The ink burned almost like the silver teeth were crushed, and the eyes were cracked: "Master Mingjing!!!"
The teacher's robe sleeves flicked, and under the shadow of the moon, the clothes fluttered.
He stood on the top of the forest, turned his face sideways, and his handsome face was full of brilliance: "Let's go, if you don't leave again, Master should wake up. If he wakes up and sees us standing here arguing, I'm afraid he won't be happy. of."
After a pause, he added with a smile: "That's right, Ah Ran. Next time we meet, remember to call me Hua Binan, or I can also call me Shi Gong-if, there is another time."
This time, after he finished speaking, he rose into the air, his toes were light, and he disappeared into the dense forest of Longxue Mountain in an instant, and he was no longer to be seen. The only thing left was the pleasant but cold laughter, like a spider web falling down, glowing with a lingering light, which lasted for a long time.
"Master! - Master Mingjing!!"
In the fog of the branches and mountains, the teacher no longer looked back to see the ink burning, but held the person in his arms, quickly swept the high and low rock cliffs, the cloak flew over, and the robes hunted.
His heart was indescribably happy, and there was light in his eyes. It's like a hunter who has returned with a reward, waiting to go back and feast on the fruits of victory. But just in the low fly, I suddenly heard that the person in my arms called hoarsely because of the nightmare of the previous life: "Ink burning..."
The happy look of the teacher was slightly stiff, and then he narrowed his eyes, his eyes were three-point cold and seven-point thirsty.
"...he's so good, it's worth doing this for him."
But Chu nightning couldn't hear it. He had a high fever and a handsome and handsome face. At this moment, it was as white as an ice lake, and he could even teach people to see some light blue blood vessels below.
Chu nightning said softly: "Ink burning..."
The teacher stopped abruptly, it seemed that he was impatient and agitated because of forbearance for too long, but he hesitated for a moment, but he restrained himself.
In front of the comatose Chu nightning, he was not as calm as he was in front of the ink burning. He stared at Chu nightning's face for a while, and he said: "Don't worry about it, there will be no more ink burning soon. You will be in the future. Just follow me."
After a pause, he said again: "But I know that you are very affectionate. If you can't forget him for a while, it doesn't really matter. When my big event is completed, I will have enough energy to slowly kill you."
After saying this, he swept up the ground again, summoned his saber in mid-air, and flew straight towards the Jiaoshan Hero Tomb.
The night was deep, the burial place of the Confucianism Gate was silent, and the moonlight shone on one tomb after another. Those who were previously made into precious chess pieces by Xu Shuanglin lost their spiritual power and could no longer move.
The teacher opened the gate of Jiaoshan with the stored blood of the Nangong clan. He turned his eyes and saw that Nangong Liu was standing on the foot of the mountain.
Nangong Liu can't be regarded as a complete chess piece, it's just a half-finished product, and it still retains a bit of vitality. But this person has completely lost his mind now, his mind is just a five-year-old child, and the teacher does not have the leisure to kill him, not to mention that he can come in handy.
"My dear brother, you're back." As soon as Nangong Liu saw him, he smiled with a sincere smile on his slightly fat face.
Xu Shuanglin once recognized Shi Mingjing as his close friend, so Nangong Liu also called him his close friend brother.
This title made the teacher slightly pause, and then narrowed his eyes: "Don't scream."
"Ah..." Nangong Liu looked at him blankly, "Don't you like me calling you that?"
"If you don't like it, just call me Hua Binan." The teacher said with a gloomy face, "Go, go forward, and open the way for me."
"Where is my best friend going?"
"..." There is nothing to worry about with this person who is only five years old. The teacher said impatiently, "Take me to the secret room where Xu Shuanglin originally lived."
Nangong Liu took him away.
In fact, the secret room is not a secret to the teacher, but there are too many places where the blood of the Nangong family needs to be sprinkled along the way. Although he has storage, he holds a Chu nightning in his arms, and it is really troublesome to free up his hands. Not as easy to use as Nangong Liu.
After walking for a while, Nangong Liu suddenly turned around, unable to hold back his curiosity, and asked him, "Brother, my best friend, is bringing a friend back for the night today?"
"Overnight?" The teacher seemed to be pleased by these two words, his eyebrows relaxed slightly, and he smiled, "Almost, it's the night, but he will spend a lot of nights here in the future, it should be said to be a permanent residence."
Nangong Liu became more curious: "Who is he?"
The teacher thought for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "Do you really want to know? The child may sound inappropriate."
Nangong Liu opened his eyes round, such a middle-aged man's face showed a childlike expression, which made people feel a little disgusting and a little funny.
They walked all the way to the door of the secret room, and the door opened, and there was an ever-bright light inside. The interior is quiet and simple, with only one bed, covered with thick saber-toothed tiger skins, and a snow silk gauze tent. There was a small table and a Konghou beside the bed, but the walls were empty and nothing else.
The teacher put Chu nightning on the bed, and he sat on the side of the couch with his sleeves, and stared at the face of Chu nightning. The candlelight was bright, illuminating the familiar face.
When he is awake, his sword eyebrows are drawn into his temples, and his phoenix eyes are full of power.
At this moment, the face is haggard, and a stroke is drawn to the chin and it ends like smoke...
The teacher didn't care about this, he only felt that after two lifetimes, Chu nightning and Mo Ran were finally defeated in his hands. At this moment, Chu nightning is lying beside him, the ink burning spiritual power is temporarily lost, and he will soon walk into his own game, and his plan will finally be realized.
Just as he was fascinated, he heard Nangong Liuju come over and say, "Huh? This person looks familiar."
The teacher glanced at him: "Do you remember who he is?"
"Can not remember."
The teacher said: "This brother has reprimanded you before and embarrassed you."
"Hey? Where?"
"It's in the Confucianism Gate Hall."
Nangong Liu said blankly: "Ah, really?... But why can't I remember it at all?"
The teacher was silent for a while, and smiled gently: "It's better not to remember."
Nangong Liu didn't know what he meant. He tilted his head and looked at Chu Wanning for a while, and then suddenly said: "But he looks really good. He looks good when he closes his eyes and doesn't smile."
The teacher smiled and said: "He is the favorite concubine of the emperor, can you say that it is not good-looking?"
"Concubine Favorite... What do you mean?"
The smile in the teacher's eyebrows became deeper and deeper: "You will know when you grow up. Now, go and help me pick some oranges and boil some hot water... He has such a bad temper, if he doesn't wake up after he wakes up. Waiting for some delicious food, I'm afraid I will be even more angry."
Nangong Liu was ready to go.
But when he walked to the door, he hesitated. When the teacher saw this, he asked him: "What's wrong?"
"Orange..." Nangong Liu hesitantly bit his finger and said, "Does my dear brother know when His Majesty will come back?"
His Majesty was referring to Xu Shuanglin.
The teacher will naturally not tell Nangong Liu that Xu Shuanglin is dead. He smiled and said: "You are obedient and do things well, and your majesty will come back soon."
Nangong Liu's eyes lit up, he immediately carried the small bamboo basket placed by the door of the secret room, and went out to pick oranges.
The teacher looked at the place where he left, and smiled for a while: "Interesting. When there is a sense of wisdom, the brothers are in the wall, and without the sense, the brothers and sisters are respectful... Sure enough, many things in this world are the cleanest only when they are young. Once you grow up and get involved in power struggles, it will be dirty."
He said, turned his head and stroked Chu nightning's cheek.
"Look, most of the people in the comprehension world are people like him, and they are not worthy of your protection." The fingertips traced Na Yingting's face, and the teacher sighed, "Why do you bother, cut off the soul, and tear for these people? Splitting time and space, enduring humiliation... Fighting with me for two lifetimes?"
Chu nightning, who was sleeping, would naturally not answer him.
The pain and nightmares of the previous life tormented him, causing his cheeks to heat up and his eyebrows to knit together. The teacher looked at it for a while, and took out a bottle of tapir fragrance from the silver bottle from the Qiankun bag.
"I'll give you a drink." The teacher opened the scented dew, "I know you will dream about the past life. I knew you would come in Xuanyuan Pavilion, so I specially asked them to take the tapir scented dew to sell. … I want you to feel better, but I don’t want to make people suspicious. So you see, follow me rather than follow the ink? This kind of worthless gadget, as long as you make me happy, I can do it every day Give you a taste. But what he can give you, he'll just fight."
The fragrant and fragrant dew was poured into a small white porcelain cup and brought to Chu Wanning's lips.
After feeding the medicine, I was stunned for a while at my hard-earned victory. The teacher suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up. He rummaged in the Qiankun bag, and finally found a dark silk belt. He covered the silk belt on Chu nightning's eyelids, cast a fixed congealing spell, and completely blindfolded the other party's eyes.
After doing all this, he got up slowly, pinched Chu Wanning's chin and looked around, very satisfied.
"Well, it really looks good. It's no wonder that Mo Ran likes to tie you to do you like this in the past life. It's not bad to learn from him occasionally, at least he has some fun in this regard."
Junior sister's smile has always been very gentle, and it was no different from before. His fingertips slowly brushed Chu Wanning's chin, lips, and the bridge of his nose, and finally landed on the blindfolded black silk belt.
He said in a chilling soft voice again: "Master, wake up soon. I... just thought of a very interesting trick. When you wake up, why not play it together, okay? "