Ning Qingqiu was practicing swords again.

The sword light is like water, like meteor lightning, like flying flowers and falling leaves.

Ever changing.

It can be said that water is amorphous, and clouds are normal.

Mingyuan clapped his hands and said: "Good swordsmanship, like thunder to collect anger, like the river and sea condensing clear light, it really has both form and meaning." ”

Su Hongyi has always been a pragmatist, but at this time he also agreed: "It looks like a beauty dance, but it is actually a murderous sword, although this sword seems to be fragile with bells and whistles, it is actually gentle with killing intent, and cold with endless anger." ”

"It's the style I like. ”

Lu Changsheng glanced at him coldly: "The way of the sword is true, her sword is not just for killing, your opinion is biased." ”

Ning Qingqiu reined in the sword qi realm he had released, and the whole person moved the lotus step lightly, with a light posture and dexterous steps, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, what's there to fight for, to be able to get a few such comments, it's really my three lives lucky, refining the heart sword has a spirit, and it's all joyful vibrations to express my emotions...... My sword, thousands of people see thousands of ideas, implicitly in line with the truth that there is a Buddha in the heart of the Buddhists, and everything is a Buddha, but it draws on the inheritance of the Leiyin Temple......"

Speaking of Leiyin Temple, she thought of the little monk, and her expression was slightly gloomy, and she felt that it was a pity.

Killing people is not enough, such possession and snatching forcibly become another person's life to completely replace others, this kind of thing has always made her feel uncomfortable.

She became Ning Qingqiu, and she was very wronged in this matter, and she had to be completely inexplicable, but it was an indisputable fact that she survived instead of Ning Qingqiu's original body, so although Ning Qingqiu's heart demon had been eliminated and there was no need for this, but in the final analysis, it was a thorn in her heart, as long as there was a similar incident, it would make her want to get rid of the evil.

There was also a sneak attack by the tree spirit, Mingyuan was coveted by the Demon Venerable, and then all kinds of incidents, all of which made her have a deep hatred for the word "seizing the house", whether she wants to study a method in the future, how to protect the sea of consciousness of the monk, the worst thing is to die, it is better than letting the enemy occupy her body and wantonly destroy everything she once cherished, then it is really a blind death.

"Don't think about the little monk," Mingyuan heard her talk about this matter, and the few people who were introduced to the Qingyun Sect at that time showed that they met and became acquainted in this joint operation, so he comforted her, "He should have ascended to the Pure Land of Western Heaven Bliss now, and you can be regarded as avenging him, this matter is over, it is useless to think about it, but it is just a waste of hurting the spirit." ”

Ning Qingqiu smiled bitterly: "That being said, I myself know in my heart that it is impossible for a little monk to come back to life like this, but in the end, I feel a little sorry that I was mis......taken in my good years."

Dudu couldn't understand the swordsmanship of the human race, but he felt that Ning Qingqiu had a sense of beauty and regularity when he used the sword, so he said: " The next purple lord has a strange personality, but it likes all kinds of strange combat techniques the most, our seven-color race likes to use those spells in your human race's mouth more, and the others are not very good, occasionally there are two relying on refining and brute force, which can cause a sensation, the purple lord is withdrawn and weird by nature, and likes to find strange combat modes the most, as long as it is novel and unique, it likes it, it is happy, everything is good to discuss, if it does not meet its requirements, then it will change the way to tease you, but it is harmless, it will be embarrassed and embarrassed。 ”

The corners of Ning Qingqiu's mouth twitched, this purple lord was really very strange, like a child who had not graduated from kindergarten.

In this way, the blue jellyfish may really be the most normal and best talkative lord.

"Don't worry, at least with your swordsmanship, it should be able to meet its standards, at least before you, our understanding of the sword is basically to know that it is one of the combat tools created by human beings that appear in the classics. ”

Ning Qingqiu thought, is this considered a skill for her to perform with her, so she can impress the purple lord?

But why don't you feel happy......

Su Hongyi couldn't help laughing beside her.

Ning Qingqiu couldn't bear it anymore, the last sword qi was released, Su Hongyi dodged it sensitively, and shouted strangely: "Okay, you, you actually killed your companions? Look at my seven killing methods!"

Then a red shadow and a green shadow were banging and banging.

Mingyuan watched it with relish on the side, shaking his head and laughing from time to time.

Lu Changsheng said coldly: "Where did Qiye go?"

If it weren't for the special circumstances, he definitely didn't believe that Qiye would let Ning Qingqiu travel alone.

Then there is only one possibility, what Qiye has to do is very dangerous, the place he wants to go is not simple, and there are even great hidden dangers, otherwise, with Qiye's ability and pride, how could he allow Ning Qingqiu to get out of his protection?

Mingyuan quietly glanced at the man in white clothes Shengxue beside him, this is undoubtedly very good, but in this era, both Shengyu and He Shengliang, with Seven Nights, Lu Changsheng is also set off by the gloom, the most terrible thing is that the matter of feelings depends on fate, Ning Qingqiu and Qiye met first, and the latecomer was destined to be late.

First come, first come, is undoubtedly unwilling.

But in fact, there is no distinction between feelings, which come first and come later, but there is no fate between them.

At least for Ning Qingqiu.

Meeting the right person at the wrong time, for Lu Changsheng, can almost be said to be the only biggest misfortune in his smooth life.

Mingyuan thought for a while and said, "He went to the Abyss of the Underworld. ”

Nor is it something that must be hidden.

He couldn't be clearer about Lu Changsheng's roots, even if it was just for Ning Qingqiu, the man in front of him was definitely one of the most trustworthy companions.

Compared to Su Hongyi, this is the case.

It's not that Su Hongyi has any bad intentions, but if he encounters danger, Lu Changsheng is the kind of person who will desperately keep Ning Qingqiu safe and sound and don't care about self-sacrifice even if he is broken, and Mingyuan is congenitally inclined to trust him.

Lu Changsheng turned his head abruptly, his eyes were as cold as lightning: "How arrogant is he? The lone army went deep behind enemy lines? Has he ever considered Qingqiu?"

What would she do if something happened to Seven Nights?

Although Ning Qingqiu is tough by nature, she will not collapse or collapse when the time comes, but she is just a woman in the end, she has a weak side in her heart, and the emotional damage to her is definitely very great.