Ning Chang put on a white singlet, walked out of the house, and stood under the double eaves.
The shade of the trees has covered the yard, and the bright light is reflected on the rustling ground.
He turned around and suddenly remembered after a moment that this place was not impressive. This room was the place where he lived in his previous life.
Following my memory, I walked through the courtyard and around the cloister. Looking across the railing, I saw that the Luling Hall, Lotus Pavilion and other buildings were submerged in the green shade. The wind blew slowly and slowly, and I looked away. The wheat fields were still there, and the unsightly earthen houses were there. But most of it collapsed.
Ning Jiujiu turned his gaze farther away.
The sea of clouds disappeared, replaced by endless flat land.
He was stunned for a moment, suddenly remembering that now Ku Kuan had fallen to the human world.
Ning Jiujiu stood in the view for a while, then took out the marriage certificate and read it again, fearing that he was sixteen years old again and everything he had experienced before was a dream. He unfolded the marriage certificate and confirmed the three names of 'Ye Chan Palace'. After showing off his handwriting, he finally felt relieved and smiled.
The sky is blue and the white clouds are like wisps. Everything seems distant and unreal.
Ning Jiujiu wanted to go to the Taoist Hall to find his master, but when he passed by the Law Ling Pavilion, he heard the conversation inside.
Ning Jiujiu looked along the gap in the window and saw that the eldest sister and Lu Jianjian were talking about something. After listening for a while, he realized that the eldest sister wanted to entrust Luling Pavilion to Marian.
Lu Marian was chatting with her senior sister, her heart moved slightly, and she suddenly turned around to look.
Ning stood at the window for a long time and smiled and waved to her.
She whispered something to her senior sister, then quickly ran out, opened her arms, and hugged him.
Lu Yuemou had become much thinner visibly to the naked eye, but her slim body under the snow-white sword robe still had an indescribable softness. Her hair blew into Ning Changjiu's cheek, and she scratched it gently. The slight itching feeling was like a unique feeling in spring. Breathing, Ning Jiujiu held her back with one hand and her waist with the other. He came close to her earlobe and breathed softly. The woman's earlobe was red and she hummed a few times, but there was no sound. let go.
Then he heard low sobs.
Ning Jiujiu pitied and said gently: "I have been waiting for a long time to marry you, Master... What's wrong, Master? Don't cry..."
Lu Marion clenched her fists, hit him hard on the back, and said in a tone of resentment or love, "Evil disciple!"
Ning smiled for a long time and shed tears.
Lu Marian felt the moisture on her shoulders, gently relaxed her hands, wiped his cheek, and said softly: "Why are you crying?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said, "The sun is too dazzling."
When he said this, he looked into her eyes.
The two hugged each other again.
In the room, the senior sister held Fu Chen in her arms and looked at them quietly, with a slight smile on her soft cheeks.
Ning Changjiu stretched out a hand and silently pushed the window open.
Snap.
The senior sister's face suddenly turned cold.
She snorted coldly, flicked the fly whisk, and meditated.
Ning held Lu Jianwen's hand for a long time and walked through the flower field with swaying young leaves. Clusters of viola flowers were blooming on the old houses nearby. A few large trees that could be seen occasionally had survived for who knows how many years and were still lush and green. It grows as if it will never grow old. The leaves collide, the gaps open and close, and the sunlight penetrates from there.
The two sat down against the tree and chatted softly about recent events.
"One month... I've slept for so long." Ning Changjiu knocked on his head.
"Yes, Xue Ci and I come to see you every day. Xiao Li insisted on cooking for you at first, but you couldn't eat it even when you were sleeping. The meals were placed beside the bed as if you were watching them and worshiping them. , we ordered her to be removed, and she was still sad for a long time." Lu Marian held her knees with one hand and wiped her eyes with the other. When she talked about recent interesting things, her long Qiu Shui eyes narrowed like crescent moons.
Ning Jiujiu looked at Xiao Li and couldn't help but laugh. He asked, "By the way, where did Xue Ci go?"
Lu Marry thought for a moment and said, "Sister Xue Ci may be catching fish now..."
"Catch fish?" Ning Jiujiu was shocked, "I'm asking about Xue Ci, not Bai Zang."
Lu Marion sighed with a smile and said, "Catching and releasing animals will accumulate merit for you. Alas... I didn't learn this from you."
"No wonder I slept for a month before waking up..." Ning Jiujiu muttered.
"What did you say?" Lu Marian didn't hear clearly.
Ning Jiujiu was afraid that she would complain, so he solemnly said: "I say that the priest has great merits and virtues."
Lu Marian pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and said: "Let's go find her. When she sees you are awake, she will definitely pretend to be cold and say, why did you suddenly appear and delay me from catching fish?"
Ning Jiujiu didn't believe it: "Don't make blind guesses when you get married."
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"Don't delay my fishing."
Siming glanced at Ning Changjiang and said lightly.
I saw Siming sitting in the darkness full of flowers, holding an elegant flower umbrella with white gauze fluttering, wearing a snow-white embroidered dress, no makeup, but red lips and eyebrows, holding a piece of jade carving Like a fishing rod, the figure is as beautiful as a flower in the night.
Ning took a long look at Lu Marion.
Lu Marry smiled proudly.
Then, next to this clear river, there was the sound of splashing water and the woman's slight exclamation and moan.
"Hey... why did you push me into the water... It's not a sight to see here in broad daylight!"
"Uh huh... What are you doing... Lu Marion! Take care of your apprentice."
"Huh... don't..."
Siming's voice came together with the sound of the water in the stream, and the inherent coldness contained the charm of spring flowers reflected in it.
Lu Marian held up the pale white umbrella that fell on the ground and watched them chase away.
In the end, Siming was caught by him. The Priestess was grabbed by her arms and pressed against the rocks by the river. She was soaked all over, and she was afraid of being embarrassed again, so she temporarily compromised.
"Okay, okay, Xue'er... I know I was wrong..."
Siming said reluctantly.
Ning Jiujiu looked at her icy eyes that seemed to be melting but not melting, and said, "What is Xue'er doing by the river?"
Siming's red lips raised slightly and he smiled sweetly: "I'm thinking about my husband."
Ning Jiujiu looked at her with a bad smile and said helplessly: "Xue'er is so bad, how can I trust you?"
Siming's smile faded slightly, and his words were very soft, with a hint of loneliness: "Hey, I've missed you for eight years..."
Such words came out of the mouth of the iceberg-like goddess in the past, and Ning Changjiu's heart trembled slightly.
But it was obvious that after a long separation, he did not intend to let Si Ming go easily.
"Did you catch any fish today?" Ning Changjiu asked.
"It's been a month. The fish here have been caught and released, and they have all learned to be smart..." Siming was quite sad.
"As expected of us, we are not impressive." Ning Jiujiu sighed with emotion.
"Are you still laughing at me? If you don't believe me, why don't you try it?" Siming said quietly.
"Of course I can catch fish. If you don't believe it..."
Ning Jiujiu said this, stretched out a finger and gently brought it to Siming's soft red lips.
"Bite the hook," he said.
Si Ming looked at the young man's sharply knuckled fingers and was slightly startled. He immediately turned his head away and glanced at Lu Yuanjie, who was sitting under a white light flower umbrella watching the excitement, and softly begged for mercy: "Marriage is still watching."
Ning Jiujiu also repeated: "Yes, I'm still watching Marry."
The words of the two people have different meanings. The former is shy, and the latter is a naked threat.
Siming's icy eyes narrowed slightly and stared at Ning Jiujiu. After the two were in a stalemate for a moment, Siming pursed her lips and softened. She lifted her hair, leaned forward slightly, bit Ning Jiujiu's finger, and softly The lips are closed, and the fragrant tongue sweeps across the fingertips slightly.
Siming could no longer maintain the airs of the cold goddess, his cheeks were hot, the ice in his eyes had melted away, and they were filled with mist.
Lu Marianjian on the side also turned her head away, biting her lip, not knowing what she was thinking of.
Ning Jiujiu gently pulled out his fingers and hugged the woman in front of him. His hands fell into her hair. Siming laughed softly and leaned forward, and slowly put his hands on his back.
The breeze passed around them, lingering on the tip of their noses, and it was hard to tell whether it was the fragrance of flowers or women.
"From now on... we will never be separated again." He said.
"Um."
Siming closed his eyes, and the two hugged each other for a while. She let go of her hand, stood up on her tiptoes slightly, and kissed him as if no one else was watching.
The petals sway on the slender stems at the feet of the delicate snow.
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"By the way, where are Xiang'er, Xiaoling, Xiaoli and the others?" Ning Changjiu asked.
"If you want to ask about Zhao Xiang'er's whereabouts, just tell me. There's no need to pretend to name everyone." Siming said sarcastically.
Ning thought for a long time and simply followed her words and asked: "Then... where did Xiang'er go?"
"Sure enough... Huh! You just finished your love words with me, and you turned around and asked about the whereabouts of your little lover? Ning Changjiu, you are heartless and unjust!" Siming crossed his arms across his chest, and the eyes under his dark eyebrows once again became cold.
Lu Marian said in a low voice: "Compared to Xiang'er, it seems that Sister Xue Ci is my little lover."
"You..." Si Ming became even more angry and asked, "Marry, who are you helping?"
"I… "
"Don't bully Marry."
Ning Changjiu was very protective of this little master.
"You guys are just joining forces to bully me?" Siming felt that his position had been shaken.
"Sister Xue Ci, doesn't she just like to be bullied?" Lu Marian said with a smile.
Siming glared at her, as if he was threatening her, while Lu Jianjian held Ning Changjiu's arm, looking confident.
"Okay..." Siming said coldly: "Zhao Xiang'er has been with Suzaku recently. I don't know what they were discussing."
"Suzaku?" Ning Jiujiu was stunned: "Hasn't she left yet?"
Siming nodded and said: "Suzaku holds the power of three thousand worlds. She can leave at any time, so there is no urgency."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Is Xiang'er okay?"
Siming said: "You don't have to worry about that murderous girl. She is hugging the white cat all day long. The combined fighting power of the two of them is unmatched in the world. Even I have to stay away."
Ning Jiujiu asked in a low voice: "Do you only want to retreat three points..."
"Ning! Long! Long!" Si Ming's silver hair was fluttering and his red lips were even more gorgeous.
Ning sighed for a long time and quickly comforted the big white tiger with fried hair.
Lu Marry looked on with a smile, her eyes as gentle as water.
Ning Xiaoling and Shao Xiaoli heard the sound and came over together. They were wearing white and red skirts. They were pretty and cute. However, under their cute appearance, they also hid terrifying identities such as Luo Shen and Ming Jun.
"Master..."
When Shao Xiaoli saw him for the first time, eight years passed through his heart and turned into a sour taste in his nose.
She rushed over first and hugged Ning Changjiu.
Ning Xiaoling froze on the spot, realizing that her reaction was slow and she was at a loss for what to do.
Lu Marian walked to Xiao Ling's side and gently held her hand, "Xiao Ling is here."
"Of course Xiaoling is coming, I am the master's little money bag." Ning Xiaoling walked to the senior brother's side with the master.
"Little money bag..." Shao Xiaoli asked with tears in his eyes, "Then what am I?"
Ning thought for a long time and said: "Xiao Li is... um... Xiao Li is made of water!"
Shao Xiaoli waved his fist and hit his master on the chest.
Ning Xiaoling shouted not to bully her senior brother and joined in.
In the pleasant atmosphere, Ye Chan Palace stands at the highest point of the Taoist Hall, looking from a distance with tranquil eyes. Her surroundings were clearly empty, but it gave people the feeling of standing under a tree with falling cherry blossoms.
Ning Jiujiu felt a connection in his heart, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the Taoist Temple from a distance.
He saw nothing, but the marriage certificate stuck to his chest gave off a blazing temperature.
Only then did he suddenly remember that he was looking for his master...
Yechan Palace is the moon, and the moon is like this. Although it has unparalleled beauty, people walking in the clear moonlight most of the time do not look up to the sky to really see the clear and flawless ice wheel.
"Um?"
Lu Marry noticed his absence, and she immediately understood the reason and said: "Master has been waiting for you, don't hesitate, go."
Ning looked at them for a long time and found that they were also looking at him.
Siming's lips curved slightly, and he said in a slightly sick voice: "Stop pretending to be a gentleman. Everyone already knows that you were husband and wife in your previous life. It's not just you who deceived the master, destroyed the ancestors, and turned the master and the disciple upside down. Has practice made perfect? Everyone is used to it. Now that Master is taking the initiative, who are you pretending to be reserved for? Miss Ning?"
Ning Jiujiu listened to Si Ming's somewhat arrogant words and wanted to reprimand him, but saw Ning Xiaoling also raised her head, blinked her watery eyes, and said, "Yes, senior brother, hurry up and go."
Ning Jiujiu naturally has no temper at all towards his lovely junior sister.
He looked at everyone and said, "You... don't have any other opinions?"
"Suggestions?" Shao Xiaoli was very excited and handed over the ancestral box and said: "Of course there are suggestions. In the previous life, the master caused Xiao Li and the master to be separated, so the master remembered to give the master a good beating. Ass, help Xiao Li get revenge."
"Uh... Xiao Li, you misunderstood. What I said is..." Ning Jiujiu was in a dilemma.
"I also have a suggestion. You can tie Master's long hair into two ponytails, and then..." Ning Xiaoling's ears turned red and she was unwilling to continue.
"Xiao Ling, how could you..." Ning Jiujiu was shocked.
"This is Lingluo fruit." Lu Jiaojian spread her hands and placed several fresh and round fruits into Ning Changjiu's palm.
Ning looked at Lu Wenwen's soft curves for a long time and hesitated whether to take them in or not.
On the side, Siming disappeared for a while, and quickly brought a wooden cross with a suitable proportion, "Take this with you too."
"What on earth do you want to do?" Ning Jiujiu was dizzy and said angrily: "Who on earth wants to bully the master and destroy the ancestors? Do you really want to see the master being bullied?"
"Yes I do!"
The four women said in unison.
Now that there is no big enemy, the world is peaceful, everyone's heartstrings are relaxed a lot, and many random thoughts have arisen, such as bullying the powerful and beautiful Fairy of the Moon Palace like Master, and seeing if the Immortal Chang'e who does not eat the fireworks of the world can do it. The idea of falling into the mortal world has unconsciously become a consensus they are looking forward to.
In their hearts, their master has always been one of their own. Although they may feel a little strange, they never have any grudges against him.
Everyone looked at Ning Jiujiu with expectant eyes. Those who did not know the facts thought that he had been entrusted with the important task of saving mankind again.
After a long period of hesitation, Ning boldly took these 'gifts' into the void. Under everyone's gaze, he went to the deepest Taoist temple with a heavy heart.
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Western country.
Zhao Xiang'er held the white cat in her arms and looked at the elegant and elegant woman in a red dress, her eyebrows lowered and she said nothing.
In these days, they fought nineteen times, all of which ended in Zhao Xiang'er's victory. However, Suzaku had three thousand worlds to rely on. Although Zhao Xiang'er could win, he could not do anything to the other party.
"Aren't you pursuing freedom? Is this what you call freedom?" Zhao Xianger asked coldly.
Suzaku smiled elegantly and said: "This is exactly what I have been thinking about recently... If I leave now and fly to Hongmeng Taixu, will what I get be considered the great freedom I want?"
Zhao Xiang'er thought for a while and said, "At least you have the freedom of choice."
Suzaku added: "I have the freedom to choose, but are my choices really freely determined? Could it be that all our choices have already been decided in the dark? We seem to be free, but It’s something that’s already been decided.”
Zhao Xiang'er said calmly: "When I was still in the imperial city of Zhao Kingdom, thanks to your gift, I felt this way."
Suzaku smiled and said, "Of course my mother's arrangements for her daughter are comprehensive."
"Looking for death." Zhao Xiang'er raised his hand, and the phoenix fire turned into a sword and screamed out.
Suzaku avoided the sharp edge between the phoenix fire and gently patted away the flames on his sleeves. Shi Shiran walked back and said, "Xian'er, have you really not thought about this?"
Zhao Xiang'er shook his head and said, "I'm not as boring as you."
The white cat in his arms meowed and agreed.
Suzaku showed an aloof and lonely look.
She looked at the sky and said: "We are all birds that yearn for freedom. We should distinguish ourselves from the birds in the cage."
Zhao Xiang'er asked, "Why do you use heaven and earth as a prison?"
"Heaven and earth are not a prison, what else can they be?" Suzaku asked.
"It can be the home where we live." Zhao Xianger said: "We live at home, even if the doors and windows are locked, we will not feel that we are imprisoned, because we can go out at any time. Now that the dark master is dead, the evil poem has been revealed , the human world is our home.”
Suzaku listened to her words, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. She immediately shook her head: "This is just an excuse to keep quiet. We... always have to go to further places to see."
Zhao Xianger asked: "Is this your free will?"
Suzaku was silent for a long time and said, "Maybe it's my paranoid thoughts."
Zhao Xiang'er gently stroked the cat's snow-white hair, raised her head and said, "Have you finally decided to leave?"
Zhuque said calmly: "Whether I go or stay is up to me."
Zhao Xiang'er was too lazy to pay attention to her.
It is no longer possible for them to win or lose.
Zhao Xiang'er said with some reluctance: "The original monarch has a close relationship with the mother planet, so he didn't dare to kill him easily. He gave him a chance to die well, and you successfully obtained the authority of the Three Thousand Worlds. You can leave or stay as you please. I'm... not happy that traitors like you have such a good end."
Suzaku smiled lightly and said, "If my daughter is unhappy, do you want me to hug her?"
Zhao Xiang'er ignored her.
Although Suzaku had not done anything really heinous, to them, she was a betrayer after all, and she almost made a big mistake that was irreparable. If possible, Zhao Xiang'er would not want to let her go easily.
The distance between the two is getting farther and farther.
Suzaku glanced at the sky.
In the past, someone once asked the question 'What does the Three Thousand Worlds look like?'
Suzaku already had the answer in his mind: stairs.
In her eyes, the three thousand worlds are steps.
In her original plan, after she appeared at that time, she would hand over the Western Kingdom to Zhao Xiang'er and let her maintain the balance of the Kingdom of God. Then she would step up the three thousand worlds, accelerating through each world, Finally, flesh and blood and soul are stripped off, becoming a complete spiritual state, rushing into the void at the speed of light, and becoming a new level of life.
But the emotions that belong exclusively to intelligent life are holding her back.
She hasn't left yet.
Because she knew that once she left, the road ahead would never stop... Light could not stop herself.
So what happens to the process of traveling through the universe
I can't do anything to interfere, I can only watch the stars passing by the corners of my eyes, and then keep moving forward, forward, until the end of the universe. What is the difference between this feeling and being claustrophobic at the bottom of the sea
Suzaku was indecisive.
In the end, she came behind Zhao Xiang'er.
"Why are you following me?" Zhao Xianger was a little impatient.
The white cat in his arms also hoarsely grinned at Suzaku.
Suzaku smiled and said, "I still have an obsession that I haven't completed yet."
"What?"
"Of course it's to see Fairy Chang'e marry as a wife." Zhuque said with a smile.
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Don't look outside the Taoist temple.
Ning Jiujiu took the marriage certificate and walked through the familiar courtyard with big trees, passed the lotus pond, and came outside the Taoist temple.
The door of the Taoist temple is closed.
Ning Jiujiu knocked gently, but received no response.
He thought about what happened after trying out everyone's names in the marriage certificate in his eight-year dream. He was frightened and secretly complained that he didn't know how to learn lessons.
Stand still for a long time.
The sky gradually darkened.
He raised his head and suddenly discovered that where the moon disappeared, a circle of stars that were much smaller but with suitable brightness appeared.
Ning Jiujiu frowned slightly, feeling familiar.
"That's the fire spirit of the candle dragon."
The clear and cold fairy voice came out from Ye Chan Palace and fell in the air.
When Ning looked back for a long time, the door had opened. The unparalleled Ye Changong was standing at the door wearing a moon-white gauze dress, with a snow lotus crown on her hair, and a snow whisk in her arms.
"Zhulong's fire essence has been kept by Lei Lao. After this battle, Yue Prison collapsed. Lei Lao inherited Zhulong's legacy and abolished his thousand years of cultivation. The hanging fire essence will shine on the world forever."
Ye Changong explained softly.
Ning looked at Ye Changong's immortal face for a long time and asked, "Will we never see the moon again in the future?"
Ye Changong said: "One day, the lights of the world will shine brightly all night long. At that time, people will no longer need the moon. It is better to leave early than to stay for a thousand years."
Ning Changjiu shook his head gently, "Master is the moon of eternity, how can the lights on earth compare to the tranquility in the sky?"
Ye Changong was noncommittal.
She turned around gently, her gauze skirt floating.
"Why did you come here today?" Her words were clear and pleasant, with invisible majesty.
"This disciple is here to propose marriage." Ning Jiujiu submitted the marriage certificate.
"You are so bold." Ye Changong said after taking the marriage certificate.
"Disciple was too timid in the past, too forward-thinking, and missed eight years in vain until today." Ning Jiujiu said: "The sun has illuminated Yueqi for countless years, but now that Yueqi has disappeared, how can Master walk alone in this world? Lonely, I... want to be Master's only light."
Ye Chan Palace's head was hanging down, cold and speechless.
Ning looked at her for a long time, walked forward gently, tentatively opened his arms, and hugged this extremely beautiful girl little by little, wrapping his hands around her slender waist.
During this process, Ye Changong did not struggle.
This was the first time Ning Jiujiu truly hugged her after thousands of years.
Their bodies slowly pressed together, it was an indescribable wonderful feeling, as cold as jade and as weak and boneless. What he held in his arms seemed not to be a real existence, but a beam of gentle and watery moonlight. .
Ye Changong didn't express her agreement or rejection. She stood calmly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she said softly: "Behave with your hands...behave better."
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