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    Chapter 63 Celebration

    It was not until the rain stopped, that the people of Nankeze returned to their homes to rest.

    The entire city was washed clean, and even the only remaining sickness was dispelled by the medicinal fragrance in the rain and mist.

    The magic medicine is worthy of being a magic medicine, the old woman followed Yi Ning's method, mixed the magic medicine in the rain, and let Xiaobai go to attract the rain. All the people who had taken Shenyu had their symptoms relieved, and those who were not seriously ill had already recovered.

    The most terrifying thing about the plague is the spread. Xiaobai and the others stay in Nanke Ze for a few days, and they can solve the problem completely by resorting to a few more rains.

    In the medical hall, the old woman was still greeting Xiao Bai, who was frowning, to grind the next medicine.

    "Honored lord, why hasn't Shangxian been following you recently?" Gan'er asked, tilting her head, they would stay in Nankeze for a few more days. I know that Yi Ning helps distribute food at Zhanjia.

    However, in fact, what he wanted to ask was, why did the Lord not pester Shangxian.

    Hearing this, Yan Xuan glanced at her and said, "If you are free, help Xiaobai grind the medicine for the next issue."

    Gan'er: "No leisure, no leisure, no leisure."

    Yan Xuan retracted his gaze and looked out the window, the blue sky was like a wash, it was a rare sunny day, and as if remembering something, he gritted his teeth and crushed the teacup in his hand.

    Since the last time, Yi Ning has been avoiding him.

    I never saw him being so timid when he was killing demons.

    But it doesn't matter. In a few days, they have to set off to find the head of Yi Ning. According to Yi Ning, Fu Zhuo is the son of the head, and the silent disappearance of the head is absolutely inseparable from Fu Zhuo.

    It seems that they have to find Fu Zhuo first in order to solve the current situation.

    Yan Xuan got up, stood by the window and looked into the distance, his eyes fell in the direction of Zhan's house.

    Forget it, give him time to slow down. Yan Xuan thought to himself.

    exhibitor.

    The people who came to collect the food almost stepped on the threshold of the exhibitor. In the courtyard, everyone lined up in an orderly line under the command of the housekeeper.

    After Chu Niang and Yi Ning finished distributing the morning batch, she finally sat down on a chair so tired that she reached out and took the tea cup that Yi Ning handed over.

    For some reason, she always felt that Yi Ning was different from when they first met.

    She is a mortal. Although she has planted a fairy bone, she still can't see Yi Ning's changes.

    I just felt that being close to him made my whole body feel much refreshed.

    Yi Ning lowered his eyes, refilled another cup for Mother Chu, and said, "Madam is very tired, so take a good rest in the afternoon, and the rest of Yi Ning can come by himself tomorrow."

    He secretly passed a trace of spiritual power to Chu Niang to help her relieve her fatigue.

    Chu Niang squinted her eyes and said, "Then there will be an immortal in labor. This time Nan Keze was able to tide over the difficulties safely, thanks to the immortal."

    "The madam calls me Yi Ning." Yi Ning has always been very polite, and he definitely did not dare to accept Chu Niang's words as a fairy.

    But Chu Niang didn't think so: "You saved the people of Nankeze and saved my life. It's my responsibility to call you an immortal, so don't be polite."

    Yi Ning just wanted to tell her that the sect master taught her well, but he was afraid of touching her sadness, so he had to hold back and say nothing.

    After a while, a voice came from the chair: "Shangxian, I heard from the people that you have several companions, why didn't you join them?"

    The portraits of the four of them hung on the city wall that day, and everyone knew who they were.

    Hearing this, Yi Ning coughed twice, and the fingertips holding the teacup climbed a tinge of red.

    "They... are busy with business, so I don't want to bother you." Yi Ning turned his eyes away and quietly watched the ripples of the teacup in his palm.

    The figure of him and Yan Xuan who were scattered by the rain in the puddle that day appeared in his mind.

    Too... too shameless.

    He never thought in his life that he would do something like that.

    "So it is." Mother Chu nodded and said, "Then when will you leave Nanke Ze?"

    The matter of Nan Keze has basically been resolved. Even if they leave now, as long as Xiaobai and Gan Er stay here, they can take care of the things that follow.

    It's just that Yi Ning doesn't really want to leave now.

    "In a few days, when the plague is completely eliminated, I will leave." Yi Ning said softly.

    Chu Niang gave a long "Oh" and said, "Alright, just in time, I have prepared a celebration feast, so I will treat you as my master."

    you? Yi Ning's eyes widened, and she heard Chu Niang say: "Just tonight, I have sent someone to inform your friends, I think you will be able to see each other tonight."

    Yi Ning: ? ?

    He was not at all ready to see Yan Xuan at this moment, Yi Ning was confused, and his fingers on the teacup tightened slightly.

    How to do.

    "I want to go to other cities at night to see the situation of the plague. I can see the celebration banquet..." Yi Ning finally thought hard and came up with a slightly insufficient excuse.

    However, Chu Niang chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Shangxian, the city lords know that you rescued Nan Keze, and they will come to the celebration party tonight, just ask clearly then. Besides, what to do at night, and then during the day. Go too."

    What she said was reasonable and well-founded, but Yi Ning couldn't find any reason to refute it. After a long time, he sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, I see."

    After all, we have to see each other, sooner or later.

    Seeing that he agreed, Chu Niang's mood improved, she looked at Yi Ning up and down, and said, "Shangxian's clothes may be stained with sickness, so I'll ask someone to wash it for you."

    "No, I have a dusting spell..." Yi Ning refused again and again, but in the end, she couldn't stand Chu Niang, and was pushed to the room to change her clothes.

    A white dress made of brocade.

    Yi Ning twisted his fingers on his sleeves and sighed helplessly.

    In the past, he had never experienced such intimacy. Yi Ning always felt that Chu Niang really treated him as her own child, so Yi Ning couldn't bear to refuse.

    Yi Ning let go of his hand and decided to meditate until the evening to stabilize his state of mind. He must not...

    Never do that again!

    The time of meditating always passed quickly, and the feeling of spiritual power running in the spiritual core was too wonderful. Since the Nan Keze incident, his mood has also improved.

    His way is no longer the black-and-white way of the past, nor the way of cutting flesh to feed eagles.

    His way is to save people and save himself.

    In the past, he always felt that it would be selfish not to pay for the people, but Yan Xuan made him understand that only when he was alive, the people around him would not suffer and could save more people.

    Thinking like this, the mood becomes much clearer.

    At the end of the meditation, Yi Ning was sweating thinly. Although the spiritual core was in perfect harmony with him, he had been out of the body for too long and needed to be properly integrated.

    He performed a body-cleansing exercise, refreshing his whole body, and his eyes quietly fell on the brocade clothes on the table.

    After a while, Yi Ning walked out of the room quite uncomfortable. The little servant outside the room straightened his eyes and praised: "It's really a fairy, this clothes can make Shangxian wear fairy spirit."

    He coughed lightly, a little embarrassed by his compliment, and walked out of the courtyard quickly.

    It was getting late, and the lanterns of the exhibitors were hanging high, and the light could shine on the moon.

    Yi Ning hesitated for a long time in the front yard, not daring to step forward.

    He had already heard Gan Er and Xiaobai grabbing chicken legs in the front hall.

    People came and went, and a few familiar faces came over, and it was the city lords of those cities who came to greet each other.

    Yi Ning was not good at dealing with people, so he stood there and answered a few words at will, until all the guests entered the door, and even the maid entered the room and dressed, he suddenly heard Chu Niang's voice behind him: "Why don't Shang Xian not? Go in, your friends are waiting for you."

    "I... think about it." If he asked again, Yi Ning really wanted to find out the lies he had learned all his life to stop him.

    Luckily, Niang Chu just looked at him slightly suspiciously, and said, "Then I'll go get someone to cook the dishes first, and come in quickly after the immortal has rested."

    "Okay." Yi Ning nodded and watched her go in. He turned around and wanted to leave with a guilty conscience, but when he turned around, he met a pair of heavy, smiling eyes.

    "Enough to hide?" The other party maliciously blocked in front of him.

    Yi Ning took a half step back, deceiving the convenience by half a step.

    "Still running, where can you run?" Listening to these words, this little devil is getting more and more arrogant.

    Yi Ning tried to pretend he didn't understand, turned around and walked to the front hall, but the other party was still entangled behind him, and said reluctantly: "Shangxian held my hand and kissed me, why are you hiding from me now? Xian likes this kind of play of you chasing me, I chasing you and fleeing, hard-to-get?"

    ……nonsense!

    Yi Ning held back what he wanted to say to him, and continued walking without saying a word.

    There was no one in the courtyard, and all the guests were laughing and laughing in the house.

    Yan Xuan grabbed his wrist, pulled him into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Shangxian doesn't want to talk to me anymore?"

    Mingming rushed towards him aggressively, but his tone was even more aggrieved than his. Yi Ning was about to endure the thirsty words on his lips.

    He heard him say again: "It's okay, if Shangxian doesn't like me doing this, then I will not do it in the future."

    Yi Ning's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he retracted the hand that wanted to push him away.

    "It looks good today," Yan Xuan stared straight at him, but his tone was very lonely, "I haven't seen you for a few days, Shang Xian, I miss you very much, and I am very sad."

    Yi Ning:  …

    The moment he was kissed, Yi Ning finally came back to his senses. Damn, it's a bittersweet trick! But it was too late, and Yi Ning was forced to endure the other side's gnawing, and was hugged tightly around his waist.

    "Hmm... thirsty!" Finally, he was able to catch his breath and uttered a word indistinctly.

    The other party gritted his teeth and released him gently.

    After a while, the door of the front hall was finally opened, and the black-clothed demon cultivator turned a white sword spike in his hand, sat down comfortably, and pulled Yi Ning next to him to the seat, his voice still hoarse: "It's not that I'm thirsty, Drink water."

    The tips of Yi Ning's ears were still red, and the corners of his lips were bitten by some people, which were not very obvious.

    He sat down and thought very depressed.

    Find a time, he must continue the thirst curse.

    That's right, the time of the thirst curse has come and gone, and he was pressed and kissed for a long time by someone who was proud of him.

    Now the lips are slightly numb, and the feeling of being milled seems to still be left, which is extremely clear.

    Fortunately, this little devil also knows how to restrain himself in front of everyone, so that he will not be too much to him.

    The author has something to say: at nine o’clock, I would like to thank the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2021-04-22 18:04:42~2021-04-23 17:23:03~

    Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: only Qiuzi 1;

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Xi Ci 1 bottle;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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