The sun was shining brightly this day, and the sunshine of early autumn was still as bright as if the whole world was covered with silver.
In an ordinary tavern, Qin Ling sips wine, and Ling Xi absentmindedly picks up vegetables for dinner. Qin Ling asked inadvertently, "Go to the underworld today?"
Lingxi paused for a while, before saying, "Yes."
"In my opinion, it's safer to take the demon king's true essence first." Qin Ling said with a smile while drinking, "Little Pluto's strength is unfathomable. On the surface, he looks like a pure child, but in fact he is not easy to deal with. On the contrary, the demon king, You use this body as a threat, relying on your relationship with him in the past, maybe you can still get it."
Lingxi put down her chopsticks directly, and remained silent for a while.
Seeing that she was absent-minded, Qin Ling stopped talking, and the conversation at the next table happened to start.
"Now the worlds of immortals, demons and humans are in chaos, junior sister, it's safer for you to go back with me." The man's voice was low, but he could hear it quite clearly.
"I have to practice swordsmanship again when I go back. I don't want it." The female voice was charming and slightly arrogant.
"It's good that you go back with me to avoid this gust of limelight. Then I will personally send you down the mountain, so that the leader will not find out."
"How could it not be discovered? It took me a lot of effort to hide here without being discovered by my fellow disciples. If it is safe, this human world is the safest. If it is in the fairy world, I heard that Cangjia's Feng Su doesn't care about anything. As far as the master's cultivation is concerned..."
The word "Feng Su" seemed to bring back Lingxi's sanity. Her eyes lit up, and she looked back at the man and woman who were speaking.
"An accident in the fairy world is at least Feng Su. You are in the human world, and the people around you are powerless..."
Lingxi was no longer in the mood to listen to what they had to say, but just looked at Qin Ling, and asked carefully and softly: "They said, big brother... Feng Su is back?"
Qin Ling raised her eyebrows, "Perhaps. Since the man promised you to do what you wish, and everyone in Cangjia Mountain was resurrected, it's not surprising that he also came back to life."
Lingxi raised the corner of her mouth slightly.
It's worth it in the end.
Now she doesn't feel guilty, doesn't feel pity, forgets what it feels like to be grateful, and also forgets what regret is; No memory loss; she remembered why she surrendered her conscience, and how long she had been looking forward to Feng Su's return.
Therefore, when she heard the news, even though she was no longer as excited as before, she still smiled slightly.
Under the scorching sun, a black bird suddenly flew over. It looked like a crow at first glance, but it was not the same when you looked closely. It flew straight to Lingxi. Xi reached out to catch it.
There are only a few words and a signature on the paper, very familiar handwriting.
Tonight, I will see you at Tingyun Hall in Cangjia Mountain.
—Nan Zhi.
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Tonight is another full moon night.
Lingxi raised her head to look at the silver plate-like moon, and then at the leisurely Qin Ling beside her, "Brother, are you not afraid that this is a trap?"
After all, it was widely rumored in Cangjia Mountain that Jingyan took Cang Yu's true essence and killed him, but Nan Zhi suddenly invited him to Tingyun Hall in Cangjia Mountain, which is really strange.
However, she decided to go to the appointment, and her brother did not object.
Maybe it was because they listened to his words and felt that it would be better to take the demon lord's true essence first, or maybe it was because they heard that Feng Su had returned and felt a little happy and wanted to see him again, or maybe it was because she couldn't refuse Nan Zhi's invitation. In any case, today they Changed the plan to go to the underworld, but reversed to Cangjia Mountain.
"That must be able to trap you and me." Qin Ling smiled brightly, and her dark green clothes were like a dark flower blooming in the night.
Lingxi pursed her lips, and only someone like him with such high spiritual power could have the capital to say such words when facing Cangjiashan and Nanzhi at the same time.
"Jing Yan." Qin Ling said suddenly, "You have to keep in mind that you—can't stand the trouble anymore."
Lingxi's complexion darkened, her eyes dimmed, and she nodded in agreement.
Cangjia Mountain was rarely brightly lit, but Tingyun Hall was empty.
Lingxi stepped into the hall vigilantly, and Qin Ling followed leisurely behind her.
"Brother, how can there be no one?" Lingxi tried to detect the surrounding breath with magic, and there was no one else in the hall except her and her brother.
Qin Ling stared at the front quietly, and said with a smile: "Of course there are."
As soon as the words were finished, Lingxi saw thick black fog rolling up in front of her, and after the thick fog cleared, there was one more person.
Nan Zhi was still dressed in neat black clothes, with a clean face and sharp eyes. He just stood still and glanced coldly at Ling Xi, his eyes fell on Qin Ling, his expression changing unpredictablely.
"Mirror face? Qin Ling?" Nan Zhi was the first to speak, and asked in a low voice.
Qin Ling is like a person in the world of Jianghu, cupping his hands and laughing: "It's just that, I have admired the name of the demon king Nanzhi for a long time, and seeing him today, I really have extraordinary momentum!"
Nan Zhi's knife-like eyes cut Qin Ling. If someone else had been frightened by his cold aura, Qin Ling turned a blind eye and continued to laugh: "However, Qin Ling still likes Nan Nan more. Let’s just say, Shangshen’s demeanor back then is still vivid in my memory!”
Qin Ling sighed regretfully, Nan Zhi's eyes flashed a cold light, and said: "It really is you—Yin Jing."
Qin Ling smiled brighter, "Yes, I am the silver mirror on Cangjia Mountain. Then do you know what the mirror face is?"
He suddenly pulled out Lingxi who was behind him, and pushed her forward.
Nan Zhi glanced at her viciously, his eyes flickered when he passed her face, and then he immediately returned to normal, and said contemptuously: "A wisp of remnant soul that snatched someone else's body."
Lingxi trembled invisibly, and under Nan Zhi's gaze, she almost wanted to hide behind Qin Ling again, but finally held back, stiffened her back and asked: "The devil invited Jingyan here, but he wanted to offer the truth. Yuan?"
Nanzhi didn't wait for Lingxi's words to fall, and had already formed a seal with one hand and attacked Qin Ling.
This move was just a temptation, and it was not powerful, so Qin Ling easily dodged it. Nan Zhi's face turned cold, the wind blew up in the hall, the candles flickered, flickering, and then there was another blow, thick black mist mixed with howling cold air attacked Qin Ling. Lingxi stepped forward suddenly, holding the barrier to block Nanzhi's blow, and Qin Ling transformed into a mirror the size of a palm, and inserted herself into Lingxi's waist.
Nan Zhi showed a slight surprise on his face, but he was not distracted, and closed his eyes to gather energy for another blow.
Black mist lingered outside the silver-white barrier, as if it would swallow it at any moment. However, the silver-white barrier is not weak, and it is getting stronger and stronger, slowly pushing the black mist out.
Qin Ling only knows a few practical self-defense techniques, such as invisibility, and really offensive techniques, but he doesn't know the same. He has the spiritual power to turn the six worlds upside down. Therefore, whether it is in the human world or the demon world, every time there is an attack, Lingxi will come forward, and Qin Ling will help with her spiritual power afterwards.
It was the same at this moment, the incandescent light of the silver mirror around Lingxi's waist became more and more dazzling, and the power was continuously poured into her body, and the range of the enchantment she propped up became wider and thicker.
Nan Zhixu didn't expect them to have such powerful spiritual power, and the black mist dissipated as soon as he retracted his five fingers, he changed his attack, and a silver sword appeared in his hand, attacking Lingxi.
The same is true for Lingxi, who greets each other with a sword.
But Lingxi is obviously not as good at such close combat as Nanzhi. Lingxi is not as proficient as Nanzhi in using a sword while casting spells. After a hundred rounds, even though Qin Ling and her were working together, their spiritual strength alone was not necessarily inferior to Nan Zhi's. They were still weak and narrowly escaped a sword. Before Lingxi could stabilize her figure, she saw Nan Zhi again A sword came over and pierced the heart.
Lingxi's face was pale, and she felt that there was no way to hide. But the sword turned around by itself the moment it was close to the heart, and stabbed through the air.
It turned out - I was reluctant to part with this body.
That being the case...
An unspeakable smile appeared on Lingxi's face, she clenched the sword in her hand, stabbed back without any scruples, and hit Nanzhi's sword straight. But seeing Nanzhi retreating repeatedly, trying to avoid Lingxi's sword while avoiding her body pounced on her sword blade. The more he was like this, the deeper and bitterer the smile on Lingxi's face became, and the faster and more ruthless his movements were, until finally, Nan Zhi simply dropped the sword and only fought with her.
Nan Xing cast spells, Ling Xi resolved them one by one, Nan Xing abandoned his sword, but Ling Xi did not, a sword was more cruel than a sword. Moreover, Nanzhi seemed to have some scruples about casting spells, and only used spells that would not harm Lingxi's body, and Lingxi quickly gained the upper hand.
"Piercing directly between the eyebrows, take the true essence." Qin Ling's voice suddenly sounded.
Yintang is the key point of the soul in the human body. Piercing the heart will damage the physical function. It is effective for ordinary people in the human world. For those who know how to use magic, piercing the center of the eyebrows to injure the soul and then taking the true energy can really kill him.
There was silver light on Lingxi's body, and the tip of the sword pierced straight through with a sharp murderous aura.
At that moment, the world seemed to stand still.
Lingxi couldn't hear the sound, couldn't feel the passage of time, Nanzhi's face was getting closer and closer, and the light on the tip of the sword became sharper and sharper. It was obviously just a blink of an eye, but in her eyes and mind, it slowed down, slowed down. , and then slow down.
That year suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the sunlight outside the seven-story pagoda was like gold. He walked towards her step by step, but was suddenly hit by the blood-red beam, and disappeared into rose petals in the blink of an eye. Suddenly, the sound of that day, the autumn wind on Cangjia Mountain, pierced his heart with her ice sword, and the sound of flesh and blood bursting was comparable to thunder.
"Would it be... one day you won't listen to me anymore?"
Won't.
"Will there be a day when you won't be by my side?"
Won't.
He is her fairy, she is his spirit master, he cannot do without her, and she will not abandon him, they will be together forever.
together forever
Seeing that the sword light was about to pierce Nanzhi's forehead, Lingxi's hand suddenly tilted, and she suddenly withdrew the spell she cast at the same time.
"Mirror face! You..."
Lingxi's movements were too fast and violent, causing her spiritual power to backfire. Before Qin Ling could finish her sentence, Lingxi fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, and the silver mirror fell from her waist.
Nan Zhi's expression froze, and he had already picked up the silver mirror beside her while turning over.
"Brother!" Lingxi yelled, and chased after him!
As soon as Lingxi stepped out of Tingyun Hall, she was surrounded by disciples of Cangjia who jumped out of nowhere. Those disciples were probably planning to launch an attack as soon as she appeared, but they hesitated a lot after seeing her face clearly, so that some disciples pushed and fell down before they could slow down their attack.
Lingxi ignored them and just stared at Nanzhi, seeing him floating in the air, with the silver mirror in his hands entangled in black air.
"Let go of brother!" Lingxi could no longer taste the feeling in her heart at this moment, whether it was sadness, grief, anger, or desolation.
Before Lingxi could fly to chase after her, she was stopped by someone.
"Return Master's true essence!" Qing Kui held Xiang Yinjian and attacked Lingxi without sparing any effort.
Without the silver mirror, Lingxi couldn't compare to before in terms of movement and spiritual power. At this time, Qingkui's sudden sword strike made her whole body stiff and motionless.
"It's Lingxi!" The young and tender voice suddenly shouted.
At the same time, the jug on Qing Kui's waist suddenly grew bigger, and he circled and hit his sword-holding hand. When his arm bent, the sword missed.
Qing Kui froze, put away his item and looked back at Ling Xi, at that glance, surprise, sorrow, ecstasy, and disbelief suddenly appeared in his eyes. He looked up at Nan Zhi hanging in the air, as if expecting to get an answer from him.
Nan Zhi's face looked extraordinarily clear on the brightly lit Cangjia Mountain. The light did not dissolve the coldness on his face, and Qing Kui's eyes did not make his expression loose. He was holding the silver mirror in his hand, and his black hair was messed up by the night wind. Move, people... do as you please."
Hearing this sentence, Lingxi couldn't help laughing.
It's really a trap.
Cangjia Mountain actually cooperated with the Demon Lord sometimes, and she was willing to fall into the trap, and even sent her brother to her by herself.
"Mirror face?" Qing Kui asked almost gritted teeth, all the emotions in Qing Kui's eyes were replaced by hatred.
Lingxi just laughed, trying her best to laugh.
Jiu Sheng was floating in the air at a loss, the person in front of him was obviously Lingxi...
Qing Kui raised Xiang Yinjian again, with only hatred in his eyes, "Get out of Lingxi's body!"
Before the words fell, people had already attacked Lingxi.
Lingxi without the silver mirror is just a "person" with remnant souls residing in a body full of broken souls. It can't even compare to when there were only two souls and three souls back then, so how could it be Qing Kui's opponent.
After only ten moves, she felt that she was about to float out of this body, but Qing Kui's offensive still continued, perhaps because he didn't want to hurt this body, after a few moves, he also put away Xiang Yin and directly cast spells to force Lingxi's soul go out.
Lingxi's whole body was wrapped in a wave of heat, the longer the time, the higher the heat, but after a while, her whole body seemed to be burning in a raging fire. The broken soul inside her screamed and repelled to drive her out, and her own soul struggled to escape the pain.
But she doesn't want to.
Why
This is her body, why should she give it up to others
Why is she going out when everyone wants her out
Lingxi, who has no conscience, why should she take other people's feelings into consideration
However, even if he doesn't want to, is unwilling, and doesn't want to, his soul can't stand the burning of the real fire. Qing Kui not only wants to drive her out of the body, but also wants to use the real fire to burn her to death.
Suddenly, Lingxi, who was surrounded by firelight, shed tears all over her face.
She remembered that Senior Brother Qing Kui was most afraid of her crying.
It had been many years since she had cried in front of him.
My brother said that she has no conscience, not a heart, so she still feels distressed.
At this moment, she saw Qing Kui's resentful face through the firelight, and her heart ached, so much so that tears flowed out uncontrollably.
"Qing Kui... senior brother..."
Lingxi called him silently, feeling that her soul was slowly floating up, but her body suddenly became cold, the burning pain disappeared, and there was a jolt, as if she had returned to her body again.
Lingxi fell to the ground, opened her eyes, and saw a white dress stepping on the moon in a mist.
Such a scene is so familiar.
Familiar with the tip of her nose sore again.
The man's jade-like hand stayed in front of her eyes, and she reached out to hold it, just like it did many years ago-warm and moist to the heart.
Qing Kui's real fire was extinguished by Feng Su, and along with Feng Su came Qinglian, Qingnian and Cang Hai. When they saw Lingxi, they were all startled. Before they could speak, Qing Kui said angrily, "Brother! She is not Lingxi! She is the mirror face who killed Master!"
Feng Su turned a deaf ear to it, carefully and gently wiped away the tears and dirt from Lingxi's face, and smoothed her hair.
Lingxi still had tears in her eyes, staring at him without blinking.
Over the years, he hasn't changed at all. Expressions, movements, and attitudes are all as they are in memory.
Will he know who she is
Will he drive her out of this body
"Big..." Before Lingxi whispered, Feng Su caressed her hair and said, "Don't you still remember?"
Lingxi was stunned, the last words that the senior elder brother gave her when he lost his soul - "Still...can't remember..."
can't remember what? What should she remember
Lingxi looked at Feng Su blankly.
"Then do you remember what you promised me in the mirror?"
In a word, Feng Su's complexion and tone of voice remain the same, but to Lingxi's ears, the situation changes!
"Yes, yes...you?" Lingxi took two steps back in disbelief, shook off his hand, staggered and fell to the ground.
It was him, it was him.
"Do you—want them to come back?"
"Give me your conscience, do one thing for me, and then...you can get what you want."
The voice in the silver mirror turned out to be him.
It was the senior brother she had been determined to save all these years.