On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom - Chapter 89

Ning Qingqing stopped.

She felt that she had come at an untimely time.

Xie Wuwang said that no one could get close to him. He had known when she arrived in the apse.

She and him have already reconciled, and she can’t control who he wants to become a companion.

It’s just that she appears here at this time, which may make him a little embarrassed.

The thoughtful mushroom nodded, turned around, and prepared to ask Xie Wuwang for the blood.

Now she is already a mushroom for refining the emptiness, without having to concentrate, she can hear the whispers from the front hall.

“If a catastrophe can be wiped out invisible, it would be the best.”

“Xiyin is the relic of the ancient gods. Although the evil spirits are dangerous, the chances are also incalculable.”

“In terms of strength, no one in this world can match the Taoist monarch. The conclusion of the bond is just a stopgap measure. If the lady wants to care, it will be a small belly. And…”

The words at the back are not very pleasant, and dare not speak out.

But everyone knows the meaning of the words-this is a major event in the world, what qualifications does Ning Qingqing have to prevent the Taoist from saving the world?

Ning Mushroom frowned strangely.

Didn’t Xie Wuwang tell these people that he and she have reconciled?

That’s it, it’s her ass.

Go back to Yuliyuan first and come later.

As soon as I took a step, I suddenly heard Yu Yuyan’s uplifting voice coming from the front hall—

“No.”

Very slow and heavy, every word.

After Yu Haotian’s accident, Ning Qingqing and Yu Yuyan never dealt with each other again. Suddenly hearing the voice of this Yanzhuang sister, Ning Qingqing couldn’t help but pause and listen to her.

Yu Yuyan’s voice became much more stable, and in just a few words, there was a faint smell of elder brother’s majesty and vigor.

“Daojun, his subordinates have something to say.”

Ning Qingqing has been here for so long, and finally heard Xie Wuwang’s voice with a faint smile—

“Lord Yu Dian, please speak.”

As always, hypocrisy and gentle.

“Yes.” Yu Yuyan said calmly, “The catastrophe of the world is like a flood. When the flood comes, it is better to be blocked than to be sparse. The subordinates are stupid, and all things that go against their original intentions and do things reluctantly will have no good results!”

As soon as the conversation turned, Yu Yuyan’s voice was filled with a smile: “Madam has a pure heart and is determined and courageous. The subordinates believe that the husband and wife will work together through storms and storms, and then they will be able to overcome the dangers of the world!”

Ning Qingqing blushed.

She remembers that she never bought Yu Yuyan?

“This palace master,” the voice of the goddess Xiyin came softly, “I have no intention to force the Taoist monarch to visit the holy mountain, just because the Taoist monarch is the most powerful monk in the world, and no one else can match it. This is a big deal, and I really can’t bear to waste it. If someone else has such strength, then no matter who he is, I am willing to enter into an agreement with him, even if… the character is slightly worse, and it doesn’t matter if he is unwilling to resolve the agreement afterwards. “

Just listening to the voice makes people feel pity, not to mention that she still has a beautiful face that shocks the world.

It is really unbearable to think about the meaning of her words.

Although the goddess of Xiyin is not a **** in the true sense, her reputation in the hearts of mortals and monks is extremely high. Generations of goddesses have fallen selflessly, leaving the world with peace and light, and no one will praise them.

There is no more suitable candidate than Xie Wuwang. He is superior in strength and valuable in character. Only by entrusting the fate of the common people to him can the world rest assured.

It will not tarnish the good name of the goddess of Xiyin.

Ning Qingqing felt it was time to leave.

About to plunder and leave the back hall, Xie Wuwang’s voice suddenly came from the front of the hall: “A Qing, come.”

Ning Qingqing: “?”

She pretended not to hear, raised her foot and continued walking.

“Should I invite you?” Xie Wuwang said in a lazy tone, but there was such a hint of inviolability.

Mushroom sighed sadly, reluctantly dragged his footsteps across the apse, pulled aside the curtain, and stood with his head tilted under the golden branch light.

The Qianyuan Palace is full of people.

Today, the goddess came to discuss major events in the world. The important ministers of Tiansheng Palace naturally gathered together, and the entire black hall was densely standing. You don’t have to look at it, you can feel countless light.

“A Qing, what do you think.” Xie Wuwang held his ground and raised his jaw towards her.

Ning Qingqing looked up at him.

After a few days, Xie Wuwang was still as white as snow. From his eyebrows, he couldn’t see the slightest loss of sadness and loss. He sat lazily on the Luang chair. He was still the high-ranking Taoist monarch who was striving for life and death. grown ups.

“We’ve got together.” She stretched her tone. “You don’t care what I think.”

As soon as this remark came out, the immortals underneath immediately shook their expressions and kept changing their sights. And away? Daojun and this woman have already reconciled? how is this possible?

How could the abandoned woman talk to Daojun so peacefully?

Shocked eyes fell on Ning Qingqing and Xie Wuwang.

“But I’m begging you to reconcile.” Xie Wuwang’s tone was flat, as if he was chatting.

Before Ning Qingqing stared in shock, he curled his lips and smiled, adding: “I can’t ask for it. I can only work harder. How can I make mistakes.”

All immortals: “…” What, what’s the situation?

Ning Qingqing: “…” When did he beg her? Why doesn’t she know?

Xie Wuwang still had a face that was thicker than the city wall, just looking at her like this, there was no other emotion on his face except a smirk.

Innocent Mushroom used his brain, and soon figured out—this guy was using her as a shield.

She looked at him angrily and funny.

Sure enough, I saw Xie Wuhuang raised his eyebrows at her in a deep and meaningful way, and asked gently, “What’s the matter with me? Come and talk.”

A pair of sights seemed to collide with swords and sparks.

Ning Qingqing thoroughly understood this guy’s thoughts.

She didn’t go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. She came to him, and she definitely wanted him, so he was talking about terms with her-if you have anything to ask him, you can, but you have to cooperate with him and honestly protect him from peach blossoms.

The melancholic mushroom sighed faintly, and walked up to the high platform with eyes drooping.

Stand in front of him.

“I want you a drop of blood.” She said.

“Small things.” Xie Wu’s voice with a smile did not lower, “I will do what I promise you. The blood is always clean.”

Ning Mushroom: “…” It really hates her.

Okay, whatever.

She could feel him looking at her, his eyes were a little heavy, she didn’t have to look up to know.

The play should be a full set. She understands.

She stared at his hand. His hands are as cold as jade, and his fingers are as slender as bamboo, and they are very beautiful. Different from the past, his skin tone was slightly pale and transparent, so that the blue veins underneath became obvious.

It doesn’t damage the beauty, but it is vaguely harsh and bleak.

He forced out a drop of blood and lightly tapped it on her palm.

The skin did not touch at all.

The little hot blood bead rolled left and right, leaving small traces of lingering.

“I’m going back first?” She wasn’t a mushroom who turned her face and didn’t recognize people. She took advantage of him, and her tone softened a bit.

“Go ahead.” He smiled. “Take care of your body and don’t work too hard.”

“Um.”

Ning Qingqing held the small blood bead in his palm, tilted his head and glanced under the steps of the palace.

It turns out that this is the feeling of “watching”.

Standing on a high place, the small movements of the faces of the people below are completely unobstructed.

There is Xie Wuwang, the immortal monarchs who stomped the fairyland about to shake three times did not dare to give off their aura, although they were not like quail, but they were like they had only shrunk their paws and hooked their heads. Tiger wolf.

His gaze flickered, and fell to the goddess of Xiyin who was standing in the middle of the hall.

After just one glance, Ning Qingqing knew why no one doubted whether this was a counterfeit—the goddess had supernatural light on her body.

A faint halo of halo hovered her, making her beauty seem to be hidden under a very thin veil, and it was even more amazing. The bright red flower on the forehead was traced by the divine light, shining with dreamlike beautiful light. .

When the sight fell on the goddess of Xiyin, there was a faint sound of music in her ears.

Sure enough!

Because of the previous continuous shadows, Ning Mushroom did not have a good impression of this goddess.

Out of politeness, she nodded towards the goddess of Xiyin.

The other party completely ignored her.

Very good, from unfavorable to disgusting.

The proud mushroom raised his jaw and looked away.

At this moment, she keenly felt a ray of hostility.

Ning Qingqing narrowed her eyes slightly and looked behind the Xiyin Goddess calmly.

Behind the goddess of Xiyin stood an old woman with pure white hair, the one who had just intimidated Xie Wuwang in a cold tone and tried to kidnap morally.

The old woman’s eyebrows were engraved with a very deep “Chuan” pattern, and she was staring at Ning Qingqing with the eyes condemning the evil girl’s troubles, as if she wanted to strip her.

mushroom:”…”

In the face of malice, she has never been surprised.

Ning Qingqing’s eyes flickered, she squeezed her voice, and weakly saluted the old woman and the goddess of Xiyin, saying: “It’s all my fault, it’s my fault, and I don’t want to be like this. I have tried my best, but I really can’t persuade him! I’m sorry, sorry, eh?”

Old woman:”…”

A bunch of dirty characters almost spewed out.

Ning Qingqing quickly turned around, holding the Yuanxue Jiji in her hand and hurried back to Yuliyuan-she was afraid that it would dry up later.

His shoulders trembled and trembled, like a smirking snake.

Xie Wuwang casually lowered his eyes.

When he sensed that little figure crossed Baiyu Mountain Road and entered the barrier, he raised his eyebrows and regained his senses.

The cold coercion gradually spread in the hall.

Finally, Daojun smiled softly.

“Everyone,” he clicked the imperial case, with a disappointed tone, “what am I? A brothel trick? Or a pimp? Huh?”

No one dared to answer this.

The Qianyuan Hall was quiet, and the needles dropped could be heard.