When Wolf Five arrived, he saw the girl lying on the bed, covering her eyes and unable to see clearly.
It's just that this man was short, and his already thin body was made even thinner by the pain. He was huddled under the quilt, and there was almost no one lying in it outside.
If he hadn't seen the man's head, Wolf Five might have thought that the man had run away as soon as he woke up.
The early spring sunlight is not scorching. It shines in through the small hollow window and onto the brand-new bedding, which makes it quite relaxing. But under the sunlight, Ningxia's uncovered skin was as white as a dead person.
This was probably the whitest moment in her life, and of course paleness in this disease is not commendable at all.
Lang Wu paused for a moment, slowed down a bit, walked slowly to the couch and sat down carefully.
I don't know if it was because he made too little movement or because Ningxia didn't want to pay attention. The girl covering her eyes with her hands didn't react, as if she didn't notice such a big living person entering her room.
Wolf Five didn't care and sat quietly next to him, waiting for the other party to calm down.
Although they didn't know the reason, Lang Wu and others also guessed that this fellow Daoist Ning had a heart problem that was very, very heavy and difficult to get rid of for a while. And it definitely has nothing to do with what happened that night.
Since that night, he had noticed that Ning Xia's mood was wrong. There was no sense of relief at all. Instead, it seemed that something very important had been lost.
No... Lang Wu shook his head. It would be better to say that he lost an important person.
At that time, Ning Xia said "Chong Huan", which made her very interested. The emotion contained in her tone was more like that of a person, a very close person.
But... Ningxia finally said that Chonghuan was her sword.
Sword, is it that weird sword? A flash of light flashed in Lang Wu's eyes.
He remembered that he had seen this sword before, and it was in Ningxia's hand. At that time, he even touched it, and felt that something was wrong and a bit evil. Later, Ningxia's identity attracted his attention and he forgot about it.
That night too, the sword penetrated Wan Ziming silently, and the attack was so swift and violent that they didn't see it clearly anyway. All they knew was that by the time they reacted, the sword had been firmly nailed to Qianmian Sanren's chest.
What's even weirder is that after being stabbed through the heart with a sword, Thousand Faces Sanren didn't die immediately.
That is the heart. Even if Thousand Faces Sanren is a monk, a Golden Core cultivator, whose physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary people, he still cannot break through the limits of the human body, let alone the Yuanying Zhenjun who can cultivate a soul to transcend the mortal body.
After conceiving a baby, the monk will cultivate the Yuanshen. The Yuanshen is tough and can exist independently from the body. It often resides in the Yuanying body to complement it and become the second life of the cultivator. Even if the body is destroyed, there is still a glimmer of hope.
Before the monks reach the Nascent Soul, their soul power can only become a divine soul. The structure of the soul is closer to the initial form of the human soul, which is relatively loose and needs to rely on the body to continue to exist.
That is to say, the Nascent Soul and below will be bound by the physical body, and when the physical body dies, the soul will dissipate with it.
Of course, if that person's soul is more talented and can survive for a period of time and then invade another body, then that is a different matter. It is also what the saying goes: seizing a body or possessing a soul.
Therefore, even a golden elixir monk cannot escape death if his body collapses. The heart is the most important organ in the human body. If the heart is damaged, it will be difficult even for gods to save it.
A sword pierced the heart. Not only did the opponent not die immediately, but he was able to hold on for so long and move even half a step. After that, he could even hold on and release those unknown black smokes in revenge.
The whole thing is really weird. If you say there is nothing wrong with it, probably no one will believe it.
As the owner of this sword, Ning Xia probably knows something.
Why would she shout so sadly over a sword. At that time, Wolf Five was about to cry when he saw her. He felt that all of this was inseparable from this sword.
So on the night of his return, Lang Wu reported the entire incident to Master Qu, explaining everything, including all the doubtful points about Ning Xia.
The situation was now too sensitive to allow him to think too much. They were greedy and made mistakes, so they naturally had to compensate others, but Ningxia's problems also had to be investigated clearly.
At that time, he even wanted to send the sword to Master Qu so that he could have a good look at it.
However, Ning Xia, who was in a coma, held the sword tightly and couldn't break it off. There was no scabbard on the sword. If she was forced to pull it out, she might get another wound on her body. And for a little girl, Lang San was really not that embarrassed to do anything.
I really don’t know how this fellow Daoist Ning fell asleep holding the tip of the knife, without fear of scratching his face or getting a new wound. Not to mention, after he observed it carefully, it was really strange that such a sharp blade was so close to him and it didn't even hurt him at all.
Wolf Five is not a cruel person. After trying several times without success, I gave up, thinking that when someone wakes up, I would take him and his sword with him.
Afterwards, he told Elder Qu about this matter, but the other party didn't pay attention at all. He listened to the whole process quietly and remained silent for a while without saying anything.
After a long time, he said that he already knew, and then told Lang Wu not to investigate further, as if there was no need to pursue it further. After instructing the other party to appease Ning Xia, he sent him away.
He didn't mention the matter again after that, and concentrated on preparing for the sword competition. Then Ning Xiaoxia was really reduced to being forgotten in the corner. Except for the hands-on Wolf Five and the very hard-working Lang Three, probably few people remembered that she was still sick in Tan Lang Mace House.
After hearing the news that Ningxia had woken up, Lang Wu, who happened to be free, rushed over. Then it was left out until now.
Seeing Ningxia's depressed look, Lang San felt uncomfortable. After all, they had known each other before and were quite energetic children, but now they have become like this.
In the series of things that happened since she agreed to help Greedy Wolf as an internal agent, she really hasn't encountered any good things. Afterwards, he was semi-imprisoned in Greedy Wolf's Mace, and later was kidnapped because of Greedy Wolf's Mace's thief. After he came back, he became seriously ill... Well, it was really not a good thing.
The things they compensated probably couldn't comfort anyone else.
When they met again, Lang Wu didn't know what to do with this very unlucky fellow Daoist Ning for a moment. I had to sit aside awkwardly.
I don't know how much time passed, but the arm covering his eyes moved away, revealing a pair of bloodshot red eyes. The owner of the voice looked at him tiredly.
He whispered: "You're awake."
Seeing Ning Xia struggling to sit up, he stepped forward and held his hand, and then sat back down after seeing that Ning Xia was sitting firmly.
Looking at the girl's listless profile, he sighed.
What the hell is this? !
He also wanted to end everything quickly and return to the calm days of the past. However, at present, it seems that this sword competition... is not easy to worry about!
