It's dark.

I don't see the day, and I don't see the light.

Ning Junxi thumped his head, got up, and looked around.

The place where he was a round stone, and next to the stone was a red plum tree, and beyond that there was darkness, and there was no boundary.

"What the hell?" he muttered, thinking to himself that he had broken into the folded space where the strange mother-in-law was.

Folding space is a general term, simply to say that a region is destroyed by external forces, resulting in the collapse of space, and finally in the process of space recovery, it sinks down to form a small space similar to a pocket, and only a little scenery at the junction can be seen outside.

Of course, this is a general statement, and it is also the most primitive case of the formation of folded space.

Like the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, the forbidden land of many sects, and even the small world where the great powers live in seclusion, it can be regarded as a folding space, but it is made by the predecessors by transferring flowers and trees by means of great magical powers, and now there are very few people who have this means.

Ning Junxi thought that this was the Snow Spirit Domain, so it was not strange that there was a folding space, but how did he run in? And who was the cold young man under the plum tree?

"Really...... Inexplicable!" He was so annoyed that he wanted to beat people when he thought about it, Uncle Xiao Qi was really, let him in, but he didn't say anything, when this was a void cave.

"Anyone?" he shouted.

There was silence all around.

"Anyone?" Ning Junxi shouted again.

The surroundings were still quiet, and even the response was missing.

Ning Jun stopped screaming, tore a piece of cloth and threw it out.

It was pitch black, and in an instant there was nothing to be seen.

The corners of Ning Junxi's mouth twitched, wanting to cry without tears.

What's going on?

He resigned himself to the fate of the edge of the stone, and then circled again, and finally stopped by the plum tree, reached out and poked it carefully, and when he saw that there was no response, he poked again.

Fortunately, the plum tree did not do what Ning Jun thought, and suddenly turned into a big monster, and then swallowed him in one bite.

Ning Junxi was a little relieved, and tentatively poked his finger into the bark of the tree, feeling that nothing had happened for a long time, he was more bold and put his whole hand on the plum tree.

After a while, he felt a little more at ease, reached out and snapped off a branch, then jerked back several steps.

The plum tree is still obediently a plum tree.

Ning Junxi patted his heart lightly, ran to the edge of the stone farthest from the plum tree, and stretched out the branches.

I'm really afraid that he has misjudged it, if this is not a stable space, as soon as he steps out, won't he have to give up his little life.

He turned his back to the plum tree, so he couldn't see a young man in white clothes and white hair quietly next to the plum tree, and looked at the stupid young man with some reproach and helplessness.

"Ning Junxi!" he shouted softly.

Ning Jun cherished a spirit, jumped up suddenly, looked back, and then, blinked, really confused.

"Nothing here is non-existent. The young man's voice was as clear as spring, "You don't have to be so scrupulous. ”

Ning Junxi suddenly came back to his senses and said vigilantly, "Who are you? Where is this? Why am I here?"

The young man smiled faintly and did not answer, but reached out and nodded behind Ning Junxi.

Ning Junxi looked back, there was nothing, and said blankly, "What?"

The young man frowned slightly, as if he was puzzled, "Did I overestimate myself, or did time pass too long......"

"If the seniors are fine, please tell the juniors the way back, don't tease the juniors, how about it?" Ning Junxi said politely.

"It's just a little game, don't be nervous. The young man raised his head and smiled, flicked his sleeves, and swept Ning Junxi off the boulder with a strong force.

"You ......" Ning Junxi's eyes widened, but the whole person fell straight down, and all the darkness in front of him turned into darkness, and the big stones, plum trees, and young people were all lost in the darkness.

"What is this?" Ning Junxi wanted to cry again.

Out of nowhere, a noisy sound sounded, as if flies and mosquitoes were buzzing, getting closer and louder.

Ning Junxi ignored it, he didn't even know where he fell now, and he was in the mood to pay attention to others?

It's just that the sound is getting more and more, and it's getting louder and louder, and it's hard to ignore it.

Ning Junxi tried to keep his eyes open, trying to see what was making a sound, but it was dark all around, and he couldn't see anything.

The voice became clearer and clearer, and it seemed that there were many people whispering, accompanied by the sound of a mouse grinding its teeth, which made Ning Jun feel goosebumps when he heard it.

"Why hasn't it fallen into place yet. Ning Jun smiled bitterly, and kept falling down like this, giving him a very bad premonition.

The whispers became clearer, as if someone was sneering, someone was reprimanding, someone was whispering, someone was arguing, someone was softly dissuading, someone was gently reassuring, and so on, close to the ear.

Ning Junxi hugged his head and warned himself, this is fake, it's not true, don't care, don't be angry.

The noisy voice was even more unscrupulous, making Ning Jun feel a headache and confused thinking.

Ning Junxi clenched his fists slightly, endured it and endured it, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and reprimanded, "Shut up!"

The noise was unaffected, as if countless imps were hiding in the darkness around them, whispering.

Endlessly.

"Stop arguing. Ning Junxi felt that his head was about to explode, and he kept pounding.

A glowing white began to glow around him.

The sound of swords began to sound in the space, and there was sword qi and sword intent all around, getting thicker and thicker.

A long sword phantom appeared and disappeared on him, as if it was about to rush away at any moment.

Ning Jun cherished a fierce spirit.

The light around his body suddenly converged, and the sword qi, sword intent, and sword sound all disappeared.

Ning Jun gasped for breath, and he had no time to care about the quarrels between the little ghosts in his ears, so he only felt lucky.

At that moment just now, the Burial Flower Sword was almost out of his control.

He didn't believe that the Burial Sword could leave so easily, and getting out of his control would not have a better result except for making him suffer greater, and he suffered because of the Burial Sword, but now his memory is still fresh, and he doesn't want to rebuild it a fourth time.

It was dark all around, the hustle and bustle continued, and Ning Junxi was still falling.

"Why haven't we finished yet? He touched his forehead and sighed helplessly, the noise in his ears made him a little annoyed again, he broke the jar and thought, you quarrel with me, see who can quarrel with whom.

As a result, there was soon a burst of unorganized scolding in the darkness.

......

There was silence on the boulder, and the young man leaned against the red plum and took a nap.

At this time, he opened his eyes with a strange expression.

After a while, he smiled helplessly and embarrassedly, and reached out to grab it.

An embarrassed teenager popped and smashed on the boulder, falling miserably.

The young man relieved himself, maybe he was used to scolding, and opened his mouth and said, "Which bastard bastard, dare to fall the master, have the ability to show up and see, let's fight alone?"

The young man coughed softly.

Ning Junxi's face stiffened.

The young man smiled gently and said seriously, "You can scold anyone, it's better not to scold me, and don't scold in your heart, it's not good." ”

Ning Junxi's face was embarrassed.

The young man leaned against the plum tree behind him and said softly, "Go ahead." ”

Then, Ning Junxi only felt that everything in front of him was distorted, and the sky was spinning for a while.

When Ning Jun opened his eyes, he saw the murmuring of the stream, and his body was full of plum fragrance.

It seems that he slept on a boulder.