New Year's Eve is approaching, and the disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect have dispersed one after another. In the originally huge Shen Sect, many of the older generation of cultivators had died in the previous tragedy in the Underworld Palace, and now the entire sect was even more lifeless.
Yu Jin's home was not far away, so she stayed for a few more days.
The girl was equipped with the sword of an inner disciple, and two servants stood behind her, carrying a bulging burden for her. The carriage is ready at the door, waiting to start at any time.
Yu Jin stood on the suspension bridge leading to Jiuyou Hall and looked into the distance for a while.
Ning Xiaoling's figure never appeared.
When she turned around, she found a little fox staring at her in the woods.
She recognized this beautiful spirit fox. When she was in class in the wooden hall, she could often see this spirit fox jumping happily outside.
Yu Jin originally thought that the sect had been deserted recently, so wild foxes began to appear. Later, she heard that the fox was raised by the new sect leader. Every time the spirit fox played outside, it would always be captured by the black-robed sect leader who covered his face with a foxwood mask.
Everyone knew very little about the new sect leader, but they only speculated whether he might be a fox demon.
How can it make sense for monsters to be the masters of human ascetics...
It's just that the Ancient Spirit Sect has lost its former glory. Even if such ridiculous things happen, no one dares to really resist. At most, they can only complain privately, or place their hope in the large sects such as Jiange and Shenlou that can do justice for heaven. Help clean up the monsters.
Recently, what happened in Luoshu Tower could no longer be hidden, and spread rapidly, completely shocking the entire Middle-earth. It is said that the owners of the other three sacred towers were released from seclusion because of this, and rushed to Luoshu Tower one after another to find out what happened. In comparison, the Dianhuan Sect lost a sect leader and Haiguo lost a Dragon Mother, but they became insignificant matters.
And this mysterious new sect leader is said to have come from the direction of Luoshu Tower, and has also appeared in the Dianhuan Sect...
Everyone was surprised and did not dare to object. However, many days have passed, and everything in the sect is still in order, and no disasters have occurred. The new sect leader who raised a little fox seemed to be very kind.
Ning Xiaoling didn't know Yu Jin's thoughts. If she knew, she would definitely sneer at the word "kindness".
In her heart, the current benefactor sister is simply bad!
"Little fox, I have to leave." Yu Jin knelt down and stretched out his hand.
Ning Xiaoling walked over and rubbed her palm.
She originally wanted to talk to Yu Jin, but with his current appearance, she was too embarrassed to speak... It would be better to wait until she becomes a human before giving her a surprise.
Yu Jin stood up and looked at the little fox tenderly, always feeling familiar.
She waved to the little fox.
Ning Xiaoling also stretched out her small paws and waved goodbye to Yu Jin.
After Yu Jin left, Ning Xiaoling carefully hid behind the big tree and looked around alertly, like prey searching for traces of a hunter.
"My benefactor sister probably didn't come after her..." Ning Xiaoling was extremely afraid of Si Ming and whispered to herself: "It's better to go to senior brother's place to take refuge first."
…
Beside the spiritual waterfall, Lu Jiaojiao was still comprehending the balance and fit between spiritual arts and swordsmanship.
She was highly talented and well versed in sword theory. After an afternoon of deduction and experimentation, she finally found an idea, and then followed the thread to deduce the following sword moves one by one.
"The Sword of Controlling Disaster?" Lu Jianjian pointed in front of her and murmured to herself, staring at a vaguely invisible sword.
The sword light of the virtual sword is full and bright, like a rainbow wiping in front of itself, and is about three feet long.
Lu Jianwen pointed her sword and came out.
The virtual sword seemed to have spirituality, flipping and jumping in the air, matching the moves of the Sword of Disaster, and dancing out sharp and chaotic shadows.
She stared at the sword and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no more loopholes in the sword moves.
Lu Yuemou chewed on the wonderful principles in the sword moves and couldn't help but sigh at Mu Lingtong's talent.
"Good swordsmanship."
Behind him, a clear voice sounded again, like a snowy stream crossing a bridge, cold and quiet. Such a touching voice sounded like the sound of nature in Lu Marian's ears, but it was more like the whisper of a female devil, trying to make her frightened.
Si Ming appeared like a ghost.
Lu Marian was so absorbed that she didn't realize her arrival at all.
"Didn't you promise not to disturb me until I master the swordsmanship?" Lu Marion asked.
Siming said: "Didn't my sister complete her cultivation?"
Lu Marian said: "I still need to polish it a bit..."
"Polished?" Si Ming came closer and said, "Marrying is indeed a sword body. It really needs to be polished and polished to become a good sword."
Lu Marian looked at her helplessly. She asked angrily: "Sister Xue Ci, were you... really a priest in the past?"
This is quite different from the priest I once thought of.
Siming immediately sat upright with a calm expression. The roar around him gradually became smaller, and the flow of the spiritual waterfall gradually slowed down. The water waterfall was covered with a thin layer of cold mist in the blink of an eye.
"Isn't it different?" Si Ming sat cross-legged in silence, without any emotion in his words.
Lu Marian looked at her cold and dignified appearance, and truly felt the pressure that the gods exerted on people's hearts when they were sitting alone.
Of course she wanted to say it was different, but now that an orphan and a widower were living together, she decided to endure the humiliation and rely on this sister for the time being.
"It's still... very similar." Lu Married said against her will.
"Then, who is more beautiful, me or Zhao Xiang'er?" Siming suddenly asked.
Lu Marian was startled. She was not really stupid. She hesitated for a moment, thinking that it is difficult to save a fire that is far away. A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor...
"Sister is more beautiful." Lu Marian's voice became softer and softer.
Siming gently flicked his sleeves, and without questioning whether Lu Jianxuan's words were sincere, she turned slightly and looked at Ling Waterfall. She used the power of time to slowly stop the spiritual waterfall. Now her realm is steadily rising. Although she is far from the peak, she is obviously much more comfortable in using her power.
Lu Marian looked at the stars and moon reflected in the waterfall and praised, "Congratulations to sister Xue Ci for reaching a higher level."
"Congratulations?" Siming glanced at her and said, "My level has risen. Is my sister really happy?"
"I'm so happy." Lu Married sighed.
Siming smiled and said, "Really?"
Lu Marian pursed her lips and wanted to give a perfunctory answer, but she found that she could not move.
The waterfall continued to fall from a high place, and in the white mist, the sound of ringing roared in the ears, and the tiny water vapor that rose up hit the face, making it slightly chilly.
Movement and stillness alternate in this moment.
The water of the waterfall started to flow again, but Lu Marry became quiet. She seemed to be trapped in the stagnant water of time, and even her clothes did not flutter in the night wind.
"You..." Lu Marian said with difficulty.
Siming looked at her with a smile.
With every move she made, she had shrouded her authority over Lu Yuai.
Lu Marion's time has stopped.
"Has Ning Jiujiu ever used you like this?" Siming asked quietly.
Lu Marry shook her head with difficulty.
Siming stretched out his hand, gently touched her forehead with his fingers, slid down her forehead, and landed on the beautiful Qiong's nose. She said: "Sister, don't you still dote on you too much? All day long. I put on airs in front of my sister, and even forgot to say a word of honor, and now that I have support, will my sister be so proud of her when I marry her?"
"I... don't." Lu Marian said with difficulty.
Siming said: "You still don't know how to repent?"
Lu Marian was about to cry but had no tears. Even Ning Changjiu had never bullied her like this.
"I was wrong." Lu Marian responded humiliatingly.
Siming sneered and said, "It's not good to remember whether to hit or not."
Lu Marian pursed her lips and said nothing, hoping that Si Ming's authority would be exhausted soon, and then she could find a reason to escape.
Anyway, she has already mastered the swordsmanship, so the abundant spiritual power of this spiritual waterfall is not that helpful to her.
Siming said: "Are you thinking of going back to Ning Changjiu to hide now?"
"I..." Lu Married's feelings were revealed, and Lu Married was embarrassed, but it was inconvenient to admit it.
Siming smiled and said: "What's the difference? I was bullied here, and I was bullied at his place. The difference is nothing more than being beaten and being beaten... Ha, my ears are all red."
Lu Marian closed her eyes and realized that her ears had fallen into the claws of the female devil.
"Sister..." Lu Marian decided to give in temporarily, and said softly, "Marian is wrong. Sister Xue Ci, please spare me."
"Is it really wrong?" Siming looked at her aggrieved look and asked.
"Yeah." Lu Jieyou said.
Siming reprimanded: "You are the mistress, how can you say such things to a slave like me?"
"..." Lu Marian felt that whatever she did was wrong.
This is not a goddess, she is clearly an unreasonable female robber!
…
"Ding-deng-deng."
Ning Xiaoling jumped up to the window, stretched out her paw and knocked.
Ning put down his pen for a long time, looked there, and said softly: "Come in."
Ning Xiaoling jumped in happily.
She looked at this warm room, the scrolls stacked on the table and the burning lamps, and was moved in her heart.
"Senior brother, this place is the best." Ning Xiaoling jumped up and jumped onto the bed, rolling around on the bed, scratching the quilt with her paws, and letting out a cheerful laugh.
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "What's so bad about it?"
Ning Xiaoling said: "There are no robbers... ah no, it would be better if there is no place for my benefactor sister!"
"Robber?" Ning Jiujiu was a little surprised: "Is this the nickname you gave Siming?"
Ning Xiaoling immediately shook her head: "No! You must never tell your benefactor sister!"
Ning Changjiu folded his sleeves, looked at the little fox lying on the bed with a smile, and said, "How are you getting along with Si Ming these two days? Si Ming didn't bully Xiao Ling, right?"
"No... no." Ning Xiaoling hesitated: "My benefactor sister and the master also get along very harmoniously."
Ning Changjiu smiled, probably guessing how arrogant Si Ming had been in the past two days.
"Wait until senior brother is finished with matters related to the Kingdom of Hades, then help Xiaoling fight the bandits, okay?" Ning Jiujiu said with a smile.
Ning Xiaoling felt helpless listening to these coaxing words. She didn't dare to agree casually. She just said weakly: "Thank you for your hard work, senior brother."
Ning looked at these books for a long time and had a headache. He sighed and said slowly: "Xiao Ling, this Nine Nether Palace may become your residence in a while. At that time, this will be the new Nether Palace. You need to sit here. Take over the powers of the underworld scattered in the world.”
"Are you alone?" Ning Xiaoling asked worriedly.
Ning Jiujiu said: "If Xiaoling feels lonely, I can ask your sister Siming to accompany you."
"Not alone! Not alone at all!" Ning Xiaoling said decisively, with a sense of mission in her bright fox eyes.
Ning Changjiu smiled while sorting out the papers: "It's good that you're not alone... By the way, after we spend New Year's Eve together, senior brother is going to the middle of Middle-earth, and it may take two or three months to come back."
"Two months!" Ning Xiaoling was shocked.
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What's wrong?"
Ning Xiaoling opened her eyes wide and asked, "Senior brother... can I go with you? I can make a mobile Hades Palace."
Ning Changjiu said: "The place I want to go to is Tianbang, and only one person can sit in Tianbang."
Ning Xiaoling thought to herself, senior brother, I still have a place to take refuge while you are here. If you leave for two months, the bandit sister will not take me and my master...
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said, "Don't worry, before I leave, I will tell your benefactor sister to stop bullying you."
Ning Xiaoling looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Senior brother, what is your... relationship with your benefactor sister?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "What does it have to do with it? Don't think nonsense."
Ning Xiaoling said: "I don't believe it! She is so domineering, and my senior brother doesn't care about her. She must be a well-connected person!"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Aren't I more worried about Xiaoling's safety?"
Ning Xiaoling looked at the piles of books, feeling distressed, and said nothing. She just hid silently and took care of herself, combing her nine tails, and said: "Senior brother, my benefactor sister is so beautiful... you, really not Are you tempted?"
Ning Jiujiu asked calmly: "In Xiaoling's heart, is senior brother the kind of person who can take advantage of others casually?"
Ning Xiaoling looked at him silently.
Although she was very reluctant to admit it, sister Xiang'er, marrying master and... sister benefactor, which one is not a great beauty with a beautiful country? Although Senior Brother always considers himself a gentleman, this argument seems to be becoming less and less convincing.
"Of course not!" Ning Xiaoling said firmly.
"That's fine." Ning Jiujiu said leisurely: "Senior brother is already content with Xiang'er, Marry and my junior sister. No matter how beautiful Miss Si Ming is, what does it have to do with me? Now I am just a chance friend with her. That’s all.”
"Real or false..." Ning Xiaoling didn't believe it. After all, she had heard her senior brother say with her own ears, "Only those who are not afraid of death will marry Zhao Xiang'er for beauty" and "Lu Marian has always been someone I respect." "Teacher" and the like.
It's not just a day or two since senior brother went back on his word.
But if Sister Siming really becomes senior brother's third wife... Then she will meet Sister Xiang'er and she will be restless day and night.
Ning looked at the little fox for a long time and said, "Now you don't even believe what your senior brother says?"
"I believe it!" Ning Xiaoling said seriously.
She curled up in the quilt silently, looking at her senior brother who was reading a book seriously, and didn't want to go out.
"New Year's Eve is only a few days away." Ning Jiujiu suddenly said.
"Yes." Ning Xiaoling recalled: "We spent New Year's Eve three years ago in Linhe City. We originally agreed to go to the Lantern Festival... It's a pity that something like that happened."
Ning Jiujiu said: "No one will bother us anymore this year."
"Yeah!" Ning Xiaoling said: "We can go to Yishang Street together. It's very prosperous there. Xiaoling will show senior brother the way!"
…
That night, Siming, as the sect leader, unlocked the formation that enveloped the Ancient Spirit Sect.
The human snowflakes fell in and fell into the empty sect.
On the building with ink eaves and blue tiles, Si Ming tapped the eaves with her tiptoes, her figure as quiet as the waves in the night. She looked at the still clear moon in the snowy sky and fell into deep thought.
Lu Marian held her sword and stared at the woman looking at the moon in the pavilion, her steps paused slightly.
She originally wanted to take advantage of Si Ming's absence to secretly go to Xun Ning for a long time, but she never thought that Si Ming would shamelessly block the road.
Siming withdrew his gaze from the moon.
She looked into the snowflakes, the shadow that was colder than snow and quieter than plum blossoms, and smiled: "Sister Marry, where are you going?"
Today, Lu Jianjian was bullied into submission by Si Ming.
Lu Marry looked at Jiuyou Palace, which was very close at hand, pursed her lips, and after a moment, she weakly said, "I... came to find my sister."
"So that's it." Siming smiled.
They all knew it.
Siming lightly jumped down from the eaves and came to Lu Yuai.
"What are you doing looking for sister?" Siming asked.
Lu Marian lowered her head, her brows gentle and she gritted her teeth and said, "I couldn't understand some sword moves during the day, so I asked my sister for advice."
Si Mingbing narrowed his eyes slightly, reached out and poked her between the eyebrows, and said: "Okay, sister will teach you well tonight."
"Sister Lao Xueci." Lu Marian bowed.
She raised her head and looked at the tall building at the end of the snowy road, feeling like crying without tears.
Just as Si Ming was about to lead her away, the door of Jiuyou Palace suddenly opened.
A glimmer of light fell into the night.
In the light and warm candlelight, the flying snow became more realistic.
Ning Changjiu walked out slowly in loose white clothes and said, "Miss Si Ming, where are you taking the bride to?"
Siming said: "Teaching my sister swordsmanship, what's wrong? Do you have any objections?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "I also have something to do to find a wife."
Siming looked at Lu Jianjie and said, "Who do you want to go with?"
Lu Marry pretended to hesitate, and after giving Si Ming some face, she immediately walked towards the direction of Jiuyou Palace.
Si Ming looked at Lu Wenwen's back and felt a little angry, and said to himself: "There is no chance for a female college student to stay."
Ning looked at Siming for a long time and asked with a smile: "It's cold outside, Miss Siming, do you want to come with us to keep warm?"
Siming didn't want to be retaliated by them.
She said quietly: "No need, I have something else to do."
As he spoke, the woman's figure flickered in the night, as if it had turned into a piece of light snow, scattered in the darkness with the wind.
Lu Marion turned around and took a look, then walked in the door.
…
In the dim light, Lu Jiaoyou took off the red velvet cloak that was wrapped around her body, shook off the snow on the cloak, and hung it gently on the hanger.
Lu Marry felt much more relaxed. She looked at Ning Jiujiu's face, which was slightly thin due to fatigue, smiled and gave a salute, and said, "My husband opened the door a few minutes late. Is that intentional?"
Ning Jiujiu was startled for a moment. Seeing that Lu Jianjian had changed from his usual cold demeanor, he could imagine how much she was moved by opening the door. Alas, this command was indeed a bit too much... It seemed that he needed to be taught a lesson.
Just now…
Ning Jiujiu brushed the snow off her shoulders and hair, and reminded her tactfully: "Now... there is no need to call me husband."
"Huh?" Lu Marian was puzzled, thinking that in front of outsiders, we only treat each other as master and disciple, so why should we call him husband in private? Could it be that…
Lu Marry was even more embarrassed. She was already happy to have successfully escaped from Si Ming's clutches. At this moment, she was looking at Ning Changjiu's appearance in the warm candlelight, recalling her anxiety and worry during the few days when he entered the underworld... The pool of spring water in her heart couldn't help but follow her. The wind moved slightly.
It turns out...that's what you want... She thought she understood.
Lu Marry smiled slightly. She blinked at Ning Changjiu, her lips parted slightly, and she said softly: "Marry... I have met the master. I wonder if the master summoned his disciple here in the middle of the night to... do what?"
This Fairy Sword Immortal... Ning Changjiu saw that Lu Marian was rarely showing such an attitude, and he felt equally uneasy. Just now…
"No...it's nothing." Ning Changjiu felt a little embarrassed and gave in proactively.
Lu Yuanwan refused to comply. She said: "Master thinks that it is not good for Marian to learn the sword during the day and wants to reprimand and punish Marian? Marian has already told the master that when Marian makes a mistake, the master wants to forge the sword." …”
She bit her cherry lips lightly, lowered her head, and said no more, but slowly turned around and walked to the window.
She put her hands on the wooden eaves under the window, stared at the snowy night outside the window, and bent down slightly.
The figure outlined in the warm candlelight is enough to overturn the outline of any earthly painter.
On normal days, Ning Jiujiu would be hard to control himself.
But today…
"Marry..." Ning Jiujiu didn't know how to say it.
"Huh?" Lu Marry rolled her hair and looked back slightly.
Suddenly, she was stunned.
I saw a pair of fluffy fox ears peeking out from under the quilt on the bed.
At this moment, the whole room was as quiet as Hades.
Seeing that there was no movement outside, Ning Xiaoling, who was hiding under the quilt, immediately realized that her fox ears were leaking out. She grabbed the edge of the quilt with her paws and cautiously stuck out her head. Her dark eyes looked at the standing figure. Beside the window, the figure of the master.
At this moment, there is no trace of tenderness in Lu Marry.
The cold wind coming from outside the window kept blowing, and the snowflakes kept hitting the window, making a sizzling sound. Lu Jiayou looked cold, her silk hair danced wildly on her cheeks, and the murderous intention spread among the flying clothes. Her beautiful body stood upright, Ting's figure was like an ancient sword being unsheathed in an instant, almost extinguishing all the candles in the room.
"Master... Master... Xiaoling is deaf and blind. Xiaoling didn't see anything!" Ning Xiaoling covered herself with a quilt, feeling the master's murderous intention and trembling.
"Ning! Long! Long!" Lu Marian suddenly turned back and looked at the young man standing aside with an innocent look on his face.
"Marry, please listen to my explanation! She is just..."
"Oh, what I just wanted to tell you, who knew you were so..."
"No, no, it's all my fault."
"Marry, calm down, don't do anything..."
"Don't fight me, please spare your life..."
"I have finally sorted out these books. They are related to Xiaoling's safety. This is really untouchable."
"You want to murder your husband!"
"You can hit me, but don't bully Xiaoling. This matter has nothing to do with Xiaoling... Ah!"
Listening to her senior brother's screams, Ning Xiaoling hid under the quilt and said weakly: "Yeah! It's all senior brother's fault. Master, go and hit senior brother, don't hit me."
"???" Ning Jiujiu was being chased all over the house by Lu Marion. Hearing what his junior sister said, he felt even more sad.
In the Jiuyou Hall, sword energy flickered and candlelight flickered. The several-story-high hall was restless all night. From the first floor to the top floor, and from the top floor to the first floor, there were occasionally foxes hopping around to escape.
"Si Ming..."
In the Jiuyou Palace, Ning Changjiu's voice suddenly came: "Master Priest, where are you? Come and take care of your sister."
Si Ming was sitting outside the hall, across the heavy snow, listening to the faint screams coming from the hall, and couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.
She took off the brand new wine bottle from her waist, put it to her lips, and took a sip.
In the past, she rarely drank alcohol.
She is a god, and the potency of wine is no different to water to her.
But tonight, after taking a sip of her hard work and looking at the warm candlelight in Jiuyou Palace, she felt a little tipsy.