Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 19 struck by lightning again
Ning Zhao's eyeballs rolled around twice.

[Ning Zhao, you can ask him for a Tianshan snow lotus, this can alleviate Chu Yu's condition. ]
"I heard that Uncle Master seems to have planted several Tianshan snow lotus plants, which can beep beep beep beep-" Can you give me one.

In the eyes of Venerable Lingyue, his genius nephew Ning Zhao suddenly froze and stopped talking.

"What's wrong? Ah Zhao."

Ning Zhao suppressed the thought of pointing the middle finger at the sky in his heart, and showed a reluctant smile, "When the uncle is free, can you take me to see the snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain."

"I heard that this Tianshan snow lotus is very precious."

At this moment, she didn't silence her. After all, the Tianshan Xuelian finally belonged to the heroine Mo Yiyi. Isn't it normal for the vicious female supporting role to like to grab the heroine's things?

Thinking of the farce just now, Venerable Lingyue raised his eyebrows and showed a kind smile, "When you come out of the sword mound, I will give you a plant."

The world view did not silence Venerable Lingyue. He is a character in the original plot of this world, and the original plot did not mention whether he gave other people Tianshan snow lotus. The world view naturally has no control over this.

Ning Zhao was overjoyed, and naturally he would not reject Venerable Lingyue, "Then I would like to thank Master Uncle."

Venerable Lingyue waved his hand, "Why do you need to be so polite?"

Ning Zhao saluted, and walked out of the Library Pavilion under the eyes of several gray-robed disciples.

It was only a few cups of tea, the sky outside was already overcast with thunder and lightning, and it seemed that it would rain soon.

Ning Zhao sighed, and took out her old friend Frisbee from the storage bag.

Frisbee is better, fireproof, waterproof and anti-electricity.

After another cup of tea, Ning Zhao has already stood on the top of Xiaozhu Peak again.

The sky at this time was more gloomy than before, and purple thunder and lightning could be vaguely seen rolling in the clouds, and with a crackling sound, the sky suddenly fell bean-sized raindrops.

Ning Zhao said badly in his heart, and rushed towards the cabin with the frisbee.

However, it is still a step late...

Boom!

A purple thunderbolt slammed down, and one person and one plate were crumbling in mid-air.

There are still bursts of thunder rolling in the clouds, as if they will fall on Ning Zhao's head anytime and anywhere.

Ning Zhao endured the pain and numbness caused by the thunder and lightning running wildly in his body, and finally dodged and hid in the hut before the second thunder and lightning fell.

The sound of rain was still ringing non-stop, but the sound of thunder gradually became smaller.

Ning Zhao decided to take back what she just said, her little Frisbee doesn't seem to be anti-electric...

Ning Zhao stroked the end of his scorched black hair, and couldn't help yelling: "System! What did I do again, why do you hack me every day?"

"The last time I said that I fly with the sword, the sword is metal to attract lightning, so I was struck by lightning, I admit it!"

"What's the reason again this time, your ceramic plate can conduct electricity?"

The two small green leaves on the dantian trembled twice.

After a long time, the system hesitated to say a word.

[Eh... Ning Zhao, is there a possibility that you are simply unlucky? ]
Ning Zhao: Hahahahaha please don't ginseng the rooster...

[Think on the bright side, although you were struck by lightning, you also gained something. ]
"What did you gain?"

[Harvest... Lightning strike. ]
Ning Zhao's unspoken words were choked in her throat. She endured and endured, and smiled, "Hahaha, you are so humorous."

Xiao Wogua seemed to have noticed the restlessness after Ning Zhao's calm tone, shook two small leaves, and ignored Ning Zhao.

"Tuk tuk..."

There was a rhythmic knock on the door, and Ning Zhao quickly performed a dust-removing formula on himself, stepped forward and opened the door.

Chu Yu stood outside the door, looking much better than in the morning.When he saw Ning Zhao, a trace of astonishment flashed in his calm eyes like an ancient well.

Just as Ning Zhao wanted to ask Chu Yu what he wanted, he heard Chu Yu's slightly hesitant voice coming from in front of him.

"Senior sister, you... what's wrong with you?"

"what?"

Ning Zhao touched his little face, it was still as smooth as before, and looked down at his clothes, there was nothing unusual about them being neat and tidy.

"Senior brother?"

Chu Yu seemed to have just recovered, coughed twice, and smiled at Ning Zhao.

"Senior sister, I want to ask, can I go to Zangshu Pavilion?"

"Maybe... Maybe the ancient books in the Library Pavilion record this strange disease on my body..."

Ning Zhao looked at the cautious and begging young man in front of him, and wondered when someone told Chu Yu not to let him go to Zangshu Pavilion.

"All inner disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect can enter the Cangshu Pavilion, so naturally you are also eligible."

Ning Zhao's gaze was fixed on Chu Yu, and it took her a while before she let out a long sigh.

Chu Yu lowered his eyes, and from Ning Zhao's angle, he could just see his curly eyelashes and his indifferent delicate face.

"Oh, our junior brother is naturally excellent if he can ascend to the immortal gate. Don't always deny yourself, and don't care about what others say."

"You must know that not everyone has a heavenly spiritual root, not everyone can enter the Spirit Sword Sect, and not everyone is an inner sect disciple."

"Be happy, Junior Brother."

The corners of Chu Yu's lips moved, as if hesitating to speak.For some reason, he didn't say the last word, just gave a low hum, and then left in front of Ning Zhao's door without looking back.

Looking at Chu Yu's lonely back, Ning Zhao sighed silently again. He really has a 16-year-old body and a 36-year-old heart.

The cub is not confident at all, and he doesn't have the demeanor of a future villain, what should we do?

Wait, if she remembers correctly, just now Chu Yu was looking at her quietly... seemed to be holding back a laugh?
Ning Zhao sat down in front of the mirror, looked left and right in front of the mirror, and finally found something wrong.

hateful!How did her long black and beautiful smooth hair turn into wool curls?

Take a closer look, there are still a few pieces of black ash on the forehead...

Ning Zhao wanted to laugh seeing himself like this, not to mention Chu Yu seeing himself like this.

……

Early the next morning, Ning Zhao opened the door while humming, and was startled by the person at the door.

She took two steps back, took a breath, and asked doubtfully, "Junior Brother?"

Chu Yu raised her head obediently and hummed.

"Senior Sister, didn't you say...go to Sword Tomb today?"

"Sister, won't you forget?"

Chu Yu pursed her lips, her big and round eyes gleamed with water, looking very pitiful.

Ning Zhao immediately shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, I haven't forgotten."

"I already explained to the head yesterday, let's go to the Sword Tomb."

While talking, Ning Zhao took out the Frisbee from the storage bag, and Chu Yu obediently stepped on it.

"Junior Brother, when we arrive at Jianzhong, you must follow me closely and don't get separated from me."

"If, if there are sword spirits who take the initiative to talk to you, you can try to communicate with them, understand their personalities, and then consider whether to draw your sword."

"The sword mound can only draw one sword at a time, you may encounter illusions or other interference attacks, don't be afraid."

Standing in front of Chu Yu, Ning Zhao babbled a lot without paying attention to Chu Yu's expression behind him.

After not hearing Chu Yu's reply for a long time, Ning Zhao turned to take a look.

There was nothing behind the standing person.

"Senior brother?!"

(End of this chapter)