As the morning approached, the rain stopped.

There were blue-gray clouds floating in the sky, and they crossed the roof of the Nine Shadows Hall in a lofty manner, and the river flowed endlessly. The strong wind filtered through the endless forests, and by the time it reached the Nine Secluded Temple, it had become incomparably pure, cold, and the wind lingered, replacing the rain that originally surrounded the eaves. Behind the sky, a hazy shadow of the moon was outlined, and it shuttled through the clouds, sprinkling scattered light and dust, but the darkness became heavier.

Ning stayed awake all night, he lay on the bed, the woman's breath was like an orchid in the neck, the temperature of the skin that touched was very hot, but the hair that fell unintentionally was itchy, and the dreamy warmth was pressed between the elbows, as if it was within reach. The phoenix brocade covered her cheeks, hiding everything about Gentle Country in the darkness, outlining only the contours of reverie.

Ning Chang looked at the invisible undulating wind outside the window, content with such calm.

The sky outside gradually lit up, and it was impossible to tell whether it was moonlight after the rain or dawn.

The paper kite that fell from the sky had turned into a fish and disappeared into the night, along with it the rain that had fallen all night.

Ye Chan Palace......

Ning Chang couldn't help but think of the name.

He turned his head slightly, looking at the sleeping face beside him, which was too quiet to touch. Yiren is on his side, skin to skin, and the residual warmth of obsession has not faded, but he is always worried about other things, which makes him feel guilty like betrayal, not to mention that he will have to part again after today.

But the three words of Ye Changong firmly grasped his thinking and couldn't get rid of it.

Most of this kind of thinking stems from obsession...... It's like thinking about the problems of the two worlds and being solved unexpectedly, so everything related to it comes one after another.

Changong ...... What does this have to do with the mythical Toad House on the moon?

Her surname is Ye ...... Is it the onomatopoeia of the night?

Why did she kill herself, and imprisoned herself in a desolate place for a long time, until the day of rebirth?

What exactly is the Hunting Country Project, and who is the target, the Twelve Nations Lords or the Dark Lords?

If the six primordial gods all have their own stars, then what does the dark lord correspond to?

The Seventh God, Tinder...... There is also evil and poetry, what do they have to do with the teacher?

Ning Chang couldn't block these thoughts, they were entangled in his brain, outlining a vague future.

The figure of the master is so mysterious that it is like the cold moon palace hidden deep in the night.

The outside is getting brighter and brighter, and the pear blossom branches that overflow the paper window are clearly projected.

The moon faded in color in the sky.

Lu married and woke up, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked at Ning Changchang, and asked softly, "Haven't left yet?"

Ning Chang said: "Okay, I can't say goodbye this time." ”

"Hmm. Lu Married's voice was as soft as a whisper, she closed her eyes, eased her senses, and said, "Be careful in Ten Thousand Demon City, don't be caught by the female goblin." ”

Ning Chang said, "Isn't there a demon slaying great priest by your side?"

Lu Marrying snorted lightly: "She is the most uneasy." ”

"That'...... That night, why did you keep Si Ming?" asked Ning Changjiu.

If Si Ming had stayed that night, they might have to sleep in a bed, and it was a bit ...... to think about it Squeezed.

Lu married and said: "It's not to test you? Who knows that you will really be revealed all of a sudden." ”

Ning Changjiu smiled helplessly: "Marrying me is really full of distrust. ”

Lu married and said: "Who asks you to come back every time you travel from afar, you can always bring some ...... Surprise. ”

Ning Changchang said righteously: "I'm looking for a good sister to marry." ”

Lu Zhan opened his eyes and stared at him coldly for a while.

"Go down!"

The woman sighed.

Ning Chang was kicked off the bed.

By the time Si Ming knocked on the door, Lu had already sat down in his clothes, and Ning Chang had brewed new tea, and the tea filtered from the spout was faintly green, and the fragrance was overflowing.

Si Ming looked at Lu Marriage, who was still wearing a plain white, thin shirt with only a belt tied around his waist.

She looked at Si Ming and smiled.

"My sister is here. Lu married and made hot tea for Si Ming.

Si Ming walked over with a chuckle, her shoulders were steady, her gait was gently graceful, she picked up the tea, took a sip, and then took out a small bag and stuffed it into Lu Marriage's palm, and then closed her five fingers for her.

"After I'm gone, no one can protect you, be careful. Si Ming commanded, and his cold tone as usual was full of concern.

Lu Yuyao held the small bag and nodded vigorously.

She whispered to Si Ming for a while.

Ning was left to hang for a long time, and complained with a smile: "Who is the husband in the end." ”

Lu married and said: "We have a deep sisterhood, use you to take care of it?"

Ning was stunned for a long time, even more innocent, thinking to himself why did you kick me out of bed when I said sister!

Lu Zaimari knew what he was thinking, but said: "Anyway, when Xiang'er asks about the crime, it will be up to you to explain." I'm not going to help you. ”

Ning Changjiu comforted himself: "Xiang'er, hmm...... She's always been considerate of me. ”

Si Ming was curious: "What kind of person is Zhao Xiang'er?"

Lu married and didn't know how to describe it, but he just described it roughly, outlining an image with a single ponytail, a petite but graceful figure, a beautiful face, and a majestic black and golden dragon robe.

Si Ming nodded slightly, with a look of disapproval on his face.

Hmph, no matter how proud a girl is, at best, she is only a priest of the Vermilion Bird Divine Kingdom, and her realm strength is on an equal footing with herself.

"Well, most of the women who can take a fancy to Ning Changchang are not very smart. Si Ming showed obvious contempt for Zhao Xiang'er.

"......" Lu Wedding looked at her, pursed her lips, and made a silent protest against her words.

The time of parting was fast approaching.

Lu got married, and said goodbye to Ning for a long time.

Ning hugged her for a long time, and she also wrapped the other party between her arms, soft against each other,

Si Ming didn't bother to watch their ears grind, and walked out of the door alone.

Ten Thousand Demon City does not allow swords, she will not force the rules, after going out, her fingers moved, a streamer flew out from the top floor of the Nine Shadows Palace, the black sword hung in front of her between the sword roar, landed leisurely, and settled into the courtyard, like a disaster suppressor, not moving at all.

When Ning Chang came out, the pear blossoms in the courtyard had become powder.

He looked at Si Ming's back and said softly, "Let's go." ”

Si Ming snorted, she attached the painted demon fox wood mask to her cheek, looked at Ning Changjiu quietly with a pair of ice eyes, and said, "The last time we really walked side by side, it seemed that it was when we were chased and killed by the Sin King. ”

Ning Chang said, "Yes, before you came down from the golden cross, I never thought that we could become friends. ”

Si Ming couldn't help but think of the humiliation that Ning Changjiu and Shao Xiaoli had humiliated him on the golden torture frame.

"Hmph, do you dare to mention this? If it weren't for the tattoo on my body, I would have already settled that old account with you. Si Ming replied coldly.

Ning Changchang smiled and said seriously: "Perhaps, this is also one of the practices for you to return to the position of a priest." ”

Under the mask, Si Ming's eyes narrowed slightly. She was told by Ning Chang that she was in her heart.

All along, she did make these experiences part of her practice.

Si Ming said: "Marrying is too kind, and it is really sinful to follow you." ”

Ning Chang said helplessly: "It's not my wish to be busy." ”

"Have you ever wondered what it means for you to go through this?" asked Si Ming, following his words

。

"Thought. Ning Chang replied quickly: "At first I thought I was just saving myself, but now I ......"

They walked through the courtyard and looked out at the Ten Peaks. Although the rain of last night has stopped, the rain and fog have not yet dissipated, and the world has revealed its veil little by little through the rain and fog, and the ten peaks have shown their appearance vaguely and quietly.

"What now, save the world?" Si Ming sneered slightly, as if mocking his naivety.

Ning Changjiu shook her head slightly, she glanced at the Nine Shadows Palace, Ning Xiaoling was running out of it, her tail was like a beating flame.

Ning Changjiu said softly: "How can it be so grand. I just want to try to find peace for them. ”

Ning Xiaoling ran fast, and suddenly rushed in front of them, Ning Chang looked at her cute appearance, and stretched out his arms to pick it up.

Ning Xiaoling jumped up and jumped into Si Ming's soft embrace.

Ning was silent for a long time, then withdrew his hand and sighed.

The little fox rolled a few times in Si Ming's arms, her little paws resting on the bulging robe, she raised her head and looked at Si Ming's face.

Si Ming is also wearing a demon fox mask at this moment, and the real fox and the fake fox looking at each other look a little harmonious.

"Sister, you must be careful, it doesn't matter if you can't get back your authority, I'll just discuss it with the Immortal Monarch...... You have to be good. Ning Xiaoling said softly.

Si Ming smiled: "Don't worry, there is nothing in this world that my sister wants but can't get." ”

"Uh-huh. Ning Xiaoling nodded vigorously.

Then, she jumped into Ning Changjiu's arms, and she also rolled coquettishly. Ning Changjiu was originally a little resentful of the scene just now, but the little fox was so cute, his deliberately stiff face softened suddenly, he rubbed Ning Xiaoling's ears and back, and said, "Take good care of your master." ”

Ning Xiaoling said: "Take good care of Sister Si Ming." ”

Ning Changchang smiled and stretched out his palm, and Ning Xiaoling also stretched out his palm, and the palms of the two were close to each other.

......

When the king of fish saw Ning Changchang and Si Ming, his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

It sat in front of the fish tank with a mountain of salted fish, and it looked like it was loveless.

Ning Changjiu came to help it move away the fish mountain, and when he saw the appearance of the fish king, he was surprised: "This ...... Who did that?"

The Fish King used to be a giant demon in the Five Realms, but now his cultivation has fallen, but after the Hades, Ning Chang gave back the Hades Scroll, and the Fish King has also risen a lot under repeated opportunities. Most of the people who came to Youyue Lake were disciples, and those disciples were not bad if they weren't abducted by the Fish King pit, how could they be its opponents?

Who can beat the king of fish like this?

The king of fish hesitated and said, "I practiced on the cliff last night, huh...... Accidentally fell. ”

Ning Chang was skeptical: "Can a cat fall like this?"

The king of fish blushed and defended: "It's not because of malnutrition! If you eat salted fish every day, you will definitely be more salted fish than me!"

"......" Ning was speechless for a long time.

When the fish king said this, he glanced at Si Ming tremblingly.

It is instinctively afraid of this woman, after all, even when she is at her peak, she is far from her opponent.

Ning Chang said: "The sect master has issued an amnesty decree, which exempts you from the crime of defrauding your disciples, and you will be free to fish in the future, but you must reflect on it and don't do it again." ”

Flattered, the fish king looked at them and asked, "Are you going on a long journey?"

"Shhhh Ning Chang said: "Confidential." ”

The king of fish nodded immediately, urging Ning Changjiu to hurry up and 'let the tiger return to the mountain'.

Ning Changjiu helped the fish king move to the salted fish tank.

The Fish King was relieved, and hurriedly thanked the Sect Master for her kindness, praising her for her wisdom and kindness.

Si Ming sighed, thinking that if the next generation of Di Ting was really this thing, then the god realm would also be in decline.

It wasn't until they were gone that the king of the fish let out a long sigh of relief.

It lay on its stomach by the river, reached out and touched the bruise on its cheek, and hissed in pain.

It panicked.

This injury was not caused by an accidental fall, but was left by a fight.

But it was too embarrassing for it to say it—it lost to a fish.

Just last night, when it was lying on its stomach in the cave watching the rain, a red fish suddenly appeared in the Youyue Lake, swimming around, arrogant and eye-catching, looking very good.

The king of fish had never seen this fish on weekdays, and thought that it should be a rare species that had been dormant at the bottom of the lake in the past and only came up when it rained.

The moment it sees the fish, it has a variety of recipes in mind, and as it chooses how to do it, it jumps into the lake to catch the fish.

The fish was unusually beautiful, with a graceful posture, its scales like illusory burning fire, and especially the pair of thin, long-standing wings like a bird's wings.

The Fish King, who claimed to be the ruler of the Moon Lake, smirked and pounced on the red fish. But the beautiful fish can fight too much than it imagined, the king of fish was forced to retreat after a flick of his tail, he still did not give up, only as his own light enemy, and waved his claws again, followed by the sound of turbulent explosions, the king of fish was reused by the fish, and he slammed several tails in a row, and had no power to parry, and fell back to the shore with a blue nose and swollen face.

It never imagined that its self-proclaimed fish king would encounter such a fierce rival in its life.

But I don't need to eat salted fish......

The king of fish was about to go down to the lake to hunt, but he saw the red fish float up like a ghost and stare at it coldly.

"I can't go!" the king of fish was silent for a while, and was about to leave in grief.

Around the corner, a girl's voice suddenly sounded: "Listen, you are really here, I heard them say that there is a cat living in a cave by the lake, which is very similar to what I lost, but I didn't expect it to be you...... Since you're back, why don't you come to me? ”

The person who came was Yu Jin, she looked at the white cat with teary eyes, and said, "Xiao Di, why did you lose weight like this? By the way, have you seen Xiao Ling?"

The king of fish looked at the little girl in the white dress, and his mind finally became much clearer, and he cried a few times obediently and ran over to ask for food.

In the distance, Ning Chang glanced at the red shadows swimming in the lake and roughly guessed the reason for the incident.

Last night's heavy rain was not a dream. It was a red fish made from paper kites.

Is this what the master means by guarding my marriage and Xiaoling, so that I can find her with peace of mind?

Ning Chang was not sure, but he finally let go of his last worries and left with Si Ming.

The spring breeze blows, the willow in the forest hangs low, and the new shoots are as tender as fine velvet, swaying on the mountain road that stretches into the distance.

Si Ming stood among the rocks, his black robe facing the wind, and the moon-white embroidered shoes loomed.

She stretched out her hand, swiped it in front of her, and drew a virtual sword.

She stepped on the tip of the void sword.

She is a great monk of the Five Realms, and it is always faster for her to carry people.

Ning Chang came behind her.

The two kept a delicate distance.

The sword broke through the air.

"Hold closer, get faster. Si Ming said coldly.

Ning Chang silently approached.

Si Ming sneered: "There are no outsiders here, who is pretending to be so reluctant, did you make a promise to marry Lu and feel guilty?"

Ning Chang said: "It's just a little uncomfortable. ”

After all, when traveling with people in the past, it was all by him or with him.

Si Ming said: "At the beginning, when you punished me with your marriage, how heavy was your hand, how can you be afraid at this moment? Heh, and when I kissed you, I didn't see you twisting like this." ”

Ning Chang listened to her slightly sultry words, and wondered if this was Lu marrying and marrying Jeansi

Fate tempts itself.

He looked at the curve of Si Ming's back, strengthened his Dao heart, was indifferent, and leaned forward stiffly.

"Didn't Xiao Li let you kiss it at the beginning. Ning Changjiu said casually, relieving the embarrassment of the scene.

Si Ming snorted: "It's only been a short time since you went out, and you're thinking about the little girl who is far away in Broken City?"

Ning Changjiu asked, "Didn't you still want to take her as an apprentice?"

"Seeing that she is so obedient to you, I have no intention of doing so. Si Ming said: "I want to accept an apprentice, not a traitor." ”

Ning Changjiu smiled and didn't answer, just thinking about Luoshu, she seemed to have almost become a master and apprentice with her marriage.

She picks on the eyes of an apprentice...... It's quite similar to the vision of the master by himself.

The sword qi broke through the air.

The wind whistled and cut off Ning Changjiu's thoughts.

The forest trees were shaken by the sword qi and trembled violently, and the verdant new leaves fell with a bang. There was no trace of them in the forest, and the remnants of the sword qi were diluted in the sunlight.

......

......

The spring of the Ancient Spirit Sect is bright, but it is still snowing heavily in some corners of the world.

Between the towering snow-capped mountains, the bitter wind swept over and over again, and the storm rubbed against the snow, stirring up countless snow particles, which gathered like clouds rising from the other side of the mountain, wantonly rising to engulf the place.

Several men hid behind a boulder.

They were shivering with cold, their eyebrows and beards were covered with frost, and the man at the head of the man was so red with his hands that he was pulling at his mink coat, he tied his knife to his hand, and from time to time his eyes looked over the stones to see the snow in the distance, and his eyes were full of fear.

His body is generally buried in the snow, which seeps into his boots, cuts his skin like a knife, and his breathing is slow. The cold gas is heated by the body's trachea before slowly entering the lungs.

They were caravans transporting goods, and unfortunately encountered a snow storm here...... Dragon plague, to be exact.

The king of the snowy mountains was furious, and set off a storm that blocked their way. All the goods were lost, buried in the snow, and they were all lost, and they were likely to die here.

The man at the head of the group held the knife tightly, his whole body stiffened, and he couldn't help but think of his wife's repeated admonitions at the time of parting...... Count the days, the children are about to be born. He once vowed to make a career, go back safely, and take her to a good life. But now......

He remembered his wife's thin face, and remembered the back of her secretly going to her mother's house to borrow money with a big belly...... A more violent wind blew in his heart, guilt rose and churned, and the man looked pained.

With difficulty, he opened his snowy eyes, and glanced at the man next to him, a thin young man who had passed out, the skin on his hands wrinkled from the cold. Snow kept falling on the big rocks against them, smashing on them and drowning them.

"Wake up...... Don't fall asleep. The man nudged him with his elbow and shouted in a low voice.

The young man's lips pursed as his face was parched from the cold, and he tried his best to open his eyes and whispered, "I...... I can't hold it anymore. If you can go back alive and help me take care of my sister, my father and mother are dead, she ...... I'm only seven years old. ”

"I can't pay off my own debts, I'm too lazy to care about you, you find a way to get back alive!" the man's words were a little harsh.

The young man laughed miserably and said, "Last year, my father also died on this road...... This is my family's life. ”

The man looked at his dead face, trembling, he wanted to wake up the other dying people, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

The sound was drowned out by the sound of a blizzard behind it.

The man struggled to get up with his knife on his back, his gaze beyond the stones to the blizzard in the distance, the last light in his pupils fading, and he was in complete despair.

"It's still coming......" he said in his throat as only he could hear.

In the blizzard, the scarlet eyes lit up in the snow mist, and with it came a huge, craggy body, which was the body of a dragon, the demon of the snow-capped mountains...... It crawled out of the snow with a pair of ice wings, its long neck stretched, and its eyes scanned the snowfield, letting out a low, desperate roar.

The roar drowned out the wind.

This is the notorious dragon here, and many people have died in its territory. Because of this, it is also very expensive to take this trade route, which is why men choose to take risks.

But this snow dragon still appeared.

The man closed his eyes in despair, death was not terrible to him, and he was not a good person before he was married. Now, his wife's reaction when the news of his death is brought home is the only thing he worries.

The snow dragon's voice echoed in a low voice, like a hand dragging a person down the abyss, and the man's breathing gradually became numb.

Just when he thought he was going to die, a red shadow suddenly floated through the corners of his frozen eyes.

The shadow was extremely unreal in the snow.

The man opened his eyes sluggishly.

He looked around and saw nothing. But the huge wind and snow are obviously much quieter.

"Captain!"

Someone whispered to him.

The man was a little more sober, and he turned his head to see a short boy struggling to get up, pointing behind the rock, his eyes trembling.

"Look there......" he said.

The man pulled himself out of the snow and looked slowly behind the rocks—the direction the Snowstorm Dragon had come from.

The overwhelming snow didn't really stop, and the snow piled up on a dividing line, and it was impossible to cross half a step.

And on the snow line, a shadow in a red dress staring prominently. In front of the hideous skull of the snow plague dragon, her figure was so small, but it was like a fire that burned the world, so that the dragon stopped winging.

"Female ...... Queen?" The man immediately guessed her identity...... This kind of style is only worthy of the legendary queen...... The flame of life in his heart suddenly rose, and the man was incoherent with excitement, and he immediately went to wake up the people around him, so that they could die later and support them for a while.

The figure of the woman in the red dress is as clear as glass.

The sword in her hand was as clear as glass.

She floated in the air, her dress like a blazing flame beating in the wind. Her eyebrows are cold, and her skin is like snow that has not melted for thousands of years.

She was obviously small, but in the eyes of the Snow Plague Dragon, she was like a condensation of killing.

The dragon groaned in submission.

"How many times have I warned you! I don't regret teaching you repeatedly, what's the use of keeping you?" the woman's cold voice pierced through the wind and snow.

The red dress and the sword crashed into the monstrous snow mist.

The dragon's long groans rang out.

Within that barrier, the snow was surging like real waves.

The ancient dragon's long moan turned from furious to terrible.

The sword light shuttled brightly in the snow, as if it was about to cut the heavens and the earth through cracks.

Soon, the snow mist turned into a blood mist.

The wind and snow quieted down.

The corpse of the Snowstorm Dragon fell to the snow, and the scarlet eyes lost their light. Its wings were severed, its body torn apart, and the huge sword wound, hot blood boiling out.

The woman in the red dress walked out with her back to the huge dragon corpse.

Her blade was covered in soot.

The survivors looked from behind the rocks, not blinking. They had never seen such a resolute beauty.

The snow is getting quieter and the sky is getting brighter. The fog is getting thinner, and the peaks are getting farther and farther away.

The silhouette of the red dress fades away until it fades.

The crowd finally came to their senses.

She ...... She is our king?"

"Well, she's Shao Xiaoli. ”