His gaze fell on a sword that had been hanging from his waist.

The workmanship is exquisite, and the materials are exquisite.

But it's not a magic weapon.

As long as the material is special, it is very good to use it for general self-defense.

Moonlight Sword, a gift from Ning Xuemo.

He remembered that when she gave it to him in the first place, he still proudly hung around his waist and circled around the Sun Moon Sect, eager to let the whole Sun Moon Sect know about it......

Later, he lost his memory of Ning Xuemo, and the sword was kept in his storage space covered with dust.

It wasn't until he regained his memory that he remembered the sword and hung it at his waist again.

His fingers stroked inch by inch on the sword, as if he could still sense her breath and her temperature on it.

It was as if she could still see the triumphant look on her face when she gave him the sword.

This is the raw material that she only got after fighting the Moonlight Pterodactyl for nearly a month, and it is where her heart and soul lie.

Now the sword is still there, and the one who gave it is ......

The familiar suffocating pain in my heart came again.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and stood there for a moment.

He has traveled all the places that should be turned in the Tianci Continent, and he may go to the Immortal Country to take a look, after all, many things have happened to him and her there, and maybe, maybe he can find her there and half of her soul.

He turned around and headed towards the country of immortality.

……

The world has been turned upside down outside, but the country of immortality seems to have stopped in time, and everything is still business as usual.

Shen Jiuli slowly walked around the street, and even went into the shops from time to time to take a turn.

He hid his true face, no different from the people of the Immortal Country, so no one noticed him when he walked around.

These places were all the places he had turned when he was with Ning Xuemo or when Ning Xuemo had just crossed back.

Revisiting the old place, but there is a sense of loneliness and loneliness.

Things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and tears flow first.

This is the word that Ning Xuemo once recited in front of him when he was alive, when she hugged his neck in his arms, reciting these words was just 'worrying about giving new words', where would she have thought that it would become a proverb?

He wandered around the country of immortality.

From time to time, she bought a few things, all of which she had bought back then, and she liked them very much.

Now he has bought it and has no one to give it away, so he can only put it in the storage space......

He even bought another bun, which looked like a lantern when lifted and put down like a chrysanthemum, and each fold of the bun was full of artistic atmosphere.

He remembered the first time he brought her here, the first thing she bought was this, and it was unusually sweet......

He ate the bun slowly.

The buns are actually delicious, but he feels bitter in his mouth and astringent in his throat when he eats them.

Shen Nianmo also woke up, poked his head out of his sleeve, stared at the half-eaten bun in his hand with two eyes, and was very curious: "Father, is this delicious?" Nian Mo also wants to eat ......"

Shen Jiuli flicked the stone shell with his fingers: "You can't eat it yet." Wait until you are born and you have teeth. ”

Shen Nianmo pursed his lips inside, stretched out his little hand and touched the stone skin: "Father, when will I be born?" ”

Shen Jiuli paused: "As the saying goes, if you are pregnant in October, the melon is ripe." You're six months now, you should have four months left. ”

Shen Nianmo turned over inside, and his little feet fluttered with water: "It's going to take so long......"

Shen Jiuli stuffed him back into his sleeve: "Grow well in it, grow up quickly!" ”