Heaven and earth are like a pure black bowl, upside down above the city.

The darkness is like an unreachable sea, the yin wind is like a sea tide, sweeping the sky and the earth, and the sin and beauty of death are like the Manzhu Sawa blooming on the banks of the Huangquan River, returning to the night after the ultimate demonization.

To the west of the city, the huge sword fire was still braving the flames that soared into the sky, and most of the surface of the red umbrella was scorched, revealing hundreds of fine umbrella stands.

Zhao Xiang'er tilted her head, the tip of the sword had already pierced into the center of her eyebrows, and the blood-red water went down the corner of her forehead, slashing through her snow-lotus-like beauty, swirling around the corners of her lips, she gently sipped, and the color of her lips seemed to be petals of late spring.

And in the endless darkness behind Madame Bai, a golden light lit up.

The light started in the north of the riverside city and fell in the south of the riverside city, and the trajectory of the passage was like the sand flowing through the city.

In the infinite darkness, the slender golden light was even more dazzling, and its edges fluctuated like hot molten gold, and magma turned into a heavenly river flowing through the dome.

And along the edge of that golden light, countless fine cracks began to break through the darkness and spread around, they were light, and they were as fast as light, and in the blink of an eye, the edge of the whole world was like an eggshell that was about to shatter at the touch of a button.

Madame Bai's mind was almost wiped out at this moment, but even so, she still felt the light behind her, the light scorched her back, and her indestructible bone armor was like soft and meltable snow, which quickly softened in the light, turning into liquid dripping, and then the liquid evaporated into hissing white gas in the air, and a large cloud of white gas poured into the sword fire, like a burning cloud in the sunset on the horizon.

Zhao Xiang'er was in a trance, and vaguely saw countless golden birds flying in the sky, where they passed, all the darkness was swallowed up, but the croaking sound was irritating.

The dark tide has receded, Ning has long stood on the other side of the Yellow Spring, behind him, a round sun is red, he is in the center of the round sun, the ink hair is scattered, the eyebrows are heroic, the light of the red sun is traced on his knife-like facial lines, the scorching golden light in his eyes is like a messenger in the scorching sun, his eyebrows between the sixteen-year-old childishness has been removed, more like a statue of a young man standing in the kingdom of God.

On his shoulder, a three-legged crow resembling a bamboo pole rested, its golden wings vibrating with subtle electricity and fire, and when the red sun was in the background, it was a pitch-black silhouette, entrenched in the center of the red sun with Ning Changjiu.

Ning Chang opened his eyes and looked up at the night in the sky, the darkness was fading, and the light outside was pouring in one by one, like a huge sword, tearing the world apart with the golden light on the night.

Countless golden crows swept over the shattered city, their ants attached to the body of the White Lady, and the pressure of the red umbrella gradually disappeared in the noisy chirping.

Madame Bai felt the shattering of her body, and she suddenly remembered the four sharp-beaked monkey cheek faces, one honest and honest, one wide and fat, one full of fierce faces, and one with compassion.

Sixty-four years ago, she was beaten by these four apes and shattered her bones into piles.

Today she feels like she has gone back 64 years.

The exhausted sanity returned, but she no longer had the strength to resist.

Among the golden crows, the White Lady made the last resistance, and she was born into all things, sometimes like weeds, sometimes like a white horse, sometimes like a mandrill, and finally turned into an old woman, a mother-in-law, and a girl.

It's just that no matter how she changes, at this moment, the golden crow seems to be "in full sight", how can she get out?

Ning Jiu didn't move, and those golden crows had already killed all the clones of Madame Bai.

At this moment, Madame Bai's shape was erect, she couldn't distinguish the human form, her bones were still burning, the festering divinity stretched fine cracks on her skeleton, her empty eyes stared at Ning Changchang, and her voice was hoarse and difficult to discern: "You will die too...... My authority is cause and effect...... You're tainted with ...... Sooner or later, you will meet that wild monkey and be killed by him, even if you are lucky enough to survive, the real Lord Hades will not let you go......"

Her words were a little incoherent, and Ning listened to them in silence for a long time, and said, "The Immortal Monarch has long since died. ”

Madame Bai shook her head with difficulty: "Lord Hades is not dead...... He has been watching everything from some corner of the world, and one day, he will devour the world with the eternal polar night, you ...... If you can't stop it, no one can stop it......"

Ning didn't answer for a long time, he knew that Madam Bai was really crazy, and there was no point in asking more.

The golden crow on her shoulders fluttered her wings, and the already shaky White Lady collapsed and collapsed in a faint scream.

Sword fire passes.

Most of her bones fell to the ground, and most of them turned to ashes, except for a few of her main bones that fell to the ground, still glowing with a glossy glow.

The oppressive force on the umbrella surface is completely dissipated.

Zhao Xiang'er shook her body, the umbrella in her hand fell down, she raised her head, the light outside broke through the city that had been shrouded in the polar night for a whole month, and fell on her beautiful face, the blood in her eyebrows was like cinnabar.

In her gradually spreading eyes, she saw the figure of Ning Chang walking forward, the red sun behind him was not dazzling at all, exuding a gentle light, enveloping her little by little, her nose moved, and she couldn't help but recall the eight years of sitting on the big banyan tree and watching the sunset, when the light also wrapped her like this, smearing rouge-like color on the dirty white dress.

Her eyes shone slightly.

Ning Changjiu walked in front of her, knelt down on one knee, and looked at her at eye level, Zhao Xiang'er looked at his well-lined, god-like face under the red sun. Her eyelids drooped slightly, she looked at his snow-white dress, and said softly, "It's disgusting......"

The golden glow in Ning Changjiu's eyes gradually dissipated, and the red sun behind him also turned black little by little, and then disappeared.

The golden crow on his neck vibrated his wings slightly, and the fragments of golden light shook down on Ning Xiaoling and Zhao Xiang'er's bodies, covering their bodies little by little.

After the golden light in Ning Chang's eyes faded, infinite sorrow also emerged in his body, he leaned forward, his fingers touched Zhao Xiang'er's eyebrows, and wiped away the blood for her.

Zhao Xiang'er wanted to dodge, but her body couldn't use any strength, she glared at Ning Changjiu, wanting to say something threatening, but Ning Changjiu didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, her body leaned forward like a force, and collided with her body, as if hugging each other.

Ning Changjiu's hand pressed on her bony back and really hugged her.

Zhao Xiang'er frowned, her blood-red lips trembled slightly, and she was slightly displeased: "Let it go...... Let me go. ”

She said this, but her head rested lightly on his shoulder, and her long hair fell down her neck into his clothes, like a girl's breath itching.

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The long night had passed, and the long-lost light fell on this troubled city, and many green tiles, still covered with snow, shone in the sun.

It's the end of winter at the moment, and the sky and the earth are still filled with a lingering cold, as if the last snow is about to fall at any time.

In Ning's long memory, a golden crow flew in, so all his memories also had a golden crow.

The previous one

In the practice of the world, soon after he entered the meditation, he entered the Xuan and formed the innate spirit golden crow, and he often called out the golden crow to stand on his shoulder, on the lotus seat of the Taoist temple, by the fence of the release pond, on the cliff of the sea of clouds, and in the old streets of Dahe Town.

Now that time has gone backwards, in this world, at the age of sixteen, he has not yet produced an innate spirit, so for this world, before today, his innate spirit is something that does not exist, so he can't remember anything that "does not exist" anyway.

And now that he has finally broken through the threshold of entering the Xuan, the spiritual veins in his body, which were originally like the ruins of war, have also become complex and sophisticated under the warmth of the Golden Crow, glowing with a faint, filament-like golden light.

The golden crow came out of the myth and became a real thing in this world, so the gap in his memory was naturally filled.

He remembered many, many things.

The memory stretches to the depths, and on many pictures, this golden bird has landed on Ning Changchang's shoulder, like a seal in the painting.

At the end of the picture, Shizun's hand reached into her own flesh, and the golden crow was pulled out by her, its size was several times larger than the current young crow, but it had no power to resist between the slender fingers that glowed with light, it kept screaming and struggling, and the golden light on the feathers gradually lost its color.

And the master held the branch that was as smooth as jade, and cut off the golden crow and the last broken thread of his body.

The wail of the Golden Crow hovered over the town of Great River, and the torrent under the white moon swallowed up all the light.

He opened his eyes tremblingly, three thin bamboo branches-like legs stood on his shoulders, and the still small golden crow turned its dark eyes to look at him, the gold on the feathers was so new, like a firework that never withered, it looked at Ning Changjiu's eyes with a little curiosity, and Ning Chang's eyes were vicissitudes.

It seems that old people met suddenly, but they met but didn't know each other.

And beside Zhao Xiang'er, the pitch-black and huge Nine Feathers gathered their wings and stared curiously at the golden crow on Ning Chang's shoulder.

The golden crow was born, and it had the natural instinct to tear apart all dark things, it shook its wings, shouted at Jiuyu twice, and then rushed forward with a thousand golden rays.

Ning Chang didn't have time to stop it, so he saw that the light on the golden crow's wings was absorbed by the nine feathers, and the nine feathers held their heads high, and slapped their big wings, knocking the still young Jin Crow back to Ning Changjiu's shoulder.

Jin Wu shook dizzily twice before standing firm, looking at his master with some guilt.

Ning Chang sighed, thinking to himself how majestic this innate spirit was when it tore through the long night, how could it be that meeting Jiuyu was like meeting a nemesis, so unassuming.

"Uh-huh...... Zhao Xiang'er's long eyelashes trembled, and her half-unconscious arm trembled slightly, grabbing forward, as if she wanted to hold something.

Ning Chang looked at the delicate cheeks that were close at hand, and couldn't help but lean lightly against it, the smell of blood on her body gradually dissipated, and there was a faint fragrance between her noses.

He couldn't help but think of the scene where Zhao Xiang'er pressed herself to the ground and beat her severely in the past month, her hand involuntarily groped up along her show back, swept over the swan-like neck, and his fingers fell into the green silk like water, he found the red hair rope, untied it, and the ponytail that was tied a little high scattered down, and fell on her Lingding's back like a waterfall, Ning Chang half hugged her and slowly put her down on the ground.

Zhao Xiang'er was lying on her back on the ground, the men's clothes on her body were stained with blood and some damage, the clothes on her upper body were very tight, supporting the stretched folds, she seemed to realize something, her eyelids kept moving, and she wanted to open them.

Ning Changjiu originally wanted to take revenge on her a little, but looking at her slender fluttering eyelashes and slightly curled lips, he actually felt a little dizzy, and his body fell softly like a cloud, gently biting her lower lip, and slowly grinding.

Zhao Xiang'er was not sure if she was awake or dreaming, she felt that she was in an endless field, the warm light above her head sprinkled her white dress, and the gentle wind swept through the high field, blowing the weeds like waves of wheat.

The dandelions in the distance were blown up by the strong wind, they swept over her side, a little stuck to her sleeves, some fell on her neck, some fell on her lips, she felt a little itchy, subconsciously pursed her lips, and plucked the cotton-like dandelion between her lips.

She felt so relaxed that the wind was so gentle that she wanted to fall asleep in the wilderness, and she slept for countless days and nights.

Ning Chang was also a little drunk, several days of huge exhaustion pressed on his body, the sun that he hadn't seen for a long time fell, illuminating him unwilling to open his eyes, he instinctively hugged the soft body in his arms, gently leaning against it, if the soft touch wrapped him.

And Zhao Xiang'er unconsciously stretched out her hand to wrap around him, her fingers stroked the white skirt, Ning Changjiu's originally nervous body also relaxed, the hand that had swung countless heavy punches to hit his body was so cool at the moment, so gentle that it seemed to be able to melt the scars on his body.

At this moment, they were in the center of the deep pit, and Madam Bai's bones were still piled up on the side, Ning Changjiu knew that he should try his best to wake up, go to a safe place first, and help Zhao Xiang'er and his junior sister heal their injuries, just like they did a month ago.

But the softness of his arms made him reluctant to get up, and the thoughts in his mind diluted and faded little by little, and his hand slipped down the girl's neck little by little.

In a trance, he also seemed to be in a rolling mountain field, and he walked in the field, and the slope up and down the field was uneven, with the beauty of ingenuity. He glided over the uphill arc, and walked down a little, and before long he was in front of him a narrow mountain road, and the arms of the mountain path were slightly concave to the inside, like the waist of a young girl.

As he continued to move forward, a hill suddenly arched in his vision, and the hill seemed to have just been watered by the spring rain, and the soil was so soft that it seemed that every time he jumped, it would be gently bounced off by the soft grass.

He jumped and rolled like that many times, only to find that the center of the hill had split slightly into a slender canyon, and in the deep gorge seemed to lurk a dark spring, and he hallucinated the sound of the spring in his ears, and his steps followed the edge of the rift valley little by little, and he seemed to walk dangerously on the rock wall, and he was about to fall into it at any moment.

There was no danger of crossing the deep gorge, and further forward, there was a mountain road of a flat river, the mountain road was so straight and slender, he walked very lightly, as if he was afraid that a little exertion, he would leave shallow footprints.

Halfway through the mountain road, Ning Changjiu looked up half-asleep and suddenly saw a young girl standing there staring at him.

That's Zhao Xiang'er.

Their dreams seemed to collide.

After a brief moment of astonishment, they walked towards each other little by little, approaching gently, the wind that slid across their cheeks carried the fragrance of grass, and the clouds in the sky sank little by little, enveloping them.

Night fell quietly, and the hazy consciousness sank little by little.

Zhao Xiang'er and Ning Changjiu's eyelids twitched at the same time, and they slowly opened their eyes, and their vision quickly enveloped each other who were close at hand

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They don't know how much time has passed, they just feel that it is very dark.

Is it already night?

Thinking so, they raised their heads slightly, only to realize that the darkness around them was not quite right—it was the Nine Feathers who stretched out their wide wingspans to protect them.

Zhao Xiang'er raised her eyebrows slightly, she realized that they were half hugging and half hugging, her back was a little itchy, and her thighs seemed to be pressed against something, she pursed her lips, exuding a faint murderous aura.

Ning Chang felt the murderous aura, only then woke up a little, he found that his hand was covered on her tight slender thighs like mushrooms at some point, he recalled the dream just now, the mountains and hills in the dream were undulating and waves, which made him a little dizzy, he looked at the girl in front of him, and found that her cheeks, which were as pale as gold paper, were covered with a little warm color at the moment, like freshly peeled lychees, and her red lips were also a little moist, the lip beads on the thin upturned lips were glowing slightly, and the neatly arranged teeth could be vaguely seen between the gaps in the sandalwood mouth.

"You...... What's going on with us?" Zhao Xiang'er asked softly.

None of them knew why they were lying together, or if they were half hugging and half hugging, and their faces seemed to be very close to each other in the dark, but the darkness separated by the nine feathers made it still difficult for them to see the truth.

Ning Changjiu said softly: "Madam Bai is dead......

Zhao Xiang'er's face was a little hot, and she said unhappily: "I know, I ...... Not asking about this. ”

Ning Chang was unable to answer her question, shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just fainted......"

Zhao Xiang'er had previously received Madame Bai's Heavenly Descending Sword with all her strength, and the spiritual power stored in the Qi Sea almost evaporated, and at this moment she was sore, and she couldn't use any strength, but her mouth moved slightly, and said, "Let go." ”

Ning Changjiu's state was better than her, although it took a lot of effort to catch the sword together, but the feedback after entering the Xuan made his spirit and strength recover a little, but he still shook his head and said, "I don't have the strength." ”

Zhao Xiang'er took a deep breath, tried to move his body back, and said, "What's the matter with that golden crow?"

Ning Changjiu said softly: "I said that this city lacks a round of sun, and I have always felt that I am that round of sun. ”

This is the most critical part of the plan, Ning Changjiu said that his innate spirit can break through the long night, and Zhao Xiang'er believes such a mysterious statement for some reason.

So in a certain plan, it is to find a way to let Zhao Xiang'er and Madame Bai be on the same side of the city, so that Xudu is unbalanced, and then let Ning Chang stand on the other side, so that in order to maintain balance, Xudu will instill the power of the origin into his body, and those powers may be enough to help him pry the shackles of his body and summon the scorching sun in the depths of his heart.

Because of its uncertainty, this plan was originally at the bottom of the list, but in the changing world, this became the only direction in the end, and he really brought out a round of sun, changing the long night to a new sky.

Zhao Xiang'er said softly: "You are amazing. ”

Ning Chang said: "Your Highness is too." ”

Zhao Xiang'er listened to his praise, was silent for a while, and said softly: "Let go...... I haven't returned to the court for a month, they will definitely send someone to come to River City to look for me, but I can't move forward first, and now the city gate should be open...... Don't let them see it. ”

Ning Chang said: "It's okay, Jiuyu is protected, no one can see it, not to mention that at the birthday banquet that day, they all know that you are my ......"

"Shut up!" Zhao Xiang'er snorted, thinking that they were obviously nothing, but now that Jiuyu was covering them, she had a feeling of wanting to cover up, she struggled a little, and said: "If you don't let go again, when the injury is healed, I will definitely beat you to your knees and beg for mercy." ”

Ning Changjiu's golden crow is certainly strong, but he is only in the mystery at the moment, after their spiritual power is restored, of course he cannot be her opponent, but now that Zhao Xiang'er's spiritual power is exhausted, she is slightly curled up under the support of Jiuyu, and her weak words are mixed with a slight fierce aura, but it seems that she is very weak at the moment.

"Miss Zhao still dares to mention this at this time, but she is a little ignorant of current affairs. Ning Changjiu smiled softly, leaned closer, looked at the contours of her cheeks in the dark, and looked at her.

Zhao Xiang'er bit her silver teeth lightly, she was indeed a little unconfident at the moment, but how could the arrogance in her heart allow him to bow his head, she was wearing men's clothes at the moment, and she had a little bit of man's toughness and pride, and said: "If you dare to talk more, I will break your feet and throw Mrs. Bai's chair on it, and in the future, you can buy a cage and put your golden crow in it, and you can tease the birds in Zhao Country in advance." ”

Ning Changjiu approving: "Your Highness is really a heroine among women. ”

After a while, Zhao Xiang'er bit her lower lip and said angrily, "Where are you touching your hand?"

The shame in her heart made Zhao Xiang'er unwilling to endure it anymore, she raised her strength and punched Ning Chang'er's chest, Ning Changjiu snorted in pain, held her fist, and then the two of them fought under the cover of Jiuyu, sometimes there was a crisp sound mixed with Zhao Xiang'er's light snort of shame.

"Uh-huh...... Ning Chang, you, how dare you ......"

"Hmph......"

The two fought for a while before they gave in to each other and made a temporary truce, one lying on their stomachs and the other on their backs, both of them using up the last strength of their bodies.

When Jiu Yu withdrew its wings and the light shone on them, Zhao Xiang'er and Ning Changjiu were eager to dig a hole in the ground and get into it together.

Ning Xiaoling sat on the side, looking at them in a daze, the girl was holding the golden crow in her arms, and it was the golden crow that healed her injuries and made her wake up quickly, and at this moment the golden crow was jumping and shuttling between her fingers and arms, very intimate.

Ning Xiaoling stroked the feathers of the golden crow, while thinking back to the crisp sound just now, remembered some strange things, her face was red and her ears were red, but it was a little strange, obviously Sister Xiang'er and Senior Brother were obviously well-dressed......

And Ning Xiaoling's gaze was nothing at all, and what made them most ashamed was that outside this big pit, many people gathered at some point, many of those people were wearing official uniforms, and most of them were anxiously looking for the empress, but they were stopped outside the capital before and had not been able to enter.

They were kneeling on the edge of the pit at the moment, bowing their heads, indicating that they had seen and heard nothing.

Zhao Xiang'er was so angry that he trembled, and he couldn't wait to pull five high-headed horses to tear the damn young man into six petals, and Ning Changjiu was also covering his forehead, his eyes looked through his fingers, and he saw a standing figure in the kneeling crowd very abruptly, his eyes widened, and he saw the clothes flying in the wind and the sword like snow in the sun, the cold temperament was like snow on the top of the mountain, and the figure was holding a sword and walking towards him across the crowd.

Ning Changchang tilted his head and pretended to be unconscious.

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(There's only one chapter today, and this chapter is written very slowly.) The plot is coming to an end again!)