"Follow me."

Qin Keqing's pretty face is so evil, so don't be close to anyone who is strangers.

Ningxia seemed to be rushing to school and playing King of Fighters in the game console room and was caught by a primary school student who was caught by his parents, following Qin Keqing with a frustrated look on his face.

A large number of soldiers blocked the passage. Qin Keqing frowned slightly, waved his bare hands, rolled his wide robe, and dozens of soldiers and horses were rolled away.

The blocked alley suddenly became unobstructed.

"This, this is too cool..."

Yao Shan, Su Xinghe and others were so envious that their eyes were about to fall off. Who wouldn't want such a guide to coach?

If Ningxia knew that they thought so, she would definitely shout out loud, "Whoever wants to take it away."

"What kind of system, what kind of system."

Xia Huosong was so angry that his beard shook.

He had already communicated with Vice Provost Yan with his divine sense. After finding out who the sacred person in front of him was, his heart was already weak and he thought to himself, "Li Chun died unjustly."

Ningxia followed Qin Keqing's butt and returned to Shenyi Academy.

When he walked to the Green Bo Pavilion by the Shrimp West Lake, Qin Keqing finally stopped and said to Ningxia, "This world is darker than you think. Don't think that you have experienced the darkest moment of life today.

The fears and disasters in the future will spread to you on the road of cultivation, and it is impossible for someone to open a little light for you forever."

Ningxia is in a heavy mood and can't let go of Miss Cao's death.

"Teacher, Miss Cao died tragically, the surname Chen..."

"That's the matter of the Cao family. If you are willing to get involved, that's also your business. I advise you that when you are a candlelight, don't always think about illuminating others. It may not be able to illuminate much, but will help others burn their bodies."

After Qin Keqing scolded him, he drove Ningxia away. Looking at his back as he walked away, he couldn't help but nodded slightly, "I'm a little tender, my foundation is really good. The elder brother's vision is not bad, but he still needs to polish it well. Become a dragon or a snake, and you can get through the barrier of life and death first."

Ningxia returned to the dormitory and closed the door tightly. He lay on the bed, and his mind was filled with scenes of Miss Cao before his death.

He wanted to do something, but found that he could not do anything.

Morality may not be in the hands of the strong, but if it is not a strong person, it will definitely not be able to exercise morality.

As soon as he thought of this, Ningxia turned over and jumped up, took out the spiritual enlightenment pill from the space of the sea of ​​consciousness to start refining.

More than ten days passed in a flash. When Ningxia refined the 23rd Spirit-Induction Pill, the spiritual power penetrated the Tianquan Orifice.

He continued to refine and refine all the remaining seventeen spirit-inducing pills. The spiritual power of Tianquan Jie was also filled with, and he reached the third level of Qi training.

In other words, he achieved the early stage of Qi training, and then he reached the middle stage of Qi training.

The middle cultivation barrier is not easy to cross.

Ningxia has no resources in his hands. He has been practicing the Vajra pattern and Lingxu finger for the rest of his time. These are his current spear and shield, and he dare not relax at all.

Of course, no matter how bad Ningxia was in a bad mood, she did not forget to say goodbye to Liu Chaoyuan.

He brought many gifts to Liu Chaoyuan and asked Yao Shan to help contact the caravan heading to Donghua, asking Liu Chaoyuan to follow the caravan.

On the morning of that day, Qin Keqing came to inform Ningxia that he would set off with the large army to go to Liangwang Mountain tomorrow.

At noon, Ningxia had a good meal in the cafeteria, but almost all the copper coins were smashed out.

Then, he returned to the dormitory and saw many people wearing grass rings woven by star and moon grass along the way.

After a little inquiry, I realized that today is the Cold Moon Festival. Cold Moon is the homonym of "calling an appointment" and is the date (it's so far-fetched).

As for what the meaning of the grass ring is, Ningxia is not interested in studying it.

After returning to the dormitory, he silently recited the Bingqing Jue several times, and he fell asleep.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, the timer at the head of the bed rang out on time. Ningxia turned over and changed into a set of black clothes that had been prepared early. She also had a black facial scarf in the spiritual space.

Of course, he is dressed as a night walker, not idle.

Although more than ten days have passed, Ningxia is unable to calm down. Miss Cao, who fell in a pool of blood, often appears in his dreams.

He plans to settle the new and old accounts tonight.

Ningxia just opened the door and was walking quickly towards this side. When she looked closely, it was Su Bingyun.

She was wearing a wide green robe, which didn't fit. She was carrying a box in her left hand and a grass ring of starry and moon grass on her right hand.

He shook the grass ring on his hand from afar and "Watch the moon together."

Ningxia looked up and it was dark in the sky, and there was no moon.

"There is no moon in the sky, and there is a moon in your heart. You may not have promised any female classmate, you have to rush over now."

Su Bingyun smiled with a bright melon-shaped face, as if the spring breeze blew across the green water.

Ningxia looked down on her face, "I can't enjoy the moon today, there will be another day, there will be another day."

Su Bingyun said, "Half a cup of tea will not delay you for long."

After all this, Ningxia can only let Chen Shanhe live half a cup of tea.

In front of the Ningxia dormitory, there is no landscape, only a small martial arts training ground. The martial arts training ground is sunken as a whole, with seven or eight steps on all sides.

Su Bingyun sat on the stairs, and Ningxia could only sit next to him.

"Look, the heavens are beautiful, not only have the moon in their hearts, but also the moon in the sky."

Su Bingyun pointed to the sky, and there was indeed a slight moon coming out, which made him barely reveal his face.

"The old friend did not see the moon in this time, but the moon once shone on the ancients..."

Ningxia couldn't help but think of her previous life.

"Good sentence."

Su Bingyun praised her and suddenly started to cough violently.

Ningxia couldn't help but pat her on the back, and her nose moved slightly, and a strong smell of blood came.

"You're bleeding?"

Su Bingyun refused to answer, "I'll give you a gift on the Cold Moon Festival."

She carried the wooden box beside her over and put it in front of Ningxia.

Ningxia opened the wooden box and almost fell out. The head was placed in the wooden box. Looking closely, it was Chen Shanhe.

His face was ferocious and lifelike.

"I can't find the white ash, so I can keep it for a long time if I get salted."

Su Bingyun said that the wind was light and the clouds were light.

Ningxia couldn't help but feel creepy. They were all monsters, one killing people like numb, and the other cuts his head to watch the moon.

"No, you're injured."

The heavy salted head has no smell, and the smell of blood can only come from Su Bingyun.

"Don't move, your head is heavy."

Su Bingyun tilted his head and leaned on Ningxia's shoulder, feeling sweet in his heart.

Ningxia doesn't move, "How did you do it?"

Su Bingyun said, "This guy has been healthy, but he is terrified. It took me seven days to put the bait and fish today."

Su Bingyun said it simply, but Ningxia could imagine how sabers she had experienced.

No matter how arrogant the surname Chen is, after the last incident, it is impossible for him to be careless. There must be strong guards.

"Where is the injury? Let me see."

Ningxia was grateful and reached out to take off Su Bingyun's clothes, but she felt it was not suitable and gently patted her shoulder.

Su Bingyun hummed twice, "Don't stop, it's comfortable."

Ningxia had no choice but to pat it gently, and soon Su Bingyun disappeared.

Ningxia thought she had fallen asleep, but suddenly found that she had no movement. She was shocked and reached out to count behind Su Bingyun to protect her heart. She hurriedly carried the person into the dormitory and untied her outer robe. The blood was soaked in the silk shirt.

Ningxia hurriedly took out the Zhenyuan ointment. This was Su Bingyun's healing medicine that was rubbing against him. He divided one-third of it and sent it into Su Bingyun's mouth.

Soon, Su Bingyun's breathing gradually calmed down.

Ningxia felt relieved, raised Chen Shanhe's head, and ran out of Shenyi Academy overnight.

When he came to Runan, he visited the Cao family and still remembered the road.

When I rushed all the way to the Cao family, it was already late at night.

The originally noisy mansion became lifeless, with white banners hanging everywhere. Ningxia jumped to a high place and saw coffins parked in the yard.

Although he did not deliberately inquire about how the Cao family acted after Miss Cao's death, he also heard Yao Shan inform him of some news.

The death of the yamen general Miss Cao was attributed to the acts of the passing bandits.

The Cao family has their own eyes and ears, and they know the truth, and they have reported the truth continuously, but there is no effect. Instead, Mr. Cao was impeached and dismissed from office.

Although the Cao family ended up like this, although it had nothing to do with Ningxia, as long as there was a heart-wrenching person, they would be filled with righteous indignation, let alone Ningxia.
To be continued...