That night, a gale blew all night on the peaks of the Rim of the Falls.
In the sky, waves of greenish-gray clouds pushed off into the distance, and when I listened remotely from the temple, the wind sounded like a whimpering caveman, echoing mysteriously and distantly, the leaves of the trees shook chaotically, and the waves of the grass lowered, and then torrential rains flew down once again, and the heaven and earth were thrown out of balance by the winds and the rains.
Shao Xiaoli gripped the wooden medal of the inner disciple of the Acacia Sect as if it were a precious treasure, she stood outside the main hall, sitting at the bottom of the steps shrouded by the eaves of the house, looking out at a dimly lit world from which endless rains fell, and the sweltering heat of the summer surrounded her, with the occasional raindrops blowing in, brushing her face with a refreshing coolness.
A few hours ago, she had informed Ning Changcheng of her intentions, and Ning C
In mid-August, the cicadas are clamoring.At the top of the peak of the Ringing Cascade Mountain, wisps of clouds resembled a sword boat hanging on a blue curtain, pushing off into the distance.In the past few days, the torrential rain had washed over a few more rounds, and the dry heat continued, the pool cut out behind the Sovereign Hall was filled with water, and Lu Married bathed in it from time to time to alleviate the exhaustion of a whole day.The five immortal bodies were immaculate, and their skin mirrored the water, instead resembling immortal stamens that never withered.Shao Xiaoli also never slacked off, the gongfu she practiced was passed on to her by her master in the city of broken boundaries at the beginning, she did not yet know what the name of this gongfu was, but only felt that it was compatible with the Avatar.Ning long then meditated in front of the temple, his physical body nailed to the ground like a nail, while his spirit slo
Thousands of peaks towering, aura cold pool above the floating fog shadow, snow-white sword light is still like a small person, in which constantly jumping, light and shadow.The golden arrow was already on the bowstring.The bowstring is gradually tightened, the bow arm is bent under the force, and all the power is stored inside.The tip of the arrow was aimed at the figure of that Cold Mist Sword Pavilion's second gentleman.There is no particular reason for the delay in posting, it's just that the time is not right.He waited meditatively for what he thought would be the perfect time.The two were extremely far apart, and there were a thousand peaks as a screen, Liu Junzhuo did not feel the killing opportunity in the dark, she looked like bathing but quenching her body, the cold pool of water around her was boiled by her sword intent, and a large amount of white gas bubbled up, and water droplets rolled down her cheeks, like a dewy orchid that
In the sky, the torrential rain condensed from aura was once again declared.In a cloudy gray ruin, Liu Junzhuo's upright figure looked a bit stiff as if he was struck by lightning, his white clothes that were only torn because of the battle hung like wisps, the aura's current flowed over the slim and graceful muscle bundle, mixed with the reddish blood to soak through the black heavy skirt and flowed into the mud between the broken rocks.The smell of blood was blown away by the gusty wind, and only the cold sword intent remained in the air.The Silver Sword stopped at Ning's side for a long time.Like a silver finch returning to its branch.Ning long finished with a light smile and calmly looked over at Liu Junzhuo."How how?"Summer wind obviously contains a dry heat, at the moment but gives a person an unspeakable cold, breeze, Liu Junzhuo's heart seems to have something shaken, the sword generally straight body also shook slightly.
Ryuhywan left that alley a few days ago.The day her second senior sister left was a sunny day, and soon afterward a torrential rain fell, an ominous torrential rain, she watched the rain and hastily practiced her gongfu for a while, and more often than not, she was distracted.The Silver Sword given to her second elder sister was always tugging at her heart.She had a selfish reason for giving this sword to her second senior sister.For one thing, she wanted her senior sister to have a good sword that would give her a greater chance of winning against a strong enemy.Secondly, she hoped that it would give her an extra chance to win when she faced Ning Nagisa and not be killed by her senior sister.She didn't really know what realm Ning Nagisa was in nowadays, she just felt that even if he had a heavenly chance, he should still follow the laws of cultivation, and never to the point of being able to be stronger than her senior sister.But aft
The night breeze on the cliffs is cool.Ning long quietly gathered his sleeves, his pupils not seeing a trace of golden light, black and white, as clear as the stars in the sky that had been silent for millions of years.Liu Junzhuo listening to his answer, sandalwood mouth gently open, but do not know how to say, black cloak lapel edge, her slender white fingers tightly curved pressure. When the breeze passes by, the woman's eyelashes, hair, cloak and body all seem to be trembling slightly.Ryu Xiwan froze for a moment as well."It's you? What is it? Which Pillsbury are you? The Cultivating Serpent? Nine Babies? It can't be the sun that was shot to death, right?" Liu Xi Wan's brain is still a little not turned around.Ning took a long, deep breath and looked helplessly at Liu Xiwan, fist pumping.Liu Xi Wan then reacted, "You you are Yi?"Ning longingly didn't really want to care about her as he looked at Liu Junzhuo and said, "Why would Mi
When Ning long walked out of the cave, the moist clouds lingering over the Thousand Peaks finally dissipated, and the forested mountains turned clear. The feathers of the Golden Crow were plated with light as it swept back and forth between the peaks, like a sword slicing and dicing at breakneck speed.The golden sword-light eventually came to rest on Ning's shoulders for a long time.The Remnant Peak was empty when Liu Junzhuo stepped out of the cave. She had a dice cupped in her hand, her fingertips rubbing over the points carved into the dice, over and over again.Liu Xi Wan gathered the remaining heavenly materials she used, packed them away, and casually stuffed a fruit into her mouth as she walked over to her senior sister's side.Liu Junzhuo looked at her and asked, "What are you doing? Packing what packages?"Liu Xiwan froze and said, "We're all done fighting, aren't we going home?"""Liu Junzhuo said helplessly, "Did Senior Sister come he
When Shao Xiaoli came out of the gate, the afterglow and sunset light happened to flow through the latticework onto her cheeks, reflecting the faint green complex, and the hazy dust floating in the beam of light seemed like fluttering glow-in-the-dark insects.The room had a simple layout, with a wooden frame propped up on her side and the blood red dress hanging from it.Shao Xiaoli was wearing a simple and pure white dress, the belt tied a bow at the side of her waist, she opened her eyes and felt the light fading a little bit in her pupils, and came back to her senses.She pushed the door open and headed out, the night fog had lifted from the towering peaks, and the light that lingered on the distant horizon seemed crisp and cold.The young girl walked for a while in the shadows laid out by the tall buildings and halls, the night wind knocking the brass bells tinkling in her ears with a crisp sound, and feeling a little chilly, she went back to the house a
Ning has long seen the Immortals.He expected that he might see different things when he ascended the ascension platform for the second time, but what he saw was still beyond his imagination.On the ascension platform, water was held between the stoves gurgling and boiling rice. Shao Xiaoli leaned against Ning Changcheng's side, and she could feel that Ning Changcheng had fallen asleep.Instead of falling asleep, it's better to enter into a metaphysical, nihilistic state.Lu married to hold his hand, both of them have participated in the Taoist canon to the very high point, a moment of thought, the spirit can be sublimated, in the sea of consciousness under the enormous thrust as a sharp mango break through the sky, reaching the clouds.She knew that Ning's long-lasting thoughts had left his body, but she didn't know exactly where he had gone. She just held his hand in case something changed.Ning had long since arrived at the impenetrable heights