Before the empress becomes black, adopt her as a villain

If Ning Wuxie, who had just woken up in that log cabin, was full of resentment and anger in his heart, and was bent on revenge and nothing else. So Ning Wuxian at this moment, only felt that the love for Xuan'er was also going to drown himself in the intensity.

He hugged her tightly into his arms, as if he wanted the two to become one. He trembled a little, pressed his lips to Xuan'er's ear, and continued to whisper:

"Xuan'er, I..." "

I feel that I can't do without you."

Xuan'er was held, and after hearing Ning Wuxie's confession of those three words, her eyes immediately turned red, and crystal tears swirled in it.

Reflect the gorgeous fireworks in the sky.

"Brother, I love you too!"

She almost raised her head and bumped into Ning Wuxie's lips again.

"I can't do without you, I can never do without you..." The

two kissed passionately, and it took a long time to separate, Ning Wuxian held Xuan'er in his arms, and the tremor in his heart subsided for a long time.

At this time, the people on the street had finished walking, and the parade went elsewhere, and under the shadow of the century-old tree next to the road, the two slowly stood up and walked towards their residence.

Along the way, Xuan'er clings to Ning Wuxie, as if she can't wait to hang on him, and Ning Wuxian simply carries her up.

Xuan'er put her arms around Ning Wuxie's neck and pressed her cheek against him.

At this time, Ning Wuxian gradually came back to his senses.

I actually confessed to Xuan'er!

That... Doesn't that mean that Jiang Ningxuan can also know about this!

Although his series of actions has long exposed his feelings for Xuan'er in his heart, it is still very different to say it in person.

Will that female emperor feel disgusted and despised, and then taunt herself.

After thinking about that picture, Xuan'er's face looked at herself, but she looked disgusted and refused to go thousands of miles away.

Ning Wuxian felt that he couldn't bear it.

"Xuan'er."

"Hmm~ what's wrong, brother." Xuan'er's voice was sweet and soft, whispering in his ear.

"It's okay."

He felt a little better.

"You want to hear me, don't you?" Xuan'er smiled slyly and asked eccentrily.

"Well, it's hard to hear it."

"Then go home quickly, I'll call you all night."

"...," Ning Wuxian choked on his words, "I don't need to 'call' all night."

"Why, don't you like to listen to Xuan'er's voice?"

Ning Wuxie's face became more and more rosy: "Go back and tell you!" He quickened his pace.

The disciples of the parade cheered in groups, but they did not dare to make a noise in front of Xun Sheng and his disciples, so the bamboo forest courtyard of Ning Wuxian and the others was still clean.

As soon as Ning Wuxian entered with Xuan'er on his back, he saw Meng Cangran and Zhuang Yuerou sitting in the courtyard, waiting for him.

"Brother Ning! You're back! Meng stood up abruptly, looking excited.

"Rourou and I originally followed you, but we lost it as we walked."

"Then when I turned around, I found that Miss Xuan'er was also gone, where did you meet?"

Ning Wuxian put down Xuan'er: "Xuan'er has been following our group, and I saw her as soon as I sneaked out."

Meng Cangran and Zhuang Yuerou's eyes widened, but they didn't expect that Ning Wuxie, who the two of them couldn't stare at, could be followed by Xuan'er.

"It's just that Miss Xuan'er's feelings for you can bite you to death, I'm afraid I haven't looked away for a moment." Zhuang Yuerou covered her mouth and chuckled.

Ning Wuxian turned his head to look at Xuan'er, and Xuan'er also looked at him, and in front of Meng Zhuang and the two, they both turned their heads away a little shyly.

The scene where she sneaked out of the crowd before, and Xuan'er stood in the distance looking at herself, was also one of the reasons why Ning Wuxian burst out of love just now.

"You made Brother Ning shy." Meng Cangran said Zhuang Yuerou, and stepped forward with a smile: "Brother Ning, you really helped the Confucians fight for a big breath this time!" "

The Renzong has led their disciples to cultivate high and profound combat power, and they have always pressed my Confucian in this regard. Unexpectedly, today it was all called back by you!

"And the other party is not an ordinary human sect disciple, that is Tianjiao Li Luobing, a Shaowu Hall attendant!"

Meng Cangran's expression was excited, his cheeks flushed and he said, "Do you know how happy Elder Sun Yan was when the news reached the Zhengge Hall?!"

"He announced on the spot that he would give you the key to the treasure house of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and that he would ensure that you become a twelve-wise person!"

Twelve to people, that is a higher title after the twelve young sages. It means that this person has reached the extreme state of man, and should be transcendent.

When the twelve solstice people, within Confucianism, they are worthy of the title of "elder".

Ning Wuxian didn't really care about this, the twelve young sages were enough for him.

What he cares about is the key to the treasure house of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion...

This is Confucianism! The source of the mainland context!

All the classics in the world, whether they are anecdotes or historical research, are all-encompassing, and all kinds of magical exercises are as vast as smoke.

There may even be a long-lost heritage, hidden in some no-brainer.

Of course, I don't know whether Sun Yan is sincere or spoken, the key to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is not small, and he can't be the master alone.

Ning Wuxian was thinking for a while, and Meng Cangran spoke again: "Come, Brother Ning, drink celebratory wine for you tonight!" As

soon as Ning Wuxian looked up, he saw Zhuang Yuerou stretching out her hand and pointing to her room, and a mahogany tray slowly flew out, with fine wine and wine on it, and some wine dishes, and the tray fell on the stone table in the courtyard, steadily.

"Brother Meng, why bother..." Ning Wuxian was a little embarrassed, Xuan'er should want to go back to the house with herself to sleep.

But seeing the white soup with hops on the tray, I couldn't help but feel a little hungry.

After being reborn, I haven't drunk properly.

Today is happy, defeated the enemy, confessed the lover, why not get drunk again?

"You defeated that crazy human sect and gave the Confucian patriarch a face, which also proved that I didn't see the wrong person."

"Now you even have hope of becoming a Twelve Supreme Man, and I am happy for you in my heart!" Meng Cangran said, "Just accompany me!"

Ning Wuxian swallowed his saliva, turned his head and said to Xuan'er: "Xuan'er, I want to drink."

Xuan'er was originally a little low and didn't want Ning Wuxian to drink, but hearing him say this, she laughed again.

"Okay ~ drink it, drink it."

"A concubine will serve you, okay?"

Ning Wuxian was overjoyed, kissed Xuan'er the forehead, and pulled her to sit at the stone table.

Bright moon, clear breeze, beautiful bamboo, and fireworks bloom from time to time in the sky. The four sat around, drinking and eating meat, and talking about life.

None of them used spiritual power to evacuate alcohol, but only relaxed by nature. The spirit wine was strong, less than three pots, the brain was gradually paralyzed, the two big men had red cheeks and wooden tongues.

Meng Cang was drunk, shouting words to restore the glory of Confucianism, to purge all hypocrites up and down the Gentleman Mountain, and return the right way to the world.

Zhuang Yuerou was shocked when she heard this, and quickly released her spiritual power to activate the enchantment of the small courtyard, so that outsiders could not pry.

Ning Wuxian was also drunk, and he also wanted to shout out something suppressed in his heart.

But when the words came to his lips, he bit him again and did not release them.

He turned his head to look at Xuan'er, his cheeks were red and his eyes were drunk.

"What's wrong, husband-kun?" Xuan'er looked at his funny appearance and asked with a smile.

He threw himself up and hugged Xuan'er, and tears actually flowed in his eyes.