The waves in the southern sea were so rough that its surface looked like it was covered with a fragmented mirror, and a sharpness came through between the tumbling of the sea.
The proud silver colt dropped its head, its golden lance slung into the waters, and saluted the visitor.
The chirping of the sword spirits that surrounded Ning's body for a long time continued, and he had sensed it as well, having already looked back at the first opportunity, only to see that the fiery colt pulling the cart had already stopped in the distance on the sea, and the golden-masked figure of the god coalesced in front of the cart, the emperor's flamboyant robes tumbling out over the sea.
Months ago in the Boundary Breaker City, Ning Nagisa had fought with Bai Zang's projection under the authority of his master, and at that time, under the suppression of the Boundary Breaker City, he and Bai Zang had failed to clearly distinguish victory from defeat, and then Bai Zang's projection h
After the initial blinding light faded, Lu Jiaowei's sword-eyes adapted to the brightness, and she could see what Ning Nagisa looked like at this moment.The white-clothed snowy teenager stood on the sea, the dazzling sun then erupted after a sharp shrinkage, and finally became outlined in the red sun behind him, the red sun dazzling high, this round of red sun is more like a pure totem, between which there is a golden crow coiled, if the black son of the sun.Ning long dispersed his ink hair, and his face was like a knife-sharpening under the light, with the beauty of a teenager and the handsomeness of a god, like a lake filled with the color of the sun, filled with a divine and bright beauty.Liu Xiwan's spirit-like figure hovered at his side, appearing even more vain, like a mist of light that would never dissipate.The pretty and ethereal spirit of the sword girl and the handsome and divine spirit of the white boy overlapped, reflecting the red sun, like
Ke Manzhou's sword was a sword and an order.After killing Ning for a long time, the divine sword made of starlight was unable to carry the sword intent that had not been seen in five hundred years, and exploded in the air, transforming into a most splendid firework.The fireworks had exploded in the realm of the void and had been a large blur of light in the earthly perspective.But Sword Court, 10,000 miles away, saw it.Zhou Zhen Yue looked at the suddenly bright night sky, took out her sword, walked out into the courtyard, and shook the copper bell that hung her sword.The rest of the disciples also came to the courtyard one after another, the fourteen disciples of the Sword Pavilion, excluding Liu Xiyuan, there were still thirteen of them, and nowadays, Liu Junzhuo was the highest realm among the Sword Pavilion disciples."The sword light prevails in the night sky Master's order has been given, the last days are coming." Zhou Zhen Yue said.
Early in the morning, the waves rolled in and the sky parted at first.The wind was blowing in the sky as the light came in from the distance.It was the first wind of purity, carrying the same pure intent of the sword.The sword intent came from the direction of the Ancient Spirit Sect.In the Red Mansion, the long bright candle flame was once again lit, and Siming looked at the candle flame, the ice in his eyes slowly melting, clearing and clarifying.Then, Szell felt a peck on his cheek, as if he had been kissed over by the wind.Simin turned his head and saw nothing, after a short while, Ye Chan Gong's figure wrapped in a quilt appeared, as if she had used up all her strength, she walked back to the red building and then gently lay down in Simin's arms."Master, is it sleepy?" Sifu asked in a low voice.Ye Chan Gong said, "When the sun comes out, of course the moon should sleep."With that, she closed her eyes and fell asleep
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