Datang Secret Shadow Division

"Brother, brother..."

Having not seen each other for a few days, Niu Niu seemed very cordial when she saw Ning Yi at first.

With short legs and arms open, he galloped all the way, like a happy little bird.

"Slow down, slow down."

Ning Yi squatted down, really worried that she would fall halfway.

Niuniu threw herself into Ning Yi's arms, stroking Ning Yi's face with her tender little hands, raised her head, her big eyes were shining, and she occasionally glanced at the magic weapon in Ning Yi's hand.

"Little greedy cat."

Ning Yi stretched out his hand and scratched Niuniu's nose, the little girl acted like a baby and wriggled in Ning Yi's arms.

Like magic, an extra piece of peanut cake appeared in Ning Yi's hand.

The smell of the food made the seductive Niuniu's water flow, she snatched it up, and pressed her little head against Ning Yi's chin for a moment of intimacy.

Not far away, Mrs. Xiang watched quietly.

I don't know what I thought of, tears suddenly welled up in my eyes, I hurriedly turned my head, and wiped them away quietly.

After playing with Niuniu for a while, Ning Yi went to the backyard to find Sangzi.

Today's Sangzi seems to have something on his mind, sitting under a pomegranate tree, the fruit on the branch is red, and it's harvest time.

"Why are you free today?"

Ning Yi took a few glances at Sangzi, sat down on the opposite stone chair, stretched his waist, and showed a relaxed and happy smile on his face.

"Waiting for you."

Sangzi looked at Ning Yi, with a smile like the flowing water of a mountain stream, soaking in people's heart.

"wait for me?"

Ning Yi was stunned for a moment, "You already know."

"I just found out yesterday, I watched Senior Li with Master."

Sangzi wrinkled her nose and said angrily, "You didn't tell me about such a big thing. Besides, it's related to me."

"It's a duel between two men."

Ning Yi looked directly at Sangzi without dodging, "Tell you? Let you be the referee. If he dares to provoke, I will beat him away and subdue him."

"Who are you to me?"

Sangzi was more serious than usual, and asked without hesitation: "Why do you take me as a target for a duel?"

After going through this incident, Ning Yi knew his true heart.

If we retreat today, it will not only be an act of cowardice, but it will also hurt our hometown.

Ning Yi grabbed Sangzi's hand and held it tightly, his eyes were fiery and affectionate, he couldn't express his words when he was about to speak, he said for a long time, "You should understand my heart."

"not understand."

Sangzi's ears were flushed, a mischievous look flashed in her big eyes, and she shook her head quickly.

Ning Yi was angry, anxious, ashamed and annoyed.

For a moment, the blood surged up, and suddenly he grabbed the back of Sangzi's head with his right hand, and kissed her.

Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they are better than countless in the world.

…………

"Yesterday, I told Master that after a while, let him talk to Senior Li, don't blame you for this."

Under the pomegranate tree, Sang Zi leaned on Ning Yi's shoulder, her delicate body was limp, her face was moist and powdery, and her voice was soft and tender.

"Well, you arrange it."

Ning Yi was a little excited, reaping love and knowing each other's feelings made him suddenly feel that this world became real.

People are like duckweed, now they have an anchor.

"Um……"

In the next two days, life was as light as water, but full of affection.

Ning Yi stayed in the maternity hospital, never leaving the gate, and became a complete homeboy.

Learn about "fetal transformation and change shape", and practice "fetal breath technique" to enhance the strength of the physical body.

The 'Spiritual Rhinoceros Sword Style' is close to completion, and the 'Xuanyin Thunder Escape Technique' has just started. It has reached the eighth level of Qi training and is beginning to climb to the ninth level.

Every day, Ning Yi's strength is increasing, and the speed of becoming stronger is extremely fast.

On this day, Jian Shiliu, who has been unable to retreat for a long time, came to visit.

It has been half a month since the last time we left at the gate of the city.

Seeing Jian Shiliu again, Ning Yi found that his aura was restrained, not revealing the slightest bit, and the sharp sword intent faintly emanating from his body in the past had disappeared.

"Brother Sixteen's retreat this time seems to have gained a lot."

Although Ning Yi is not very proficient in kendo, he still has some vision, knowing that this is a sign of Shen Yun's introversion, and it also indicates that Jian Shiliu is on the way of kendo, and he will go up to a higher level.

"The harvest is not to mention."

Jian Shiliu smiled freely, picked up the wine bowl, touched it, drank it in one go, and said, "It's just that I have figured out some things and understood some truths. Tonight at xu o'clock, I will challenge Huang Tu. The letter of war has been sent. Ning Brother, I would like to go and have a look."

"We must go."

Ning Yi filled the sword with Shiliu, held it up, and said in a deep voice: "With this wine, I wish Brother Shiliu will kill that barbarian Huangtu under the sword."

The moonlight is like water, and the sky is full of stars.

In front of the guest house, there was a crowd of people, and the challenge intensified, which has affected the hearts of the entire Chang'an people.

Every time you fail, the sense of shame, anger, and loss will be like a sword scratching your heart, resulting in a lot of confusion and panic, but every time you challenge, you can't help but come forward, hoping that the success will come, and the younger generation of Datang's tide-makers will defeat Huangtu, and they will be ashamed.

Hope is a very torturous thing.

Princess Qingyuan also suffered from it.

The tall building opposite the guest house, this excellent viewing platform has been reserved by her since the challenge ring was built.The more times you come, the more times you meet people.

Gradually, some lace news spread.

For example, Princess Qingyuan said that whoever can defeat Huangtu will marry him.

After hearing this, Qingyuan laughed it off.

If the princess's reputation can arouse the blood and courage of the people of the Tang Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty will be as sweet as death. Recalling the side hall eavesdropping on the Great Court Meeting, the officials were arguing endlessly over the annual tribute, but no one raised the whole country's strength. Continue to resist the wolf invasion.The prosperity of the millennium has worn away the blood and courage of the people of Tang Dynasty, especially in the court.

Every time the royal father went down to court and returned to the harem, he was so angry that he threw things...

"Mother Ning, do you think you can win this time?"

Princess Qingyuan sighed softly, her eyes fell on the gazebo next to the arena, Jian Shiliu was dressed in white, sitting cross-legged, closing her eyes to rest her mind, like an epee without a front.

"Sixteen Sword, the leader of Qingyun Sword Sect's younger generation."

Nanny Ning looked at Princess Qingyuan with pity, and said softly: "I heard that he learned a little bit of skills from Asking Immortal under his tutelage, maybe he will be pleasantly surprised."

"Ask the sword fairy, I have read the sword scriptures written by him."

Qingyuan's eyes showed memories, and he said softly: "There is a sentence that impressed me deeply. He said that people in the world have no way, because they believe and practice, they have it."

"A very interesting sentence."

Nurse Ning lowered her head for a moment, feeling that there seemed to be many truths hidden in this simple sentence.The more you taste, the longer the aftertaste.

Jian Shiliu got up, nodded slightly at Ning Yi, walked slowly through the crowd, and climbed onto the ring step by step.

Solemn, calm, unrestrained and revealing determination and perseverance.

This atmosphere infected the onlookers, the noisy voices gradually subsided, and the huge square became silent.Jian Shiliu stood on the ring, his aura gradually connected with the audience.

Vaguely, Ning Yi seemed to see that the breath of the audience and Jian Shiliu blended together.

Tens of thousands of people, integrated into one.

Gradually refined into a sword, the sixteenth sword is the front.