Nan Hotaru watched Nanju's back gradually disappear into the aisle at the door, and after a long pause, she came to her senses, leaning on the edge of the bed as if she was extremely tired, covering her face with her hands helplessly, and let out a long sigh.

"Kojuku ......"

The huge room was empty, and the murmur fell into the room like a boulder falling into the sea, and there was no more sound.

On the top of the highest peak of the mountain, a huge rock is placed in the center.

Directly above the rock, there is a picture of Tai Chi Bagua, and there are many strange ancient characters engraved in it. Directly above the picture, a long sword hung out of thin air, and the sword body forged by ancient meteorite was shining with a cold blue light in the sunlight, and the blue light flowed along the sword body, all converging on the tip of the sword, pointing straight to the midpoint of Taiji in the picture.

At this time, it was less than a moment before noon, and just when Nansu was waiting a little anxiously on the side, Nan Ying finally appeared in the mountains.

Today's Nan Ying changed out of the plain white robe that she often wears on Miling Mountain these days, and changed it into a purple Luo skirt embroidered with phalaenopsis at the hem, and the three thousand waterfall green silk was only held by a white hosta, and a few purple butterflies with silver bells were loosely pinned on it, so that every step she took was accompanied by a subtle and pleasant jingle sound.

Probably because she was leaving Miling Mountain to find Ji Liuhuo and them, Nan Ying also specially put on makeup for herself, and the willow eyebrows swept her lips slightly, which made her face look much better.

In fact, the appearance of Ziyu, who was slightly immature in the past, is still two points different from Nan Hotaru's original body, so it can be easily distinguished between the two.

And now the appearance of this body is probably because the soul has awakened, so these days, she has not only grown a lot taller, but even that slightly childish face has completely grown, and she is the reincarnation of the Vermilion Bird Divine Monarch back then.

Even Nan Hotaru herself can't find any difference between her current body and the one before, if she insists on finding faults, it probably means that this body looks weaker because of the lack of essence and blood.

Nan Hotaru walked to the boulder and slowly descended from the clouds, and smiled faintly at Nan Su, who was watching her distracted, her slightly curved eyebrows soft and quiet in the thin sunlight.

In a trance, Nansu remembered that in the mortal world, the woman who was huddled on the corner of the street, dying and smiling, the person who completely changed his life and saved him from the filthy hell.

Before Nansu could come back to his senses, Nan Hotaru had already moved lightly and stepped on the huge rock.

An ancient trick slowly whispered from Nan Hotaru's mouth, and the spark of the faint blue flame burned on the Tai Chi Bagua diagram in front of Nan Hotaru, and the ancient divine blade hanging on the diagram was reflected in this firelight, gradually flickering with a dark cyan light.

It's noon.

Two thin lines of blood spread out from Nan Hotaru's left and right hands, one after the other, into the sword.

Nan Hotaru still closed her eyes tightly, and softly sang the old song, accompanied by bursts of crisp silver bells, and sang a swan song in the quiet mountains.

Even the white snow under the rocks has also reduced a little chill under this song.

But for some reason, Nansu looked at Nan Hotatsu, who was in the air for some time, with nothing under his feet, with his back to him, and only felt a panic gradually surging in his heart that was not obvious to him.

There was a warm wind passing through here, and the hem of Nan Hotaru's hanging sleeves swayed along the mountain wind, outlining the silent singing Nan Hotaru into a flying butterfly.

A purple butterfly that seems to fly away without a trace in an instant.

This was the first time Nansu had seen Nan Hotaru refining the Divine Blade with his own eyes, and he had thought of countless scenes, but he didn't expect it to be like this, beautiful but bleak.

Nansu unconsciously stretched out his hand towards Nan Hotaru in the middle of the air, as if trying to grab her. At the moment when Nansu stretched out his hand, the ancient divine blade hanging in the air suddenly let out a crisp and sharp chirp, and the raging fireworks on the Tai Chi Bagua Diagram were also extinguished in an instant.

The blade paused in the air for a moment, then flew in the direction where Nan Hotaru was.

At the same time, Nan Hotaru also tiptoed into the air, taking advantage of the situation to meet the long sword, and the sword was held by Nan Hotaru in a short time.

After the long sword fell into Nan Hotaru's palm, the sword body, which was originally slightly vibrating, suddenly fell silent.

Nan Hotaru glanced at the long sword a few times, and then put it into the scabbard that had been conjured up at some point, and pinned it to his waist.

After completing this, Nan Ying turned around and landed in front of Nan Su, and handed over the sword that was pinned to his waist: "Take it for the teacher." ”

Nansu came back to his senses from the previous scene and hurriedly responded: "Okay." ”

Nansu said as he stretched out his hand, ready to take the sword.

Seeing this, Nan Hotaru immediately retracted her hand, and her other hand knocked on the wrist of the hand that Nan Su stretched out, and said with a smile: "What, absent-minded?" ”

Nan Su nodded embarrassedly, lowered his head and was about to speak, but suddenly heard Nan Ying say: "The yin and yang qi in this sword are just balanced, if you take it rashly, you will be yang and yin." ”

As soon as these words came out, Nan Su's face suddenly became serious, and he raised his head to look at Nan Hotaru, who was still smiling lightly in front of him, but he felt a little annoyed in his heart.

If it weren't for Nan Yingfang's intention to test him and not really hand over the sword to him, I am afraid that the balance of yin and yang in the sword would be destroyed by him, causing all the hosta spiritual power in this sword to disappear.

If this is the case, then these days, Nan Hotaru's suffering and sins have been in vain. And if we wait until Nan Hotaru spends seven days refining this sword again, I'm afraid it's already too late.

Nan Su became more and more annoyed in his heart, he finally had such a chance to perform in front of Nan Hotaru, but because of his distraction, he appeared and caused a catastrophe, causing all of Nan Hotaru's hard work to be wasted.

Nansu unnaturally withdrew his hand, but his face became more serious. He lowered his eyes to collect his thoughts, and then looked at Nan Hotaru's eyes and added a bit of rigor: "Nansu remembers Master's teachings. ”

Nan Hotaru nodded, although the hand holding the sword was still behind her back, her expression softened a little: "It's okay." ”

She saw Nansu's previous absent-mindedness, and this move was also intentional to remind Nansu to collect his gods.

She's an apprentice, everything is good, but her mind is too heavy, and she likes to be alone in her heart for everything, and she never wants to talk to her.

She naturally knows that Nansu's current personality is half because of her own experience in the past, and half because of her later "death", speaking of which, she herself is also a little bit at fault.

It's just that she probably doesn't have a chance to turn this temperament around for Nansu.

Nan Ying sighed imperceptibly, looked up at the sky, and then said to Nan Su in a harmonious voice: "Let's go, it's not too early." ”

At this time, Shao Yugui should have already reconciled with Ling Sushuang, and the things that should be explained along the way should have been explained, as long as the two of them rushed back in time, then Ji Liuhuo might not be in any big trouble.

I also hope that the Ji Liuhuo will not have any major problems.

At the same time, far in the poplar forests of the northwest, the monsoon fire is wandering over an area.

At this time, the place where he was not far from Silver Moon City, and the concentration of the snake demon venom in this air had also reached his limit.

So he didn't rush to go further to the depths of the forest, but chose to stop where he was, ready to find out the situation before making a decision.

Ji Liuhuo frowned and estimated the distance of a poplar tree not far from him in his heart, but the hand holding the small porcelain vase became tighter and tighter.

The concentration of snake venom in this forest far exceeded all his previous assumptions, and now the concentration of snake venom in the place where he was accumulating about a minute and a half.

And in the area behind the poplar tree in front of him, it was roughly estimated that the beetle snake demon venom in the air could be accumulated to about two points.

He had walked all the way before, and the first piece was fine, but the more he went, the more he realized that something was wrong.

In this poplar forest, there is a dead air, and all kinds of bones blackened by snake venom can be seen everywhere.

Most of the bones in Lin Qiandi came from the various animals that originally lived in this forest, and those animals inhaled the beetle snake demon venom in the air for many years because they lived here, resulting in death.

And in the depths of the forest, there are many skeletons of humans and horses, and it is estimated that they are the humans who want to enter Silvermoon City in these years.

If this is still the case in the poplar forest, then presumably the residents of Silvermoon City may have no life anymore.

Fortunately, Ji Liuhuo himself has spiritual power, and although his cultivation is not as superb as that of the beetle snake, it is not much lower than him now.

So this two-point beetle snake demon venom, he is not afraid.

It's just that the difficulty is that these snake venoms, once they are inhaled by him, they will lie dormant in it, and once these toxins accumulate in his body to fifty percent, the situation may be a little dangerous, and once they accumulate seventy percent, they will definitely die.

And now the toxins accumulated in his body have as much as thirty percent.

If he rushes in now, I'm afraid he won't be able to hold out for half a day, and if he stops there, he should still be able to hold out until Ling Sushuang and Ziyu arrive.

Ji Liuhuo's eyes looked deeper and deeper into the depths of the forest.

Where he was now, he could actually faintly see some of the outlines of Silvermoon City.

So if he is told to give up at this time, how can he be willing?

Ji Liuhuo held his breath, the hand holding the small porcelain bottle tightened again, and looked at the outline of the city wall looming in the mist, his expression became heavier and heavier.

If he ate half of the pill contained in the small porcelain bottle now, he would be able to go deeper immediately.