After being pestered by Shao Xiaoli for several hours, Ning Changjiu finally threatened her with running away from home, and the girl stopped chattering and begging, and immediately said, "Boss, you can't go, I'll go...... I'll go!"

After driving Shao Xiaoli to sleep, Ning Chang's ears could not be quiet.

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra and the Blood Feather Monarch began to discuss what happened today.

"The one called the Prime Minister seems to have a very high status?"

"But he doesn't seem to be very powerful, and even Uncle Ning can't beat him. ”

"What do you mean by Lian, isn't our family powerful for a long time?"

"Bah, you are a broken book, less disgusting!"

"But to be honest, the people in this city, the realm cultivation doesn't seem to be high, that Northern Hell's Divine Sword, it sounds like a powerful sword move, but I took a cursory look, it is still an old thing from a thousand years ago, but it was lucky to escape the catastrophe five hundred years ago and has been passed down to this day. ”

"Aren't you an old thing older than them?"

"Can I be the same as them? I am enduring, they are dross for thousands of years!"

"Shut up!" Ning Changjiu finally couldn't help but speak.

Ning Chang recalled everything that happened today and what Shao Xiaoli said, constructing an outline in his mind, and then said, "This place should have avoided the disaster five hundred years ago. And all the exercises here, according to her, are all things handed down by the goddess, so what is the purpose of the goddess in doing this?"

"Luck. The spirit of the Sword Sutra said the answer in Ning Chang's heart.

Ning Changjiu nodded: "She doesn't want this city to have complete luck. And those cultivators of the family sects, because of the same qi and branches, the path of cultivation complements each other, and sometimes one person can rise to the top, and even drive the whole peak realm to rise. But in this city, everyone has their own way......"

The spirit of the Sword Sutra said: "This city is indeed strange, but it is also good, at least out of the desert, I originally thought that there was something evil under this abyss, but now it seems that there are people in the city, even if it is a little tattered, at least I can feel more stable." ”

Ning Chang looked at the quaint chair under him, recalling the battle in the desert, and felt the same way. Every sand there should be transformed by the corpses that died there, and every time you step on it, you may go through the life of a certain demon king.

And at that time, Yuan seemed to be a place to raise Gu, after Shi Yuan was activated, the necromancer recovered, and those who finally crawled out were qualified to see the light of day again and become the weapon of the royal family.

"Are we underground now?" asked Bloodfeather-kun.

"Perhaps. ”

According to the basic idea, beneath the abyss is, of course, the underworld.

"It's not my home turf. Blood Feather Jun sighed angrily.

Ning Changchang said coldly: "Don't worry, I'll change places for you in two days." ”

Blood Feather Jun was surprised: "Didn't your daughter-in-law say that she would kill a hundred evil spirits and then return her original body to me, you...... You can't just keep your word!"

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra sneered, "Daughter-in-law, aren't you unswervingly supporting Zhao Xiang'er?"

"This ...... Hurry up and do what you want. Blood Feather Jun argued with a red face.

Ning Chang looked at the rotten sword on his waist and said, "Okay, I'll take you out to find the evil spirit tonight." ”

With that, Ning Changjiu stood up and walked towards the dark night outside the door.

He also wanted to take a good look at the city and try to find some clues to the outside world.

However, the people of Broken Boundary City have spent seven or eight hundred years and have not found a way outward, which is undoubtedly a shadow over their hearts.

There were no stars in the sky, the wind blew slowly in the dark night, the branches of the trees rustled over the courtyard, and in the distance there seemed to be the faint sound of footsteps.

He pushed open the door and walked out of the courtyard.

On both sides of the gate, he was covered with red lanterns, which were densely woven with bamboo slivers in a net-like frame, bright but not warm, just like in Riverside City.

Along this road, red lanterns hang on both sides, and this stone brick paved street looks like a stream through a sea of red flowers.

According to Shao Xiaoli, there are more than 60 households here, and all of them live with descendants of the royal family.

Because every time the royal family gives birth, it will dilute its own divine blood, so unlike the civilians in the city, the royal family's fertility is more rigorous and more particular.

The location of the palace is further east, because legend has it that it is the place where the sun really rises.

Ning Chang walked across the long street and walked out.

The entire Broken City is divided into two sides, the royal area has a special city wall, and the outer city also has a wall of almost the same height, because the monsters outside the city have become more and more difficult to approach over the years, so many defenses and fortresses have not been repaired in time, and they look a little dilapidated.

There were not many patrols in the royal city, only a small team walked in the city, and in the middle of the night, the city gate was still ajar, and several carts carrying goods moved in, and it was not cows and horses that pulled the carts, but beetle-like creatures, they were huge, their carapace was pale gold, and they grew horns like bulls.

Ning Chang used the Concealment Technique, quietly blended into the crowd, avoided their detection, and came outside the city.

Before he left the royal city, a slight coolness came.

The residential buildings are closely connected, and the stone bricks that pave the floor are not as smooth and moist as in the royal city, and you can clearly feel the unevenness when you walk.

In the city, there is a river that runs through the city, and those are all dark springs dug in the ground, and they are endless.

Ning walked calmly down the street for a long time.

"If I hadn't known in advance, I wouldn't have believed this was the world underground. Blood Feather Jun sighed with emotion: "This is very similar to the specifications of many human dynasties. ”

Ning Chang said: "Of course, it can't be a simple underground world. This may be the city of some kingdom of God, which collapsed into the ground along with the kingdom of God. ”

"Kingdom of God?" Blood Feather Jun was puzzled, "Isn't that something that only the supreme god lord can have?"

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra sneered, "If you are a certain great god and you have cultivated your cultivation to an unparalleled realm, will you want to open up a world of your own and get out of the control of the Lord of the Divine Kingdom?"

The Blood Feather Monarch, who longed for freedom, immediately spoke, "Of course. Just ......"

"It's just that now the god who created this city seems to be dead, the whole world is the territory of the lord of the kingdom of God, if you are the main god, you see that your territory is taken out of the middle, you won't think about destroying it immediately?" ”

Ning Chang's figure moving in the night was very fast.

There were no lanterns hanging in the city of the common people, it was mostly dark, only some people's homes were still faintly lit with fires, and on the roofs of many houses, there were still a few children meditating and practicing there, as if they were swallowing the aura of heaven and earth.

Ning Chang came to the outer end of the wall, and he looked up at the high wall, which seemed to have been breached many times, and there were many traces of antiquity left on it, and people in straw cloaks walked up and down on it, with swords tied to their waists and crudely made firearms in their hands.

The majestic walls separate the two worlds.

Ning Chang has the ability to control the sword, but he didn't act rashly, the outside world has not yet been explored after all, and the risk of acting late at night is still greater.

"There doesn't seem to be anything special about this ruined city. Blood Feather Jun said, "With the ability of that headless god, if only such a city was created, it would indeed make people laugh. ”

Ning Changjiu said to himself: "But if the headless god is the god here, then who is the goddess in Shao Xiaoli's mouth?"

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra said: "You are stronger than the people in this city, they can't go farther, but you can, maybe when the time comes, go outside, and everything will be solved." ”

Ning Chang said: "They should be afraid of my existence. ”

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra said confidently: "In this city, there should be no one who has entered the realm of the Purple Court, so you don't have to worry." ”

Ning Changjiu nodded, understanding the meaning of his words.

In the Broken Boundary City, it is not that there are no cultivators with excellent talents, but there is a lack of soil to nurture cultivators in the Purple Court Realm. There is a lack of spiritual energy here, and the whole city is not full of luck, and most importantly...... The isolated place seems to be unable to attract thunder.

Whether to enter the Purple Court realm first and attract the Heart Demon Tribulation and Heavenly Thunder, or the Heart Demon Tribulation and Heavenly Thunder to come first, and only after the Tribulation is broken can it be considered the Purple Court. At the moment of your robbery, is it a purple court or a long life?

This has been controversial since ancient times.

If it is the latter, then no one in the Broken Boundary City will ever be able to reach the Purple Court Realm, because the true Broken Boundary exists here, and it will not be able to attract Heavenly Thunder at all.

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra sighed: "The speed of time in the abyss is different from here, we don't know how much time has been delayed, and it may be a hundred years before we go out." ”

Blood Feather Jun also became sad: "Do you say that Your Highness will wait for our Uncle Ning for a hundred years?"

The spirit of the Sword Sutra said: "I don't know who your Highness is, but Lu will definitely marry, but after a hundred years, Lu Marrying must have already been five Dao, if she goes down the abyss by then...... Alas. ”

Ning listened to their words for a long time, and felt worried, but it was useless to think too much.

He walked around the city for a while, and found that many poor houses would also have some strange-looking stone beasts placed at the door, but there was nothing special about it.

Ning Changjiu turned around and walked towards the royal city.

Soon, the dream of invincibility in the world that they had discussed earlier was shattered.

When passing by an alley, a white light flashed in Ning Chang's eyes.

And before that white light appeared, before Ning Changjiu's feet stepped into the alley, his Dao heart roared, and the alertness in his heart drove the movements in his hand, he immediately pulled out the broken sword, and stabbed silently in the dark, the killing intent came first, condensed into the tip of the broken sword, and slashed towards the place where the danger came.

A crisp symphony sounded briefly in the night.

Ning Changjiu's sword seemed to have encountered some obstacle, and failed to go deeper, he leaned forward with the sword, and his other free hand turned into a palm and slapped forward, in that palm, the five fingers kept changing, including the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sect and the true secret of the Daomen.

Syllable!

The palms of the two collided in the air, and the timing was just right, as if it were a coincidence.

The other party's palm power has a truly solid meaning, like a city wall that has stood for thousands of years and is difficult to overcome, Ning Changjiu's body was shocked and took a step back, his divine sense was also broken by this palm, and his spirit was slightly blank, and he immediately pressed his eyebrows with his fingers to make up for the flaws left in this Dao heart.

In this gap, the other party's hand chased after him.

He didn't feel the edge of the blade, so he couldn't immediately detect the path of the opposite move.

Ning Changjiu's broken sword was grabbed by the other party's hand, and after the tip of the aura was broken, the broken sword was temporarily unsupported, and Ning Changjiu, who was holding the sword, couldn't help but lean forward a little.

The opponent in the darkness originally wanted to grab the blade directly empty-handed, but suddenly let out a "huh".

At that moment, the killing intent of the sword in Ning Changjiu's hand also disappeared without a trace, it was no longer a sword, but a wisp of wind that unintentionally pierced the hall, making people unable to give birth to any embankment meaning.

The moves of the second half of the Heavenly Oracle Sword Sutra.

With a click, the red light was like a handful of suddenly lit fire, illuminating the night in an instant.

The Blood Feather Monarch screamed, and it flapped its wings and was forced to fly out of its broken sword, flapping its wings at the enemy that had destroyed its habitat, spewing out sword feathers and flames.

The sword was blown away by an invisible wind as it approached the opponent.

The Blood Feather Monarch screamed and retreated, trying to find something to preserve his fragile soul.

The Dao Realm of Ning Chang's Killing Sword gave birth to a crack after the other party stopped it, this crack was fatal, and his Dao Realm was quickly lost, his wrist trembled, and the iron filings on the rotten sword flew, and then it was blown away by the aura of both sides.

Ning Changjiu confirmed that the other party was a master, a master who was many times stronger than the minister.

Could it be that the king himself came to eradicate himself?

But the strange thing is that the other party doesn't feel any killing intent on his body.

These thoughts flashed by, but Ning Chang's sword moves were not slow, the sword fire ignited, shining through the corner of the opponent's black robe, and strands of extremely fine silver hair fluttered in the darkness.

For some reason, every strand of silver hair seemed to slow down in my sight.

Then, Ning Changjiu found that the speed at which he could draw his sword had also slowed down.

Time seems to have been deliberately stretched.

But the speed of the other party is as usual.

Ning Chang watched as the other party snatched the sword from his hand, if he wanted to kill himself at this moment, it would be an extremely easy matter.

Ning Chang didn't understand why the law of time in the abyss had not been able to interfere with him, but this person's prison drawn by the universe restricted his movements.

But the other party did not choose to plunge the sword into his chest after taking the lead.

In the other party's black robe, an extremely white hand stretched out, that hand was extremely slender and beautiful, and each hand bone was like a delicate and exquisite art, which was in stark contrast to the decaying broken sword.

Ning Chang watched as she held the sword and reached out to push it.

The sword was returned to its sheath.

The man's fingers fell softly to the edge of the black robe, twisting the edge of the robe that had been slightly damaged by the sword fire, and she gently untied the black robe from the outer cover, revealing a face like a young girl, and the silver hair was softly draped down, glowing with a shimmering light.

The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and her lips pursed into a soft smile.

She lightly drew the void with her fingers, and the cage that had trapped Ning for a long time was easily lifted.

Ning Chang stared at the silver-haired woman in black robe in front of him.

The other party's eyes are transparent and tinged with the color of green jade, only more ethereal and dreamy, and the halo flowing in the whites of the eyes reminds people of the moon that does not exist in this world.

"Who are you?" Ning looked into her eyes for a long time, and pressed his hand on the iron branch around his waist.

The woman looked at him, her smile soft, and all her movements seemed to be half a beat slower, but still smooth and natural, like the wind.

The woman spread out her other hand, and in the palm of her white and delicate palm, there was a prismatic, small ruler-like white object.

She spoke softly and said, "This is a token of the Star Spirit Palace, I came on the orders of the master, if he has spare time, he can use this object to go to the Star Spirit Palace, the master wants to see you." ”

Ning hesitated for a long time to take the white, delicately polished stone tool.

"Who is your master, why didn't you come yourself?" asked Ning Changjiu.

The woman straightened her slightly messy robe and said, "The master has no name, only wants to be called by the command." ”

Ning hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but ask, "How is your master's cultivation compared to you?"

The woman smiled lightly: "How can the fireflies compete with the bright moon?"

With that, she lowered her eyebrows and bowed her body, and then turned around, her dark robe blended into the night, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the killing intent between life and death returned to normal, only the many sword marks that remained on the walls in two places, which showed that the battle had taken place here.

Like a drenched old hen, Blood Feather Jun squatted on a lantern rack, his wings crossed, his soul trembling in the night. "Uncle Ning, help!" said Blood Feather Jun with a mournful cry.

Ning Changjiu pulled out the fairy sword Minglan that was broken again, and it was already too short to be shorter, and said, "It's going to be a minute." ”

Blood Feather Jun drilled back with a bitter face.

Ning Chang was apprehensive about everything that had happened before, what was the mysterious woman suddenly looking for?

Ning Chang flipped the white strip of jade in his hand, not understanding what it was.

Until there was no way to break her spatial prison, he would never venture to the Star Spirit Temple.

Ning Chang sighed and said, "There are people outside the people, it seems that there are other masters in this city." ”

The spirit of the Sword Sutra said coldly: "The law of the universe is far more clever and rare than that of the universe, she can actually use this law perfectly, a maid is like this, then how powerful should her master be?"

Ning Chang said: "In short, it's not what we can compete with today. ”

He looked at the broken sword in his hand and felt pity, thinking that if it weren't for Lu Marrying's saber, maybe he would have thrown it away a long time ago.

The spirit of the Sword Sutra was still pondering the previous woman's move, and said, "This city should be scattered with the authority of a certain god, or that woman is not an ordinary royal person, but a direct descendant of the god!"

Ning Changchang also had his own thoughts in his heart, he didn't say it directly, but looked at himself with his divine sense, and searched the purple court.

The golden crow has been roughly re-condensed, but it is still sleeping, and the dark golden luster of its original discolored feathers has resurfaced little by little, but the process is slow, and it is unknown when it will wake up.

Ning Changjiu put away his thoughts and walked back to the royal city.

Back in the courtyard, Ning Changjiu heard the clanging sound inside, he walked to the door, and found that the originally neat room was in a mess, the chairs had been overturned, the table curtains had been torn up, and the fruits in the fruit bowl had been rolled all over the floor.

Inside the room, Shao Xiaoli's anxious voice came out.

"Boss, where have you been......"

"Woo woo, come out, don't scare me, if you leave, I'll go to the ghost prison. ”

"Boss, are you avoiding me, I don't want yesterday's proposal, as long as you come out, I will promise you everything......"

“......”

The girl's anxious tears fell.

Ning Changjiu walked to the door of the room and saw her lying on the ground, moving out of the box under the bed, and looking inside while wiping her tears.

Ning Changjiu knocked lightly on the door.

Shao Xiaoli's expression was grim, she turned back slowly, and saw the white clothes standing at the door, she was ecstatic, but her tired body seemed to drain her strength, and after a softness, she sat down on the ground, her slender legs were parted, and her skirt was covered with fading, she looked at Ning Changjiu and said, "Boss, where have you been, I can't find you when I rummage through the cabinets......"

"......" Ning Changjiu originally saw that she was sleeping soundly, but he didn't expect her to wake up so quickly, he said calmly: "My name is Ning Changjiu, and I will be called by my name in the future." ”

Shao Xiaoli's hand wiping her tears paused, she rubbed her face, flattered, and said, "Okay, boss!"

Ning Changjiu nodded and said, "Remember to clean up the house." ”

"Yes, boss!" the girl scrambled to her feet.

Ning Chang sighed, more and more suspicious of the days when Zhao Xiang'er and Lu were married.

He wondered if he was being dragged down by the three fools around him if he was slowing down his sword today.

Ning Chang walked towards his room.

Shao Xiaoli suddenly raised his hand and volunteered: "Boss, I want to sleep with you!"

"Huh?" Ning Chang was taken aback, and secretly sighed that the folk customs here were simple.

Shao Xiaoli wrinkled his little face full of tears and said, "What if you disappear again......"

Ning Chang said: "I like to sleep alone. ”

Shao Xiaoli patted her face, thinking that she obviously had a bit of a look, so she had to sigh: "The boss is really high-spirited!"

Ning Changjiu said lightly: "It's okay." ”

"Whew!"

The Spirit of the Sword Sutra and the Blood Feather Monarch said in unison.

If the two women had asked this question, it would have been diametrically opposed answers.

After Ning Chang returned to the room, Shao Xiaoli began to clean up the house, she put the scattered things back in an orderly manner, and when the house was tidy up, she smiled with satisfaction, and then wrapped in a futon and came to Ning Chang's door, and slept on the ground, her sleep was already shallow, so that as long as the boss moved, she could wake up.

......

Early in the morning, when Shao Xiaoli woke up, he found that he was lying in bed again.

"This ......"

Shao Xiaoli pinched the quilt, thought of something, immediately swished up, grabbed a ball of things, then jumped out of bed, ran out of the house quickly, searched with a keen eye, and did not let go of his heartstrings until he saw the young man sitting in the yard.

She quietly walked behind Ning Changjiu, gently slapped him on the shoulder, and said shyly: "Boss, yesterday I remembered that I slept on the ground, did you ...... me?"

"You sleepwalked back by yourself. Ning Chang closed his eyes and blocked back a sentence that was not salty or light.

"Oh......" Shao Xiaoli replied weakly, and then his eyes lit up again, and said: "Boss, you are the god of Shi Yuan, you are not familiar with the place, I am a royal native of Broken City, I will take you to the city for a walk! There are many spirits like you here, but don't worry, they are not as good-looking as you." And...... In the past few days, something big is going to happen in the city, but it's lively. ”

"Big deal?" Ning Changjiu vaguely felt that this was related to last night's assassination.

Shao Xiaoli smiled mysteriously, and while wearing the dress and shoes and socks that she had brought when she ran out of the room in a hurry, she said, "You'll know when I take you to see it!"

When Shao Xiaoli was dressed, Ning Changchang opened his eyes.

He also wanted to know more about the city, so he didn't refuse.

In the end, Shao Xiaoli took him to a luxuriously decorated high-rise building in the royal city, and said, "This is the art building, according to the ancient books, it seems to be, um...... Anyway, it's more beautiful than the palace, and there are many good-looking sisters in it. ”

Ning Changchang thought to himself that if it was really a city, there must be a green building, and he said helplessly: "This is the big thing you said?"

Shao Xiaoli saw that his face was not very friendly, so he immediately shook his head and went straight to the point: "No! There is a peerless beauty in this art building, named Su Yanshu, and there is a swordsman in the royal family, who recently threatened not only to redeem her body, but also to marry her." ”

Ning Changjiu's heart did not fluctuate, but he felt more and more that there was nothing new under the sun, and this city must have existed in the human world for a period of time in the past.

Shao Xiaoli took him to visit the art building.

This is what Ning Xiaoling wanted to do but never did.

Coincidentally today, Ning Changjiu was fortunate to see this woman who was blown to the sky by Shao Xiaoli, she was holding a red lacquer thin piano and sitting weakly behind the bead curtain, her picturesque face was covered with makeup, the appliqués were delicate, her shoulders were slightly narrowed, as if she was afraid of life, giving people a desire to pity and protect.

Ning Chang looked at her with a flat look from beginning to end. It is like looking at the delicate vase of an official kiln.

He didn't know where she came from, but he was sure she wasn't the number one beauty in Broken City.

The most beautiful woman in Broken City, he may have seen it last night.

......

......

(There is a loss of cardin, and I will add more to you when I clear my mind)