The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Tears could not stop rolling down.

It took a lot of effort to hide the feelings that could no longer be suppressed.

The overly sweet vows filled his ears, and all Nan Sixian could do was hug the beauty in his arms back with all his might.

Breathing the familiar fragrance from zero distance, feeling the heat from the extreme coldness.

The red girl sobbed softly, which opened the prelude to the complete explosion of emotions in her heart.

Burying deeply into Jixue's neck, the fingers that were gripping tightly almost tore her clothes.

Nan Sixian's voice gradually became louder and louder, as if wanting to vent out the accumulation of long-term depression, resounding throughout the world.

Excited, delighted, sweet...

Too many flavors of happiness mixed on the tip of her tongue gave her the courage not to continue to escape.

Yes, she herself had always understood.

The so-called choice of death in order for Ji Xue to survive is just that she, who is so cowardly, chose the easiest and easiest side in the face of the extremely difficult future of the two of them.

Just because you are worried that you can't do it, you just give up everything and don't try.

Mingming knows how important her existence is to her better than anyone else, but she still deceives herself and says that she wants her to kill herself.

That is not a righteous sacrifice of love, it is just throwing all the burdens on others, complaining and simply shrinking in the corner and avoiding!

worst escape ever...

Absolutely can't continue to be so useless.

———The future of the two should be guarded by the two of them together!

Nan Sixian suppressed Fu Sixian's unstoppable madness. The girl who was so determined stopped crying, closed her eyes and kissed that fair and alluring neck affectionately.

Then, gently pressed her chin on Ji Xue's shoulder, and wrapped her hands around her slender waist more forcefully.

This body, which is like a god, always protects itself from wind and rain, turns out... so soft, so light, so delicate.

She's no different from an ordinary girl...

Feeling the trembling from the heart of the person in his arms, Nan Sixian raised his head and opened his strange eyes, and said in a nasal voice: "Let's go back?"

The bright and charming smile warms the heart, and the long-awaited words drink into the time.

Ji Xue stared fixedly at the girl in red, her purple eyes gleamed with two clear crystals silently.

a long time... a long time...

"Ah."

Her tone was still calm and cold, without any fluctuations, but a fiery heartbeat could clearly be heard from the plump tips of the two who were tightly pressed together.

Secretly scolded in his heart, this ignorant and arrogant person.

Nan Sixian didn't want to talk nonsense any more, grabbed the hand that was getting whiter, and dragged her towards the Nine Heavens Summit.

The unexpected strength of the hand she was holding made her unprepared to stumble a few steps.

However, for Nan Sixian's rude and disorderly behavior, Ji Xue opened her mouth but finally said nothing.

He quickened his steps, quietly pulled out the pinched hand, and at the same time as the other party trembled, he replaced it with tightly closed fingers.

The ice-cold poker face evoked a very stiff smile, the sky ahead paved the way for Yin Wanjian, and the people who had melted away the snow looked far away at the dark clouds in the sky———

go back?Let's go back.

***

The two walked for an unknown amount of time without saying a word, and the ruins of the fierce battle had gradually changed into ordinary scenery.

The bursts of breeze caressed the cheeks that had already dried up with tears, and the crisp birdsong brought a quiet and warm atmosphere of nature.

In a trance, the eyebrows and eyes have the illusion of reality.

It was as if the bloody battle that made everyone bet on life and death was just a few scenes of fantastic dreams when they slept last night, absurd and overly beautiful dreams.

———What if this surreal life is all a dream?

Subconsciously pinching Ji Xue's palm which seemed to be colder than usual, Nan Sixian quietly turned her head and glanced at her face.

As always, it is beautiful and has a feeling of suffocation.

However, I always feel that she is showing an appearance that she wants to say something but can't speak...?

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" An ominous premonition had crept into her mind, and she tried to remind the girl not to talk too much, but it was a pity that she didn't think much about it, and it was too late to take back the question.

"..."

A brief silence.

The steady footsteps stopped for a moment, and the intertwined hands trembled due to the shaking from the other party.

The next moment, the steps of re-starting broke the silence with words of determination: "...It's not far from the top of the nine heavens, just a little bit, what should I say?"

"Hmm." Nan Sixian asked before realizing something was wrong, and Ji Xue, who let down a few strands of snow-colored hair to cover her eyes, repeated in a particularly relaxed tone, "I, I want to hear you talk, just say whatever you want. "

Really lame acting skills, I really don't know how she had the nerve to complain about others at that time.

The red-clothed girl with trembling eyes pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, but she didn't intend to expose it, she just said in an erratic tone: "Okay, I'm also feeling a little bored."

"Do you know? In the place I came from, being able to travel through this thing is a dream for many, many people..."

……

……

The chattering words are several times more verbose than usual.

Nan Sixian, desperately trying to squeeze out a smiling face, frantically searched through the memories of the past, and described that other world without blood and killing word by word.

Ji Xue beside her walked quietly like this, and from time to time a few echoing notes would spill out from her lips and teeth, letting the girl in red with her head bowed and muttering know that she was still listening.

It's just that the shallower and shallower tone is too obvious——

"...Ah, that Disneyland... woo... I've been... um... I want someone to accompany me to go again..."

"Also, and...Damn...Obviously, there are many, many unsaid..."

Reluctance to be "ordinary" is becoming more and more difficult to maintain, and the countless good things can't be said for a while, Nan Sixian eagerly squeezes his empty left hand subconsciously until it bleeds.

You have to keep talking, you have to continue.

But her tongue, which was always disturbing, was so hoarse at this critical moment that she couldn't make up half a sentence that should be false.

———Really, it’s so useless! ! ! ! ! ! !

Frustrated, he punched his thigh heavily, but the corner of his lips suddenly felt an illusion of being kissed.

No, it's not an illusion.

The suddenly raised red eyes can indeed imprint the bleak snow color into the eyes.

The tip of the nose was close to the tip of the nose, and Ji Xue, who was close at hand, was smiling jerkyly, carefully kissing her lips with her bloodless lips.

Unfortunately, because of the almost non-existent touch, she frowned regretfully.

With an extremely disappointed face, they parted, let out a deep breath, and the beauty who failed in the sneak attack stood in the snow all over the sky, and said softly: "It's enough, Si Xian's hard work."

Nan Sixian didn't want to hear what she said at all, and what she said next, Nan Sixian... absolutely didn't want it to come out.

It must be some kind of cruel truth, cruel and undeniable truth.

So, the flustered girl stared at Ji Xuesheng in front of her eyes and yelled hoarsely: "Wait, wait! I can still talk, and there are so many things I want to tell you!!!"

The crimson pupils were full of prayer, and the slightly shaking head expressed her simplest and most straightforward wish.

But, when the time comes, people can't stay.

Seeing the person who was holding her at the tip of her heart turned into such an appearance, Ji Xue's chest suddenly felt tight and her heart ached terribly.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to touch that pretty face that seemed to be on the verge of despair, but her long and slender palm stopped in mid-air and then retracted.

The left hand clasped the right hand on the pair of proud peaks, and the cold voice of the shifted tone slowly fell in the wind: "Okay, next, it's my turn to talk, isn't it?"

wrong!No way!Don't talk, I won't listen! ! ! ! ! ! !

Nan Sixian shook her head very vigorously, clearly and resolutely refusing her to continue, but this did not change Ji Xue's decision.

"Thinking about it, you should already know, I, this body is about to usher in the end."

Her expression didn't fluctuate at all, it was obviously such a heavy topic, but it seemed as simple as saying let's have curry for dinner tonight.

Instead, the girl in red, who was the audience, suddenly covered her ears with both hands, and firmly engraved the words "I don't understand, I don't understand" on her face and eyes.

Of course, she who actually got Fu Sixian's memory understands it.

The present Ji Xue was originally a conscious body.

In order to cut off the connection between Fu Sixian and the system, Jianyuan, who suppressed the crime of destroying the world, was unsealed. The body with a complete explosion of old injuries made her little remaining time reach the limit.

Next, the dissipation of the body and the return of consciousness to the main body are inevitable, returning to the main body that is scarred and has no hope of recovery...

So Nan Sixian didn't want to understand, nor did she want to understand.

——Are you going to run away again?Sure enough, he is still a useless guy!

Fu Sixian's sarcasm suddenly sounded in her mind, but the reminder hidden in it made her stunned involuntarily.

Are... escaping... again?

She was right, she was subconsciously trying to escape again.

This kind of nonsense is of no real benefit to reality, no matter whether Ji Xue, the conscious body, exists or not, her injuries must be dealt with first!

That was a matter of her life...

Finally, he raised his head amid Fusi's envious and disdainful snort, his red eyes full of strength met those quiet purple eyes that were waiting quietly without dodging.

"Once again, I've grown up." The beauty like snow and ink stared at her obsessively, and whispered with a smile on her face, "Then... I, it's time to go too?"

"Ah, yes, but, I'll pick you up soon, soon!"

The young girl who was fading, tried her best not to let herself cry, and said with a deep cry: "So, wait for me, you must, wait for me with all your heart!!!!"

"...Well, I will leave it to you, my favorite bride."

The snow stopped quietly, and the people also turned into mottled black halos, scattered into the fluttering wind.

The last snowflake hit Nan Sixian's heart, and quickly melted into crystal clear drops under the influence of body temperature, like a tear of true love that could not be wiped away.

The red-clothed girl whose hair was messed up by the wind lowered her eyes to firmly remember the remaining warmth of her feelings.

Then, hold the extraordinarily shiny hand of Hong Chen sighing in front of her upper body.

Facing the golden light that just happened to rise at dawn, Nan Sixian waved a sentence that could be called extremely boring and sent it to the end of Chenfeng.

"Stupid, bride... it's you."

☆、114. Ink Without Trace·Ning Xueqing

Final Chapter: Ink Without Trace·Ningxueqing

The sun began to set, and it was already dusk around.

The boundless thick black clouds tightly cover the blue sky, revealing a sense of oppression that a disaster has come to the world.

The dense rain, wantonly hitting the person with closed eyes and looking up, gradually made the slightly old red clothes wet and outline the mature curve of the woman.

"As a result... nothing was done..."

The choked-up tones, falling into the ears, turned into regrets, soaked into the eyes and gathered into tears, penetrated into the heart and turned into wounds.

One sound, one sound.

Forced to suppress the coming of collapse, the woman's sobs were intermittently hidden in the wind.

Clutching his hands tightly to his chest, he tremblingly let go of his fist until his fingertips were blood-red slightly stained until the struggle was already silent, only the soft sound of water drops falling to the ground.

———In my ears, I couldn't even hear my own heartbeat.

The red eyes soaked by the rain finally slowly drooped down.

Dragging heavy steps almost numbly, Nan Sixian maintained a smile that should be there, and polished the peak that was no longer covered with snow inch by inch.

Then, naturally...

That touch, the beauty that she couldn't be mistaken for in this life, but she couldn't face it, once again came into view.

With pale hair against a paler and sicker face, the person in my heart who is unparalleled in the world, just lay there quietly and soundlessly.

No breathing or heartbeat.

Therefore, Nan Sixian also held his breath and stopped his heartbeat.

———It's not death, it's just that there is something wrong with the ear suddenly, because, it's promised to wait for me, isn't it?

He reached out to cover his mouth that was about to burst into tears.

The knees bent down on the loess gradually approached the frozen coffin, and with a heart-wrenching smile, trembling palms lovingly caressed the icy edge of the bone marrow.

"You always say that everything is empty, but the sound of the sword is real. But, why, now I can hear the sourness of Xue Rong, but I still... can't hear your voice. "

"Sure, it's not enough to practice? Sure, it's just 300 years, it's not enough, right?"

Rubbing through the thick ice coffin with bloodless fingertips, Nan Sixian stared at the snow-clear beauty, muttering to herself with a smirk on her face.

"You said that you would not lie to me, and you also said that you would wait for me, right?"

Of course there was no answer.

A burst of unexplained cramps made my heart feel more bitter for a moment.

Fortunately, it was dark.

Losing the need to cover up, strings of crystal-clear sourness were mixed in the soft rainwater, drawing faint tracks on Yujie's ice coffin.

The sound of the wind, which had been silent for a long time at the Nine Heavens Summit, also began to whine non-stop. In a trance, people felt that the sound...was shrill like a helpless sobbing woman.

Sorrowful...desperate...sobbing like poisonous gnawing.

"I'm sorry, but this time it was a waste of time." He lay down softly and kissed the familiar coldness, "The so-called precious jade of the Ming clan is not even as durable as the Bodhizi before."

"However, what I didn't expect was that apart from the master and senior sister who went to the Mingzu to help Qingming Wushui, I even saw that stupid Bai Muya..."

"Did you know? She actually went to Pluto for a way to restore her soul, just to cover up the dust of being a sleeping beauty like you."

"Obviously I still said bluntly at the beginning, [Worry, worry?! Don't be kidding me! Who would give up thinking about a plaything, let her sleep as long as she likes!], but in the end, she was obediently thinking about others How about it, it's super funny."

……

……

"There are more..." Nan Sixian, who was telling Ji Xue about her adventures as always, suddenly frowned and raised her head, "Huh? Someone actually touched the mountain protection formation?!"

It is said that the Fengming Sword Sect has not opened a school to accept disciples for 300 years. Even if she has made a lot of fame in the world, she has never mentioned her origin and residence.

How could someone come to the top of the nine heavens...?

Well, even though she was cheated by the master, she is still the head of the sect anyway, and she still has to come forward to deal with it no matter what.

——Just casually frighten people away.

Apologetically, she finally kissed across the ice coffin, Nan Sixian stood up with a sigh and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'll be back as soon as I go, soon."

***

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

My chest hurts.

The heart also beats frantically to convey the signal that it is approaching the limit.

If it continues, it will go on strike, as it said so, it made the little girl's green chest fluctuate with a "boom boom".

This is not due to any particular serious illness, it is simply an inevitable phenomenon of physical and spiritual energy being squeezed to the end, and it is a small matter that can be resolved as long as you stop and rest obediently.

However, this little girl who looked about eleven or twelve years old couldn't do that.

The reason is clear at a glance.

Behind her, three burly men full of killing intent were chasing closely.

Surrounded by a strange and incomparable blue spiritual power, these vicious men with an inhuman feeling have no kindness in their eyes.

They undoubtedly really wanted to kill the little girl in the green bamboo-colored plush skirt.

Nan Sixian, who understood this, immediately gave up the idea of ​​expelling all of them, and embraced the little girl who was almost unable to hold on, and slapped the three big men back a few steps with a slap of her sleeves.

"How can the Fengming Sword Sect allow you to wait for Xiaoxiao to rush around." Shen Leng's red pupils swept across lightly, and she said with a soft snort, "Two choices, get out...or die!"

The deep voice that had been condensed from the vicissitudes of life carried a huge coercion that could not be ignored.

bell bell bell...

The gust of wind suddenly blew, and the crisp bell sound hit my heart in a high-pitched manner.

This momentum, this courage, has long been the frail Nan Sixian's full display of terrifying strength.

However, those people on the other side seem to have no level at all to distinguish between strong and weak.

I saw that the weird man who seemed to be the leader among the three of them, after getting rid of the wind pressure of her swinging his sleeves, although he frowned subconsciously, he still quickly showed his arrogant attitude.

"Human woman over there, I advise you not to interfere in our Tianhai Longyuan's affairs, otherwise don't blame us for being merciless!"

"Tianhai Longyuan?"

Hearing such a relatively unfamiliar term at first, Nan Sixian looked through the more famous sects among the three realms in his memory, but no matter how hard he searched, there was no one that was close.

Presumably, when she went to the Mingzu, some forces that were born nearby...?

And judging by their oldest appearance, I am afraid that they are not too young, and they vaguely have the demeanor of ascending to the immortals back then.

"Big sister... you, don't, leave me alone... let's go quickly..."

While Nan Sixian was in a daze, the little girl who was protected by her suddenly reached out and tugged at the corner of her clothes, and said so through gritted teeth.

He is a good boy...

She couldn't help raising the corners of her lips to show a smile, she patted the little girl's trembling hands, and said, "Don't be afraid, big sister is a genius swordsman who even tortured the ghost emperor, it's no problem to beat three broken wild boars!" Down."

"I'm sorry, you stinky cousin, who the hell are you calling a wild boar!!!!"

The momentum exploded, and the leader of the big man directly squeezed the magic formula in his hands, and threw a strange-shaped thing at Nan Sixian, while the other two also unambiguously sacrificed the foreign object that looked like scales and blood drops .

"Humph."

Although the other party used something she had never seen before, such a low energy fluctuation was at best an attack at the Nascent Soul level, no matter what, there was no need to be vigilant at all.

So, he picked up the sword formula casually.

Even Chiba's Nine Revolutions were useless, she just shattered it with three sword qis.

"A trash with no eyes." Bathed in the light blue light spots shattered by foreign objects, Nan Sixian curled her lips in disdain, but was surprised to see that the other party was not surprised but laughed instead.

Um……?how so……?

The question in my heart had just arisen, and it was answered by the body that suddenly didn't control it and the little girl's belated call: "You can't stand there! Your body will be manipulated by them!"

The technique of the control system.

The intentional appearance of attacking is a disguise, tsk, I thought that rough men like them would not play tricks.

But the mere Nascent Soul-level cultivation base, as long as I think about it... huh?Can't get rid of it? !

"Hahaha, if you are infected with the special scale blood bestowed by the Dragon Ancestor, even a fairy must be obedient!!! Obediently wait for death, you stinky woman who likes to meddle in other things!"

"Wait, big brother, don't kill me yet. This woman is good enough to look at her looks carefully. That little girl can't move, this is just for our brother to vent his anger."

Hearing the words, the burly man at the head met the eyes of the two brothers, looked at the woman in red who had already been wet, and immediately nodded his head knowingly and showed a disgusting smile.

But when he changed the formula in his hand, Nan Sixian started to take off his clothes with both hands!

Not good.

That special scale blood is really troublesome, and it will take some time to break through its obstruction to the meridians.

They planned to deal with them by relying on the prepared counterattack sword array, but in the end they put away their murderous intentions and did such a nasty thing.

———Damn it, aren't you afraid that I will break through the control if you delay so long!

at this time.

The rain suddenly turned into snow, and the head suddenly disappeared.

At the same time as the blood was rushing, in the vast world of black and white, a flawless white hand pressed firmly on the trembling Nan Sixian's shoulder.

"Undress in public, I, have you ever agreed?"

The moment the cold tone sounded, all other voices suddenly froze.

She has imagined this dreamlike scene countless times, imagined what she should say and what she should do at that time, but at this moment, Nan Sixian's poor mind, which was not smart at all, seemed to be It doesn't even work.

Looking at the snow-colored swordsman in front of him, although his appearance is slightly different, he is definitely "her".

Nan Sixian, who couldn't stop the tears, struggled to break through the prison of Linxue, pulled the corner of his mouth to show the best smile, and shouted with the loudest voice: "Ji Xue...!"

"Ji Xue... Ji Xue... Ji Xue... Ji Xue...!!!!!!"

Is it a grievance?Is it joy?

The woman shook her head gently, but kept repeating her lover's name, as if to make up for all the lost time.

"No." Nan Sixian's cheek was caressed with his left hand, his thumb was pressed against her lips, and his purple eyes, which were also full of water patterns, showed deep love, "with you, there is no one like "Ji" Words, this life, a new name, a little ink and no trace Ningxueqing."

Yes, the cage of self-imprisonment has been long enough.In the following days, change to a cage called love, and continue.

With a jerky smile, she lowered her head to pry open Nan Sixian's tense lips, and kissed indulgently. After she regained her composure, she firmly hugged Ning Xueqing with her backhand and regained the initiative.

The sound of sluggish water is intertwined with the fiery smell.

The two women squeezed each other's bodies, and the charming and ambiguous scenery dyed the pale world with pink.

Long time... long time...

When kissing and hugging were no longer enough, their hands reached out to each other's place that was wet and muddy by the heat flow almost at the same time.

Then, while maintaining the scorching hot kiss, the two pairs of eyes that opened suddenly looked at each other aggressively.

Clearly a disagreement arose.

A special "sword intent" sparked extremely dazzling sparks.

Knowing that she would lose by force, Nan Sixian had no choice but to resort to the strongest weapon, "If you don't let me, I'll cry for you!", and even though she hadn't stopped crying, it was obviously While pretending, Ning Xueqing still obediently bowed her head and admitted defeat.

———She likes it, whatever.

Lovingly relaxed her aura, her mouth and tongue were immediately occupied by the other party, and she acquiesced in what Nan Sixian wanted to do next.

It's a pity that their increasingly exciting "competition" made the young audience a little unbearable.

"ah……"

The little girl who wanted to sneak away made a mistake and screamed, and at the same time, it made Nan Sixian realize that - there are still people watching, you can't let your wife be seen by others!

Reluctantly ended the fragrant kiss, and resentfully retracted the middle finger that was stuck in the gap.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" She puffed her face, and was about to drive away the little guy who got in the way, "Little girl, according to the rules, you can't stay on the top of the nine heavens, anyway, the people who chase you will be killed." If that guy is killed, you should also leave..."

"Let her join the Fengming Sword Sect." Before Nan Sixian finished speaking, she was interrupted by Ning Xueqing's surprising proposal.

Puzzled as to why this person had suddenly changed his gender, and he didn't want the world of the two of them to be disturbed, he blinked cutely and asked in a low voice, "Why...?"

"It's kind of human." Ning Xueqing raised her hand to wipe away the tears on Nan Sixian's cheeks, then caught a few crystal clear snowflakes, exhaled faintly, and looked at the sea of ​​stars in the sky, "Give one, for me, A friend lost in the past and the future."

"Hey?! Huh?! Who the hell is that?"

"...Let's go." After the snow covered the sky, she took the blushing little girl with one hand, and tightly held the red warmth that had never changed, "Go back and tell you slowly."