a while, I heard He Xiaochen continue to say seriously: "Pei Ji should be beaten, but he would rather be innocent. If he can't afford to go bankrupt, then the little girl will have to suffer as well? You can't do it, you can't do it!" Lin Qian Hearing the words with Tian Xianzi, they both showed a look of sudden realization: "As expected of the head of He, he can remain sensible until this time, and I really sympathize with me!"
Maya:…
Well, very good, you should go to the orangutan to attract each other, he is not worthy.
There was a riot outside the secret, and Pei Ji, the initiator of everything, sat upright and quietly beside the bed.
Injuries are common to him, and there is nothing to make a fuss about, but it is such a common little thing like drinking cold and white, once it happens to Ning Ning, it makes him feel inexplicably upset.
wrong.
Rather than being "upset", perhaps "disturbed" is more appropriate, and the chest is stuffy and uncomfortable.
It's an unpleasantly strange feeling.
Not only him, but also Chengying.
Since he grew up with Pei Ji, he saw that the child was kept in a dark room and scolded and scolded, from a white dumpling carved in pink and jade to a scarred body today. After a long time, he gradually got used to Pei Ji's luck like a mold possessed by a god, and would not react too much to the pain.
But as soon as he saw Ning Ning's injury, he immediately shivered and turned his eyes away, in pain like a heartbroken old mother.
Pei Ji dipped the ointment on her thumb and leaned forward: "It may hurt a little."
Ning Ning stretched out her hand and nodded obediently: "I'm not afraid of pain."
Her arms are slender and white, and her fingers are also slender and long, like frost and snow condensed on her fingertips, fainting out of a cold and beautiful white.
The scar stretched across the wrist bone, like a ferocious scratch on a snow-white ivory, with a light blood color, which was particularly terrifying.
Pei Ji's eyes dimmed slightly, her left hand held her wrist, and her right thumb gently landed on the edge of the wound.
The ointment penetrated into the flesh and blood, like a sharp knife cutting through the skin, Ning Ning's fingers trembled.
He has learned to apply medicine to himself since he was a child. Later, when he was older, he felt that healing was optional. If the wound was not so serious, he would skip the step of applying medicine and wait for it to heal on its own and leave scars.
—In any case, he should be quite used to it.
But when his fingers touched Ning Ning's skin, he suddenly felt a little hesitant.
After a short pause, Pei Ji moved her thumb slowly, brushing over her scar very lightly and very slowly.
His fingers didn't look like Ning Ning. Although they were long and slender, they had several old wounds and calluses. When they passed the girl's Bai Nen's wrist, it brought a vague and indistinct feeling of rubbing.
This is a very different reflection of childhood life, and it cruelly reveals the disparity in identities between the two. She never cares about such details, but Pei Ji is upset.
After all, the gap between them is still too big, and he doesn't know when he will be able to catch up with her.
Ning Ning sat on the bed and did not dare to move. Occasionally, she raised her eyes curiously, looked at Pei Ji's appearance, and quickly looked away.
He was very beautiful, with slender eyes and dark pupils. When he lowered his eyelashes to apply medicine for her, the long eyelashes vibrated quietly and gently, reminding her of butterfly wings.
The redness on the bottom of his eyes is against the tear moles at the corners of his eyes, which are particularly prominent under the cold white skin, and the messy forehead is lightly falling, which is a little less cold and fierce, adding a gentle and harmless aura of illness and weakness.
This looks, seems, seems, quite pleasing to the eye.
"Why are you so careful, Pei Xiaoji."
Chengying laughed at him in his heart: "You're not rubbing medicine, it's like you're planning to pawn a family heirloom and say goodbye to it - that's not the case when you put medicine on yourself, my dear, when you close your eyes and sip your mouth, the medicine Bang bang bang fell on the wound, I could almost hear the sound of blood rushing out, tsk tsk tsk, now you can't bear it?"
Pei Ji frowned slightly, listening to it continue to give her ideas: "Let me tell you, it's absolutely impossible to just apply medicine like this, we have to come up with a more lethal method - when you finish applying the ointment, lower your head on her wound. Blow. Wow, this blow! It will definitely blow out the little sparks of tenderness and sweetness, and blow out the small saplings with eyebrows! It's so romantic!"
Pei Ji silently wrote down in her heart: The thousandth and eighty-second time I wanted to kill this middle-aged uncle.
He turned a deaf ear to Cheng Ying's bad ideas. The scars on Ning Ning's hands were not long, and after a while, all the ointment was applied. When the fingers left her arm, the fingertips still had the warmth of the girl's body.
"thank you."
Ning Ning didn't understand the layers of thoughts under his indifferent eyes, she chuckled and planned to withdraw her right arm, but Pei Ji's left hand on her wrist did not let go.
Even pressing hard when she was about to pull away.
Ning Ning's heart skipped a beat and looked at him in surprise.
Pei Ji didn't seem to have thought that he would do this subconsciously. He gritted his teeth in embarrassment. His knuckled fingers subconsciously tightened.
"Um?"
Ning Ning responded without thinking much, seeing Pei Ji raise her still reddish eyes, without looking at her, she quickly lowered her head.
Then she blew lightly on the back of her hand, just opposite the wound.
Cheng Ying stayed for a moment.
Chengying rolled around, his spirit body was like a drunken butterfly, ascending to the sky: "Hehehehehehehehehehehe, good boy, good boy—"
This action ended quickly, and before Ning Ning realized what was happening, his fingertips moved reflexively.
… a little itchy.
This breath was suppressed very low, like a quiet breeze in the sultry midsummer, with a little bit of cool air, blowing leisurely over the place where she was burned.
A few minutes later, like a wisp of liquan, it quietly seeped into the bone and blood. Most of the scorching pain from not long ago disappeared, leaving only the cold feeling swirling in the blood and nerves, which seemed to be absent.
It really didn't look like what Pei Ji would do, and he did it so clumsily that his entire body was visibly tensed in that instant, and his cheeks bulged like a frog—
No, no, not a frog, Ning Ning apologized to him in his heart, it should be a round and white marshmallow.
Pei Ji put down her hand expressionlessly after blowing her breath. Because of her deliberately straight face, she made a posture of drawing a sword and slashing people.
"You are..."
The person in front of her seemed to be more helpless and flustered than her. Ning Ning was amused by his reaction, and paused for a while, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened: "Give me a fairy?"
Not only was the little senior sister not blushing and shy, she also made fun of him mercilessly.
It turned out that this is what Cheng Ying said, "a flower with tenderness and sweetness, a seedling with eyebrows raised on a case", but it was really romantic.
Pei Ji felt like a fire was burning behind his ears, and his eyebrows were pounding.
He began to think very seriously about how to kill the immortal.
"I've heard it makes you feel less sore. Cold air can—"
He was going to explain nonsense, but the more he talked, the more upset he became. The heat from his ears almost reached his face, so he stopped arguing and changed the subject coldly: "You still have injuries on your face, continue to apply the medicine."
Ning Ning didn't know who Pei Ji heard about this method from, but he could see his embarrassment at a glance, so he nodded according to the other party's meaning, and didn't entangle more on this issue: "Then thank you, junior brother. ."
Cheng Ying was probably worried that Pei Ji would go berserk by it, and he didn't speak again after the trick succeeded. He finally got clean, and when his fingers touched the wound on Ning Ning's face, it became even more difficult to clean.
The side face and the wrist are two completely different concepts. Before, when Pei Ji was rubbing the medicine, she could deliberately avoid her eyes and not look at each other, but now...
A few strands of his black hair fell down, almost overlapping with Ning Ning's black hair.
All she could see was her white cheeks and her slightly raised red lips. The soft floral fragrance covered most of the medicinal fragrance, and she could feel the warm touch as soft as cotton just by moving her thumb.
The scars on her face were deeper, and it was more painful to apply the medicine. Ning Ning didn't get used to it for a while, and subconsciously shrank back.
Pei Jiben was concentrating on rubbing the medicine, and when she saw her frowning and shaking her head, she didn't have time to think about anything else. She instinctively stretched out her left hand and firmly pressed her cheek on the other side.
This action was unexpected, and when the cold and slender fingers touched Ning Ning's side face, the two were stunned at the same time.
That hand was icy cold, very thin, like a piece of cold and hard iron, without much soft touch.
Ning Ning looked like she was caught by the teacher on the spot while sleeping in class. She held her breath and straightened her body for a moment. After realizing the reason for what he did, she hurriedly said, "Sorry, sorry...! I won't mess around anymore."
She took it for granted and felt very certain that with Pei Ji's character, she should be released soon.
However, he unexpectedly didn't do this, instead he gave a low "um", moved his thumb slightly down to his chin, adjusted his posture, and put her entire cheek in his palm.
Pei Ji's movements were not aggressive, as if it was an extremely logical reaction. When he touched Ning Ning's surprised eyes, his eyes were dark as a tide, and his voice was much stiffer and lower than usual: "Don't move."
Of course she... won't move.
So close, unable to move.
On the face is the cold touch of the young man's fingertips, and the one that is close at hand is Pei Ji's angular profile.
Ning Ning was forced to look into his eyes. On the surface, it was as quiet as a chicken, but in fact, his heartbeat was beating like a drum.
She didn't know what to say, her body froze in place and couldn't move a bit, so she could only grab the sheet with her right hand and release it quickly, many thoughts flashed in her mind.
For example, the appearance of Pei Ji's medicine can be called "gentleness". This word seems to be very incompatible with him, but few people know that he is indeed a gentle person in his bones.
Another example is that Pei Ji's fingers are cold, but her body is warm. When she leans over and approaches her—
Bah, bah, she's thinking about something.
Ning Ning was silent for a while, and in order to break the silent atmosphere, he tentatively said, "Pei Ji, when we leave the secret realm, what do you want to eat?"
Pei Ji frowned: "You decide."
"What are you going to do later?"
"you decide."
"It's better," Ning Ning took a breath and blinked at the ground, "Let's go see Qiao Yan and the Linghu clan together, what do you think?"
Pei Ji didn't hesitate, probably didn't even respond to what she said, and immediately replied: "Okay."
After a while, he said in a deep voice, "If you get hurt in the future, don't hide it from me, I can…"
Halfway through he said, there was a bit of hesitation in his tone, and his voice was much lower: "Help you get the medicine."