Chapter 97

For three days, song Ningyu looked at the ethereal fazong, forgetting to eat and sleep. He only felt that what he could harvest at every hour was extremely profound! She only read less than one third of the whole book, but her internal power has been greatly improved internally! Speaking of it, she really wants to thank the two people who inadvertently opened and protected her muscles and veins!

The five faceless people present also felt the change of song Ningyu's internal power. When her eyes slightly opened and wanted to settle accounts with them, they immediately knelt down. How fast, how fast, how fast, and how amazing their observation is. Why do they have to fight again to understand how song Ningyu, who is already a misty fazong, can beat them!

The woman in white didn't know about it, but she also knew the power of the ethereal Dharma sect. At that time, she respectfully opened the door of the room for her. Song Ningyu glanced at the people who knelt on the ground and lowered their heads as honest as a dog, and turned and walked out.

Outside the stone prison, there is really a unique cave. This is a very deep cave. In the cave, there is a small lotus pool. In the center of the pool, several sparse lotus flowers and lotus flowers are spread on the water surface, walking along the white jade corridor towards the exit of the sun. Countless lotus flowers are painted on the stone walls on all sides.

Song Ningyu raised her hand and subconsciously blocked the sunshine at the exit. When she saw everything at the exit, she only felt a slight shock in front of her!

At first glance, there is a green and luxuriant house, which is matched with the imperial palace. I'm afraid I'll lose some points. It's just a two-story house with a zigzag corridor above the water. The decoration is integrated with the green scenery, coupled with the glass, jade tiles and copper walls. Even laymen can't help praising it!

There is a huge tree outside the house. The tree completely covers the two-story house. This is a cherry tree. There are patches of plain white petals like clouds on the tree. It really looks like something pure likes. The pure white cherry blossoms fall on the white haired man's clothes.

Chunsu is lying on the couch, a pair of fierce Phoenix eyes are slightly closed, less fierce in the past, but more. With the approachable gentleness, the pure white cherry petals fall between the eyebrows. The skin light is better than the snow. It can't tell where the snow-white cherry blossoms belong to him, and the skin color is not covered by the cherry blossoms.

"Do you think being a teacher is still in your eyes?" Chunsu slowly opened her Phoenix eyes, and her eyes were full of banter.

Song Ningyu was stunned. The picture of Gong Zilin flashed in her mind. I don't know if she is satisfied with seeing her husband?

"It has nothing to do with me whether it's in the eye or not." song Ningyu handed the book to Chunsu. The book is excellent and plays a great role in her. However, Chunsu is willing to give such things to her and let her practice. No matter how sincere she is, she should seriously say thank you.

"Finished reading?" he took over the misty Dharma sect in Song Ningyu's hand. Chunsu's beautiful fine eyebrow was slightly picked. In three days, he actually finished reading the misty Dharma sect? This is not an ordinary book. His strength comes from this book. It has been 20 years from the boy to now! Not as good as her three days?

"No. I don't quite understand some places." song Ningyu answered truthfully. There are too many things in the book that she can't understand. There's nothing to be ashamed of.

Seeing song Ningyu's answer so straightforward, Chunsu brushed the cherry blossoms between her eyebrows and waved to the woman in white. The woman nodded slightly and looked at the others. They retreated away together. Song Ningyu's defensive eyes made Chunsu Fu's forehead smile.

The laughter was deep and clear, with a faint sense of familiarity, penetrated into song Ningyu's heart. Song Ningyu looked suspiciously at the white haired man in front of him, and suddenly said, "are you born with that white hair?"

Hearing the speech, Chunsu raised her hand and held the long hand and looked at it in front of her eyes. She said, "it's just that you are possessed by the devil when practicing martial arts. By the way, as a teacher, you should remind the disciple that the misty Dharma sect should remember not to be eager for quick success and instant benefits, otherwise it's very easy to be possessed by the devil." Chunsu just said that you are possessed by the devil and covered up the pain of that year.

Song Ningyu lowered her eyes slightly. If she could choose weakness, who would want to become strong desperately.

He knew that practicing the ethereal Dharma sect eager for quick success and instant benefit would be possessed by the devil, but why did he choose to be possessed by the devil first? How powerful is it to go crazy and turn his long black hair in his twenties into pure white hair?

"What's the matter? Disciple, it's painful to be a teacher?" Chunsu picked a fine eyebrow. In the flowing Phoenix eyes, song Ningyu thought that there was finally an explanation, or an excuse, for such indifference and bloodlust.

"Impossible." song Ningyu looked away at the cherry petals falling on the ground. On the ground, except for the footprints she stepped on and the traces of her wheelchair, she no longer saw half a silk of other people's traces. Her eyes faintly fell on several women in white who were very far away from them.

How can those women's tiring lightness skills be outstanding, so that they can cross the extremely wide lake in an instant, and even stand on this land without a trace of strength.

"Come and tell me what you don't understand..."

All the women in white saw that the man in the wheelchair and the woman slightly leaning close to him were entangled in the wind flying season. Looking at the eyes of the two people, they unconsciously became soft and soft!

A furious voice destroyed the softness. The women looked at each other and walked towards the door. They saw that the vermilion door, which was like an iron wall, was broken into slag under the furious foot of Gong Zilin, mixed with absolute rage.

"Childe, you can't..."

"Get away!" that violent drink, with a strong murderous spirit, shocked the white woman in front of him to step back slightly and stand in front of Gong Zilin.

Gong Zilin's eyes were full of anger, and his eyes seemed to burn the two people close to him to ashes!

Song Ningyu raised her head from the book and looked at Gong Zilin, who stood at the door and stood against several women in white. There was a warm current in her heart. At this moment, no matter what kind of original he appeared here, she had not returned to the palace for three days. At least when she disappeared, Gong Zilin knew and would come to find her.

"Get back." with a wave of Chunsu's big hand, the book disappeared into his pure white sleeves. Several women in white slightly blessed themselves, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If they started with the people in front of them, they had no chance of winning.