The scarlet moon hangs motionless in the sky. There are no clouds around it, only the everlasting black, and it is like a hole carved in the dark curtain, but not a single bit of light can shine into the hole. It seems that the other side of the world is also a dark sea.
Madam Bai raised her head, blood flowing along the snow-white texture, drying into red on her naked body, like a dark red dress. The blood dyed her long hair deeper, and the broken skull was still hanging Her body looked like countless bone worms gnawing at her body.
Mrs. Bai stared intently at the red moon, and the red moon stared intently at her. Her dark eyes were like a pool of water reflecting the moonlight.
"Zhao Xiang'er... Empress of Zhao Kingdom, no wonder you don't dare to cross the river to kill me. If we met somewhere else at this moment, we should have fought to the death, right?" Mrs. Bai showed a smile, her pale face under the red moon He looked weird in the game, "He is always worried and doesn't have the courage to overturn the chessboard. How can he win this game?"
Shubai knelt on the ground, and after a long time he slowly stood up. His bones and joints seemed to be stiff. He grabbed the wooden chair and pushed himself up.
Mrs. Bai said: "Go back to the courtyard."
Shubai stared at her. Her shoulders were like bones cut with white knives and axes. They were abnormally bony. He looked past her shoulders and looked at her fox fur that was draped on her knees and was stained red with blood.
Just now, the corpses came and went like a wave, and she was covered in injuries. Only the fox fur remained motionless, still draped on her knees, quietly hanging down, soaked in blood.
Shubai stretched out his hand, put it on her shoulder, and suddenly grabbed her neck. His fingers were so strong that they pierced her skin and sank in.
Madam Bai frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
Shubai spoke hoarsely: "You are going to die..."
Mrs. Bai smiled faintly: "Yes, if you use a little more force on your fingers, I will die."
Shubai shook his head and said, "You know that's not what I'm talking about."
Madam Bai raised her hand and gently placed it on her neck. She gently touched the back of Shubai's veined hand, then picked up a few drops of blood dripping from her neck, put it to her mouth and sipped it, as if she was satisfied. endless.
Shu Bai's hand that sank into her neck trembled. His hand penetrated little by little, pierced her flesh and blood, and directly held the cervical vertebrae buried deep under the skin. He held the cervical vertebrae and said: " It’s not that I don’t dare to kill you.”
Madam Bai's expression remained unchanged and said: "If you kill me now, Fengdu will be unbalanced and the whole Linhe City will collapse. You are a kind child. You won't just watch all this happen, right?"
Shubai sneered, a kind child? When he pushed Mrs. Bai out of the alley, he didn't dare to look back.
He didn't know whether killing people was considered murder, but he killed many people today.
This was his first time killing someone, and he wasn't sure if he was afraid that Mrs. Bai's death would cause the entire city to collapse, or if he just didn't want to see her die.
He hoped it was the former.
He stopped talking and slowly stretched out his fingers from her neck, with dripping flesh hanging between his fingers.
He grasped the chair quilt again and pushed her forward silently.
Madam Bai closed her eyes, and the wounds on her body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the glow of the red moon. She suddenly said: "Do you think God will die?"
Shubai knew what she was referring to, but he didn't answer.
She is a white-bone demon who crawled out of an abyss. She is part of the divine bones. In a sense, she is also one of the reincarnations of gods.
Mrs. Bai said softly: "When I was killed for the first time and climbed out of the pile of bones, I thought God was immortal."
After saying this, she couldn't help but laugh at herself: "Even the real god is dead. I am just a broken bone. Why do I have such a stupid idea?"
She raised her head and sighed: "Whenever I think about my own death, my body begins to decay uncontrollably."
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In the yard, after two hundred punches, Zhao Xiang'er pulled Ning Changjiu up from the mud mixed with snow and water.
Ning Chang held his chest and coughed a few times, then fell to the ground again. He covered his head and looked in pain.
Zhao Xianger asked: "What's wrong? Is it too harsh?"
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said, "It's okay."
Zhao Xiang'er asked again: "How is the effect of boxing today?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled bitterly and said, "Your Highness's punches are getting more and more hearty."
Zhao Xiang'er rolled her eyes at him and said, "I'm asking you."
Ning Jiujiu shook his head: "There is no progress, and the physical hurdles are still difficult to overcome."
Zhao Xiang'er said displeased: "How much has it delayed my practice by feeding you fists for a month? It's really useless."
Ning Jiujiu smiled without refuting. He looked at the red moon in the sky and asked, "Do you think it will rain here?"
Zhao Xiang'er thought for a while and said, "We are hiding in the house. Even if it rains, won't the rain not get to us?"
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said, "Tell me, what is Mrs. Bai waiting for?"
Zhao Xiang'er said: "She wants to kill us while maintaining the symmetry on the other side."
Ning Jiujiu said: "I haven't entered the Xuan Dynasty yet, so I am insignificant, but you are in the longevity realm. If you die, where can she find a longevity realm to maintain the balance of Fengdu?"
Zhao Xiang'er said thoughtfully: "She needs a container, a container that can directly accept all our realms after killing us."
Ning Jiujiu nodded: "Who do you think that container could be?"
They all had the answer in their minds, and Zhao Xiang'er asked again: "Then if we kill her, how can we maintain the balance of this city?"
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said: "It can't be maintained."
"Senior brother, sister Xiang'er, the meal is ready." Their conversation was interrupted, and Ning Xiaoling opened the door and waved to them.
Before entering the house, Zhao Xiang'er suddenly said: "She needs a sword, the most indestructible sword in Fengdu."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "If she had such a sword, we would have died a month ago."
Zhao Xiang'er hummed and said, "She probably can't sit still anymore. When I saw her, she was still in a wheelchair. Her health is getting worse."
After saying that, the girl sighed, looked at him, pursed her lips, and said, "But what about you? It's been a month, and you haven't made any progress at all."
Ning was silent for a long time and said with some guilt: "I have failed to live up to His Highness's expectations."
Zhao Xiang'er didn't want to pay attention to him and said, "Eat."
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Ning Xiaoling went to the closet and took out a clean white dress and handed it to her senior brother. She said worriedly, "Senior brother, does it really matter if you act like this every day?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "I used to be knocked down with one move, but now I can barely take five or six moves. The progress is quite big."
Ning Xiaoling curled her lips and said, "Don't think I didn't notice it. Sister Xiang'er asked you to do it. She does the same tricks every time and hasn't changed much. Just like this, senior brother is still getting beaten."
Ning Jiujiu didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "That's also progress."
Ning Xiaoling took the coat he took off and threw it into the barrel. She was a little unhappy and said: "But senior brother's level has not improved at all. When will you be beaten for nothing every day? Originally, we said that after three years I'm going to the Imperial City to bully Sister Xiang'er. Based on the current situation, my senior brother will probably be scared of being beaten. As soon as Sister Xiang'er strikes, you fall to the ground before her fist touches you."
Ning Jiujiu listened to Junior Sister's dissatisfied taunts and said helplessly: "Junior Sister can't even trust me?"
Ning Xiaoling snorted and said, "Fortunately, there is no one else here. If the disciples from other peaks saw it, it would be really embarrassing for Master Marry."
Ning Jiujiu changed his mind and picked up a handful of water to wipe his dusty face.
While wiping his face, he said, "Junior sister, do you still have the money from Ning Qinshui?"
Ning Xiaoling was a little surprised and said: "Of course I am. Now that the shops on the street are gone, where else can I spend money? I can only draw a chessboard and use it as chess pieces."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Then keep it well. We will go out sooner or later. Junior sister is my little money bag, so you must save it for me."
Ning Xiaoling's head tilted slightly. She stared at her senior brother for a while and nodded vigorously.
Ning Changjiu said: "Although we are trapped here now, we must not slack off in our swordsmanship. Soon there will be a sword trial in the peak. Junior sister will have to show off by then."
Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "I practice every day."
Ning Changjiu said: "You must practice the sword moves in the Tianyu Sword Scripture, and you must not slack off on the most basic sword locks. Otherwise, if you have sword moves in vain, you will not be able to cut others, and your efforts will be in vain."
Ning Xiaoling held her chin and said: "I know, I know, I have been practicing."
As she said this, she performed a sword technique and locked Ning Jiujiu in place. Ning Jiujiu struggled to free himself and joked: "Junior sister, please take back your magical powers."
While talking, the door opened, and Zhao Xiang'er came in. She happened to see Ning Xiaoling "tying" him to a chair. She frowned, and a trace of disgust could not be concealed in her pure eyes. She Without entering the door, he said coldly: "Come to my room."
With that said, Zhao Xiang'er closed the door and turned to leave.
Ning Xiaoling gave them a strange look.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Practice well, I'll be back later."
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On the other side of Huangquan, in Madam Bai's yard, Shubai walked out of his room, came to her door, and knocked hard on the door several times.
Boom, boom, boom.
"What's going on?" Madam Bai's question came from inside.
Shubai asked: "Can I come in?"
Mrs. Bai smiled and said, "What? You haven't been here for a whole month. Do you want to spend the night with Sister Bai tonight?"
Shubai denied: "I want to know what exactly you are doing in the house?"
Mrs. Bai said calmly: "What to do? Of course, do something interesting? Are you coming too? It will be more interesting if two people do it."
Shubai clenched his teeth when he heard this.
He has experienced this extremely dark month. The sister who is dearest to his heart has come back from the dead, but has turned into a devil and descended. He watched countless people die but was unable to do anything.
He once thought about falling and becoming a demon together with Sister Bai, and then he insisted on going his own way until he was killed by a certain immortal who acted for heaven. However, the rationality in his heart always emerged, breaking through the evil thoughts of self-destruction that came up from time to time.
He often thought of what the boy in white said as he knelt on the ground.
"What the ascetics want to kill are the evil spirits causing trouble in the world and the living ghosts who disguise themselves as humans and walk in the world."
Sister Bai is the evil spirit that brings trouble to the world, and she is also a living ghost disguised as a human being. Now that he is a cultivator, he can do nothing. He had almost forgotten that he was just a thirteen-year-old child.
Shubai stood at the door, as if he had made up his mind. He had already pressed his hand on the door and said, "If Sister Bai has no objection, I will come in."
When he was about to push the door open, Madam Bai inside suppressed her smile and said in a cold voice: "Get out!"
Shubai's hand became a little stronger.
Madam Bai sneered, and the crack in the door opened just a sliver, and a ray of light came out, hitting Shubai's chest and knocking him to the ground.
Shubai covered the wound on his chest, climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and continued to walk to the door, trying to push it open.
Madam Bai said coldly: "Your authority was given to you by me. As long as I want to take it back, I can take it back at any time. I know you want to do something for other people, but it is meaningless. You have always been just a boat in the river. Those who are at the helm should just go with the flow.”
Shubai ignored it and continued to open the door.
Madam Bai waved her sleeves again and knocked him to the ground.
Shubai climbed up again, rushed forward, and pressed his fingers into the crack of the door. However, this simple wooden door seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He tried his best to push it open slowly and little by little.
Madam Bai seemed to be really angry. She raised her hand and wanted to cut off his fingers on the wooden door.
Shubai, on the other hand, was also desperate and mobilized all his strength to rush forward.
The sound of shattering suddenly started. The wooden door was the first to be unable to withstand it. Under the squeeze of the two forces, it suddenly broke into countless wood pieces. The wood pieces that were thrown back at high speed were as sharp as blades, and many pieces were pierced. In Shubai's body, he gritted his teeth, fell into the house, and raised his head with difficulty.
In the room, Mrs. Bai's faint sigh echoed.
Shubai's eyes widened and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
In front of her, Mrs. Bai is sitting in a wheelchair. The fox fur covering her knees has been lifted up. Under her knees, the hanging skirt is empty. Her legs have been cut off. In her arms, she is holding She fixed her leg bone with one hand and held a bone knife in the other hand. She carefully polished her leg bone and polished it into a sword.
There is no hilt or hilt, only the blade.
That's the style of a flying sword.
Shubai stared at the broken leg and said in great shock: "What are you doing?!"
Madam Bai calmed down. She looked at the two bone swords in her arms, as if looking at a peerless painting, with an intoxicated expression: "I am sharpening the sword."
Shubai pointed at her and said puzzledly: "But...but you..."
Madam Bai smiled and said: "Do you think they are so easy to kill? Only a really good sword can cut off their heads. This is the divine bone. Only the divine bone can sharpen it. And in this city, Everything else will be chopped into pieces under this bone sword, this is what I have been doing for a month, now you see it, are you satisfied?"
As she said that, she lifted up some of her skirt so that he could see it more clearly.
Shubai stared at the wound, shook his head, and then retched.
Mrs. Bai came to him in a wheelchair, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "I told you a long time ago to stop looking. Children should listen to their elder sisters."
Shubai covered his mouth and felt indescribably disgusted as he looked at her holding the sword she had sharpened on her leg bone.
He opened his mouth, took a breath, and said in a firm voice: "You are indeed getting weaker and weaker, and you have to reach this point... Even if you polished the sharpest sword, what ability do you have to control it now? Sword to kill them?"
Mrs. Bai curled her eyes. She did not answer Shu Bai's question, but just said: "They are indeed very smart. They seem to have guessed what I am going to do. The light of the red moon is like rain. You can really avoid me by hiding under the eaves." Peeping, but what can be hidden in a shallow house? You killed Bai Wuchang and the city lord in a big way before, for fear that I wouldn't see it, wasn't it because you wanted to use the balance on the other side to transfer their power to the young man? "
Mrs. Bai laughed and thought to herself: "After the realm was added, she pretended to anger Zhao Xiang'er and said that she wanted to give her fists. She just wanted to consolidate the new realm. I don't know how many realms I have gained. Is it worth spending money on?" You put so much effort into putting on a show for me. Oh, it doesn’t matter if you haven’t yet entered the realm of mystery? What are you saying to me? It makes me feel that killing him won’t break the balance... What a clumsy way to trick me into drawing the sword?"
She stroked the sword in her hand and said, "If that's the case, then with my first sword, I'll kill an insignificant person!"
As she spoke, her expression became fierce, as if she had returned to the all-powerful queen of Fengdu a month ago. She put on a fox fur, grabbed Shubai, and said: "This sword, you can see it clearly!"
As she said that, she grabbed Shubai and threw him outside the door. Then she raised her eyes, looked up along the eaves, looked at the red moon hanging high in the sky, and then threw up the sword in her hand.
The sword never hit the ground after being thrown up. The red moon seemed to have a special attraction for the bone sword, pulling it up to the sky little by little, and finally turned into a small dot and disappeared into the red moon.
Shubai looked at the sword in astonishment and suddenly understood.
Now in this city, Madam Bai's authority has been almost completely shattered, but only the red moon was built by her own hands, which is equivalent to...
Shu Bai turned around suddenly and happened to see Mrs. Bai's right eye being completely black. He had seen her black eyes many times before, but he realized today that she had already lost one of her eyes. The red moon, It is her eyes hanging in the sky, she has been detecting everything in this city.
Now she wants to send the sword to the red moon, then accurately lock their position and drop the sword directly.
There was no way this sword could kill Zhao Xiang'er, because even if it hit her, it wouldn't be enough to kill her. Similarly, she couldn't kill the scheming Ning Jiujiu, not to mention that from her judgment, Ning Jiujiu had already secretly killed her. Breaking through the realm makes it even harder to kill, so the only way this sword can be directed is...
Shubai's eyes widened, remembering the little girl in a Taoist skirt who was not much older than him.
Mrs. Bai watched the sword rising into the sky, laughed, and said, "What do you think should be called for such a wonderful sword falling from the sky?"
Shubai mobilized all his strength, struggled to pull up from the ground, threw himself at her, and roared: "Stop it!"
Madam Bai stretched out her hand and pushed him to the ground again. She smiled and said, "It's too late."
As she spoke, her dark eyes turned pale white.
Hong Yue has discovered the location of the breath of life in the room, the tip of the sword has been accurately locked, and the strike range of this bone sword is the entire room!
"Falling sword!"
Mrs. Bai gave the order.
In the center of the red moon, all the light converged towards the middle and condensed into a point. As Madam Bai thought, a long sword with a scarlet light trail broke through the red moon and fell straight down. The long sword initially It was still the size of a needle, but it was so fast that it seemed to be burning. In an instant, it was like a meteor digging into the ground. Where it pointed was the house where Ning Xiaoling was!
At that moment, Ning happened to walk out of Zhao Xiang'er's room.
In front of his eyes, the bone sword fell, with a bright red light.
Madam Bai's smile became even brighter. In her eyes, Ning Xiaoling was the real insignificant person. At most, she only had the strength to reach the upper realm of Nascent Xuan or the first realm of immortality. If she were to kill her, the balance on the other side would not even be there. It would be affected too much. Even if it was affected, she could kill the cow and still maintain balance.
The most important thing is that killing her will make Ning Jiujiu and Zhao Xiang'er go crazy.
Oh, you think you have seen through my conspiracy, and you say some sweet words in front of me, thinking you can deceive me
She probed through the red moon, and she only hated that this was a bird's eye view, unable to clearly see the grief and anger on Ning Changjiu's face.
In the sight, the red light exploded, and the entire roof was smashed and overturned in an instant. The red light was like fire and like a strong wind, swallowing and tearing everything apart, including Ning Changjiu's figure, was submerged in it. Waiting for this red light. When the light goes out, the little girl's body will definitely be gone!
Shu Bai collapsed to the ground helplessly. Although he did not witness it with his own eyes, the feeling of powerlessness was extremely real. He understood that he was just Mrs. Bai's puppet, and his thoughts and determination were not important, because he had been there since birth. , every joint is wrapped with invisible threads.
He raised his head and looked at Madam Bai, but suddenly he frowned.
Because the smile on Mrs. Bai's face suddenly disappeared.
The house had been reduced to rubble.
The red light dissipated and the smoke and dust fell away.
Ning Xiaoling stood up staggeringly. Her body was covered in scars, but she was holding a sword made of white bones in her hand.
She smiled weakly at Ning Jiujiu, "Senior brother, is Xiaoling a good money bag?"
Ning Jiujiu walked up to her, hugged her, and said with a smile, "Junior sister is the best."
Ning Xiaoling leaned on his chest.
On the other side of the underworld, Mrs. Bai murmured to herself: "How... how is it possible?!"
Then, she remembered a previous conversation.
Ning Xiaoling couldn't bear to see her senior brother being beaten. She came out of the house and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ning Jiujiu.
She didn't take this scene to heart at the time, but now she wants to understand that it turns out that Ning Jiujiu really didn't break the realm. He sealed his body, and then Fengdu had to give all the extra realm to Ning Xiaoling! But now, she should be in the realm of immortality and close to the realm of longevity. If there is a dike in place, it is possible to catch this sword!
And Ning Xiaoling did have a dike.
Under the previous "instructions" of her senior brother, she had already set up many sword locks to protect herself. She and her senior brother already had the same mind, so there was no need for words. In that house, Ning Jiujiu had also been staring at the red moon. , the moment the sword appeared, it reminded her, allowing Ning Xiaoling to avoid the center of the bone sword's blow in time.
Madam Bai laughed like crazy, and she threw the other sword high into the sky towards the red moon.
On the other side, Ning Jiujiu raised his head, looked at Hongyue, and looked at her with a shallow smile.