The full-level master just wants to be a waste

"Senior Sister? Senior Sister?"

It seemed that someone was calling himself, and the voice was full of anxiety.The man yelled and patted his face gently with his hand. The hand that was pressing on his face was not soft and cool.

Ning Rong opened her eyes.It was a vast gray, and there was a large white light in the gray, so that I couldn't see anything.Ning Rong closed her eyes, then opened them again.After repeating it several times, I finally saw the person in front of me clearly.

I didn't know when I was lying in the room surrounded by a group of people.Xu Zhaohan went round and round to get the medicinal materials while crying.And Fu Xia was sitting beside him, his eyes full of worry.

The ones in the dream...

Ning Rong was in a trance for a moment, and closed her eyes again.

A drop of tear suddenly slipped down and fell on the pillow along the sideburns.

That is not a dream.

That is yourself.

No wonder he felt that Yi Anya was familiar with her when he first met her, no wonder he had such a big reaction.

No wonder I didn't know anything at the beginning, but I still liked the tiredness of spring so much, and even took the tiredness of spring as the motivation to move forward - in the previous life, she was also the one who motivated me to move forward.

That was a matter of my previous life.I sent Yanchun here.Then, when his life was dying, the forbidden technique that Yanchun used on him back then played a role.

That was originally a forbidden technique.

Since it is a forbidden technique, it must have a backlash against the caster.Fortunately, Yanchun had already been sent thousands of years later by him at that time, and the backlash would not return to Yanchun.

But it really gave me an extra way of life.

The group of souls went back and forth in the chaos, not knowing where to go.His own body was already dead, and there was not even a dregs left.So in the end, that soul just followed that little connection in the dark, and found the place he was most familiar with - there was a remnant soul in that place that kept him alive, and the jade soaked in his own blood.

She used the remaining Huang Mian jade to carve a jade plaque for the disciples of the Nian Han Sect, which was originally just to give Yanchun a way out.The jade plaques are passed down from generation to generation, and every owner of the jade plaques is a leader of the Nianhan Sect, with a bright future, and maybe he will become the head of the Nianhan Sect in the future.With this jade token, it can be regarded as finding a good backer for Yanchun.

She didn't expect that she would chase Yanchun around here and there, and follow Huang Mianyu's breath to Nianhanzong.Became a little doll, and no memory of the past.He was taken back as an apprentice by the suzerain who was still a disciple at the time, and then he actually got that piece of jade later.

And I have lived in peace all the way until now, Tiandao didn't respond at all, and didn't strike myself to death with a lightning strike in the first time.So for so many years, I have always thought that I am an ordinary disciple of Nian Hanzong.

But it's not. I went against the sky before, and survived through time and space again. Tiandao has not responded for so many years.

And the time is wrong, I sent Yanchun to 200 years before the seal was broken.The day when the tiredness of spring came, should be the very beginning, the day when she went to Yi Anya with chicken soup to find herself - thinking of her junior sister that day, Ning Rong regained consciousness and went to see Fu Xia.

Fu Xia took the handkerchief Ning Rong gave her and wiped the wet corners of her senior sister's eyes, thinking that she had just woken up, so she shed tears physiologically.She looked at her senior sister and looked at herself now, and asked, "What's wrong? Why did you suddenly fall asleep just now?"

Xu Zhaohan put the medicine into the medicine stove and boiled it, and walked over, wondering if it was because he had been crying for a long time, his voice was a little hoarse: "It must be because I have been too tired recently, and I am still worried today. Sister, Take a good rest today."

She was talking, but Ning Rong didn't look at her at all, but just looked at Fu Xia in front of her without blinking.

I kept chewing on two names in my heart.

Tired of spring, Fu Xia.Tired of spring, Fu Xia.Tired of spring, Fu Xia.

Fu Xia looked at the little backer, still a little dull.

She knew too many things today, and the little backer suddenly passed out again. After a day of tossing around like this, her mind is dull.Looking at the little backer now, I only feel that something is wrong with her, but I don't know what is wrong.

So he could only watch the little backer's eyes getting brighter and brighter, and finally got up slightly and hugged himself.Just like he hugged her before, he put his face on his shoulders, rubbed his face against his neck with nostalgia, and whispered his name in his ear.For a while it is tired of spring and for a while it is summer.

Fu Xia became even more sluggish.But according to the response he wanted to get when he rubbed her, he stretched out his hand and stroked Ning Rong's back heavily and slowly from top to bottom.

After a few clicks, I realized.Today, the little backer actually told himself that he was tired of spring.

Before, even if she already knew that she was tired of spring, as long as she mentioned it, she would still call herself senior.At most, it is called Senior Yanchun.This is the first time, she called herself tired of spring.

Fu Xia turned his head to look at Ning Rong.

Ning Rong's eyes were moist, but there was an unstoppable smile on his face: "I hate spring."

Fu Xia looked at the moisture in the little backer's eyes, and responded blankly: "Huh?"

Xu Zhaohan, who had been anxious for a long time, looked at the two people who looked at each other and saw no one else, and felt a little stuffy...

I've been busy for so long, but the senior sister didn't even look at me when she woke up, and the senior sister didn't reply when she talked, and just looked at senior sister Fu Xia!

Senior Sister Fu Xia is also too much. Today, she doesn't care if she doesn't talk to herself, and she doesn't know what she is thinking. Neither of them listens to her.

Xu Zhaohan looked at this and then at that, turned his head angrily and left, stepped out the door and hesitated for a long time, then turned around thoughtfully, and closed the door of the room tightly.

No one cared what Xu Zhaohan did just now.

Now Ning Rong is still sitting on the bed, stretching forward and putting her face on Yanchun's shoulder.Fu Xia sat by the bed, hugging Ning Rong, looking at the little backer who was different from before, feeling a little at a loss.

Ning Rong was still smiling, feeling the healthy body that was only a little cold in his arms, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

She's always lagging behind, and she still is now—so maybe it will take a while for the ecstasy of getting what she wants to sweep over.

Fu Xia was still stroking Ning Rong's body in a comforting gesture.

Ning Rong also imitated her movements, stroking Fu Xia's back slowly from top to bottom.

Start at the back of the neck and work your way down the spine.It's really comfortable, with a bit of numbness that makes people want to sleep.

Fu Xia couldn't help shivering, and asked again: "What's wrong? Are you too tired? Have a good rest?"

Ning Rong put back all the moisture in her eyes, and shook her head slightly: "It's okay, I won't rest."

I still have work to do.

Fu Xia looked at Ning Rong and comforted him: "Without you, things won't be chaotic. You don't need to worry. Don't worry about my affairs. You should take a good rest. If it doesn't work, I'll go."

Ning Rong smiled: "Didn't I tell you to give you soft food? Why do you need to do it?"

Fu Xia couldn't help laughing: "We won't go that way."

Ning Rong didn't say anything, the stroking movement slowly turned into a pat, still going from top to bottom.Her back was facing Fu Xia, so Fu Xia didn't notice that she was looking at the closed door at the door, and began to lose consciousness again.

Years later, the weariness of spring sealed the Warcraft, and the maintenance and repair of that seal was completely dependent on the way of heaven.

In fact, the Dao of Heaven should not be considered the most powerful existence, it is just a kind of order.Warcraft shouldn't exist, so it will be willing to ask Yanchun to seal Warcraft.

Later, I went against the sky—completely violated this order, so I died.

What I did that year must have changed the fate of many people.Or, in that year, I went against the sky and did so many things that are not tolerated by the law of heaven, adding the last straw to the already crumbling order.

So everything is reshuffled.In this change without gunpowder, the Heavenly Dao, who was responsible for maintaining the seal, is gone.

That's why the seal was only more than 200 years ahead of schedule, and now the bone jade has not been fully inherited and grown, and it has already been broken.

But now there are only two things that need to be solved urgently.

One is how to make the bone jade grow quickly, complete the inheritance and destroy the monsters.

——This matter can be taken slowly, and it is not too important.

The most important and urgent thing is to go to Gu Yu for some blood.Really combine my own blood with this body made of Huang Mianyu.

Otherwise, Junior Sister would have been so cold all the time.The soul cannot really stay in the body docilely.

Otherwise, it would be so uncomfortable for the younger sister to be so cold all the time.

Ning Rong prioritized the things to do, and finally decided to find Gu Yu now.

Gu Yu should still be in the Demon Realm now, so I went over now to borrow a little blood, and come back quickly, maybe I can catch up with my junior sister to sleep.

Speaking of which, the current Fu Xia is really a little bit better than the spring-weary temper back then.When Ning Rong thought about why she became like this now, she couldn't help but think of the lifeless and sickly Yanchun she saw, and couldn't help feeling another pain in her heart.

She patted the back of Fu Xia's neck lightly, and whispered to her, "I have to go out for a while."

Reluctantly, Fu Xia picked up the airs of his predecessor: "You should rest, you have passed out. You have to sleep today, you can't go out!"

Ning Rong also coaxed in a low voice: "But I still want to give you soft food, I have to do a very important thing."

"That's not allowed either,"

Fu Xia tried his best to be as fierce as possible, and even changed into a look of disgust for spring: "Senior told you, are you obedient?"

If Ning Rong was yesterday, she would be obedient now.

But today Ning Rong, looking at this face, can only think of her lying on a rocking chair basking in the sun, wearing a tattered padded jacket with a big slit cut by herself, pestering her for candied haws, taking Pointing at a half-dead fish with a kitchen knife and screaming that I don’t want to kill, falling outside on a winter night covered in snow and throwing snow balls into my room, burning a fire and making my face ashen... ...Don't be obedient, Ning Rong is holding back now so as not to let herself laugh at her.

But it's a little uncomfortable to endure it.

She sighed and said helplessly, "Senior..."

Fu Xia looked at Ning Rong intently, and found that Ning Rong's eyes dimmed a little after saying these two words.And then... soon, it strangely changed into a look of uncontrollable laughter.

Fu Xia: "...?"

In the end what happened?

How could the little backer be like this?