Chapter 36 The Inexplicable Soul
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A high-rise building, the building is unusually strange.
There are no stairs up, only four huge wooden columns supporting the pavilion above.
It's the first time Qiu Yang has seen such a building, and he can't help but be suspicious, "Madam, won't such a house collapse?"
Nangong Bingyu shook his head and pointed to the high wall behind the pavilion. "No, the real support is on that high wall."
Bubble said to Qiu Yang, "Brother Qiu, you can take Bingyu up later. I'll go up first."
"Good."
Bubble was dressed in a big red dress and jumped up. She was not so powerful enough to jump to dozens of meters high at once, only about three or four meters. With the help of the reverse elasticity of one of the big pillars, she kicked back and forth between the two pillars and jumped up.
After the bubble went up, Qiu Yang looked at Nangong Bingyu and smiled politely, "Are you afraid?"
"A little bit." Nangong Bingyu looked a little bad and smiled bitterly.
Joke, this is people's light skill, but it is not like modern filming at all. It can be trapped with a safety cord. If something really happens, if it falls from such a high place, it will not become a piece of rotten tofu.
If you can really die, it is still a kind of relief. In case you can't die and fall into a disabled, it's really unreasonable.
It's just that what is left in front of her now is only the first level. If she can't go up to such a high place, then she can say that there is no need to talk about what she wants to talk about next.
Bubble's big brother, the soul does not see outsiders at all.
If he wants to kill a person and control the sword spirit in his seven-star sword, he can kill him. He can't see his true face at all.
But there are some things that she must tell the soul that even if he wants to kill her, she must talk to him.
Qiu Yang patted her on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I'm here."
"Hmm."
"Come on, hold me. I'll take you up." Qiu Yang's face was not panicked at all, like the pavilion dozens of meters high. For him, it was just a simple thing to do.
Nangong Bingyu doesn't want to doubt him and has always trusted him. Because of trust, he knows that he will not hurt her.
Qiu Yang stretched out his left hand, and there was a silver machine hanging on his wrist. He gently touched one of the mechanisms and only heard a "chirp". A thin silver silk line went straight to the wood under the pavilion. Qiu Yang pulled his wrist, but the silk thread did not come back.
Qiu Yang held Nangong Bingyu's waist with his right hand and whispered, "Hold it firmly."
Nangong Bingyu immediately wrapped his hands around his neck and only felt that his body was light. Qiu Yang did not kick the pillar like a bubble and jumped up. It was really like the TV series, flying up out of thin air.
Nangong Bingyu looked at Qiu Yang in surprise. He knew that his kung fu was very strong before, but he didn't expect that his light kung fu was also very powerful and could not be ignored.
It's just that Qiu Yang never shows his martial arts in front of people. He is a person who puts him in the crowd and makes people feel that he is harmless. However, he is a very dangerous gentleman. Although Qiu Yang is not a bad person, the person who angers him will become a ghost under his soft sword. One of them.
Nangong Bingyu hugged him, and her body slowly rose, but she had incomparable peace of mind. Holding him, like a very hard shield, made her feel that the man in front of her would always protect her and would not let her suffer any harm.
Some people will leave because of difficulties. This kind of person is a person who can only share glory and can't share suffering.
There is another kind that usually treats you very well, and will accompany you through it even when your life is in danger. Everything, no matter how dangerous the road ahead, he will advance and retreat with you.
Nangong Bingyu seemed to understand something and looked at Qiu Yang with tender eyes. He and she had worshipped heaven and earth, and everything was already husband and wife.
However, for four months, they only had the name of husband and wife, and there was no husband and wife.
Now think about it, I owe him too much.
Thinking about it, they have already stood on the flat board outside the pavilion.
Zhou Yang has taken back the silver wire and reached out to pat her dull face, "What's wrong? Do you look stupid?"
"No, nothing, I just think of our affairs. You have been paying for me all the time, which makes me feel that I owe you too much."
"Fool, you are my wife, the person who has been with me all my life. I don't treat you well and who is good to?"
"Thank you."
"Well, we are already standing here. Do you want me to go in with you?" Qiu Yang asked.
Nangong Bingyu shook her head, "No, my soul won't kill me."
"Hmm?"
"I went in first. You wait for me here."
"Good."
Qiu Yang smoothed the flying green silk just when he brought her up. After sorting it out, he let her in.
As soon as Nangong Bingyu walked out of the door of the pavilion step by step and was about to raise her hand to knock on the door, the wooden door there automatically opened, and suddenly a red light flew in front of her. The red sword light, she was a weak woman without the power to bind chickens, not a woman with extreme kung fu. Qiu Yang saw that she had Danger, if you want to save her at this time, there is nothing you can do.
The sword light suddenly came in front of her. Nangong Bingyu's face was calm, and the corners of her mouth evoked a faint smile. Looking at the faint sword light, the lazy voice sounded, "Big brother, don't you welcome me like this?"
The sword light stopped in front of her, ten centimeters away. If the sword light is split, Nangong Bingyu can be said to have died here.
But on the edge of life and death in front of him, Nangong Bingyu was very calm, without a trace of fear, let alone weak feet. On the contrary, she could make fun of herself, "Oh, why don't you split this sword?"
A deep voice came from the house, "Builder, please go out first. I have something to talk to the owner of Nangong in private."
Qiu Yang thought that this voice should be the eldest brother of Bubble. Listening to the sound, its internal strength is by no means the same. It is not the same as Bubble, and there is arrogance in his voice. Although his tone is polite and polite, he has his own persistence and does not allow others to refuse. Absolutely.
The sound of bubble hesitation sounded, "But..."
"Hmm?"
"Okay, big brother, I'm outside the door. If you need anything, just call me." Bubble said respectfully.
"Go out."
When the red figure came out, he passed by Nangong Bingyu and whispered, "Be careful. When something happens, shout. Brother Qiu and I are guarding outside the door."
Nangong Bingyu heard clearly, but nodded slightly and didn't say anything.
The red sword light has been taken back by the eldest brother. Nangong Bingyu lifted her skirt and walked into the pavilion.
This unique building is built in the highest place, but I have to say that the decoration in this house is very beautiful. It's very simple. There is only one big wooden tree head, like a wooden table for drinking tea, but it looks fine, but it has a unique flavor. On the table, there is an extra cup of tea cup of smoke, and there is still yellow tea left in it.
Nangong Bingyu doesn't think it's a bubble, because there are only two tea cups on the table.
The bubble has just gone out, and the tea has just been poured.
Nangong Bingyu sat rudely opposite the eldest brother. She didn't even looked at the eldest brother, but first picked up the teacup, smelled it between her nose, and praised, "Good tea, fragrant and rich, but I don't know if the tea is the same?"
"You've tasted it, don't you?"
Nangong Bingyu smiled, "Then I will be disrespectful."
"You've sat down. When did you get away?" The soul closed its eyes, and there was sarcasm in the faint sentence.
Nangong Bingyu took a sip of fragrant tea carelessly and nodded, "It seems that the eldest brother's life is still quite free."
The soul still sits there motionless, closing its eyes and has no desire to speak.
Nangong Bingyu was boring and not annoyed. She put the teacup in place and asked softly, "Why don't you kill me this time?"
"You're not a broom star."
"Why?"
"You have died once, so your fate has changed."
Nang Gong Bingyu smiled bitterly, "I don't believe in the road of fate."
"That's your business. I'm astrological, and I believe it." The soul opened its eyes, and the bright eyes were as clear as those of the baby when it was just born, making people unable to divert their eyes.
Nangong Bingyu glanced at him and said, "Big brother's astrology seems to be on the next level."
The soul finally met her eyes, "How can I see it?"
"Your vision is clearer, and you have reached the state of returning to simplicity."
The corners of the soul's lips evoked a smile, although it was just a sneer, "I didn't expect you to have such a vision, and you are the head of the richest man in Yasukuo."
"Big brother praised it. It's just a false reputation given by the world."
"Stop! Today, I asked you to come in, not to say these hypocritical compliments to you. Let's finish the business first.
"Big brother wants to talk, and the little girl is naturally accompanied."
The soul sat there, poured himself a cup of tea, and said slowly, "The country will be in chaos. Do you have any countermeasures?"
Nangong Bingyu smiled and said, "I thought the eldest brother would not care about the lives of the world. I didn't expect that you could take the lead, but you revealed the opportunity so much, aren't you afraid of losing your life expectancy?"
The soul narrowed its eyes slightly, and a sharp sword light scratched Nangong Bingyu's neck, and a long blood stain immediately oozed from the snow-white neck, as if it had been scratched.
The deep and cold voice of the soul sounded in her ear, "Don't talk in front of me, you are not a person of this era at all! You and the broom star are from the same place! Don't think you're not a broom star, I can't kill you! It annoys me, and I will make you ashes!"