After death with the master

Several Xuanmen disciples who were rescued by Zhou He and Chen Widow looked at Yusu who was so calm and beautiful, and thought that even the blood of a beauty is beautiful!

But helplessly, the master and apprentice, one only had eyes for the apprentice, and the other only thought that Zhou He disliked blood.

It's no wonder that Ning Sui doesn't think too much, it's really Zhou He's cleanliness...

When he went down the mountain to eliminate demons and returned to the mountain of no return, he was covered in blood, and Zhou He almost drove him down the mountain.

Therefore, when he heard Zhou He's words, the little ripples in Ning Sui's heart disappeared immediately.

He took a step back expressionlessly, raised his hand that was not entangled by the string, and rubbed his face with the back of his hand.

Zhou He looked at his emotionless eyes, and twirled his fingers again, but he still couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

He didn't bother to hide either.

However, Ning Sui never looked at him again after he turned his head, which made Zhou He slightly regretful.

"You found them." Yusu was not angry at the fact that her palm was pierced. She raised her hand and pulled her hand out of the soil spike. The blood hole heals automatically: "This labyrinth is specially designed by combining the special design of the theater."

really.

The design of this theatrical garden was different from ordinary mansions from the beginning, but was designed as the basis of a maze.

No matter how powerful Mei is, she can't change the building layout, so the theater itself is a maze.

But why?

Who would have designed the theater into a maze from the very beginning?

Ning Sui was not proficient in formations, on the contrary, he was a little ignorant, but Zhou He was different.

Although Zhou He knows everything, but he himself majors in spells and formations. For him, this maze is really not enough.

So Ning Sui looked at Zhou He, and said in a flat tone, "Did you see her dead body?"

Zhou He gave a long "huh": "There are many dead ends in this courtyard, maybe they are inside."

Ning Sui thought of the grove without a door but with a road.

He walked out without looking back, Yusu smiled and said behind him: "Thank you, Master Xuanshi."

Zhou He was not surprised by his behavior, he raised his heels to follow him, Chen Widow almost subconsciously got up and wanted to follow, and several Taoist disciples who hadn't figured out the situation also turned around.

Ning Sui took a few steps, only to realize that a group of people followed behind him.

He paused, glanced at Zhou He, Zhou He spread his hands: "You can't throw them here, can you?"

Ning Sui didn't answer, just stood on the ground and looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhou He twisted his fingers: "It is possible, but I don't really want to be with them."

What he said was polite and gentle, but only Ning Sui could understand another meaning in his words.

This impatient man is saying: I don't want to have kids.

Skillful.

Ning Sui thought with a cold face, and he didn't want to either.

But these are people from the Taoist sect, Ning Sui could never throw these little bastards to Zhou He without looking back, so he was about to say that you should go find the corpses, when Zhou He sighed helplessly.

Zhou He's eyes looked directly at Ning Sui's pupils, like the warm winter sun and the unmelted snow layer under the glacier. They are obviously two worlds on the surface, but they have the same characteristics.

Zhou He raised his hand and rubbed his head lightly: "Who asked you to take them away? Can't you have other things in your mind besides the division of troops?"

He said angrily, "Where did your wisdom root go?"

Ning Sui only looked up at him coldly, and even raised his right hand, showing a faint killing intent.

Widow Chen and those Taoist disciples were all shivering from the snow that fell from him, but Zhou He was not afraid of him, and had to squeeze his head again: "Let's go together, they are quite quiet on the left and right, and they won't make noise. your ears."

Those Taoist disciples who had never met Ning Sui hurriedly nodded and said that they would never talk too much and just begged Ning Sui not to abandon them.

Although Widow Chen doesn't like Taoism, but looking at these "same students" who also attended classes with him, he couldn't help but persuade Ning Sui: "Brother Ning, why don't you come together? If you don't want to be distracted, I will help you." Watching them click, I can barely keep up with your progress anyway."

They looked at Ning Sui cautiously and nervously, but Zhou He knew that there was no need to do so.

This little friend from his family looks difficult to get along with, but he is actually the one with the best temper.

It's just a habit of bluffing.

Ning Sui was stared at by these people, his expression didn't change at all, he didn't even raise his eyelids, he just raised his hand to knock Zhou He's hand off, and then walked straight ahead.

Zhou He gave a low laugh and followed him and walked side by side with him. After he found something, Zhou He would not avoid his sight.

Even if the little hedgehog was by his side, he would still look sideways and cast all his peripheral vision on him.

He was used to seeing too many scenes in this world, but he couldn't get enough of Ning Sui alone.

Chen Widow hurriedly followed, he walked a few steps, and found that those Xuanmen disciples were standing still at the same place, at a loss, so he said: "What are you doing in a daze? Wait until you are caught again, and then ask Brother He to run for you Come? Follow up!"

One of the Taoist disciples who had spoken to Chen Widow said in a low voice, "But..."

He gave Ning Sui who was not walking too fast ahead a look.

Widow Chen: "Oh my brother means whatever you want, you can follow if you want, and you won't save him if you don't want to."

He didn't suppress his voice, Ning Sui in front of him naturally heard it, but Ning Sui didn't turn his head or say anything, which reassured those Taoist disciples.

And while they were relieved, they couldn't help but have a thought—isn't Chen Widow the only "my brother" in Tanzhou?Doesn't his brother only know how to shake and lift the thread?How did you let that Mei be so respectful, and why did Master Zhou, who rescued them, be so obedient?

Taoist disciples feel confused in life.

Just as they were thinking about it, they saw Ning Sui flipping over the wall neatly, his movements were quick and chic, very much like those quacks who know how to do light work in the scriptures.

In fact, most Yanshi have the habit of manipulating puppets and pulling strings from high places, and Ningsui is no exception. After all, only in this way can we see the overall situation.

It's just that Ning Sui is not like the Yanshi next to him who always has to use his hands and feet or rely on a puppet to go to a high place. He jumped so lightly by himself, with a little wind and black shadows, he stood on the top of the wall, and let the The boy who was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old opened his eyes and screamed in his heart.

Zhou He also likes to see Ning Sui like this.

Even though Ning Sui still had no light in his eyes and still looked like he was going to die, he just felt that Ning Sui at this moment seemed to break through the death energy lingering around him, set foot on this devastated land, and head towards the light. go.

Even if Zhou He knew that this was just his illusion and fantasy, he still would not stop his thoughts.

His little friend, he shouldn't condemn himself to death.

Zhou He straightened his loose sleeve robe so as not to obscure the faces of the teenagers behind him when he jumped up later, but before he jumped up, Ning Sui looked over with downcast eyes.

He didn't need to say much, Zhou He could understand what he meant: "... Sigh."

He sighed: "The disciples of the church starve to death the master."

Ning Sui jumped down without giving a single extra look.

After he landed, he saw the same scene as before.

There are walls on three sides, a small gravel road in the middle, surrounded by trees.

Ning Sui already had a result in his heart, but he still walked around quickly.

When he saw the blocked wall in front of him halfway, he was not in a hurry to go back, but jumped onto the top of the wall instead.

Connected here is another courtyard.

Ning Sui was not very sensitive to buildings and roads, so he didn't go any further.

If he was the only one, or if he brought Chen Widow and the others alone, he might have moved forward without any scruples, but there was Zhou He behind him.

He also wanted to be with him.

Besides, Zhou He's formation is the most powerful except for the patriarch who has lost his soul. Why don't you go to him and ask him to make a divination, and wander around here by yourself?Ning Sui would not do such a thing just to avoid Zhou He.

So Ning Sui returned straight after landing.

When he returned to the wall again, he saw Zhou He sitting casually on the side corridor, leaning against the wooden railing behind him, standing in front of him were those Taoist disciples, and even Widow Chen.

I just heard him say: "He is indeed my apprentice, who said that the master can't listen to the apprentice?"

When Ning Sui heard this, he stopped on the eaves of the wall as he was about to jump off.

Then I heard Zhou He answer: "Besides, I didn't pet him for his quiet temper, but he trained me to read people's minds, and I probably still have to shout about it. He called Master?"

This man has no limits when it comes to joking. Once, to coax him, he even called him "Brother Ning" with a smile. But even so, Ning Sui was so disgusted that he didn't want to get angry anymore.

Ning Sui didn't know how they chatted, and he didn't want to know, he just jumped down and landed beside them.

Zhou He had seen him a long time ago, but now he wanted to tease him: "Yo, Master is here?"

Ning Sui raised his eyes coldly.

Zhou He smiled and stretched out his hand to him: "Good master, come and help this disciple."

Ning Sui raised his string with a blank expression.

Zhou He withdrew his hand regretfully and stood up: "I didn't find any clues? Do you want me to make a guess?"

Ning Sui didn't answer, Zhou He smiled and stopped teasing him.Then there was another burst of light.

I saw yin and yang growing under his feet, he stepped on the sun with his left foot, and stepped on the sun with his right foot, and the eight trigrams lit up and disappeared around him in the blink of an eye.

Widow Chen almost stared out his eyes.

It really is the No. 200 Taoist priest of no return who was the mysterious master 1 years ago.

This stepping on the hexagram... I am afraid that no one can match it so far.

Ning Sui's feelings were deeper than those of these youngsters who had just started.

He clearly felt that the entire spiritual vein under his feet was alive, just like when Zhou He showed him the four great masters for the first time.

Even after 200 years, it is still so shocking.

People like him would tremble slightly, showing a faint fighting spirit.

He has never played against him seriously.

The author has something to say:

Daoist: I want to be your brother and you just want to fight me? ? ?

In addition:

When I was writing about Ning Ning, I couldn't help asking my cp: Why are all the songs I wrote so stupid? !

My cp: Reflect on whether you are also a dog?

I:……