Dressed, she immediately stood up and walked out.
Ning Yishu immediately followed.
Bai Weiwei opened the door, and the bright morning light poured in, dispelling all the darkness.
She stood in the morning light, looked back and smiled, indescribably smart and charming, "Idiot, you have to come to me earlier next time."
Ning Yishu's heart beat faster, and he couldn't help but laugh.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is forty-five.]
Suddenly the scene in front of him disappeared again.
Ning Yishu saw that he was standing beside the spiritual spring, where he brought her to heal.
When he saw the people in the spring, his pupils couldn't help shrinking.
Bai Weiwei was lying quietly on the edge of the spring, her bare back and snow-white skin were full of criss-cross scars.
How is this done
After killing her master, isn't there anyone who can bully her
Is it Qiubai
She opened her eyes suddenly and said vigilantly, "Who is it?"
After speaking, she saw the person in front of her clearly.
"It's you." She breathed a sigh of relief.
Ning Yishu looked at the injuries on her body, her eyes were full of cold light, "Who did it?"
Bai Weiwei glanced at him casually, and suddenly smiled, "Who dares to hurt me, I am in the Nascent Soul stage now, and there are only two Nascent Soul stages in Tianhong Mountain, even my ugly senior brother would not dare to bully me. "
Ning Yishu's eyes dropped, and he reached out and suddenly touched her back, the tentacles were all those scars.
Although under the immersion of Lingquan, it has begun to fade.
But I can still see how terrifying and painful it was when I was injured.
Bai Weiwei said indifferently, "When I broke my pill and became a baby, I suffered a wound from the thunder tribulation. Compared to forming a Nascent Soul and surviving the thunder tribulation, this wound is nothing."
She is proficient at calculating interests, and pays attention to gains and losses.
So when he successfully survived the thunder calamity, he was so happy that he didn't care how many wounds he had.
Ning Yishu's tongue was a little bitter, "You broke the pill and became a baby?"
I don't know how many years it is for him to change the scene.
And she is getting closer and closer to the age of reality.
I don't know that in a few years, she will accept him as a disciple.
Ning Yishu suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance, and the woman approached him with a sigh of relief.
He raised his eyes in astonishment, and saw her looking up, with a hint of calculation in her clear eyes.
"I said Aning, where did you come from?"
Bai Weiwei smiled, her face flushed, sweet and beautiful.
"For so many years, you have been haunted by my side, but I can't see through your cultivation."
Ning Yishu felt bitter in his heart, he told the truth, "I'm just an ordinary person."
A waste of a single spiritual root, but unable to cultivate.
Bai Weiwei raised her eyebrows angrily, "They are old friends, yet they lied to me. Ordinary people still look young after so many years."
Because this is... an illusion.
Ning Yishu knew that this illusion would suck people's spiritual energy, but it still stayed here.
The labyrinth of illusion is not a trap that is difficult to solve.
As long as someone admits it, and is soberly aware that this is a false world, it can be broken.
But he refused to break it.
Because he knew that once it broke, he was with her.
One is still the uncle Tianhongshan who is aloof, and the other is the ant waste wood at her feet.
The reality is so cruel, which makes this fantasy even more attractive and beautiful.
He has always known trade-offs, and his heart has always been tough.
For this false sweetness, he allowed himself to be in danger.