Douluo's monastic career

Chapter 94

After the three of them came out, they walked on the street, maybe because of the Soul Master Competition, there were not many people on the street.

Qing Ning followed No. [-] timidly, looking extremely unfamiliar, but the girl at the side was always active, asking this and that.

"Are you the president in Lime's mouth? I often hear Lime mentioning you!"

Hearing Mu Jin's words, Qing Ning lowered her head, her eyes lit up, then darkened again, not knowing what she thought of.

The first pays close attention to all this. In the Tiandou Royal Academy where the rich and powerful gather, although Qing Ning's talent is acceptable, but her background is too poor, she will inevitably be discriminated against.

Moreover, No.34 has maximized perception, level [-], which is unimaginable from No.[-]'s point of view. In six years, Lime has only increased by ten levels.

Looking at the timid girl in front of her, how could she still have the cheerfulness and confidence she had six years ago.

The first casually dealt with the topic of hibiscus, bought a lot of snacks by the side of the street, and distributed them to the two of them.

He kept telling Qing Ning stories about the past, his life in the Soul Master Academy, and more about his life in the Austrian Law Academy.

He even revealed that the real purpose of setting up the student union at the beginning was to be lazy, and the relationship between the two gradually grew closer from being unfamiliar.

Mu Jin at the side saw the perfunctory treatment of the first person, and was not angry, but listened curiously to the first story about the past.

"President? Have you met Wang Xiaohu?" Qing Ning was curious.

"Well, I met last year. He graduated last year, went to my house, and now he is studying hard in his own home!"

In recent years, Wang Xiaohu went to No. [-]'s home more than once, saying that he wanted to hang out with No. [-]. The first time he saw that his talent was fair, his perseverance was excellent, and he was loyal, so his avatar secretly guided him to practice for a period of time.

"President, isn't today the Wuhundian team's competition day? Aren't you going to cheer for your teammates?" Qing Ning looked at the No. [-] Wuhundian uniform and asked strangely.

Mu Jin on the side was also gossiping, but he hadn't heard of any discord within the Wuhundian team.

"We've already finished the game, so I'm out for breakfast. They're still watching the game inside." Number One explained.

"The game is over? So fast!" The two were full of surprise.

"Well, you will know in the future." The first one didn't plan to elaborate.

Qing Ning looked at the Wuhun Palace uniform worn by No. [-] next to her, and her inner inferiority complex rose again.

Seeing Lime's appearance, the first sighed secretly!Thinking of the lively and cheerful girl back then, I made up my mind.

"Would you like to see the president dance with my sword? Just like when I was a child!" The first looked at Qing Ning.

The sun shines on the first face, which is indescribably chic.

"Okay!" Qing Ning's eyes lit up when she thought of the beautiful sword dance she had done when she was a child.

Of course, Hibiscus didn't want to miss the chance to watch the excitement.

The first borrowed the changing room of the clothing store next door and changed. After coming out, the two looked bright.

Qing Ning's face was full of excitement, she wore a fiery red gown with gold silk borders, and a bamboo flute slanted behind her waist.

It is exactly the same as the first president's uniform in the Austrian Law Academy, and this is also the battle robe that the first one wears when he crosses the soul fighting field.

"go!"

The three turned left and right to a park, but there was no one there.

The first is to replace the sword with a flute, close your eyes and concentrate, and stand holding the flute.

Qing Ning and Mu Jin stood watching from a distance, especially Qing Ning, with their hands clasped tightly, as if they had returned to the past, full of excitement.

A gust of breeze blew by, and the first opened his eyes suddenly, and started with the Baiyun swordsmanship, the sword moved freely, and the swordsmanship began to unfold one by one.

Every move seems to be like a white cloud coming out of Xiu, extraordinarily elegant and elegant. As time goes by, the first sword technique slowly changes, and it is replaced by the best Liancheng sword technique.
Before realizing one's own martial arts, only the Liancheng swordsmanship can bring out one's sword intent to the extreme.

"Fortune Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang divide the dawn."

While dancing the sword and reciting poems, the sword intent of the first body slowly spread to the surroundings without any reservation, avoiding the hibiscus and covering the lime.

At this time, in Qing Ning's eyes, the first one seemed to be a creator, and the bamboo flute in his hand seemed to be a paintbrush, outlining mountains and rivers and dividing yin and yang.

This is the first new trick that I realized only when the sword intent was about to break through recently. Using the heart to convey the mind and the mind can amplify the perception of others to the greatest extent, and use the sword intent to stir up the other party's emotional fluctuations!
But it is extremely dangerous, if one fails, it will affect the other's xinxing.

The first casual sentence is again:
"You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance."

The momentum of No. [-]'s sword rose sharply, and his whole body was like a rainbow. Every move with an inexplicable charm firmly attracted Qing Ning's mind.

The complicated sword moves are gradually unified, and the sword's momentum is more arrogant, where the meaning is directed, and where the sword goes.

Qing Ning seemed to have fallen into an illusion, and her energy and spirit resonated with the change of the number one's sword.

"The Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day and soars up to [-] miles"

The first lightly tapped his right foot, his body rose from the ground, stagnated in the void, the intention was hidden in the sword, and his moves were extremely fierce.

Qing Ning's heart became high-spirited, and her confident gaze appeared in her eyes again.

Suddenly, the first voice spoke again:

"Autumn is lonely. The autumn wind and night rain hurt Li Suo. Hurt Li Suo. Lao Huai is helpless, tears fall."

The first sword move suddenly became stagnant and scattered, sometimes like a lotus after a shower, sometimes like a banana after the rain, and the sword intent revealed a touch of sadness everywhere.

Qing Ning's mind was aroused, and she couldn't help but immerse herself in the life after she first came to Tiandou Royal Academy.

"You, the daughter of a mere viscount, are worthy of making friends with me?"

"Heh! What's the use of being better than me? My father is the prime minister of the empire. You still want to integrate into our circle? Heh! It's ridiculous!"

"That's right! The daughter of a mere viscount is different from a commoner!"

Scenes that were rejected in the past were guided by the first sword intent, and Qing Ning's eyes were full of fear and sadness.

As the instigator, No. [-] can naturally feel the fear in Qing Ning's heart, and perceive everything about Qing Ning through the sword intent.

A little bit more, the first secret passage.

"Last night the westerly wind withered the green trees. I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world!"

The first sword move became crooked, and I couldn't bear to look directly at it. Even a beginner would never make such a bad sword move.

But the whole body of sword intent became more desolate and bleak, even the number one himself was affected, and the sadness was beyond words.

Qing Ning's eyes were filled with tears, and the suppressed emotion in her heart could no longer be controlled, and the scene that she didn't dare to think about in the past resurfaced uncontrollably in her mind.

I humbly followed behind a group of nobles, learned to deliberately flatter, learned to flatter people, and learned to look at people, but I was still humble, still small, and still being called around by others!
With the further evolution of the first swordsmanship, Qing Ning's heart became heavier, as if there was boundless darkness covering her, a big hand wanted to pull herself into the abyss, and there was no hope in sight.

As if someone whispered in the ear:

Tired, give up!have a good rest!Stop struggling!
Hibiscus beside him could feel the deep sadness emanating from Lime.

Mu Jin frowned deeply, looking at the first crooked sword technique, she just felt that something must have happened that she didn't know about, but she couldn't figure it out, but the verse is still quite nice!
For the first time, a ray of sword intent was released, which condensed in the bottom of his eyes. Seeing the faint black energy radiating from Qing Ning's body, the center of his brows became even thicker.

This is the first time since taking Wangchuan Qiushui dew, after inadvertently using sword intent to bless the eyes, he has actually cultivated a kind of pupil technique.

It's just that the current cultivation base is still shallow, and I can only see some conceptual things, such as demons, evil thoughts, etc., and have not generated any great supernatural powers.

A smile appeared on the corner of the first mouth, and the sadness was swept away.

Ever since I saw Qing Ning for the first time, I found that there was a huge hole in her mind, filled with a lot of negative emotions, and she was in an extremely dangerous situation.

Maybe it only takes one fuse to get out of control. I don't know what will happen at that time, but it will definitely not be a good thing.

Therefore, the first choice is to use extreme means to bring out the dark side of Qing Ning's heart, and great joy and great sorrow are naturally the best solution.

A jug of wine appeared in the first hand, and he slapped away the mud prints. He held the jug high, and the clear wine poured out.

"ton~ton~ton~"

The wine flowed down the fiery red skirt, and a look of bewilderment appeared in Yi's eyes.

"boom!"

Throwing the wine jar, the momentum of the first sword changed again, from sad to passionate again.

"Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning"

The bamboo flute in his hand danced, and after-images were produced while waving, and sword qi streaked across the void, leaving faint traces.

An illusory river condensed with sword intent descended from the sky, rushing all the way into Qing Ning's body with an unstoppable momentum.

Hibiscus next to him stared at this miraculous scene.

I couldn't understand the first move before, but now looking at the method of the first void painting, anyone who is not a fool knows that it is no small matter.

Qing Ning closed her eyes, her expression began to change drastically.

Deep in her mind, Qing Ning was in the dark, gave up resistance, and slowly fell into the abyss.

Suddenly, a big river descended from the sky, crossed the abyss, and lifted her tightly, adding a touch of light to the dark space.

A poem, a sword.

The strength of the wine surged up, as if a drunk was waving the bamboo flute in front of Qing Ning, the sword energy had dissipated, but the sword intent entered Qing Ning's body along the bamboo flute.

Streams of black energy invisible to others were brought out of the body by the first sword intent.

"Poor and strong, the ambition not to fall into the blue sky"

Following the next line of the poem, the wine dissipated in the first glance, and a sword intent gathered on the bamboo flute in his hand.

The emerald green bamboo flute carried a glistening white light, piercing through the void, and lightly touched Qing Ning's eyebrows.

"Snapped!"

With the sound of bubbles breaking, the last trace of black air between Qing Ning's brows was wiped away by the first sword intent!
Qing Ning slowly opened her eyes, as if she was a different person, her eyes were piercing, full of spirituality and confidence, and she felt extremely relaxed all over her body.

Mu Jin looked at Qing Ning in shock, is this really that shy, timid girl who can be manipulated by anyone?
　It was a reminder from a book friend that I remembered the little secretary of Tiandou Royal Academy. There was no such chapter. This chapter has been deleted and deleted many times. I always feel that something is not right. Is there a kind of deliberate feeling, please advise

　　
　
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