The flame in Yechu’s eyes died out. The black eagle flapped its wings and shrieked. The blasted flag stirred the snowstorm. The words on it seemed to become a black dragon and then fly out.
Ning Changjiu stood in the snowfield.
Yechu stood before him. Behind him was the dark cave leading to nowhere.
Yechu’s shout was drowned by the snowstorm. A snowflake landed on the god-like perfect face. He looked at the young man and stayed quiet for quite a while.
Ning Changjiu also stared at him.
Yechu’s words took him by surprise for a moment. The snow reflected in his eyes flew across like turbulence and also subsided quickly.
“Is this very strange?” Ning Changjiu asked.
This was the first time that he had met Yechu. His face was as good-looking as a god, which one couldn’t dislike or want to approach.
Yet, the perfect face became rigid and cold after the smile disappeared on the fa
There was no summer in Duanjie City.The temperature was like nests of ants, which were moving back and forth. Sometimes, it was sultry and windy; sometimes, it was freezing cold. It was rather disturbing.Shao Xiaoli made a pot of bean porridge and carried it out of the kitchen. The hot steam blew on her rosy cheeks.Ning Changjiu recollected all the Taoist techniques he had learned in Bu Ke Temple in his previous life quickly. Most of the Taoist techniques were not as profound as The Water and Moon in the Mirror but more like the origin and foundation of many magic skills.The light shone on his face through the carved window. Ning Changjiu opened his eyes and his pupils were brightened by the light.He held out his fingers to reach the light in front.“Surpass the light...” Ning Changjiu pondered over the saying in his heart...In this world, many masters could strike the sword moves
Ning Changjiu waited outside the door while Shao Xiaoli followed the king inside. Then, she met Su Yanshu.Wearing a set of wide red clothes, Su Yanshu leaned against the fence with the golden hairpins tilted and heavy makeup. She was staring at the royal city with bleak eyes.“Yanshu...” Shao Xiaoli thought that she would see a bloody woman full of injuries. To her surprise, Su Yanshu would be so well.This beautiful woman’s arms were still as delicate and fair-skinned as mutton fat without any injury marks.Upon seeing that Shao Xiaoli come over, she cracked a smile. Her face was no longer etched with maidenliness which she showed in the entertainment house but a hint of faint coquetry.She waved at Shao Xiaoli.The king dressed in the dragon robe walked from behind Shao Xiaoli. Su Yanshu curtsied to him, saying in a melodious voice, “Greetings, Your Majesty.”The king nodded slowly.
“What you exerted is a sword technique,” Siming looked at Shao Xiaoli and then said tenderly, “The move carries concentrated intent and unrestrained spirit, which is like hiding a needle in the sleeve. It is quite nice. I wonder whom you learn it from.”Shao Xiaoli had never met the woman in front.The contours of her face were perfectly soft and her soft silver hair appeared like the best silk. It scattered in order and clung to the curve of her body. Some of the hair drooped straightly on her back while the others just clung to her ample bosoms. Her black robe was not entirely black, which was embellished with some faint patterns embroidered with silver threads. The deeply-buried lines vaguely outlined a complete design. Shao Xiaoli couldn’t see it clearly.This woman’s sudden appearance overturned her thoughts.She reckoned that even Su Yanshu who had amorous curves seemed to become a plain girl when compared with the wom
More and more people went through the valley and the wilderness and arrived at this white ice field.Just like the legend that the Holy Son cut off the universe with a hairpin, the ice field and the plain field were clearly divided. The black and white collided in their sight. The boundless snow brought an unparalleled visual impact and the footprints on the snow surface were so insignificant and yet eye-catching.More and more footprints were left in the snowfield.Inserted into the thick snowfield, the flags were billowing in the cold wind. The world seemed to go through a fault. They were on the hot grassland before and now, it became so cold that their breath could frost in the air.The Abyss Travelers trod across the snowfield with awe for the unknown.Moments later, the black land couldn’t be seen behind. The snowfield was not truly deadly still. During the long trek, they also met some creatures among the
“Ning Changjiu, don’t trust this woman’s nonsense! She is a big liar! Her words are part truth, part fake. Only one out of her ten words is true. She just uses her pretty face to take in others! If you are deceived by her, I won’t have any sense of achievement when I take over your body in the future!”The sword classic’s spirit reminded him with indignation in his body.The snowstorm became heavier in the gorge while Siming appeared quieter.Her slender fingers sank between the belt and her waist. The billowing black dress also seemed to slow down.She gently curled her fingers. Then, the tight belt really got loose and clung to her fingers. It was loosely around her waist. After her black dress was no longer restrained by the belt, it also seemed as if to drop at any time.Detachment and coquetry mixed contradictorily on her. She trod across the snowfield barefooted. Her feet were of the same color as the ice
Blood Feather spread its wings and its black feathers merged with the darkness. The white clothes on it billowed in the wind. As the young man uttered his malediction, Siming’s crystalline eyes glistened.The region of time set up by her disappeared quickly after Yechu arrived.Blood Feather rose to the sky and went away. After Ning Changjiu got away from Siming’s region, his mental strength finally broke free.The gate of his Zifu was opened. The restrained golden crow turned into golden threads and got into Ning Changjiu’s body as if being summoned. A long and narrow golden fall also seemed to hang in the darkness.Siming wanted to catch him but she couldn’t.The golden fall gradually became thin and dry. In the end, it was drawn back into Ning Changjiu’s body. The wind stirred up by Blood Feather’s wings whistled in the height just like a wild sneer.The white clothes and the red dress both disap
The signal smoke rose to the sky.Siming held the sword handle and pulled it out of her body slowly. The blade was stained by the blood. Her heartbeat also hit the blade across the distance of 1.5 centimeters and transmitted to her hand that held the sword through the blade.Her hand was trembling too.The big tree behind her had been destroyed by the spiritual power and slowly fell. She bent down slowly and leaned against the ruined tree stump. Staring at the bloodstain on the blade, she parted her lips and gasped nonstop, her ample bosoms heaving. Her upper white blouse had been soaked in blood, which looked like a blooming peony. And blood also oozed out of her vermilion lips. As she puckered her lips, her lips were stained with blood then.In the past, she had witnessed the death of many beautiful women. She always thought that death carried a kind of dramatic beauty.Now, the blood streamed out of her injur
In Duanjie City, before the signal smoke was kindled.The royal palace was in the darkness and the plaza ahead was empty. The city walls stood there squarely, on which there were guards. Sometimes, the torches were burning in situ and at other times, they were carried back and forth.Su Yanshu stared at such a royal city, her fiery dress billowing in the night wind. The pattern of phoenix on her dress seemed to have fallen asleep.“I don’t like this place,” she suddenly said in a soft voice, “This place is like a prison. Since I came here, I’ve spent every day singing, dancing and drinking. And I have to force myself to smile at the king. I’m really tired. Can we leave... The peach blossoms should bloom for the spring but not for the people who appreciate the flowers.”Behind her, the darkness seemed to ripple with her words.“Do you want to leave with me?” A voice sounded from behind her.With a sa