In the middle of summer, the heat is steaming, and in the most famous garden of the Imperial City of Zhao, the pond full of lotus flowers is already in full bloom.

Looking from the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, the lotus wind is swaying, and the dragonflies are flying low.

There are many stone platforms carved into the shape of lotus leaves between the lotus leaves, and the palace maid carrying the flower basket comes from the blue lotus leaves, when looking at the past, the lotus leaves hide the stone platform, as if the fairy girl walks lightly on the water, and the skirt corner swings with the lotus leaves.

On the side of the lotus pond, there is a pavilion with eight exquisite sides, the pavilion is exquisitely constructed, the top is laid out with glazed green tiles, and the gauze curtain of the carved flowers is hung on all sides.

Inside the curtain, several elegantly dressed ladies of the noble family laughed softly, and the maids stood behind them, holding the pu fan in both hands, fanning it at a steady frequency.

"It is said that at this year's summer banquet, His Majesty the Emperor will also show up. ”

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty will really go?"

"The news is true. This year, we have not only refined several elite and strong armies, but also emerged a large number of cultivators, so how arrogant the past was in the country, there were rumors of disturbing the border at the end of three days, and it was very annoying, what about the past half a year? ”

"Was it the autumn rain at the end of last year?"

"Yes, I was asleep at the time, and if it rained, I might be able to become a monk fairy on those mountains. ”

"I really hope to get to tonight's summer banquet as soon as possible. ”

"Hmph, you little girl, I don't think about your fiancé so enthusiastically when I see you on weekdays. ”

"How can the husband be compared to His Majesty?"

In the sound of conversation, among the lotus flowers in the pool, two women in palace clothes walked over one after the other, they lowered their heads and walked hurriedly.

The ladies of the noble family in the pavilion looked over.

"Why are you in such a hurry, is something going to happen?" someone asked uneasily, clenching the embroidered handkerchief.

The palace maids approached, stood outside the gauze curtain, and blessed several ladies with good status in the pavilion, and then she spoke calmly and apologetically: "Your Majesty has an order, today's summer banquet is temporarily canceled, postponed to another day, the specific date is still being discussed, and I will inform you tomorrow." ”

"What?!"

"No...... How can this be? Is this something serious?"

The dignified ladies couldn't sit still, their faces showed a look of surprise or pity, they asked some more questions, but they didn't get a clear answer, but the peerless elegance of Her Majesty the Empress should be destined to be seen today.

It didn't take long for a more dull thunder to sound in the already sultry weather, and then the sky turned from bright to dark, and the dragonflies on the lotus pond flew more and more rapidly, and the bean-sized raindrops crackled down.

"Your Majesty is the heaven of Zhao Kingdom, this is Your Majesty...... Feeling restless?" A woman lifted the curtain and looked at the sudden rain outside the curtain, and said softly.

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In the depths of Zhao's palace, a pitch-black gold-painted dragon robe was hidden in the dim palace.

The sound of rain came from outside the temple gate.

It's darker.

A maid wanted to light the lamp, but was stopped by another personal maid, she pressed the other party's hand, gently tugged at her sleeve, the woman glanced at His Majesty who was sitting quietly in front of the desk in the shadows, and also understood, and walked out of the hall with the maid without saying a word.

The hall was cool, Zhao Xiang'er's black dragon robe was softly attached to her body, and the darkness in the hall on a rainy day seemed to be covered with a thin veil in front of her eyes.

She looked at the letter paper on the desk and a snow lotus with pale green silk, and said nothing, the snow lotus spread out with a chill, and spread it coldly in the hall, making this summer heat become as if early winter was coming.

The makeup on her face was half painted, and her hair was not fully combed.

Today she was going to prepare for the summer banquet, at the climax of the banquet, she will attend, the future of Zhao Guo grand strategy to show everyone, this half a year of momentum, Zhao Xianger seems to have become the son of Zhao admired by thousands of people, its beauty and mystery even more than the mother of the year.

And she is the most beautiful girl in Zhao Kingdom, she just stands, without saying a word, her demeanor is enough to teach any words and sentences that depict women to lose color and dump all beings.

The residual makeup on her face has been painted for a long time at the moment, and it is also very exquisite, the thrushes are green, the thin lips are like glamorous, the long eyelashes are curved with a pitiful arc, and the figure under the pitch-black dragon robe is becoming more and more curvy and graceful, but this is a bright color, but at this moment, it is eclipsed with the entire hall.

"How...... How so?"

After a long time, Zhao Xiang'er muttered softly, she took the envelope on the case, and read it word by word to make sure that she didn't misread any mistakes.

It's just that every time she reads it, her heart is empty.

This is a letter from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The letter said that it was more than a month ago, but this letter was written recently, as if all luck had been erased in the past month or so.

The content of the whole letter is very simple, just saying that Ning has been fighting with demons for a long time, and has fallen into the abyss of the Southern Wilderness together, and his life and death are uncertain.

She didn't want to believe it.

She had experienced the years of Linhe City with Ning Changjiu, the abyss of the Southern Wilderness was the place where Madame Bai was first born, and what gave birth to Madame Bai was not human bones, but animal bones - it was the demon god hidden in the abyss that had buried for an unknown number of years.

And through the many books left by Zhao Xiang'er, her understanding of the abyss of the Southern Wilderness is naturally more profound, but the more profound it is, the more desperate it becomes.

For more than a month, life and death are uncertain...... Nanin's long-term death is almost a foregone conclusion.

It's just that such a person, how can he die?

There is still a three-year covenant, how can he not keep his word?

With soft cuffs, Zhao Xiang'er's hand was placed on her slender and tight thighs, pinched tightly, her shoulders couldn't help but tremble, and her eyes moved to the phantom snow lotus little by little.

It's just that she has to form a complete purple mansion, she once told Ning Changjiu when she was in River City, and Ning Changjiu always remembered.

If she received this in normal times, she might have laughed at him for being nosy.

But at this moment, she couldn't say a word, and this tender snow lotus stinged her eyes like a needle.

"Deceptive. Zhao Xiang'er said lightly and briefly, then folded the letter and pressed it under the desk.

The girl's head droops slightly.

The rain outside was getting louder.

She herself couldn't tell what kind of feelings she had for Ning Changjiu, a friend who shared life and death with her, or an opponent who was regarded as a lifelong enemy, or ...... What about the others?

Zhao Xiang'er suddenly raised her sleeves, and her delicate and slender fingers gently wiped the skin under her eyes.

She looked at the slightly moist water between her fingers and shook her head slightly.

The girl's chin was slightly raised, and her eyes looked out of the main hall of the white rain waterfall, where the water mist was boundless, and the solemn imperial city was all flooded, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

She suddenly thought that if Ning Changjiu suddenly appeared at the door and saw her tearful eyes, she would definitely laugh at herself, so that she could beat him up as she did in Linhe City......

Unfortunately, he may never see it.

The white mist engulfed everything.

Zhao Xiang'er suddenly remembered the night before parting, she stood silently by the mottled wall of bamboo shadows, watching him sneak into the blue and white sedan chair of Lu Marry, and then waited for a long time, and saw him come out with her own eyes, she didn't know what kind of feelings she had at that time, she actually stood like a wooden man, wasting so much time, and she also knew that Ning Chang entered the sedan chair for Lu Marry, and it was not to do anything charming, but she was not comfortable in her heart.

So she said goodbye that night.

It turns out that fate drew a farewell at that time?

You should see him......

The heavy rain in the city continued all night, but the palace was silent from beginning to end, Zhao Xiang'er sat alone, and he didn't know how long it would take.

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More than a month ago, when Lu Jiao was found back to the Sword Heavenly Sect, she was covered in blood and wounds, and passed out on the edge of the abyss of the Southern Wilderness, and her body was scattered with a few pieces of black feathers from unknown sources.

In the following days, the Heavenly Sect of the Sword Heavenly Sect almost used the strength of the entire sect to save her, Yazhu stayed by the bedside without sleep, watching her for many nights, and the three peak masters also took turns to come to the Heavenly Cave Peak, willingly protecting the Dharma for her.

Three days later, Lu finally opened his eyes slowly.

Everyone felt that it was a miracle that Lu had fainted to death on the edge of the abyss in the center of the Southern Wilderness for so long, and had not been killed and polluted by evil spirits.

No one knew that what really sheltered Lu was the seemingly ordinary black feathers around her.

It was a gift from the gods, just because mortals had unwittingly approached him.

After Lu Married woke up, the first thing he said was: "What about Ning Chang?"

After asking, she herself fell silent.

The images in the darkness of my mind were jagged and sawy.

Her heart ached, and every inch of her skin felt like it had been run over by a needle, so much so that she couldn't help but tremble.

Lu married lying on the bed, covered with a plain brocade quilt, without pressing the pillow under her neck, her long hair naturally spread out, she was no longer as cold as an iceberg on weekdays, her pale cheeks at this moment were like new porcelain that was about to be broken at the touch of a button, and the nightmares before the coma flashed in her mind and turned into real memories.

She blinked slightly, but tears ran down the corners of her eyes.

Yazhu sighed and said, "Senior sister, you have a good rest by yourself first, I won't bother you." ”

With that, she got up, scooped the boiled potion aside, and silently pushed the door out.

Pushing open the door, there was a young girl standing in the doorway.

Ning Xiaoling seemed to have been standing for a long time.

She was dressed in thin white clothes, her cheeks were like snow, and her pupils were as red as the eyes of a rabbit.

Her expression moved with the sound of Masatake's door opening.

"Master...... Is Master awake?"

She opened her chapped lips and tilted her head, her voice very low.

Masatake nodded.

Ning Chang hummed, walked past Yazhu's side, entered the house, and closed the door.

In fact, in the entire Heavenly Cave Peak, the first person to say that Ning Changjiu had died was Ning Xiaoling.

It was four days ago in the evening, when the sun was setting over the horizon.

Ning Xiaoling suddenly rushed out of the house like crazy, looked at the remnants of the glow in the sky, and said in a daze: "Senior brother...... Brother...... It's gone. ”

She could clearly perceive that the deep-rooted concentricity between her and Ning Changchang was like a thread that had been cut by a pair of scissors, and there was no longer the slightest collusion.

In the past, when she was close to her senior brother, she could even sense some of the other party's thoughts, and she could also see the picture deliberately revealed in his heart, and if she was far away, although she couldn't connect her mind, there would still be a connection between her and her heart.

That connection is like a string tied to a kite.

She watched as the last rays of light in the sky turned to ashes, and the kite in her heart sank with the setting sun.

Yazhu stood outside the door, quietly looking at the closed door.

In the past two days, Ning Xiaoling behaved extremely wooden, this kind of woodenness was almost dead, she didn't eat a mouthful of food, occasionally drank water, and sometimes the edge of the cup couldn't match her lips, so she spilled her clothes.

She didn't know what Ning Xiaoling and Lu were talking about.

It wasn't long before two people cried from inside the house.

cried heartbreakingly, crying heartbreakingly.

Soon after, the entire peak of the Heavenly Sword Sect was clothed in snow-white linen clothes to commemorate the departure of that disciple, and even on each peak, a stone tablet was erected for him, on which his deeds were written.

A month passed before I knew it.

No matter how big the matter of the Sword Heavenly Sect is, it is only an immortal family matter in the wilderness after all, and the stories that happened there among the people are just hearsay, and they have not yet had time to spread.

In front of the main hall of the Heavenly Cave Peak. Lu Yuyu was dressed in snow-white linen clothes, with her hair scattered, and walked to the statue of Ning Chang in front of the hall.

There was no one outside the temple gate.

She often looked like this, from sunrise to sunset.

Finally, on this day, she returned to the peak lord hall and drafted two letters, one with the phantom snow lotus, the thousand-mile sword book Zhao Xiang'er, and the other was to pass the position of the peak master to Lu Yuanbai, and she decided to go to the abyss of the Southern Wilderness to practice, until one day the realm was enough, and then she went to the abyss, or found his person, or found his bones.

She also thought that if one day, Ning Changjiu really climbed out of the abyss by himself, then he would definitely exhaust his strength, and the Southern Wilderness was so dangerous, someone must be watching from the edge of the abyss.

Even after a month, she still didn't believe his death.

Naturally, this matter was strongly opposed by the whole peak, but this was her idea, and no one could resist her.

"Master, I'll go with you. ”

In the darkness, the girl's voice sounded, and she walked silently in front of Lu Marry, lowered her head, and just stubbornly said such a sentence.

Ning Xiaoling hadn't laughed for a month.

Her expression seemed to freeze on the day the sun set, like a snow-capped mountain that would not melt for thousands of years, only falling and thicker snow.

Lu Zhan looked at her, shook his head and said, "There are many demons in the Southern Wilderness, and the pollution of the divine soul is extremely serious, so you won't stay long." ”

Ning Xiaoling didn't speak, but said, "I'm going." ”

Lu married and said: "If he is still alive and waits until he comes back, only to find that his little junior sister is gone, he will be as sad as you." ”

Ning Xiaoling was silent for a long time.

After all, this sentence still moved her.

Fundamentally, they don't want to believe in Ning Chang's death.

They felt that the young man in white would come back one day, with a light smile and occasional words that made people laugh and cry, but he would always stand in front of everyone when everything was falling.

Lu Marrying suddenly said: "Xiaoling, do you blame me......? Didn't protect him. ”

Ning Xiaoling originally had a mustard in her heart, but that day when she saw Lu Marrying covered in blood, her nails peeled off, and there was no intact skin, she cried for a long, long time, and at this moment she looked at the woman in the night, and couldn't help but shed tears again, she said softly: "Senior brother is gone, Master must not leave Xiaoling behind." ”

Lu Married nodded, his heart was very sour, and said, "Let's wait for him to come back together." ”

"Well, wait for the senior brother to come back. Ning Xiaoling repeated in a low voice.

Then they stopped talking, as if they were all caught in the picture of the past, but the shadow in the picture had disappeared from the white clouds, and they did not know when they would return.

In the night, the sword star seemed to be within reach, while the brighter and colder stars hung high up, indifferently watching the joys and sorrows of the world.

......

The greatest chaos in the Sword Heavenly Sect in a hundred years has passed for the time being.

History is always strikingly similar.

The remnants of the Nine Babies were devoured by the cultivators, and then the cultivators were jointly killed by the cultivators, and the bones were cut off and kept by the four peaks separately.

Many people were killed and injured in the peak, and the luck and spiritual power of the four peaks were almost swallowed up, and the disciples who survived the catastrophe practiced even more diligently, trying to restore the luck of the Manchu Sect linked by the first half of the Heavenly Sword Sutra with the power of all people, but this process was extremely slow, and when the Heavenly Sword Heavenly Sect returned to prosperity, I don't know how many years later.

But fortunately, the Purple Heaven Dao Gate, which has always been at odds with them, is now withering even more, and the female Dao Master who escaped back to the Dao Gate, Thirteen Yuchen, became the new door master, and changed her name to Ten Yuchen according to the door rules.

However, most of the top strength of the Purple Heaven Dao Sect has been killed, and the development of the Sword Heavenly Sect in the future should not be unnecessarily disturbed.

Soon after, Lu Marriage would leave the Heavenly Cave Peak and go to the Southern Wilderness again.

She crossed the Red River, looked at the appearance of the white bones of the beauty in the water of the Red River, and was silent for a long time, thinking that if Ning had seen this scene for a long time, she would still look at the shadow in the water, and said duplicitously that the master is really beautiful and beautiful.

She silently turned around and walked along the path that the Nine Babies had destroyed.

In the space of a month, new seedlings have grown on the broken road that has been rolled out of this barren mountain and old forest, and it is not long before the traces of the destruction of the nine babies will be silently erased.

And it was no accident that Hanchi Zhenren could find the location of the Southern Wilderness Abyss that day.

Because the abyss was much, much bigger than they had originally thought, it was like a large lake, and it was difficult to get around it.

Lu Zhenmari has read a lot of books in these days, and he probably figured out that if he wants to enter here, he must either be a life with a godhead, or a cultivator above the five realms—because if a cultivator cultivates to the five realms, he will be endowed with a godhead.

Above the Five Paths......

Lu married and read softly.

It's so far away.

She tried not to think about it.

One night later, there was a wooden house on the edge of the abyss, and in front of the wooden house stood a wooden statue of a young man carved from a sword, and in front of the statue was a small flying array.

And in the house lived a beautiful woman in white.

She will always live here, meditating, meditating, meditating, staring into the abyss......

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