The little junior sister was born rebellious, and the whole sect was led away

Chapter 33 A glimpse

"Well, it hurts."

Ning Ning held her stinging head and sat up exhausted. Her blurry vision gradually became clear, and a small building in a sea of ​​flowers that looked like a fairyland came into view.

My head was in a mess, and for a while I couldn't figure out the current situation.

She sat blankly for a long time.

Suddenly, the memory of the crashing wreckage emerged, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to block it. The gentle light shone on her eyes. Like a frightened bird, she carefully lowered her arms.

Seeing that her skin was still white under the blood-stained clothes, she stroked the intact skin under the broken clothes and glanced around with doubtful eyes.

Some flowers are exceptionally full, and some bend down heavily, as if they are bearing an unbearable weight.

She moved over gently, looked inside, and met the flower spirit in the flower. When she was stunned, the flower spirit wrapped its petals tightly in fear, and the blooming flower seemed to be a budding flower.

Seeing Hua Ling's timid appearance, she smiled at the corners of her brows and slowly moved out, "Sorry, I scared you."

The next second, the flowers bloom quietly.

The flower spirit held a cup wrapped in leaves, approached slowly, tentatively put it into her open palm, and suddenly hid it in the flower, clinging to the delicate petals and looking at her closely.

Seeing that she didn't move, Hua Ling boldly stood up and made a gesture of drinking water.

Ning Ning drank the crystal clear "water" in the cup, and the sweet nectar slid down her esophagus into her stomach. A warm spiritual energy traveled through her internal organs, and she "hummed" in comfort.

Wanting to understand what was going on, she smiled tenderly at the flower spirit in the flower, "Did you help heal the injury?" Seeing the flower spirit sticking out its head, the gentle light on its body was stained with a thin layer of red, she said lightly with eyebrows: " Thanks."

The flower spirit shyly wrapped its petals tightly, its half-exposed eyes firmly glued to Ning Ning.

"Sister Zhong?" She glanced at Zhong Luo from the corner of her eye. Ning Ning stepped forward worriedly, half dragging and half hugging Zhong Luo into the bamboo house.

The clean and tidy bed was covered with a layer of tiger fur felt, which looked soft and warm. Zhong Luo's hair lying on it was scattered, giving her a frail beauty.

Ning Ning held the nectar in the cup, which was placed in front of the door by the flower spirit with joy. From a distance, she could smell the fragrant fragrance of the flowers and an indescribable smell.

She half hugged Zhong Luo, fed Zhong Luo into her mouth in small bites, wiped away the nectar that flowed into her clothes, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

I don’t know where this place is, I don’t know how to get out, and I don’t know how Shaojiu and the others are doing?

"Cough cough."

Zhong Luo woke up faintly, her dim eyes turned, and she closed her eyes bitterly. A gentle question came to her ears: "Sister Zhong, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you okay?" Zhong Luo clutched Ning Ning's wrist and asked anxiously. She couldn't forget the burning sensation of blood dripping on her face, she couldn't forget the painful cry in her ears, let alone...

Ning Ning held Zhong Luo's hand that was groping her face and shook her head. Seeing that she still couldn't see, she quickly said: "Sister Zhong, I'm fine, it's just..."

only?

Zhong Luo said gently: "But it doesn't matter."

"When my sister was still awake, I used my spiritual sense to investigate. Ten miles away there was a white mist, which my spiritual sense could not penetrate." Ning Ning pouted dejectedly, "If I were more diligent in my cultivation, I wouldn't be able to penetrate it." We can definitely find out what’s going on here.”

White mist?Zhong Luo's thoughts moved slightly and she asked impatiently: "Is there a sea of ​​flowers and a bamboo house?"

"There is a sea of ​​flowers outside the house, and we are in a bamboo house." Ning Ning smelled the smell of "melon", blinked, and said in an insinuating way: "Sister Zhong, do you know this place?"

"This is the world that was opened for the little flower elves by Lord Jiyu, the general under the throne of Xuan You, thousands of years ago. It is rich in spiritual energy and is most suitable for the growth of flower elves."

Zhong Luo seemed to be lost in memories, with a trace of sadness on her beautiful face.

"Ten thousand years ago, for unknown reasons, the God Xuanyou became a public enemy in the three realms. The Lord Jiyu delayed his return to the God Realm due to the little flower spirit, causing the God Xuanyou to be isolated and helpless, and ended up with his soul dissipated."

"However, the little flower essence unexpectedly learned that someone was threatening the life of the little flower essence when Shen Jiyu delayed his return to the divine world." Zhong Luo burst into tears, "the little flower essence was unwilling to accept this matter, so she suffered in private, just to find Xuan. The God of Worry warmed and nourished him with a ray of his remaining soul. Thousands of years later, the little flower essence could not be found and was unwilling to give up. When his life was dying, he was saved again by Lord Jiyu who had deprived him of his godhead. However, the lamp was exhausted and the body was still alive. It only adds to the suffering."

Ning Ning didn't expose the loopholes in Zhong Luo's words. How could she know the details if she didn't experience it personally?

Come to think of it, the little flower essence in Zhong Luo's mouth is herself, so... Shenjun Jiyu is the lord of the dark realm?

Tsk, together with the gods, they enter the mortal world one after another, just to worry about the gods?
Unexpected!

Xuanyoushangshangshangshangshangshen had such a charming personality that even though she had been dead for thousands of years, so many people still miss her.

Ning Ning pulled out the hair on the felt without interest, and suddenly looked into Zhong Luo's beautiful empty eyes. She straightened her back and said with a smile: "Sister Zhong, time has passed, who still remembers that there is a person like Xuanyou in the God Realm?" ? Sister, being like this only adds to your worries."

"The little flower essence in the story can't be let go, and it can't be asked for, so what did it get in exchange?" Ning Ning said sharply: "He is about to die soon, his lover is heartbroken, and he has indelible regrets."

"No, I deserve it." Zhong Luo's emotions were ups and downs. She made a mistake and bit her lower lip in annoyance. Dark red blood seeped out. The flower spirit outside the room was attracted and couldn't help but come to the bed and cover Zhong Luo tenderly. Cold hands.

Zhong Luo shrank and tried to pull away her hand.

Ning Ning couldn't help but put the flower spirit into her palm and warned: "Sister Zhong, the flower spirit is delicate, so hold it tightly and don't drop it."

Hearing this, Zhong Luo gathered a divine power on her fingertips and carefully fed it to the flower spirit. The small ball of flower spirit happily absorbed the divine power and rubbed Zhong Luo's palm with satisfaction.

The admiration is evident.

Zhong Luo held the flower spirit in her hands, put it against her face, and curled her mouth in pleasure.

Seeing this, Ning Ning thought of Shaojiu in the fantasy world, but Zhong Luo was implicated in it, and she has been haunted and sad for thousands of years.How did he, who had his heart set on the God of Xuanyou, survive the ten thousand years of loneliness?What kind of obsession has supported him until now?

Ning Ning didn't want to think deeply, but she somewhat understood.

However, she knows clearly that she will never become anyone's substitute, not even Shaojiu.

If Zhong Luo could see her, she would be able to catch a glimpse of her grace, no less beautiful than Xuanyou back then.

[Master, Xiaoyou...Xiaoyou sinned so much that he almost killed his master. Xiaoyou returned his spiritual power to his master. 】

Ning Ning couldn't be happy when she saw the Nether Pearl break free from the temptation of the Nether Flower. Powerful divine power surged out of the sea of ​​consciousness, wandering around her limbs and bones, expanding her spiritual veins.

Ning Ning was so paralyzed that she felt as if she was dead, and she clenched her clothes tightly. Dark patterns spread all over her body, torturing her.

"What happened?" Hearing the noise, Zhong Luo touched Ning Ning in a panic, put her fingertips on her wrist, and the divine power in her memory bounced her away, she shouted in a panic: "Stop, you can inject again Divine power, she will die.”

(End of this chapter)