That was half an hour ago.

Since the Blood Feather Monarch fled, the demon sparrows in the imperial city also dispersed, and many birds and finches that were usually seen on weekdays finally flew out of their nests tremblingly and came to this familiar but broken city.

A sparrow with brown feathers and a short tail feathers landed in an inconspicuous yard.

The walls of the courtyard had collapsed, and there was still a slight smell of blood left between the cracks in the broken stones, but the lights in the room were calm, and the dim halo on the window paper was like the horizon before sunset, and it was like the rouge gently applied to the girl's face.

The little sparrow's dark eyes stared at the room, it liked that color, and that color brought a sense of tranquility, like a city without the noise of the demon sparrow.

Suddenly, the little sparrow raised his head cleverly, and his eyes fell under the clouds—under the early clear night sky, the inky clouds were getting lighter and lighter, and the dark blue sky space had a discordant crimson light, looking like a long snake swimming in the sky.

The little sparrow was afraid of the snake, and it shook its body, trying to shake its wings and leave.

But suddenly it saw that the snake was really coming in its own direction, and it flew up in fear, and came to the beams of the house higher and farther away, and looked down cautiously.

The crimson snake didn't come at itself, it was a snake condensed by countless dots of red light, it swam down from the sky, quietly dived into the courtyard, and it didn't take long for the light in the courtyard to be visible to the naked eye for many times, and then suddenly extinguished, and it was pitch black.

The sound of a fight came from inside, and then the windows broke, the doors broke, and even the roof was high up, and a hole was pierced.

The little sparrow felt a hint of great danger, and it immediately flapped its wings and flew away, and let out a short chirp like a warning in the night, but the people who had just experienced the great calamity, and were still immersed in the joy of evil and evil were naturally unable to hear it.

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When the abnormal changes in the palace occurred, Ning Changjiu's heart moved slightly and he was aware of it.

At this moment, the water on the stove has been boiled, Ning Chang lifted the iron stove and stood by the table, making a pot of tea, because the water temperature is hot, so the pot needs to be very high, so that the hot water cools in the process of falling, and when it falls into the cup and boils the tea, it is the right temperature.

This is a habit that Ning has remembered for many years, so the technique is very skillful, and it did not spill a trace when it fell into the cup.

"Every movement of each person can reveal a lot of things. Ning Changjiu pushed the porcelain cup in front of Ning Xiaoling, and said with a smile: "Looking back now, on the day I first woke up, I poured a cup of hot water for you, and it was the method of pouring water that made you doubt in your heart." ”

Ning Xiaoling hesitated for a while, nodded, she took a sip of the porcelain cup, and had to admit that the tea made by the senior brother was indeed much stronger than the one brewed in her own big bowl.

She put down the cup, looked at the young man in white in front of her, and asked, "What was the senior brother doing sitting on the chair that day, holding his hands motionless in mid-air?"

Ning Chang said: "I'm fishing. ”

Ning Xiaoling remembered that Lu Marrying asked him what he was good at today, and his answer was fishing.

"Fishing, what are you fishing?" Ning Xiaoling asked.

Ning Changjiu replied: "I don't know, it's just a habit I developed when I was a child, when the second senior brother gave me a wooden stick and told me to go to the river and catch a fish without silk line or bait." ”

Ning Xiaoling was surprised: "How is this possible?"

Ning Chang said: "I didn't understand it at the time, but later I learned that there are countless invisible threads in this world, and those threads connect everything in the world, as long as we can grasp these lines, we can master everything in the world, which is the fishing line that God really falls to the world." ”

Ning Xiaoling scratched in the air around him, shook his head and said, "I don't believe it." ”

Ning Changchang smiled and said: "I didn't believe it before, at that time, I sat by the river with that wooden stick for a day, and there happened to be a fish that stopped in the shadow of the wooden stick, I snapped and knocked it out, and then fished it back to give an errand to my senior brother." ”

Ning Xiaoling snorted and laughed, and asked, "Your senior brother didn't scold you?"

Ning Changjiu also smiled: "It's also a skill to have quick eyes and quick hands, why do you want to scold?"

Ning Xiaoling thought about it, then stopped smiling, she asked, "Then what are you fishing now?"

Ning Changchang half-jokingly said: "Of course it's to catch a potential underwater little fox." ”

Ning Xiaoling sighed and said, "Senior brother, you are not suitable for laughing. ”

So Ning Changjiu really didn't laugh, and there were only two cups of tea between the two of them steaming faintly hot.

Ning Chang suddenly glanced at the window, but his gaze seemed to be able to fall farther through the window paper.

"The old fox is defeated. Ning Changjiu said suddenly.

Ning Xiaoling's eyes widened, she sensed the demon seed that was deeply rooted in her innate spirit, although she felt incredible, but the reaction of the demon seed would not deceive, the body of this demon seed had been shattered, so this demon seed became a rootless ping.

After each big demon cultivates to a higher realm, he can condense his own demon seed like a tree blossoming and bearing fruit.

This demon seed is equivalent to another heart of oneself.

It can only be grafted into the soil of the same origin as itself, otherwise the grafted person will immediately go crazy and die, and the demon seed also represents a new life, even if the body dies, the demon seed may take root again, and then with the help of those undispersed wisdom, complete the rebirth.

And the more powerful and rare the demon clan, it is extremely difficult to find someone of the same origin as himself, so when this girl with a congenital spirit as a fox appeared in the imperial city, the red-tailed old monarch woke up as soon as possible, and he used almost all the power that he could influence this imperial city to cast the invisible and shadowless demon seed.

And that night, Ning Baoshui slapped open the spiritual aperture of her body, and let those unjust ghosts run in, these unjust ghosts are the wind, and the seed thrown by the old fox is the seed of the dandelion that was blown up by the wind.

When the seed lands and takes root and sprouts, it is closely related to the innate spirit, and it is difficult to separate.

As long as this seed is still there, Ning Xiaoling will become a demon sooner or later.

Therefore, if Ning Changjiu did not arrive in time for the assassination that night, this demon seed would be activated in advance, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

And if the old fox really escapes from the dungeon, he will take back this seed, and swallow the demon power contained in it and the innate spirit attached to the demon seed, if the old fox dies, this demon seed will use this body as a new soil.

So no matter what, Ning Xiaoling couldn't escape death.

On the first night, she heard the old fox say to herself through the demon species, and she couldn't sleep all night, but in order not to let the senior brother see the clues, she still looked carefree on the surface.

In fact, these days, the demon seed has already been imperceptibly influencing her, and even wants to completely occupy her body.

The demonic contamination of the demon seed has reached the end of the day, and this is an inescapable death.

Ning Xiaoling leaned back in the chair, as if all her strength had been drained, and Yan Yan's words and smiles seemed to be just the illusory dream she had finally compiled, and she said weakly: "Senior brother, our life is really not good. ”

Ning Chang said: "Sometimes, a charm that summons ghosts, changing a few strokes, may become a charm to drive away evil spirits, many things in this world can be changed in this way, and then produce completely different effects, demons are evolved from spirits, and naturally they can be reversed." ”

Ning Xiaoling said: "I won't change the ......"

"It's okay, senior brother is good at this. Ning Chang looked at her face and said calmly: "Sleep and wake up." ”

Ning Xiaoling held her face and said regretfully: "If I had told you about this earlier, would it have changed a lot?"

Ning Chang said: "I already knew, so don't think about it." ”

Ning Xiaoling noticed the movement outside the Dao and said, "Senior brother, in fact, I know that you may not be you anymore, but I don't know why, I always feel in my heart that you are still my senior brother." ”

Ning Chang rubbed her head: "It always will be." ”

Outside the window, the short chirping of sparrows sounded.

A long crimson snake snaked in, piercing through all obstacles, surging towards Ning Xiaoling's body like a stream.

Ning couldn't stop it for a long time, in fact, he didn't plan to stop it.

It was this moment that he had been waiting for.

Only by really luring out that old fox can he have a chance to strip the demon seed without harming Ning Xiaoling's life.

The long crimson snake was the last spirit of the old fox.

At this moment, the crimson long snake wrapped around her body like a soul worm, Ning Xiaoling stared at her in despair, tears flowed out of her eyes, and in just a moment, in those watery eyes, the pupils were almost invisible, and they became pale.

A snow-white tail wrangled from behind her, swaying in a huge, illusory shadow.

The wooden chair under Ning Xiaoling's body suddenly shattered, she got up suddenly, and looked ahead in a daze, her body exuding an extremely strange aura, like a demon or a god.

Ning Changjiu looked at those snow-white eyes for a moment.

Ning Xiaoling looked at him, thought for a moment, and said uncertainly, "Senior brother?"

Her voice became extremely cold and indifferent, and there was almost no emotion in this senior brother, more like a piece of ice that was slowly melting on her chest.

The demonic power of the girl in front of her skyrocketed in a few breaths, after all, it was the essence of the old fox's six broken divine souls, condensed together at this moment, if it weren't for Ning Xiaoling herself, she should be able to break into the purple court in an instant at this moment.

But even if it is the peak of longevity, at this moment in this city, the four-key spirituality is temporarily lost, the fairy sword is resealed into the Jiazi Palace, the palace killing array is destroyed, and Lu Marriage's injuries have not healed, where is the power to stop her?

Ning Chang looked into her eyes and said, "You're here?"

Ning Xiaoling looked at him indifferently and said, "Sometimes I really can't tell whether you are hypocritically calm or truly calm. ”

Ning Chang said: "I can't tell who you are." ”

Ning Xiaoling's body was full of demonic power, like a strong wind undulating between the Dao robes, she pinched the Dao trick with one hand and the other, and there was still no expression on her face, "That old fox is dead, and your junior sister is also dying, I am me, and I haven't thought of a name for myself yet." ”

She is Ning Xiaoling's innate spirit, the snow fox with a broken tail, and now with the help of the demon species, she has inherited the residual demon power of the red-tailed Laojun after his death, and her realm has risen sharply, and she is directly anti-guest, occupying Ning Xiaoling's consciousness.

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "It's good that you're not a junior sister, I can kill you with confidence." ”

Ning Xiaoling stood still, the snow-white fox tail phantom behind her was still increasing, she stared at Ning Changchang and said, "I know that there are many extraordinary people in the world, you may be one of them, but you haven't even entered the Xuan Realm at the moment, why kill me?"

Between the words, Ning Xiaoling's figure retreated suddenly, and a snow-white finger was no longer in a hurry, and the fingertips were glowing, as if the purest holy fire in the world was burning.

Ning Chang's expression was calm and serious, this was the finger he pointed out that night, the finger of the sealing demon.

After Ning Xiaoling took three steps back, several slender fox tails that had grown behind him exploded like peacocks opening their screens, and then gradually condensed into two thick plush long tails.

This was her first battle, and although the old fox's spirit contained many fragments of combat experience, she hadn't had time to digest it quietly, and at the moment, she was a little nervous.

But this tension was only for a moment, and the confidence brought by the crushing of the realm quickly calmed her down.

She also pointed out a finger, and the fox fire was burning between her fingers, so the whole room was filled with crimson light, as if there was a great sun hidden, and Ning Chang's faint fire seemed to be swallowed up and overturned at any time.

But in just a moment, the fox fire hit Ning Changjiu's fingers, and the two actually collided and died together, and the light in the room was only a flash in the pan, and it was swallowed up by darkness in an instant.

A moment later, the beams were shattered, the roof tiles collapsed, the wooden windows and doors were shattered, and Ning Chang's figure fell into the courtyard, and there were three claw marks on the white shirt.

Ning Xiaoling's figure came in an instant, she broke through the roof, jumped high, landed dexterously, and was about to run to Ning Changchang, but suddenly tripped over something under her feet.

A golden light wound around the ankle like a thin thread, the thin thread was buried deep in the ground, and at this moment it was like a fishing net fished out of the water, and those golden thin lines were revealed, densely intertwined in the yard, silently undulating, like thousands of criss-crossing strings.

"Magic circle?" Ning Xiaoling reacted immediately, but his feet couldn't break free.

Ning Changchang pointed out, pointed directly at her eyebrows, and drank four words in his mouth: "Sit and forget to fast." ”

Those were the first four words on the stele pavilion of the mountain road back then.

As soon as the mantra came out, the dust fell to the ground, the fine grass clippings fell quietly, the stars and the moon, and the birds and birds in the high-rise buildings all seemed to sit on the futon and forget, and everything was quiet.

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(Thanks to the book friend Porridge Porridge Great Demon King, Mosa 123 for the reward!...... So, if you owe a chapter, you will definitely pay it back tomorrow!)