The Path Toward Heaven

How did Ping Yongjia obey, and he was dissatisfied with what he said, thinking that although he was surnamed Ping, why should he take such a risk?

However, he is the last disciple of the closing of Shenmofeng's ranking, and such a thing as opening the door cannot escape.

Depressedly, he left the courtyard and went to the main entrance of Jingyuan. He took a short time and walked back to Nanwang.

That's not exactly holding hands.

He bowed slightly, raised his right hand, and respectfully held Nan Wang's wrist respectfully.

In these years he was either in the Chaoge City Imperial Palace or the Underworld Imperial City. He was accustomed to the styles of certain characters. Today, due to fear, he unconsciously put it out.

Nan Wang's expression was indifferent, his head was raised, his eyes were not squinted, and he really looked like a queen mother.

When she came to the courtyard, she withdrew her right hand and swayed in disgust.

Ping Yongjia is like an amnesty, where will he stay, and with a whizz, it will disappear into the distance as a sword light.

Jing Jiu looked at her and said, "It should be a few years later, a little more stable."

Nan Wang raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Why?"

Jing Jiu groaned a little puzzled.

Nan Wang walked to him, sat on the floor under the eaves, and said, "You have been from the beginning, I have no reason to be slower than you, why?"

Jing Jiu smiled slightly and said, "I will not quarrel with you."

Nan Wang looked at his face in surprise, wondering how his temperament has changed so much?Could it be that the departure of your brother has affected you so much?

Jing Jiu raised his right hand before reaching her.

Nan Wang will naturally not bow his head like Liu Shisui, nor will he put a cute little face on his palm, sneer, take a small jug out of his arms and put it up heavily, with a snapping sound .

The little hip flask was made of some material, which was obviously extraordinary, with a faint blue light, and there seemed to be some magic circle attached to the mouth of the bottle.

Jing Jiu opened the hip flask very easily, and he looked very familiar. He wanted to open it hundreds of years ago.

I do n’t know how much wine is in the small hip flask. He has n’t finished it for a long time. I thought that Nan Wang must have re-refined it, but it ’s also a whale drink. The hip flask, wiped the lips that were not stained with wine, and returned the small hip flask.

Nan Wang took the hip flask and took a sip at random. He said blankly, "She has been walking for so long, do you still want to drink?"

Many and many years ago, even in March, he went to Baicheng to do business, and Jingyang would go to Qing Rongfeng to ask her for a drink.

She didn't know why he was drinking at the time, so she misunderstood.

It was wrong for life.

Now that even March has really gone to another place, I can't come back. What is the point of the jealousy and anger that year?

"For me, she hasn't gone long." Jing Jiu said.

"That's right." Nan Wang was silent for a long time and said, "She is different from you after all."

Jing Jiu looked at the stars that could not be seen in the sky and said, "Every star is different."

Nan Wang said, "It's not that different."

Jing Jiu asked, "How is that?"

Nan Wang glanced at him and said, "The tone of your speech now ... it's really weird. Are you sure you haven't been taken away by the white blade's fairy mortal?"

Jing Jiu said: "You think too much."

Nan Wang stared at his face for a long time, confirming that there was no problem, and then continued the previous topic: "Many years ago, when she was still wintering, your realm was also very low, just in Xihai to save her Dead. Later, you sent her to Zhongzhou to attend the questioning conference for her, took the immortal mortal mortal, and almost died in order to refine the white blade's fairy consciousness, plus this time in Chaoge City. "

Jing Jiu asked, "So?"

Nan Wang said: "A guy like you who is lazy and afraid of death will actually be desperate for others ... and several times, it means that she is the one you like."

Jing Jiu said: "I said, I like it all."

More than a hundred years ago, I was in the Jingyuan Garden, and it was here. This is what Nan forgets.

Mountains and rivers, everything in the universe, I like a lot, and of course there are you.

At that time Nan Wang burst into tears, slapped him a slap, hammered his chest, ruined a courtyard, and the ground was full of scum.

Today she did not cry, nor did she do anything, just looked at him indifferently and said, "Can you desperately help me?"

"I'm not sure, just like I didn't even think of taking risks for her, but I watched her and did something."

Jing Jiu stared at her eyes and said, "But don't try, because I don't want you to have an accident."

Nan Wang raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Who did you learn this from?"

Jing Jiu thought about it and said, "It seems to be Gu Qing?"

Nan Wang gave him a mocking look and asked again: "Why didn't you let me like you then?"

Jing Jiu explained carefully: "Because I like it, so you don't like me, that's too much trouble."

Nan Wang was speechless and raised his hip flask to take a sip, before reaching him again.

The two drank so silently, not knowing how long it took, the small jug was finally empty.

"Thank you for drinking with me." Jing Jiu said.

Such a scene really hasn't happened in many years.

Nan Wang thought about the events of that year and couldn't help but laughed out loud and said, "Master Brother hates you to go to Qing Rongfeng and drink with me."

Jing Jiu said: "He couldn't take you, he gave me all his resentment."

Nan Wang lifted his chest and proudly said, "Brother all hurts me."

That is.

Liu Ci could assign Bihufeng's forbidden land to her as a bathhouse.

The most serious Yuanqi whale seems to have never seen Qing Rongfeng's night song in centuries.

The Qingshan Grand Array will be opened on time every year, ushering in the spring rain and autumn wind and the first snow, which is convenient for her to enjoy the scenery.

To say that it hurts and pets, she really loves thousands, who makes her a little sister?

"I heard ... that you played Mahjong in the end?"

"Yes."

Nan Wang lifted the small jug to his eyes, looked at the sky at the mouth of the jug, and said, "This is good. Brother ... Is it painful when you leave?"

Jing Jiu thought about the laughter, the snowstorm, and said, "He said he was very happy for hundreds of years."

"That's good."

Nan Wang stood up and looked at him and said, "Since everyone is so happy, why don't you do anything else?"

Jing Jiu understood what she meant, and it was talking about Taiping.

Just like Ping Yongjia and A Piao, she is the smallest apprentice of Taiping.What kind of habits did Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing's spoiling originate from?Where did Fang Jingtian and Guangyuan's real fear of her come from?Where do those pampers come from?

"When I entered Qingshan, I studied with him to disperse the clouds, and that formation was fake, and he moved his hands and feet."

Jing Jiu said: "From the beginning, he didn't want me to fly."

For the monk, this is the greatest malice.

Nan forgot to say: "Master treated you very well at that time. Does it make sense to do such a thing? Could it be that you have other ideas?"

Jing Jiu said: "I probably understand his idea, but my practice is my business, he can't do it."

"I can't take care of your affairs, and I can't take care of them, but when the brothers are gone, I have to look at Qingshan, don't you go too far."

After saying this, Nan Wang waved his arms lightly, the silver bell rang, and countless sword strings rose from the void, turning into an invisible bridge, taking her to the sky, and quickly went to the distant Qingshan.

Looking at the petite figure that was about to disappear in the clouds, Jing Jiu's lips turned slightly, showing a smile of relief.

Although it took a little longer ... the little girl finally grew up.

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Nan forgets to leave, and those guys who just left will naturally come back.Ping Yongjia had the fastest speed and returned to the courtyard in a flash, but as soon as his feet fell to the ground, he heard the silver bell from the sky again, and his face became pale, could it be called the turning sword?

Accompanied by crisp bells, a snow-white long-haired cat fell on the edge of the creek, looking at Longbu with extraordinary temperament.

Ping Yongjia looked at this one, suddenly relieved, and after more than a hundred years, he once again grasped its tail familiarly and carried it to Jing Jiu, saying, "Master, Master Bai Gui is here."

In Liu Ada's eyes ... there was no emotion of anger, only innocence and helplessness. He glanced at Jing Jiu, probably to mean-what is going on with your apprentice?If you know who you are, you still have such a big heart?

Jing Jiu smiled and hugged it in his arms, and he also skimmed it from beginning to end.

Knowing his current state, Ada dare not to be negligent, and quickly squinted his eyes to reveal the expression of enjoyment, and at the same time he did not forget to make a thunderous thunder.

Zhuo Rusui and others have not yet fallen into the courtyard. Hearing these thunders, they suddenly had the same misunderstanding as Ping Yongjia, thinking that Nan Wang turned back again, and quickly turned around and ran away. Only Zhao Layue was most familiar with this grunt. Fell under the eaves.

Ada rubbed Jing Jiu's chin flatly.

Jing Jiu turned his palm over and took out the white chilly on top of his head.

Ada waved her tail with satisfaction, jumped from his arms, and walked into Zhao Layue's arms.

Zhao Layue noticed that the cicada's breath was even colder than before, and poked her fingers with some interest. Cicada quickly rolled over Ada's head to reveal her belly.

"What's next?" She asked while poking at Cicada's belly, just a few days ago, Zenko had asked Jing Jiu the same question.

"No matter how much he thinks, I can't count as much as this life."

Jing Jiu took out the porcelain plates and fine sand that had not been seen for many years, and said calmly.

Zhao Layue didn't speak anymore.

Ada no longer snores.

Ping Yongjia didn't know what was going to happen, but subconsciously knew that something big was going to happen, and became extremely nervous, looking helplessly over the stream, but did not see Zhuo Rusui and others.

Jing Jiu picked up a piece of fine sand and placed it in a porcelain plate.

The scattered sand turned into a painting.

Painting is heaven and earth.