The heavy rain poured down in torrents.
Previously, all the sword Qi left in the clouds by Lu Jiajia and Jing Yangxia blasted. Every drop of rain contained faint sword intent. They fell pitter-patter and enshrouded the whole sword field. In the upper air, the heavy clouds were like a big loophole and pressed down slowly.
Jing Yangxia's clothes were wet by the rain. Then, his white sackcloth was wetted by the rain, too. Under his grey eyebrows, the corners of his eyes were heavily wrinkled. His oldness could hardly be concealed.
Lu Jiajia also stood in the rain but her clothes were not wet at all.
With the raining sound around her ears, Lu Jiajia suddenly raised her right hand holding the sword halfway and pushed the sword with her thumb.
The moment the sword was unsheathed, the raindrops that carried the sword intent suddenly became static. The next moment, they went at the sky reversely as she unsheathed the sw
At the age of four, Ning Changjiu was situated in a shabby yard, surrounded by kids who were in rags like him.The yard consisted of several earth houses. It was dim and damp. The uneven wall was carved with numbers. The light couldn't penetrate through the dark door. The houses were like vertical coffins.The light was like the sunlight in winter. It was bright yet cold.A man who was smiling with his hair swept back was standing in front, talking with an old woman whose face was ghastly wrinkled. That woman looked very strong yet not sturdy but his naked arms appeared muscular. His hands were empty but somehow, it appeared that he was carrying a heavy saber on his back.Ning Changjiu didn't remember this part of the memory. He learned about this from his inner demon tribulation.Then, he heard someone call his name. His name was Jiu, which meant nine. The number of the house where he stayed was nine. Every hou
Zhao Xiang'er stood quietly on the Jiuling Tower. Her waist was tied up with a white belt. The train edge of her dress under her knees was like small waves blown by the wind. Her slender legs were sparkingly white in the sunlight.Ning Changjiu looked at her crescent-like eyebrows. Her delicate face was no longer childish, which became more exquisite and prettier. The gleams in her bright eyes were not like immortal intent but more like the mystery of the god hidden in the world.They stared at each other like this. The cold wind blew over. The thick and grey clouds rolled across quickly as if a piece of snow would drop from within.Zhao Xiang'er looked at him seriously. After a while, she finally composed herself with a cold look, saying, "How dare you come back?"Ning Changjiu said, "Am I such an unfaithful man in your heart?"Zhao Xiang'er said casually, "I really don't trust you."Ning Changjiu
The boat suddenly swayed in the center of the lake and then quickly became stable.Ning Changjiu and Zhao Xiang'er sat facing each other. The two white figures set off each other and appeared like the white-painted wall.Ning Changjiu was holding a new sword that was worth quite much. The sheath was made of the lacquered black sandalwood and the white serpent's skin. The white scaly sheath was adorned with copper pieces. The shiny copper was slightly made antique, which was adorned with light and shade alternately.The moment Ning Changjiu held the sword handle, the iron sword in the serpent sheath seemed to come to life. It vibrated in the sheath as if a real white snake wiggled and wanted to cast off its old skin and replace it with the sharp and new scaly armor. As the sword Qi rose, the young man dropped his smile. Blown by the wind, his black hair also looked like a wildly dancing snake in the sheath.He had started to
"Nonsense!" Zhao Xiang'er looked at the sparrow and stayed quiet for a while. Her drowsy eyes became clear. She cast an angry glance at Ning Changjiu and said, "I've woken up while you seem to be dreaming!"Ning Changjiu took a look at the sparrow in the tree and stared at Zhao Xiang'er with disdain, saying, "You are an empress. Can you be a bit poetic?"His voice seemed a bit loud. No sooner had he finished talking than the sparrow flew away in shock."Your poetic flavor is gone." Zhao Xiang'er said with a sneer, "Would you like to chase it?""The young Rosefinch is around. What's the point of chasing a sparrow?" Ning Changjiu replied.Zhao Xiang'er arched her eyebrows and asked, "Oh? So you admit that it is a sparrow?"Ning Changjiu was slightly dazed and didn't know how to explain. He directly said, "Are you reluctant to admit defeat?"Zhao Xiang'er was always the unreasonable one. N
Ning Changjiu stood in the sea of fire. The demon-like flames were burning everything.He looked through the red flames and found that the layout of the streets and houses didn't seem to be much changed. The city gate he had gone through was still closed. The relics of the Qianyu Palace were also burning in the fire. Everything in the fire was nearly transparently burned.The shrine in front of which Zhao Xiang'er stayed was hanging in the sky. A staircase constructed by the flame was drooping. The staircase was like the path of atonement the evil people had to walk past barefooted in the fantasy stories. Even if Ning Changjiu's body was potent, when the fire came to him, he also felt a blast of indelible heat as if his skin were to be grilled into a thin and charred piece.Ning Changjiu knew that these were all hallucinations. This world was not a real world. Nevertheless, when those flaming divine birds flew up in all directions, he wa
The killing sound rent the air.This was a road paved with corpses and blood. It was like a bloody carpet, extending from this long street to the whole imperial city. Even the endless fire couldn't burn it off.Ning Changjiu was still wearing white clothes with black hair, except that his body had turned golden. The golden color was like the newly cast bell in the temple.Holding the horn, he charged forward and fought with the ancient beasts. He became like a dauntless Sura bathed in the blood. All the splashed blood was ruthlessly slashed by him with the sword, followed by even more overwhelming blood sprays amidst continuous slaying.Currently, Ning Changjiu was not exerting any sword move but simply slashing and hacking. He didn't look sturdy at all but when he rushed into the crowd, he was like a strong giant bear.The endless killing was like a falling nightmare. Holding the sword, Ning Changjiu slew all t
"I showed concern for you. How can you fool me?" Zhao Xiang'er stared at his eyes with an angry face that featured puckered lips. Her collarbones were clearly shown and her glittering eyes were full of shame and resentment. The elegant dress of Qianzhexiang on her seemed to lose its luster and appear rather dull.Ordinary people would be rendered speechless with guilt and started apologizing with sweet words in face of her complicated eyes. However, Ning Changjiu said with determination, "Stop it. Didn't you coax me into coming into the imperial city?"Zhao Xiang'er bit her lower lip and argued, "I... I brought you here for a meal!"Ning Changjiu pointed at the wrecked godly state and said, "I brought you here for a tour."Zhao Xiang'er looked around and didn't know how to describe this world. It was more of a desolate space rather than a world. In this space, a sun seemed to have exploded. Above the relics of the buildings,
This scene used to actually happen.In the house of Ning Qinshui, when Ning Changjiu woke up, he saw Zhao Xiang'er pointing a saber at him. She raised several questions and asked him to answer honestly.The history that developed in spirals finally changed at the moment.Zhao Xiang'er's Qianzhexiang dress had disappeared as the world collapsed. Currently, she was still wearing a clean white cotton dress. Now, her cotton dress was tied with the red rope, clinging to her skin.The empress who used to be majestic and exalted was tied up like this on the bed.Zhao Xiang'er’s journey of cultivation was rather smooth. By now, she had even reached the realm of Purple Court, which could make her deemed as an immortal. Never had she suffered such aggrievances before.Luckily, she still could move. She sat up from the bed with difficulty. As she sat up, the rope on her became tighter. As a result, she couldn'