Chapter 1312: Scum God, This Scum

Ning Tao didn't dodge, because with Lang Xianghun's scum in the mud, plus her energy sword, he couldn't hurt him at all. He could even chew her little sword and swallow it into his stomach, and his teeth would not break into pieces.

Moreover, after Lang Xianghun's fluorescent sword touched his neck, he didn't move forward a single point.

The two of them just stopped.

Lang Xianghun stared at Ning Tao.

Ning Tao also looked at her calmly.

Without the disguise of the divine armor, the height difference between Ning Tao and Lang Xianghun is only four or five centimeters, but because of the size, Lang Xianghun does not look shorter than Ning Tao. The only difference between the two is the color of hair, eyebrows, and pupils, and nothing else. If you have to find a difference, it is only the difference between men and women.

Lang Xianghun's heart seemed to be at war with heaven and man, and the hand holding the sword kept trembling. He tried to stab the fluorescent sword into Ning Tao's neck several times, but he couldn't do it.

Ning Tao had no other reaction, just looked at her quietly. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of the plain white dress that had fallen on the floor, and he wanted to remind her, but his lips only trembled twice, and he didn't say anything in the end.

Embarrassed, silent.

Silence, embarrassment.

After two or three minutes, Lang Xianghun opened his mouth to break the silence between the two: "You... who are you?"

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

This is not the script he designed with his eyesight. When things developed like this, the crew's bus had already overturned, so there is no script.

Tell her directly, his identity and purpose?

Doing so is risky. If she is a diehard loyalist of the Sky Temple, not only will his plan fail, but her own identity will also be exposed.

Kill her to silence her?

In doing so his plan would still fail, but the risk would stop here and his identity would not be revealed. But if he just killed her and left here, he would really not be reconciled.

what to do?

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

So, in the face of Lang Xianghun's questioning, what can he say?

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

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

Isn't that bridge section tailor-made for the current situation?

"Say!" Lang Xianghun yelled at Ning Tao, her emotions were a little out of control.

Ning Tao forced two tears.

Lang Xianghun was stunned for a moment: "You...why are you crying?"

Ning Tao spoke, his voice full of sadness: "I once had a sincere love in front of me. I didn't cherish it. I regretted it when I lost it. There is nothing more painful than this in the world. If God If you can give me another chance, I will say three words to that girl, I love you. If I have to add a time limit to this love, I hope it will be 10,000 years!"

What's happening here?

Lang Xianghun was directly stunned, she didn't know what Ning Tao was talking about, but she didn't know why she felt that what Ning Tao said at the moment was very emotional and pleasant to listen to, her iceberg-like heart was faintly showing signs of melting .

Ning Tao went on to say: "I used to be a light spirit."

"What did you say?" Lang Xianghun was startled again.

Ning Tao said: "Didn't you see? I am different from you only in the color of hair and eyes, but that's because..."

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

Ning Tao sighed: "That's because I am a god, look into my eyes."

Lang Xianghun stared straight into Ning Tao's eyes.

Ning Tao's eyes instantly turned golden, and two rays of divine light shot out, piercing into Lang Xianghun's eyes.

In that instant, Lang Xianghun's eyes were filled with golden light. In her eyes, a humble Tiemin was filled with golden light, and the golden halo on his head suddenly became extremely sacred and inviolable.

Ning Tao sighed again: "You and I were a couple of lovers. We loved each other to death. Later, I touched the last barrier. I had no choice but to retreat and practice. This retreat lasted for a hundred years, and I didn't know until I came out. You...you are no longer alive."

Two more tears fell.

Ning Tao's voice was choked with sobs: "You are a kind woman, I think your soul will definitely go to the sacred mountain, so I decided to go to the sacred mountain to find you. You don't know how difficult it is to cross the divine calamity. Lost, it all depends on thinking about you and persevering. I finally survived the catastrophe, and I searched for you all over the world. I know that I only found the Kingdom of God of Apocalypse not long ago, and I also know that you have become the envoy of the Sky Temple. So I asked Miss Lingyu to find you. You are the same as in the previous life, and you still like spices so much. So I devoted myself to research and finally researched the most mysterious drunken fragrance soul. Do you know that all I did was just For you... look at me, look at me carefully, I am your Wujing!"

The small fluorescent sword in Lang Xianghun's hand dropped and fell to the ground silently.

Then, without her controlling it, the little sword climbed up to her instep by itself, and then got in.

But that's not the point.

The point is that two tears also rolled down Lang Xianghun's eye sockets.

Those tears are also energy, and when they meet the air, they turn into specks of light, which has a poignant beauty.

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

"You... Are what you said true?" Lang Xianghun's voice was choked with sobs.

Ning Tao forced two more tears: "Xianghun, I can swear to God that every word I said is true, if what I said is false, let this day..."

Before he could say anything, Lang Xianghun suddenly threw himself into Ning Tao's arms and covered his mouth with his hands.

This time, she didn't embed into his body, and her hand also gave Ning Tao a real and fake feeling. It was a very wonderful feeling, which is indescribable in words.

Ning Tao put his arms around her waist, but he sighed in his heart, and scolded himself: "You are such a scumbag, your lying skills are superior to your divine power, you are not a child-giving god, you should It's right to be called a scum god... God scum!"

"Can you tell me about my previous life?" Lang Xianghun whispered in Ning Tao's ear: "I, I don't remember anything, but when I see you, I have an indescribably kind feeling ...Could this be the love from the previous life?"

Ning Tao said: "Yes, this is the love in the previous life. We lived in Huaguo Mountain in the previous life. There was a Liusha River in front of the mountain. We have been together since we were young. We were childhood sweethearts. We often bathed in the Liusha River. Do you remember that we When I was a child, I took a bath in the quicksand river and never wore clothes..."

Lang Xianghun tried very hard to recall the Huaguo Mountain and Liusha River, but he couldn't remember anything.

The gods did not

With the memory of the previous life, this simply gave Ning Tao unlimited space to use his imagination. There are so many story themes in the four great classics, and they can be used as they are, so he doesn't need to spend his brains.

"Really?"

"Xianghun, I can swear to God, if I have a single word of lies, call me..."

Lang Xianghun covered Ning Tao's mouth again: "I believe in you, don't swear easily, even if you are a god, you can't swear randomly."

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..." She didn't continue, a blush appeared on her cheeks.

Although it is a blushing in the form of energy, it is so realistic that it makes people's heart throb. Those cheeks are like the petals of peach blossoms in March, pink and red, and they can be blown to pieces.

Ning Tao scolded himself again in his heart, but on his face he said seriously: "Xianghun, it's all my fault, I'm too impulsive."

"No, you didn't move anything, it was me."

"Blame me, I shouldn't have given you the Drunken Fragrance Soul."

"No, I like your Drunken Fragrance Soul, it brings us together, Wujing, tell me about my past life, what kind of person am I?"

"In your previous life, you were a great beauty. You were ingenious. You were not only proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also embroidered. You liked sitting in front of your window the most. Every time I passed by your window, you would throw me down. Let me pick up something for you, sometimes it's a hydrangea, sometimes it's a handkerchief..."

Lang Xianghun was taken aback when he heard it, and sat engrossed in Ning Tao's story.

"Do you still remember that there is a teahouse next door to your house, and the woman who sells vegetables likes to move chairs and stools to sit in front of her house and eat melon seeds. Every time she sees me passing by your house, she will deliberately Greet me loudly, Officer Wujing, you are here..."

There was a smile on the corner of Lang Xianghun's mouth, she liked Ning Tao's story.

Ning Tao put together some stories from the four great classics, but it was his eloquent and vivid narration that added a bit of authenticity to the story. That's true, if he hadn't experienced those things himself, how could he speak so easily, fluently and emotionally?

This lecture lasted for several incense sticks, and Ning Tao's mouth was dry, and even the story became loose, without the strict logic and sense of rhythm as before.

This is also normal. If you tell too many lies, you will have more holes.

Ning Tao felt that he couldn't go on talking, so he changed the subject: "Xianghun, let's talk so much today, you won't remember if you talk too much. The future will be long, we will never be separated again, and I will tell you stories every day in the future , okay?"

"En." Lang Xianghun nodded, she felt that what Ning Tao said made sense, and she had forgotten some details that Ning Tao said earlier.

Ning Tao said: "I'll get you the clothes, put them on, and be careful not to catch a cold."

Lang Xianghun pursed his lips and smiled: "I am a god, how could I catch a cold? You care too much about me."

"Yes, yes, yes, care will lead to chaos." Ning Tao climbed the pole.

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

Ning Tao: "..."

She is truly addicted.

If I had known this earlier, I would tell you the story of your sister!