The dew wet his clothes, and the mayflies tickled his eyelashes, perhaps tired and annoyed, and he slept for a long time unconsciously. Ning Ran sat up straight, his dim eyes were slightly hollow, as if he was sad, in fact, everything was because of that group of people.

He secretly hated in his heart, hated the Seventh Princess Leng Xueyin, killed his grandmother-in-law who treated him best, hated the Seven Killing Phantom for killing his father, and killed more than 300 fathers and villagers in the Sword King Ridge, and Tiance Army and Shen Cewei were all accomplices, and the most hateful was the person who issued the 'Demon Slaying Order', the person who stood at the top of the Great Xia Dynasty.

Ning Ran couldn't help but think of her mother's appearance, the little hand that Xue Ziyan held that year, her eyes were full of endless love, and she said: "Ning Feng, this is my mother's sword, my mother gave him to you, and it will protect you for my mother." ”

He looked at the wooden sword in his hand, and said in his heart: Mother, I will definitely use the Nine Soul Sword to kill that person and avenge you.

One is the saint of the Great Xia Dynasty, and the other is recognized as the first in the world in the cultivation world, I really don't know why he takes revenge, the Buddha said: It is better to settle the grievances than to settle them. But Ning Ran is not a Buddha after all.

Suddenly, a slippery, warm thing rubbed against his bare head, Ning Ran was startled, and when he looked back, the snow-white plush, small and delicate appearance, was actually Xiaobai.

Seeing the dog thinking about people, seeing Xiaobai, Ning Ran thinks about Grandma Sun. "Xiaobai, it turns out that I still have you by my side. He said as he stroked it.

Unknown life, beauty is like a jade sword like a rainbow, a dog and a sword go all over the world. This was Ning Ran's little dream in his heart, but now it was going to run aground, because hatred forced him to become stronger.

Ning Ran thought that he could be greedy for joy with Beitangyue all night, and use that ancient exercise to obtain spiritual roots, but he didn't expect to be mixed into the current field.

He thought about it seriously: If you want to live a spiritual root, you can only find a woman with high cultivation and take her body; such women abound in all major sects and spiritual courtyards, but it is impossible for those who have not cultivated themselves to pass the entrance assessment, and the sect will have to enter sooner or later, but this road is now helpless to give up.

Suddenly, he thought of an excellent place, Yunxianglou in Fengyue City, where the beauty is like a cloud, and the woman's cultivation is very high; the most important thing is that Ning Ran's mother has been there for a long time, and now when it comes to Xue Ziyan, most people think of her not the name of the sword god, but more the reputation of the first beauty in the world.

For several days in a row, Ning Ran took Xiaobai to Fengyue City, he also walked through several small cities, and he was really shocked by what he saw and heard, and what he felt was only a bitter tea and two lines of green tears to describe.

Before entering the first small town, Ning Ran thought that the outside world was not so bad, there were green mountains and green waters, blue skies and white clouds, and he was uncomfortable.

And when he stepped into the first town, he was stunned by the scene.

In the streets and alleys, there are crowds of people, but there are few pedestrians, some are groups of people begging along the street called Huazi, most of them are old people and children, young men have never been, beautiful girls have never been seen.

The peddlers who bought and sold were dog-like and had greedy eyes in their eyes, while the few pedestrians, with their splendid appearances, showed their nobility and left only a look of disdain for others.

Ning Ran looked at the rows of beggars, he really didn't feel good in his heart, looking at those excessive pedestrians and vendors, he naturally hated it to the extreme, but he couldn't change all this, his stomach was still hungry.

Fortunately, he came out wearing a decent dress, otherwise Ning Ran would have been classified as a beggar.

No matter where you are, spiritual money is not omnipotent, but without spiritual money, it is absolutely impossible.

Ning Ran, who has no spiritual money, is like an ant on the ground, trampled on wantonly, and has no power to fight back, he finally feels that the young master has lived for more than ten years, and he is still very comfortable, but he doesn't know how to survive, as for the memory of the Buddha in front of him, tell him: Child, turn into a fate. In other words, a few days have passed, and Ning Ran, who is in a different place and has no relatives, has finally entered the ranks of calling Hanako.

At this time, Ning Ran had a little understanding of these small cities, it turned out that this place was located on the border, and there were wars all year round, and the large cities were occupied by the army as military fortresses, so many residents fled to these small cities to take refuge.

Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer. In addition to the chaos of war, it is the battle on the path of cultivation.

People don't know how many years they have been fighting this war, but they know that when I was my grandfather, they were fighting, when my father was fighting, when I was my father, they were still fighting, when my son was still fighting, when my grandson was still fighting.

Many of the young inhabitants were taken to war, so that most of the beggars were old men and children, and the cardamom girls were reduced to the dust, some were courtesans, and some were in the business of wine ponds and meat forests...... It's just a hard worker.

Ning Ran, who has no money, has tried a variety of methods, but the phrase "no money can't walk" is really reasonable, and in the end he can only be called Huazi, hoping that a kind person can give one or two, or which two goods fell into the money bag and were picked up by themselves, or went to the forest outside the city to find some wild fruits to eat.

In short, in the past ten days, he has not eaten enough, let alone going to Fengyue City, so he can only build a thatched hut to spend the day.

Originally, he should have complained about this fucking life, but he had to insist, he firmly believed that blessings and misfortunes depended on each other, and he firmly believed that he would be able to keep the clouds open and see the moon.

The night is dark, the moon is high and the wind is clear.

As the saying goes, full of warmth and human desires, such a good day is the most suitable for a spring dream.

And for Ning Ran, this is a great luxury. Now he can't eat enough, can't dress warmly, and sleep a bird's sleep, he is really uncomfortable when he is hungry, wearing a shabby coat, ready to take Xiaobai to the forest to pick some fruit to eat, who would have thought that Xiaobai is not there, he can't take care of it, he is really hungry and uncomfortable.

"The cool breeze has a letter, the spring moon is boundless, Sijiao's mood is like spending time like a year, Xiaosheng Miao Lotus fairy word, for the memory of the amorous woman Mai's Qiujuan. ”

Hardships and hardships may have been accustomed to it, humming their favorite jokes and walking in the dark forest.

Quiet, surprisingly quiet, you can only feel the rustle of leaves, and the murmur of insects.

To say that Ning Ran has been here many times, but it is the first time he has come in at night, and the gloomy atmosphere at this moment really suppresses Ning Ran's little heart.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from behind, Ning Ran felt wrong, and hurriedly turned around.

It was empty, there was nothing, he was uneasy, he really didn't see anything, but he could vaguely smell the air mixed with a faint fragrance.

He turned his head again, and unexpectedly, there was a red light shadow not far ahead, and it could be seen that it was a young girl in the moonlight.

Surprised, just second, drunk? true.

Although she couldn't see the girl's face clearly, Ning Ran felt that she must be an extremely beautiful person. Because she can dance such a beautiful dance.

The girl was dressed in a pale red veil, and under the red veil was a long opalescent dress, as if tailor-made for her tall and seductive figure;

She gently removed the red veil and held it between her hands, and then took her light steps and danced in the woods;

In the bright moonlight, her long black and shiny hair seemed like a bright Milky Way;

At this moment, the autumn insects are singing for her, the breeze is caressing the piano for her, and they are all sighing at this beauty like a nine-day fairy.

Intoxicated, still intoxicated, I'd rather have seen beautiful women, like his mother, or cold and glamorous beings like Leng Xueyin, but I've never seen such a hazy beauty.

It was the girl's chuckle that broke all things, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the beautiful girl was getting farther and farther away, and the beautiful laughter was getting smaller and smaller.

The smart Ning Ran felt that this matter seemed strange, like a trap, maybe there was a mortal danger ahead, but he almost didn't stop, quickly followed, and said with a smile: "Peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic." ”

If a woman is a prescription for drinking a duck to quench your thirst, then curiosity is the pool of colors before you fall into the quagmire. Looking at the looming figure in front of him, he was more and more aroused by Ning Ran's **, chasing all the way, but he still didn't keep up with the girl's footsteps.

Finally, I ran to the depths of the forest, the cool breeze was still there, and the night was boundless, but this quiet night was now more aquatic and mysterious.