Song Ning was in a panic, suddenly at a loss, stunned, looking at Leng Yuexiao silly.
Leng Yuexiao looked around Song Ning's body and fell on Song Ning's face.
Four eyes meet.
Leng Yuexiao had a moment of panic, but then, with a light smile on the corner of her mouth, the water splashed between her feet, blurring the sight in front of Song Ning's eyes. When she saw Leng Yuexiao again, she was already sitting In the Pavilion of Quanzhong, a seven-color damask covered with light blue as the main color.
"Your wound heals quickly." Leng Yuexiao said.
Song Ning just yelled.
"It's a last resort for you to heal your wounds, there are many offenses." Leng Yuexiao looked away slightly.
Song Ning hurriedly waved his hand: "It should be my apology. You paid so much in order to treat me."
Leng Yuexiao slowly shook his head: "This matter is caused by me, I can't let you die, and you have such a talent, such a strength, already famous among the young generation of the whole country of falling feathers, how can I Don't save you? "
"Thank you." Song Ning didn't know what to say at the moment, just thanked with a fist.
Leng Yuexiao's eyes dodge: "It's nothing. It's just healing. I'm going first. If you have something, go to me. If there's nothing, just stay here and rest. After three days, we'll go to meet with the other six people and enter together. Fairy Market. "
Leng Yuexiao left in a hurry after she finished, leaving Song Ning alone in the Han Xin Palace.
Outside the cold heart palace, cold and unmarked suddenly appeared.
"Xiao Xiao, what about Song Ning?"
"It's alright."
Leng Wuhen looked at his daughter, frowning slightly: "In fact, to save him is not just using this method, you are like this now, are you sure of him?"
Leng Yuexiao gently pursed her lips: "Only in this way can he be okay. I once caused his teacher to be destroyed, he suffered the pain of peeling and cramps, and it broke his spirit. I don't want to owe him anything more, so I have to save him no matter what.
I save him, it doesn't matter if I love him. "
"So, between Song Ning and Wang Yi, who do you choose?" Leng Wuzhen solemnly said.
Leng Yuexiao looked at her father inexplicably. In her impression, her father was not a person who would ask such questions, but once he asked, he could only explain one question.
"Father, are you ... ready to go to the Abyss of Ice?" Leng Yuexiao's heart tightened.
Leng Wuzhen took a deep breath and looked far, seemingly falling in the direction of the abyss of ice: "A battle report came in front of me. I was afraid that it would be overwhelming. I will go there sooner or later."
"So you want to find me to rely on?" Leng Yuexiao asked.
Leng Wuhen nodded and looked at his daughter lovingly.
Leng Yuexiao expressionless: "In addition to Song Ning and Wang Yi, you should have other choices in your heart. Leng Jia has been guarding the extremely cold place for thousands of years since ancient times. The reserve strength is insufficient, you should consider using marriage to enhance the strength of the cold family, so ... "
"Xiao Xiao, being a father will not come at the expense of your happiness. Although I said to you your choice, in fact, I understand that only Song Ning can approach you in all these years. It is better to just He. "Leng Wuchen said.
Leng Yuexiao's face is still like water: "Although I hate Wang Yi, if the Wang's family and He Daozong can guarantee assistance to Leng's family, I will choose him."
"For father ..."
"Father, this matter should be of great importance to the whole situation. As a cold family, I have the responsibility of guarding the cold abyss. Since the moment I was born, my life has not belonged to me. For 18 years, all my practice has been It is to resist those demons in the abyss of ice. These are all your teachings to me. Why do you let me look for my own happiness today? "
Leng Wuhen sighed and hugged his daughter in his arms.
Leng Yuexiao's voice was dull, and continued: "Too many people in the Leng family have never had their own happiness, or even their own ideas. They were born to die. I was not qualified to choose happiness in the age of war. The home is isolated and helpless, if the abyss of ice breaks, everyone in the cold family will die, and the country of falling feathers is also at stake. "
Leng Wuhen sighed again: "Forget it, first prepare for the Xianxu to explore treasures. As for your marriage, I will look at it again. It won't work. It will tell the world by then."
Leng Yuexiao nodded: "If it's okay, I'll go back to the room first."
"Go, there are still some things to do for the father."
The two separated, and Leng Yuexiao returned to her room. She now suppresses her cultivation practice under Yuanying. There is no breakthrough, just for the purpose of exploring the treasures in the Fairy Market, so she cannot practice at this time. It is still not easy to suppress, if you start to practice again, I am afraid that you will immediately break through to Yuanying, and you will not be able to enter the fairy ruin.
In the room, she stared blankly at the ancient tree outside the window.
The fallen leaves circled down and eventually fell on the roots of the trees. I do n’t know how many years later, these fallen leaves will turn into soil nutrients and nourish the ancient trees.
This is like a cold family, born to die, reincarnate after death, reborn, and then die ...
"Song Ning?" Leng Yuexiao flashed Song Ning's face in front of her eyes: "If it's affectionate, maybe it's just him."
Leng Yuexiao shook her head mockingly. She was not qualified to be in a relationship. Born in this age and grown up in this family, love and love were too extravagant for her. She needed someone who could protect Leng's family. , Is a person who can protect the country of falling feathers.
While Leng Yuexiao was in a daze, Song Ning had come out of the Han Xin Palace. He came to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. Although he was blocked, but after taking out Leng Yuexiao's token, the guard immediately bowed to meet him until he entered The guards slowly got up after the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
"This Song Ning is estimated to be our great aunt." Yiyuanying monk said.
"Miss Miss likes him so much, and he can be defeated by Wang Yi, the leader of the younger generation. I heard that the head of the family highly praised Song Ning." Another Yuanying monk took over.
In their eyes, it seems that Song Ning has become a member of their cold family.
Song Ning did not hear these words. After entering the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he walked directly to the sixth floor. The last time he did not read the scriptures, he began to practice again this time.
After much healing, Bingquan's healing, Song Ning found that he should have made some progress in the cultivation of ice spells, so after completing the previous 'Hanbing Avatar', he found 'Hanbing' Cage Cage 'and' Qinglian Sword Array 'without attributes.
For three full days, Song Ning did not eat or drink, and has been practicing these two techniques in the six floors of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
Until the third day, Leng Yuexiao's voice came from Song Ning's mind, and he withdrew from the practice.
"Song Ning, it's time to go, come to the meeting hall."
"This is over."
Song Ning responded with a cry and got up to go, but when he passed the stairs from the sixth floor to the seventh floor of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, he suddenly felt shocked, as if there was a hand calling him upstairs. There is a thought to urge him to go up quickly ...