"Good morning, did you have a good rest last night?" The young man smiled as he watched the girl coming down the stairs.
"I didn't sleep at all..." Ning Xia said wiltedly.
Not to mention that so many things happened yesterday, it was impossible to fall asleep in a completely unfamiliar and unsafe place.
These days of flying in the airship really gave her too much of a sense of wandering. As a result, she didn't have a good rest for many days. Her mind was tense and her body was naturally tired.
After finally landing it, she wished she could sleep on the spot.
It was just because they entered the city too late, and the night activity area in the main city was limited, so it was not realistic to find a safe and comfortable inn. The Southern Xinjiang monk who brought them in arranged for them to stay in an inn next to the city gate.
However, the inn... Since it is an inn, it is natural that there are foreign cultivators who come for the same purpose as them, a mixture of dragons and fish. I don't know how many undercurrents happened last night alone, and the one who was able to fall asleep was more than just a big-hearted person.
She wanted to sleep but couldn't, she was so tired that she couldn't help but think about random things... Ningxia was as tired as ever today.
Knowing that this guy had a strange routine that was no different from that of a mortal, Jin Lin was angry and funny: "Junior sister, I'm not telling you, you really need to change this habit. A monk can achieve the same effect without sleeping and sitting all night. …”
Ning Xia waved her hands, still looking weak. Jin Lin couldn't help but choked back the words he spoke.
It's okay, this guy has always been hardworking, and this is just a slightly relaxing hobby. It is indeed not good for him to judge others by himself.
"Junior sister, just be patient, you will officially enter the city today, and you can rest for a while after checking into the inn."
"By the way, haven't True Lord Yuan Heng and the others come out yet?" Ning Xia looked around and found that there were already many disciples of the Wuhua Sect sitting downstairs, all lazily sitting around.
After arriving at the inn, True Lord Yanyang, True Lord Yuanheng and True Lord Xuanqi gathered together to discuss something. Several others are responsible for protecting the young disciples. There are too many unstable factors in the station.
Jin Lin shook his head.
No wonder these people look so lazy. Everyone is probably exhausted by this period of sailing.
Before she could say anything more, the next moment, the disciples who were lazily propping up their chins, yawning, and dozing off with their heads suddenly became energetic.
This one was talking passionately about the shortcomings of swordsmanship, the other one was studying profound technical issues, and there were still people who were holding magic weapons as if they were studying the profound knowledge contained in them.
Ningxia:……
They are all acting kings.
The first person to come down was Zhenjun Yuanheng, and then the other party accurately found them at the corner table and gave them a look.
So all the disciples in the Formation Hall followed him very wisely.
Judging from this person's expression, it must be time for review after class. It's not for nothing that I asked them to watch yesterday. I'm going to catch the unlucky guy and ask questions soon.
Well, generally speaking, Ningxia is the unlucky guy.
Jin Lin couldn't help but look sympathetically at Ningxia, who seemed to be unaware. He felt that the other party's letter of apology might have to wait until he left southern Xinjiang. Ningxia here is thinking about another thing...
"Say it."
After being called out alone, Ning Xia slipped aside and listened to the other party's incoherent questions with a confused look on her face.
"What I am saying is that since yesterday, when you saw me, you were hesitant to speak. What do you want to say?" Zhenjun Yuanheng picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water for himself, and then poured it for Ningxia. Had a glass.
Ning Xia was a little suspicious and touched her face unconsciously. Is it really that obvious? But Jin Lin and the others didn't say anything. They always thought she was like this because she was acclimatized and didn't get enough rest...
Of course he was teasing her.
Although this guy is simple-minded and easy to understand, he is not so simple-minded. She might not be able to completely hide her strangeness, but she couldn't put it on her face either.
The reason why I understood her thoughts was because she happened to be out that day.
Naturally, Ningxia was not the only one who noticed the loss of spiritual power.
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It was just because they entered the city too late, and the night activity area in the main city was limited, so it was not realistic to find a safe and comfortable inn. The Southern Xinjiang monk who brought them in arranged for them to stay in an inn next to the city gate.
However, the inn... Since it is an inn, it is natural that there are foreign cultivators who come for the same purpose as them, a mixture of dragons and fish. I don't know how many undercurrents happened last night alone, and the one who was able to fall asleep was more than just a big-hearted person.
She wanted to sleep but couldn't, she was so tired that she couldn't help but think about random things... Ningxia was as tired as ever today.
Knowing that this guy had a strange routine that was no different from that of a mortal, Jin Lin was angry and funny: "Junior sister, I'm not telling you, you really need to change this habit. A monk can achieve the same effect without sleeping and sitting all night. …”
Ning Xia waved her hands, still looking weak. Jin Lin couldn't help but choked back the words he spoke.
It's okay, this guy has always been hardworking, and this is just a slightly relaxing hobby. It is indeed not good for him to judge others by himself.
"Junior sister, just be patient, you will officially enter the city today, and you can rest for a while after checking into the inn."
"By the way, haven't True Lord Yuan Heng and the others come out yet?" Ning Xia looked around and found that there were already many disciples of the Wuhua Sect sitting downstairs, all lazily sitting around.
After arriving at the inn, True Lord Yanyang, True Lord Yuanheng and True Lord Xuanqi gathered together to discuss something. Several others are responsible for protecting the young disciples. There are too many unstable factors in the station.
Jin Lin shook his head.
No wonder these people look so lazy. Everyone is probably exhausted by this period of sailing.
Before she could say anything more, the next moment, the disciples who had been lazily propping up their chins, yawning, and dozing off with their heads suddenly became energetic.
This one was talking passionately about the shortcomings of swordsmanship, the other one was studying profound technical issues, and there were still people who were holding magic weapons as if they were studying the profound knowledge contained in them.
Ningxia:……
They are all acting kings.
The first person to come down was Zhenjun Yuanheng, and then the other party accurately found them at the corner table and gave them a look.
So all the disciples in the Formation Hall followed him very wisely.
Judging from this person's expression, it must be time for review after class. It's not for nothing that I asked them to watch yesterday. I'm going to catch the unlucky guy and ask questions soon.
Well, generally speaking, Ningxia is the unlucky guy.
Jin Lin couldn't help but look sympathetically at Ningxia, who seemed to be unaware. He felt that the other party's letter of apology might have to wait until he left southern Xinjiang. Ningxia here is thinking about another thing...
"Say it."
After being called out alone, Ning Xia slipped aside and listened to the other party's incoherent questions with a confused look on her face.
