Chapter 12： Soul

Fang Yu raised Qiuyue's hair while talking.

Qiuyue's cheeks were flushed: "Brother Fang, this ..."

"I will go out soon, and when I come back, I will bring the sweets of Guihuafang and Qingling wine, and come to my room to sit at night?" Fang Yu said softly next to Qiuyue's ear.

Qiuyue only felt a little itchy in her ears. Although she knew what the sisters and sisters who had gone to Fang Yu's room did on weekdays, she couldn't help being fascinated by Fang Yu.

"Um, going ..." Qiuyue's voice was low.

"So, let Song Ning eat this thing." Fang Yu gave Qiuyue a panacea.

Qiuyue was puzzled when she took the Elixir: "Brother Fang, what is this Elixir?"

"You can rest assured that this panacea is not poisonous. I just want to rectify Song Ning and make the head angry. All of us are sad. Shouldn't we rectify it?" Fang Yudao.

Qiuyue nodded: "Brother Fang said that Song Ning really did not know how to lift it up."

"Then this matter will be given to you, remember to come to my room at night." Fang Yu pinched on Qiuyue's face.

Qiuyue smirked in his heart, and after watching Fang Yu leave, he helped Song Ning to Chaifang after holding the Elixir.

Although Qiuyue did n’t know why Fang Yu said that Song Ning led to Leng Yuexiao ’s defeat, it was true that Song Ning made his head angry. Anyway, he was just an ordinary disciple, not a poison. , Why didn't she do it?

In the fire room, Song Ning was lying on the firewood in a muddle.

Qiuyue looked at Song Ning's unconsciousness, and with her heart crossed, she stepped forward and opened Song Ning's mouth, and sent Elixir into Song Ning's mouth.

After doing all this, Qiuyue quickly left the firewood room.

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It was late autumn, slightly cold, and Yinyue suspended in the air, vaguely, adding a hint of chill to the late night.

Leng Yuexiao was imprisoned, she pushed open the window, looked at the silver ripples swaying outside the window, and couldn't help sighing: "Master has never been so angry, and he has also set a barrier to prevent me from leaving ..."

Bright eyes, bright teeth, lips like cinnabar, light hands raised, moving silk hair, three thousand green silk rises with the wind, and a thousand strands of thoughts turn to life.

"Without me, he wouldn't be like this. Without me, he might be carefree. Without me ..." Unconsciously, Leng Yuexiao found himself sentimental again.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from outside the door, and immediately, the Red Maple Taoist appeared in the room.

"Master," Leng Yuexiao hurriedly bowed to salute.

The Red Maple Taoist sat on the chair between his sleeves: "Are you mistaken?"

"Disciple ..." Leng Yuexiao hesitated.

The Hongfeng Taoist sighed heavily: "Xiao Xiao, the practice of monasticism is a road to struggle. Even brothers and sisters, and even the parents' elders, may one day turn against each other. Your character, too soft, is not acceptable. "

"I'm sorry, Master." Leng Yue Xiao nodded.

"Xiao Xiao, about the" Shen Dao Jing ", you think about it. Within a month, if you really can't think of a method, then I will forcibly refine it." Red Maple Taoist said again.

Leng Yuexiao nodded: "Yes, Master."

"You are responding well here, and you are not allowed to go around." The Taoist Dao Feng flicked his sleeves and left like a wind.

Leng Yuexiao sat in the room and looked at Yueyue with a sigh. She felt guilty for Song Ning, who was only a month old. All this was caused by her.

"I don't know if he wakes up now." Leng Yuexiao whispered softly.

Tianhe City, in the fire room.

That panacea quickly dissolved in Song Ning's body. He was already in a coma and was attacked by this power, and his body began to cool down.

Just a moment, Song Ning's body surface formed thin ice. In a coma, he could not feel the pain, but he could feel that Bing Han was swallowing his whole body.

Wisps of white mist drifted from Song Ning's body, and his body began to freeze. Within a moment, his internal organs and organs would be permanently traumatized by the invasion of cold ice.

But at this moment, there was a faint whimper in the fire room.

Something like a soul was wandering in the air, but suddenly smelled the cold breath, she came to the fire room in a flash, half of her body directly into the fire room.

"Eh? Isn't this the kid who would rather be punished than apologize during the day?" The soul said with a self-care, and then, the ghostly eyes showed surprise.

The icy air is too hot this day, what is lacking is your icy air!

The soul blew into the fire room with a swoosh, and the body floated horizontally above Song Ning, with his mouth facing Song Ning's mouth.

Although it is a soul, but it feels real, Song Ning can't feel all this, but can feel the warmth in the cold abyss.

The soul sucked hard and sucked away all the cold air in Song Ning's body. After the inhalation, her body became semi-solid, like an ice man.

"Huh, so comfortable, lad, you are doing well, um, very good, I will go to sleep first, and when I wake up, I will reward you." After the ice man finished, he disappeared in a flash.

From the beginning to the end, Song Ning did not wake up. When he opened his eyes, he even thought he had a dream.

"Here is ..." Song Ning felt exhausted. He propped himself up and looked around: "Chaifang? How did he come to the chaifang ..."

He recalled a scene that had taken place in the main hall before.

In the firewood room, a 16-year-old boy was angry with a bit of hatred: "I was right, but I was going to be punished. I won the contest. Instead of getting a reward, I was stunned."

A golden aura surrounded Song Ning's body, and his injuries were quickly healed. Song Ning got up and left the chai room, standing at the door, watching Yinyue being empty, and fascinated.

Once upon a time, he felt that the moon was beside him. Every day and night of Taihe Mountain began to become clear, and the laughter and laughter of his righteous father, brother and sister were lingering in his ears.

For today's Song Ning, the scenery is not for appreciation, but for sentimentality.

Song Ning left the chaifang to find his place, but he was lost.

Relative to Taihe Mountain, Tianhe City is too big, plus the strangeness, Song Ning can't distinguish the location naturally, but it can also be soothing to wander around in this aura-filled place late at night.

Song Ning walked around, and suddenly saw a chic two-story building in front. The two-story building glowed silver under the moonlight, which was very bright.

Out of curiosity, Song Ning walked towards Xiaolou, but as soon as he approached, he heard bursts of noise coming through Xiaolou.

Song Ning, the voice made when men and women are happy, had never heard it. He only felt a trace of strangeness in his heart and quickened his pace ...