On the spacious official road, a carriage sped away, leaving behind a cloud of dust.
Sitting in the carriage were Ning Jie and Mu Qingxue. Ning Jie felt a little exhausted after traveling for several consecutive days. After all, the space inside the carriage was relatively small, and he couldn't stretch his body after sitting in it for a long time.
But the good thing is that during this period of time, he has completely refined the fragments of the origin of luck taken from Gao Junran, and integrated them with his own luck, allowing him to gain even higher blessings of luck.
Not only that, after successfully refining this first piece of luck fragment, he also faintly felt the aura of other luck origin fragments.
It seems that these fragments are inextricably linked, but perhaps because the distance is too far, the aura may be strong or weak.
In addition, what made Ning Jie feel very relieved was that, perhaps because they had been together for a long time, Mu Qingxue's attitude towards him was not as cold as before, and sometimes she would even smile in agreement.
For Ning Jie, this is definitely a very good sign.
When dealing with such a cold and aloof saint, one must not act too hastily. It is very rare to make even a little progress towards her every day. Ning Jie believes that at this rate, it is entirely possible that he will be able to close the gap with Mu Qingxue in the near future.
This made Ning Jie often fantasize, and it was hard for him to imagine the cold and aloof Saint girl enjoying the pleasure at his knees...
“Hehe…”
He couldn't help but think of that longed-for scene again, which made Ning Jie laugh out loud.
Mu Qingxue, who was looking at the scenery outside the carriage window, also heard Ning Jie's unbridled laughter, and she involuntarily retracted her gaze to look at Ning Jie.
"He...what is he thinking..."
Mu Qingxue looked at the smile on Ning Jie's face, with a thousand thoughts in her mind.
For some reason, she always felt that Ning Jie's smile was inexplicably wanton and vulgar, which gave her a bad premonition.
However, as the Holy Maiden of the Immortal Mountain, she was extremely pure and had not had too many interactions with other men. Even with Ning Jie, at most they had held hands in their previous life. She had no idea about the more intimate things between men and women, and naturally had no idea what Ning Jie was thinking.
Ning Jie also noticed Mu Qingxue's gaze at this moment, and quickly put away his impudent smile. He pretended to change the subject and asked Lao Liu, who was driving the carriage:
"Where is the front? Let's take a break."
Lao Liu quickly took out the "Geography of Daxia" from his pocket, flipped through it, and replied respectfully:
"We're almost in Youzhou."
"Um."
Ning Jie nodded in response, then slowly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
…
About an hour later, Ning Jie, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly heard a noise in his ears. He slowly opened his eyes and heard Lao Liu's shouting:
"Boss, we've arrived in Youzhou City!"
"Well, let's find a place to rest."
South City Inn.
The three of them sat around a fine pearwood table. They all felt a little tired after days of traveling. As soon as the delicious food was served, Lao Liu couldn't wait to reach out and grab food from the plate.
Ning Jie snorted upon seeing this, and Lao Liu immediately retracted his hand, reluctantly picking up the chopsticks used by humans.
Looking at the delicious food on the table, Ning Jie felt a little greedy, but he still gently picked up a piece of tender mutton and put it into Mu Qingxue's bowl, saying with great concern:
"The mutton from this border area is very good, try it."
Mu Qingxue raised her head and looked at Ning Jie with her beautiful eyes. Her gaze moved. She didn't say anything, but just nodded obediently. However, her intense inner activities could be seen from her heaving chest.
It was noon and the sun was shining brightly on the earth, but the weather in this border area was not hot.
A gentle breeze blew, creating ripples on the surface of the lake.
When the few of them had eaten and drunk their fill, they suddenly heard a commotion coming from downstairs in the restaurant. Out of curiosity, Ning Jie lowered his head to look in the direction of the sound.
In the crowd on the first floor, Ning Jie saw a man in green arguing with someone else. He did not take it seriously, thinking it was just a dispute between ordinary people. However, what the man in green said next surprised him a little.
The man in blue seemed to be arguing with someone else and suddenly stood up on the chair and shouted:
"Do you know who I am?"
Everyone shook their heads.
The man in green waved his sleeves, raised his head high, and said loudly with a proud look on his face:
"Ignorance! Listen carefully, everyone! I am Ning Jie, the champion of this World Martial Arts Competition, the Holy Son of the Miaoyin Sect, and the eldest disciple of the Drunken Sword Immortal Qiuyuebai!"
PS:
(I'm at work, so I can only update when I have time.
Also, I'm planning to speed up the plot. I'd like to ask for your opinions on whether Si Luo or Mu Qingxue should be introduced first.)
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