"Why did he ask you to come to me?" After saying a few words and speaking more fluently, Chang Ning raised his head and looked indifferently at the person opposite who had the same indifferent expression.

"Do you know who he is?"

Chang Ning did not say a word, biting his lips tightly, and there were blood stains. As a killer, feelings are useless, and they are shackles. If you have more feelings, you will naturally be slower in taking action. If you are slow in taking action, you will die, so feelings are for killers.

Taboo. Linghe doesn't have many emotions, very few at first, but since Mustard Seed was destroyed and he saw his true face, there seems to be a little more in his heart that he didn't have before. It's basically what ordinary people call emotion, and he doesn't have it right now.

How does it affect the speed of her attack, so don't worry about it for now. It's not good to have too many emotions, just like Chang Ning in front of you. Under the pressure of emotions, he can't live or die, so it's better to end it all.

Of course, this was just her own thought. He didn't think so, and neither did Chang Ning. It was really troublesome.

"He asked me to come and see you. I watched you for seven days and seven nights. I can still do business when I go back. But you look like this, you must be torturing yourself."

"Now that I've seen it, if you don't want to kill me, then you can leave. I'm going to sleep."

"I will leave, but I have a few words to tell you before I leave."

Chang Ning didn't answer. She didn't know whether she wanted to hear it or not, but she also knew whether she wanted to hear it or not. This person knew how to speak. Once she spoke, she would naturally be heard.

"Originally, he was coming, but he was injured and lame. Now he can only use a wheelchair. He was afraid that it would be too late, so he asked me to come and take a look first."

Chang Ning's face was expressionless, he was just lame and not dead, so it was worth making a fuss about.

"I've known him not long ago, and I heard that he always sticks to his word, but he broke his promise once in his life, and that time I regretted it for the rest of my life. It seems to be because of you. Looking at you now, I suddenly feel that you are very similar to him.

."

There was a trace of confusion in the dry well-like eyes, and Chang Ning raised his head and looked at Linghe.

"How should I put it? You are torturing yourself here, and he is torturing himself in his heart. The torture is as painful as it is painful."

Chang Ning took a deep breath, twitched his lips, and revealed a sarcastic smile.

"He will come to you and ask you to wait for him. Also, he asked me to bring you a message. He failed you back then and will give you an explanation."

Linghe left without a sound. Changning sat on the bed, motionless. She didn't know when the candle was extinguished. She didn't come back to her senses until the first ray of morning light came from the top of the mountain and shook her eyes. She sat there all night.

, as if he has aged a few more years.

After waiting for a while, the sun was getting higher and there was a hint of heat on the top of the mountain. Chang Ning slowly climbed down from the bed. His legs were numb and he stumbled to the ground. After resting for a long time, he stood up. He walked to the wooden box and remained silent.

After a long while, she opened the wooden box and took out a small mirror from the bottom of the box. This was the first time she had taken this mirror out from the bottom of the box in these years.

Sitting where Ling He had been sitting, the bronze mirror was placed on the wooden table. After a long time, Chang Ning sighed softly, opened the mirror, and finally saw himself in the mirror. That face was a completely unfamiliar one.

His face was withered and lifeless, just like Xirong today, like the weeds on the side of Zushan Mountain. Only the scar was still red, dazzling and ugly.

She put down the mirror, found the most beautiful clothes from the box, put them on, and opened the door. About ten steps to the left was a cliff. It was a thousand feet high. If she fell, she would be shattered to pieces. Chang Ning was standing on the edge of the cliff.

The wind on the top of the mountain was light in the morning, but her body was still shaky.

An apology was unnecessary. After waiting for so many years, what would happen in the end? Moreover, she never wanted to hear him say this apology.

In fact, she should have jumped a long time ago. She has lived as if dead for so many years. She doesn't know what she is waiting for. She is confused and has no idea. Could it be that she is just waiting for an apology from him? Ha, I heard it, even though he didn't say it himself,

I just don't feel like I'm relieved.

Did she jump? No one knows, this place is very remote, no one would come here on weekdays, and she has long been forgotten, except for him who still remembers her.

That day, someone went up the mountain to worship their ancestors. It is said that they met a man carrying a small package on the road. He was as skinny as a stick, his head lowered, and he was stumbling down the mountain.

…

It is a small ferry along the Kunjiang River. However, there are no boats crossing the river. It is just a pier for fishing boats to dock. The pier is empty at this moment, and the fishing boats are all out fishing on the river. It is a day when fish are fat, and there are always people.

When we come to the pier to wait for the fish, it’s a little more lively than usual.

There is a hill to the south of the pier, about 300 steps from the shore. There is a Dragon King Temple on the top of the hill. The incense is not popular, but it has never stopped. It is said that this temple has spirits, and there have been so many floods in the Kunjiang River.

, but this Dragon King Temple has never been washed down by water, so fishermen who go fishing on the river will come here to pay homage before going into the water. During festivals, they will also burn a stick of incense to pray for the Dragon King's blessing.

The hilltop is not high, but the river bank is flat. You can get a clear view from the top of the hilltop, and you can see for dozens of miles to the left and right. It is a good place for viewing.

There is a small tea shed halfway up the mountain. It was opened by Miao Zhu in the temple. Usually there is no one at the stall. He boils water and brews a large vat of tea early in the morning. Miao Zhu goes back to the temple to stay there. Who would have thought

Just scoop the tea yourself. There is a bowl next to the teapot, and next to the bowl there is an empty jar one foot high. This is the place to put money. Drinking tea is not worth a few coins, so you can give it to anyone, or not. Temple blessings are also the same.

There is no hope of making money by providing convenience to people going to and from the temple, otherwise it would not even be worth it.

There are only two tables in the tea shed. They are clean, but a bit older. Usually no one goes up the mountain at this time, and most people burn incense in the morning. However, there are no absolutes in anything, and there are only two people sitting in the tea shed at the moment.

The tea bowls were placed, and there was tea in them, but neither of them drank. They looked at the chessboard on the table.

"Mr. Mu, it's your turn."

"Fellow Taoist Su is impatient?"

"Urgent, not in a hurry."

"Haha, Su Dao is friendly and calm. You are not in a hurry, but I am a little anxious."

"Oh, Mr. Mu, why are you so anxious? I heard that you, a rising star of the Holy Sect, just broke into the Immortal Killing Formation of the Hongchen Palace, and was appreciated by the great elder of the Hongchen Palace. You are willing to marry the eldest disciple of the previous palace master to him. Such a good thing can be said to be

Double happiness is coming, why should Mr. Mu be anxious?" Su Huiqing smiled softly and waited for Mu Xiao to drop another one. Mu Xiaoxia was secretly speechless. This old woman was pressing forward step by step.

Slowly?
Chapter completed!