The people of Hell like to wear black robes embroidered with gold stripes, but that doesn't mean they like to haunt the night.

The meaning of that garment is often that when the world sees them, they can't help but think of the night in their hearts.

There is a ghost in my heart, and the deeper the night, the more panicked I will be when I think of the darkness.

The more panicked, the more people in the world.

So when the black robe approached him and asked that question, many responses flashed through Nandao's mind.

What kind of expression did he want to see?

Nandao hesitated for a moment, then clenched his umbrella tightly, pretending to be calm and puzzled, "What do you mean, my lord?" ”

Di Qianjun looked at Nandao quietly for a long time, and when he raised his hand, Nandao subconsciously wanted to draw his sword.

Di Qianjun just calmly stroked Nandao's forehead, looked at the fine sweat that had been wiped out of two finger marks on it, and said calmly: "It's not interesting, I'm just curious, how can there be such a talented person in a small place like Nanke Town." ”

Nan Dao's hand holding the sword loosened a little, and said softly: "Could it be that the Great Dao has sent down a gift, and it depends on the people to cook?" ”

Di Qianjun's gaze moved downward, looked at Nandao's hand holding the sword, and said slowly: "You seem to be very nervous? ”

Nan Dao looked down at his hand and said, "After all, the adult is a person from the Heavenly Hell, who wouldn't be nervous if he came over so suddenly?" ”

"But you didn't have that last time."

"I didn't know my identity last time."

Di Qianjun withdrew his gaze from Nan Dao, looked at the long street in the world, and said calmly: "I noticed you last time when you were chased and killed by the people of the River Sect. ”

Nandao still didn't know what the purpose of this person from hell was, so he was very careful not to speak.

"People in the world always say that the people of Hezong are like crazy people." Di Qianjun glanced back at Nandao, "But they naturally have their reasons for doing something—I'm very interested in you." ”

In the middle of the long street, two heavenly prison officials came with swords.

Nandao squinted at this scene, clenched his umbrella and sword, only to feel a chill under the tree, deep into the bone marrow.

Di Qianjun reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

He also held the scabbard.

Then he untied the sword, held it in his hand, and put it into the hands of the two who came as they came.

The two Heavenly Prison Guards didn't seem to be here for the South Island.

Di Qianjun untied the token again, also handed it over to them, and looked back at Nandao.

"The inside of the Heavenly Hell is examining itself, South Island."

Nandao looked at the three of them in a daze.

One of the Heavenly Prison Guards took out several slender nails from his arms, on which were carved sermons, covered with bloodstains, and had become black dirt, while the other person had an expressionless face and drove those nails deep into Di Qianjun's limbs and bones, locking the connection between Shenhai and the meridians of his body.

"My name is Di Qianjun, the dispatcher of the southern part of the Heavenly Prison, if we don't have a problem." Di Qianjun said lightly as if he couldn't feel the pain, "I'll come back to you." ”

After Di Qianjun finished speaking, he walked with the two.

Nandao watched the three of them departing in silence for a long time.

There is a saying in the world.

The people of hell are crazy, like a dog, and they want to bite themselves twice.

......

That's true.

......

What about the view of mountains and rivers?

......

Chen He and Cao Weiying are listening to the wind platform, eating iron plate tofu, listening to the spring breeze in the world, very leisurely.

Whether it is the Heavenly Hell or the view of mountains and rivers, all the chaos in the world probably has nothing to do with these two people.

So he was at ease and at ease.

Nandao did not go up, but stopped on the bamboo forest path below, swept away the bamboo leaves on the bamboo chair on the side, and sat up silently, looking at the two people chatting on the stage.

It took a long time for Chen He to see Nandao sitting on the trail in the distance, and looked at the grass for fireflies and asked with some curiosity: "Why didn't Nandao come up?" ”

Cao Weiying glanced back at Nandao under the stage, thought about it, and said, "Maybe I'm thinking about something." ”

"What's the matter?"

Cao Weiying held the gourd and said casually: "How to kill people." ”

"How do you know?" Chen He asked incredulously.

Grass smiled and said, "I guess." ”

Guess, naturally, can also be nonsense.

Chen He said: "For no reason, why do you think of killing, Nandao is not that kind of person." ”

"How do you know for no reason?" Grass asked with a smile on Firefly.

Chen He thought for a while and said, "Instead of guessing here, it's better to go down and ask." ”

With that, he shoveled a piece of tofu and walked downstairs.

Nandao was pondering, and didn't seem to notice Chen He's arrival.

It wasn't until Chen He shook the piece of tofu in front of his eyes several times that Nandao woke up, looked at Chen He and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Chen He said with a smile: "Seeing that you have been out for a long time, I think you should be a little hungry, so I will get you some food." ”

Nandao was silent for a while, took the tofu and ate it, and said slowly: "I heard everything you just said on stage. ”

Chen He was stunned and said, "You really want to kill someone?" ”

Nandao whispered, "I have this idea. ”

"Why?" Chen He asked a little puzzled.

Nan Dao thought back to the black robe and said softly, "Because someone is eyeing me." ”

"Who? People from the Northern Witch Road? ”

All Chen He could think of was the Northern Wudao behind Hua Wuxi.

Nandao shook his head and said slowly, "Heavenly Hell." ”

"Oh, hell, that's fine." Chen He didn't hear the name Beiwudao, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but in the blink of an eye, Heavenly Hell?

Chen He looked at Nandao in a daze, reacted, and asked, "Why were you targeted by the people in Heavenly Prison?" ”

Nan Dao said softly, "Because they suspect that I am from the twelfth floor. ”

Chen He was silent for a long time, looked at Nandao and asked, "Then are you?" ”

Nandao tilted his head and thought for a moment, and said, "I can be or may not be." ”

"Why?"

Nandao said calmly, "It depends on when they come to arrest me." ”

Someone is still dreaming.

Still haven't woken up.

But Chen He misinterpreted the meaning of this sentence.

Hell has always had a bad reputation.

When they suspect that you are, you'd better be.

So Chen He thought that what Nandao said meant was that if they came to arrest it, that would be it, and if they didn't come to arrest it, then it would not be.

Chen He sat down beside Nandao with a sad face, looked at the forest of fine bamboos, and sighed and said, "Then what should I do?" ”

Nandao didn't speak, just ate the piece of tofu, then wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and walked towards Qingniuyuan with his sword.

"What are you going to do?"

"Practice the sword."

......

After Qiu Xi'er left, Jingsi Lake was naturally not as quiet as before.

But fortunately, the spring exam is about to take place recently, and the students of Wenhua Academy are busy cramming, and few of them come here.

After all, it's called Jingsi Lake, and it always has to have some quiet flavor to be worthy of the name.

Nandao sat on the edge of the lake with his sword, did not practice his sword, but quietly watched the lake.

If Nandao said that he came to practice swords, then he naturally came to practice swords.

It's a pity he's not the South Island.

It's peach blossoms.

But just like what I said to Nandao in the sea of gods.

It doesn't make a difference who is the South Island.

The South Island sits quietly by the lake.

In the sea of gods.

Peach Blossom's figure appeared.

Dressed in white, the peach blossoms on his face drifted in the wind of vitality, calmly walking on the land of the Divine Sea, those valleys and rivers.

The peach blossoms went into the distance along the streams where the heaven and earth vitality of the water realm gathered, as if they were looking for something.

The countless vitality vortices above his head were like isolated islands, and they also looked at countless pairs of eyes, silently staring at this insignificant man walking on the land of the Divine Sea.

Peach Blossom would occasionally look up at the top of her head, looking at the mighty sword intent hanging above the Divine Sea, the peach blossom on her face was swaggering, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The land of Shenhai is incomparably vast, and Peach Blossom doesn't know how long she walked before she reached a lake where streams converge.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi converged towards this place, forming a fantastic Yuan Qi bubble in the middle of the Great Lake.

There was a naked teenager in the blister, lying there quietly, as if in a very comfortable dream.

Peach blossom walked away on the lake in the wind, until she stopped before the blister, and looked at the boy silently.

The boy's dream is simple.

It's a small town.

Some of the past time.

Peach Blossom didn't see it, but he could imagine it, because those years had flowed in his eyes.

Peach Blossom looked at it for a long time, raised her hand and pressed it on the blister, her palm was slightly concave, and there were many black gray colors that had settled at the bottom of the blister and quickly came to Peach Blossom's palm, and then submerged into Peach Blossom's body.

The peach blossoms on his face are a little more vibrant—like those unpleasant colors, like a wonderful nourishment.

Peach Blossom withdrew her hand, seemed to be in some pain, bent down slightly, covered the peach blossom on her face, coughed twice, and when she put her hand down, her palm was red.

Peach Blossom looked down at the blood in her palms and was silent for a long time.

Under the heavenly town of Jianhu where the grass is fireflies, Peach Blossom once said to Nandao.

Living on earth is a cruel thing.

If you can't.

Then I'll come.

Now Peach Blossom thinks the same way.

A man who forgets too cleanly.

A person who even has to start groping again with a sword.

In the general trend of the world.

If you can't go fast, you can't go far.

Peach Blossom stood in the middle of the lake and thought quietly.

Fortunately.

I am one of those things that has been forgotten.

Peach Blossom didn't look at the things in the big lake anymore, and walked farther away on the lake.

There seems to be some wind surging in the sea of gods.

So thousands of islands began to crumble.

Peach Blossom walked quietly.

Stretching out a hand, countless vitality gathered into the palm of the hand, and the valleys and rivers in the entire divine sea were frantically agitated, and then slowly converged into the sea.

Peach Blossom stood quietly on the sea of avenues, looking up at the thousands of islands overhead.

So the island fell.

fell into the palm of his hand and turned into a weak sapling.

Get straight to the point, know the water out of the customs.

And so he became enlightened.

Peach Blossom looked at the Dao tree in her palm and said calmly: "I don't know if you want this - after all, I am forgotten, and you are chosen, but ......."

But just like what Nan Dao said when he killed the Heavenly Prison Officer in that dream.

It's always the hand of the others who move first.

So.

So peach blossoms are good.

The South Island is also good.

There is no alternative.

Peach Blossom bent down and placed the Dao tree in the sea of vitality under her feet.

So the roots went to the depths of the water.

It continues to extend until it is greedily rooted in the sea of gods at the bottom of the sea.

Peach Blossom stood quietly in front of the Dao Tree that began to grow slowly, and those sword intent fish that were submerged in the bottom of the sea quickly converged towards Peach Blossom.

Then he surrounded his body, smelling the killing intent in the heart of heaven and earth and the peach blossoms, and grew strongly.

Peach Blossom just looked at the Dao tree.

There was a flower bone that grew in an unremarkable place.

The road did not come to fruition.

But it's not far off.

When Peach Blossom saw this, she didn't look any further, and her figure disappeared into the sea of body.

Meditation on the shores of the lake.

Nandao opened his eyes.

Look down at the lake.

said softly: "I am Peach Blossom, it is your heart, and I am also you." ”