Chapter 1203: Fallen descendants conquer Feng Shui master 33
"Grandpa has won the prize."
"Senior Ning has won the award."
Shu Ange and Zong Yujing spoke at the same time, and the two looked at each other and smiled, with a tacit understanding. Although the conversation with them was only a wisp of Ning Wuji's consciousness, the two of them were still very respectful.
"This is a secret realm that I have created, planted with all kinds of precious spiritual grass. In the small building not far away, there are cultivation methods that I have collected over the years, as well as my own cultivation experience. These are all up to you and the two of you. When dealing with it, don’t forget your original intention, and don’t be fooled by demons.”
"Thank you, Grandpa, we must remember your teachings."
After Ning Wuji explained the inheritance he had left behind, he glanced at the two of them with satisfaction, and nodded slightly towards them: "Stretch out your right hand."
Shu Ange and Zong Yujing took a step forward and stretched out their right hands. After Ning Wuji took the palms of the two of them, they taught them how to open the secret realm. two people.
After the inheritance was completed, Ning Wuji's spirit in the secret realm disappeared.
Shu Ange and Zong Yujing bowed in the air, then looked at each other and smiled.
"What test did you go through?"
Shu Ange took the initiative to ask, she was a little curious if Zong Yujing had become an ordinary person like her.
"I became a woodcutter who went up the mountain to chop firewood, and I passed the test after saving innocent villagers from the wolves at the risk of sacrificing my life."
"Hey, you really turned into a mortal. I'm similar to you, but I was snatched to the palace by King Liang after I rescued a child who was almost trampled to death by a fierce horse galloping on the street."
"You were robbed of the palace?"
Zong Yujing frowned, showing a worried look.
Shu Ange tilted his head and smiled, stared into his eyes and said, "Are you worried about me? Compared to fighting wolves with bare hands, the test I have been through is already easy."
Maybe it was because he was used to Zong Yujing's eyes covered with brocade belts. Every time he met his black and white eyes that were like clear springs, Shu Ange would feel a shock in his heart.
Zong Yujing suddenly took a step towards Shu Ange, put his hand around her waist, and raised his hand to caress her cheek, her eyes were as gentle as water, and she couldn't help but be immersed in it.
"The target character's favorability rating is +12, and the current favorability rating is 86."
After the two looked at each other for a long time, Zong Yujing lowered his head and gently kissed Shu Ange's eyebrows.
She had kissed the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, as tender and affectionate as he was.
"I am worried about you."
Zong Yujing hugged Shu Ange tightly and asked her to put her face on her chest: "I can sacrifice myself to make the world a better place, but I can't stand you being hurt in the slightest."
His words were more touching than eachother, the singer Shu An wrapped around Zong Yujing's waist, looked up into his eyes and said, "Your thoughts are also mine, and I can sacrifice everything for you, as long as you can take care of yourself. of."
Zong Yujing lowered his head and gently kissed Shu Ange's long eyelashes, and then asked earnestly, "When did you... like me?"
For Zong Yujing, who has never been in contact with love, it is obviously difficult to ask this sentence.
But he really wanted to know, when did Shu Ange secretly promise him, after she saw his eyes for the first time and couldn't help kissing him?
"Because of fate, the moment I met you, you were different. Your voice, your movements, and the expression on your face when you healed me, all impressed me deeply."
Shu Ange's smile was like a spring breeze passing over the snow-capped mountains. Zong Yujing hugged her close to her and gently rubbed her earlobe with his fingers, suddenly realizing that everything was no longer important.
As long as she's in his arms, as long as they're together, it doesn't matter if there are all kinds of difficulties.
Thinking of Zong Yujing's previous words, Shu Ange suddenly squeezed his fist and hammered him in the chest.
"You can't sacrifice yourself to protect me. You have to be good, so I can be good. I want to protect your heart, just as you want to protect mine."
Zong Yujing hummed, hugged Shu Ange and patted her back gently.
The two fell in love with each other for a long time, and went to the small building together to sort out the various cultivation methods left by Senior Ning.
Unknowingly, half a month passed, Shu Ange and Zong Yujing decided to leave the place of inheritance and go to Yuqing Gate to hand over the inheritance left by the ancestors to the cultivators who were injured in the battle between good and evil.
After Shu Ange and Zong Yujing left the place of inheritance, before they could gain a firm foothold, they saw black smoke billowing from the top of the mountain, and strange cries of Jie Jie sounded from the rolling black clouds.
The grieved soul, who lacked arms and legs and had an ugly face, struggled and wailed in the dark clouds, and gusts of wind gusted up the mountain of resentment.
"You guys are finally out! Ning Haoxue, hand over the inheritance that Ning Wuji left behind!"
Two red blood shadows shot out from the black cloud at high speed. Zong Yujing hugged Shu Ange's waist and quickly avoided it.
After one blow, the opponent still didn't give up, a three-headed hellhound jumped out of the black cloud like an arrow from a string, and rushed towards Shu Ange and Zong Yujing with a **** mouth.
Zong Yujing protected Shu Ange behind him and hurriedly set up a formation to protect her.
"Yu Jing, be careful!"
Shu Ange was in the barrier, with a worried look on his face, staring at Zong Yujing who was fighting the three hellhounds, for fear that he would be hurt.
This **** dog has a hideous and ugly face. If you look closely, it is not changed by dogs, but made up of various animals. The different organs are mixed together, which makes people look sick.
Who is hiding in the black cloud? Shu Ange frowned, staring at the depths of the cloud.
When Zong Yujing was fighting the hellhound, a huge face suddenly appeared in the dark cloud, Shu Ange looked at his somewhat familiar face, and shouted sharply: "Ning Zhanli, you have judged your master and betrayed your ancestors. And there are faces in front of people."
After being called by Shu Ange, Ning Zhanli smiled and jumped out of the black cloud, holding a rare magic weapon trident, and stabbed Shu Ange's chest.
"The stinky girl who has no elders, why don't you call me uncle."
Ning Zhanli shamelessly asked Shu Ange to call him uncle, she pulled out the Yuqing sword with a cold face, and her body was burning with raging flames, majestic like a goddess of war.
"Nie Obstruction! Today, I want to do justice for the sky and get rid of you scum for the teacher's sect!"
Ning Zhanli was able to gather so many grievances and grievances. Over the years, his hands must have been stained with many innocent blood. Shu Ange drew his sword in anger, putting his life and death aside.
"Haha, if you want to fight me, you are still a little tender."
Ning Zhanli laughed wildly, breaking the barrier set by Zong Yujing like a broken bamboo.
Zong Yujing's heart jumped, and he flew towards Shu Ange. The mourners and the bald-headed cultivator with a string of skulls and big waists on their heads suddenly stopped in front of him.
"Good boy, we meet again. I won't be merciful this time."