Chapter 1312

Ning Tao didn't dodge because Lang Xianghun's strength in the soil and her energy sword couldn't hurt him at all. He can even chew her little sword into his stomach without peeling his teeth.

Moreover, after Lang Xianghun's fluorescent sword hit his neck, he didn't move forward any more.

They just stopped.

Lang Xianghun stared at Ning Tao.

Ning Tao also looked at her calmly.

Without the disguise of divine armor, the height difference between Ning Tao and Lang Xianghun is only 45 cm, but because of their size, Lang Xianghun doesn't look shorter than Ning Tao. The only difference between them is the color of hair, eyebrows and pupils, and there is no difference in others. If you have to find a difference, it's just the difference between men and women.

Lang Xianghun's heart seemed to be fighting between heaven and man. The hand holding the sword trembled. He tried to stab the fluorescent sword into Ning Tao's neck several times, but he couldn't start.

Ning Tao had no other reaction, just looked at her quietly. From the corner of his eye, he saw the plain white dress that fell on the ground. He wanted to remind her. As a result, his lips only trembled twice and didn't speak at last.

Embarrassment, silence.

Silence, embarrassment.

After a full two or three minutes, Lang Xianghun opened his mouth and broke the silence between them: "you... Who are you?"

Ning Tao's lips moved, but he only said one word: "I..."

This is not a script designed by his vision. As things develop like this, the bus of the crew has already overturned. Where else is there a script.

Tell her directly his identity and purpose?

This is risky. If she is a loyal member of the sky temple, not only his plan will fail, but also his identity will be exposed.

Kill her?

In doing so, his plan will still fail, but the risk will end here and his identity will not be exposed. But if he killed her and left here, he was really unwilling.

What should I do?

His mind was running fast, and one script after another appeared in his mind, but they were all denied by himself.

So, facing the question of Lang Xianghun, what can he say?

"Say! Or I'll kill you!" Lang Xianghun pretended to be ferocious, and the fluorescent sword in his hand really made a little effort to stab Ning Tao's neck.

At this time, Ning Tao's mind suddenly flashed the end of a classic film.

Isn't that the bridge section tailored for the current situation?

"Say!" Lang Xianghun roared at Ning Tao. Her mood was a little out of control.

Ning Tao forced out two tears.

Lang Xianghun was stunned: "you... What are you crying for?"

Ning Tao spoke, The voice was full of sadness: "Once a sincere love was put in front of me. I didn't cherish it. When I lost it, I couldn't regret it. The most painful thing in the world is this. If God could give me a chance to do it again, I would say three words to that girl, I love you. If I had to add a deadline to this love, I hope it would be 10000 years!"

What's going on?

Lang Xianghun was stunned directly. She didn't know what Ning Tao was talking about, but she didn't know why she thought what Ning Tao said at the moment was emotional and pleasant to listen to. Her iceberg like heart also faintly showed signs of melting.

Ning Tao then said, "I used to be a light and spirit man."

"What are you talking about?" Xianglang was shocked again.

Ning Tao said, "don't you see? You and I only have different hair and eye colors, but that's because..."

"For what?" Lang Xianghun's thinking eyes were led away by Ning Tao.

Ning Tao sighed, "that's because I'm God. Look at my eyes."

Lang Xianghun stared into Ning Tao's eyes.

Ning Tao's eyes turned to gold in an instant, and two divine lights like substance burst out and plunged into the eyes of Lang xiangsoul.

At that moment, Lang Xianghun's eyes were full of golden light. In her eyes, a humble iron man was filled with golden light, and the golden aperture on his head suddenly became incomparably sacred and inviolable.

Ning Tao sighed again: "you and I were a pair of lovers who loved each other to death. Later, I touched the last barrier, and I had to practice in isolation. This isolation is a hundred years. When I came out, I knew you... You are no longer alive."

Two more tears fell.

Ning Tao's voice choked: "You are a kind woman. I think your soul will go to the holy mountain, so I decided to go to the holy mountain to find you. You don't know how difficult it is to go to the holy mountain. I almost lost it several times. I guess I insisted on it by thinking of you. I finally got through the holy robbery. I looked for you all over the world. I knew that I found the kingdom of the Apocalypse not long ago, and I knew that you had become a temple in the sky So I asked Lingyu to help me find you. You still like spices as much as you did in your previous life. So I devoted myself to research and finally developed the most mysterious drunk soul. You know, all I did was for you... Look at me, look at me carefully, I'm your Wujing! "

The fluorescent sword in Lang Xianghun's hand fell off and landed silently.

Then, without her control, the little sword automatically climbed onto the instep of her feet and then drilled in.

But that's not the point.

The point is that two tears also rolled down from the eyes of Lang xiangsoul.

That tear is also energy. When it meets the air, it turns into a little spot, which has a sad and beautiful beauty.

Ning Tao's voice was gentle: "fragrant soul, don't cry, haven't we met?"

"Are you... Are you telling the truth?" Lang Xianghun's voice choked.

Ning Tao forced out two more tears: "fragrant soul, I can swear to God that every word I say is true. If what I say is false, let this day..."

Before he could say anything, Lang Xiang's soul suddenly rushed into Ning Tao's arms and covered his mouth with his hand.

This time, she didn't embed into his body, and her hands gave Ning Tao the feeling of true and false, false and true. It was a very wonderful feeling, which was beyond words to describe.

Ning Tao put his hand around her waist, but he sighed in his heart and scolded himself: "you are really a scum God. Your skill of lying is better than your divine power. You are not a god of giving children. You should be called a scum God... Scum!"

"Can you tell me about my previous life?" Lang Xiang's soul whispered in Ning Tao's ear: "I, I don't remember anything, but seeing your appearance, I have an unspeakable cordial feeling... Is this the love of my previous life?"

Ning Tao said, "yes, this is the love of the previous life. In the previous life, we lived in Huaguo Mountain. There was a Liusha River in front of the mountain. We were together since childhood. We often took a bath in Liusha river. Do you remember that when we were young, we took a bath in Liusha River and never wore clothes..."

Lang Xianghun tried hard to recall the flower and fruit mountain and Liushahe, but he couldn't remember anything.

God and people

The memory of his previous life simply gives Ning Tao unlimited space to exert his imagination. There are so many story themes in the four famous works that you can use them if you take them. Where does it need his brains.

"Really?"

"Fragrant soul, I can swear to God, if I have a word false, call me..."

Lang Xianghun covered Ning Tao's mouth again: "I believe you. Don't swear even if you are a God."

Ning Tao nodded and said softly, "I'm too nervous about you. I'm afraid of losing you again, so..."

"I'm in your arms. You won't lose me. We just...".

Although it is a blush in the form of energy, it is also lifelike to the extent that people palpitate. The cheek is like the petals of peach blossoms in March. The pink is red and can be broken.

Ning Tao scolded his own slag God in his heart, but he said solemnly: "fragrant soul, it's all my fault. I'm too impulsive."

"No, you didn't move anything. It's all me."

"Blame me. I shouldn't give you a drunk soul."

"No, I like your drunken soul. It brings us together. Wujing, tell me about my previous life. What kind of person am I?"

"In your previous life, you were a great beauty. You were dexterous. You were not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also in embroidery. You liked to sit in front of your window. Every time I passed under your window, you would drop something for me to pick up for you. Sometimes it was an Hydrangea, sometimes it was a handkerchief..."

Lang Xianghun was stunned. The whole person was immersed in Ning Tao's story and sat down.

"Do you remember that there is a teahouse next door to your house. The vegetable seller Wang Po likes to move chairs and sit in front of her house and eat melon seeds. Every time she sees me passing downstairs, she will deliberately shout to me, Wujing official, you're coming..."

Lang Xianghun has a smile on her mouth. She likes Ning Tao's story.

Ning Tao pulled together some stories of the four famous works, but it was his eloquent and vivid narration that virtually added a bit of authenticity to the story. Yes, if he didn't personally experience those things, how could he speak out so easily, smoothly and emotionally?

This story has been told for several times. Ning Tao's mouth has dried up, and even the story has become loose, without the previous rigorous logic and sense of rhythm.

This is also normal. More lies and more flaws.

Ning Tao thought he couldn't go on. He changed the topic: "Xianghun, let's talk so much today. You can't remember if you talk too much. The future is long. We'll never separate again. I'll tell you stories every day in the future, okay?"

"Yes." Lang Xianghun nodded. She thought Ning Tao was reasonable. She would forget some of the details that Ning Tao said earlier.

Ning Tao said, "I'll bring you my clothes. Put them on and be careful to catch a cold."

Lang Xianghun chuckled, "I'm a god people. How can I catch a cold? You care about me too much."

"Yes, care is chaos." Ning Tao climbed along the pole.

Lang Xianghun still went to put on the white dress. She looked at Ning Tao: "Wujing, do you still have a drunk Xianghun? Let's have some together."

Ning Tao: "

She's really addicted.

If I had known so, I would tell you your sister's story!