Snow.

The horse's hooves faded.

The two of them found a tavern in a remote part of Hongfu Street.

Qing Yan and Ning Yi's identities are very special now, and once they are discovered, they will cause quite a stir...... So both of them covered their faces, and it wasn't until they entered a separate box and all the drinks and dishes on the menu were on the menu that Xu Qingyan took off his hat.

Two teenagers and girls who had twists and turns in fate and entanglement in fate, when they met again, the childishness that had been in their bodies was silently worn away by the years.

Ning Yi looked at the face that could not be described in human language.

Xu Qingyan's appearance is a gift from God...... The girl in the Ganye Temple gradually grew up, and she had lived in Tiandu City for so long, and she also had a vulgar spirit on her body.

Both like immortals.

and like mortals.

Two strands of green silk were gently pulled up by her.

Xu Qingyan picked up the wine cup, drank it all, and then coughed lightly.

The apricot face and peach cheeks, the red, the woman in the black robe had misty eyes, the amount of wine was not good, and she didn't speak after sitting down, she drank two glasses in succession before she puffed up her breath and said with difficulty: "Ning Yi, I'm ...... I've been worried about you. ”

Ning Yi was silent.

When he came back from the demon world, he only met Xu Qingyan in a hurry.

After seeking medicine for Pei Lingsu, he quickly left Tiandu...... At that time, his Dao heart was shaking.

He couldn't face Xu Qingyan.

And now he is back in the heavenly capital.

Not only to give Miss Xu an explanation, but also to face up to her Dao heart.

Ning Yi drank a glass of wine in silence, and it was bitter in his throat, like a knife.

At the night banquet in Shushan, one person can drink a few jars of wine, and directly drink Ning Yi, who is blind and Wen Tao, is now only drinking two or three small cups, and he is a little in a trance.

His voice became erratic.

"Right...... I'm sorry. ”

Pei Yatou waited for herself for three years in the wind and snow.

What about Qingyan?

The east chamber of Tiandu, the letters that come and go, these pays, these infatuations...... How could he not see?

But how do you respond?

How could he respond?

......

......

Memories become blurry.

Suddenly, there was a distant shouting in my ears.

"Urle—"

The noise of the tavern was drowned by the surging grass clippings, and in a short trance, Ning Yi seemed to be hit by a heavy and powerful thunderbolt, returning to the night of the bonfire on the Celestial God Plateau.

Overlapping faces.

Tian Yu hugged his neck hard and raised his wine glass loudly.

The hops spilled the moment they clinked glasses.

"Ulle, who are you thinking about?"

This question used to make me lose my mind at that moment.

When you are displaced on the barren grassland and may not be able to return to your hometown for the rest of your life, who are you missing?

"Urle—"

Another shout, but it sounded as melodious as a bell.

It was Tian Ling'er's confused voice.

"Does Urle have someone you like?"

I gave an answer at the beginning.

"Yes. ”

There was no hesitation in this answer.

So this answer goes a little deeper-

"Urle—"

"Urle—"

One after another, shouts rang in my ears, as if I wanted to drill into the deepest part of my soul to get this answer.

"Ning Yi ......"

"Ning Yi...... Do you like me?"

Countless silk threads, which seemed to involve the fate in the underworld, drilled into Ning Yi's mind with one sound after another.

Ning Yi seemed to see a tight gear, spinning in his heart

Move.

These threads are entangled—

Tear and pull!

A flame grows in the bottom of my heart.

Countless wildfires followed—

Burn the memory directly to the boil.

There was a blazing throbbing sound from the depths of the Plains of Bones.

Ning Yi seemed to return to the picture of the inheritance countless years ago, he broke away from nothingness, arrived at a deeper level of "light", "vast", saw countless white bone flute tiles swimming in the sky, and also saw one ball after another of pure light, the power of the sword bearer swimming in the dome, like a swimming fish, like a bird.

And above the dome is a vast ocean.

Why...... Will you see this?

Ning Yi woke up suddenly.

There was silence all around.

The window of the tavern, sprinkled with dappled moonlight, Xu Qingyan, who was lying on the table with no strength to drink, his face was flushed, his clothes were disheveled, and the placket was stained with wine, and the wine jar on the ground was crooked.

Actually drank so much wine?

How long has it been?

There was a tingling pain in the depths of Ning Yi's Divine Sea......

He stretched out a hand with difficulty, held his forehead, and found that the center of his eyebrows was located, and there was an extra scroll, and the life scroll had returned to its place unconsciously.

The previous "abnormality" was due to the return of ancient books?

"What happened when I was drinking?...... I can't remember at all. ”

Ning Yi gritted his teeth and tried to recall, but found that he couldn't think of anything, and it was a little difficult for him to even stand up at the moment.

Ning Yi checked the situation in his body.

What surprised him was not just the return of the life scroll.

Rather, it is the overflow of the sacred pool.

Only then did he understand the real reason why the Plains of Bones was being aroused...... When the two of them were drinking, because of the induction of the two bone flute leaves, the divinity directly crossed the input, and Xu Qingyan's three-year divine savings poured like a waterfall, the water moved and his divine pool was forced to accept it.

And so it became like this.

Ning Yi took a deep breath.

He got up with difficulty, came to Xu Qingyan's side with vague steps, and pulled up the smock that slipped off her shoulders for her, Miss Xu drank too much, drunk like mud, spitting out the aroma, and at the moment she was sleeping very cute, naïve, one hand was still twisting the wine glass, and she was still muttering words that she didn't know what to say.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Can I still drink...... Why can't you?"

"Accompaniment...... Drink with me again......"

"Accompaniment...... Miss Pei...... Are you alright......"

Ning Yi gently helped her up, and when she heard the word "Miss Pei" in Xu Qingyan's mouth, her body was suddenly stunned.

He smiled wryly.

Fingers gently rested on Qingyan's shoulders, through her clothes, injecting a touch of divinity, probing the "situation" in her body, what has become of the disease of divinity......

What surprised Ning Yi was incomparable.

At the beginning, there were almost condensed droplets of divinity, but at this moment, they turned into mist again, like breathing, as if giving birth to spiritual wisdom, and Xu Qingyan's narrow dantian divine pool had been expanded hundreds of times in the past three years, so it contained the constantly derived divinity.

Since it has not reached the level of "flooding...... Why is his own Plain of Bones still ......

Ning Yi was suddenly stunned.

He frowned, looking at the half of the whistling and shining leaves, constantly extracting Xu Qingyan's divinity, without the intention of stopping.

The Plains of Bones is the legacy of the sword-wielder.

Such a spiritual thing, regardless of whether it is good or bad, is only responsible for absorbing all the divinity that can be absorbed.

The higher your cultivation level and the stronger your ability, the more divinity the bone flute leaf can absorb...... This is also the reason why he was powerless in the face of Xu Qingyan's divine illness in his early years, and he was only in the first realm, and there was no way to absorb those divinities.

And now

Different.

My realm has improved too much.

The original divine pool can no longer be filled, and there are too few ways to obtain divinity in this world.

Xu Qingyan is a "divine object" that constantly derives divinity, which is why she was sent to the palace, Taizong needs her, if he wants to become immortal......

Then she needs to be needed.

Ning Yi sat down on the chair in distraction, staring at the sleeping girl with a complicated expression.

When immortality was no longer an existence that was so far away that he couldn't look up to him, his thoughts at that time seemed to change.

Emperor Taizong only narrowly missed it.

In this era, there can be "immortality".

As long as the conditions are met...... You can do it yourself, too.

Ning Yi heard the shout of the White Bone Plains, the word "mountain" that originated from instinct and was gifted to the eight major volumes, and the surging divinity was still being sucked out of Xu Qingyan's body, and those divine mist continued to dilute, even forming a swirling smoke between the two.

Wait a minute......

The divinity in Xu Qingyan's body is mist...... Is it because of what you learned?

"Zila" sound!

Ning Yi bit down on the tip of his tongue, the desire for divinity from his nature was suppressed by him with extremely strong concentration, and the two bone flute leaves that were constantly trembling slowly returned to calm, and the transportation between divinities also slowly stopped.

Only then did he understand what had happened during his "drunk" time.

The divinity in Xu Qingyan's body has probably accumulated to an extremely large point in the past three years, and when he was a little out of control, the White Bone Plains began to exert his instinct and absorb the divinity...... The mist that he checked later was already the appearance after most of the divinity had been drained, and if he extracted it again.

Divinity withers.

The girl ...... Will it wither, too?

Ning Yi's fingertips continued to tremble, and he suddenly realized that the inheritance of the sword bearer, this was an extremely terrifying power, and the return of the three-day book made him lose control for the first time.

Although this force is strong, if you can't control it and lose your heart, the first person to be hurt is the people close to you.

If he wants to become immortal one day, then what is the difference between himself and Emperor Taizong, Xu Qingyan will become his immortal sacrifice and turn into withered ashes-

Ning Yi lost his mind for a while, and his back was wet with cold sweat.

A delicate voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

"Ah......h

Xu Qingyan slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were misty and trance-like, and her body seemed to become a little weak, but the long-pent-up part of depression was also emptied......

Those divine crystals are gone.

"Ning Yi. ”

She bent her head, supported her head hard, and smiled reluctantly: "You healed me......"

The vision is still a little blurry.

Xu Qingyan couldn't see Ning Yi who was sitting in the chair at the moment, his face was pale.

Cure......

Qing Yan still believes that the power of the sword wielder is healing her.

Ning Yi clenched his ten fingers with a pale face, he didn't dare to imagine that if he used the power of the White Bone Plains, he would be lost for a little longer...... What will the consequences become?

Right now.

"Bang bang—"

The wooden door of the private room of the tavern was knocked lightly twice.

Outside, a familiar and anxious voice sounded.

"Mr. Ning—"

"I want to meet you. ”

......

(Sorry for keeping everyone waiting, one is because the state is not very good today, and the second is that the plot before Ning and Xu is too difficult to write...... The fate of the two people after this is also very tortuous.,Today's update time is actually in point.,If the update time is very strange.,I'll tell you on the public account in the future~~)