The wind soul didn’t know that Wang Miao had been spared here, and he strolled around Xu Feiqiong Stone Statue at will, and Hui Hong talked about the past with some regrets in his heart.

Hui Hong finally smiled.
Suddenly, a crisp and sweet bird chirped outside.
Yin Niang is still listening to the wind soul, but she is happy. "Is it actually my apprentice?"
He hurried to the outside, and sure enough, a colorful phoenix was flying. There was a girl with broken legs sitting on her face. The girl looked a little like Ling Ning, and she looked much older, so she was much more delicate, charming and beautiful.
The wind soul is wondering that the girl has flown from Cailuan into his arms and cried, "Master, Master …"
The wind soul was convinced that she was Ling Ning, who couldn’t help but feel funny in her heart. After more than 300 years, this girl was still so fond of crying and listening to her cry, and her heart was also pity and pity. So she held her in her arms. The comfort was that Ling Ning was no longer the immature girl. Although she lost her legs, her charming body was bumpy and held in her arms. A little friction turned out to be extremely hot.
Cailuan fell to the wind, and the soul quickly put Ling Ning in Cailuan and wiped away the tears for her. "Why are people in their 300 s still crying as soon as they meet?"
Yin Niang and Hui Hong also came out. Yin Niang opened her eyes and looked at it and hugged her master. The girl cried and cried and saw her knees swinging. "She must be my second senior sister."
Ling Ning’s face turned red. "I’m not more than 300 years old."
The wind soul looked at her carefully, but she saw that the crying girl was several years older than before, but it really didn’t look like she had lived for more than 300 years. Although it was normal for immortals, especially immortals like Ling Ning, to stay young forever, that innocence could not be guaranteed like this.
Ling Ning said in a low voice with tears, "My disciples have been thinking about Master and the teacher’s sister, and my dad has been upset all day so that I can live in Penglai Mountain near Guihui, and come here every night to see if Master and the teacher’s sister have come out."
Hui Hong, the spirit of the wind, has smiled and explained to Ling Ning that "Penglai was the place where three immortals lived in ancient times, and it was also the place where immortals lived before the fairy demon war. At that time, there were five immortals, two of which were dragged into the Guihui market in the demon race battle, and now only three immortals with special identities, Penglai, Yingzhou and Abbot, can live in it"
So what? The wind soul still doesn’t understand
"The floating people in Penglai Mountain are different," Hui Hongdao said. "One person in the mountain is a year, and the princess spends time in Penglai from time to time. Naturally, it cannot be calculated by people."
The wind soul just woke up and looked at the spirit and laughed. "It’s been more than three hundred years for you for a few years."
Ling Ning said with tears, "Master, you bully people."
"Hey, how can I bully you?"
Ling Ning grasped his sleeve tightly with his hands and cried, "These days, I think that Master and the teacher elder sister are suffering in that lake every day, and I wish I could go inside to accompany you. In recent years, I have made my disciples miss it hard. If I really have to wait for more than 300 years, then I might as well die like a wonderful fairy."
The wind soul saw that her eyes were red, and it was like crying every day. It was even more distressing to hold her in her arms and coax her for a while before introducing her to Yin Niang.
Yin Niang bowed down to Ling Ning, causing Ling Ning to panic at one time, wiping her tears and dressing her clothes. The wind soul really wants to laugh at Ling Ning’s body now. Many people will bow down and salute when they see her. Although I just saw Master, I couldn’t help myself, I soon gathered my sadness and returned the favor to Yin Niang.
"You see, you are a teacher elder sister, and you are still so fond of crying that you are not afraid to let Younger be embarrassed." He deliberately made fun of Ling Ning.
Ling Ning Qiao’s face is reddish, and she feels a little uncomfortable. Seeing her graceful and free from vulgarity, she almost wants to take her back to her arms and comfort her.
Hui Hong took some fairy fruit for everyone to sit on the grass and chat. Ling Ning Yin Niang sat side by side and talked to each other. It was a little restrained, but after all, she was a teacher and sister who was sick since childhood and disabled since childhood. Although she was not good at talking, she actually liked people to talk. Before seeing Ling Ning, Yin Niang knew that she was not only a fairy but also a princess. She was worried about being difficult to get along with, but she didn’t expect that this second teacher and sister was more ignorant than herself. She said that some people were busy with lanterns, so she was relieved.
The wind soul is also very pleased to see the rise of this spirit condensate and Yin Niang. He got up and walked to the cliff to look at Yichun Peak in the distance and was silent for a while.
Hui Hong went up behind him and asked, "Aren’t you going to the tomb of Miao Miao Xian?"
Wind soul looked back at Yin Niang and said, "But she …"
Hui Hong sighed with a sigh, "That is the real wonderful idea buried next to Huang Tingguan. Nie Yinniang is Nie Yinniang."
The wind soul looked at Yichun peak again and murmured, "I know …"
Do you really know? Hui Hong didn’t speak again.
In the end, the wind soul still didn’t go to Huangtingguan in Yichun Peak, which is the central contradiction that even he himself can’t tell clearly. It seems that Wang Miao wants to live by his side in some wonderful way before he gets there, and once he sees her tomb with his own eyes, she will die bloody again.
I know that I shouldn’t mix the hidden mother and Wang Miaoxiang’s figure, but the hope in my heart is still burning there bit by bit
It’s getting late, and the wind spirit is going to take Yinniang back to Lingning, but it’s hard to part with him by pulling his sleeve.
Seeing her appearance, the wind soul thought, "She hasn’t changed a lot over the years. Before I left, she would come and cry first. Other things will be said after crying. Now, after all, she has grown up a lot, not as childish as when she was a child, but she is also much more mature and stable. Her body, especially her body … If she wants to go again, don’t spray nosebleeds in front of them."
He looked at Ling Ning’s novel and said, "Why don’t you come with us?"
So he can find a chance to study this girl and see how mature she is …
Ling Ning immediately smiled and was about to promise.
Hui Hong, on the other hand, smiled and advised, "She is now a princess in the north. If she is desperate to go to a busy city, it will cause trouble to many people."
At this time, the Arctic sky has been divided into two parts: Zhongtian, Xuantian Ziwei Emperor and Lingning’s father, Marshal Zhenwu, Cheng Xuan. Every day, he is honored as the Northern Xuantian Zhenwu Emperor, the Oriental Taiyi Buddha who saved the suffering, the Western Taiji Emperor, and the Southern Antarctic Immortal Emperor, Jiuling, Haotian Golden Mother. Together, they become the six Buddha statues that are second only to the Heaven Emperor, that is, the "six emperors".
When the wind soul saw the clouds and flags in the sky, she knew that they were all sent by the Emperor Xuantian Zhenwu to protect Ling Ning. When Ling Ning came to Cangwu Mountain, her father was nervous. If she went to the world, wouldn’t it be over? Naifeng’s soul persuaded Ling Ning and told her that she would find her soon.
Ling Ning always finds a way to take a mirror out of her arms with a face of injustice. "Then, Master, you can take the mirror of Yin and Yang with you in case there is any danger."
Yin-yang mirror? The wind soul looked at the golden light and the cold mirror. "Did you get it back?"
Ling Ning nodded, "Dad helped me get it back."
The wind soul wants Zhenwu to love his daughter very much.
He picked up the mirror of Yin and Yang and thought that the mirror not only eroded blood, but also shot a dream from its cold side. There were still some doubts in his heart. He flipped through the mirror of Yin and Yang and couldn’t figure out why it was so abnormal in this mirror.
At this time, he thought in his heart, "This mirror of Yin and Yang is made of Xuanyuan brick and Xuanhan jade. No matter how powerful the flying sword is, it will just be able to send a show!"
It’s a pity that the spirit coagulation method is with you, otherwise there will be no regrets in your life when you hug your mother left and right in daily life.
It was nearly midnight when I returned to Niefu.
Nie Feng and his wife haven’t slept yet. Although they know that their daughter is now a special leader, after all, Yin Niang has never been out of town alone since she was a child. She is afraid that she will have an accident and she will run away from home and ask for help, so she doesn’t worry until Yin Niang gets home.
Yin Niang was naturally moved when she saw her parents so worried, but she knew that she would leave them sooner or later without some sadness, and then she chatted with them for a while to persuade them to go back to her boudoir after an early rest.
There is a trace of dark clouds hanging in the night, which makes the moonlight difficult to penetrate.
When she returned to her room, she wanted to see where Master was hiding. The sound of wind and soul had come from behind her, "Don’t move."
She obediently returned the master there or wanted to teach her a new sword tactic or Tao, but when the waist silk was loosened, the master faded her clothes from behind.
The white skirt woven by partridge is a one-piece diamond-shaped cardigan embroidered with plum blossoms and happy birds, also known as "beaming"
The wind soul untied the rope from her delicate and tender back and let the vest fall quietly.