Three thousand world.
Zhao Xianger slowly woke up from her dream.
The dream ended abruptly.
She recalled the murderous finger of the Suzaku maid, and the silvery moon rising behind her.
It was an unknown woman in white.
Zhao Xiang'er couldn't see her face clearly, but she could feel the incomparable kindness and familiarity.
Then came the dream that Ning had for a long time in his past life. The woman in the dream with golden robe and blond hair was more beautiful than she is now, but that kind of beauty seemed empty, like the wonders of the world. Although it was meaningful, it was meaningless. soul.
Zhao Xiang'er was very curious as to why Ning Jiujiu liked herself so much in her previous life.
Soon, she figured it out - Ning Jiujiu just liked that shockingly beautiful skin.
She believes that this is not her unfounded imagination, and today's Si Ming can prove this!
Sure enough... Even if the waves wash away the sand for thousands of years, the superficial qualities of some people are still passed down to this day as always, floating to the surface secretly when no one is aware of them.
Zhao Xianger thought like this and opened her eyes little by little.
The illusion of Suzaku's trial was far away from her, but the terror of King Peacock Ming and Jiu Yu's betrayal still made her feel lingering fear.
Her heartbeat gradually slowed down from rapid to rapid.
Then, she found that the place that originally belonged to Hou Tianling was empty, and Jiu Yu disappeared.
Now she was back in her room.
After a month of trials, the girl's already petite body became even thinner. Light came in from the window wrapped in fairy spirit and fell on her tight-fitting clothes. She raised her body and her jade neck received the light. The ice muscles and jade bones are filled with shimmer, giving off a faint texture.
Outside the door, there was a faint sound, the sound of swords fighting.
Zhao Xiang'er stepped down from the jade couch under the slightly steamy clouds. With her bare and small snowy feet, she walked through the clouds condensed into bricks and walked to the door. She listened to the sounds coming from outside.
"Sister Shi Yu, stop struggling. You were not my opponent before and you are not now. Get out of the way. When she wakes up, we will have no way out."
"I won't let you touch your sister."
"Oh, you are indeed closer to her, but she only gave you some small favors, and you were bribed like this? How ridiculous."
"It's better for me to follow my sister than to follow you!"
"Silly girl, you don't understand at all. We are just my mother's knives. The knives my mother used to kill Zhao Xiang'er! She is a mortal person. Even if she escapes by luck, we will kill her."
"Don't even think about it...ah!"
The girl's groan of pain came from outside the door.
Xueyuan stepped on the patches of white snow and rushed to the door with her sword. Shi Yu was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the sword with both hands to support herself. Her long black hair changed to golden color, as if filled with electricity, arc light splashed, and A squeaking sound.
Shi Yu stood up with difficulty and blocked Xue Yuan with his sword.
Xue Yuan looked at her and sighed: "If you stop me again, don't blame me for killing you."
Shi Yu said coldly: "Aren't you always killing me? It's just that you can't kill me!"
Xueyuan condensed the snow into a sword and said: "Since you think so, then I don't have to show mercy."
Behind the snow kite, an ice crystal snowbird with three crowns spread its wings. As the snowbird appeared, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply. She raised her hand, and the rough snow particles condensed into an exquisite long sword. The long sword Floating in the air, rotating at high speed, every ice crystal rolled up is like a flying blade.
A small world of ice and snow was created in an instant, surrounded by Shi Yu, but she also summoned her own innate spirit - a bird with a long and pointed beak, and its body was covered with thunderous feathers. But her realm was far inferior to that of Snow Kite. Before the thunder and lightning field could expand, it was trapped in a narrow range by the wind and snow.
Shi Yu held the long sword made of lightning, but his limbs were invaded by the cold and found it difficult to move.
"Sisters, I'll give you one last chance." Xue Yuan looked at her and shouted coldly: "Get out of the way!"
Shi Yu clenched her teeth tightly, and her figure was like a slender lightning in the storm.
"No..." Shi Yu gritted his teeth.
There was no emotion in Xue Yuan's pupils, "Since you are so stubborn, just die with your sister Zhao."
The snow sword was like a throw, screaming through the air.
Shi Yu's pupils shrank suddenly.
When the sword reached in front of him, heavy snow suddenly condensed in the sky.
Zhao Xiang'er had changed into a black outfit that was still stained with blood. She had taken a shower and put on a white singlet and pants. Her figure was tall and straight, and her long black hair fell straight down like a cliff, vertically. The edge of the hip is just covering the end of the thigh, fluttering in the cold wind and broken snow.
When Xue Yuan's sword came, Zhao Xiang'er stopped in front of Shi Yu, stretched out a finger, and blocked the sword.
Zhao Xiang'er looked at the sword expressionlessly, the ice and snow melting in his eyes.
Xueyuan was shocked, but instead of turning around and running away, she pounced on him desperately.
Zhao Xiang'er stretched out her hand and grabbed Xue Yuan's neck.
At the same time, Zhao Xiang'er's hand behind his back also moved.
She clamped the sword again.
It was a sword made of thunder and lightning.
"You want to kill me too?" Zhao Xiang'er turned his head and glanced at Shi Yu lightly. Shi Yu was kneeling on the ground, and the hand holding the back of the sword to stab Xue Yuan was still trembling.
"Sister... I... Mother asked us to wait until you wake up..." Shi Yu didn't know how to explain.
"Are you waiting for me to wake up?" Zhao Xiang'er looked at the sword and muttered to herself, "Is this Suzaku's last sword..."
She broke the sword.
Zhao Xiang'er threw Xue Yuan to the ground, and then threw the broken thunder sword into the girl's arms.
She spoke as usual: "Okay, you two, stop acting. I will let the past be forgotten for what happened today. As for your mother... I will end my relationship with her after seven years."
Xue Yuan fell to the ground, covering her neck with a fearful expression, while Shi Yu held the broken sword and looked at Zhao Xianger's cold profile for a long time.
Zhao Xianger quickly turned around and left, returning to the wooden house.
She lay back on the bed, immersed in the clouds, and her cold expression softened again. She couldn't help but think of many scenes from her past life, so she casually pulled the clouds to use as a quilt, buried her body in it, and curled up little by little.
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Not impressive.
Siming pushed the back of Ning Changjiu's chair back toward the Taoist temple.
"Didn't you always say you wanted to compete with my master in the past? Why are you like this now?" Ning Jiujiu thought about her previous respectful appearance and couldn't help laughing.
Siming said solemnly: "Don't speak ill of our master behind his back!"
"Our master?" Ning Jiujiu said helplessly: "You changed your mind too quickly, didn't you?"
Si Ming looked in the direction of the Taoist temple and said with fascination: "Anyway, you are not allowed to slander Master! It's too late for me to meet Master. If we meet again, when I peel the fruit, the person reflected in the mirror will not be you. ”
Ning Jiujiu sighed and said, "But wasn't your divine master the one whose head was beheaded by the master?"
Siming said seriously: "The Lord of God is tyrannical and unethical, and Master is just doing justice for Heaven."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Aren't you and Ye Chu exiled from Duanjie City for seven hundred years because of Master?"
Siming sighed deeply: "This is an experience arranged by Master with good intentions, in order to polish my character."
Ning Jiujiu frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "You said that because Master can hear it, right?"
Si Ming's cold and firm face couldn't hold back any longer. She raised her slender jade finger and knocked Ning Jiujiu on the head. She gritted her teeth and said, "You know and you still ask?! Do you want to bully me, or do you want to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor?" "
Ning Jiujiu didn't dare to tell the answer in his heart, so he shut up angrily.
Siming pursed his red lips and pushed the wheelchair angrily.
"By the way, after you have lived for so many years, is there anything you miss most?"
As the two of them were walking, Ning Changjiu suddenly asked.
Siming's jade knuckles rose and fell while pushing the wheelchair. She grasped the key point, squinted her eyes, and asked, "In terms of age, aren't you older than me?"
Ning Jiujiu said calmly: "Every reincarnation is a new beginning, and I am still a young man."
Siming silently twisted the handle of his chair and tilted it towards the edge of the cliff.
Ning Jiujiu quickly called out to his junior sister several times before stopping Si Ming's actions.
Siming snorted coldly, raised his head, looked at the wind-cleared sky, and said leisurely: "As long as nothing happens to you again, I have nothing worth worrying about."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said, "I really worry about you."
"What about you?" Siming asked.
Ning Jiujiu said: "Me too."
"Huh, perfunctory." Siming said softly, and a breeze blew, bringing up her fine silver hair. She stretched out a hand to block the wind that disturbed her hair.
The breeze was pleasant, and she felt a little more relaxed. She smiled and said, "Don't think about getting over it like this. If I ask you more questions, you have to answer them truthfully."
Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Excuse me."
Siming said: "What's your favorite color?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "White."
Siming asked: "What do you miss most?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Here."
Si Ming frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then asked: "What is your best skill?"
Ning Jiujiu immediately said: "Yin Yang Towering Ceremony."
Siming let out a sigh, hearing this majestic name, and asked curiously: "Which classic is this?"
"Hehuan Sect." Ning Jiujiu replied.
Siming's chest rose and fell, and he continued to ask: "Then which woman do you like best?"
Ning Jiujiu pondered: "I like the woman who likes me the most."
Siming narrowed his eyes, with murderous intent hidden. Her black sleeves lightly covered Ning Jiujiu's shoulders, her soft red lips pursed her lips into a smile, and asked: "Then what do you most look forward to doing with the woman you love?"
It should be a very warm question, but Ning Jiujiu always feels a chill down his spine.
After waking up, shouldn't Xue Ci be gentle, considerate and obedient? Just like Marry, she and she joined hands overnight and went boating in Liantian Town, taking off the master's clothes and clothes without a trace. But Xue Ci...why is there such a big gap between what he thought
Ning Changjiu felt calm and said from the bottom of his heart: "I want to learn my best skills with the woman I love most, in my favorite place!"
Siming closed his eyes, his cheeks bulged slightly, his teeth closed slightly, and he said: "There are only two of us now, can't you tell the truth?"
Ning Jiujiu sighed: "It's not the voice stone that scares me... What's more, I speak from the bottom of my heart."
"Hmph, I won't be fooled by you!" Siming Qingao said.
When passing by the five saplings, Si Ming went to water them again. This time, Ning Changjiu and Ning stopped watering them too.
But Zhao Xiang'er and Ning didn't water together for a long time, and it seemed that they were a couple... This made Siming even more distressed, so he poured the remaining water on Zhao Xiang'er, trying to drown her tree.
Ning Changjiu said: "If you hate me, you will hate me. The sapling is innocent."
"What do you know? This is called killing trees as a warning!" Siming said: "You have no slaves to control me now. If you annoy me in the future, I will kill you and marry them all, so remember to be careful. Be careful with your words and actions!”
Ning Jiujiu only regretted that he couldn't move his hands and feet at this moment.
Ning Jiujiu endured and became more and more angry, but couldn't help but said: "Even if I can't cure you, don't you still have Master? I am Master's disciple,"
Siming's smile suddenly grew. She pushed Ning Changjiu up the steps and walked through the first door. Then she slowly closed the door in front of him and said, "Now your last value is gone."
Ning leaned on his back chair for a long time, feeling hopeless.
Siming's red lips tilted up, and there was a faint smile in his slightly curved eyes.
When he arrived at the door of the temple, Siming gently bent down, leaned against his ear, and said worriedly: "Do you want me to accompany you in?"
Ning Jiujiu also lowered his voice and said, "No, I want to protect you and I can't let you face your inner demons."
Siming sold him immediately. She coughed twice and said, "Don't say that to our master. The master is an immortal, and you are the devil!"
Just as Ning Jiujiu was about to speak, Ye Changong's voice floated out faintly from inside the temple.
"Stop making trouble. Xue Ci, push your senior brother in, and you wait outside first."
Si Ming bowed gently.
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The door of the temple slowly closed, and Ning Jiujiu turned his chair and came alone in front of the white gauze reflecting the golden shadow and candle red.
He looked at the shadows outlined on the white gauze, and until this moment, he still felt as unreal as falling into a dream.
Ning Jiujiu was about to thank his master for saving his and Si Ming's lives when he heard Ye Changong's slightly tired voice saying, "Just tell me the evil story."
"Yes, Master." Ning Jiujiu swallowed his words.
He slowly unlocked the seal in his mind and slowly took out the story sealed in his memory.
Ning Jiujiu began to tell this short, absurd story:
A long, long time ago, there was a place called Eyelash Terrace, which was the cliff at the end of the world. The rocks on the edge of the cliff protruded one by one, like the teeth of beasts or the eyelashes of a girl.
Under the eyelash platform, there is a country called the Kingdom of Dayi.
As its name suggests, the Kingdom of Buju is shrouded in darkness all year round. The people inside have never seen the light and can only live in darkness. Their life spans are very short. Even the healthiest young people can only live ten years at most. Years long.
At that time, there was a legend in Buju Kingdom: There was a demon king living on the eyelash platform. The demon king took all the light for himself. Only by defeating this demon king could everyone live happily in this land.
But the devil is so powerful.
Eyelash Terrace Cliff is like a giant eye standing tall in the sky, watching them on behalf of the Demon King, always testing their loyalty.
After weighing the balance, the young king was still unwilling to live in darkness with himself and his ministers. He heard the legend of the light on the other side and believed that the Kingdom of Buju was a cursed land. He began to gather warriors to find and defeat the devil. method and promised all the wealth of the kingdom to his daughter.
With a heavy reward, Yongfu appeared.
A young man came to the palace, met His Majesty the King, and sincerely explained his identity: he was a visitor from a foreign country, and he had to live here because of a shipwreck. He had seen light on the other side and knew how to obtain it.
The king was very happy and let him see his daughter. The monarch's daughter was very beautiful. She had a pair of clear eyes and a dignified figure. However, her hair was gray and looked like withering grass.
The young man didn't pay attention to her hair. He only looked into the eyes of the monarch's daughter and swore: "I will definitely light up these two most precious gems with light. Are you willing to set out with me to find the light?"
Her Royal Highness the Princess was bored after spending a long time in the palace, so she readily accepted the young warrior's invitation.
The young man and the princess set out. He took the sword and armor presented to him by the monarch, and boarded the huge boat specially built for him by the monarch.
The young man took a huge boat and swam through fierce winds and waves, and arrived at the bottom of a valley surrounded by deep sea.
"There is actually a cave here." The princess's cheeks became paler after a few days of turmoil. She looked at the cave under the deep sea and exclaimed.
The young man said: "This is the Sea of Hope. The bottom of this cave is the deepest part of the ocean."
The princess asked curiously: "What is hidden in the cave?"
The young man said: "In the deepest part of the sea of hope, of course, hope is buried."
The young man took six ropes, tied them together, hung them on the wall, and dropped them into the sea. He and the princess climbed down along the ropes.
They came to the bottom of the deep sea, and the princess said: "I can't see anything."
The young man smiled and said it didn't matter, and gave her an ax to hack into the darkness.
The princess did as he was told.
She cut them down, and, together with the young warriors, carried them on board.
On the boat, the young man was obviously wearing armor and a sword, but he was still covered in blood and scarred. But nothing happened to the princess. On the contrary, her dress was spotless, and the ends of her long gray hair were even darker.
"What on earth is this?" The princess looked at the wood in her arms and said angrily: "You brought me to such a dangerous place just to chop some firewood back? The darkness shrouded not just a room, but the entire country. What use can these firewood be used for?"
The young man turned a blind eye to his injuries. He smiled and explained: "This is not ordinary wood, this is painted wood."
"Painted wood?" The princess became even more curious.
The young man said: "They can be used as paintbrushes. People can draw colors by holding them in their hands."
"Color? What is that?" The princess was very confused.
In her world, she has never had the concept of color. The city of Dayi is made of black, alternating dark and light black in the sky, different shades of black from the stone to the throne, or on the sea The thin black is different from the frighteningly intense black at the bottom of the sea.
She couldn't even use the word 'black' to describe it all, because that was also the category of color, but her world had no concept of color.
The young man said: "Color is light, and that is the devil's unique secret. He does not want us to discover it, because we can light up the whole world by relying on it."
The princess didn't understand, she said: "But in the ancient epic, it is the sun that lights up the world, not the color you mentioned."
The young man said: "Color can restore the reality of the world. As long as the world becomes real, people will gain unprecedented power. At that time, we can expel the devil and call the sun to come. When I go back, I will Send the painted wood to all the brave people, and when the time comes, the Kingdom of Day will be renamed the Kingdom of Colorful Colors."
The princess curled her lips and said: "I am the princess, but I have been with you for so long. If you dare to deceive me, I will ask my father to cut you into pieces."
"I have experienced the feeling of being killed by a thousand cuts." The young man was not angry at all. He smiled and said: "What's more, I can't deceive such clear and beautiful eyes. When the light comes back, I will invite you to witness it together. The birth of a new nation.”
The princess was doubtful.
The two returned to the kingdom.
When the king saw the pile of firewood, he was also very angry and asked, "Is this what you brought back after traveling thousands of miles?"
The young man smiled and said: "Your Majesty, please be patient and I will demonstrate its wonderful use to you."
So saying, the young man drew his sword, whittled off a small piece of wood, and lit it with fire.
Firelight cannot illuminate the world, it can only make light black closer to nothingness, and dark black closer to pure black.
When the wood was lit with flames, a miracle happened.
It was a fire with color.
The whole hall fell silent.
The monarch had never seen anything like this before. He stared at the flames and asked tremblingly: "This... what on earth is this?"
"Your Majesty, this is color. It is the most precious thing in the world, and it is also the thing that the devil is afraid of." The young man said with a smile: "Now, I will show your majesty its magic power."
As he spoke, the young man brought the burning wood close to the princess's face and said: "My beloved Your Highness, I will paint the first stroke of color for you."
The princess looked at his sincere eyes and closed her eyes in trust.
The young man brought the flaming wood closer to him.
A miracle happened, and the monarch could not believe what he saw: he watched helplessly as his daughter turned into a completely different look—her cheeks turned into a pure, gentle color, but her pupils seemed to deepen into darkness. The color of the dress makes people feel inexplicably warm, and the color of the scarf makes people feel inexplicably cold.
This is something that has never happened before in the whole world.
The young man told the king their names: "White, black, red, and blue."
When he said this, it was as if he was reading the most majestic imperial edict.
The young man continued to paint and told the king their names: "This is green, this is yellow, and this is green."
By the time the wood in his hand was finished burning, the princess had been painted in rich colors.
It's almost devilishly beautiful.
At this moment, she looked extremely dazzling in the hall.
Everyone was conquered by the beauty of the princess. On this day, they finally found what they had lost. The so-called light turned out to be such a beautiful and moving existence. They were delighted by the beauty of the princess.
"This is the original and real beauty." The young man said with a smile: "Princess, please remember that it will bring you good luck for thousands of years to come."
"Thousands of years?" The princess was a little surprised. At this moment, she cannot understand the scale of more than ten years, because as the saying goes: life lasts only ten years.
The young man said: "The color has appeared and the curse has been broken. From now on, time can no longer imprison us. We have flown out of the cage and can enjoy a long time."
The princess believed what he said and was extremely happy and wanted to kiss him.
The young man declined. He said: "At this moment, I have no color and cannot embrace Your Highness with true beauty. I also ask Your Highness the Princess to light the painted wood and add your favorite color to me."
The princess cautiously agreed.
According to her own ideas, she painted him with white skin, black hair and a golden robe.
He became the second person in the kingdom to receive the color.
The princess was very happy and wanted to distribute the paintings to everyone so that everyone can add color to the world.
But the young man stopped her and said: "Colors are sacred things. They cannot be placed in the wrong place. Flowers have the color of flowers, and leaves have the color of leaves. If they are wrong, we will not be able to embrace the real world." "
The princess asked: "What should we do?"
The young man said: "I will compose the colors of all things, and then everyone can follow it to add brightness to our world."
This is the last day of the Colorless Kingdom and the first day of the Colorful Kingdom.
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(It’s too late to write, so I’ll add another chapter in the early morning to complete this story qwq)
(Thanks to book friend 59062020 and the little old man from Mohekou for the reward! Thank you to the two book friends for their support~)