True Monarch Yuan Heng was so rare that he floated around Ningxia several times, his face always maintaining an expression of shock and suspicion.
To be honest, being surrounded by such a white soul, I don't know if it is a psychological problem or something, but it seems to be a bit chilly.
Ning Xia took back the words that slipped to her lips and said calmly: "Zhenjun, is there any problem?" She prayed secretly in her heart, but don't say there is any problem. God knows she is almost scared to death these days. .
Zhenjun Yuanheng asked in disbelief: "What's going on with that thing on your face?" It was far away just now, and the soul was a little slower now, so he didn't notice it at first. A closer look showed that nothing was hidden. A new "little mark" on Ningxia's face frightened the old man.
Thinking back to the dragon's roar he heard before he came here, Zhenjun Yuanheng's whole body felt bad. He even wondered if he was just overthinking it.
Seeing Zhenjun Yuanheng's expression as if he had seen a ghost, Ning Xiaoxia subconsciously reached out to touch the corner of her right eye. During that chaotic promotion, she vaguely remembered that this place seemed to have undergone some strange changes, but she didn't care to pay attention to it at that time, and later forgot about it.
If Master Yuan Heng hadn't mentioned this, she really wouldn't be able to remember it. So what happened to her, did she become ugly or have scars? No wonder I felt so on fire at that time. It hurt so bad, it turned out that he was disfigured.
After roughly estimating the scope of the pain she felt at that time, Ning Xiaoxia was still distracted and thought that it might just be a scar on Xiao No. 1.
Ning Xiaoxia was very calm. After all, considering the previous series of disasters, barely saving a small life was a great blessing. Moreover, she is now alive with no missing arms or legs, and she has also been upgraded, which completely exceeded her goal. Compared with these, a small scar does not seem so important...
Well...well, I'm still a little curious.
After some struggle, Zhenjun Yuanheng quickly adjusted his mood, at least making himself less rude. He sighed and said, "See for yourself." After saying that, he waved his hand, and something like a water mirror floated in front of her eyes.
Looking at the very convenient mirror in the world of cultivation in front of her, Ning Xia murmured in her heart. She didn't expect that people in the world of cultivation lived quite delicate lives. She walked over quietly, wanting to see how ugly she looked now. .
Ning Xiaoxia hasn't looked in the mirror since she fought a big battle, and she doesn't know how sloppy she looks now.
Standing in front of the mirror, Ningxia looked left and right suspiciously. Very good, no problems, no disfigurement, no scars. Except for the very abrupt pattern at the corner of his right eye, everything was no different from before.
So what is Zhenjun talking about? Isn't it this pattern? !
Ning Xia turned her face slightly, revealing the sudden pattern. The entire pattern is vermilion, very bright, and small, not even a quarter of the pupil length. For Ningxia, this pattern is a bit too modern.
Five small triangles are arranged in a zigzag pattern around the slightly larger circle in the middle. The sun is not like the sun, and the flowers are not like flowers. The former would be too soft, but the latter would be too masculine.
After coming to the world of cultivation, Ningxia has never encountered anything with such a modern flavor. If it hadn't been on her own face, she would have thought it was a product brought from modern times. This familiar aura of being a middle schooler is similar to the style of a certain comic.
All in all, this inexplicable pattern is not ugly, but it doesn't look good on a girl's face. If you round it up...well, it's not impossible to just treat it as a flower.
It's just that Ningxia can't figure out why this thing caused such a big reaction from the teacher.
Seemingly sensing Ning Xia's disapproval, True Lord Yuan Heng opened his mouth to say something, but then seemed to think of something, and sighed: "Look at me, you are so confused. What do you, a melon boy like you, know?" , actually got himself involved in it for a while."
At this time, Zhenjun's face seemed to be a little better, and he asked thoughtfully: "Ningxia, I just want to ask you something, and you have to tell it honestly. Otherwise, I don't know how to help you."
The unprecedented seriousness of Lord Yuanheng made Ning Xiaoxia become nervous. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva and said calmly.
"Have you met a dragon——"
Oh, if that’s the case, that’s right.
Moreover, she killed him.
But Ningxia couldn't say these words casually. God knows how Lord Yuan Heng knew about dragons? That guy Long Sheng was obviously so dead that not even ashes were left. Where did Zhenjun catch the bag from?
He knows his own affairs, and Ningxia knows what is happening here. There were some things that she couldn't even explain to herself, let alone tell others. What's more, there is a little black box mixed in, which is difficult for Ningxia to explain.
She knew that if she went out, she would be questioned by many people, both well-intentioned and malicious, intentional and unintentional. At that time, she would have no choice but to make it up with just one word! Mixing truth and falsehood, grafting others on, and at least reduce your own role.
You can't tell others that you can kill other villains by yourself, even though there are only three of them. It is also impossible to tell others to kill a dragon, even though it is only a disabled dragon. How should she tell others how she survived when the entire group was wiped out?
Ning Xia feels that she has indeed upgraded, and has changed from a rookie in the world of cultivation to a cannon fodder in the world of cultivation, but the little people will always be the little people. At this stage, she simply cannot bear the storm of the world of cultivation, and she will most likely be crushed to death by the right and wrong of cultivation.
Privately, Ning Xiaoxia was unwilling to say anything. He even thought of some words to say to those outside.
As a result, Zhenjun Yuanheng was caught at the scene, and the other party revealed the key points that she had prepared countless prevarications to cover up.
Inquisitor, True Lord Yuanheng. The person under trial is Ningxia.
To True Lord Yuan Heng, she should say something or not.
Facts have proved that the past thirty years of modern life in Ningxia still left something behind for her. At least, if this guy deliberately wants to conceal his thoughts or emotions, he can usually achieve good results. Few people can detect her true heart from her always calm expression.
Even Zhenjun Yuanheng was confused for a moment. He was confused by Ningxia's "knowing nothing" expression, and guessed that the other party might not know anything——
Until the little girl opposite opened her lips lightly and dropped a word as heavy as a mountain.
"yes."
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