Beyond the Divine States Chapter 315: : Forging sword

On the Long Street, everyone looked at the shining tall buildings and the wind and snow in the middle of it gathering and gathering. Although they could not see it with their own eyes, they could feel the fierce battle.

They talked in a low voice, wondering what happened.

Second Senior Sister stared there too.

Tianbang has a unique concealing effect, such as a small world of its own, unless she does not follow the rules to activate her magical powers, she can only get a glimpse of the wind and snow and sword intent like ordinary people.

She didn't even dare to determine the outcome of the battle.

"It seems that the young man is indeed not weak." The second senior sister finally gave a certain affirmation.

Xiao Qiu stood behind her, with a respectful look, but the words were faintly jealous: "He... terribly strong, if he meets him, I can't even believe that he has only the purple court."

Tianbang has the rules of Tianbang, and those of the five realms are not allowed to enter the building.

"The gulf between the great realms is an insurmountable trench. Under the five realms, no matter how strong it is, it is limited." The second senior sister was a little annoyed that the outcome of the battle had not been determined for a long time, and she erased the little junior sister. Thinking of the possibility of defeat, he said coldly: "Your realm is no more than the eighth floor of Zi Ting, and it is still early to the ninth floor. There is also a great disparity between the ninth floors, and the gap is so large that it can even reach the point of crushing... …That boy in your mouth may already be the pinnacle of the ninth floor."

Xiao Qiu nodded, not feeling that there was anything wrong with this statement.

"So Mr. Two still thinks Mr. Fourteen can win?" Xiao Qiu asked.

The second elder sister calmly said: "The fourteenth elder sister represents the sword of the Juggernaut, and the sword of the Juggernaut is invincible."

Xiao Qiu's mind was shocked when he heard the word "Jiansheng". Those miscellaneous thoughts should have disappeared with the name of "Jiansheng", but for some reason, the rebellious thoughts in his heart were like unquenchable fire. , Burning hot, constantly trying to burn through the steel plate of thought, rushing upwards-he has almost morbid confidence in Zhang Jiu.

He immediately narrowed his eyebrows, not daring to show his disrespect to Jiange.

Second Sister can perceive his emotions, but is too lazy to say anything.

During the words, the wind and snow upstairs returned to silence.

Second Sister raised her eyebrows lightly.

People around me looked at her one after another, and some people dared to ask in a soft voice: "Mr. Er, look...Who won?"

The second elder sister was silent for a long time, and then said lightly: "The kid who wants to come has been beaten and cried by my younger sister."

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In the command building, the endless sword sound gradually fell silent, and the cry of the girl passed out like weeping, and was dispersed by the snow gathering again outside the building.

Ning Changjiu's face is whiter than his clothes.

He leaned against the wall, his **** were **** and bloody. He exercised the authority of time, turning the time of his fingers back to before the sword, and the **** hands were as smooth as ever again. At the same time, the authority of time slowly flows into the body like a silent trickle, accelerating the passage of time, making the injury heal quickly.

He carried the sword, the blade of which made some gaps in the battle. He looked at the girl who was kneeling on the ground and did not speak.

Liu Xiwan's messy hair was pressed against the back of her left hand, she pressed her forehead, slid down the bridge of her nose, then turned her hands to cover her mouth and nose, and tears flowed down like a bank of clear eyes in a pair of clear eyes. . Her body twitched as she cried, her slender waist gradually bends, her tight clothes collapsed tighter at this moment, her shoulders narrowed as she cried, and she held the sword in her other hand, lying across her thigh. Up, Jian Feng sideways, as if to cut his trousers at any time.

This is the first time Liu Xiwan has cried. She doesn't understand what's good to cry, but this kind of emotion rushes to her heart, and she finds that she can't control Jianxin anymore. In the past, she always felt this delicate and pretentious. At this moment, she I can no longer tell what I am doing. Kneeling, crying, crying, I saved him so many times, shouldn’t he give me a sword?

But... just want to cry.

Liu Xiwan didn't know when the seeds of emotion were planted, or the moment he walked in and saw him, or earlier. But she... never thought that she was a girl, she was obviously deceived by the second senior sister.

I blame the second sister.

The sword spirit girl's mood was overturned, she felt ashamed of herself, and obviously she could win completely if she pushed a few more points. She held the sword, but she couldn't use much strength.

"This matter is my fault." Liu Xiwan tried her best to calm her mind, and said: "I shouldn't use that sword... I didn't want to fight you life and death, but you, your previous words aroused me , So no wonder I, I didn't force you to let me, you took the blame."

The girl's voice was lower, and she seemed to have a guilty conscience. She said: "I have only been in the purple court for half a year, so the realm is vain..."

"I've only been less than half a year." Ning Changjiu said.

"Shut up!" The girl snorted softly. She bit her lip, raised her tearful face, straightened out her messy hair, and said: "Ning Changjiu! Don't look at the joke... Don’t tell me about this, especially my second elder sister. Okay? This competition is not over yet, but I will admit it. It’s just that when I said it to the outside world, I fought hard with you several times, and finally between life and death. The game is half way...Eh, what are you laughing at!"

The girl raised her head puffingly, glaring at him, her red eyes filled with water, but she seemed to be able to spit out fire.

Ning Changjiu was also looking at him, the corners of his lips couldn't help but he smiled.

"As the saying goes, men have tears and don't flick them lightly, men have gold under their knees, you are like this..." Ning Changjiu looked at her and blinked weakly.

Liu Xiwan was kneeling on the ground with tears in her eyes...It seems that the two are all occupied.

The girl was stunned, only to realize that Ning Changjiu was scolding herself for not being a man.

Although she is indeed not a man, it does not prevent her from feeling that Ning Changjiu is insulting herself too much!

She touched the tears at the corner of her eyes and got up suddenly.

Ning Changjiu smelled a hint of killing intent.

The girl choked out the sword, and the silver sword intent behind her spread out like wings.

"Didn't you say you want to take the initiative to confess... you have already confessed, I'll go upstairs first?" Ning Changjiu leaned against the wall and looked at the aggressive girl, cautiously said.

"I don't recognize it!" The girl was irritated again.

Ning Changjiu thought that you have chosen a girl yourself, why do you still have such a big obsession with men... I just talked casually.

He was used to being arrogant before. At this moment, he felt his wounded body, and found that he seemed to have no resources to make fun of her at will, and the girl was carrying a sword, like a woman carrying a rolling pin, tearful and fierce. The ground rushed over.

"You can't help but count!"

"Not counting!"

"Don't come here...you wouldn't be so ungrateful, would you?"

"I didn't learn from you yet!"

"You said it's easy to recognize!"

"I don't recognize it! I don't recognize it! I...I don't recognize my six relatives!"

……

Ning's long-term compromise didn't work, and the girl rushed over angrily.

In the building, the two scrambled together.

They were like street fights or wrestling. After a burst of punches, they hugged each other and fell to the ground. Then the two wrestled, and their bodies rolled back and forth on the ground a few times. Ning Changjiu's body was sore, and his bones were about to fall apart. He stubbornly resisted for a while before being pressed by Liu Xiwan. The girl’s jade legs were slender, and the slender lines were slightly plump under the tights. She rode on Ning. On the long waist, hooping his waist like a horse while riding a horse, she put one hand on the floor beside his face, and the other hand held the sword on his neck, staring straight at him. .

Ning Changjiu was pressed to the ground. He lay on his back, the ink scattered, letting the opponent press on himself. He was still struggling, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Liu Xiwan looked at this familiar, long-lost face, her lips were tight, and her feelings were complicated.

This is the face she could only see when Ning Changjiu looked in the mirror in the past, and Ning Changjiu rarely looked in the mirror, so she rarely saw it.

The fate is unpredictable, and now he has walked out of his body and blatantly pressed this body.

I remember back then, I was always clamoring to see how Shao Xiaoli was sleeping at night...

Are the self and the current self really the same? Or does it mean that when the **** is changed, the temperament will also change drastically without knowing it?

At that time, she was always clamoring to see, and now she has a beautiful body, but she has never had any bad thoughts about this body... It's weird.

She stared at Ning Changjiu's face, toward many things in the past.

In the blink of an eye, it has been several years since the birth of spirituality from the peak of Tianku.

"Women Liu, can you let me go?" Ning Changjiu leaned his head on the ground, breathing a little bit hard, with the sword resting on his neck, he didn't dare to move.

Liu Xiwan snorted coldly, accepted the woman's statement, and said coldly: "I chose a woman for no other reason. Don't think about it for no reason. It's just that there is a sword technique in the sword pavilion that can only be from the palace or the daughter. Body practice, instead of being the eunuch, it’s better to...change the body of a daughter."

Ning Changjiu listened to her serious explanation, nodded, and said: "Then... if you are not married to each other, you go down first."

Liu Xiwan was dissatisfied with this statement and said: "Ning Changjiu, don't use words to insult me. Although I am a daughter, there is iron and blood inside!"

Ning Changjiu's brows tightened sharply, and the more he listened, the more strange he felt. He always felt that she should introduce her to Jiuyou.

His waist was pinched by the girl's tight legs, and his body was strangled in pain.

He gasped, and compromised: "I see...you can go down first. If it doesn't work, take the sword away first!"

Liu Xiwan said: "Our competition is not over yet."

Ning Changjiu sighed: "I shouldn't have let you that sword..."

Liu Xiwan thought for a while, and said: "This is also the lesson I teach you-you can't be kind to your opponent!"

Ning Changjiu closed his eyes, exhausted, thinking that he knew everything at the beginning, and he would often confuse himself and enlighten himself with the spirit of the sword scripture. Now how come he has become such a second-hand...This, this is unreasonable. !

Liu Xiwan's small fist has been waved down, hitting his chest.

Of course, she didn't dare to use too much energy, she just wanted to punish him well and let him know how good she was.

Ning Changjiu's body was sore, he stretched out his hand to block Liu Xiwan's fist, but Liu Xiwan squeezed his hand.

Ning Changjiu was also a little angry, and said: "Don't know what is good or bad, I think you are from a little girl's family and let you, if I really do, don't cry and beg me for mercy ."

Liu Xiwan said: "What are you saying when you are like this? I heard that you were not beaten by Zhao Xianger? Why, it's okay to be beaten by your wife but not by other women?"

Ning Changjiu couldn't bear it, he said: "I warn you to hurry down, I will count to three..."

"Who are you scaring!" Liu Xiwan was also a little angry... Really consider herself a little girl!

"Three." Ning Changjiu began to count.

Liu Xiwan sneered, and said first: "Two! One! How about it, I've finished counting for you, what's your method? How...ah!"

Before the girl's voice fell, a golden light suddenly lit up in front of her eyes. She wanted to evade, but she had no defense for a short time, and her figure was instantly trapped in the bright light.

Boom.

The scenery in front of me exploded, and everything in my vision changed.

Liu Xiwan raised her head, her expression shocked.

She found herself in a vast world. In this world, it seemed as if a sun had exploded. In the boundless void, huge sparks were like giant fishes swimming in their tails. Illuminated the entire space, ups and downs.

This kind of light is not dazzling, but purely bright. The vastness of the world is like a symbol of vast ancient meaning, pressed from all directions with the endless light.

In the bright, Liu Xiwan feels that she is not just clothes, even her soul has been seen by the other party.

"About this world, you should have been aware of it at the beginning?" Ning Changjiu said.

Liu Xiwan's pupils shrink slightly: "Golden Crow?!"

When she was making trouble in Ning Changjiu's body, the general Ning Changjiu sent to suppress her was Golden Crow.

"You used to be afraid of my birds. Now you come in, are you still afraid?" Ning Changjiu's mind was completely relaxed. In this broken world, he can be regarded as a half-hearted master, although he can't be like the lord of the country. Supernatural powers are vast, but heaven and earth's favor for him is obvious.

At this moment, the light in the sparks slowly poured into his body with a gentle meaning, and his complexion was restored to a little bit of warmth in his pale body.

Of course, Liu Xiwan is scared. She has a natural and heartfelt fear for this golden bird. The light of this golden crow fills her body, but it brings tears or pain.

Ning Changjiu squeezed her blade and slowly moved it away.

Liu Xiwan trembling with hands, is no longer his opponent.

"I admit defeat." She let go of the sword in her hand and whispered.

Ning Changjiu looked at her quietly.

Liu Xiwan immediately said: "Really, I swear not to lie, you will soon withdraw this golden crow, otherwise these things will be spied by other beings, and it may be of great danger to you..."

Ning Changjiu said: "It's okay, the sky list has a natural masking effect. We can stay here for a while."

"You...what do you want to do?" Liu Xiwan subconsciously covered her chest.

She got up immediately, wanting Yujian to escape.

How would Ning Changjiu make her wish.

The girl turned around, tapped her toes, and wanted to retreat, but Ning Changjiu got up, slammed her hand out, and grabbed her calf.

Liu Xiwan struggled to walk, and between the pulling, Ning Changjiu's hand slid down her calf and grasped at the ankle. She was wearing a pair of black boots. At this moment, with the movement of the two, black boots After being caught loosely, he slid down to the ground, revealing the tender feet of snow-white bamboo shoots.

Ning Changjiu's grasp made her body unbalanced, leaning forward and falling. At this moment, Ning Changjiu had already got up, grabbed her waist, hugged her sideways, pressed her back on the ground, pressed her knees against her struggling thighs, and cut her hands behind her slender waist with one hand. .

The short-haired girl struggled weakly. She hummed, but couldn't get rid of it: "Ning Changjiu...you...you let me go!"

Ning Changjiujian pressed her on the ground and sighed: "I ran away from home for half a year, have you forgotten your identity and belonging?"

Liu Xiwan insisted: "You didn't let me go back then..."

Ning Changjiu said: "You are my sword spirit. This is a contract we reached very early... It was I who gave you the silver sword and let you regain your freedom. You should know the silver sword What does the sword mean to me?"

Liu Xiwan pursed her lips and said nothing.

Ning Changjiu sighed and recalled: "Without the Silver Sword, I didn't win the marriage for a long time after I went back. Later, I was bullied by Xianger for a while. Of course, these were trivial things. I was just playing around, and I was a bit shameful in private at most. But my life was not very good. Later, I encountered the evil spirits again and again, and in the slightest victory or defeat, because of the lack of this sword, I was surrounded by many dangers and almost died. Especially in Luo Shu, with this sword, I have even broken into the five realms and killed Qiu Yue with one sword, so that she will not be alive and bury some bane..."

Liu Xiwan lowered her eyelashes as she listened to his words. She can guess these... but since she became a girl, she hasn't been able to suppress her willfulness. She felt guilty and wronged, and tears were coming down again.

"But you asked me if I regret..." Ning Changjiu said, then smiled slightly, and said: "I don't regret it. I don't regret it until this moment. When facing Jiuying and Hanchi, you enter I lost my body and became my sword. When the repeated disasters in Duanjie City came, you have been helping me, fighting against the sinner, and you have been silently helping me in the days when there is almost no hope, so I don’t regret giving you the sword of silver. I even feel that that is what you should have."

"Yes...I'm sorry..." Liu Xiwan's voice was low, with Yang Liu Yiyi's weakness.

Ning Changjiu looked at her face, examined her for a while, and asked, "What is your name now?"

"Liu..." The girl bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said: "Liu Xiwan, hopeful, gentle and graceful."

Ning Changjiu laughed blankly, his expression relaxed a lot: "Who gave you the name?"

"Senior Sister." Liu Xiwan said: "Second Sister hopes I can be gentler..."

Ning Changjiu looked at her and said: "It seems that you have failed your second senior sister's expectations."

Liu Xiwan did not speak, but whispered: "You, you let me go first, I really gave up."

"It's not enough to admit defeat." Ning Changjiu said: "I want you to recognize who you really are."

"What did you say?" Liu Xiwan struggled.

Ning Changjiu said: "You are my sword, you should come back to me one day."

Liu Xiwan wrinkled her face and said: "I don't want you...you let me go first!"

Only after her words fell, she heard a pop in her ears, the girl was slightly stunned, and then it came in pain, rushing up to her spinal cord, making her feel numb.

She was stunned, but she heard the crisp sound again and again.

"You...do you dare to hit me!" Liu Xiwan twisted her body, struggling harder, and as she struggled, pain came even more fiercely.

Ning Changjiu said: "Unruly swords need to be forged. I am very experienced in this."

Liu Xiwan's tears flowed down again, she lay on the ground, choked. She was already wearing tight-fitting clothes, and once the feeling was shaken, it was conveyed to her whole body.

Her lips were almost about to be bitten by her, and she kept saying: "You bastard, let me go... I don't want to be your sword, you don't want to control me! Woo... you let me go ..."

"Obviously you let me go, pretend to be a good person and be a robber...I don't want your charity!"

"You honest villain...Let me go."

"...oooooooo, I want to burn with you."

"I would rather die than surrender! You never want me to compromise!"

"..."

"Don't...don't fight, I was wrong."

After crying for a while, the girl gave up struggling and began to beg for mercy in a low voice.

……

Liu Xiwan knelt and sat on the ground, with a sword lying horizontally in front of him.

Ning Changjiu stretched out his hand and cut her haircut. The girl wanted to struggle, but she didn't dare to move. She lowered her head, her cheeks were burning, as if burning.

"Ning Changjiu said she would rather die than surrender, and burn the jade? Your beautiful jade is so uncut?" Ning Changjiu smiled and asked.

Liu Xiwan was still a little stiff, and said: "I would rather die than surrender...I am not named Ning. As for the jade...I would rather be a jade broken than a tile, and that is what your surname Ning did!"

Ning Changjiu laughed at her voice, and said, "What does that surname Liu do? Do you accidentally insert the willow?"

"I...I admit it was wrong, don't get into it!" Liu Xiwan muttered.

Ning Changjiu smiled and patted her shoulder, and said: "Okay, get up."

Liu Xiwan got up slowly, her body still aching.

Ning Changjiu suddenly stretched out his hand.

"What's the matter?" Liu Xiwan looked nervous.

"Hold it." Ning Changjiu said.

Liu Xiwan had just been taught at this moment and had to bow her head, so she stretched out her hand and placed it on his hand.

Ning Changjiu shook her hand and closed her eyes.

Liu Xiwan quickly understood what he was going to do.

On Ning Changjiu's body, the golden Shura is outlined like a tattoo, and through the snow-white clothes, it is like an iron wire quenched by thunder and lightning.

Ning Chang felt something for a long time, and then he approached, half hugging her.

Liu Xiwan dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.

Ning Changjiu suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it under her collarbone. The girl snorted softly, feeling something solidified there.

Ning Changjiu grabbed something and pulled it out slowly.

Silver-white light was drawn between Ning Changjiu's fingers and her chest.

But they are just a single line and failed to form.

Trying for a while, Ning Changjiu put his palms up and pushed them back into the girl's body. The girl hummed, her cheeks flushed.

"Hey, I'm still disobedient. This sword is as rebellious as you." Ning Changjiu said.

Liu Xiwan said: "It has become one with me, you just bullied me, of course this sword will not be directed towards you..."

Ning Changjiu said: "You just remember your temper."

"Why?" Liu Xiwan was not convinced.

Ning Changjiu suddenly smiled and asked: "It's boring to sit on the top list, do you want to stay with me?"

Liu Xiwan gave him a blank look and said: "Stay and be bullied by you? It's beautiful... Hmph, it's a scumbag. There are so many wives, and I don't know how to bring one when I go out."

Ning Changjiu said: "One person, one sword is enough."

Liu Xiwan didn't want to do that sword.

After the world of Golden Crow faded, Liu Xiwan looked at him, struggling for a while. But her final fighting spirit was threatened by Ning Changjiu, and she confessed as promised.

"Go and write the list." Liu Xiwan said in a **** way: "Let the whole world know that Young Master Ning is so powerful, so I will be ashamed again."

Ning Changjiu asked: "Are you going back?"

"Well, walk with the senior sister." Liu Xiwan whispered.

She put on her cloak, turned around, but did not leave.

Ning Changjiu looked at her face and asked: "What's the matter?"

Liu Xiwan hesitated and said: "I lost, the senior sister must be angry now, I...do not want to go back."

Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "Then stay for two days to avoid the limelight."

Liu Xiwan was silent, with wolves in front and tigers behind, making a dilemma.

Ning Changjiu said: "Think about it first, I won't hinder you from staying."

Speaking, he made it to the top list.

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(It’s a bit slow to beat gongs and drums downstairs, ww typos are changed first)

(Thanks to the book friend Zi Ye Ye Ye Ye and the book friend Fairy for please love my heroes! Thank you for the support of the two book friends~ Meme da)