This blackened weapon appears around us. It will take a while to know if it's following them.

There is a possibility of getting into trouble. Blackening is a disease that can spread.

Ning Shu took back some mental power, shrouded it around and observed it all the time.

Then he began to cultivate with one mind and two uses, absorbing the power of stars.

There are more and more stars in the Dantian, and there are more and more stars.

Ning Shu doesn't know how to use this power, or where his peerless martial arts are going.

In a word, it feels more and more strange.

Ning Shu felt that she had picked up a treasure. Although it was not impressive, it was always beside her.

It has always been her support.

I love peerless martial arts.

LAL took off his coat and put it on Ning Shu. Then he looked around warily, wary of any danger.

Mei Ziqing sat by the fire for a while, full of worries, and pushed the fire with dry branches.

The fire shone on her face, bright and dark.

Sitting still, he finally threw the branch in his hand into the fire and entered the tent.

Ning Shu opened his eyes, sat up and stared at Mei Ziqing's tent.

"Nicole, what's the matter?" When LAL saw Ning Shu woke up, he asked, "but do you want to explain?"

Ning Shu:

"No, I'm sleepwalking." Ning Shu lay down.

"Or go to sleep in the tent." "It's too much dew outside," said LAL

"There is no tent for us." Ning Shu said casually that the tent was made by some of Mei Ziqing's weapons.

I didn't get her at all.

Since her departure, Mei Ziqing has been a bit haunted.

Often in a daze.

"You go and squeeze with your friends." Lunu LAL couldn't help saying that he reached out his hand and raised Ningshu high. Then he jumped down and held Ningshu to meiziqing's tent.

Ning Shu:

How does LAL like this way? It's like raising a child high.

"Can I come in and sleep?" Ning Shu said a word, directly lifted the curtain, and huddled with Mei Ziqing.

"What's the matter with you?" Ning Shu asked Mei Ziqing

Mei Ziqing's voice was in the dark. "I'm ok."

Ning Shu frowned and Mei Ziqing cried again.

Since knowing Mei Ziqing, Ning Shu has never seen such a Mei Ziqing.

Ning Shu is troubled by whether to ask or not.

Forget it, don't ask, if they don't want to.

Since I cried, it must be a painful thing. To say it is to tear the scar.

Ning Shu turned over and turned her back to Mei Ziqing.

Under the scanning of mental power, Mei Ziqing's expression is not in tears. Ning Shu knows it clearly.

But Ning Shu takes back his mental strength and sleeps with his eyes closed.

When he woke up, there was no one around him. When he came out of the tent, Mei Ziqing was already making breakfast.

Ning Shu went over and sat beside Mei Ziqing. He saw Mei Ziqing's eyes were a little red.

It seems that last night was not an illusion. Mei Ziqing was crying.

Mei Ziqing's five weapons wandered around. No one noticed what happened to Mei Ziqing.

Ning Shu frowns. It seems that these weapons really don't care about Mei Ziqing, or Mei Ziqing's client.

Originally close friends and comrades in arms, I don't know if I've changed my core.

Laer has wet the pad from the nearest river, and takes it to wash Ning Shu's face. Ning Shu rubs the pad on his face, feeling more comfortable.

I'm proud of myself. Five weapons can't match LAL's.

Ning Shu gives the pad to LAL and gives him a thumb. Although LAL doesn't know what it means, he smiles at Ning Shu.

Mei Ziqing squints at Ning Shu and LAL. When LAL goes to wash the PA, he asks Ning Shu, "you don't like that kid."

Ning Shu:

"This young man is my client's love. He likes my client too. You just look at people with dirty eyes."

Mei Ziqing uses the branches to stir the fire. The pot is steaming. The water is boiling. Mei Ziqing puts dried meat and dried mushrooms in it.

The fragrance will come out in a moment.

Ning Shu stares at the pot. Mei Ziqing gives Ning Shu a bowl first.

Ning Shu looks at Mei Ziqing and always feels that Mei Ziqing's body is filled with inexplicable sadness.

This kind of mood has affected Ning Shu. Let Ning Shu guess what might happen to this trip.

Ningshu drinks broth, which is very fresh and delicious. The whole stomach is warm and sweaty.

Ning Shu saw that Mei Ziqing didn't move very much. "Have a drink. I think you have a lot to worry about. No matter what, you have to eat."Mei Ziqing reluctantly ate a little, see rather eat sweet, the meat in the pot to rather comfortable.

Ning Shu is willing to eat as much as he can, and he said, "is there any danger in our trip? It's hard for me to ignore your appearance and pretend that I don't know anything."

Mei Ziqing sighs and looks at Ning Shu with guilt in her eyes.

Ning Shu: don't look at me like this

Ning Shu is very hairy.

"If you have anything to say." Ning Shu said.

Mei Ziqing shook his head. "Then you will know. I have something to do with you this time. I want you to witness something, which makes me very painful."

"Now we have to make an end."

It's more and more mysterious. Does Mei Ziqing know anything.

Ning Shu finished all the broth and hiccupped, "although I don't know what you said, I still hope you can let go of some things, otherwise the pain is yourself."

Such entanglement, such pain, such heartbreak are mostly related to love.

Love is the most fascinating thing in the world.

Sweet and bitter, sugar and wrapped in poison, maybe when love will be foaming and burping fart.

Does Mei Ziqing have a lover who seems to have done something to make Mei Ziqing miserable and in a dilemma.

Is it a story of love, hate and hatred.

Ning Shu's brain has already filled out the story, which can't be controlled to spread.

When she was an intermediate Tasker, Mei Ziqing began to attack the super Tasker.

It shows that Mei Ziqing has been a Tasker for a long time, but she has a lover.

It seems that love, as long as it's human, is a longing.

Ning Shu held up his chin and looked at Mei Ziqing, feeling helpless.

Mei Ziqing can't tell her what happened, so that she can have a psychological preparation.

Let her witness something.

Ning Shu is scratching his heart and lungs.

Recently contacted task holders, how can they hurt spring and autumn?

Wenxing had a girlfriend who used to love very much and finally broke up.

There seems to be endless sorrow in the natural and unrestrained heart of Mei Ziqing.