"Ming Xie disappeared?"
Si Ming looked at Ning Changjiu and asked in a cold voice.
The dishes on the wooden table were still steaming, and the sound of fireworks exploding was still echoing outside the building, but the air between them had gradually condensed, and the women all sensed the ominous meaning in Ning Changjiu's eyes.
Ning Jiujiu confirmed again and again and said: "There is no signal from any of the sixty-four peaks."
Everyone looked at each other.
Liu Xiwan asked: "Is it possible that I missed a mountain peak?"
Liu Junzhuo immediately said: "No, we have compared the maps around the world. The seventy-two caves also have the ability to view mountains and rivers. Mountains are not people and cannot be hidden out of thin air."
Lu Marry thought about their words and asked, "Is it possible that the Kingdom of Minghuo is not on the mountain at all?"
Ning Jiujiu also denied: "The Kingdom of Minghuo lives in a high mountain. Both Master and Evil have said this. Logically speaking, there is nothing wrong."
Lu Marry asked again: "Isn't evil an omniscient person? Doesn't it also know the final location of the kingdom of Minghuo?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Ei has been trapped in the Heavenly Ranking for too long, and his body is gradually withering. His omniscience mainly comes from the long years, and is not true omniscience."
Lu Marion held the sword and remained silent.
Everyone knows that Ming Xie's Kingdom of God has been opened.
Ming Xie is the strongest among the existing kings. Now that the gods are being killed one after another, it should also know that it is at the end of its rope. What kind of decision it will make, not even the dark master can control it.
Unable to find it in time and contain everything, the hidden Kingdom of the Underworld is undoubtedly a huge hidden danger. If it suddenly goes riot, then without waiting for them to stop it, all the people in the world will be like flowers under the wheel, being massacred without any resistance. Crush.
It may even be happening already.
The high seat of Ye Chan Palace was not impressive, and she was still working on repairing the world wholeheartedly. She believed in Ning Jiujiu, and believed that they could find the God Lord one by one and kill him, so she did not focus on the details.
Something unexpected happened, and what worried them finally happened.
The cold silence of everyone cannot freeze time. Time keeps passing by moment by moment, and the longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous it is for them.
Ning closed his eyes for a long time and searched for all possible clues from the sea of consciousness.
Scenes of fighting against the gods flashed through his mind.
For some reason, the scene finally settled on the strange pair of eyes of Sin Lord.
The devil, which symbolizes sin, spreads its wings and looks down at the earth. Gu'ao's words echo in the virtual world, and the mountains and sea below rise and fall with the devil's whispers.
Ning Jiujiu suddenly thought of a small thing—Sin Jun hated the sea water.
This little thing lit up the sea of consciousness in an instant.
He suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the people who were also looking at him, and said:
“Do mountains have to be only on land?”
…
Push back the time to two hours ago.
Night has enveloped the northern land, midnight has not yet arrived, and the lights of New Year's Eve are floating in the cold air.
Shao Xiaoli, who was wearing cotton clothes, was lying in the snow, unconscious. The pain radiated from his bone marrow and engulfed his consciousness. The snow came from the gaps in his clothes and ran over his unsuspecting body like a needle. The cold shivers were becoming more and more numb. It was stimulated in the body.
Her chest was still rising and falling slightly, but the starry sky in her eyes was getting blurry. She vaguely saw the brightest star... Was that the Roselle star
Shao Xiaoli didn't know, she just felt that she had no strength at all. She wished that the white snow on the ground was the quilt in the Hades Palace, and she could sleep when she lay down.
A hand reached out.
The short-haired fourth senior sister held out her hand to her.
Shao Xiaoli responded with difficulty.
The fourth senior sister pulled her up from the snow. Shao Xiaoli staggered for a long time before he stood still.
"Senior sister..." Shao Xiaoli called softly.
"Yes." Fourth Senior Sister simply responded.
Shao Xiaoli asked in a low voice: "Sister, are you very disappointed in me?"
Si Li asked: "Why are you disappointed?"
Shao Xiaoli said: "Senior sister has been practicing with me for so long, but my strength is still like this. I don't remember the beatings I get..."
Si Li wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't change his plain tone: "You have done a good job. Your soul became weak at the end of the first life. Now that you have reached such a state, it has exceeded expectations."
Shao Xiaoli pursed his lips, his small boots stepped on the snow, and his cotton skirt swayed in the wind.
Shao Xiaoli said softly: "But I am very disappointed in myself."
Si Li looked at her quietly for a while. This little girl, who was usually smart and well-behaved, had never begged for mercy in the two or three months of competition, even if she was beaten until she was numb and unable to move. And she was cultivating her body at the moment, so even if she was bruised and bruised, she couldn't use her spiritual power to repair it. She could only endure it and wait for the severe pain to pass.
Si Li didn't know how to comfort people, he just asked: "Do you want Senior Sister to carry you?"
Shao Xiaoli looked at the weapon box at her waist and asked, "Where to put the weapon box?"
Si Li thought for a while and came up with the perfect solution: "I will carry you, and you will carry the weapon box."
Shao Xiaoli looked at the big weapon box, his throat tightened slightly, and he refused Senior Sister's kindness, "I won't bother Senior Sister anymore, I can just go by myself."
Si Li helped her walk towards their cabin.
Shao Xiaoli stepped on the snow with one foot deep and the other shallow. The heavy snow continued to fall.
Every time Shao Xiaoli looks at the sky, he can feel deep loneliness. She has been pursuing loneliness recently, but loneliness did not give her real power. Instead, it caused countless negative emotions to grow in her heart. She could only suppress them with pain.
Back in the wooden house, Shao Xiaoli lay flat on the bed, and Si Li simply applied medicine for her.
"Today is New Year's Eve." Si Li said.
"Yeah." Shao Xiaoli responded.
"Junior brother didn't come to see you, are you sad?" Si Li asked.
"Of course I'm sad." Shao Xiaoli gritted his teeth and endured the pain and said, "But master must have more important things to do. After killing Ming Xie tonight, he will definitely come to see Xiao Li."
Si Li hummed.
The atmosphere in the wooden house was a little quiet. Si Li didn't like to talk at first, but she always felt like she had something to talk about on this special day.
"For many people, New Year's Eve is also their birthday." Si Li said.
Shao Xiaoli turned his head in confusion, looked at the backlit silhouette of the fourth senior sister, and asked, "Why?"
Si Li explained: "Because in this world, there are many people who don't know when they were born, such as me... Then when will we become one year older? It will be after New Year's Eve. So after today, Senior Sister One year older.”
Shao Xiaoli's chin slightly nodded: "It looks like this..."
Xiao Li's gossiping heart couldn't help but ask, "I heard that Fourth Senior Sister and Fifth Senior Brother were originally brothers and sisters?"
Si Li paused slightly, and then said after a moment: "Our souls were collected by Master and restored with the power of life. Those who can be restored completely are accepted as inner disciples. Those who cannot be restored completely live in Dahe Town. Adding bricks and tiles to an unsightly structure. At that time... "
Si Li recalled for a while and said: "According to Master, the souls of my fifth junior brother and I are connected together, like twin embryos. The junior brother woke up earlier, so we are regarded as brother and sister."
Shao Xiaoli asked curiously: "Were senior sister and senior brother lovers in their previous lives?"
Si Li shook his head and said: "No, we are mortal enemies. Junior brother's wife in the previous life was one of the gods who control the sea. She died in the divine battle between me and Gonggong. In the end... maybe he and I died together. .”
Shao Xiaoli pursed his lips, knowing that he had asked a bad question again during the Chinese New Year.
Si Li sensed her emotions and gave a rare smile, saying: "It doesn't matter, it all happened many years ago. We are no longer us, so what's the point of dwelling on the past? But... at that time After I awakened my memory, I did have some grudges, so when I became the apprentice, I knelt down very quickly and became a senior sister."
Shao Xiaoli gave a thumbs up with difficulty and said: "Senior sister is really flexible!"
Si Li put the medicine away and spread the white cloth with hot water on Shao Xiaoli's beautiful back. The pretty girl bit her lips tightly, feeling a mixture of pain and pleasure in the heat. She His arms slightly covered his sides.
Si Li packed up the medicine and sat back beside Shao Xiaoli's bed.
Si Li looked at the girl's slim back, helped her gather her spread black hair, and said: "I think Xiao Li is very good now, better than Luo Shen back then."
Shao Xiaoli said: "Senior sister has never told me the story of Luo Shen."
Si Li said: "If you want to hear the story, just ask the Master. After the Master has restored the world, he should have a lot of free time."
Shao Xiaoli puffed up his cheeks and didn't want to ask.
She looked at her senior sister and said, "By the way, senior sister, since you taught me a whip, when can I hold a whip?"
Si Li said: "Of course, when you can hold the whip."
Shao Xiaoli asked again: "Then when can I hold the whip?"
Si Li said: "This is Master's statement. I am just repeating it. Maybe... when you feel you can do it, you can do it."
This sentence was obviously nonsense, but Shao Xiaoli still nodded thoughtfully.
Heavy snow was floating outside, and the flimsy doors and windows made a rustling sound. The flame hidden between the lampshades burned steadily. Shao Xiaoli lay on the hard floor bed and watched the snowflakes drifting along the cracks in the door. He didn't know what was going on. Thinking about something.
"Xiao Li will definitely become very powerful." Si Li said bluntly and sincerely.
"Yeah!" Shao Xiaoli stopped denying himself and nodded bravely.
She climbed up from the bed, grabbed the quilt to cover her breasts, and then put on her clothes under the cover of the quilt.
Si Li asked: "What are you doing? The injury is not healed yet, so don't move."
Shao Xiaoli suggested: "It's New Year's Eve today, let's go to the city."
"City?"
Si Li, who was accustomed to the Qing Dynasty, was not interested in this, but she looked at Shao Xiaoli's twinkling eyes and nodded.
"But I don't have any money." Si Li felt a little embarrassed.
Shao Xiaoli said seriously: "It doesn't matter, Xiaoli is rich!"
Si Li was a little curious: "Where did Xiao Li get the money?"
Shao Xiaoli said: "Because my previous job was very profitable..."
"What did Xiao Li do before?"
"Well... queen." Shao Xiaoli reluctantly put on some of the airs he had when he was a queen, showing that he was professional: "I earned it through hard work, not for personal enrichment!"
When Si Li heard this, he smiled and said, "Then senior sister will become a national master?"
Shao Xiaoli looked at the smile on Si Li's cold face and was stunned for a while.
Si Li frowned, touched his cheek, and asked, "Is my smile fake? I... I learned it from my master."
Shao Xiaoli quickly shook his head and said: "Senior sister, you are better than blue but colder than water!"
…
The most prosperous city in the North is close to the Luo River Ferry, which is the junction between the North and China, where many merchant ships are parked.
Shao Xiaoli and Si Li came to the city.
The snow on the street has been swept over, and most of it is piled on both sides. The cross-section between the houses and the street is clear, and the side facing the sky is indeed all white.
The little boots of the two girls stepped on the surface of the fine snow, and the small shoe prints extended into the lights of thousands of houses.
Shao Xiaoli was talking to his senior sister about the story of the Ning Family Courtyard, about the sometimes smart and sometimes silly Lu Marian, about the sister Siming who was obviously very powerful but often persecuted, and about the person he regarded as his life-long enemy. Ning Xiaoling also said that she seemed easy-going and plain, but in fact Ning Jiujiu was a firm Taoist.
Shao Xiaoli hopes to trade these little stories with his senior sister for gossip about other senior brothers and sisters.
But Si Li looked even more stupid than Marry, and couldn't think of anything after thinking for a long time.
Shao Xiaoli expressed her understanding. After all, in her eyes, the image of the senior sister is that she is low-key and not vain...
Senior sister…
Speaking of senior sister, Shao Xiaoli always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.
The two of them wandered around the snowy streets, watching their performance as if they were watching the lights. Shao Xiaoli bought some small decorations for his senior sister. Si Li said he didn't like them and only accepted the tassels that could be dropped on the sword. .
At the corner of the street, the two stopped and gazed at the stars at the same time.
When the bustling city and the stars in the sky are integrated into a picture, there will always be a unique sense of beauty.
There are also monks in the Northern Kingdom. Two handsome-looking disciples in white saw them looking up at the stars. They thought that their status as monks was noble, so they pretended to discuss swordsmanship casually, and then used flying swords. Flying over them, hoping to attract their attention and admiration.
Si Li looked at Shao Xiaoli and asked, "Are you doing acrobatics?"
Shao Xiaoli hesitated: "It seems not."
Si Li raised her hand decisively, and the two swords in the air instantly shattered into tens of thousands of pieces as she moved.
The two disciples not far away stood there, stunned.
Si Li looked at them and asked, "Do you want to compensate?"
The two disciples thought they had encountered a ghost and ran away.
After a small interlude, Shao Xiaoli took Si Li's hand and invited her to watch a play upstairs.
"What's the point of watching a play?" Si Li was puzzled and said, "Are you watching them crying and memorizing the script?"
Shao Xiaoli said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's Chinese New Year today, how can I act in a crying script? The story must have a happy ending, don't worry!"
Si Li said: "Whether the ending is good or not is fake, what's the point?"
Shao Xiaoli reluctantly explained: "The drama is about other people's lives. If we look at other people's lives, we may have some inspiration for ourselves."
Si Li then reluctantly agreed.
After walking upstairs, the building was already crowded with people. The two of them covered their figures with spiritual power and sat on the beam together, looking at the stage.
The play has started for a while, but they can still understand the cause and effect.
Tonight's scene is indeed a beautiful story.
The story is roughly about a down-and-out scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam, but because of the shady officialdom, his paper was changed. Unfortunately, he failed the exam and had no way to appeal. He was bullied by the gangsters in the capital and lost all his money. He wanted to live in a ruined temple. When he committed suicide, a woman suddenly appeared in the ruined temple and saved him.
The woman was dignified and beautiful, a typical lady of the family. She comforted the scholar, and also used magical means to send dreams to those corrupt officials, making them worry every night. In the end, they had to recall the scholar according to the instructions of the dream. Find another channel for promotion and get an official position.
The scholar was very happy and wanted to get married to her. She said that he wanted to meet his parents first, so he quickly took the girl back to his hometown. There was a severe drought in the village, the rice fields were withered, and the whole village was starving, so the girl went to find him. The Dragon King asked him to make clouds and rain, but the harvest in the fields was not good, so the woman went to the God of the Valley to send down auspiciousness. There was a big mountain blocking the village, so the woman asked him to close his eyes, and then she used her strength to lift the mountain with overwhelming force. Move away, and when the scholar opens her eyes, she will look like Xiaojiabiyu again.
Later, the scholar asked her if she was a monster. The woman also asked if he was a monster, would he marry her? The scholar nodded and said, you saved me and my village, you are so compassionate. Huai, no matter what changes he has made, is the real god in his heart.
So the woman also revealed her identity. It turned out that she was one of the daughters of His Majesty the Jade Emperor. Everything was happy, and the two lived happily together.
By the time the play was over, it was almost midnight.
Most of the people were smiling when they left. Maybe a fairy would appear in many people's dreams tonight.
Shao Xiaoli looked at Si Li and found that there was no expression on Si Li's face. She asked curiously: "What's wrong, senior sister? Is the story too cliché? This is meant to be entertaining and does not need to be so rigorous."
Si Li said softly: "The story is obviously not over yet, why did they all leave?"
Shao Xiaoli asked: "Why isn't it over? It's all over."
Si Li said: "Isn't the real ending not that the scholar wakes up from his dream and hangs himself in the temple?"
Looking at the senior sister's quiet and watery eyes, Shao Xiaoli suddenly felt a chill, and she asked: "Why do you say that?"
"Because this is just a dream of a scholar..." Si Li said slowly: "Look, that fairy woman is the daughter of the Jade Emperor. She can find the Dragon King when facing drought, and she can find the God of Grain when facing rice fields with poor harvests. , she can move mountains when she faces them... But when she faces corrupt officials, she can only use dreams to intimidate her. How can there be such a fairy?"
Shao Xiaoli listened silently, his eyes flashing.
Si Li sat on the beam, shaking his legs, and sighed softly: "The scholar still had a glimmer of hope when he was dying. He hoped that a fairy could save him, but no fairy would save him. People he has never met... The scholar saw the corruption of the officials in the capital. It was a huge and intricate thing. He was unable to fight against it and couldn't think of a way to fight against it. So even the fairy he imagined could move mountains and seas had to face the ugly people. It’s so powerless at times.”
Shao Xiaoli thought along her words and felt that what she said was right. Everything in front of him seemed to be just a dream. After waking up from the dream, the temple was still damaged by wind and snow. The next day, someone opened the temple door and saw a body. The scholar's body hanging from the rafters.
"So that's it..." Shao Xiaoli said softly.
Si Li covered his lips and asked, "Did I ruin the atmosphere?"
"No." Shao Xiaoli forced a smile and said: "Master said, we must embrace the truth."
Si Li looked at her face and said, "Did you learn your smile from Master?"
The smile on Shao Xiaoli's face froze, and he said angrily: "Why doesn't Senior Sister respect Master?"
Si Li became even more innocent and defended in a low voice: "I... I didn't."
Shao Xiaoli looked at her embarrassed look and said, "Okay, senior sister. Well... Happy birthday, senior sister."
Si Li raised his head, looked at the girl's pretty face, and said, "Happy New Year's Eve, junior sister."
The two smiled at each other and returned to the street together.
The time is getting closer to midnight.
As they were walking on the street, Shao Xiaoli suddenly asked: "Senior sister, do you have a way to contact the master now?"
Si Li shook his head and said: "Master is observing the world, and his spiritual thoughts are not disturbed. Unless he is a big binder like my little junior brother, he will not be able to communicate with Master in the human world."
"That's it..." Shao Xiaoli responded.
"What's wrong? Why do you ask this suddenly?" Si Li asked.
Shao Xiaoli shook his head, "It's nothing."
Si Li didn't believe it and said, "Xiao Li, why do you look so sad?"
Shao Xiaoli touched his cheek and asked, "Is there any?"
Si Li said: "Although you didn't show it, I can feel it."
Shao Xiaoli hesitated for a while, then said truthfully: "I've been thinking about the show I just watched."
Si Li felt a little guilty: "That ending was my own imagination. The person who wrote the script may not have meant it that way. Xiao Li doesn't need to be too sad about a scene."
Shao Xiaoli stopped slightly, shook his head slightly, and said: "No, I was just wondering if we are also characters in the script."
Si Li stopped and frowned: "Xiao Li, what are you thinking about?"
Shao Xiaoli raised his head, looked at the starry sky, and followed his own words and slowly said what was on his mind:
"If we are the characters in the play, then each of us is slowly dying... Every vigorous node is a consumption for us. We disintegrate little by little as the play progresses. Just like that scholar , whether he married a fairy or hung himself in a ruined temple, it actually made no difference. People under the stage rejoiced for the beautiful ending and cried for the sad ending. After crying and laughing, there was still My own life, but there is never a next page in the script. The story will always stop at the seemingly perfect place, but the characters in it have no future. No future is the greatest tragedy."
Si Li looked into Shao Xiaoli's peaceful eyes, and the starry sky became flat in her eyes, like whirlpools.
"But we are not characters in the script. We still have a long future." Si Li said.
"Well... it's just that I like to imagine myself as the person in the story." Shao Xiaoli lowered her head and stopped looking up at the stars. She looked at the boots that popped out from time to time between the skirts and said softly: "If I were the person in the story, then even if We have defeated the Dark Lord, and we will eventually return to mediocrity... Returning to mediocrity is the final demise of the story and characters."
"It's plain...it's also good." Si Li didn't know how to comfort him.
Shao Xiaoli shook his head and said: "Compared to Xue Ci, Sister Xiang'er and the others, I am too ordinary. If life is really a story, then maybe I can only find a vigorous node as a tomb, so that I can appear slightly extraordinary. a little."
Si Li had an ominous premonition and asked, "Xiao Li, are you hiding something from senior sister?"
The words have fallen and time has come.
Shao Xiaoli closed his eyes, connected his mind to Luohe, sensed the distant Beiming, and finally confirmed his suspicion.
She nodded slightly and said, "I sense Ming Xie's existence."
Si Li's pupils narrowed: "Where?"
"In Beiming." Shao Xiaoli said, "The enemy is in the sea!"
"Haili..." Si Li knew that Ming Xie liked mountains, but only then did she realize...it turned out that the highest mountain in the world had already sunk to the bottom of the sea! *
They were essentially trapped in the North Country. Whether they went to find their master in Fu Kuang or Ning Changchun, it would take at least a day, and there was no time to do anything.
Shao Xiaoli closed his eyes, read the information transmitted by Luo He, and said: "I can still feel the power of Ming Xiong..."
"What?" Si Li asked.
"Disaster!" Shao Xiaoli replied: "It's going to cause a disaster."
At the end of the word "difficult", the earth began to tremble.
Shao Xiaoli looked into the distance. Unfortunately, she only had the premonition when it was approaching midnight and the Kingdom of God was about to open, and she had no time to convey it to anyone.
She couldn't help but think of her past life.
At the end of the previous life, she stood on the corpse of the demon god, holding a sword and killing the water of the Luo River. She did not wait for him to come until she died facing the sunset.
In this life, a similar scene seems to be happening again...
Can I wait until he comes? Or is history repeating itself again
Shao Xiaoli didn't have any confidence.
But the wave is about to rise. It is her vigorous node, and it may also be the grave where she is buried. It is always the foreseeable and irreversible future.
"Senior sister!" Shao Xiaoli looked at Si Li and said, "I have the authority of Luohe, maybe I can delay the disaster!"
Si Li also came to his senses. She was by no means a person who liked nonsense. She waved her hand, and the weapon box flew from a distance, with eighteen kinds of weapons inserted in an orderly manner.
She looked at Shao Xiaoli and said, "Let's go, let's go save the world."
"Okay, let's go save the world!" Shao Xiaoli clenched his fists.
The two figures disappeared on the street, rushing towards Beiming. When passing by their wooden house, Shao Xiaoli's figure stopped. She turned into the house and quickly changed into a pair of clothes that she had not worn for a long time. red dress.
The red dress flutters beautifully in the white snow.
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(*: First mentioned in Chapter 168)