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
Time just fleeted in Duanjie City.A month passed within a blink of an eye.The temperature in the city kept dropping. Days were short and nights long.Duanjie City finally settled down after half a month’s chaos. Siming who hid behind the scenes walked out of the Xingling Hall in the posture of a goddess coming to the world and stabilized the order.She had a stunningly beautiful face and acted in a graceful demeanor with an air of elegance. She was so beautiful that no one would suspect her. They all took her words as the oracle.No new king had ascended the throne yet so the prime minister had to deal with the government affairs temporarily. As to Siming, after showing herself once, she hid behind the scenes again to navigate the overall situation.She wanted to pay no heed to the secular affairs but after all, the root of her law was hidden in Duanjie City. She needed to maintain the stability o
Ning Changjiu read all the books. The oil lamp was still burning. The bean-size flame flickered.He unfolded the last book and then merged the content of the Beiming Divine Sword Method with the other books.All the cultivation methods were integrated into a complete book in his consciousness.That was the Divine Records of Sura mentioned by Yechu, which was the Heavenly Heart Scripture of Bu Ke Temple in his previous life.Heavenly Heart Scripture was the required basic mental method of all the disciples in the temple. That was what Ning Changjiu practiced before he was 16 years old.Yet, he had been reincarnated but the veil on the memories by Bu Ke Temple still remained. Most of his memories were still like the iceberg hidden in the seawater. Only when it was seen could it be truly recalled.Now, the seal on the memories seemed to be unfrozen bit by bit. The complete picture of the Heavenly Heart