Even though they didn't get along with Tang Meier for a long time, it was clear from her words and deeds that this person had big ideas in mind.
She didn't just say it out of sheer will, but she really planned to do it after careful consideration.
What else could Ningxia say? She had no position to say it. This was also the other party's choice.
Moreover, although her choice does not conform to the mentality of a monk who has received righteous education since childhood, if you think about it carefully, is this not a clear path? Isn't it better than fighting to the death on a spiritual path?
The sky of the demonic path is indeed much darker than the bright and bright spiritual path, and even becomes turbid and dirty due to sin and killing, but for Tang Meier who has lost hope, it is not a bright future.
Everything in this world is relative.
Although after coming to this world of cultivation, Ningxia has grown up receiving an orthodox and righteous education, and his heart is naturally more bright.
But the same thing is that Ningxia, who once lived in a society with cross-flow information and explosion of information, has not so fixed views on groups and classes, and her stance is not so clear-cut. In her heart, she is actually more inclined to think like modern people.
Tang Meier only chose the devil's path, not her heart to the devil. She just wanted to live, and there was nothing to say. Maybe they will be enemies in the future, maybe not, but at least for the short time now, we have been comrades-in-arms for a while.
Ningxia misses this friendship and hopes that the other party will never lose his true feelings.
But in the final analysis, this choice is forced. There is no way to do it, and it is not something to be happy about.
For a moment, Ningxia didn't know what to say.
In the end, he could only say dryly: "Then you...be more careful. If you need any help, I can help you come to Xunmou."
At this point it is no longer something that Ningxia can control, so let nature take its course.
Seemingly hearing something pleasant, the other person raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay."
Inexplicably, Ningxia felt a little uncomfortable, not because of anything else, but because of the other party.
This sister is a little different from the ones she has interacted with before, and something feels wrong. She has such a pretty face, but she feels like she can't tell her gender.
Regardless of her words, deeds, demeanor, and that careless sense of control, it seems as if there is a tomboy underneath this girl's skin.
In addition, her figure is much taller than that of ordinary girls.
Ning Xia: ...Well, she couldn’t have met a boy dressed as a woman.
It's not that she felt uncomfortable because the other person looked like a boy. Speaking of which, most of the monks who have been in Ningxia over the years are men. She herself is also rough-tempered and carefree, and rarely has any awkwardness due to gender.
Facing this woman with an obvious androgynous aura, and the other party's obviously appraising gaze, Ningxia rarely felt a little shy.
"puff--"
Seeing Ning Xia sitting on pins and needles getting more and more restless, and seeing the increasingly unfriendly looks coming from the side, Tang Meier couldn't help but laugh.
As expected, he is as good as he imagined, alas...
Tang Mei'er didn't want to leave such a strange impression on the other party, so she stopped as soon as she got along, pretended that she hadn't been teasing her just now, and said seriously: "And this."
She waved her hand and several boxes were thrown out and landed flat on the ground.
Ningxia felt envious and admired her again. This cool and neat technique was just like filming a movie. She was probably a fake immortal herself. This is what people call the Immortal Wind Dao Bone, the kind with a flutter.
Looking at the things the other party threw out, weren't they the same boxes of things Tang Tan had given him earlier? Ning Xia thought that this thing was left behind by her younger brother. Now that she is gone, she must leave some souvenirs for her. They won't take it.
Ningxia:? ? ?
"He gave this to you, just share it." Tang Meier took a sip of tea.
Ning Xia frowned and was about to say something when the other party suddenly interrupted.
"This is what he gave to you. Now that he's gone...there's no way to repay the favor. Just be careful, if you accept it, he will feel better if he knows."
As for what I owe you, I will pay it back in person one day. But she didn't say this.
"And the person who gave these things has an irresolvable grudge against our siblings. The things he passed on... don't worry, these things come from the right sources. If they are not suitable, you can get a good price by selling them. You can take them And lest it be left in my hands and be wasted.”
Tang Meier didn't say what she would do with these things if they didn't want them, but she explained her relationship with the person who gave them to them, making it easy for people to start thinking about them. If you haven't said it yet, it probably won't be used well.
Ningxia didn't even open it to see what was inside, so she didn't know what was in those boxes.
The current situation is indeed a bit embarrassing. Judging from the determined look on the other party's face, it means that he absolutely refuses to do it. You can't just abandon it. Ningxia didn't regard money as garbage, so they accepted it.
Three boxes, one for each person. Give Mingmo his share when he encounters it. It will be a consolation for his unlucky journey.
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Ming Mo suddenly started up, his head covered with sweat, his throat was dry and hoarse, as if he was about to shout something next moment.
"Wait a minute! You're seriously injured, and you're almost going to go down to see your second brother. Give him a message then. He hates you for being embarrassed, and he probably won't look good on you."
The second brother he was talking about was naturally Lang Er. The other party once joined the people in the sect to participate in the rebellion. After being discovered, he was abolished and imprisoned because of his past contributions. But during that battle, he took advantage of the chaos to escape, and accidentally died trying to save Elder Qu.
Afterwards, Master Qu mourned for a long time and even set up a memorial tablet for him, but the title of Lang Er was never established again.
The other party is already dead. You will know what Lang Wu meant by thinking about it.
Familiar voices, dim voices, and complaints that seem to be complaints but are actually intimate. Ming Mo was a little shocked when he heard that he was sitting in an illness. He sat up and straightened up.
"Hoo...ho..." A hoarse gasp came from his throat, like the rattling sound of an old machine.
Seeing how excited he looked, Lang Wu quickly gave him a hand and asked him to sit up.
"What's wrong? Tell me carefully." Wolf Five was afraid that he wouldn't be able to lift it up in one breath at the next moment.
Mingmo's mind is very confused now, and the pain is severe, as if someone is fighting in his head, buzzing. He endured the discomfort before he managed to collect his thoughts and remember what happened before.
Why are you here? Why am I here? What about the rest? What about Ningxia?
He remembered that before he passed out, he was still waiting to die at the transit station, and that Ye Ming City was about to collapse. Why did a wave of people change around him when he woke up? There is no way it was just a dream he had before.
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