Just now in the face of Ling nine childhood moment of gaffe, let him feel a bit disappointed.
She looks too much like her father, the head of the nine death palace.
Shen Jialing had seen that man before, when his father, Jingyang xianzun, was dead.
That man is very good-looking. He has light eyebrows and narrow eyes. He is as clear and cold as the cold moon. He can be called Langyan. In the snow, he is more like an immortal in the sky.
But Shen Jialing saw the man with her own eyes, stretched out her slender hand and passed through her father's chest mercilessly.
Shen Jialing's eyes were scalded by the blazing blood. He stood aside and saw the man calmly withdraw his hand, wipe the bloodstain and raise his head to smile at him.
From then on, that smile, like a ghost in the underworld, always appeared in Shen Jialing's dream with the cold wind.
And Ling jiuer, when he laughs, is really like that person.
Some people said that he was lucky. The master of the nine death palace didn't kill him for some reason.
Shen Jialing laughs sarcastically.
But no matter how amazing luck, in the face of absolute strength, can only be turned into a joke.
So he could not forget the burning blood light in the flying snow.
Shen Jialing closed her eyes and threw out the wine jar at will. She didn't think about these things any more.
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Gu Bai found Shen Jialing by following the aroma of wine.
He came back with Kunpeng's blood essence and was about to ask Shen Jialing how to use it, but he didn't find him.
On the tall trees, the young people lie on their side, different from their usual indifferent appearance. Their brows are slightly frowning and a little sad.
Gu Bai called: "elder martial brother Jialing, elder martial brother Jialing."
There was no response and silence.
I think I'm drunk. Gu Bai thought, it's not easy for him to move Shen Jialing alone. It's impossible to leave him here. You'd better go back to find elder martial sister Zhuxiang to help.
Gu Bai immediately conjures up a border and covers the tree.
While chanting: "how good, will be drunk", while quickly back to the cave.
When Gu Bai's figure disappeared, another slender figure suddenly appeared in the jungle.
The snow like girl looks at Gu Bai's leaving direction, and her eyes change.
Ling jiuer turns around and looks up at the drunk Shen Jialing.
She didn't do anything. She just stood there and looked up at him silently.
The wind around is very quiet, her breathing is also very light, it seems that even the sun also sets off a trace of tenderness.
Notice Shen Jialing's long eyelashes tremble, Ling jiuer quickly dodges to one side and hides in a shadow.
When I wake up from my dream, I feel as if I have been separated from my life.
Shen Jialing opened her eyes lazily. Dangling his head, slowly supporting his body, some confused: "asleep?"
This kind of broken place can sleep, it can be seen that he is very tired.
He leaned against the tree trunk to gather his past thoughts.
The frowning brow is hidden behind the blooming flowers. Suddenly, Shen Jialing doesn't know what she thinks of. She smiles low, as if she is sarcastic.
Want to get up, and seems to be aware of something, light Yi a.
Hiding in the dark Ling nine son heart a tight.
Shen Jialing touched a thin wall in the air with her hand and suddenly said, "it's Xie Xinghe who has come."
He could probably guess what Gu Bai thought.
Fingertip move, touched on the border, easy to break out.
Shen Jialing jumped out of the tree and straightened her clothes. The smell of wine was still strong on her. He frowned.