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Volume 5, The Pen of God, Chapter 70: Those Things You Can't Understand

This is a very weird dream. Ning Que is intoxicated in the joy brought by the love of women.

To tear into two halves, it almost chose to surrender before that God.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, he saw Sang Sang's face. That old face, Shirong Rongyan made him get real tranquility. Then he kissed and then lived.

When I came out, I found that I was still lying on the cold stone bed, and my body was sweaty.

He understood that this dream was the result of his consciousness and Sang Sang consciousness. He thought that he was surrendered and could not help but feel helpless. He clenched his fist, and the muscles on his arm stretched.

, Confirming what happened in the dream, it was true, and he was late again.

Suddenly the sound of the quiet outdoor sounded, and Ning Que looked out of the fence. It was found that the person who came to the water was not the deacon of the deaf and dumb ruling, but an acquaintance.

The man was not very old, his expression was soft, Yan Qingjun, wearing unusual roads, and under the armpits, the butter paper umbrella was sandwiched.

After the death of Li Qingshan, He Mingchi took over the Datang Tianshu, but no one knew that he was the most important person in the Xingan Temple in the city of Xiling.

Things that were not done -using the shadow left by Haotian in Chang'an City successfully destroyed the shocking array, and the night turmoil that caused Chang'an City to fall into blood, it was the person's direct hand.

He Mingchi, who really brought the greatest harm to the Tang Dynasty in this battle. In the list of revenge on the nirvana of the Tang Dynasty, he was undoubtedly ranked first. It is for this reason that after the war, he was in the aftermath.

He was sent to the south, and it was not until the Guangming Festival that he returned to Momoyama.

Ning Que looked at him outside the fence, his eyes were calm, and he couldn't see a trace of anger, but this absolute calmness really showed his attitude, because it would be so calm when looking at the dead.

From the perspective of the south gate, He Mingchi should be regarded as his brother, but in his eyes, He Mingchi is already a dead person. In the eyes of all Tang people, He Mingchi can only be dead.

He Mingchi pushed the fence, walked into the prison, put the food in the food box on the stone table, and then gently lifted the front of the road, sat down on the stone chair, and looked at the Ning Que on the stone bed.

Different from Ning Que's calm and emotional eyes, the emotions in his eyes are very complicated, some are envious, some are jealous, some fear, some sympathy, some admiration.

In the city of Chang'an, He Mingchi always clamped the butter paper umbrella under the armpit, and walked between the imperial city and the south gate. Compared with Ning Que, it was so low -key, without attracting people.

Now Ning Que is naturally clear. This is just the appearance of his deliberate play. His status in Haotiandaomen is afraid to exceed people's imagination. Otherwise

It is impossible for him to be qualified to enter Youge to see himself. If Longqing is the Huanghuang beauty son under the sun in the sun, He Mingchi is the opposite person hidden in the shadow of the Xiling Temple.

This person's city government is extremely deep. I am afraid that the practice realm has already surpassed Dong Xuan's upward realm. Even if he experiences the Chang'an chaos, no one in the Tang Dynasty still knows whether this person knows his destiny. The realm has nothing to do with him.

Ning Que just felt a bit regrettable. On the same day, he endured the Apocalypse in Qianping, Momoyama. When the arrow refers to the Quartet. When he was invincible, he had found the trace of He Mingchi, but I don’t know if this person has the ability to predict the danger beyond imagination, or or or Fortunately, when I was extremely dot, I left the palmism in advance, and I do n’t know where to hide.

He Mingchi didn't speak, and Ning Que naturally couldn't speak. He was not interested in talking to this person, so the quietness in the prisoner continued until the sound of a very light sound sounded.

A drop of water is on the ground from the front of the butter paper umbrella.

Ningning to the stone window, I found that I could only see the gray sky, and I couldn't see the rain.

He Mingchi said: "It's raining outside, but unfortunately you can't see it here."

Ning Que said: "You can't be rained, you can't be considered a bad thing."

He Mingchi said: "If you never rain forever, you can't be considered a good thing."

"You can't ask me, because even those things are not qualified to ask the Lord and Xiong Chumo, you are not qualified to do, then what can you do? • Can't see the rainfall be a ring? But why do I always think you are jealous of me? "

Ning Que looked at the stone window and said, there was no emotion in the voice.

He Mingchi was silent for a moment and said, "I'm really jealous of you."

Ning Lares said to him: "There are 10,000 kinds of people like me. There are 10,000 kinds of jealousy. If you are too good, there is no way. You don't need to feel inferior."

He Mingchi laughed at himself and said, "Being trapped, you can't leave Momoyama alive in this life, but still so confident and proud, in this regard, I really worse than you."

Ning Que said: "You are not as good as me in all aspects, you don't need to doubt."

He Mingchi said: "That's your own opinion, it does not mean my opinion, yes, I am really jealous of you, because I don’t understand, why does Haotian make you alive?"

Ning Que saw the wiping and piety deeply in the deep eyes of his eyes, and understood the delicate reasons, saying, "Your level is too far from these things."

He Mingchi said: "In Chang'an City, I follow Haotian's shadow walking. Under her will, I destroy the shocking array. I am the most mortal in this world."

Ning Que said: "No one can be closer to her."

He Mingchi said: "Yes, so I'm jealous of you."

Ning Que said: "Jealousy is easy to make people crazy, or you can try to kill me."

He Mingchi said after a moment of silence: "No one can violate Haotian's will."

Ning Que said: "I have done it, my uncle has done it, and I did it many times."

He Mingchi said: "So Master and Mr. Xun are dead."

Ning Que said: "But I'm still alive."

He Mingchi said: "Yes."

Ning Que said: "I live, and I can prove that Haotian can't do everything."

He Mingchi said: "Yes."

Ning Que said: "So you want to kill me very much."

The conversation was finally brought back to that key point, because he was very clear, how he was blasphemy in the heart of He Mingchi like a devout Taoist believers.

He Mingchi stood up silently and folded the butter paper umbrella back to the armpit.

Ning Que reminded: "The umbrella is wet, the underarm wet looks indecent, it is easy to make people guess that you have body odor. The same reason, if you want to kill me, don't kill me

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He Mingchi held the butter paper umbrella in his hand and looked at the water stains on the ground in front of his feet. Some puzzled: "Why do I think you really want to be killed by me?"

Ning Que was silent for a moment and said, "This is still something you can't understand."

If he dies, Sang Sang will die, the academy and Tang Dynasty will win the victory of this war. The teacher's victory in heaven will be much larger, and there will be hope on the world.

On the verge of collapse, he has many reasons for death.

But he didn't want to commit suicide and did not want Sang Sang to die, because he was afraid of reluctance, so he wanted to be killed, so he could die with Sang Sang, at least, it was not what he could control.

He Mingchi didn't understand what he meant, but felt a strong humiliation. He said against mockery: "Now you have no possibility of killing me, will you feel a little regrettable?"

Ning Que said: "I used to regret it, but now I won't. Because I suddenly discovered that although it is already a waste person, there are still countless ways to kill you and describe it in more accurate language.

First of all, you will kill you, that is, you can’t live for a few days. "

He Mingchi still didn't understand what he said, but he didn't know why, but he felt that there was a chill in his heart. He asked: "How can you kill me?"

Ning Que watched him and said, "If Haotian wants you to die, what else can you live?"

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He Mingchi repeated the dialogue in Youge, and no word was leaked.

"Although you have made great contributions to Daomen in Chang'an City, but if you happen today, if you happen again, then I can only set you up."

The palmism looked at He Mingchi, who was kneeling under the stone step, and said.

His figure in the mantra is very tall. Although after the light festival, everyone knew that he was just a thin Taoist. In the temple, he was still shining. No one dared to question.

At this time, he was reprimanding He Mingchi, but his voice was so humble, because he knew that if he was willing to listen, he could hear his voice.

He Mingchi said: "I don’t understand why Haotian is not executed."

He knew that Haotian was above Momoyama. He knew Haotian knew everything, but he still raised his own doubts. This did not mean that he lost his awe, but because he thought he was thinking for the Dao Dao, his piety of his piety, his devotion

You can definitely get Haotian's understanding.

Including him, many people do not understand the Xiling Temple.

Mr. Qi, Chang'an is broken, Tang Guohe Academy will be destroyed.

The palmism frowned slightly, and displeased the word: "Haotian's will, can we understand what our mediocre mortals can be understood? You are not qualified to think about these things."

He Mingchi bowed his head for a long time, and he suddenly felt that it was like Ning Que wanted to be killed. Haotian or at this time also needed his own help. However, this idea was too disrespectful.

The heart was greatly panic, and sweat could not be the same.

In order to disperse this panic, he remembered an important thing and reportedly reported: "I heard that the mood of the decision to decide on God's seat is a bit bad, and occasionally it is expected to be a movement of the temple of light."

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... (To be continued. Search for Diaoping astronomy, the novel is better updated and faster!)


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