Legend of Qingling Dance

Chapter 173 Ending Night (19)

Xuan Jiu felt unbelievable, he couldn't move, he couldn't breathe.

A wave of broad and refreshing spiritual power came over his face.

Haohao Tangtang's breath of life instantly swelled up the entire space!
Xuan Jiu was enveloped by this soft and abundant breath of life, and the activated life potential had started to spread slowly in his body again, flowing into all limbs and bones.

He felt himself come alive.

"Miss Dugu! You are still alive!..." Xuan Jiu was very excited.

Even in a trance, he can still recognize the aura of top-level healing magic!

As the first Danyao Feather Sage in the Ganges Continent for thousands of years, Duguxin's understanding of the laws has reached perfection.

Although Xuan Jiu hadn't met her a few times, those few impressions made her unforgettable forever!

That stunning and graceful woman, with an open mind, high insight, and openness like a spring breeze, makes people forget their minds when they see it.

Later, together with Nanyue Emperor Xiuwen, she led a large group of masters over the Chonglian Sacred Mountain, crossed the Tianjing Watchtower, and stepped into the Mangmangyin River.

Soon after, the Emperor Star of Nanyue fell, and the saint Duguxin disappeared from the world.

Xuan Jiu was also troubled by this for a long time.

Could it be that she is still alive!

Xuan Jiu was shocked!
But he soon saw clearly that the girl in front of him was not Duguxin herself.

She is just a realistic phantom.

Xuan Jiu was very disappointed, but also a little inexplicably nervous and excited.

He climbed up with difficulty and followed carefully.

Xu Ying slowly walked up the frost-covered stone steps.

Every step you take, there will be steaming hot water vapor.

She walked very slowly, with a beautiful and soothing voice: "In this world, there are no forked roads. The reason why you can't go out is because you chose the wrong direction. The direction is wrong, and all the roads in the world are forked. "

Xuan Jiu's whole body froze, dumbstruck!

This is a very meaningful statement, but...

"It's not up, it's not down. Is there a third way to go?" Xuan Jiu asked with a trembling voice.

"Of course there is, if not, then... break the way!"

Xu Ying suddenly turned around, flicked his right palm, and slapped hard into the deep space in the middle of the spiral stone steps!
A series of wind sounds of spiritual power breaking through the air came one after another, as if a boulder had fallen into a deep well, causing heavy echoes!

A thick abyss-like breath swept up with it!

This breath is icy cold, dark and dense, bloodthirsty and shrill, almost swallowing people alive!
"Go back. If there is no way out, then turning back...is the way."

Before Xuan Jiu could react, his eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes, he couldn't help being stunned!
He stood in Qingning's study room again.

He slowly lit a spirit lamp.

The study that had been burnt to pieces was restored to its original state.Only that painting... the door in the mirror was already wide open, and countless dazzling blood flowed from it. It seemed that it was about to flow out of the mirror immediately, making the whole painting look very hideous and strange.

Xuan Jiu stared at the painting, dripping with cold sweat!
"Could something happen tonight? That boy Zhou Daiting led me to Liang's house, could it be... that he was trying to divert the tiger away from the mountain! No way! Prince Yanchi!"

Xuan Jiu suddenly woke up!

not good!

Xuan Jiu's brain exploded, his footsteps stopped, and his heart beat wildly!
If something happened to Prince Yanchi in the Western Zhou Dynasty, he would be blamed for a hundred deaths!
He gritted his teeth and ran out of Jiucheng Street all the way!
"Oh, this boss is not small, he walks rough, what's wrong?"

The old lady of the Lin family was busy in the yard, wiping her hands with a towel while shaking her head.

"Huh? Damn, why is the moon red?"

She raised her head inadvertently, and saw that the golden moon in the sky was covered with a blood-red halo at some point.

"Oh, my old lady has lived for so many years, but she has never seen such a bright red moon!"

"Red Shaman!"

Jing Chi stood by the door frame, knocking on the sunflower seeds, amazed.

These two women, who had never been at odds with each other, reached a consensus on the same matter for the first time.

Of course, this should be the last time.

Xuan Jiu ran out of Jiucheng Street all the way, and there was not a single carriage on the empty long street.The reddish light reflected the whole long street like fog.

If Xuan Jiu felt something, he suddenly raised his head, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the red moon in Tianxin!
His heart trembled violently, and an extremely strange feeling came to his heart.

He stared blankly at the red moon, his eyes gradually lost their light.

He froze in a posture leaning forward slightly, looking up at the moon.

This posture has never changed.

It was a strange night.

No one knows what happened that night.

Because across the continent, no one knew that this night existed.

This was the second night that ended abruptly.

Time came to an abrupt end.

On this night, the red moon in the Ganges continent was born in the sky.

Many conspiracies have exposed their fangs, many good intentions have not been picked up by ignorant passers-by, and many beautiful, ordinary, and dark stories have not had time to happen one by one.

Some are huge things, big enough to affect the situation of the entire continent.

Some are extremely small, such as the cold Sophora japonica that has not been eaten yet.

For example, Mrs. Lin's freshly washed clothes kept dripping, and her shoes got wet and she forgot to put them away.

For example, the chicks Qing Ning raised a month ago had grown soft yellow-orange down, and they kept squawking all day long. One of them was trampled to death by Daya.

For example, the lotus hairpin that Daya and Erya wanted to buy, but they still didn't buy it after all.

But there is no doubt that after this night, everything will disappear completely.

As if it never happened.

We have known each other for thousands of years and remember each other deeply. When we meet again in the future, is it still as if we met for the first time?
(complete book)
　Apologies in advance.

　　Unreliable authors are too busy and always cut updates.In the middle, because I accidentally entered the UFO disaster, the whole story was raised, which made it difficult to write later.

　　Sure there is a sequel to the story.

　　The author of the new book will find a way to save more manuscripts, grasp the rhythm, and then strive to let the hero and heroine fall in love.These two children are pitiful, hey.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)