Ning looked at the little girl crying for a long time and asked, "Where is this?"
Shao Xiaoli remembered some stories about the spirit of Shi Yuan, raised his head, with tears on his face, and said pitifully: "Brother Spirit, you go to my house first, I will make you a pot of tea, and you will talk slowly!"
Ning Changjiu really couldn't feel any pity for this little girl's tears.
Behind him, the guards in black and white clothes were still watching, and the ground was a mess.
The star map under Shen Xiang's feet was still moving, vaguely outlining the shape of a Unicorn Pegasus.
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said: "I am not a god."
As soon as these words came out, not only Shao Xiaoli, but also everyone present could not help but be shocked. The creation of souls in the abyss of time is as unquestionable as the pen can write and the sword can kill. This is the revelation of the great god for hundreds of years. How can it be fake
Only Shao Xiaoli felt that he was not lying, because she knew her bloodline very well... But if he was not a god, then who was he
Behind him, Shen Xiang's voice suddenly sounded sternly: "Shao Xiaoli, you are a child of the royal family and also his master. Could it be that you can't control him?"
Shao Xiaoli felt his heart tremble when he heard Shenxiang's voice. At this moment, he panicked again and said: "Master Shenxiang, I... I will definitely be able to..."
Shao Xiaoli immediately looked at him eagerly, stretched out his arms, and said while waving: "Brother God, please calm down first, you are so good-looking, you must be a good person, you can make a contract with me first, don't worry, even if you do Qi, you will always be my big brother!"
Ning looked at her calmly for a long time, thinking, you put a bear trap on the ground, and then tell me that as long as I step on it, I will be treated well
Junior sisters are much smarter than you.
Ning Jiujiu ignored the dispute between the Spirit of the Sword Scripture and Lord Xueyu who sighed and crossed the threshold of the hall.
This hall is the tallest building in Duanjie City.
As soon as he walked out, his vision suddenly became clearer.
The light in the sky is not very bright. A luminous ball hangs high in the sky, moving slowly, like the sun. There are no clouds in the sky, only a layer of turbid tones. Looking down, except for the near Outside the palace, the buildings in the distance are covered with tiles like frost, and they go on and on. Even further away, you can vaguely see city walls and forts, and people wrapped in straw are walking around carrying iron cylinders. , the scene further away is shrouded in fog.
This was different from what he had imagined.
This ostentatious palace looks out of place in the entire city, more like the only glorious site preserved in ruins.
Streams of smoke were rising in the distance.
Ning Jiujiu thought of the alien species they were talking about, which seemed to be everywhere outside the city walls and had been their enemies for generations.
Is there a place like this in Nanzhou
Or maybe this is still in the abyss.
Shao Xiaoli watched him walking down the steps, as if watching the miraculous light shining on him, but the light did not light up himself, but passed through his body to a farther place without stopping.
She felt extremely uncomfortable and wanted to rush over and catch him, but she couldn't muster the courage.
"Isn't he a god?" Shen Xiang frowned.
This has never happened, and of course no one has an answer.
The ground was full of scraps of metal, and everyone just watched helplessly as the shabby white clothes walked away.
Since he didn't continue to hurt anyone, Shenxiang didn't deliberately stop him.
He glanced at Shao Xiaoli and said disappointedly: "Let's take him to the ghost prison first."
"Why! I'm not lying, I summoned the gods..."
Shao Xiaoli opened her eyes wide and tried her best to argue. She felt extremely sour in her heart, but as the young man moved away, her words seemed to have no power.
Someone came up from behind, held her shoulders, and pushed her to her knees on the ground without saying a word.
Shao Xiaoli couldn't understand why the result was still like this even though a miracle had already happened...
She lowered her head, completely losing the courage to resist.
The gods are indeed ruthless.
What she didn't know was that in the ears of the young man in white, two voices were engaged in a game.
"How many steps do you think Uncle Ning will take to stop? I don't think it will be more than ten steps!"
"Hmph, even if this little girl wants to help her, she can't do it right away. She has to fall into despair first. I guess it's twenty steps!"
"Uncle Ning isn't going to torture people like this, is he? Then I guess thirty steps!"
"Okay, let's buy it and leave!"
So the two began to count Ning Changjiu's steps.
"one two three… "
"Six, seven, eight..."
Ning sighed for a long time and stopped.
"Is this going to stop?" Mr. Xueyu sighed and said meaningfully: "The more steps you take, the more affection that little girl will have for you in the future. Do I need to say more about this?"
The Spirit of the Sword Scripture told the truth: "I think it's because he doesn't want to leave any love behind at all."
Mr. Xueyu sighed: "That's right. Uncle Ning has a kind heart, otherwise I wouldn't be alive until now..."
Ning Changjiu thought that he had traveled around the world and had Zhao Xiang'er and Lu Jianwen accompanying him. This time, he really ran out of energy and fell into the abyss without taking anything with him, so he took two living treasures with him... And the little boy crying behind him... The girl looks quite similar to these two characters. Ning Jiujiu is not very interested in her, but he has no habit of refusing to save her. But if he saves her, the next few years should be a period of unrest. day.
But when he walked down the steps, he suddenly remembered the scene when Jiuying carried him into the abyss.
He thought of Lu Marion crying uncontrollably, and that thorn always stuck in his heart.
How similar is this scene
He stopped, turned around and said, "Let her go."
Shao Xiaoli raised his head, and in his eyes that were already red from crying, the white flowing clouds stopped for her.
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Shao Xiaoli felt that what happened today seemed like a dream.
She looked at the young man in white who was sitting in a recliner like an old man, carefully peeling the fruit without saying a word.
Ning Jiujiu had already bathed and changed clothes. At this moment, he was still wearing a white robe, and he was full of fairy spirit.
This robe is not the sword robe of the Yujian Tianzong that is easy to move around, but closer to Taoist robes. The furnishings in the room also have a sense of age, but they are mostly clean and bright. In this not-so-rich city, it is also a status symbol. symbol.
Shao Xiaoli peeled the fruit, handed it to Ning Changjiu, and said seriously: "Brother God, look, I peeled a heart for you."
Ning closed his eyes for a long time, ignored her masterpiece, and said, "You can eat it yourself."
Shao Xiaoli made a sound, put the fruit aside obediently, and said, "I thought I was going to die today. Are you sent by the gods to save me?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "It's just a coincidence."
Shao Xiaoli refused to give up and continued to ask: "You are so powerful that even the Prime Minister can't beat you. You must have been very powerful in your previous life, right?"
"Last life? Why do you think I had a previous life?" Ning asked for a long time.
Shao Xiaoli was slightly stunned and said: "This is something everyone knows... The book says that there are countless dead souls in the world hidden in the abyss of time. Of course the dead people have previous lives, don't you remember it, brother?"
Ning Jiujiu remembered something, but shook his head and said, "I don't remember."
Shao Xiaoli showed a slightly disappointed look.
Ning Jiujiu thought of a question and said, "Can your blood open the door to the abyss?"
Shao Xiaoli said: "Yes! When each royal family is seventeen years old, their spiritual power will take shape, and then they can go to the Time Abyss of the temple to summon spirits as their servants!"
Ning Jiujiu said: "You call that abyss the abyss of time?"
Shao Xiaoli nodded vigorously and explained happily: "Yes! Although I don't know why, it has always been like this when passed down by the elders. Every descendant of the royal family can open the door deep in the abyss of time and summon the gods. Come."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Then why did you lie to them."
Shao Xiaoli was startled and pretended to be stupid: "I... what did I lie to?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "You don't have the blood of the royal family. Without me today, you are already in a ghost prison."
Shao Xiaoli's cheeks turned red and he said angrily: "You can't blame me! Why shouldn't a commoner's daughter have the right to live? And I'm just a tool for my mother to have good clothes and food. You also know that our city is very poor. It’s not easy to live a life with enough food.”
Ning Jiujiu said: "What about the future?"
Shao Xiaoli was stunned and said with a mournful face: "Brother Shenling, you are not going to leave me... If you leave, I will reveal my secret... If my secret is revealed, they will kill me. You saw it today, they are so fierce."
Ning Jiujiu didn't want to talk nonsense with her. He knew that he would leave sooner or later, and he didn't want to leave anything here.
He sat quietly on the chair and said, "Tell me about what's going on here."
Shao Xiaoli became energetic again and asked quickly: "What do you want to hear?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Everything about this boundary-breaking city."
everything? What is everything? Shao Xiaoli thought to himself that he had either been practicing or having fun these years, and he hadn't read any history books... But it didn't matter, the benefactor was a foreigner, a foreigner... He probably wouldn't know if he made up some fake stuff.
Shao Xiaoli started to talk eloquently: "This matter must start from a windy and snowy night eight hundred years ago..."
“…”
Shao Xiaoli briefly told the history of Duanjie City.
It is said that the tribesmen of Duanjie City were originally a nation that survived in the barren mountains and harsh waters. Due to various disasters, there were only a hundred or so living people left in the city. Just when the crisis of genocide was about to come, a goddess descended from the sky and led them They came to this empty city from the barren mountains and rivers. They began to settle in the city, gradually multiplied and grew, and eliminated the crisis of annihilation. However, the gifts of the gods usually come with a price, and their price is to pay for generations to come. To resist the mutated life outside the city.
And their king had received the gift of the goddess at that time and obtained the supreme king's blood.
"What exactly is the inheritance of king's blood?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
"Every heir of the father can obtain the king's blood, but this inheritance is limited. If too many children are born in a short period of time, it is very likely that ordinary or even disabled children will be born. This is also the curse of the king's blood. Shao Xiaoli explained: "In short, people with king's blood not only possess divine power from birth, but can also summon gods from the abyss of time. I used to envy them."
Ning Jiujiu seemed to have guessed what she was going to say and didn't answer.
Shao Xiaoli waited for a while, and then said categorically: "Now I am not envious! Most of the people they summoned are crooked melons and cracked dates, neither as beautiful nor as powerful as my elder brother."
Ning Jiujiu thought of Ning Xiaoling and sighed: "Don't call me brother anymore."
"Don't call me brother?" Shao Xiaoli covered his mouth, thinking that he can't call me daddy, and he can't call me brother either. This... This god looks like he is about the same age. Could it be that he likes me but is embarrassed to say it? That's right, if you didn't like me, how could you save someone you've never met
Thinking of this, Shao Xiaoli sat upright, her brows calm, she gently wrapped a lock of black hair behind her ear, pursed her lips slightly, and said softly: "In short, we can be considered a couple from now on, and this is our home. , then I will call you old..."
Ning Jiujiu opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at her coldly.
The girl felt a killing intent, her words froze for a while, and then she said seriously: "Boss!"
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"Your Majesty, Qingxue is dead."
In the main hall of the palace, a man wearing imperial robes looked at the magnificent paintings on the wall with an intoxicated expression filled with deep nostalgia. It wasn't until Shen Xiang made a sound that he came back to his senses and slowly turned around. .
"Qingxue?" The king pondered for a while and then remembered that naturally charming woman. The older a person gets, the more time he will have to recall the past events of his youth. In his life, besides fighting, It is also his duty to leave a great legacy behind and give birth to children to inherit the royal blood.
The lineage with the king's blood was originally established from the beginning, and the more people with the king's blood, the divine power of this bloodline will be diluted little by little. Therefore, unless the woman is truly charming and charming, the king will ignore the identity. Leave her the seeds of divine blood.
Qingxue is that kind of woman.
But after all, he was not from a royal family. No matter how beautiful his skin was, he would feel tacky after being there for a long time. Therefore, he had almost forgotten her existence over the years, but now that he heard the news of her death, the king still felt a sense of tackiness in his heart. After feeling some emotions, he vaguely remembered that Qingxue also had a daughter.
"How did you die?" the king asked.
"Hanged himself to death," Shenxiang replied.
The king frowned. The food and silk fabrics in Duanjie City were not abundant, and only the royal family could continuously supply them. He didn't understand why that woman gave up her comfortable life and chose death.
Shen Xiang continued: "Today is the day when her daughter Shao Xiaoli comes of age and summons her spirit."
The king did not speak. When he was silent, the atmosphere in the hall became solemn. He was by no means a fool. He soon understood the implication of Shen Xiang's words. He sighed and said, "Hanging yourself to death is indeed an advantage for her."
Shenxiang said: "But Shao Xiaoli still summoned the spirit..."
"Um?"
"That spirit is a bit special." Shen Xiang hesitated: "The God-binding formation did not trap him."
"What did you say?" The king said in surprise: "That is the formation left by the goddess back then!"
Shen Xiang said: "I also find it incredible."
The king said: "What now? Where are they now?"
Shenxiang said: "I'm at Shao Xiaoli's home. It's quite peaceful. There hasn't been any movement for several hours."
The king was completely speechless. He turned around again and looked at the magnificent scroll with smooth lines on the wall. At the top of the mural, countless heads of Shura Yaksha were revealed among the clouds and thunder. Under the clouds and thunder, there were It is a scene of men and women holding magic weapons and ascending to the sky, while the human part is a hellish furnace of swords, mountains and seas of fire.
After a long time, the king's eyes rested on a green-faced and fanged fierce ghost, and finally spoke again: "It is extremely difficult for the city of Duanjie to survive for hundreds of years. We don't need any gods. What we need is someone who can truly open up the territory for us. Expand the soil and retrieve the knife that holds the head of the God Lord.”
Shen Xiang thought of the young man in white and felt equally uneasy and said, "I understand."
Just as the candidate was about to exit, a gentle voice sounded: "Wait a minute."
The prime minister stopped, and even though he was nominally under one person, he bowed slightly to the darkness.
"Lord Si Ming."
A woman with silver hair walked out of the darkness. She was wearing a soft black robe, and her face was as beautiful as a young woman. She looked at Shen Xiang and said, "I have received divine enlightenment."
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Ning looked at the night sky for a long time.
The sky was pitch black, not a trace of light could penetrate.
"Where are the stars?" Ning asked for a long time.
"Stars?" Shao Xiaoli said in surprise: "Stars can be seen in books. The book says that there are many things that shine like gems in the sky. Boss, have you seen stars?"
Ning didn't answer for a long time and continued to ask: "Is there only one boundary-breaking city here?"
Shao Xiaoli nodded and said, "Yes at first. Over the years, as we have been able to go farther and farther outside the city, we have also set up some villages and towns outside the city as strongholds to help us go further in the future."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What are the alien species outside the city?"
Shao Xiaoli once went out to kill with the royal army. When she recalled those monster lives, she still felt cold in her heart.
She replied: "There are just many, many monsters. I don't know where they come from. They look like humans, but they have strange tails and lie on the ground like insects."
"Very powerful?"
"Not really, even I can kill many monsters, but there are too many of them. Even the most powerful warrior in the city cannot fight against hundreds of monsters alone." Shao Xiaoli said melancholy: "Back then, After the gods brought us here, they seemed to have abandoned us."
"What state are you in now?"
"realm?"
"Don't you need to practice?"
"It is necessary, of course it is necessary." Shao Xiaoli said: "But there is no clear division in practice. We all practice unique skills. Most descendants of the royal family only practice one book in their lifetime, and each book has nine levels. Once you reach the ninth level, you will be the most powerful."
"Different exercises?" Ning Jiujiu asked: "Then what are you practicing?"
Shao Xiaoli patted his chest and said proudly: "Everyone's skills are personally selected by the father. The one I learned is called Beiming Divine Sword. Doesn't it sound very powerful?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Show me your skills."
Shao Xiaoli was shocked and said: "This technique is top secret. My father has strictly ordered that it is not allowed to be circulated. This..."
She looked at Ning Changjiu's calm eyes and sighed: "Yes, boss!"
With that said, Shao Xiaoli took out the book from under the box and handed it to Ning Changjiu.
The book was not thick, and the techniques recorded in it were not very advanced. After reading it briefly, the spirit of the Sword Scripture in his body said: "This book seems to be incomplete."
Ning Jiujiu nodded, already having a guess in his mind.
He handed the booklet back to Shao Xiaoli.
"Boss, how are you?" Shao Xiaoli asked cautiously.
Ning Jiujiu said: "It's acceptable."
Among the broken swords, Lord Xueyu was not interested in this Northern Ming Divine Sword. He kept looking at the little girl and said: "This little girl is really good, but she is neglected to dress up. I have been with His Highness for many years, and for Your Highness is quite familiar with makeup. How about I give you some pointers and make her look like His Highness, so that she obeys your words? You can imagine that His Highness obeys your words. When the time comes, she will be beaten, scolded or do other things. …”
Ning Jiujiu turned a deaf ear and said, "By the way, are there any birds or beasts among the alien species outside your city?"
Shao Xiaoli didn't know why he asked this, and said: "Yes, there is, it's just a bit ugly."
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said, "Okay, I want to go out for a visit in a while."
Mr. Xueyu was startled and said: "What are you going to do?! Uncle Ning, I was wrong... I can die, but I will never allow myself to have an ugly body!"
Shao Xiaoli didn't ask any more questions, just blinked and said, "Boss, do you need anything else? Just ask me! By the way, my mother's room is over there, I've already packed it for you. If you don’t like it, we can move to another house.”
In Duanjie City, even the royal family's conditions are not very good. Although they all have an independent house, the difference in the standard of the house is still too big compared to that of the royal relatives of the Zhao Kingdom.
Ning Jiujiu said: "It's okay."
Shao Xiaoli saw that Ning had not eaten the fruit he had peeled for a long time, so while talking, he quietly climbed across the table with his index finger and thumb, picked up the fruit, hid it in his sleeve and took it away.
Ning Jiujiu quietly looked at the dark night sky, thinking about something, and asked questions from time to time.
"Will it rain here?"
"rain?"
"It's like water falling from the sky."
"Don't all water come out of the ground?"
"How many years ago was the earliest record in your ancient books here?"
"Uh... one thousand years? Two thousand years... I'll go read some other time!"
"So where are you planting the flag now?"
"It is said that an ice field can be seen from a distance. We all feel that we can find new land after crossing that ice field!"
“…”
Conversation continued intermittently.
"Do you have any gods that you worship or believe in?" Ning Jiujiu asked the last question.
"I believe in you, boss!" Shao Xiaoli said sincerely.
"..." Ning didn't continue asking for a long time.
He closed his eyes and rested for a while. When he opened his eyes, he found that Shao Xiaoli was still sitting on the side, looking at him eagerly.
"Is there anything else?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
Shao Xiaoli said coyly: "That... the matter of making a contract with the gods, this has always been the rule of Duanjie City. I'm afraid they will be in trouble."
Ning Jiujiu said calmly: "I will not leave my life or death in anyone's hands."
Shao Xiaoli waved his hand and said: "No, no, I just want to discuss it with the boss, how about... From now on, we will pretend that we have established a contract. I am the master outside, and you are my boss when I am at home. Is it okay for me to serve you tea and water, rub your shoulders and rub your back, and just obey your orders?"
Mr. Xueyu said: "It sounds a bit..."
The Spirit of the Sword Scripture answered: "There are different ways of describing some women in the book. You have different approaches but the same effect."
Ning Chang's expression remained unchanged as he continued to ask: "What exactly is a spirit?"
Shao Xiaoli said: "Ling, the spirit is like a sword. It can stay by your side at any time and connect with the master's spiritual thoughts. Even if it is broken, it can be re-condensed. In short, it is a very powerful killing weapon!"
Ning Jiujiu understood it—this was a relatively special acquired spirit, similar to Zhao Xiang'er's Jiuyu.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Sooner or later the secret will be revealed."
Shao Xiaoli seemed to have been thinking about it seriously for a long time. She said firmly: "Don't worry, it won't happen! From now on, boss, you just have to kill monsters by yourself. I will pretend to direct you wherever you run! Make sure you have sharp eyes, quick hands, and sharp teeth, so that you don't lose to the boss." Face! Well... My request is very simple. From now on, when the boss is in front of outsiders, just give me a little face, just pretend that I am the master... "
"May I?"
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(In order to respect the chapter names, I combined the two chapters into one!)