Beyond the Divine States Chapter 190: : Oath

"Ning Changjiu, you must not believe this woman's nonsense. Other people deceive others as seven out of ten sentences are true and three sentences are false, and then they are false. This woman's ten sentences are true for every one of them. A beautiful face is hard to deceive! If you cheat her, then when I take you away, there will be no sense of accomplishment!"

The spirit of the sword warp reminded angrily in the body.

The stronger the wind and snow in the canyon, the more quiet the shadow of Si Ming.

Her slender fingers were caught between the skirt belt and waist, and the flying black dress seemed to slow down.

She gently hooked her fingers up, and the tight skirt really loosened, and put it on her fingers, if there was no ground around her waist, and her black dress was no longer bound by the belt. , It also seems to be scattered at any time.

The coldness and charmingness were contradictory to her. She stepped on the snow with bare feet. Her jade feet were the same color as the ice and snow. With her footsteps and the infinite wind across the canyon, her loose skirt seemed to be too Must be blown away at any time.

Ning Changjiu knew that he shouldn't look at her, but at the moment when the other party picked up the skirt with his fingers, the black poppy blooming in the holiness still caught his eye briefly.

Then his gaze is like a fish biting a hook, and his gaze rises and falls with the opponent's movements, sticking to it, unable to break free.

Inadvertently, their battle has begun.

Ning Changjiu was frightened and couldn't even close his eyes. Si Ming's skirt was like an undulating wave in his sight. The wave climbed a little bit from a distance and pressed towards him.

"Ga——"

At a critical moment, a bird song suddenly sounded in the sky.

This bird's song is like a knife cutting through the sky, and there is a momentary discontinuity in the contemplative action of the Mingxingxingyun Liushui.

The fault was caught by Ning Changjiu. He immediately took out his sight. When the "wave" hit, Ning Changjiu had already withdrawn and drew his sword. Phantom stabbed.

Si Ming glanced at the sky.

Mr. Blood Feather was lying on the rock wall, and it was his scream just now.

"Looking for death." Si Ming said coldly, his five fingers stretched out, and the spiritual power of the needles pierced the blood feather monarch. With a few dings, the sand on the stone wall flew across, and the blood feather monarch screamed strangely. As he dodged, a needle was still pierced into the wings and nailed to the wall. At the same time, Ning Changjiu's sword was also in front of him.

Ning Changjiu leaned forward, with one foot arched forward and one foot extended back, twisting his wrists and stabbing them with a sword. The sword light swallowed for several feet.

Si Ming has closed her hand, her thin fingers are blooming like flowers, and she stretched out Ning Changjiu's sword. A strange scene happened, Ning Changjiu's sword seemed to be controlled by her fingers, and it started to go backwards.

"This is the law of the universe!" Jian Jing exclaimed.

He didn't retreat with the sword, but returned to before the two breaths as the time went backwards.

But what he reverted was only action, not memory.

Behind him, Shao Xiaoli didn't seem to notice the change here.

As Ning Changjiu's sword retreats, his sword intent also fades. Back to the beginning, one loses strength from one to the other, but the killing intent of the commander's forced palm is becoming more and more prosperous. With a crash, Ning Long Jiu's body was directly hit and flew out.

Until now, Shao Xiaoli finally reacted.

In her perspective, everything that happened just now was just that the boss rushed over, before he drew his sword, he was beaten into the air by the opponent very quickly.

The bystander's time has also been turned back, and then disappeared, and there are memories of being turned back.

In their battle, only the two sides of the game can stay awake.

"Boss!" Shao Xiaoli exclaimed, hurriedly withdrew his sword, rubbed his body, and supported Ning Changjiu's backward figure with his left hand. The right hand holding the sword protruded from his side, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Si Ming.

Si Ming looked at the little girl and smiled and said: "Now put down the sword and kneel as a teacher. I can spare your life."

Where did Shao Xiaoli believe her, she whispered in Ning Changjiu's ear: "Boss, go first."

Ning Changjiu didn't suffer much injury, but the other party's supernatural authority and ability left him with lingering fears.

Si Ming stood still, the hem of the skirt still about to fall, flying against his tight thighs, as if he was about to be torn away by the gale in the canyon at any time.

A small smile is outlined on her face, and she points a finger at the void.

"Be careful!" Ning Changjiu snorted and pushed Shao Xiaoli away.

Om!

The air between the two seemed to be penetrated by an instant, the space cracked and then closed, and a white virtual sword seemed to break through the gap of the space, and it was immediately before the eyes.

Ning Changjiu also pointed at it, and also sacrificed a virtual sword.

On the snow cliff, the rustling snowflakes flew out at the moment when the virtual swords intersect.

Ning Changjiu stepped back again, clutching his chest, seemingly hurt.

Si Mingying came with a curvy gait.

"Look, I'm going to kill you at his door, but what about the tortoise? I still dare not come out. If you have seen him, you should have seen the broken machine? It's ridiculous. , The incomparable thing that he spent a hundred years to build, but he has never used it for himself." Si Ming sneered, "How can a coward who dare not count his own life be able to control his destiny?" /

During the words, the exploded wind and snow condensed in her palm and turned into a new sword.

Xue Jian handed it out, like a boat of angry waves, smashing it towards Ning Changjiu's direction.

The big boat almost filled the gap in the canyon.

Ning Changjiu’s broken sword also recondensed with spiritual power. He leaped and stepped on the side of the gorge wall. Between several leaps, he reached the top of the canyon, and the big sword still went straight and hit Shao Xiaoli.

Shao Xiaoli was shocked. At that moment, all the swordsmanship in her mind was completely forgotten, but she relied on the muscle memory of the past three months to cut out a sword.

This is the sword she has practiced the most.

Bai Hong was born in the gorge and hit the sword boat. Bai Hong was crushed by the sword boat. The sword boat also slowed down. Shao Xiaoli took advantage of this short gap and immediately fell to the ground with the big sword against her. Passing from above, the sword qi stabbed people's back pain, and the violent wind seemed to explode and disperse the red skirt.

At this moment, Ning Changjiu had already leaped high and struck Si Ming with a sword.

Siming's movements were gentle, and he said a word of truth in his mouth.

Her voice is still so moving and nice, but the coercion contained in it is like a wave of air from an explosion, Ning Changjiu's long hair suddenly blows back, and her white clothes are equally uproar.

"Want to kill me? This young man doesn't know how to pity Xiangxiyu." Si Ming smiled, her body motionless, as if to be slaughtered, but after Ning Changlong approached, their figures suddenly staggered. .

Ning Chang has never seen such a fast body technique for a long time, as if he had been taken away for a certain period of time, Si Ming appeared directly behind him.

Si Ming stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his neck like a cat.

Bah!

Another sword pierced the night behind him.

Si Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't expect that this poor girl who had been so pitiful three months ago would dare to shoot himself one after another now.

And her sword is not weak.

It's just that her realm is not worthy of her swordsmanship.

Shao Xiaoli's sword pierced Si Ming's vest, but failed to pierce the black robe and pierced her back.

Shao Xiaoli had a strange feeling, as if what she stabbed was a solid rock.

Si Ming's black clothes vibrated, and a silver thread vibrated, shaking Ning Changjiu and Shao Xiaoli towards both sides.

"Would you not like this girl?" Si Ming said with a smile, turned his head, looked at Shao Xiaoli, and said: "How dare you steal someone from me?"

Si Ming stabbed with the virtual sword.

This sword is extremely fast, even if Shao Xiaoli is able to block it with a passing sword, he might be seriously injured.

Ning Chang had no time to stop, so he flew straight to the other side of Xuexia, heading for the valley.

This move to surround Wei and save Zhao forced Si Ming to withdraw his sword and pursue Ning Changjiu.

If he really let him cross the Xuexia, it would be really a bit troublesome.

In the narrow snow gorge, the two figures suddenly approached and separated, like an antelope and a snow leopard, with dexterous physiques, each showing its own unique means.

Next, Ning Changjiu's body retreated uncontrollably again.

Time goes back again.

Si Ming remained unaffected, and continued to approach. As soon as he retreated and entered, Ning Changjiu's position that had been pulled apart was approached again.

Even if the time goes back, the result is often fatal.

Si Ming drew out his skirt, wrapped it around his palm, and threw it at Ning Changjiu’s neck like a whip. Ning Changjiu’s figure returned to before two breaths. He was very close to Si Ming. At that moment, he was very close. Without hesitation, he turned around quietly, and flicked a sword towards where Si Ming was. That sword contained the aura of thunder and lightning. It swam across the stone wall and staggered in mid-air, illuminating Si Ming’s eyes. At the same time, he broke his sword. Turning around and stabbing, the divine consciousness descended like a lunar eclipse, and it was dark, leaving only a pitiful spot of light.

That's the light spot of life.

When this sword stabbed, even Si Ming gave birth to a dangerous omen of death. She couldn't understand this sword because it didn't have any killing intent, and the wind was as light as this young boy's white clothes.

But her instinct made her pull away.

The sword travels with the people, and the black cliffs on both sides keep receding, but the distance between the sword and the people is always the same, maintaining a clever balance of [笔趣阁520www.biquge520.me].

Behind Si Ming, Shao Xiaoli who fell to the ground wiped the corners of his lips, wiped the blood on the blade, and dragged the sword again.

In a twinkling of an eye, the battle was reversed, and Si Ming fell into a disadvantage.

She didn't care about the sword behind her.

She stared at Ning Changjiu's sword, and as the sword approached, she stretched out her hand, as fast as lightning, and pinched the sharp point of the sword with precision.

The killing intent, which was originally very thin at the tip of the sword, exploded after touching Si Ming's fingers. The killing intent was like a spiral of black air, which stirred the air between the two of them.

Si Mingruyu's fingers were finally cut, and the palms were cut open with blood, full of blood.

But the momentum of this sword is finally exhausted.

At the same time, a sword of Shao Xiaoli pierced the vest behind him. Si Ming's clothes were pierced a little, and strands of flexible cloth were picked apart by the sword, oozing a trace of blood.

Si Ming hasn't bleeds for many years.

She pinched the tip of Ning Changjiu's sword, and with a flick of her arm, she shook his sword with a man several feet out.

Ning Changjiu’s sword of killing was not fruitful. He also suffered a great backlash. His body staggered back, and the sword in his body yelled: "You trash, if this sword is for me to stab, this girl It's dead!"

Si Ming turned around calmly after shaking away Ning Chang for a long time, she glanced at Shao Xiaoli.

An invisible force pressed on Shao Xiaoli's chest, and her body was pushed by the hurricane, her red skirt was flying, and she rolled backwards.

Si Ming shook his hand, and time went back. The wound on her hand was as good as before, leaving no trace.

She looked at her palm, as if she hadn't tasted the pain for many years, she actually showed a look of nostalgia, put her palm to her lips, her small tongue stretched out slightly, and it landed on the knuckle of the index finger, then lightly Gently flicked upwards, brushed the back of the fingers, the tip of the tongue paused at the fingertips, and swirled on the crystal clear nails, but the light in his eyes was pure and beautiful.

Ning Changjiu clutched his chest and stared at her nonchalantly, not daring to relax a bit.

"You are indeed very good. If you were to change to other young people in the city, it would be enough for them to die thousands of times." Si Ming smiled and applauded: "So why do you and I face each other? You follow me back to the city. , We will complement the sundial together, and then I will take you out of Broken World City to a brand new world beyond your imagination."

Ning Changjiu said coldly: "Don't use these bad words to lie to me."

Siming smiled and said: "Do you really have a wife and dare not look straight when you meet a beautiful woman?"

Ning Changjiu's hand holding the sword was eroded by the cold, making it a little stiff.

Siming slowly walked to him, saying: "Here is the evil water and the mountains, the sky is cold, why should we fight here? There are countless jade beds and brocades in the palace, if we go there, Let's have a fight with gods who can enjoy the bliss of the world?"

She speaks softly, calmly, and there are countless pictures hidden in her ears. When Ning Changjiu's mind, she can't help but see herself and the woman in front of her overturning the clouds and rain, her figure is too provocative. Alluring, the black skirt is like a warm moon, standing like a jade peak, trembling towering, even at a glance, it is dazzling and short-lived.

"Ten breaths, ten breaths! Her time flow technique must be performed every time with ten breaths apart!" The words of the spirit of the swordsman cut off the picture in his mind.

Ning Changjiu nodded lightly, abandoning those gorgeous pictures.

And Si Ming has been floating in front of him unknowingly.

Ning Changjiu withdrew slightly, and after a brief rise with the sword, he stepped on the wall and jumped back and forth with the force of his calf, avoiding the three long swords made of wind and snow stabbed behind him.

Si Ming narrowed his eyes and looked up.

At this moment, Mr. Xueyu also broke free. As Ning Changjiu's figure was up, Mr. Xueyu was very loyal and swooped down, smashing into Si Ming like an arrow.

And Shao Xiaoli, who was equally injured, also used the style of white rainbow running through the sun again.

Si Ming sighed slightly. If this is the Star Spirit Temple, how can the three of them fight back? It's a pity that when I was in the Star Spirit Palace, I felt that everything was in my hands. I was not as cautious as I was outside the temple, but I was actually deceived by Ning Changjiu's clumsy tricks.

Although she is now suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth and cannot enter the purple court, after all, she was once a priest in charge of the sundial, and as an envoy of the kingdom of God, she has killed some extremely powerful monsters and smashed them. Physical body, in the human dynasty, even if her realm has fallen at this moment, but the authority still remains, what's the fear?

Si Ming's skirts suddenly danced violently.

When Xue Yujun swooped down, time suddenly stagnated.

The authority of the commander takes effect again.

Mr. Blood Feather is like a boat riding the wind and waves, and suddenly put on a huge iceberg.

Si Ming grabbed it by the neck and slammed it behind her. Shao Xiaoli, who leaped with a sword, ran into the flung-up Xueyu Jun. She was forced to take the sword, and then she was forced to take it back. He stopped his figure, his body was unstable and fell back into the snow.

And her power of time circulation has once again fallen into a blank period.

Ning Changjiu seized the gap and jumped down from the sky above Xuexia.

The white rainbow circulates through the sun, the river flows into the sun, and the ink rain is turned over in three forms one after another. The sword intent is sometimes like an angry dragon vacating, sometimes like a mountain torrent, sometimes like an arrow rain noisy.

Si Ming's face was calm, she raised her head and looked at Ning Changjiu's menacing sword, like seeing a deadly beast fighting.

Soon, her brows frowned slightly.

"Sword lock?" Si Ming lowered his head and found that on the side of the bare jade feet, snow rolled away like marbles, connected to form a lock, and inadvertently clasped her feet like an anklet. .

Si Ming's black dress shook, his figure flickered several times, but he couldn't break free immediately.

The sky is full of sword energy.

Si Ming stood on the ground, arms raised, five fingers spread out, like a goddess with one arm up to the sky, the spiritual power in her palm is like snow against the sky, crashing into Ning Changjiu, who is enveloped in the sky and the sword will fall.

Strongs of space turbulence run through the entire canyon in an instant.

The snow and hail over the canyon kept falling down.

Shao Xiaoli and Xueyujun were both set off by this violent turbulence, and were directly swept out of Xuexia.

Shao Xiaoli slammed heavily on the ground, her red dress was filled with cold snow, and her arms and thighs were torn by sword energy, and the blood flowed down the sleeves and thighs, in the pain of tearing , Her skirts were soaked with gory blood.

And Xueyujun fell not far away, his wings lying weakly on the ground, and a lot of its feathers were cut off by sword energy along the way. The two sides of the wings looked bald, and the only leg was covered. The thin sword marks make blood flow unstoppable.

It yelled, thinking about itself over the years, from Zhao Xiang'er’s mother to Zhao Xiang'er, to Lu's marriage, and now to Si Ming, it seems that it hasn’t escaped since it came out of the mountain. After being sanctioned by women, it made it once thinking that it had countless beauties sitting on the top of its own mountain, and it was extremely frustrated.

"If the Lord Bentian has a chance to go out alive, the young master must be a monk and be a good demon bird who eats fast and reciting the Buddha and is not close to the female!" Xueyujun is supported by a single wing and the other wing is pointed God, wailing and swearing.

Shao Xiaoli didn't have time to fight with the red-headed chicken. She was in terrible pain and felt that she was about to bleed and die.

Her eyelids were hard to open by the ice and snow, and the snow poured into her body melted and turned into ice water, making her tremble constantly, and her body-cold disease seemed to have come back, freezing her heart and soul.

"Boss..." she yelled hard, trying to get up from the ground.

The words were swallowed by the wind.

There was another strong wind on her back, like an invisible hand, pushing her delicate body and rolling a few times on the ground.

The figures of Ning Changjiu and Si Ming flew out of the snow gorge one after another.

Siming’s black dress was no longer strapped, and finally could not be supported in a strong aura, and was torn away.

Mr Xueyu, who had threatened to eat Zhai Nian Bu before, quickly cast his gaze, and then he scolded again.

I saw Si Ming’s black dress, and she was wearing a set of snow-white clothes. Her upper skirt was a loose lining with exposed arms, and her lower skirt was a knee-length white cotton skirt, like a snowy dress. The skirt added a touch of sacredness to her hanging figure, and the charmingness on her face also disappeared, turning into god-like ruthlessness and indifference.

"Speaking more tempting than anyone, and dressing more than anyone! I'm going to be a monk, women are all liars..." Jun Xueyu sighed, his eyes turned to another piece.

I saw Ning Changjiu, like a kite with a broken wire, hitting a palm again when he flew out of the canyon, throwing it all the way out, blood raging wildly.

"Boss..." Shao Xiaoli, who didn't know where the power came from, immediately took out the fallen sword from the snow, got up, and ran towards the direction where he fell.

Siming hung in the air, her white dress surging, her holy face was exquisite like a jade carving, and she stood in the night sky like a god.

But in fact, she also suffered serious injuries.

This is also the reason why she is unwilling to shoot Ning Changjiu outside the city.

"You really did a lot of preparations." Si Ming said.

Ning Changjiu seems to have pinched Si Ming's actions after the time, before he releases the sword, he even considers the movements before the two breaths and the trajectory of Si Ming's moves. Several times back in time, even if he couldn't resist, he didn't reveal too much, lethal flaws.

"But you are still not as good as I imagined." Si Ming's figure floated down, his hand stretched out softly, and he grabbed his neck.

Ning Changjiu, who smashed into the snow, held a broken sword, pulled up his body, and said: "You are not as strong as I thought."

In his eyes, the sword eyes went out, replaced by wisps of light like electric filaments, shining bright gold in his eyes.

Si Ming's fingers are slow.

Time stagnation.

The Golden Crow still flew out, as if ignoring the rules she had set.

Between the two people shine brightly.

"It's finally here."

Si Ming smiled, but her hand did not retreat but moved forward, pressing it up.

She already knew the existence of the Golden Crow, and in her cognition, Ning Changjiu's value is far from that of the Golden Crow. She has done so much and has not released any real killer moves, just to lure the Golden Crow out. , And then capture it alive!

The Golden Crow was clearly aware of the danger, and instantly shone through the night, trying to swallow all the darkness he could.

Si Mingjie's eyebrows were suddenly illuminated in gold, and the strands of silver hair after being plated with golden light became more like gods walking out of the sun, each radiating light and vividness.

"Stars fight, ten thousand scrolls of Yinhua... The streamer is the coffin, the destiny is the lock!" Si Ming spoke slowly, saying every word.

An indescribable field unfolded, and it suddenly contained her and Ning Changjiu.

That is a small world.

The meaning is bigger than this snow cliff, older than this rock, with eternal vicissitudes, like a snow and ice sweeping the world, freezing everything in the domain.

Ning Changjiu felt that his mind had also cooled down with the temperature.

The Golden Crow bursts with a radiant light, and wants to compete with it, but the light has no temperature.

Si Ming's face was also pale as paper.

This is the highest authority she can call at the moment.

The Golden Crow was imprisoned in a real time cage. Its crown feathers exploded, its wings fluttered, and it made a painful hiss, and the golden light of ten thousand meters dimmed a little bit.

In Ning Changjiu's vision, he suddenly had an illusion.

Behind Si Ming, the snow gorge seemed to have begun to collapse, and then turned into a sea, and then the sea gradually dried up, rising up the mountains, and his heart seemed to have gone through countless years, the ancient well has no waves, and his body It also seems to be old and turn to dust.

"Ning Changjiu! Wake up!" The shout of the spirit of the sword drew back his thoughts.

After Ning returned to his senses for a long time, he found that his fingers were really wrinkled.

"This woman is a real liar!" The spirit of the sword said in horror: "This field is her world, with ten thousand years of time and space laws, you are almost deceived by her... When you think you really see After the vicissitudes of life, when you are going to die here, your body will believe it, and then you really start to grow old..."

This is a real deception.

Fortunately, Ning broke free in time for a long time, otherwise he will believe the fact that he is getting old, and then quickly grow old and die!

"Not bad." Si Ming grabbed the Golden Crow, and his frosty eyes fell on him, approvingly said: "I can take the initiative to break free from here, it seems that after a thousand years, even if you are reincarnated Countless, your mental power is not weak."

Ning Changjiu immediately clung to his heart, ignoring the magnificent picture of the vicissitudes of life in his eyes, and only used his feelings to shoot his sword towards Si Ming.

The two figures separated quickly after the scuffle and entanglement. Between the rabbits and the falcons, the golden crow's light was already like a falling tide, all flowing back into its body, and the sound of struggling was also weakened.

Siming smiled and said: "You don't want to be my sun, so I have to confiscate your little bird...and it's also because the golden crow is young. If it's a big bird, I really don't know how to spit it. That's it."

Ning Changjiu's sword was opened by her directly with the back of her hand. He stabilized his figure, and after a short pause, he continued to push towards Si Ming. He said: "What are you pretending? Are you not the end of the force now? You have the ability? You killed me!"

"I still have a question before I kill you." Si Ming's face turned slightly cold, and she said: "Today you used your painter to speak out, saying that it will be a day... Oh, I don't know what the next words are. What?"

Ning Changjiu can't be distracted to compete with her to make a relative taunt. He must break through the realm of life as soon as possible to let the Golden Crow get out.

He took a deep breath, and when the next sword struck, he stretched his hand to his waist, took out the branch from the cloth bag, and smashed it directly.

Si Ming's face changed slightly.

She has been paying attention to this dead branch for a long time, but she only regards it as a useful magic weapon, and never feels that it is really powerful.

At this moment, Ning Changjiu took it out when life and death were at stake, and Si Ming paid more attention to it.

She reached out and grabbed it, trying to **** it.

Hey!

The jade fingers collided with the dead branches, and Si Ming's fingers shrank and he made a painful grunt.

Her icy pupils are full of killing intent.

Her fingers can directly open and smash the sword, but when she encountered this dead branch of unknown material, she was beaten in pain.

Although Ning Changjiu's mouth was numb from the shock, he did not let go. Instead, he waved countless afterimages and beat him arbitrarily at Si Ming.

Si Ming didn't dare to resist head-on, she directly stretched out her hand, grabbed with her backhand, and dragged Shao Xiaoli, who was seriously injured to the ground, to her.

Ning Changjiu was forced to stop.

"You have feelings for this little girl, don't you?" Si Ming grabbed her neck. She was suffering from breathing, her delicate cheeks were bloodless, and the blood dyed her red skirt even more red. .

Ning Changjiu said: "As you are, why do such shameless things?"

Si Ming said: "If it were me in the past, of course I would disdain. The goddess only asks about the secrets, not the personnel, let alone this kind of yellow-haired girl. But now...heh, you must have never experienced that kind of falling dust and cultivation. Loss, all the feeling of coming back, if you experience it one day, you will be able to feel my pain."

Ning Changjiu gently shook his head: "Your pain has caused you to fall, but I am willing to come back one by one. This is what makes me different from you."

An icy smile appeared on Si Ming Jumei’s face: "Everyone will say big things. After you have truly fallen into countless realms, I see if you still have the mood at this moment."

Ning Changjiu suddenly smiled faintly.

He was more than a fall. When he was about to enter the three legendary realms, when he was soaring, he was pierced with a sword by the master he had never met, but he admired and respected the most. How did the feeling of faith collapse? People are desperate.

Then everything was overturned and started again.

He can understand Si Ming's mood, but he looks down on it.

Si Ming’s words were as cold as frost: "Give up struggling and give your golden crow and that branch to me. I am willing to give you and this little girl a way to survive, and even kill the current king and give up that seat. For you, although this city is not big, it is better than fate to be king and dominate here. What's more, it is isolated from the world and there is no such thing as reincarnation."

Ning Changjiu calmly said: "This is my bargaining chip, I can't give it to you, if you really want to kill her, then I can destroy everything you want."

Siming looked at the young boy's calm face, thinking he didn't seem to be lying.

After a brief confrontation, Ning Changjiu's sudden roar broke the silence in the night.

"Except night! When will you wait?!"

A long sigh came from the snow gorge.

Siming's expression is dramatic, as if he is facing an enemy.

"It's night, do you really dare to come out?" The voice of Si Ming pierced the blizzard of the canyon, shaking the flag banners in front of the cave trembling wildly.

Next, a sound came from the valley:

"Shao Xiaoli, survive."

This sentence is like an appointed chapter, stamped on the ending of Shao Xiaoli's order.

Ning Changjiu understood that this is destiny.

Ye Chu rewrites the fate of Shao Xiaoli, who is dying.

Next, fate seemed to be moving closer to Shao Xiaoli's appointed ending, and a miracle actually happened.

Without knowing strength, Shao Xiaoli tore off the scabbard around her waist, and then stabbed a sword.

This is the sword that she has never used before, the second half of the Tianyu Sword Sutra.

This is the second time Si Ming has seen this sword today.

Even if this sword is used from this little girl, she still needs to avoid its sharp edge.

This is also the chance that fate has found for her to survive in infinite possibilities!

Si Ming was forced to let go, Shao Xiaoli fell off, Ning Changjiu immediately stretched out his hand to wrap her waist and pulled her in front of him.

Si Ming turned around and looked at the canyon, and said, "Dare you come out and see me?"

The sundial she owns is intact for all nighttime hours, so in the dark night, she is like a king, which is why she dared to make waves at the door of the night.

It's just that she didn't expect that Ye Chu actually used her strongest authority for this young man.

That is the cause and effect of fate.

He directly assigned the ending to fate.

No matter how unreasonable the ending, destiny will always find possibilities for it in countless directions!

During the wind and snow, the night addition really appeared.

His face is blank, and his body is like a broken doll with countless silver threads.

In normal times, Si Ming would be ecstatic, because in his state, he could not be his opponent at all, but at this moment, she was also injured.

The appearance of Ye Chu disturbed her mind.

Ning Changjiu's eyes suddenly disappeared.

The sword was possessed, and he used the sword of that day again.

Death is like an edict from heaven, pierced towards Si Ming's chest.

At this moment, she should have been able to seriously inflict her on her, but it is a pity that Minglan is only a broken sword now.

But even this is enough.

Si Ming hurriedly crushed the blade he constructed with spiritual power with his fingers, and then pinched the end of the broken sword, breaking it completely, but her flawless fingers were also full of blood.

She didn't dare to go back in time to recover from her injury, because Ye Shi was staring at her behind her. Every use of her authority took time. This gap may be fatal in a master duel.

Ning Changjiu failed to achieve two swords today, and he has completely lost his strength. He kept backing backwards.

"Shao Xiaoli, Ning Changjiu, finally left here."

Ye Chai opened his mouth mechanically. Every time he said a word, his face without facial features was more transparent.

The voice just fell, and the blood feather king who fell on the ground seemed to be beaten with chicken blood.

It flapped its wings, leaped up suddenly, and swept behind Ning Changjiu. Ning Changjiu fell backwards and hugged Shao Xiaoli on the back of Jun Xueyu. Jun Xueyu fluttered his wings and called strangely. Flying towards the endless night sky.

The night sky is like a monster's open mouth.

Ning Changjiu looked at Si Ming, who was swiftly away, and the clear white shadow became increasingly blurred in his vision.

He suddenly spoke, and his calm and weak voice was both a curse and an oath:

"The second half of that sentence is that I want to make you feel humiliated, painful and desperate day and night, so that you can knock down the dust, be a slave and a maid, and do not want to live!"

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