Just looking at the back, I thought she was a weak woman who was obsessed with the mountains, rivers, wind and moon. However, after a life-and-death battle, the lines and contours of her body were engraved in my heart for thousands of nights. No matter from any angle, you can recognize her white bumps at a glance.
However, at this moment, Bai Aotu's body was demure and calm, as if he was not stained by dust, which was very different from his previous appearance of killing and killing. Even Qianye had to take a few more glances to make sure that he had not recognized the wrong person.
Bai Aotu turned his head slightly and said, "Is it Qianye?"
"It's me."
She stood up, turned around, faced Qianye and Song Zining, smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to come. No one will give you trouble on the way, right?"
Song Zining said: "How could someone with blind eyes come to embarrass me when I'm in your car?"
Bai Aotu said: "Grandpa and uncles are too embarrassed to take action, and the others can't beat you. Who dares to embarrass you, Seventh Young Master?"
Song Zining laughed and said: "Actually, your grandfathers and uncles can't do anything to me, and now they can't even defeat Qianye. So it's better for everyone to be nice!"
"Can't beat Qianye? Although the talent of my Bai family is somewhat withered, it's not like... Huh?!" Bai Aotu was suddenly surprised, turned to Qianye and said, "Are you already a divine general?"
Qianye also admires Bai Aufu's keenness, which is not based on perception, but simply relies on the warrior's intuition. If only relying on perception, I am afraid that no one below the King of Heaven can see through the lurking of his bloodline.
Qianye nodded, and then realized that although she was looking at him, the focus of her eyes was slightly off. This was an impossible mistake for a strong person like her.
Thinking of the battle in Baicheng, Qianye's heart trembled and he asked: "Your eyes?"
"The injury was a bit serious at the time, and it never recovered." Bai Aotu seemed to be talking about something extremely small. "I can no longer see it."
"How could this happen? Isn't there anything Bai Vale can do?"
"Of course there is a way, but it's not worth using it on a useless person."
Qianye remained silent, his eyes turned into pupils of control, and he looked at Bai Boutu. Bai Boutu must have felt the breath of temptation, and his beautiful eyebrows moved slightly, but he did not resist or cover up.
At first glance, Qianye was shocked. Bai Aotu's Force cultivation was barely stuck at level 16 at the moment. The Force vortex was scattered but not condensed, and the aura was mixed in several places. If this continued, he might be hopeless.
Level 16 is a strong person no matter where she is placed, but it is not enough to occupy the core position among the empire's clans, and it is completely inconsistent with Bai Aufu's original momentum. At that time, she was regarded as the best to advance to the level of a divine general.
As for the candidate, Bai Aufu's temperament is decisive and decisive, fierce and arbitrary. She has great achievements in external battles and has made countless enemies internally. There are also many people who can't stand her actions.
Qianye didn't expect that she would be injured to such an extent. Although she still maintained her sixteenth level of cultivation, there was actually only a thin line between her and her foundation being completely destroyed. If she hadn't trapped herself in despair and entered Baicheng alone, and not with Qianye,
Even if Zhao Jundu fought together until the last moment, she would not be injured like this.
At this moment, Qianye didn't know what to say. After a while, he said: "You... didn't have to be like this."
Bai Aotu said calmly: "The great righteousness lies in it, even if it is difficult, I will not give up. Since I have the ability to kill you, how can I watch you being surrounded by the dark race in White City?"
After saying that, she suddenly smiled and said: "Actually, I just want to quickly decide the outcome with Zhao Jundu. If he dies, wouldn't it mean that we can't win?"
She was obviously not a joke teller, so Qianye and Song Zining could only laugh a few times.
Looking at Bai Aotu at this moment, Qianye felt a mixture of emotions in his heart. All the grudges in the past were gone with the wind. If it weren't for her, maybe they wouldn't have been able to survive in Baicheng until the end. It's just that the former generation of geniuses fell into such a situation.
How can one describe the desolation?
Qianye recalled what Bai Aufu said before and asked: "You just said there is a way to cure your eyes. What is it? How much will it cost?"
"What, are you going to pay for me?" Bai Autu smiled.
"You can always solve it if you try your best." Qianye now sits on the vast land of the Emerald Sea and the Grand Corridor, as well as the treasure land of Xudong Floating Island. The development of resources is only a matter of time. Perhaps the cost of treatment will be astronomical.
But as time goes by, there will always be a solution. As long as it does not require some rare medicinal materials that can be found but cannot be found, Qianye feels that the matter is not completely unsolvable.
"You have good intentions. But you have missed the best opportunity. It is already too late to treat it now."
Qianye felt a chill in his heart after hearing this. The meaning behind Bai Aufu's words was clearly not that he couldn't, but that he wouldn't do it! He stood up and said sternly: "The Bai clan just looks at it like this and doesn't treat you?
"
Bai Autu smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry, so why should you?" After that, she sighed and said, "I now understand why so many people like you and are willing to be with you.
"
After a pause, she sat down at the table, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said: "Being blind has allowed me to calm down and think about things that I didn't have time to think about before. It was quiet during this period.
Once you get used to it, it's not bad. After your mind calms down, you can try some exercises that you couldn't practice before. At least your cultivation level won't decline too much."
She smiled self-deprecatingly and added: "Based on what I have done in the past, it is not bad to have such an ending. There is nothing else to complain about."
Qianye wanted to say something else, but Song Zining pulled him aside and winked.
Song Zining took out a book box, put it on the table, and said: "I found this exercise from the Song Dynasty library. I thought it was more suitable for your current situation, so I copied a copy and brought it over. If you have time, you can
Look...well, find someone to read it for you, just for reference."
But Bai Aotu didn't answer, and said: "I am a dignified Bai Clan, and I still have some techniques passed down from my ancestors. I will look for them slowly, and I can always find one that suits me. I don't need to accept the Song Clan's favor."
Song Zining said: "This skill is not a skill passed down by the ancestors of the Song Dynasty. It was also collected by the ancestors from unknown sources. Because no one has been able to practice it, it has been left to gather dust in the library. Until recently, I have the wisdom of my master.
I picked it out from the pile of old papers because of my recognition of pearls. If nothing else, just look at the name, "Ruoxue Collection", it sounds like it would suit you very well."
Song Zining had the ability to say something that made Qianye dumbfounded. The same was true after these words. Qianye's inexplicable anger was mostly dissipated by the second half of Song Zining's words. The words "Ruoxueji" did not resemble Kung Fu.
Rather, it is like a collection of essays written by some lowly person. It is completely opposite to Bai Aotu's momentum, and it doesn't sound very reliable.
However, Song Zining's words and expressions at this moment reminded Qianye of the time when he brought the ancient scrolls of the Song family. Maybe this Ruoxue Collection also hides some big secrets. If this is true, then there is no one who knows about the Song family's library.
How many treasures, so many rare and unique copies, magical secret books, how come they were all received by the ancestors of the Song Dynasty?
Since Song Zining had clearly put this matter aside from the Song family, Bai Aotu no longer refused and said: "Okay, then I will stay."
The two said goodbye and left. Qianye and Song Zining boarded the car and drove to the airship landing site. Although they had settled their differences with Bai Aufu, they had blood feuds with many people in the Bai clan and it was not advisable to stay for a long time to avoid causing more trouble.
Sitting in the car, Song Zining suddenly said: "If it weren't for the support of the white dragon armor, she might not even have this yard left."
"How can the White House be so snobbish? How can she say that she still has sixteen levels of cultivation, and just abandon her like a worn out shoe?"
"Don't forget, she can no longer see. If we were to fight, even a general would be able to defeat her."
Qianye shook his head, "Impossible! I see that her aura is calm and thick, much thicker than before. Although her cultivation in the Force may not be improved in a short time, her state of mind seems to be improving. Once she overcomes it in the future
His eyesight disease and combat prowess are definitely not comparable to those of ordinary people."
"In other people's eyes, that's not how you see it. If your eyes can't see, you're just trash."
Qianye possesses the Eyes of Control, so he naturally knows that perception cannot replace his eyes. Hearing Song Zining say this, he could only sigh, but he was still a little unwilling: "She has made so many contributions to the White Clan, and now once she is injured, she will be like this
Abandoned?"
"Four-valve wind, you don't know yet, right?"
"What style?" Qianye was confused.
"The Zhang Clan is as immovable as a mountain, the Zhao Clan stands out, the Song Clan is lenient, and the White Clan is iron-blooded. This is the consistent family tradition of the Four Clan. Among them, the White Clan and the Song Clan are more like two extremes. The Song Clan has always respected literary struggle within the Song Clan.
They don’t like force. The White Valve are just the opposite, advocating that the weak will eat the strong and the strong will always be strong. Once they become weak, they will die. So the way they treat Bai Boutu is actually a good thing."
Qianye felt a deep depression in his chest, "Do you want to treat heroes like this?"
Song Zining said: "This is their family matter, and we can't do that much." He paused, and said with a little self-deprecation: "Just like the Song Clan Presbyterian Church."
Qianye was startled and stopped talking. The Song clan indulged its children without distinguishing between good and bad. In the past three generations, there were few people who could support the family and fell to the edge of degradation. The White clan was ruthless and iron-blooded. Once the children were useless, they would not waste resources on them. This kind of
It is easy to point out the inheritance of family tradition from the perspective of a bystander, but if it falls on one or two people, how can we judge whether it is right or wrong?
At this moment, the off-road vehicle suddenly stopped, and the driver turned around and said in a dilemma: "There is someone blocking the road ahead."
Song Zining looked forward and saw a group of young people blocking the road, and the crowd was angry. Qianye's eyes looked into the distance and fell on a few old people who were leisurely playing chess under the shade of a tree.
"You sit down first and I'll take care of it." Song Zining said hastily and got out of the car.
A tall young man walked out from the opposite side, more than half a head taller than Song Zining. He was condescending and said with a ferocious smile: "Song Zining! How dare you come to Ningyu Mansion!"
Song Zining smiled and said, "I'm here to visit an old friend. What's the problem?"
"You talk back! Don't you know how many lives of my Bai clan's children you have in your hands? Since you dare to come to the Bai clan, do you still want to get out of it well? The Song clan can't support you now!"
Another young man also took a step forward and sneered at the off-road vehicle: "There seems to be someone else in the vehicle, right? Why are you hiding your head and tail and not daring to show your face? Our Bai clan is not a barbaric place like Yongye, and we will not take your life."
, at most it will be beaten to half death. Is this all you are afraid of?"
Qianye was depressed at first. Seeing that these young people couldn't do anything to Song Zining, he just sat in the car and didn't want to move. At this time, when someone pointed him at the head, his face immediately darkened. He opened the door and slowly got out of the car, his eyes
He swept the whole place and said calmly: "I'm coming down. If anyone wants to beat me to death, come here!"