The red sun pierced through the world.
It was not the real sun. Its surface was carved with accurate scales. Those scales were like the black crows standing at the brim of the red sun.
Behind the corona, a layer of illusory light flowed faintly. The world behind the light curtain was endlessly magnificent.
That was a gate opened for them.
Shao Xiaoli said with worry, "If I go back alone, will I be more than ten years older when I arrive back home?"
Ning Changjiu had made up his mind. He took off the dry branch and passed it to Shao Xiaoli, saying, "Do you remember this?"
Of course Shao Xiaoli remembered it. She replied in a flurry, "Isn't this your artifact?"
Ning Changjiu said, "It was you who named it Beiming."
"Yeah..."
"What you practice is Beiming Divine Sword Method. Of course you should take Beiming as your sword," said Ning Changjiu.
Shao X
The half of the saber that went through the chest was condensed by countless rays of light. It was so crystalline that it was like a block of finely ground and shiny ice.Ning Changjiu had been pierced through by the blade almost before he had time to react.His soul seemed to be swept across by the cold storm. This kind of coldness had natural restraint on his soul. Within an instant, his whole soul turned into the ice crystal.Given his current mental state, the inner demon tribulation couldn't trap him unless it was about his master in his last life.However, his master was the memory of his last life, which was irrelevant to this life. It was like a dream, which wouldn't be embodied in his inner demon tribulation.Such being the case, only the manager of the inner demon tribulation could kill his soul in the inner demon tribulation.When he forcibly broke into Ning Xiaoling's inner demon tribula
The clouds rolled above his head like waves. In the dense streaks of rain, the grey sky appeared cold.The thunderbolts had been gone. The lightning and thunder coming from up in the air were a real astronomical phenomenon.Ning Changjiu looked south in a trance.The shimmer of trance was rather lethal.His mind was suddenly gripped by something. The pain in his soul was even more severe than when he was stabbed by the little girl in the inner demon tribulation."When did you wake up?" Ning Changjiu asked in pain.In his body, that familiar voice was unprecedentedly cold, "When you got out of the abyss, I had woken up."That was the voice of the sword's spirit.Ning Changjiu stayed silent for a while and said, "Why didn't you take action before?"The sword's spirit answered, "Because that woman was around."Ning Changjiu said, "You still insist on
Ning Changjiu concealed all his Qi and appeared like a ray of faint morning sunlight in the dim forest.Lu Jiajia stood in front of the wooden sculpture and stared at the abyss as always. A vast expanse of morning mist flashed in front and appeared pale pinkish grey in the light, which gradually faded away.Ning Changjiu reached out his hand, picked up two leaves gently and folded them into the shape of a butterfly, which flew towards the back of Lu Jiajia.He hid behind a big tree."Who's that?"Very quickly, a figure flashed across Lu Jiajia's sword heart. She turned her gaze from the abyss and turned around suddenly. A streak of snow-white sword Qi flashed across the ground straightly with her gaze.The sword Qi became the barrier between the woods and the cottage. The butterfly put together by the dry leaves was blocked outside.Lu Jiajia stared at the leafwing butterfly and cast he
Ning Changjiu loomed over her and approached her face bit by bit, his eyes fixed on hers. Lu Jiajia couldn't help leaning backward.She became slightly flustered. The faint rosiness on her cheeks gradually turned red. Under her curly eyelashes, her eyes seemed to contain flowing water... The water was glittery and bright, just like the mist on the lake in the late autumn.She bit her lips gently. When she heard him proclaim himself master and mention punishing her, her heart couldn't help pounding faster.The affection between her and Ning Changjiu was an understood thing. Now that they crossed the life-and-death line and met again, the feelings accumulated in their hearts couldn't be relieved by sitting together for one day and having a pot of tea.Lu Jiajia looked at his face. The face was still handsome. He still seemed to be a young man but she was eight years older than him. In the past, he had to call her master smilin
The moonlight swayed and the wind whistled through the lotus leaves. The boat was floating on the lake.The melodious sound of the flute was resounding and the bright moon gradually sank in the west.On the boat, the thin clothes covered the celestial body. The collars were bathed in the moonlight and infected with the floral scent. After playing a tune under the moonlight in the dream, Lu Jiajia lay down on one side. Locks of hair fell into the water again and floated lightly like the softly scattered waterweeds.The lotus boat twirled and swayed.Ning Changjiu opened his eyes a bit from the dream.The stars came into his vision, revolving slowly.He couldn't tell whether the Milky Way was revolving or the boat was flowing with the current.He only knew that he had never been so relaxed over the past more than two years.The sightseers were immersed in the night wind.
A night passed within a blink of an eye.When Ning Changjiu opened his eyes, the sun had shone through the window into the shabby room brightly.The cottage was small with no soft pillow and quilt. The bed was almost made of wood and straws. However, when Ning Changjiu lay down, he could feel the warmth and heat left on the bed over the past two years.Lu Jiajia still woke up earlier than him. She acted as if nothing had happened. She put on a set of new white clothes, combed her hair, cooked a pot of porridge, filled two bowls with porridge and put them on the desk.Ning Changjiu rose and got off the bed with soreness all over his body. He motivated his spiritual power to rest in recuperation and stretched himself.When Lu Jiajia gathered her clothes well, she always displayed an excellent temperament. She sat on a roughly made bench but it looked like her sitting in the jade chair of the peak master's hall. He
The forest was dappled with moonlight. Ning Changjiu stood next to a withered tree and looked through the branches at the moon in the sky.In the vast South Wilderness, weird roars often sounded.All the beings here had been contaminated by the South Wilderness. They grew weirdly. Even the flowers that were like the waves of brocade were actually the withered yellow and purple leaves of Wrist Snake Tree during one season.Maybe because Ning Changjiu had divine power, the South Wilderness couldn't contaminate him a bit.Strangely, Lu Jiajia was only at the realm of Purple Court but she had stayed in the South Wilderness for two years unscathed.Just like those ci poets, he stared at the moon in confusion and wanted to find an answer.Then, the moon really gave him the answer.The chirping of crickets in the forest stopped abruptly.The rustling of leaves faded away with the
In the cottage, Lerou wearing a white cotton dress was sitting on the bench. Lu Jiajia stood in front of her and braided her long hair with her fingers as a comb.Upon hearing that question, Lu Jiajia slightly hedged and fiddled with Lerou's hair, dithering over how to explain to Lerou.At the moment, the wooden door of the cottage was suddenly opened.The night wind came inside with the young man's voice."Jiajia, I'm back." Ning Changjiu pretended that he was coming back home from a night walk.Lu Jiajia and Lerou both looked at the door. Instantly, their hearts clenched at the same time.Lu Jiajia didn't expect that he would come back all of a sudden. She felt as if being caught off guard. Lerou was utterly shocked. Looking at the white figure outside the door, she parted her lips with a stupefied expression. The dry and hot wind blew into her mouth and made her chin tremble nonstop.