Elder Qu asked Ningxia to stay temporarily, but even if she didn't want to, she couldn't stay in the end.
Who asked the other party to expose this thin layer of paper in front of her eyes, leaving her in a dilemma and unable to move.
In the end, I found that the safest approach was to stay in the game.
After all, there are really strong enemies outside attacking from both sides. Even if Ningxia has a life-saving space, it may not be able to escape unscathed.
Therefore, no matter how frustrated I felt, and after thinking of thousands of options, I finally found that staying in the game was the best choice.
That’s all, it doesn’t matter where you live. She was driven crazy by the mess on this island. Even though she was still worried about Zhong Huan, Ning Xia's idea was to get out quickly.
Fortunately, there is not a little good news. At least she knew this time... when she could go out.
Probably after the sword competition, Mrs. Hong Ji will send these outsiders out. Leave nothing behind!
Thank God, I finally heard some good news.
Watching Wolf Five leave.
Ning Xia slowly closed the courtyard door and carefully erected the spiritual barrier using the method Lang Wu taught her. In the end, he was still worried and pricked his fingertip to force out a drop of blood filled with spiritual power. Using the blood as a guide, he superimposed a restriction on the spiritual power barrier.
Using blood as a guide, it has a deeper connection with the formation maker than the restrictions drawn by pure spiritual power. If there is any disturbance in the restricted area, the soul of Ningxia will be touched.
Although this can't protect against those high-level monks, it can at least know immediately that someone has touched this barrier. In this way, she can also think of ways to deal with it as soon as possible.
However, staying in such a strange place, she was still forced to come here. This temporary place was not safe in any way.
Ning Xiaoxia didn't expect things to happen so quickly. As early as when she came in, someone had already planned the matter.
Rushing into the inner room, closing the doors and windows, Ning Xia sat down on the couch and let out a heavy sigh.
After a while, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly touched the sword Chonghuan hanging on her waist, and carefully laid the sword flat on the bed.
There are eyes everywhere here, and Ningxia is not unaware of it. But at this point, even if she returned to the inn, Ningxia felt that she would inevitably be watched and watched.
Fortunately, there was still such a contract between Zhong Huan and her, so Ning Xia could clearly see that the other party was still alive. So even though I am very anxious, I still care deeply and can bear to deal with the things at hand.
Now that I have endured it, I finally have time to check on Chong Huan's situation.
No, Chong Xiaohuan, I feel okay.
The vague contract pull connected to the soul really seems to be extraordinary.
"Chonghuan...Chonghuan!" Ning Xia bit her tongue and shouted as quietly as possible.
But Jian didn't respond for a long time.
Ning Xia yelled a few more words restrainedly, then panicked when the other party didn't respond.
No. Could it be... broken? This idea suddenly popped into Ningxia's mind for no reason.
Ningxia was also shocked when this idea came out.
Bah bah bah! What is she thinking! Ning Xia secretly scolded herself for her random thoughts.
She put her hand on the hilt of the sword, felt out a trace of spiritual power, and gradually expanded it, allowing the spiritual power to evenly flow into Zhong Huan's body.
There was no response at first, it was useless. But as time passed, spiritual power flowed into the sword body like a trickle, and the contract pull in his body changed.
It has become solid and strong, no longer as looming and about to disappear as before.
Ningxia was refreshed, useful!
She slightly increased the concentration of her spiritual power, but she exercised restraint, trying not to let the spiritual power harm the opponent's body.
She did hear the crisp sound of metal at that time, right? It should have come from the Zhonghuan sword.
Who knows if after such an experience, something might really go wrong with Zhong Huan's body. Ningxia thinks it's better to be careful about everything.
The long and precise output of spiritual power made Ningxia sweat profusely, and the sweat beads dropped down, soaking his clothes along his neck.
Seeing the spiritual power thread becoming more and more solid, the stone in Ningxia's heart became more and more stable.
Suddenly, the dead sword suddenly shone brightly. A faint white light lit up from the sword and burst out from the hollow of the scabbard, shaking her eyes so much that it hurt.
But Ningxia didn't care, she was feeling excited at the moment. There is a reaction!
"Chong Huan. Chong Huan! Did you hear that?" Ning Xia shouted in a low voice, her face was full of joy, a few drops of liquid were held back from her eyes, her nose was red, and she looked a little embarrassed.
Who... is calling me? The consciousness thought hazily.
Chonghuan...Chonghuan...are you calling me? Chonghuan... is my name.
It's the master calling me...
Am I not already dead? no……
Chong Huan's consciousness was very blurry, as if he would be knocked unconscious the next moment.
No...I have to wake up. I can’t leave yet…it’s not over yet…
There was light in front of my eyes.
"Owner……"
Ning Xia was startled by the sudden voice in her mind, but she quickly recognized the familiar voice as Chong Huan!
It is this person who has not changed yet, and is still the original body of the sword sound. I don’t know if it is temporarily unable to change due to excessive consumption.
When she was happy, she didn't even care about the other party calling her master.
"Heavy..." Just as he was about to shout out, Ning Xia suddenly thought of something and immediately silenced her voice, turning it into a message from her heart.
But because she was not familiar with the business, her voice transmission was intermittent and stumbling. But at least the meaning has been cleared up.
"Chong Huan... how... do you feel...?" Okay, it must be bad, but Ning Xia still asked it in such a clichéd way.
"...Master Ning...where am I?" Chonghuan's tone was confused and confused, as if he couldn't figure out the current situation.
"You finally woke up. You scared me to death. What's wrong with you? We were halfway through the show, so why did you start harming yourself?" Ning Xia was angry and funny, with a hint of anger in her tone.
There is quite a feeling of hating iron for not being able to become steel. This guy was just acting haphazardly, doing all kinds of things, and even made her worried for a long time.
"...I'm still alive..." The voice was very low, and a faint light flashed across the sword, letting Ning Xia know that what he just said was true.
"...Of course. What else? Could it be that I am dead too? Otherwise, why would I be with you?" Ning Xia couldn't help but want to pat the opponent's scabbard lightly. But when it was about to fall, she couldn't bear it anymore and kept her hand on the edge.
"We are now in Greedy Wolf's Mace. We may have to stay there for a while. Be good and don't change back. Let's leave it like this for now. We will let you out after we get out."
Chong Huan fell into rare silence and said nothing. He looked inside at the situation inside his body and smiled bitterly, although a sword would not smile bitterly.
In the future... maybe there will be no chance.
"Um."
