The gate of the fortress has not really been built, looking a little shabby, Shao Xiaoli stood in the doorway, looking at the back of the sword harnessed to come to the top of the man, still a little confused.
The chubby Blood Feather Monarch was still tied to the sword, looking pitifully at Shao Xiaoli. Its posture was a bit like a roasted chicken.
Hearing the name Lu Yuanbai, the Blood Feather Monarch felt a bit familiar, but for a moment, it couldn't recall who it was. Its eyes glanced backward to see who the visitor was, praying in its heart that it wasn't an enemy from the past.
Xue Xunxue also stopped her judgment on the Blood Feather Monarch's sinful punishment and looked back at Lu Yuanbai with a furious glare.
Lu Yuanbai was wearing a standard sword uniform, I don't know if it was because of his temperament, but that clean sword uniform looked dirty, his hair was a bit messy and stained with crushed grass and leaves, and the sword he was carrying on
The summer breeze rattles the bells and the sound leaks into the house, the wind separating them from the windows.Ning long sat against the chair, the simple hall was washed by rain and exposed to the hot sun, emitting the fragrance of grass and wood. Shao Xiaoli sat motionless beside him, and when the light was perpendicular to the wall, Ning Changcheng finally opened his eyes.This short period of time was certainly not enough for him to recall everything, and he only traced the outline of that year in his sea of consciousness to prevent himself from forgetting.The grudges and entanglements between himself and a few women of the same path in the beginning were fragmented under that burning iron like canopy.In the 'dusty' flashbacks to the past, he saw the firebird fu with his own eyes.Before he became a Divine Lord, the firebird Fu was made the Firebird Fu Heavenly Monarch. This name he seemed to like so much that he kept it.At that time th
In the wooden grass hall, the light floated inscrutably, the aura condensed into layers of silk wrapped around Shao Xiaoli's body, she had closed her eyes, her face was quiet, her red dress was tightly attached to her body, as if it was sealed in a crystal coffin.Thunderclouds gathered in the sky over the hayloft, blotting out the moon, and the last bit of light in the house disappeared.Rumbling thunder rumbled in his ears, like urging.Ning Nagisa felt that this scene was somewhat familiar;many years ago, in the imperial city of Zhao, he had entered Ning Xiaoling's dreamscape with the help of a purple and gold divine talisman.Nowadays he doesn't need to resort to anything anymore.Ning long picked up the cocoon clothed young girl and placed her on the bed and couch, sitting cross-legged beside her, his mind split into two, the Yang staying in his body and the Yin hooking into Shao Xiaoli's sea of consciousness.Between the slightest movement o
In the early autumn, the big clock in the imperial city struck three times. Meanwhile, it started to drizzle with coldness.Shortly before dusk, as one side of the gate of the imperial city opened silently, two rows of paper umbrellas and reddish lanterns slowly moved through the gate.The leading middle-aged man, wearing an official suit and an official hat, walked through the gate and then slightly stopped. With a solemn expression, he gazed at the road veiled by the mist and the rain amidst the walled-in compounds.“Mr. Ning, please go inside.”Mr. Ning was a Taoist priest named Ning Qinshui, who was more than 70 years old with gray hair, still wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist topknot decently.Behind the old Taoist priest were a young man and a young girl dressed in the Taoist suit.The young man was 15 or 16 years old while the girl was a bit younger, both of whom were slim and pretty. They both low
At midnight, the bright moon was high in the sky, the gate of Xiongzheng Palace was closed. The floor palace lanterns inside the palace were all lit, illuminating the interior furnishings brightly with the red candlelight.Ning Qinshui stood at the gate and frowned.The usher was still the Song Ce whom they met in the daytime. Song Ce explained, “This is General Wang Yangyu’s main hall. Since he perished abruptly three days ago, the hall has been locked. However, late every night, the candles in the hall will burn themselves. Meanwhile, an old voice will come from inside vaguely once in a while.”Ning Qinshui frowned and asked, “What voice?”Song Ce replied, “It was too vague to be clearly heard, but according to the palace maids, it was General Wang’s voice.”Ning Qinshui asked again, “Where is General Wang’s body?”Song Ce seemed to recall something. Subconsciously, he clenched his fists and sighed, “Bur
His eyes were crystal and extremely light.They looked like the mists at both ends of the fall and also the drifting sparks on a midwinter night.He looked sideways and frowned when he looked at the crazy walking corpse and the unconscious girl.Then he stretched out his finger and pointed at the fierce walking corpse with uncertainty.The candlelight gradually faded away, and the hall was silent.After a while, the young man stood up. Looking at the rotten flesh torn apart on the ground, he made his judgment, “So weak.”Then he looked at the dying girl and frowned. Memories just flashed through his mind. He only felt some pain in his head and seemed to be watching a difficult puzzle. Then he raised his index finger and pointed amidst her eyebrows.That finger was still a bit bloody and dirty, but it didn’t tremble at all....The autumn breeze approached; the moon ro
It was a quiet night. The light was slightly bright. Ning Changjiu stared at her blankly and his faint eyes appeared nearly transparent.He had a moment of confusion.Very quickly, he restored himself to peace, just like the twinkling flame between the sleeves of the blue shirt, which appeared and vanished in an instant.“Have a good rest and don’t think too much,” he said. “I am your fellow disciple, always and forever.”Ning Xiaoling looked at him in fear.Ning Changjiu looked at her face. The girl moved backward subconsciously and touched the wall. Instantly, she shivered.In a chaotic mind, Ning Changjiu turned around and left. The light went out then. Ning Xiaoling curled up in the corner and looked at the dark ahead of her in horror. She seemed to have run out of her courage. She slumped on the bed, holding her face in her hands. Tears overflowed between her pale and dry fingers.Bang.
The Jiuling Tower was as tall as a hill, with thousands of stone steps winding upwards. At the top of it, a copper statue of a colossal bird flying could be vaguely seen.That was the place where the imperial family of the state of Zhao held the memorial ceremony as well as the shrine for the annual great sacrifice to heaven.The bottom of the Jiuling Tower was surrounded by eight huge copper furnaces, one of which had already got flames in it. The turbulent flames were spurting heat waves with sparks scattered around.Even if Ning Qinshui’s corpse was covered with a sheet of white cloth, the rotten flesh and decayed bones could still be seen.Song Ce glanced at the young man and the young girl behind him. The young girl frowned, which indicated that she must feel extremely painful; the young man who dared to talk wildly just now must drop the absurd thought when he saw the scene.However, after carefully observing Nin
“Her Highness?”After a short silence, a hubbub of voices arose.“When did she come back?”“How can I know it? Not a clue at all!”“Can’t believe...she is still alive.”Song Ce heaved a sigh with his hands in his sleeves constantly trembling. His fear and anxiety couldn’t be concealed anymore.Ning Xiaoling was stunned for a while and then suddenly said, “Could it be her?”Ning Changjiu asked, “Who?”Ning Xiaoling immediately explained, “According to the legend, in the imperial palace, when it comes to ‘Highness’, everyone will not think of the crown prince, a prince or princess but...the foster daughter of a goddess.”Ning Changjiu became even more puzzled. “A foster daughter?”Ning Xiaoling nodded. “Legend has it that more than ten years ago, on the way back from the war, the late emperor met a fairy-like woman on the tower. He took this woman back to t