Hundreds of fast horses flew by, their hooves rolling up a puff of smoke and dust up to Nini's head, and the bandits sat on horseback, brandishing their broadswords arrogantly, proudly raising their blood-splattered bodies, and the terrified people pushed each other to flee for their lives, tears mixed with dirt, drowning in the robbers' wanton laughter.

Nini, covered in dirt and blood, got up from the ground, her dirty little hands kept swinging in the air, trying to scatter the smoke and dust in front of her, her little head kept looking in the chaotic crowd, her face was covered with snot and tears, and suddenly she saw a small figure picked up by a bandit's big knife, and her brain buzzed, and she cried out loud.

"Brother Sifan—"

When Nini woke up from her dream, the cold river water was soaking her little feet, and the thick snowflakes had already submerged most of her body, and her already pale face was not a little bloody at this time.

It's cold, it's too cold......

She wanted to get up quickly and find a place to keep warm, otherwise she was afraid that she would freeze to death, but she tried several times, and her frozen and stiff body seemed to be unconscious, and she still lay straight on her back in the snow, she knew that she was afraid that she would die soon.

Tears flowed down her eyes, perhaps the only warm part of her body, and she looked up at the snowflakes falling in the sky, letting them stagger into her eyes.

"Mother, Nini doesn't want to die, Nini hasn't seen the fairy mountain you said yet, and she hasn't made a group of senior brothers and sisters...... Mother, Nini doesn't want to die......" muttered the little man lying on his back in the snow as his little white lips moved.

The seven-year-old girl was lying by the river, soaked in the water of the river wrapped around her little feet, giving her body more burden, but she did not have the strength to move her feet away from the river, let alone pat off the thick layer of snowflakes on her body.

In the blink of an eye, the little girl was about to lose all signs of life, but what shocked her was the last breath she had been reluctant to swallow.

Nini's eyes began to blur.

Just when she was about to lose her hold, she didn't know if it was her hallucination, and she seemed to hear a sound of footsteps in her ears.

"Ah, I've never seen a seven-year-old mortal doll last so long. ”

A female voice was faintly heard.

Nini was unconscious, but she felt as if someone had moved her little feet out of the cold and biting river water, wrapped them in soft fabric, and patted the snowflakes off her body, she suddenly warmed, as if she had entered someone's arms, Nini felt as if she had returned to her mother's belly, as if she had not been born yet, wrapped in amniotic fluid, extraordinarily warm.

She grabbed the placket of the person in front of her with the strength she had just recovered, rubbed her little face against the person, and fell asleep with a soft mutter.

"Mother's ......"

Murong Yunxiu listened to the voice of the little baby in her arms calling her mother in her sleep, her heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she was stunned for a moment in the heavy snow, and then rubbed her eyebrows helplessly and muttered: "You found it yourself, don't hate me in the future." ”

In the heavy snow, a woman in red held a frozen little girl and walked forward, and when she was far away, she suddenly saw the toes of the woman in red tap a few times in the snow, and her body flew up, and the hunting red clothes fluttered in the air, like a blooming fire lotus.

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"You're awake. ”

When Nini woke up, Murong Yunxiu turned her head and bent her eyes at Nini.

She remembered that she was in the snow and ice before she fell asleep, and when she woke up, she appeared in such a warm house, and Nini's eyes were looking at what was around her.

There was only a table, a bench, a bed and a stove in the middle of the simple house, and at this time, Murong Yunxiu, who was dressed in red, was sitting next to the fire, she seemed to be roasting the fire, but it seemed that she was not cold at all.

Nini tried to speak, but opened her mouth, her throat was so dry and hoarse that she couldn't make a sound.

Seeing this, Murong Yunxiu poured Nini a glass of water from the table and sent it over.

Nini drank the water, then eased up a little, raised a pair of big round eyes and looked up at Murong Yunxiu, was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Is this the underworld?"

Murong Yunxiu laughed out loud, pinched the little girl's soft face, and said, "Here, it is the farthest place from your world, the closest place to the cultivation realm, is the emptiness. ”

"Empty and boundless, is it the underworld?" Nini listened to what Murong Yunxiu said in a daze.

"Of course not," Murong Yunxiu looked at the soft and tender face of the child in front of him who had been cleaned by herself, with black jewel-like eyes, long eyelashes and a small nose, and felt more and more cute, so she rubbed her face and said: " The Void Realm is a place that connects the mortal realm and the cultivation realm, if the monks want to enter the mortal realm, they must pass through this place, and there is nothing here, it is completely chaotic nothingness, people are extremely easy to lose themselves here, there are many monks who have always been lost in this place, so you have to stay in this room obediently, if you run out, you will never come back. ”

Although Nini is a person from the mortal world, she grew up listening to her mother's story about the fairy mountain since she was a child, and she was not surprised to hear some new and strange things, at this time, her beautiful eyes lit up, and she looked at Murong Yunxiu and said: "I heard my mother say that there are mortal realms and cultivation realms in this world, and the immortal mountains in the story are all in the cultivation realm, and if I go out from here, will I be able to see the fairy mountains?"

Listening to what Nini said, Murong Yunxiu's eyes rolled.

There have been rules in the cultivation realm since ancient times, but if a monk wants to enter the mortal realm, he must hide his identity, and he must not expose the existence of the cultivation realm to the mortal realm.

Just when Murong Yunxiu was annoyed by the unreliability of Nini's mother, she saw that this white and tender little doll was hugging her neck, looking at herself with a smile and asking, "Big sister, can you take me to Xianshan, I have been gone for a long time, and I have been looking for Xianshan." ”

Murong Yunxiu's heart softened immediately, and she asked, "What about your mother-in-law, since your mother-in-law knows that there is a cultivation realm, she must be a person in the cultivation realm, so why didn't she personally bring you to Immortal Mountain?"

As the words fell, Nini's eyes couldn't help but darken.

"My mother died, my father also died, Nini was homeless very early, Nini was raised by Brother Sifan, but the bandits came, Brother Sifan was gone, my mother said, as long as you keep moving forward, you can see the fairy mountain, Nini walked and walked, walked and walked, and then fell into the river, and fell asleep when she climbed up, and the sky was ...... It's snowing......"

Listening to what the little milk baby said, Murong Yunxiu was surprised in her heart, and at the same time, three black lines appeared on her head.

This is a mother, it's really a pit baby.

But when she thought about it, her crooked eyes narrowed into slits.

"That's it, little Nini, you recognize me as a senior sister, senior sister will teach you some spells, and when you grow up, how about senior sister take you out of the void and go to Xianshan?"

Nini's eyes lit up, and she shouted softly, "Okay, senior sister!"