Extra: With You, My Heart Is at Peace (Part 4)
The bells rang out one after another.
A clever bird startled and flew away from the treetops.
Ning Shengsheng and Xue Chen had already packed up and were waiting for Ning Xuan at the top of the mountain.
"Brother is still so conceited."
“I always wait for him!”
She was bored, so she took Xue Chen's hand and swung it.
"He is very conceited." Xue Chen agreed with a smile and looked down at the people around him.
It doesn't matter to him how long he waits.
It’s fine as long as Shengsheng is next to him.
"Do you remember the Qingling Sect's sect competition? We waited for our brother like this back then."
"Of course I remember."
He also remembered how violently his heart was beating.
As the two were chatting and laughing, Ning Xuan finally changed his clothes and came out side by side with Yun Huaiyue.
As the four of them prepared to board the spaceship.
Ning Shengsheng paused, "Something seems to be missing?"
The other three stood there in a daze. A gnashing voice echoed from behind them, "Who did you say was missing?"
Meng Yangyang chased after him angrily, "You, and you, you two should be paired to remind each other."
"How could you forget about me, a lonely person?"
"Bullying me, the Marquis, for being single?"
Ning Xuan said quietly, "It's good to be alone. I'm just right for being an emperor. How about you..."
“Get out, get out, get out!”
Meng Jingyang quickly refused.
He hasn't had enough fun yet, who would want to be that crappy emperor.
Fearing that Ning Xuan would actually discuss this with him, he quickly jumped onto the spaceship and urged, "Hurry up!"
The spacecraft arrived at the training ground.
The stone steps were already full of people.
Disciples from each sect wore clothes of different colors and sat in their respective seats in different areas.
The highest point.
It is the location of the four major families.
There stood a man wearing a plain robe, carrying a long sword on his back, but with a silver mask on his face.
Cover your face tightly.
Ning Shengsheng pointed at the man and asked, "Who are you?"
The others looked over curiously, and the masked man paused slightly, as if thinking about how to answer.
Lu Youxin came over from behind and grinned, "This is my Senior Brother Ling!"
"Ling He returns?"
Ning Xuan asked, "Why are you wearing a mask?"
Ling Hegui fell silent.
Lu Youxin explained for him, "Big Brother had skin allergies when he was picking spiritual herbs, so he wore a mask to cover it up."
"So that's how it is. Let Huaiyue help you take a look?"
Yun Huaiyue stepped forward to take the patient's pulse.
Ling Hegui retreated repeatedly, and Lu Youxin stood in the middle, "Don't bother Guru Yun, Brother has taken his medicine."
"Okay."
Ning Xuan and Yun Huaiyue sat down.
Ning Shengsheng turned around and saw Xue Chen grinning like a fox. "Huh? What are you laughing at?"
"nothing……"
Xue Chen felt happy when he imagined Ling Hegui's bruised face under the mask.
"wrong."
Ning Shengsheng looked between Ling Hegui and Xue Chen, "Is he wearing a mask because of you?"
"Ahem..." Xue Chen coaxed Ning Shengsheng, "Madam, let's take a seat."
"Tell me the truth, what did you do last night?"
Someone's small hand pinched his arm, and if he didn't tell the truth, he would be twisted 360 degrees.
It hurts so much.
He reported truthfully, "Ling Hegui challenged me to a duel. As you know, it's inevitable for cultivators to get injured in fights."
"It hurts here too, ma'am~"
Xue Chen covered his heart and pinched Ning Shengsheng's sleeve pitifully and shook it.
She was silent for a moment.
"Where does it hurt?"
This trick works every time.
He pointed below the heart, "Here."
Ning Shengsheng placed her right hand on his wrist, her pulse was strong and powerful, it was so painful!
Even though I knew he was good at pretending to be pitiful, I still fell for it.
"snort!"
She let go of someone's wrist and looked intently towards the martial arts field. No matter how Xue Chen coaxed her, she just wouldn't say a word.
"Madam, I was wrong~"
"Please pay attention to me..."
Xue Chen leaned forward, lowered his eyes and approached Ning Shengsheng. She moved back and looked around.
Fortunately, no one saw it.
"Go back, I'm not angry."
Xue Chen heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Ning Shengsheng paying attention to him.
A large gilded flag slowly rose on the platform.
As the flags rustled, Ling Hegui's voice spread throughout the venue through his spiritual power:
"This year's summit conference begins—"
The last word fell.
All the disciples in the field clenched their fists, infused their feet with spiritual power, and rushed towards the secret realm in mid-air.
The trial of the past.
Like the group of young disciples, they rushed into the entrance of the secret cave.
Full of curiosity and passion for the unknown.
Now, she looked at her loved ones around her and the husband who would accompany her for the rest of her life.
Well, it’s pretty good now.
She lives a super happy life!
Through the mysterious mirror high in the sky, you can see the disciples' superb swordsmanship and sharp spells in the secret realm.
As the spiritual energy becomes more and more dense.
In just a few years, this continent of cultivation has produced many geniuses. Each of them is gifted and, nourished by spiritual energy, has become the most dazzling light on this land.
Ning Shengsheng believed it.
This nameless immortal cultivation continent will get better and better.
The trial for the championship was almost over when Qu Tingzhu and Liu Yuehen finally arrived.
She noticed the fatigue between Qu Tingzhu's eyebrows and heard that Qu Tingzhu had taken over Fanyin Valley at the beginning of the year.
He must be busy with sect affairs.
After saying hello.
Liu Yuehen stayed to chat with Ning Shengsheng, and saw that the other person's head was getting closer and closer to Shengsheng.
Xue Chenmo stretched out his arm to block the middle.
Liu Yuehen: “…”
It's still like this after all these years!
Not changed at all!
Still unable to forget the night when his neck was cut by the tip of a knife and blood gushed out, he wisely stepped back.
"Senior Sister Qu has just taken over as Sect Leader and is very busy. Will you arrange the wedding after you're done with that?"
"yes."
Liu Yuehen scratched his head and said, "Last year I learned to refine weapons and made a high-level robe similar to a wedding dress."
"Could you please take some time to help me see what needs improvement?"
"Okay, no problem!"
Ning Shengsheng's eyes sparkled, "Young Master Liu is amazing! He can even make wedding dresses."
When Liu Yuehen was giggling, she felt a cold air blowing behind her head.
I turned around and saw Xue Chen's gloomy expression.
"Sister, I'm leaving first!"
His heart skipped a beat, and he patted his butt and ran away, running faster than a rabbit.
"Why did Liu Yuehen run away?"
Ning Shengsheng turned around, and he immediately returned to his innocent look. "I don't know, maybe he's thinking about Qu Tingzhu."
"I see..."
Sudden!
Cranes cried out in unison over the martial arts arena.
The rosy glow breaks through the mysterious mirror.
Several high-spirited disciples emerged from the mirror, standing on the colorful light with swords in hand.
The light between his eyebrows is brighter than the stars.
Ning Shengsheng suddenly felt that it was the young people’s enthusiasm for practicing Taoism that brought vitality to this world.
"Shengsheng?"
The man's smiling voice reached my ears.
She turned around and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Xue Chen held her hand tightly, leaned over slightly, and put his thin lips close to her ear.
"The moonlight is just right tonight, and the crabapple blossoms are in full bloom. Madam, would you like to share a pot of pear blossom wine with me?"
"Of course~"
Ning Shengsheng turned her head and looked at the phoenix eyes so close to her. There was only her in his eyes.
The sweetness in my heart can't stop flowing out.
With him by my side and younger generations to look up to, life in the world of cultivation is lively and exciting.
It’s really good!
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