The room was quiet again. Zhao Xiang’er was leaning against his chest. Seeing her pretty face, he felt a bit angry. He pulled her arms away from him, put her on the bed and pinched her face as punishment. Then, he tucked her in and ran out.Ning Xiaoling, lifting a hunk of beef, didn’t run far away. She was sitting on the stair with her chin rested on her hand sulkily.Ning Changjiu sat by her and took a glance at the beef, saying with a chuckle, “I didn’t know you had gone hunting.”Ning Xiaoling answered, “Yeah, neither did I expect that you were hunting in the room.”Ning Changjiu comforted her smilingly and explained the ins and outs of the matter to her. Ning Xiaoling listened to him suspiciously and stared at him with distrust.Ning Changjiu heaved a sigh and said, “You don’t even trust me?”Ning Xiaoling answered, “Yes, but Xiang’er is so pretty and you are in the green. I...”Ni

Linhe City was enshrouded in the darkness all the time. In the bleak darkness, occasionally, Yellow Spring surged and caused the wind of aura, which blew above the city drily and gloomily, seeming to wash something. The scarlet moon seemed to have shone for thousands of years and the snow among the slots of the roofing tiles had formed piles of ice. The crystals within the ice reflected the moonlight and never melted in the cold world.In an old house, the door damaged by worms was pushed open and a crying boy ran out. He fell to the ground quickly, his face full of bloodstains. He wiped his face and there was still hard rice at the corners of his mouth.In the room, a woman slowly stuck out her head and wanted to call the boy back but she couldn’t make any sound. With her long hair scattered, she held a handful of yellow raw rice, her skeleton-like face buried in the long face. It was difficult to tell whether she was a human or a ghost.

In the yard, the two of them confronted each other. Zhao Xiang’er threw a peachwood sword at him. Ning Changjiu asked with a frown, “I only asked you to practice fist techniques with me.”Zhao Xiang’er asked, “You want to switch it to an iron one?”Ning Changjiu could only compromise, “What sword method are you going to practice today?”Zhao Xiang’er answered, “I don’t know sword moves. There is no sword method.”Ning Changjiu said, “You don’t need to have sword moves after you wield the sword for a long time, you will have your familiar moves. These moves are moves anyway.”Zhao Xiang’er thought for a while and said with a nod, “You’ve got a point indeed.”She agreed with Ning Changjiu but she didn’t slow down striking her sword. The peachwood sword swept across the dark frozen earth. As she leaped swiftly, she thrust at Ning Changjiu’s chest with the sword. Ning Changjiu parried the strike with a

The bone sword rose to the sky as if a silver fish sank into the deep ocean. It disappeared on the back of the scarlet moon quickly.The moonlight shone throughout the city.The sword didn’t land even moments later.Ning Changjiu carried the injured Ning Xiaoling back into the room and took out the prepared medicine to treat her. Zhao Xiang’er stood aside and watched the blood marks washed by the sword Qi through her ragged Taoist dress, saying with appreciation, “Well done. You’ve done a good job beyond my expectations.”Ning Xiaoling wiped the blood off her forehead and looked at Zhao Xiang’er with a grin, saying, “It was due to Changjiu’s help.”Zhao Xiang’er was holding her umbrella in her arms. Standing aside, she looked at Ning Changjiu binding up Ning Xiaoling’s injuries and then asked, “That day, when I and your fellow disciple came back, we didn’t come to find you directly simply in fear that Ms. Bai wo

When it was about to smash the door, the tip of the sword stuck out of the door slot. The sword light rushed forward as if a water dragon raised its head.Then, a sword slid across the door slot and stabbed through its chest bones. The sword light stirred and turned into burning flames. While piercing through the bones, it burned the chest bones and rendered them charred.Ox-Head didn’t come to its senses. It couldn’t feel any pain but it could clearly feel it was dying. Of course it wouldn’t just wait to die. It lifted the axes and struck them ahead. Its arms were extremely strong and the axes were quite heavy. It was supposed to be a moment of flashing electrical light but a streak of more potent sword light outshone it.The door was opened all of a sudden. In the dark room, a figure rushed out holding the sword abruptly. When Ox-Head raised the axes, the figure cut off its hands and then pressed its chest forward with the long sword.