Nightfall

The actor is always the last one to appear.

On the battlefield of Huang Shamantian, several fighters who had been trying to catch the sword for a long time, or could not help each other, or were defeated by the other party, they could see that the young silver robe rushed the horse rein and rushed to kill him ... The gun drove the enemy down, and then stood in the wild with the gun. Twilight shone on his face and forced him to the extreme.

In the rainy streets, the gang brothers chopped each other with watermelon knives. The blood was more violent and denser than the rain sprayed. From west to south, dozens of corpses were messed up and then they saw the black wind. The ragged gangsters held steel knives and waved them out with a loud scream, like a blood dragon from one end to the other. There was no enemy in front of the knife, no life at the foot, and the end was extremely powerful.

As for why the silver robe teenager and the **** jacket did n’t take action at the beginning, they had to wait for their subordinates and younger brothers to throw their heads and shed blood and miserable for a long time before Shi Shiran paced out? Of course not because they suffer from habitual procrastination like the storytellers, but because these pretenders know that only the cruel and brutal waiting in front of them can highlight their own style.

After the opening of the second floor, a lot of people started to climb the mountain and started to climb to the top of the 66, including the long-respected Prince Longqing has also set off. Ning Que has never moved, standing silently in the corner, waiting until this time.

He can explain his lack of movement as an analysis of the problems encountered by mountaineering young practitioners by observing the problems encountered by mountaineering. But he has to admit deep down in his heart that the more important reason is that those young people who are struggling on the oblique mountain road are not his subordinates or his generals. He does not care about the life and death of those people. He didn't have much confidence in entering the second floor, so why not enjoy the pleasure brought by the last boarding place?

The actor, always the last one to appear.

Even if he climbed to the end today, the male protagonist was still the tall, perfect prince of Longqing who was not human-like, but at least at this moment, he wanted to be the male protagonist.

Ning Que's thoughts were perfectly realized. When he took the pastry wrapped in Chu Youxian's handkerchief and Shi Shiran walked towards the back of the academy, countless eyes around the courtyard were attracted by his figure. Those eyes were full of countless complex emotions, surprised and confused, even more Many are still puzzled.

It has been a long time since the opening of the second floor, as long as people with eyes can see that today's mountaineering is bound to be the victory of the Longqing prince. At this moment, how can someone be so unsure and out of touch A crowd waiting for the glorious picture of the prince of Longqing?

"It seems to be a student of the Academy." The envoy of the Dahe Kingdom looked at Ning Que's clothes and frowned. "Is this a hidden strongman in the Academy?"

"The six sons of the art department have all been carried back on the mountain ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The students in the college looked surprised. They didn't seem to know what was going on."

Among the crowd gathered by the college students, Zhong Dajun forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart. Looking at the back of Ning Que, who was at the center of the discussion, he sneered and said with a sneer: "What crazy is he thinking? Is he too shameful for this year? "

Situ Yilan took a step forward subconsciously, his hands clenched slightly in his sleeve, looking forward to Ning Que, his face full of curiosity and worry. Although she knew that Ning Que was never as useless as the fellow classmates talked about, she really couldn't understand why he was going mountain climbing at this time, and she couldn't figure out why he believed that he had the opportunity to enter the second floor of the college.

Under the huge golden umbrella, Li Yu looked at the young man who was no stranger, but he could not talk about how familiar the young man was, revealing a thoughtful look. She remembered the pictures on the journey back from the prairie last year that reminded the old man of Lu Qingchen's smile and said steadily, but somehow gave him strong confidence and hope, but she didn't know where this faith and hope came from. .

Li Peiyan looked down at her eyes next to her, with a serious and condensed expression. As the Prince of Tang Dynasty, he was eager to see a Datang youth standing in the academy to stand up for the empire's face but didn't want this big event to be born Too many variables.

Officer Mo Li does not think that Ning Que is qualified to be a variable. He glanced at the ordinary student lightly, and he no longer cares. The Longqing prince has entered the mountainside fog at this time, and may reach the summit in the next moment. In his opinion, no matter what the student's intention is to stand up at this time, whether it is a sensation, or the approval of the people in the college, it is only It can be a more perfect background to set off the Xiling Shenhui and the prince.

For people who are unwilling to shake their minds and are easy to shake, their eyes are heavy, especially when so many big people around the Shiping of the Academy examine the doubtful eyes, converge on a person, and may even put pressure on a thin student. collapse.

But for Ning Que, the eyes of other people are the most weightless and powerless in the world. The same is true when there are more eyes together. What he has to do is not related to these people, so the emotions in these eyes are also related to He has nothing to do.

The college professor who was in charge of the opening ceremony of the second floor today stood next to Shiping Qiandao without expression. Previously, through the introduction of teaching, he knew that Ning Que was a student of the college, and he also knew the rumors about this person in the past year. .

"Why?" The professor asked.

Ning Quehan smiled generously, and then asked with his hand, "Not allowed? I didn't hear the rules you mentioned earlier, and I registered for this for a limited time."

"Really not, I just heard that in the last year's exam, in order to fear losing to competitors, you pretended to be sick and abandoned the exam, so I don't understand why you are climbing today."

"If you give up the exam and mountaineering are on the two sides of conflicting logic." Ning Que looked at the professor and explained with great politeness: "Then I dare to climb mountain today, based on the rumors in the manual, those accusations against me are false of."

Seeing this ordinary student daring to talk in front of himself, the professor smiled slightly, and two eyebrows stained with silver frost fluttered in the spring breeze, looking quite happy.

But instead of giving way, he continued to ask with a hint of interest: "But I still want to know why you are climbing today.

Ning Que replied with a smile: "If those from the Xiling Temple or the envoys of the Yan Kingdom come to ask me, I will definitely answer an answer that shocked them all, but since you asked me, of course I must return honestly ... Mountain climbing, naturally because I want to climb. "

The professor laughed, stroking the white beard under his collar, shaking his head and exclaiming: "It's a really good answer. This is the best answer I have heard in recent years."

Then he looked at Ning Que and asked curiously: "If the person who asked the question was the **** sticks of Xiling or the grass of Yan Guo, what would you answer?"

"If they asked me why I was climbing, I would say ..."

Yu Que Baidu Jiangye smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Because the mountain is there."

The academy professor was stunned for a while, his fingers stroking his beard were slightly stiff, and he burst into laughter. He looked at Ning Que with a teachable gaze and praised, "This is also a good answer."

"Go." The professor said with a smile: "It's just that the mountain road is difficult and rugged. If you suddenly feel that you don't want to climb up again halfway, then you come down. Whoever dares to laugh at and stab you, the old man is the master."

Ning Que hey with a long smile, said goodbye.

The professor watched him walk into the quiet alleyway, lightly whisking his beard and thinking that this year's college students were not all waste, and nodded in satisfaction.

Lu Ningque, who is going up the mountain, is very familiar, at least in the section before the mountain. The small building in the bamboo forest of the roadway wetland has been familiar with the scenery all the way. The bluestone on the lakeside remembers his footsteps. When he came to the old book building, he looked up and waved a greeting.

Chubby Pipi leaned against the window and waved below. He did not want Prince Longqing and the climbers to see themselves, and those people would not see him. He wanted Ning Que to see himself, and Ning Que could naturally see him.

"If you really can't climb up, don't be brave." Chen Pipi kindly reminded.

"Speaking of auspicious words is not successful?" Ning Que looked up at him and said, "How can I climb up to the top of the mountain without you?"

"Which mountain road is so easy to walk." Chen Pipi spread his rounded hands and said sincerely: "What's more, compared with Longqing, you really are a kitten."

Ning Que was too lazy to take care of him, and waved to the side of the old book building. Suddenly thinking of a thing, he stopped and turned back and asked, "Is there really no back door?"

Chen Pippi braced the window stick and shouted: "Dead."

Ning Que smiled and shook his head to move on, and waited for him to bypass the old bookstore, now there is really a back door mp-for a whole year, he spent in the old bookstore, he had seen the scenery downstairs upstairs, in Walking downstairs, I remember clearly that there was a gray dilapidated wall, but now it is a door.

Behind the gate is a path paved with bluestones. The green bamboos beside the road are greeted and gradually climb upwards until the bamboo forest slides into the dense forest and grass between the mountainside.

Lifting the door, Ning Que walked up the mountain along the path in the bamboo forest.

There is no strange life, the mountain road follows his footsteps gradually upward, carrying his body higher and higher, gradually crossing the surrounding wall below, higher than the picturesque bamboo forest, when you look back, you can see far away Those in the college.

The mountain road in front became narrower and narrower, and the large blue stone slab was replaced by a smaller stone. There was no bird cry in the forest beside the road, and it was a bit strange and quiet.

The right foot just stepped on the mountain road paved with fine-grained stones, Ning Que's brow suddenly tightened, and his face instantly turned pale like snow, an indescribable violent pain, striking from the foot of his foot on the surface of the mountain road Mind!

The sudden pain caused his legs to fall, but he forcibly supported the ground, snorting and stood up again with a strong voice, looking towards the mountain road.

Between the green forests beside the road, you can see the mossy cliffs. If you look closely, you may be able to divide it. The lines like the seams under the dense moss are actually some large characters carved on the stone. It is just that the vermilion red painted between the handwriting strokes has faded into obscurity after years of wind and rain.

"What a powerful mind attack, this is the word left by the Rune Master ..."

Ning Que's brows were extremely tight, staring at the stone inscriptions on the cliff in the forest, and the hands hanging beside him shivered slightly. At this moment, there are more than 100,000 invisible steel needles piercing his soles. If the average person encounters this pain ... I'm afraid that he has fallen to the ground and has a headache. However, although his face is white, His hands were shaking, but his consciousness was sober. This pain did not affect him at all.

I used to look at the mountain road far away in the academy. I saw Xie Chengyun and others walking on the mountain road extremely difficult and extremely slow. I could not see their expressions but could vaguely understand their pain. Ning Que guessed what kind of prohibition there was on the mountain road. However, he did not expect the assessment on the second floor of the Academy to be so overbearing and brutal, and he used such a powerful rune from the beginning.

Now he finally understands why these excellent young monks everywhere in the world, why they will become puppets on this mountain road, and they will walk so slowly. Under the magical technique of cliff cliffs, any natural environment around the mountain road may be Become the danger of preventing people from climbing, you can only escape without avoiding it!

Ning Que frowned tightly, watching his right foot falling on the Xishizi Mountain Road suddenly smile nervously, waist and abdomen, leaning forward, also raising his left foot behind the back, stepped on On the pavement of fine stones.

He stepped on very heavy, very, as if to break the mountain road paved with fine stones.

Numerous invisible thin needles protruded from the cracks of thin stones, and penetrated deeply into the soles of the soles through the sole of the hard boots. The instantaneous itch was replaced by the extreme pain, and then clearly passed into his mind in.

Ning Que's face became paler, but his frowning gradually spread, and he took a deep breath like he was enjoying, swinging his hands and walking forward.

Either intentionally or unintentionally or preoccupied or quietly using the afterglow to see, or really caring or just curious, or with a mockery of watching a good show, when Ning Que walked up the mountain road and first appeared in the eyes of everyone in the college, many people Looking at the mountain road, watching Ning Que's every move.

People watched Ning Que set foot on the mountain road and watched him take a step and fell to the ground. They couldn't help but shook their heads, and some laughed.

Officer Mo Li was talking indifferently with the envoy of the Yan Kingdom. It seemed that he didn't care about what was born on the mountain road, but after seeing Ning Que falling down, he still couldn't help but shook his head contemptuously. After a long time, I still vaguely guessed what kind of prohibition the academy placed on the mountain road. At this time, Ning Que was so suppressed by Fu Li, confirming that he at most entered the realm of unconfusing-no doubt? In the Academy of Classical Arts, it is probably a good standard, but on such a level, I want to endure for a long time and blockbuster? It's too delusional.

At the college students, Zhong Dajun sneered at the mountain road and said: "Challenging the crowd is to grab the crowd. He only wants to attract attention, but he doesn't want to think of selling ugliness like this, which will bring great harm to the reputation of the college.

Situ Yilan watched Ning Que's fall on the mountain road, took a breath in shock, and listened to the mockery. He couldn't help but glared at him, and took Jin Wucai's small hand and took two steps forward, and these The classmates in the academy pulled it further away.

"Your hands are a bit cold." Jin Wucai looked at her worriedly and said. Although this granddaughter of wine sacrifices was more worried about Xie Chengyun, who was struggling on the mountain road, it was inevitable that he was worried about the female companion beside him, because it seemed that Ning Que did not seem to have any chance.

"It's okay, I just can't see the face of some people." Situ Yilan glanced at the classmates who were talking behind him, and said with a sneer: "Ning Que can't even dare to even try these steps Those who try are strong. "

Jin Wucai looked at the mountain road hidden in the distant forest and worriedly said, "But looking like this now, I'm afraid that Ning Que can't take the second step anymore."

Situ Yilan didn't answer her words, but just focused on the mountain road, silently cheering for the friend who had been forgotten by the college for a long time. Suddenly, the color of surprise flooded her beautiful cheeks, flicked at the distance, and said aloud: "Look! Look! Ning Que he started to go!"

Many people in the academy noticed what was born on the mountain road. They watched Ning Que crawling up hard. After a pause, he moved his left foot and took a step forward.

Then Ning Que took the second step, the third step, but the fourth step ... Although it was obvious that his body was shaking and walking slowly, he could feel that he was getting more and more steady, as if every step was deep Stepped deep into the hard mountain road!

Among the students of the academy, whoever exclaimed was exclaimed.

A young official of the Datang Libei stood up, looking at the mountain road with a look of excitement on his face. He did not know who the pupil was on the mountain road this year, and he did not believe that he could defeat the Longqing prince to the top of the mountain, but he felt With the walking of the light students this year, the previously suppressed pride and self-confidence returned to their bodies.

Chu Youxian, who was taking out the second packet of dim sum in the corner, was ready to eat. He opened his mouth in surprise, but forgot to put the pastry in. He looked at the figure in the mountain road and suddenly realized that he never really knew each other.

Looking at the mountain road, Li Yu smiled slightly after a moment of silence.

Chen Pipi leaned against the window of the old book building and looked at the direction of the mountain road with emotion, said: "You are so cruel, speaking ... Can you find someone more ruthless than you in this world? I don't know, where can you go? One step? I still don't know. "

After saying this, he closed the window and a few green leaves fluttered down.

Several green leaves were rolled down by the wind, passing over Ning Que's shoulders and falling to the ground.

The green forest beside the mountain road is composed of many kinds of trees, but in this section, there are mostly bamboo trees. The edges of the bamboo leaves are thin and sharp, and they look like sharp knives.

The bamboo leaves falling down the mountain path are not as sharp as a knife, but as sharp as a knife.

With a snorting noise, he passed through the bamboo leaves of Ning's lack of shoulders. Like a sharp knife, he directly torn the shirt, cut his skin, and cut a very thin blood.

Ning Que looked to his shoulders, did not see the tears in the clothes, did not see the bamboo leaves stained with blood, did not see the bleeding mouth.

But he knew that this was indeed a thing that had already been born, because his shoulders clearly conveyed intense pain, and even clear that he could feel the unbearable foreign body sensation brought by the fine hair left by the bamboo leaves in the blood mouth.

He lifted his right hand and dusted his shoulders, just like dusting. This action certainly did not wipe away the invisible wounds and pain left by the bamboo leaves, but the wonderful thing is that after doing this action, he felt a lot easier. Continue walking forward.

Another bamboo leaf rustled down, rubbed his cheeks, rubbed his front flaps, rubbed his backs, and fell onto a mountain road paved with fine stones.

His clothes were the same as before, but there were countless invisible cracks and countless pains that ordinary people could not bear, but his face was the same, but he was just whiter.

When a mountain breeze came, countless bamboo leaves swept into the air, and then fell like a rainstorm.

Ning Que walked in this bamboo leaf rain, and he was too lazy to pull the bamboo leaf that was about to fall on his body, but just kept on moving in silence, with bright eyes as if he saw Yan Suqing killing him in Linhu Xiaozhu last year Bamboo rain falling from time to time.

He walked very attentively, and walked very much ... Every time he stepped up, he stepped down hard, and fine dust splashed on the bottom of his boots, running over the cluttered bamboo leaves, and walking through the pain.

When the bamboo rain falls, it is just killing, suitable for mountaineering.

Starting late, there may be some scenery, but it is difficult to catch up, and you can only walk on the mountain road alone, no one is seen before and no one is behind.

Ning Que left a little thirsty, and seemed to have green smoke between his lips. He wanted to drink some water, and then heard the sound of a stream of water flowing from the mountain road.

Looking up, I saw a very thin spring spring pouring out of a cliff beside the road, and a pile of puddles was formed in the stone nest below. There were several wild grasses growing beside the puddle.

He didn't drink the mountain spring and pity the grass.

Because the extremely fine Qingquan suddenly turned into a big waterfall with yellow, turbid, white foam, and threw his head over his face, trying to stun him on the boulders in the deep deep water pool.

He continued to walk forward, still intentionally walking, frightened step by step, smoking step by step, walking slowly and firmly along the mountain road through the jungle to the middle of a meadow among the mountains.

Without shading, the blazing sunlight still spontaneously sprinkled down in the afternoon, coating the meadow with a bright red, as if to ignite everything in the mountains.

Ning Que looked up at the sky with his hand over his forehead, and gave a tired sigh. Then Yu Guangli noticed that beside the mountain road ahead, there was a small lake reflecting like a mirror.

The lake is very small and calm, clear and clear, and you can see the fish swimming silently inside, and there is a small yellow flower in the cracks of the lake.

A gust of mountain breeze fluttered, and the little yellow flower trembled, appearing extremely frightened.

Slight ripples appeared on the calm lake, and the little fish flicked its tail, and disappeared into the stone.

An angry sea appeared in front of Ning Que's eyes. The sea water was as blue as the ink in his familiar inkstone. The sea water continued to roll, raising waves as high as the mountains, and roared angrily, patting and standing on the embankment. On him.

His feet stood on the embankment like nails, staring at the overwhelming waves of ink. Even if his body was hit by a boulder, his drenched shirt was torn into pieces by seawater and then brought back into the sea, still stepping back.

Then the sea stood up.

The deep dark water like ink, like a wall, no, like the earth stood up, the ocean cut the sky in half, and slowly pressed against him, in this ocean where the sky and the sky were split, you can see A whirlpool larger than the mountain, you can see the silent and wailing seabirds flying in vain, you can see death.

Then the sea fell.

Ning Que also fell.

He fell heavily on the mountain road, tightening his eyebrows in pain and spitting out a blood.

The small lake in front of the road remained calm, with only a few ripples.

At the end of the mountain fog, a calm but proud voice is made. This pride is different from the proud pride of the Longqing prince. The owner of the voice does not disdain to hide his pride, nor does he deliberately reveal his pride. His pride lies in his heart. Powerfulness comes out naturally, not at all objectionable.

"The handwriting on the cliff of the mountain road is said to be the person who intends to break through the ban after engraving the prohibition in front of the college. Big."

The calm and proud voice continued: "Many years ago, I had a fight with my brother. Although you know my brother's temperament ... I can't really fight me hard, but I still can't beat him, so I Angrily shattered the mold used by the teacher to make plum cake, so the teacher was also angry, and then made a cruel decision, punishing me to walk the mountain road. "

There was a cry of exclamation in the mountain fog. Many reasons were exclaimed because of the strength of Brother Master, and some were so surprised that Brother Two was so powerful that they were able to squeeze the steel pastry mold with carved runes by hand. Others were Marvel at Brother Bold's boldness and daring to let the Master have no plum cake ...

"When I crossed the mountain road that year, the movement was of course much larger than that of this guy. In the end, I only fell to the ground when the Xinghe broken meteorite flew, but this guy was not easy to attract sea anger."

Someone in the fog agreed with someone who said with emotion: "Just in this way, the more you can tolerate the pain, the greater the pain. This guy is too bad."

"Invert plum?" Someone asked angrily.

"Unlucky," the man explained quickly.

"None of you have seen Uncle Junior, only Master and I have seen it."

Brother II was in a slightly foggy mood and said proudly, as if feeling that seeing Uncle Xiao was a very proud thing in itself.

"Uncle Xiao once said that destiny is a very cruel guy. If it wants to choose you to take on a mission, then before you are sure that you can take on this mission, you will do everything to interrupt every one of your roots. Bone records every trace of your flesh and blood, so that you can bear the most extreme pain in the world, so that your will will be strong enough to be qualified for fate ...

Someone talked back and forth between the thick fog, while others talked privately: "Now it seems that Brother Two really admires Uncle Xiao."

"What is it to break every bone? What is it to record every trace of flesh and blood? What is it to endure the most extreme pain in the world? In Minshan, on the grassland, which bone did I break? Where on my body? No injuries? "

Ning Que leaned on the hard mountain road, feeling the corners of the thin stones under him, feeling that the bones all over his body had been smashed by the piece of sea, but then there was no fear in his eyes, but he didn't care.

He propped up with his hands and climbed up hard, raised his sleeves and wiped the blood from his lips, looked back at the long mountain road he had walked through, and shouted loudly, "I read the books you wrote on the old bookstore last year! "

"I've seen your needles hidden in books! I've seen your bamboo leaves hidden in books! I was stunned by that **** waterfall! I was swallowed by that stinky sea too, but how do I still Stand here! Last year I was an ordinary person who did n’t understand anything, and these wo n’t overwhelm me, not to mention that I am now a genius who has embarked on a spiritual path! "

There was a secluded place by the clear lake in the meadow. These cries with a bit of arrogance continued to echo. No birds were frightened out of the forest, no insects looked up in amazement, only the echoes gradually disappeared until they disappeared, and then returned to a quiet, The little fish swayed their tails out of the stone and swam into the sky.

Ning Que suddenly looked up at the azure blue sky with no branches above her head, and her eyes were slightly wet, and muttered, "Master Haotian, you have made me suffer so much all these years. Do you want to give me back here? ? "

He turned back, while wiping the blood flowing from his mouth and nose, while moving forward in front of the mountain road, his movements were slow and difficult, and he even looked a little embarrassed, but his face was full of sincere and happy smiles.

Suddenly thinking of something, he said with full of self-blame: "Thank you? You should thank yourself first, you are so difficult and so capable, these are all you deserve."

The mountain fog was quiet for a long time.

Brother II suddenly sighed and said, "Although this guy is in a terrible state, he is badly cultivated, but this stinky man really looks a bit skinny."

Another faint voice rang out: "Second Brother, how do I feel that this guy's pride is quite your style?"

As the sun grew, the mountain roads in the west-slope forest were still bright, but the temperature went down. Ning Que walked hard with blood and sweat, and walked very slowly, but he did not care because he began to flee because he was four years old, especially when he was over the vast mountains of Minshan with Sang Sang. It doesn't matter if a truth goes slowly, as long as you keep walking, then one day you will be able to walk to the place you want to reach and pass those who dare not walk by the road.

Climbing to this time, Ning Que finally saw a fellow.

He glanced at the young man sitting next to the road this year. His eyes glanced over the saber at the opponent's waist. He remembered that he had heard the classmates talk in the college before. This person seemed to be a swordsman in Nan Jin. The hostile forces and Xie Chengyun's family are hostile, but they don't know whether it is related to that sword saint Liu Bai.

Thinking of Liu Bai, Ning Que couldn't help but think of the words of Professor Jianlin Zhongnv in the morning. He wiped the sweat on his forehead and thought of the thrilling movement of this mountain road all the way. All these regrets are dispelled.

The young swordsman from Nanjin, with a look of pain and panic on his face, fell to the side of the road, holding a small tree in his hands like a drowning man holding the last boat and did not know that he was on the mountain road What kind of spiritual shock has been experienced.

Seeing Ning Que passing by, the young swordsman of Nanjin showed a bit of ashamedness in his face, and he bit his teeth subconsciously.

Ning Que didn't stop and talk to the other party, but walked silently, but I don't know if it was too mentally shocked today. Those tired and lazy habits that were hidden in his bones after he came to Chang'an City could not be suppressed. stand up.

What if this guy gets inspired to stand up again? What if this guy can bear the mental shock on the mountain road? What if this guy, like me, realizes something in pain and even breaks through the situation directly? Although such small probability events are often only born to people like the Longqing prince, what if the backyard of the college is a place that creates miracles? Didn't I use my stoic determination to inspire a potential competitor?

Ning Que slowly stopped and felt that he could not let this happen. He turned back and looked at the young swordsman in Nanjin who was holding Xiaoshu and wanted to stand up. With the most sincere expression in the most sincere tone, said: "Do n’t hold on, do n’t continue anymore, we are just up the mountain, and no one knows what test will be left for a while, just now I saw a lot of people below Those who stretched the stretcher down the mountain and listened to the teachings of the academy said that two people were too mentally shocked, which might affect Shure in the future. "

He raised his finger to his forehead and said sincerely: "If you want to continue, of course it is something worthy of admiration, but I advise you to seriously consider it."

The so-called courage determination is often an instant matter. If you think about it and think hard, everything will become a bubble. If the thin tree is the last ship board held by the young swordsman of the South Jin Dynasty in the sea, then Ning The missing words are a wave of the ship board

The young swordsman from Nanjin looked at Ning Que, hesitated for a moment, then let go of his right hand holding Xiaoshu tightly, sighed and sat back again, bowing his head in pain.

The second person that Ning Que met on the mountain road was the light monk this year.

The young monk was not going up the mountain, but was going down the mountain, and he was not as embarrassed as the young swordsman from the South Jin Dynasty. It was a pity that when he walked down the mountain road, there was a faint smile on his face, and the ragged robes fluttered in the wind. The meaning of dust.

Ning Que under Yamashita saw that the young monk's realm was quite high, even if it was slightly worse than the Longqing prince, and he was obviously quite spared now, and some did not understand why this person would give up.

"Don't leave?" He asked.

The young monk shook his head with a smile and said, "That fog is not good, so I won't leave."

After saying this, the young monk's eyes fell on the blood stains on Ning Que's body, Qing Jun's brows were slightly wrinkled, and his smile gradually narrowed, he asked, "Why is it so embarrassing?"

"I would also like to ask why you are so embarrassed." Ning Que responded.

The young monk looked at him quietly and suddenly said, "I suddenly felt that you might threaten me in the future, and I thought I would kill you while you were not strong enough.

Ning Que shook his head and pointed to the end of the mountain road, saying: "This is the academy, this is Houshan, you don't dare to kill me, and thank you for telling me this. If there is still a chance to meet next time, I will fight to kill first. you."

"If you want to kill each other, should you announce each other's names?" The young monk smiled and said, "My name is Wudao, wasteland."

Ning Que said with a smile: "I thought you were a monk of the Lunar Kingdom, and there was a question that had troubled me for a long time and I wanted to ask you, but now it seems that I can't do it."

The monk Wudao smiled and said, "Still ask for advice?"

Ning Que sorted his clothes and said sincerely, "Zhong Dajun, the academy."

Soon after passing by the young monk, Ning Que met a third person beside the mountain road, which was Wang Ying, a college teenager who had fallen into a coma.

Ning Que held a cup of water from the side of the road and poured it on Wang Ying's face, then turned back and looked down the mountain road, thinking that the monk must have seen the unconscious boy after passing here, but he did not stay to save, and there was no mercy. , I am afraid that murder is true.

In addition to Xie Chengyun, the sixth son of mountain climbing, only Linchuan Wangying, who was in a comatose state, insisted on the mountain road. Ning Que glanced at Wang Ying's flushed face, knowing that it was because of the fainting fainting. Although he knew how to cure it, now he really had no energy to pick herbs in the valley.

He stood up and shouted loudly at the bottom of the mountain road: "Your four porters!"

When the voice fell, I only heard the vibration of the clothes in the woods next to the road. The four deacons of the old bookstore ran out of breath carrying a simple stretcher. They glanced at the unconscious Wang Ying and explained to Ning Que: So it didn't show up. "

"In addition, we are deacons of bookstores, not porters." The man was seriously explaining, suddenly seeing Ning Que's face, shouting in shock, "How are you again!"

Ning Que didn't have a good air: "I said this sentence just under the mountain."

They are all old acquaintances, and they naturally saved a little explanation. A deacon watched Ning Que patting his chest, and was afraid to say: "Fortunately, mountaineering is a one-time sale. If you climb like a mountain climb last year, you must not run alone. A few? "

Ning Que laughed, pulling the injury, and blood pouring out of her lips.

"Bleeding," a deacon kindly reminded.

"Small things." Ning Que carelessly wiped off the blood flowing from his jaw and looked at them curiously, "Why can you enter the mountain road?"

"We are not practitioners," the deacon explained.

Ning Que whispered, thinking with regret, if it was still last year and today, when he could not practice, wouldn't it be easy to climb this long mountain road?

"Don't think of beautiful things, there is much trouble in front of the mountain road." The deacon reminded.

Ning Que laughed and pointed to Wang Ying, who was still unconscious, and said, "Then the child will be given to you, and I will take a step first."

After finishing this sentence, he waved to four acquaintances who had witnessed his career on the building, and took his hands behind him. "Heng Xiaoqu began to continue climbing.

"Speaking old-fashioned, in fact, he is not a child?" A steward said looking at the back of the mountain road and shaking his head with emotion: "I don't know what luck this guy has gone, but he can practice."

A steward said with a smile: "Think of how terrible he was when he stepped up every day last year? I thought a child like this who could endure hardship would be unfair if he could not practice."

At this moment, after a simple treatment, Wang Yingyou woke up. He lay on a stretcher and looked at the somewhat vague figure on the mountain road. He rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and after seeing it clearly, he still could n’t believe he saw it. The picture ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Wang Ying looked at the back of the mountain and stunned and murmured: "Ning Que? How could it be him? How did he come up the mountain? He ... he ... how he still humming ? "

In front of the mountain road came Ning Que's self-edited frontier nursery rhyme, which was hoarse, powerful, and a force that was as stubborn as life.

"I have a knife and cut all the grass in the mountains ..."

"I have two knives and cut off the head of the enemy ..."

"I have three knives, and it's uncomfortable to cut ..."

"I killed you with a knife ..."

"I killed you with two knives ..."

"I knifed you to death ..."

(Anyway, I'm writing cool, five thousand words tomorrow, in addition, this is to make up for yesterday's owe, of course, not out of the box, but do not recommend monthly tickets ...... It is impossible. Horizontal, look at it, don't give or give less It ’s impossible.)