Douluo's Heartless Sword

Chapter 304 Ning Rongrong's Distress
The extreme cold current of lavender is flying in the air, and the purple ice and snow country is vast. A towering ice peak that seems to connect the sky and the earth stands in the wind and snow, like a peerless sword.

"Impossible, how old is Ye Ling, and I have known you for countless epochs, who are you lying to?" On the ice peak, Ning Rongrong frowned, and said to Linglong in front of him in an incredible way,
Don't say that Ye Ling has lived through countless epochs, she doesn't believe in even one epoch, besides, although the woman in front of her is powerful, but if you say that she has lived for so long, Ning Rongrong is the first to not believe it.

"Don't you believe it?" Linglong smiled,
Ning Rongrong looked directly at her, shook her head, narrowed her eyes slightly, although she didn't speak, she had already expressed her answer to Linglong with actions.

Seeing this, Linglong shook her head helplessly. She didn't expect Ning Rongrong, a mortal, to believe this. The reason why she wanted to bring her to the Three Lives Realm was to study why her martial soul could Integrating the power of destruction, secondly, she wants to see where the power of destruction that she and Ye Ling have come from. She wants to find it in Ning Rongrong's memory, and her intuition tells her that this girl and Ye Ling The relationship before the spirit is by no means simple.

Thinking of this, Linglong stretched out her hand and gently stroked the scattered nine-colored hair on her forehead, and before Ning Rongrong could react, she quickly placed her index finger between Ning Rongrong's eyebrows.

Feeling the coolness between her brows, Ning Rongrong was about to prepare to resist. Suddenly, a nine-color streamer came out from Linglong's fingertips, pouring into Ning Rongrong's forehead, causing her eyes to freeze suddenly, and her eyes were absent-minded. Looking ahead, nine-color streamers surged in her eyes, pouring into her spiritual sea, as if she was searching for something.

"Let me take a good look at what is the relationship between you and the former spirit."

This nine-color streamer pouring into Ning Rongrong's spiritual sea was Linglong's consciousness, which was used to explore the corners of Ye Ling deep in Ning Rongrong's memory.

……

Unfeeling Peak stood proudly on the vast ice field. Two figures on the peak sat cross-legged facing each other, suspended in the air. Nine-color streamers surged around the two of them, causing ripples in the air.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the two are still sitting opposite each other. The purple-gold snowflakes floating down from the sky are driven by the nine-colored streamer that surges from the two of them, forming a purple snow storm that reaches the sky on the peak of Unfeeling Peak.

The snow storm crazily devoured the soul power in the surrounding glaciers, and it grew stronger and stronger, with a faint tendency to break away from the Unfeeling Peak and to plunder the surrounding ice fields.

"A good memory... what a pity!"

Suddenly, Linglong's eyes blinked slightly, and the nine-color streamer flickered in the eyes, which was the return of the divine consciousness that had penetrated into Ning Rongrong's spiritual sea.

Linglong's eyes were a little absent-minded, looking at Ning Rongrong opposite her, a complex flash of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and she was covered up by sympathy in an instant. In the end, she sighed helplessly, urging the nine-color halo to support Ning Rongrong's body fell from the sky.

The purple snow storm dissipated slowly, and finally the snowflakes in the sky turned into drops of purple water and fell on the top of the second daughter's head. The soul power surged, and the water drops were instantly transpired into lavender soul power, which was integrated into the soul power of Sansheng in the air of the world.

"Um~"

There was chaos in his mind, as if someone took out the memories one by one to look at and then stuffed them back into his head. The moment Ning Rongrong regained consciousness, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and rubbed his somewhat bewildered forehead.

"woke up?"

Sensing Ning Rongrong's awakening, Linglong raised her eyebrows and asked, her tone was quite gentle, and a hint of sympathy flashed in her eyes faintly.

"you……"

Opening her eyes, Ning Rongrong saw Linglong who was sitting on the ice monument with her back facing her, feeling the dizziness in her mind, her eyes suddenly became extremely vigilant.

"What did you just do?"

Ning Rongrong was like a kitten with frayed hair, staring at Linglong with sharp eyes, as if she would show her sharp claws in the next moment.

Seeing Ning Rongrong's furry appearance, Linglong jumped down from the ice tablet, her eyes were calm, as quiet as the Nine Nether Deep Pool, and she looked at her faintly.

"I didn't do anything, I just checked your memory!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Linglong's mouth, but in Ning Rongrong's eyes, this seemingly soft smile contained a trace of sympathy that could not be erased.

"..."

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, isn't it a big deal to explore other people's memories?What does nothing mean?
Linglong didn't pay attention to Ning Rongrong's movements, walked slowly to her side, and said softly, "You like him, don't you?"

"Yes!"

Ning Rongrong didn't try to hide anything, when she said these words, her eyes became a bit gentle, as if just mentioning the person she loved would soften her heart.

Seeing this, Linglong shook her head helplessly, her eyes became sharper, and she said, "You who fell in love with him, you are very pitiful, you are destined to have no results..."

Ning Rongrong frowned, and asked in doubt, "Why, why do you say that?"

"He is no longer the one you knew, and there will be no more possibilities between you!"

Linglong looked at Ning Rongrong sympathetically. Looking at her now, she seemed to see Zeng Jin's self. Although her heart has not changed until now, things are different, and many things have changed. It's the same as before.

"I know!"

Hearing Linglong's words, Ning Rongrong fell silent, her eyes drooped, her expression was sluggish, how could she not feel Ye Ling's change, it was definitely not as simple as amnesia, those indifferent dark purple eyes seemed soulless , and the former Ye Ling, is simply a different person.

If she hadn't been familiar with the feeling of Ye Ling by her side for so many years, I'm afraid she wouldn't be convinced that this is her Ye Ling!
"Can you tell me about his experience in the past three years?"

Hearing this, Linglong smiled and asked, "Why should I tell you? Besides, why are you sure that I will know?"

"From your eyes, I can see that you know what happened to Ye Ling in the past three years!" Ning Rongrong slowly raised his head, looking at Linglong calmly.

"Eh~"

"That's it!"

Linglong glanced at the ice tablet behind her, shook her head, and said, "The former Ye Ling died three years ago..."

Ning Rongrong's eyes shrank suddenly, and her complexion turned pale. Seeing her like this, Linglong's eyes flashed with sympathy, and she continued to talk...

……

The breeze caressed her cheeks, the hair was disheveled on her stunning face, and the reddish eye sockets spoke of the restlessness in Ning Rongrong's heart, that feeling, as if her whole heart was throbbing slightly.

Purple-gold snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and the piercing chill was rushing around. The tears that had just flowed down were frozen in an instant, turning into transparent ice beads and falling to the ground.

Unknowingly, Ning Rongrong had already withdrawn the soul power protecting her body, the biting cold seemed to be able to warm her heart and body.

She stared at the ice monument in the distance with scorching eyes. She had never wanted to see that figure so much before throwing herself into his arms, pouring out all her thoughts to him.

(End of this chapter)