There is no summer in Broken Boundary City.
The temperature was like swarms of mosquitoes, going back and forth. Sometimes the wind was buzzing and hot, and sometimes it was bone-chillingly cold, which was very disturbing.
Shao Xiaoli cooked a pot of bean porridge and brought it out, and the steam of steam hit her red face.
Ning Jiujiu's mind went over the Taoist teachings he had learned in his previous life at Bu Kuan. Most of the Taoist teachings there were not as mysterious as the moon in the mirror, but more like the origin and foundation of many spells.
The light fell on his face through the small window. Ning Jiujiu opened his eyes, his pupils illuminated by the light.
He stretched out his fingers to touch the light in front of him.
"Beyond light..." Ning Jiujiu thought about this sentence in his heart.
In this world, there are many masters who can cut swords that transcend sound.
The sword and the sound came out at the same time, the sword came first, the words came next, and the head had already fallen to the ground.
But no one has ever felt that their sword or body skills can surpass light. The various techniques related to this are just fantasy.
He would not completely believe what Ye Chu said.
He knew that his master was very powerful, so powerful that even if he entered the legendary third realm in his previous life and was about to ascend, he would still be unable to resist her sword.
But despite the inevitable fate, he survived in the end and returned to twelve years ago.
Is this still within destiny
Shao Xiaoli brought the bean porridge in front of him.
Ning finished his bean porridge for a long time, looked at the little girl beside him, and said, "The imperial city's ban has been issued."
Shao Xiaoli nodded lightly and said, "I heard that the king has issued a killing order to find the monster named Chongsui. He will not be able to leave the city for the next three months."
If Ning Jiujiu wanted to go out, he had a way to get out of the city, but he began to doubt whether it was meaningful.
As powerful as Ye Yi and Siming, they are still trapped in this world, one is hiding in the snow valley, and the other is hiding in the royal city, seeming to be engaged in an invisible game.
Shao Xiaoli also felt that three months was extremely long. She said worriedly: "Boss, are you going to leave secretly?"
If he leaves, then he is not far from death.
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said, "I won't leave for the time being."
Shao Xiaoli believed what he said unconditionally.
Ning Jiujiu suddenly asked: "Can you endure the hardship?"
Shao Xiaoli recalled that when he was a child, after he knew that he had no royal blood, he practiced hard in an attempt to pretend to be a true descendant of the royal family, and even went so far as to steal elixirs.
The pressure and fear at that time were far greater than they are today.
She nodded vigorously: "You can eat it!"
Ning Changjiu said: "Well, starting from today, for the next three months, you can learn the sword with me."
Even though Ning Jiujiu had said it yesterday, she still felt a little abrupt. After a brief moment of silence, Shao Xiaoli knelt down and said, "Disciple pays homage to master!"
Ning Changjiu shook his head gently: "You don't have to call me master."
"Um..." Shao Xiaoli raised her head, not knowing whether to stand up or not. She asked, "Then what should I do?"
Ning Changjiu said: "In the future, add more sugar to the bean porridge."
After saying that, Ning Jiujiu walked towards the house.
Shao Xiaoli looked at his back, thinking that such a simple first sentence from his mouth was tainted with philosophical meaning, and it felt inexplicably sweet in his heart. As expected of the boss.
She thought about it secretly in her heart, and said respectfully: "I got it! Boss."
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Learning to sword is more difficult than Shao Xiaoli imagined.
Shao Xiaoli's realm is put on the outside. She should be a girl in the first or middle realm of immortality, and her strength is comparable to Le Rou.
In this world, the realm has obviously been pushed to the upper limit. Even Si Ming and Ye Ji, who may have been at the level of divine kings, are now suppressed under Ziting. What they really rely on is their own broken authority.
Therefore, Ning Jiujiu did not let Shao Xiaoli practice Taoism here because practicing Taoism here would be twice the result with half the effort compared to outside.
He first taught Shao Xiaoli some fixed moves and methods of exerting force.
On the first morning, after Shao Xiaoli stood outside the door for an hour, she finally couldn't stand any longer. The unpredictable hot and cold weather sometimes made her hot and sometimes made her shiver. Ning Changjiu was sitting in a chair under the eaves. The shadow cast by the eaves covered him like a quilt, making him look very comfortable.
Shao Xiaoli gritted his teeth.
Ning Jiujiu stipulated that in the initial stage of sword training, she needed to practice basic skills such as stance, and she was not allowed to mobilize her spiritual power. And all she can control are the most basic body fists, feet and muscles, just like the most exquisite Qi and strength in folk martial arts schools. Only by cultivating the original body to coordination can the strength be truly controlled and released freely.
Finally, after an hour and a half, Shao Xiaoli couldn't hold on anymore. She secretly mobilized a ray of spiritual power and poured it into her legs. The spiritual power was like rain, and her body was sore and numb. She relaxed for a long time. She adjusted her breathing, and then secretly looked at Ning Jiujiu.
Ning Jiujiu always raised his head slightly and looked at the sky, not knowing where his thoughts were.
Shao Xiaoli felt a little calmer.
After standing for two hours, the whole morning passed like this. Shao Xiaoli held her waist and yelled a few words. She staggered to Ning Changchun's chair and asked: "Boss, what are you doing?" When can you teach me swordsmanship?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Whenever you can stand still for two hours, I will teach you."
Shao Xiaoli's cheeks were slightly red, thinking that she couldn't hide it from the boss, but she was really tired, so she didn't make any excuses and said, "I understand."
Ning Jiujiu also thought that his personality was still too casual and he could not be a strict teacher. If it were Lu Marion, I am afraid that reprimands and rulers would have been sent to her at this moment.
This situation lasted for several days.
Shao Xiaoli's interest in swordsmanship was gradually wiped out in the boring stance day by day, and she was afraid that she would make her boss angry if she gave up midway, but she occasionally wanted to be serious, but her extremely sore thighs could not hold her up. Two full hours,
She complained in her heart about the boss's harshness, thinking that these were things practiced in the martial arts halls of common people. It was useless and cheap for me, a majestic royal girl, to practice this.
Shao Xiaoli was pacing boredly. Suddenly, when she raised her head, her originally careless gaze suddenly froze.
On the chair under the eaves, the figure of the boss disappeared!
These days, she has become accustomed to the boss sitting here all day long. At this moment, he suddenly disappeared, and Shao Xiaoli's heart suddenly thumped.
Could it be that he disliked him and ran away secretly...
The thought came to her, and then, there was a hint of danger near her temple. In the corner of her vision, a fist quickly enlarged, and the wind of the fist that arrived first stung her temple with a faint pain.
Someone attacks!
Shao Xiaoli subconsciously wanted to mobilize her spiritual power to fight back, but the opponent's speed was too fast. Before her spiritual power could flow out, the man's hand fell on her head.
Shao Xiaoli leaned to the side and fell to the grass. She screamed and covered her head, "It hurts..."
Ning Jiujiu retracted his hand, sighed, and said, "I didn't touch you at all."
Shao Xiaoli was stunned for a while, then let go of the hand covering her head. She felt that the place covered by her palm still hurt, but it was not a real pain, but a phantom pain, just like Ning Jiujiu's half-reaching, half-wounding pain. The punch to his head did not touch him, and it was only his own imaginary force that caused him to fall.
"Boss..." Shao Xiaoliming knew this, but the little girl got angry and still cried: "Why did you hit me?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "I didn't use any spiritual power with this punch and I didn't hit you, but you fell down. Have you ever thought about why?"
Shao Xiaoli said: "Because the boss is so powerful."
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said: "Because you can't truly understand the spiritual power, and you can't instantly release the spiritual power with a single movement of your hands. It takes a while to mobilize the spiritual power in the sea of qi and spray it all over the body. Although this time is very short, but for a master A hit is fatal, especially for killers. But in the royal city of Broken Boundary City, you can't meet killers, not even thieves, so this little bit of time on weekdays has no impact on you, but outside the city , you have been on guard for a long time and are always on guard, plus those monsters are not at a high level, so they will not be attacked by surprise."
Ning Jiujiu paused and continued: "But if someone really attacks you suddenly, what should you do?"
Shao Xiaoli opened his mouth, thinking who else could be so boring besides you, the boss.
She said solemnly: "I don't know."
Ning Jiujiu said: "In this little time, the only thing that can save you is your physical body, and your current body will collapse after just two hits. As long as you fall behind with one move, even if the opponent's realm is far lower than yours, you will be defeated every step of the way." Even if you are pressed hard, you will definitely fail."
Deflated... Shao Xiaoli subconsciously covered her chest, but she understood something clearly in her heart.
Ning looked into her eyes for a long time and sighed: "You may think these are useless, but have you ever thought that I will leave one day, how will you survive then?"
Shao Xiaoli's originally somewhat cloudy mind seemed to be suddenly illuminated by a ray of light. Suddenly, her back straightened up a lot. She looked at Ning Changjiu and asked, "Are you really going to leave..."
"Um."
"then what do I do?"
"You will not die until you become stronger, stronger than Shenxiang, stronger than the king, and stronger than everyone else." Ning Jiujiu said this simple truth.
Shao Xiaoli only reacted belatedly at this time.
It turns out that this is the reason why the boss wants to teach me swordsmanship...
She climbed up from the grass tremblingly and asked: "Boss... don't you want me to die?"
Ning Changjiu paused for a moment and hummed.
Shao Xiaoli felt warm in his heart and filled his eyes with tears. He thought that cooking for the boss these past few days and working as a cow and a horse were indeed not in vain! The boss was indeed influenced by him, but he was so stupid that he kept it in the dark!
"Boss!" Shao Xiaoli said again.
Ning Jiujiu turned his head and saw her meticulously setting up the stakes, with a bit of perseverance in her beautiful tearful eyes.
Ning Jiujiu smiled happily.
Half an hour later, Shao Xiaoli still couldn't hold on.
She had been pricked for too long, and the accumulated physical fatigue eventually ruthlessly overwhelmed her faith and emotion. However, Ning didn't say anything for a long time. Instead, he smiled and comforted her. Shao Xiaoli looked at his delicate face and felt every time. A smile was like hitting her heart with an awl, causing her blood to surge.
Shao Xiaoli secretly vowed that he must learn the peerless swordsmanship.
But if I really succeed in practicing it, will the boss feel relieved and leave...
She was conflicted.
"When will I be considered a disciple?" Shao Xiaoli asked in a low voice.
Ning Jiujiu said: "When will you be able to catch my palm, you will be considered a master."
Ah... Does the boss imply that he wants to be with me forever
Shao Xiaoli thought silently and said confidently: "I will try my best to leave as soon as possible!"
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Today's exchange gave Shao Xiaoli great motivation. Within three days, she struggled to hold on for two hours.
That afternoon, Ning Jiujiu began to exercise her reflexes.
He handed out several sword energy to entangle Shao Xiaoli, and then Shao Xiaoli had to dodge among the wisps of irregularly moving sword energy to prevent himself from being attacked.
This is much more interesting than boring standing and walking.
Shao Xiaoli found the happiness she had when she was a child, fighting against mosquitoes in her room. After practicing for an afternoon, she was beaten to pieces by those sword energies, and she could no longer walk unsteadily.
After nightfall, Ning Changjiang came to her room as usual, peeled her out from under the quilt, called out the Golden Crow, and secretly treated her injuries.
The girl's body was also getting warmer day by day without her realizing it.
After treating her injuries, Ning Jiujiu would not slack off because he also needed to practice.
Ye Ju, Si Ming, and Chongsui hiding in the darkness, they are all powerful and terrifying enemies. If their realm remains stagnant, if there is an overthrow of the Boundary City in the future, they will Standing under a dangerous wall, it is difficult to ensure that you will not be implicated.
So after nightfall, he would secretly come outside the city to kill those monsters that could be refined into elixirs to improve his cultivation.
The fire snakes in the deep canyon were almost exterminated by him in less than half a month. Even the domineering Lord Blood Feather could no longer stand it anymore and actually began to instill in him the idea of never draining the lake and fishing. The great truth.
"Exhausting the lake to catch fish?" Ning Jiujiu smiled: "I have heard of killing the chicken to get the eggs."
Mr. Xue Yu, who was named Red-Headed Chicken by Ning Changjiu, immediately stopped talking.
And Ning Jiujiu is not just fishing in this kind of dry lake. He has already discovered that these fire snakes are not real snakes at all, but fire demon spirits derived from the underground lava. What is wrapped under their scales is not flesh and blood, but hot water. magma.
"Hey, Uncle Ning, you've killed them all, why don't you share some of your souls with me?" Mr. Xueyu thought to himself, but he couldn't persuade him with all his earnest words. It's okay to share a piece of the pie, right
Ning Changjiu just picked some at random and gave it to him. Lord Xueyu secretly scolded him for being stingy and feasted on it.
Although this world does not contain any spiritual energy, there is still a lot of spiritual energy hidden among the creatures in the world, and when Ning Jiujiu refined it for use, he was even able to capture some of their remaining innate magical powers.
Ning Jiujiu also walked farther and farther, and he came to the dead forest where he first met the black hawk. The dead gray trees looked like frozen corpses in the darkness.
Ning Jiujiu pressed his hands on those trees.
It is extremely difficult for trees to grow for hundreds of years, and their spiritual energy is spread throughout the tree body, which is also deeply rooted. Moreover, the spirit of trees is different from that of people. Although they have the same origin, they are two completely different sects. If ordinary people want to devour it, they have no intention of putting stones in their mouths. Chew inside.
But this does not faze Ning Changjiu.
His fingers on the tree trunk were slightly bent and sunk into the wood.
"How come you don't even let go of the corpses?" Mr. Xueyu asked as he looked at these pale and dying trees.
Ning Jiujiu frowned lightly and said, "Of course you can't tell with your cross-eyes."
These trees cannot fool themselves by "playing dead".
Although they are generally dead gray, it is not because they are dying or dead. On the contrary, their twisted trunks are still very dense, but in line with the concept of pretending to be dead, they have not grown those self-deceiving leaves.
Ning Jiuchiu stretched his fingers into the gray wood, and then used the Taoist method he used to absorb Ning's water-capturing skills on the first day of the Imperial City. This Taoist method looked like an evil skill and was extremely arrogant. It made the palm of his hand Assimilate with the trees, then disguise yourself as the branches and leaves that need support, and then suck and deceive the power of the wood spirit inside to penetrate into your body.
Then, he used the Hidden Breathing Technique to hide his own aura, so that they could not sense that he was being deceived immediately, so they could reject this body. Ning Jiujiu used the time he bought to use his spiritual power as fire and his body as a furnace. All the wood spirit power that was deceived was refined into his own spiritual power.
Mr. Xueyu was dumbfounded and felt chills running through his body. He thought that he might be deceived and killed one day without even knowing it.
In the gray wood forest, everything happened like the spring breeze turning into rain. Half of the spiritual energy of each big tree was sucked away by Ning Jiujiu and turned into useless.
The entire forest looked even more lifeless, and it was unclear how many years it would take to recover.
Mr. Xueyu made a rough calculation, and if he kept sweeping at Uncle Ning's speed, in less than half a month, the nightmare of those ice creatures would come.
Facts have proved that Lord Xueyu underestimated Ning Jiujiu.
Three days later, Ning Jiujiu stood on the ice field. He looked calmly at the boundless snowfield, and then at the broken-bound city flags planted not far from the snowfield. He felt like a monarch patrolling his territory. .
Lord Xueyu also felt the same way. He couldn't help but said, "The princess is here to patrol her territory."
Ning Jiujiu was too lazy to pay attention to it.
He glanced behind him. The world, which was already barren in spiritual energy, now looked even more bleak and desolate.
However, when the ban on Broken Boundary City is lifted, most of the things here should be restored to their original state, without leaving too many traces of the sweep.
So, in this unknown night, Ning Jiujiu was alone and set foot on the ice and snow plains that he had only recently approached after seven hundred years of trekking to the Broken Boundary City.
The snowfield is clean and clear, with no trace left by outsiders.
Ning Jiujiu took the first step.
This is one small step for him.
He counted the time and walked towards the depths of the ice field.
The wind was as fierce as a knife, and there seemed to be no extra life in this barren snowfield. Similarly, even if he opened his sword eyes to the brightest, he could not see the end of the ice field, as if this trek was just an endless journey. A pale journey of meaning.
"That's it."
It was almost dawn, and Ning Jiujiu did not have much time to explore this snowfield. The most important thing was that he also felt a vague sense of fear. This fear was different from danger and had no specific source. He suddenly understood that this was the night In addition to what was said, fear of the unknown.
It turns out that I am also afraid of this world
He stared for a long time until the first light lit up in the fragile glass-like sky.
He turned around, took out the black sword sent by Si Ming, and wielded the sword back in the direction of Broken Boundary City.
This half month was of great benefit to the absorption of spiritual energy and physical training. Ning Jiujiu even felt a subtle rhythm of time while crossing canyons, which resonated with his Taoist heart. If he was blessed, every rhythm would be felt in his soul. After that, his Tao realm will be somewhat clearer.
I believe that it won't take long for him to raise the purity and intensity of his spiritual power to the peak of longevity.
But there was no joy in his heart.
At this moment, day and night are changing, and the footprints on the snowfield look so lonely.
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When Shao Xiaoli woke up, Ning Changjiu was sitting under the eaves of the courtyard, as if he had never left.
Shao Xiaoli felt that he was sleeping better and better.
Tonight, she even kicked off the quilt because she was a little hot. This behavior made her very worried. She thought about her young daughter, and she couldn't let a man look at her body accidentally.
Shao Xiaoli never knew or felt that she was sick, so she wondered if her improvement in coldness was due to practicing martial arts to strengthen her body.
As a result, she became more eager to practice every day.
Everything was difficult at the beginning. After Shao Xiaoli got over the initial soreness and fatigue, she became familiar with it. She could already rely on her random footwork to avoid the sword energy that Ningjiu shot, and she could dodge in it for a long time.
And Ning Jiujiu also began to teach her the real swordsmanship.
"What's the name of this sword technique?" Shao Xiaoli followed Ning Changjiu's mental formula, and after using his energy several times, he found that this was indeed different from the Beiming Divine Sword he had learned in the past. This kind of swordsmanship is flexible and versatile in its details, and its magnificence is overwhelming, like a dragon coming out of a mountain.
Ning Changjiu said: "This is called the Heavenly Mandate Sword Scripture. What I'm teaching you is the first half of it."
This is the only swordsmanship that Ning Jiujiu has insisted on attending classes every day and learned systematically. Although this set of swordsmanship is incomparable to the real top swordsmanship, it is still at a level that even ten Bei Ming Shen Swords cannot match.
Shao Xiaoli asked: "Is there another volume?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "I will teach you after you finish studying the first half of the volume."
Shao Xiaoli said distressedly: "But now I have learned one and a half moves. Even if I learn them roughly once, I won't be able to master them in a year and a half, right?"
Ning Jiujiu nodded.
Shao Xiaoli asked tentatively: "How long did it take for Lao University to develop this sword technique?"
Soon, Shao Xiaoli regretted asking this question.
Ning Jiujiu thought seriously for a while and replied: "Three hours."
"..." Shao Xiaoli felt incredible, but she knew that the boss had not lied to her. She stroked her chest and said weakly: "Boss, I'm going to concentrate on sword practice..."
In the courtyard, the sword wind rustled, and Shao Xiaoli danced out circles of light one after another, and the snow-white sword energy swept across the place. Although it looked flashy, it was indeed very beautiful.
A month passed in the blink of an eye.
In this month, Ning Changjiang had passed many palms. From the beginning, Shao Xiaoli was made to fall to the ground by his own imaginary strength, but later he could finally stand firm, but he couldn't find a way to break it. As Ning Jiujiu said, this must rely on her physical body's reaction. If she wants to mobilize her spiritual power, it will never be possible in time.
But how can a girl's physical strength compare to that of a boy? Isn't this bullying... It's almost the same as the price.
When Shao Xiaoli thought of this, he couldn't help but think of Sister Su Yanshu.
Her plan to rescue Su Yanshu was put on hold half a month ago because Kai Yuan, who went to the imperial city alone with a knife half a month ago, failed to come back. After all, her friendship with Su Yanshu was not such that she could risk her life. She was so depressed that she forgot to die for a long time.
During this period, Ning Jiujiu also asked her, if she was arrested, would she save her
Shao Xiaoli felt that this question was not like the boss's style, so she hesitated for a while. This moment of hesitation was regarded as hopeless by Ning Jiujiu. This made Shao Xiaoli anxious for a long time, thinking that he was going to be thrown into the cold palace.
"Boss, the swordsmanship in the first half of the Tianyu Sword Classic is so powerful, how about the second half?" Shao Xiaoli couldn't help but ask while practicing.
Ning Jiujiu said: "There are eighteen moves in the second half of the volume, but the eighteen moves are just moves. There is only one sword that really kills people."
Shao Xiaoli said: "What do you mean? Then what are you going to do with these eighteen postures?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Yangyi, these eighteen postures are like strange pine trees growing on the rock wall. They all emphasize solitude, and the real killing sword can be any sword, even the most direct slash, but this kind of solitude This will make your sword very fast."
Shao Xiaoli was still puzzled and asked: "Why does the sword draw speed become faster after being lonely? Books always say that when an immortal ascends, he must cut off all bonds. Why is this?"
Ning Jiujiu expressed his speculation: "The reason why light can travel so fast is because it has no weight, and the same may be true for ascetics. The more you cut off the worldly connections, the thoughts, the fetters, the mind is not distracted, and there is no external force. The speed of drawing the sword will become faster and faster, until the sky is cut open and the gate of the Immortal Palace is seen."
Shao Xiaoli listened carefully and felt that it made sense. He was even more fascinated by the Immortal Court described in his words.
But then she thought again, now that she is with the boss every day, isn't she deepening their bond, which will not be conducive to the boss's promotion in the future...
Thinking of this, the little girl looked sad.
Ning didn't notice her sadness for a long time. He was thinking about another thing: If cultivating the Tao requires cutting off ties, then why did the master arrange a fiancée for him in the previous life
"What you said makes sense."
In the body, a voice that had been silent for more than half a month suddenly sounded. It was the voice of the spirit of the Sword Scripture: "But when the Heavenly Mandate Sword Scripture was first created, it only had two words in mind: kill. It is not light without weight, but A Gu, the most powerful Gu who survived to the end."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Are you worried?"
The Spirit of Sword Scripture said coldly: "I just can't understand something."
Ning Jiujiu knew what it was thinking.
The Spirit of the Sword Sutra slowly opened his mouth and said: "Two years later, I will definitely swallow your consciousness completely and replace you. I am very confident about this, but I can't understand why Ye Da said the fate You didn't say a word about your catastrophe two years later? Have you been lying to me? In fact, you already had a way to completely suppress me and devour me? Let me live in your body, and you just want to borrow me With the power, I never thought about a fair battle two years later, right?"
The words of the Spirit of the Sword Sutra kept echoing in his heart, causing large ripples.
Ning listened to its heart for a long time, and then said: "I don't understand fate, but I have no confidence that I can beat you."
The spirit of the Sword Scripture knew that he was telling the truth, which made it even more confused.
The spirit of the Sword Sutra was silent for a long time. It faintly poked out from the heart lake, pushed aside its long gray hair, and revealed the unidentifiable face in it. It said: "This is fine, but I hope you always remember that I am not your tool, let alone your friend. I am the only Gu in purgatory. When the time comes, I will only need one sword to kill you."
Shao Xiaoli noticed that Ning Changjiu's face was very calm. The calmness was like the deep dark lake water, which seemed a bit scary.
But soon, this feeling collapsed again.
In the originally tense atmosphere, Mr. Xueyu suddenly shouted: "Hmph, you dare to challenge me, Uncle Ning, I think you don't want to live with this shabby book! By then, it doesn't matter if you die, Lu Marry will be considered lost." With a loyal supporter, Uncle Ning’s main palace must be our Highness without a doubt!”
After hearing this, the spirit of the Sword Scripture was also furious and said quarrelsomely: "Whether I am dead or alive, I don't think that sixteen-year-old girl with yellow hair in your mouth has any feminine charm at all!"
Mr. Xueyu said: "What does being feminine have to do with you? You are a shabby book. Even if a peerless beauty is placed in front of you, I am afraid that you are capable of being a thief but not capable of being a thief."
This sentence completely angered the spirit of the Sword Scripture: "What do you know, you red-headed chicken? All divine creatures in the world are like innate spirits during the pregnancy process. They have no gender. There are only despicable beings like you. Your gender is determined at birth!"
Mr. Xueyu hissed and said: "Then from now on... will you be a boy or a girl?"
The spirit of the Sword Sutra stirred up turbulent waves in Ning Jiujiu's sea of energy: "Do you really want to die?"
The familiar quarrel sounded again.
Ning closed his seven senses for a long time and did not participate in this dispute.
And today, something happened in the royal city.
The king actually summoned all the people in Xingyuan to gather in the center of the square.
Shao Xiaoli, who was halfway through his sword practice, was forced to stop and took Ning Changjiu with him to the gathering.
She originally thought that today was going to be a discussion about finding the big ghost Chongsui hidden in the imperial city, but she didn't expect that she was going to be awarded the meritorious service of the last clearing operation.
This merit is based on the color of the bronze sword.
Shao Xiaoli felt quite relieved all of a sudden, knowing that being rewarded based on merit had little to do with him this time.
But the final result was far beyond Shao Xiaoli's expectations.
The merit here is not just honor, but may also be weapons, robes or some non-toxic and harmless food and meat.
As for Shao Xiaoli, when he was awarded the medal, he also received a strange bird that looked like a pheasant.
She swallowed the saliva in her throat and glanced at Ning Changchun secretly from the corner of her eye.
The two looked at each other, understanding each other tacitly.
Lord Xueyu was howling in the scabbard: "I don't want to be such an ugly bird!"
But it also knows that it has no choice. This broken sword is decaying day by day, and the space is extremely narrow. It does long for freedom. Maybe this is the price of freedom...
When the show was over, Shao Xiaoli mustered up the courage to run up to the king and asked, "Father, is Su Yanshu okay?"
The king stopped. He had many daughters in his life. It is not surprising that he was sentimental. When the king passed on, there were clear indicators for the number of descendants in each generation.
He remembered this daughter's name. Before her mother hanged herself, he liked her very much. But now, her mother's suicide, which was suspected of being a crime, has added a knot to his family relationship.
But since she successfully summoned the spirit, the king did not express his anger at her. He just smiled and said: "Don't worry, she is fine."
"Then I want to see her." Shao Xiaoli said.
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(Thank you to the leader of the alliance, Ji Chanxi, for the reward!! Thank you for your continued support and encouragement! Mmmah)