Chapter 54 Demon Cult White Moonlight 9 Everyone in this world is worth...
Finally she saw someone familiar. Even though it was Miss Mu, with whom she felt a little awkward, the string in Duan Yiwan's heart suddenly broke and she couldn't control her tears.
Ali walked over with a cold face and squatted down to check on Ning Huaiqing's condition.
Still have one breath.
She took out a delicate little bottle from her sleeve, poured out a hemostatic pill and fed it to him.
"Miss Mu... you are finally here. We almost died just now. If it weren't for Master Ning who risked his life to save me..." Duan Yiwan collapsed on the ground, crying sadly.
As the daughter of the head of the Cangwu Sect, she was raised in the palm of the Cangwu Sect's hand since she was a child, and they were afraid that she would get hurt.
Even when she ran away from home to escape the marriage arranged by her family and traveled around the world, she had never suffered so much hardship and endured such great suffering.
Thinking of this, Duan Yiwan couldn't help but feel sad and cried even louder.
Ali was upset after hearing this, so he pointed out her Xue Dao.
The miserable crying stopped abruptly, and there were still crystal tears hanging in the corners of Duan Yiwan's rosy eyes, making her look so pitiful.
Seeing her rosy complexion and the energy to cry, she probably didn't suffer any serious injuries.
Ali helped the dying Ning Huaiqing up and channeled his inner energy into him, saving his life temporarily.
Ning Huaiqing felt a warm current flowing through his body in a trance. He forced his eyes open and said, "Senior Sister Mu...is that you?"
Ali behind him paused: "How did you know it was me?"
Ning Huaiqing twitched the corner of his mouth, breathing weakly: "I guessed it, and I guessed it right."
Noticing that his condition had improved slightly, he stretched out his blood-stained hand and held down Ali: "Senior Sister, that's enough. Don't waste your energy on me anymore."
Ali rudely knocked his hand away and continued to exert force, "Don't move. If something goes wrong and your Qi explodes and you die, even a Daluo Immortal will be unable to save you."
"But Senior Sister..."
"If you want to die here with me today, then keep moving."
He was emotionally unstable at the moment and could easily make mistakes, which would then backfire on her.
Ning Huaiqing heard this and murmured, "...Why would I want you to die?"
"If you don't want to, then do as I say."
Ali's calm voice came from behind him, easily calming all his emotions.
Ning Huaiqing responded softly, cleared his mind of distracting thoughts, calmed down and followed the true energy input by Ali, which circulated throughout his body, and he exhaled slowly.
He was seriously injured this time, with considerable damage to his meridians and lungs. I'm afraid he will need a long time to recuperate.
After an unknown amount of time, Ali withdrew his hand, and Ning Huaiqing adjusted his breathing for a while. His pale and terrifying face had improved a lot.
He stood up slowly, but his steps were still unsteady. Ali could only reach out to support him: "Slow down."
Ning Huaiqing's pale face turned red again.
The two of them supported each other and walked a few steps. Ali felt like he had forgotten something.
She turned back and untied Duan Yiwan's vagina.
Duan Yiwan sat on the ground, feeling weak all over, and was about to pour out her bitterness. She saw that A Li and Ning Huaiqing had walked some distance away, so she hurriedly hugged their swords in her arms and chased after them.
"Wait for me!"
Normally, she didn't feel it when she only held her own sword, but now that she was holding three swords at once, Duan Yiwan felt that every step she took was extremely heavy.
And in front of her, the intimate posture of the two people hurt her eyes even more.
Duan Yiwan gritted her teeth in hatred and fixed her gaze on the sword in her arms.
Her Bi Yue Sword, Master Ning's Qing Yun Sword, and Miss Mu's Ning Shuang Sword.
An idea suddenly popped up in Duan Yiwan's mind: why not throw away the Ningshuang Sword?
This sword is the hardest to hold, and it's cold, and...
She looked ahead again and felt very uncomfortable.
But they were also worried about who would protect them if they encountered any danger on the way back.
After a struggle between her conscience and her desires, Duan Yiwan chose to save her life.
She lifted the three swords up and suddenly saw a special pattern on the hilt of the Qingyun Sword. When she looked closer, she saw it was a flame pattern.
Exactly the same as the one on the Jade Moon Sword.
Duan Yiwan's heart suddenly started beating like a drum.
Several people were about to walk out of the cave. Ning Huaiqing didn't want to put all his weight on Ali, so he forced himself to walk very slowly.
"Senior Sister, last time by the Heart Washing Pool, I didn't mean to say those words to make you angry."
After thinking about the explanation in his mind for a long time, Ning Huaiqing finally found the opportunity to tell her in person. He felt that the heavy stone in his heart had finally been lifted a little.
Ali was very confused: "Last time...what did we talk about?"
Ning Huaiqing was also stunned for a moment, and could only say dryly: "Oh, okay, it's okay if Senior Sister doesn't remember..."
"But I do have something to ask you about what happened today." Ali said.
Ning Huaiqing looked at her: "What?"
"In such a critical situation today, you risked your life to save Miss Qin. If I hadn't arrived in time, you might have really died here."
Ali paused for a moment: "Why? Why do you do this?"
Ning Huaiqing felt that this was not a problem.
"My parents have always taught me that practicing martial arts and swordsmanship is not about standing tall, but about standing more firmly, so that you can protect more people on this land."
"No matter who is here with me today, I will do my best to keep him safe."
Ning Huaiqing, who had just returned from the gates of hell, looked calm at the moment, but there seemed to be shock in Ali's eyes.
She always calculates the gains and losses before doing anything, and looks three steps ahead. Only by putting profit first can she always be invincible.
This is the survival rule she has mastered since childhood.
There was no one in this world worth her life.
But the ignorant young man in front of him said that he was willing to pay the price of his life even to protect a stranger.
How ridiculous, laughable, and utterly stupid.
Ali didn't believe what he said: "Is everyone in this world worth risking your life to save?"
She raised her head, and for the first time she was so eager to see his eyes clearly to see if he was lying.
Ning Huaiqing discovered a bloodstain on Ali's snow-white sleeve, which he had just put there.
He subconsciously reached out to wipe it, but the more he wiped, the dirtier it became, so he had to retract his hand in embarrassment.
Seeing that Ali was particularly persistent in getting an answer, Ning Huaiqing, although puzzled, still said: "Of course -"
In an instant, his expression changed suddenly and he pushed Ali away.
Ali was caught off guard and fell heavily backwards, and they both fell to the ground.
Looking back, they saw several sharp feathered arrows stuck in the place where they had just stood. The arrow tails were still trembling, and the arrowheads were tempered with a dark poison.
She immediately looked deep into the cave, but only managed to see a figure flash by.
*
The news that Ali and his group killed the evil thieves of the Yingsha Gang quickly spread throughout Changxin Town.
The people praised them as heroes who saved people from suffering and rushed to thank them, but they were all turned away by Yu Qing on the grounds that they needed to rest to recover from their injuries.
The inns were gradually cleared, and under Yu Qing's persuasion, the group moved into the renovated garrison mansion to recuperate.
That day, Yu Qing knocked on Ning Huaiqing's door and saw that A Li was indeed inside. He smiled and said, "Miss Mu, it was so easy for me to find you."
Ning Huaiqing was half leaning against the head of the bed talking to A Li. When he saw him come in, he wanted to get up and get out of bed.
Yu Qing quickly approached and said, "Young Master Ning, please take a rest. There's no need to bother with all this formality."
"What does Lord Yu want to see me about?" Ali asked.
Yu Qing took out a tattered and yellowed book from his arms and placed it in front of the two of them. The three words "Xuan Bing Yin" were written on it.
He introduced: "This was an accidental discovery by our ancestor. It's a pity that no one in our Yu family has martial arts talent for several generations. It would be a waste to keep this book in the library."
"Today I am giving this secret manual to the two young heroes as a reward for your generous assistance in saving the people of Changxin Town from dire straits."
Ning Huaiqing held his bowing hand and declined, "This is a treasure passed down from your family, how can we accept it? Besides, eliminating evil and protecting the good is what we should do. There is no need for you to thank me."
Yu Qing shook his head, his attitude firm: "This Xuanbingyin is just a useless thing in my hands. Only in your hands can it show its true value. Maybe it can save more people in the future."
The two of them were deadlocked for several times, and neither could convince the other.
Ali, who was standing by, thought for a moment, then reached out and took Xuan Bingyin. "Since Lord Yu is willing to part with it, we won't refuse. Thank you very much."
Although this set of exercises tends to be cold and yin in nature, it is just right for Ning Huaiqing's internal injuries at this time.
Yu Qing smiled sincerely: "As long as you two are willing to accept it, I will feel relieved."
Three days later, the group bid farewell to the people in Changxin Town and continued to head towards Piaomiao Peak.
Duan Yiwan also followed them, saying that she wanted to witness the grand event of various martial arts sects.
Because they were delayed for several days in Changxin Town, the rest of the journey was extremely tight. Everyone slept in the open and hurried to Piaomiao Peak.
Duan Yiwan, who originally couldn't stand the slightest hardship, seemed like a different person. No matter how hard or tired she was, she never complained and even took the initiative to take on the responsibility of taking care of Ning Huaiqing.
Ning Huaiqing was quite uncomfortable looking at Duan Yiwan who was so attentive and concerned about him. He took the bowl and said politely, "Miss Qin, I'll do it myself."
The group was having dinner in a restaurant at the time. Duan Yiwan sat next to Ning Huaiqing and added food and poured water for him.
But she had never served anyone before, and the tea was all over the table.
Zhou Miaoqin carefully wiped away the water in front of herself and A Li, and whispered, "Senior Sister, what happened to Miss Qin?"
Ali, however, had no time to care about these things. She looked straight at the person opposite her: "Yan Feng, where did you go those days in Changxin Town?"
Yan Feng also looked over, his expression normal: "Sister, I haven't been feeling well those days and have been resting in the inn."
Ali looked at him calmly and said nothing more.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the lobby.
A broker was pulling a thin woman. "It's a blessing for the old master to accept you. How dare you, a little bitch, run away? I'll beat you to death!"
Ning Huaiqing couldn't stand it anymore and was about to stand up, but Ning Huaixiu had already stepped forward and argued with the man.
The woman wanted to run away, but Ning Huaixiu stepped in front of her. The woman thought he was here to catch her as well, so she kicked and struggled desperately. In the chaos, the cloth covering her face fell off.
Ning Huaixiu saw her face clearly and was immediately surprised and delighted:
"You are... Sui Qin's cousin?!"
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