Ning Yi once had a dream.

In the dream, he sat on the back of the cardinal, up and down in all directions, all of them were reckless, the boundless starry sky, and the bright galaxy.

Holding a girl in her arms.

The girl didn't look at the stars and clouds in the sky, but buried her head in her chest and whispered her name.

"Ning Yi ......"

The voice sounded soft and sad at the same time.

With a hint of crying.

That dream was actually very beautiful, because all the scenes were so beautiful, not only the clouds overhead, the bright stars beside me, but also the girl in my arms, so beautiful that people forgot to breathe and didn't want to wake up.

In that dream, Ning Yi hugged the little girl, and Pei Lingsu said a lot of words, but the exit turned into a flowing cloud in the style, and he couldn't hear a word clearly.

It was snowing heavily.

Forty thousand miles in front of him and behind him.

It's a vast.

......

......

The dream was shattered.

I woke up from a dream.

Ning Yi held the girl's cheek and looked at the flames in the body, which were disappearing little by little...... The girl's vitality was frozen by the extreme cold, but she couldn't do anything, and through the feeding of blood, the power of the word scroll seeped into the girl's body with difficulty, barely keeping the core of the soul thought.

It's like a flutter in the wind that can break at any moment.

Ning Yi hooked his back, lying in the wind, sand, frost and snow, he had never had such a quiet moment...... To be able to carefully and carefully, to see the girl's eyebrows and eyes, when he was a child, he always annoyed the girl, and later, the girl went to Shushan with him, went to Tiandu, read and studied in the Jianxing Marquis's Mansion, and no longer noisy or noisy, and became quiet.

He's a little unaccustomed to it again.

People are always changing...... The girl's facial features are open, but her eyebrows and eyes are still childish, there is still a little baby fat on her pink cheeks, and her lips are red, gently opening and closing, just like the picture in that lonely dream.

Her voice was slurred.

Ning Yi tried to listen, but couldn't catch it.

He kept "uh-huh", kept nodding, in fact, he couldn't hear anything, he pressed the girl's chest with one hand, the penetrating wound had been covered with a layer of frost and snow, which was something more terrible than bloodshed...... The artistic conception of the White Emperor's avenue carries an irreversible "annihilation", perhaps because of the "annihilation scroll" on the chessboard of the Western Demon Domain, and Ning Yi, who is carrying the word scroll, can resist

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, but after the girl's blood was frozen by the frost and snow, she exuded an extremely familiar breath all over her body.

Ning Yi had seen it on Xu Zang.

Dead air.

She is irreversibly heading towards death.

If these frosts and snow cannot be removed, then this artistic conception of "annihilation" will continue to spread...... It spreads until all her soul fire is extinguished.

What Ning Yi can do is to use the only "life force" that penetrates into it to keep a little spiritual sense of the girl.

Two people, blood communicates.

Ning Yi could feel that in the girl's body, those surging sword qi, the number of these sword qi, and the density of their existence, far exceeded Ning Yi's imagination...... He originally thought that in the three years of the girl's retreat in the Purple Mountain Wind and Snow Plain, no matter how strong the cultivation realm was, no matter how many leaps she had, it would be difficult to compare with herself, but now it seems that the solid foundation of these sword qi can ensure that the girl goes all the way to the avenue, if there is no accident, she only needs to practice step by step, and she can break through the threshold of the Star Monarch, and even if she ignites the fire of Nirvana, it will not take too long.

But...... One thing descends one thing.

Sword qi can kill, but not save.

Under this artistic conception of "annihilation", the sword qi hidden in this meridian has already foreshadowed danger, boiling and scurrying, but it cannot shatter this invisible spreading "death...... Until Ning Yi's vital power kneaded into the blood.

They did not resist.

The diffusion of the artistic conception of "annihilation" constantly froze the skin on the girl's body.

Her fingers and forearms were covered with a layer of ice slag, and the frost spread.

The girl gently rubbed Ning Yi's cheek with one hand, the blood on her lips dissipated little by little, and she was still whispering something...... Ning Yi was suddenly stunned, and he looked at the girl in disbelief.

The sword qi in the girl's body was originally unruly and unruly, and the killing intent was abrupt, so the reason why it was docile was ...... It's because the owner wants them to be docile.

And these "vague" words are not tender and sweet words between life and death, but a very small secret technique, after the blood communication between the two, Ning Yi seems to see a bigger world...... A magnificent world of sword qi, the mountains and rivers are open, the waterfalls are flying, the sword qi is lingering, the rules are orderly, and thousands of void threads rise from the two of them, and the control of the whole world is constantly "moving" towards Ning Yi with the girl's words.

The White Emperor frowned.

He looked back blankly and looked around

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The "landscape" in the back, the power of the void world, pressed on himself, Pei Min's "sword qi" kept colliding, the master of this small world did not have enough cultivation realm to cause substantial damage to himself, but now it seems that something has changed...... He could feel the pressure on his shoulders getting heavier?

The White Emperor looked indifferently at the man and the woman.

He knows it well.

Pei Min's daughter...... It was only a matter of time before his own "annihilation" Dao realm invaded his body and destroyed his heart and lungs.

Unless there is really an immortal descending, it is impossible for anyone to save her life, and that kid named "Ning Yi" took his "Character Scroll" from the chessboard of the Western Demon Domain, and the power of annihilation did not hurt him much, and those Dao realms were not a big problem.

Pei Min's daughter, who is dying, wants to give this "Xiaoyan Mountain Realm" to that kid?

The White Emperor was expressionless.

He couldn't feel the joys and sorrows of human beings, but he just felt that this pair of men and women was too stupid...... Before dying, they have to do some so-called "good for others", they give each other, rely on each other, can they change anything?

Human beings always think that there will be a person who can make himself invincible, become his own belief, and become his invincible "armor".

That's true.

Loving someone can make you no longer fear pain, no longer fear failure, no longer retreat, no longer give up......

But even more deadly, this is a self-defeating weakness, armor, and the most vulnerable "weakness".

The White Emperor looked at the man and the woman calmly.

He went through all the stages of his life.

After experiencing the vigor of his youth, loving, being loved, and suffering, and finally slowly becoming numb, in the last step of Nirvana, he examined his Dao heart, looked at his past self, and came up with an answer.

No desire, no desire, is the avenue.

The tail swayed, the frost and fire converged, the scales on his body, the characteristics of the dragon-like demon clan, faded little by little, and the frost and snow converged on his body, turning into an overwhelming robe.

The White Emperor just looked at it like this, calmly.

Silent.

He wanted to know what would become of a cultivator with a strong Dao heart when his beliefs, his dreams, everything collapsed.

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