The sky and the earth are like a pure black bowl, upside down above the city.
The darkness is like a sea that cannot be crossed, the dark wind is like a sea tide, sweeping across the sky and the earth. The sin and beauty of death are like the blooming manjus and sandalwoods on the banks of the Huangquan River, returning to the night after being extremely coquettish.
To the west of the city, the huge sword fire was still sending waves of flames into the sky. Most of the red umbrella cover was burned away, exposing hundreds of fine umbrella stands.
Zhao Xiang'er raised her head, and the tip of the sword had already pierced the center of her eyebrows. The blood-red water ran down the corner of her forehead, across her snow lotus-like dimples, and swirled at the corners of her lips. She sipped it gently, and that The color of her lips is like the petals of late spring flowers.
And in the endless darkness behind Madam Bai, a golden light lit up.
The light started from the north of Linhe City and fell to the south of Linhe City, and its trajectory was like sand flowing through the city.
In the boundless darkness, the slender golden light was even more dazzling. Its edges were undulating, like hot molten gold, turning into a celestial river like magma and flowing through the dome.
And along the edge of that golden light, countless fine cracks began to break through the darkness and spread towards the surroundings. They were light, and they were as fast as light. In the blink of an eye, the edge of the entire world was like an eggshell that could break at the touch of a touch.
Madam Bai's consciousness was almost gone at this moment, but even so, she still felt the light behind her. The light burned her back, and her indestructible bone armor was like soft and easy-to-melt snow, changing rapidly in the light. Soft, it turned into liquid dripping, and then the liquid evaporated into hissing white gas in the air. Large groups of white gas poured into the sword fire, like burning clouds in the sunset on the horizon.
Zhao Xiang'er's vision was blurry, and she vaguely saw countless golden birds flying in the sky. Wherever they passed, all the darkness was swallowed up, but their croaking sounds were irritating.
The dark tide has receded, and Ning Jiujiu stands on the other side of Huangquan. Behind him, a round sun is bright red. He is in the center of that round sun, with his black hair disheveled and his eyebrows heroic. The light of the red sun traces his knife cuts. On the lines of his face, the scorching golden light in his pupils was like an emissary from the scorching sun. The childishness of the sixteen-year-old in his brows was gone, and he looked more like a statue of a young man standing in the Kingdom of God.
On his shoulder, there is a crow with three legs as slender as a bamboo pole. The edges of its golden wings are vibrating with subtle electricity and fire. With the red sun as the background, it is a dark silhouette, and Ning Ning. For a long time, we have been entrenched in the center of the red sun.
Ning kept his eyes open for a long time, looking up at the night in the sky. The darkness was fading, and the light from outside poured in one after another, like a huge sword, tearing the world apart with the golden light on the night.
Countless golden crows flew across the broken city, and they clung to Mrs. White's body. Amidst the noisy crows, the pressure of the red umbrella gradually disappeared.
Mrs. Bai felt her body broken, and she suddenly remembered the four faces with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks, one was honest and honest, one was broad and fat, one had a fierce look on his face, and one showed mercy.
Sixty-four years ago, she was beaten by four such apes until her bones were broken into piles.
Today she seemed to have returned to sixty-four years ago.
The fading consciousness returned, but she no longer had the strength to resist.
Among the golden crows, Madam Bai made her final resistance. She was reborn as all things, sometimes like a weed, sometimes like a white horse, sometimes like a mandrill, and finally transformed into an old woman and a young girl.
But no matter how she changes, how can she escape when the Golden Crow is "in full view of everyone"
Ning didn't move for a long time, and those golden crows killed all the clones of Madam Bai.
At this moment, Mrs. Bai was standing on a bone, unrecognizable as a human. Her bones were still burning, and the festering divinity stretched out fine cracks on her skeleton. Her empty eyes stared at Ning for a long time, and her voice was hoarse. It is difficult to tell: "You will die too... My authority is cause and effect... You are contaminated... Sooner or later you will meet that wild monkey and be beaten to death by him. Even if you survive by chance, the real Lord Ming will not let you go." of… "
Her words were a bit incoherent. Ning listened in silence for a long time and said: "Ming Jun has died long ago."
Madam Bai shook her head with difficulty: "Master Mingjun is not dead... He has been watching everything from a corner of the world. One day, he will devour the world with the eternal night. You... There is no way to stop him. No one can stop him. I can stop it..."
Ning didn't answer for a long time. He knew that Mrs. Bai was really crazy and there was no point in asking any more questions.
The golden crow on her shoulder flapped its wings, and Madam Bai, who was already shaky, collapsed with a weak scream.
The sword fire passed.
Her bones fell to the ground, and most of them turned into ashes. Only a few core bones fell to the ground, still shining brightly.
All the pressure on the umbrella surface was eliminated.
Zhao Xiang'er shook her body, and the umbrella in her hand fell down. She raised her head. The light outside broke through the city shrouded in the polar night for the whole month, and fell on her beautiful face. The blood between her eyebrows was like a Cinnabar.
In her eyes that gradually spread, she saw the figure of Ning Changjiu walking towards him. The red sun behind him was not dazzling at all, exuding gentle light and wrapping her little by little. Her nose twitched, and she couldn't help but recall that day. Eight years ago when she sat under the big banyan tree and watched the sunset, the light at that time also enveloped her like this, smearing a rouge-like color on her dirty white dress.
Her eyes were slightly watery.
Ning Jiujiu walked to her, knelt down on one knee, and looked at her level. Zhao Xiang'er looked at his face with clear lines, like a god under the red sun. She lowered her eyelids slightly, looked at his snow-white dress, and whispered: "It's so disgusting..."
The golden light in Ning Changjiu's eyes gradually dissipated, and the red sun behind him gradually turned black and then disappeared.
The golden crow on his neck flapped its wings gently, and fragments of golden light fell on Ning Xiaoling and Zhao Xianger, covering their bodies bit by bit.
After the golden light in Ning Changjiu's eyes faded, infinite exhaustion also emerged in his body. He leaned forward, touched Zhao Xiang'er's eyebrows with his fingers, and wiped away the blood for her.
Zhao Xiang'er wanted to dodge, but she couldn't muster any strength. She glared at Ning Jiujiu, wanting to say some threatening words, but Ning Jiujiu didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Being together is like embracing each other.
Ning Jiujiu put his hands on her bony back and truly embraced her.
Zhao Xiang'er frowned and her blood-red lips trembled slightly. She was slightly unhappy: "Let... let me go."
As she said this, her head rested gently on his shoulder, and her long hair spread down her neck into his clothes, like a girl exhaling like a blue breath.
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The long night has passed, and the long-lost light falls on this troubled city. Many green tiles still covered with snow are shining brightly in the sun.
It is now the end of winter, and the world is still filled with a lingering cold air, as if the last snow is about to fall at any time.
A golden crow flew into Ning Changjiu's memory, so all the pictures in his memory also had a golden crow.
In the previous life's practice, not long after he entered Taoism, he entered the mysteries and formed the innate spiritual Golden Crow. He often called out the Golden Crow to stand on his shoulders, on the lotus seat of the Taoist temple, on the fence of the Release Pond, and in the sea of clouds. on the cliff, in the ancient streets of Dahe Town.
Now that time is reversed, in this world, at the age of sixteen, he has not yet developed an innate spirit. Therefore, as far as this world is concerned, before today, his innate spirit did not exist, so he cannot remember "no" in any case. exist”.
But now that he has finally broken through the threshold of entering the Mysterious Realm, the spiritual veins in his body, which were originally like the ruins of war, have become complex and sophisticated under the warmth of the Golden Crow, glowing with a faint, filament-like golden light.
The Golden Crow stepped out of the myth and became a real thing in this world, so the gaps in his memory were naturally filled.
He remembered a lot.
The memory stretches deep into the depths. In many pictures, this golden bird rests on Ning Jiujiu's shoulder, like a seal in the scroll.
At the end of the picture, the master's hand reached into her flesh and blood, and she pulled out the golden crow forcefully. Its size was several times larger than the current young crow, but the slender crow glowing with light There was no resistance in the fingers. It kept neighing and struggling, and the golden light on its feathers gradually lost its color.
The master held the jade-like branch and chopped it down, cutting off the last remaining connection between the golden crow and his body.
The wail of the Golden Crow lingered over Dahe Town, and the torrent under the white moon swallowed up all the light.
He opened his eyes tremblingly. Three legs like thin bamboo branches stood on his shoulders. There were still some small golden crows turning their dark eyes to look at him. The gold on the feathers was so new, as if it would never fade. fireworks, it looked at Ning Jiujiu with a little curiosity in his eyes, while Ning Jiujiu's eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life.
It's like old friends suddenly meeting each other, but they met but didn't recognize each other.
Next to Zhao Xiang'er, the dark and huge Jiuyu folded its wings and stared curiously at the Golden Crow on Ning Changchun's shoulder.
When the Golden Crow was born, it had the instinct to tear apart all dark things. It shook its wings and called out to Jiu Yu twice, then exerted its strength with its thin feet and rushed forward with a golden light.
Before Ning Jiujiu could stop him, he saw that all the light on the Golden Crow's wings was absorbed by Jiu Yu. Jiu Yu held his head high and flapped his big wings, knocking the still young Golden Crow back onto Ning Jiu Yu's shoulders.
Jinwu staggered dizzy for a few moments before standing still, looking at his master with some guilt.
Ning Jiujiu sighed, thinking how majestic this innate spirit was when it tore apart the sky and the long night. How come it was like meeting Jiuyu's nemesis, so unsatisfactory.
"Uh-huh..." Zhao Xiang'er's long eyelashes trembled. Her arms trembled slightly in her semi-conscious state, and she grabbed forward as if to hold onto something.
Ning looked at the delicate cheek so close for a long time, and couldn't help but lean against it. The smell of blood on her body gradually dissipated, and there was a faint fragrance between her breath.
He couldn't help but think of the scene in the past month when Zhao Xiang'er pushed him to the ground and beat him severely. His hands couldn't help groping up her beautiful back, passing over her swan-like neck, and his fingers sank into the watery blue hair. After finding the red hair rope, she took it off, and the ponytail that was tied a little high fell down, falling like a waterfall on her lonely back. Ning Chang half hugged her, and slowly laid her down on her back. 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 were somewhat damaged. The clothes on her upper body were very tight, holding up the stretched folds. She seemed to have realized something, and her eyelids kept moving, trying to open her eyes. open.
Ning Jiujiu originally wanted to retaliate against her a little, but when he looked down at her slender and trembling eyelashes and slightly curved lips, he actually felt a little dizzy, and his body fell down as softly as a cloud, and he bit her gently. His lower lip was rubbed slowly.
Zhao Xiang'er wasn't sure whether she was awake or dreaming. She felt like she was in an endless wilderness. The warm light above her head filled her white dress. The gentle wind swept across the high wilderness, blowing the wild grass away. Like waves of wheat.
The dandelions in the distance were blown up by the strong wind. They passed by her side and stuck to her sleeves. Some fell on her neck and some fell on her lips. She felt a little itchy and subconsciously licked some. He held the cotton-like dandelion between his lips.
She felt that her body was extremely relaxed, and the gentleness of those winds made her just want to fall asleep in the wilderness, where she slept for countless days and nights.
Ning Jiujiu was also a little drunk. The huge fatigue of the past few days weighed on his body. The long-lost sunshine fell, making him unwilling to open his eyes. He instinctively hugged the soft body in his arms and leaned against it gently. , a soft and tight touch wrapped around him.
And Zhao Xiang'er unconsciously stretched out her hands and hugged him. Her fingers touched the white skirt. Ning Jiujiu's originally tense body also relaxed. The one who had hit his body with countless heavy punches The hands are so cool at the moment, so gentle that they can melt the scars on the body.
At this moment, they were in the center of the pit. Madam Bai's bones were still piled aside. Ning Jiujiu knew that he should try his best to wake up and go to a safe place first to help Zhao Xianger and his junior sister recover from their injuries, just like a month ago. That way.
But the sweet fragrance in his arms made him reluctant to get up, and the thoughts in his mind gradually diluted and faded, and his hands slid down from the girl's neck.
In a daze, he seemed to be in a rolling mountain field. He was walking in the wilderness. The slopes up and down the field were uneven and gentle, with a wonderful and ingenious beauty. He slid over the uphill arc and walked downwards little by little. Soon, he saw a narrow mountain path in front of him. The two arms of the mountain path were slightly concave inwards, like the waist of a girl's grasp.
He continued to move forward, and a hill suddenly appeared in his field of vision. The hill seemed to have just been watered by the spring rain. The soil was so soft, as if every time he jumped, it would be gently bounced by the soft grass.
He jumped and rolled like this many times before he discovered that a long and slender canyon was slightly split in the center of the hill. There seemed to be a hidden spring hidden in the deep canyon. He heard the sound of the spring in his ears and followed the edge of the rift valley with his footsteps. Walking forward little by little, he seemed to be walking dangerously on the rock wall and was about to fall into it at any time.
He crossed the deep gorge without any danger, and further forward, there was a flat mountain road. The mountain road was so straight and slender. He walked very lightly, as if he was afraid that if he exerted a little force, he would leave shallow footprints. .
Halfway along the mountain path, Ning Changjiu raised his head while half asleep, and suddenly saw a girl standing over there, staring at him.
That's Zhao Xiang'er.
Their dreams seemed to collide.
After a brief moment of astonishment, they walked toward each other little by little, approaching gently. The wind passing over their cheeks carried the fragrance of green grass, and the clouds in the sky sank little by little, wrapping them around them.
Night falls quietly, and the hazy consciousness sinks little by little.
The eyelids of Zhao Xiang'er and Ning Jiujiu twitched at the same time. They slowly opened their eyes, and their vision quickly encompassed each other close at hand.
They didn't know how long time had passed, they only felt that the surroundings were very dark.
Is it already night
Thinking this, they raised their heads slightly, only to find that something was wrong with the darkness around them—it was Jiu Yu who stretched out his broad wingspan to protect them.
Zhao Xiang'er raised her beautiful eyebrows lightly, and then she realized that they were half hugging each other, her back was itchy, and something seemed to be pressing on her thighs. She pursed her lips, exuding a faint murderous aura.
Ning Jiujiu felt the murderous aura, and then he woke up. He found that his hands had covered her long and tight thighs like bamboo shoots at some point. He recalled the dream just now, in which the mountains and hills were undulating with waves. , which made him a little dazed. He looked at the girl in front of him and found that her cheeks, which were originally as pale as gold paper, were now covered with a warm color, like newly peeled lychees, and her red lips were also a little moist. The lip beads on her thin lips shone slightly, and the neatly arranged shell teeth could be vaguely seen between the gaps in the mouth.
"You... what happened to us?" Zhao Xianger asked softly.
No one knew why they were lying together, still half-hugging each other. Their faces seemed to be very close to each other in the dark, but the darkness separated by Jiuyu made it still difficult to see them clearly.
Ning Jiujiu said softly: "Mrs. Bai is dead..."
Zhao Xiang'er's face felt a little hot and she said displeasedly: "I know, I... didn't ask that."
Ning Jiujiu was unable to answer her question and shook his head: "I don't know, I just passed out..."
Zhao Xiang'er had used all her strength to catch Madam Bai's sword from the sky, and the spiritual power stored in the sea of qi had almost evaporated. Now her whole body was sore and she couldn't use any strength. She just moved her mouth slightly and said: "Let go."
Ning Changjiu's condition was better than hers. Although it took a lot of effort to receive the sword together, the feedback after entering the Xuan Dynasty restored his spirit and strength a little, but he still shook his head and said: "I have no strength. "
Zhao Xiang'er took a deep breath, tried to move her body back, and said, "What's going on with that Golden Crow?"
Ning Jiujiu said softly: "I said that this city lacks a sun. I always feel that I am that sun."
This is the most critical part of the plan. Ning Jiujiu said that his innate spirit could illuminate the long night. Zhao Xiang'er didn't know why he believed such a mysterious statement.
So in a certain plan, they tried to find ways to put Zhao Xianger and Mrs. Bai on one side of the city to make Fengdu unbalanced, and then let Ning stand on the other side for a long time. In this way, in order to maintain the balance, Fengdu would instill the original power into him. In his body, those powers may be enough to help him break the shackles of his body and call out the fierce sun deep in his heart.
Because of its uncertainty, this plan was originally ranked at the bottom, but as things changed, it became the only direction in the end, and he really held up a sun and changed the long night into a new sky.
Zhao Xiang'er said softly: "You are amazing."
Ning Changjiu said: "The same goes for Your Highness."
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 people to come to Laihe City to look for me. They couldn't get in at first. Now the city gate should be open... Goodbye Let them see it.”
Ning Jiujiu said: "It's okay, Jiuyu is protecting me, no one can see it, not to mention that at the birthday party that day, they all knew you were me..."
"Shut up!" Zhao Xianger scolded, thinking that they obviously had nothing to do, but now that Jiuyu was covering them, she felt like they were hiding something. She struggled a little and said, "If you don't let go, , when the injury heals, I will beat you until you kneel down and beg for mercy."
Although Ning Jiujiu's Golden Crow is powerful, he can't reach Xuan at this moment. After their respective spiritual powers are restored, he certainly cannot be her opponent. But now that Zhao Xiang'er's spiritual power has been exhausted, he is curled up slightly under the protection of Jiu Yu. Body, feeble words mixed with a slight fierceness, but it became more and more obvious that she was very weak at the moment.
"Miss Zhao dares to mention this at this time, but she is a little ignorant of the current affairs." Ning Changjiu smiled softly, moved closer, looked at the outline of her cheek in the dark, and looked at her.
Zhao Xiang'er bit her silver teeth lightly. She did have some confidence at the moment, but the arrogance in her heart could not allow him to bow her head. She was wearing men's clothes at the moment, and she had a bit of a man's toughness and pride, and said: "If you dare to talk too much, I will break your feet and throw you on Madam Bai's chair. From now on, you can buy a cage and put your golden crow in it, and then you can spend your old age in the Kingdom of Zhao playing with birds."
Ning Jiujiu praised: "Your Highness is indeed a hero among women."
After a moment, Zhao Xiang'er bit her lower lip and said angrily: "Where are you touching?"
The shame and annoyance in her heart made Zhao Xiang'er unwilling to bear it any longer. She gathered her strength and punched Ning Jiujiu in the chest. Ning Jiujiu grunted in pain, held her fist, and then the two of them were in Jiuyu. The fight started under the cover of the house, and from time to time there were crisp sounds mixed with Zhao Xiang'er's humiliating hum.
"Uh huh... Ning Jiujiu, you, how dare you..."
"Hmph..."
The two fought for a while before finally giving in to each other and making a temporary truce. One of them lay on his stomach and the other on his back, both using up the last strength of their bodies.
When Jiuyu withdrew its wings and the light shone on them, Zhao Xiang'er and Ning Changjiu wished they could dig a hole in the ground and crawl in together.
Ning Xiaoling sat sideways and stared at them blankly. The girl held the Golden Crow in her arms. Just now, the Golden Crow healed her injury and she woke up quickly. At this moment, the Golden Crow was in her arms. The fingers and arms jumped and shuttled, very intimate.
While stroking the feathers of the Golden Crow, Ning Xiaoling recalled the crisp sound just now and remembered some strange things. She blushed and felt a little strange. Sister Xiang'er and senior brother were obviously fully clothed...
Ning Xiaoling's gaze was nothing at all. What made them most ashamed was that many people had gathered outside the pit. Many of those people were wearing official uniforms. Most of them were anxiously looking for the empress. But It had been blocked outside Fengdu before and had been unable to enter.
They were now kneeling on the edge of the pit, with their heads lowered, indicating that they saw and heard nothing.
Zhao Xiang'er was so angry that she was trembling all over. She wished she could pull five tall horses and tear the damn boy into six pieces. Ning Jiujiu also covered his forehead. He looked through his fingers and saw the kneeling boy. There was a figure standing out of the crowd. He opened his eyes wider and saw the clothes flying in the wind and the sword clothes like snow in the sun. The cold temperament was like the snow that never melts on the top of the mountain. The figure held the sword and walked towards him across the crowd.
Ning Changjiu tilted his head and pretended to be unconscious.
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(There is only one chapter today and I am writing it very slowly. The plot has come to an end again!)