"Everything is packed, but there is nothing left to bring."
"I've brought them all!" Wu Changkong took over the conversation without looking back and packed his bags. Turning around, he saw Ning Yanye and Yue Xianxian standing outside the door.
"Will your father be happy if you go back like this?"
"I don't care whether I'm happy or not, I just want peace of mind."
"You feel at ease." Yue Xianxian raised his hand to pick up his baggage. Wu Changkong covered the baggage. Ning Yanye waved her hand, "You don't have to stop him. If he wants to leave, he can leave and I won't stop him. I only ask one question, can you really feel at ease and not regret it?"
As soon as the word "instruction" came out, Wu Changkong thought to himself, "Why don't you stop me, or take action to stop me."
Ning Xingye said: "Since you have joined our sect, you must abide by the sect's rules. If you want to come out, I won't stop you, because you don't count as worshiping me as your teacher. You are just a brother and sister."
Wu Changkong has always been curious about the origin of the name Ning Zhi Ye, and today he finally found out. Zhi means Zhi Xing, which means Zhi Xing. It is three feet tall, with burrs on the plant. Its leaves are broad and oval, and its flowers are white or light red and are extremely beautiful. The fruit can be used as medicine. The leaves are larger than the flowers and can even wrap around the entire flower. The name was given in the hope that it could surpass its father. "
He was always hesitant not to leave, but he knew in his heart that if he really left, his father would definitely punish him harshly, and a fight for the prize would be inevitable, but he had already made the decision not to leave. Just when he was undecided, he raised his eyes and looked at Ning Zhenye, and Yue Xianxian also noticed the crazy look in his eyes when he looked at Ning Zhenye. I saw the gentle light blue softly wrapping the delicate patterns of Ningxiang leaves, projecting a graceful flavor, and the light blue belt wrapped around the waist. Highlight the grip without excess. The opened large collar reflects the snow-white neck, without any unnecessary decoration, nor does it deliberately highlight the woman's soft curves. It seems to make people feel like the bathing breeze of spring willows, like the soaring clouds of fairies. And the long mist surrounding it feels like being in a heavenly palace. The icy look on her face made the icy beauty appear like a goddess.
"You're seeing thorns in your eyes." Yue Xianxian said angrily.
Wu Changkong changed from his usual taciturn attitude: "You have no fairy spirit at all when you say this."
Only then did Yue Xianxian realize that his so-called reticence was just an act and varied from person to person. "Haven't you seen enough of her recuperating at your home?"
Wu Changkong also refused to give in: "Beauty's appearance, various forms, various expressions reflect all kinds of beauty. You are also a Kunlun fairy. Why don't you understand?"
Ning Yan Ye Jian stared at his chest, legs and feet and saw that his face was a little blushing. "You are just a prodigal child, you have read all the books in the dog's belly."
"Zen Master Pudu said that a gentleman is a true gentleman if he is lustful and does not touch others."
Ning Yanye knew that he was inferior to him in sophistry and debate, so she did not argue with him too much. "Then are you going or not?"
Wu Changkong knew very well that the words about establishing a destiny for the world were nothing but empty words on his own lips. All he wanted to do was to see Ning Xingye with the appearance of an immortal. He knows that he is not a so-called sage, and he covets other people's emotions, especially the most beautiful women. Although he is not a so-called genius or a genius, he has learned a lot about martial arts without a teacher. But even if you don't get what you want, you can still speak happily and feel happy.
Yue Xianxian glanced at Wu Changkong and realized that he was just like thousands of men in the world. He didn't point it out. He just said: "In the future, ask your beloved Senior Sister Qianren Jiaren to teach you martial arts. My humble Taoist skills will never be able to teach you." No matter what, I quit voluntarily."
Ning Yanye didn't expect that she would come to such a place, but she had to accept it.
Yue Xianxian has a good way of observing words and expressions, which can be seen from these Ning Xiye. Ning Yanye is a little worse at recognizing people, but her martial arts has already reached the point where she can do whatever she wants.
Wu Changkong put down the hand holding his chin and stood up and said: "Ten years of life gathers Ding Wang, and ten years of lessons lead to adulthood. Don't laugh at the young man's weak kung fu. The future will be like the big tree by the river sprouting again, and the green trees are in front of you."
Ning Yanye couldn't figure out why he changed his mind, so he said: "Okay, you can show me every move of Yushuangbingjian. If you know it, I will teach you how to call the realm of martial arts tomorrow. "
