The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 19

The moon and stars are scarce, and outside the several wooden houses surrounded by immortal energy, there is only the dark night that fills the sky, drawing a touch of silence.

This is the place where cultivators who can reach the sixth step of the Tongtian Ladder will live temporarily before formally entering the mountain gate tomorrow.

After stepping through the baptism of the Tongtian Ladder, they are basically busy integrating the pure heaven and earth aura they swallowed, and consolidating the little law of heaven that they have realized there, and have no time to distract themselves from other things.

If there are people who don't fit in, it can only be the white-haired woman in front of her who is leaning on the tree trunk, sighing quietly to the moon, shepherding the sword with blood.

The beauty is like snow, and the sword is like ink.

This person strikes a sword, obviously silent and speechless, but people always feel that they can't take their eyes off.

Even if the stars are dazzling, they can't take half of the line of sight.

But to be honest, Ji Xue's expression today seems to be completely different from the cold alienation and indifference of the past, and she seems a little distracted.

Suddenly, the blood on the sword was dimmed.

She withdrew her hand that still had a little bit of bright red, and in a daze, she subconsciously tapped on that alluring lips, and there was a red afterimage in her eyes.

What happened during the day was an unexpected trouble for Nan Sixian and her.

Although she managed to confuse Nan Sixian with the help of Xuan Cangyin and let Nan Sixian focus on her cultivation first, she couldn't calm down.

Is that a kiss?How could she have acted in such a rude manner on the spur of the moment?

Ji Xue has never had any contact with emotions since she was a child, and she is known for being heartless and ruthless when she becomes the sword in the hands of the reincarnated person. Even if she falls to the Southern Ming Realm, she just knows a friend.

She has never even had a relationship with a normal man, let alone a woman.

But yesterday, she kissed a little girl who she considered to be a good friend under the pull of a wonderful feeling.

It was just a simple kiss of lips and teeth, not even a more intimate and in-depth entanglement, she felt as if she was hiding a deer, and she couldn't calm down.

It seems that after getting acquainted with that Nan Sixian, her calm state of mind can no longer return to the original calmness.

Those unique emotions that had never existed in a thousand years surged out like a flood that broke a bank, violently dragging her into the torrent that belonged to others, and she could hardly breathe.

Ji Xue stood up, looked at the black ink sword that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, and murmured in a daze: "I...what's the matter? I'm bored, but..."

If it is not finished, you cannot continue.

No matter how distraught she is, it's hard to restrain herself, all she can do is——

Jade points to ink marks, dances swords to express feelings!

However, the moment she grasped the ink sword, she only felt a sharp pain in her heart, like a poisonous insect biting her heart.

"Cough..." Mouth vomited red, and her figure was unsteady, Ji Xue couldn't even hold the sword, so she could only let it fall to the ground, splashing a light cloud of dust.

The "that" who was already hard to suppress because of leaving Tingfenggu, after she first opened the seal of the sword and made a forceful move, and then absorbed thousands of resentful souls to invade her body, she finally fought back violently.

At this time, what she should do most is to rush back to Tingfeng Valley as soon as possible, rest and heal her injuries, right?

But Ji Xue didn't want to do that.

Not only because she agreed to Nan Sixian to protect her to worship the sect, but also because of the reluctance in her heart that she couldn't understand.

——Right now, I can’t go back.

The sharp light in her eyes froze, and she guided Qi with her fingertips, and as she swiped her sword intent, she firmly locked several vital veins again, temporarily suppressing the abnormalities in her body.

Suddenly, a coquettish whisper resounded in the silent cloud———

"Hey, my... Great Sword Immortal. I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, how did you become so embarrassed, huh?"

The gentle tone hides deep anger and deep hatred, a person outside the sky, dressed in purple and gold Taoist clothes, beautiful and peerless, walking on the road of moonlight.

The overly familiar voice made Ji Xue, who was panting non-stop, look up, but in an instant, her whole body froze unnaturally as if frozen.

"……It's you."

What she saw in her eyes was the first person she met when she came to this world, the first friend who broke her lonely fate, and also... her biggest regret in this world.

"Why are you here? After that, how are you?"

Her voice was a little hoarse, and her tightly pinched knuckles were tense, highlighting the pale arc.

"Is it okay? Is it okay?! Of course it is."

"I, Qingshuangluo, have lost all my luck and have no chance to ascend to the sky. A casual cultivator who has no chance to ascend to heaven can marry into the number one sect to ascend to the immortals and stand on the road. There is only one person who is below thousands of people. You can get whatever you want, even if you have a whole body of cultivation. Going straight to crossing the catastrophe, there are few enemies."

"Who can say no? And who can say no!"

The woman in purple looked up to the sky and laughed loudly as if she had heard something funny, but her tone was getting higher and higher, and her excitement was becoming more and more obvious, but it revealed that her heart was not what she said.

And for Ji Xue, who has an amazing spiritual sense, she can clearly feel the feeling of sinking in despair, which is sadness, despair, and self-abandonment that cannot be resolved even in a thousand years.

Reminiscent of the once gorgeous and high-spirited genius girl, the strong contrast made Ji Xue's heart shudder, and she couldn't speak anymore.

The cold night became more and more bleak, misty clouds and mist covered the bright white moonlight, and in an instant, the eyes of the indifferent swordsman were hazy like never before.

Thoughts surged in the old days, but the Tao was ruthless and touched the eyes, leaving only silence.

"Hmph. Put aside the old saying, do you think that if you messed around in Tongtian Ladder like that, it would have been so easy if it hadn't happened to be my turn yesterday?"

Qing Shuangluo didn't come to Ji Xue to break the silence by answering another question of hers.

"……Feel sorry."

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder she challenged Daowei, the creator of the Tongtian Ladder head-on, but no one came out to stop the majestic Qixuan. It turned out to be her...

"Words are not easy to use. If you sincerely apologize, then promise me one request."

The overly blunt tone knocked on the ear and imprinted in the heart.

Striving to stand upright, Ji Xue silently took a deep breath, and replied in a deep voice: "What do you want, tell me."

As the clouds dispersed and the moon rose, Qingshuang's blue pupils looked directly into her eyes, as if they wanted to see through her soul, what she said was an unexpected but expected force.

"Give me that little girl named Nan Sixian."

The Climbing Immortal Lindao where she is now is exactly the sect of the three Nascent Soul cultivators who wiped out the Nan family before. It is normal for her to continue to get rid of Nan Sixian and seize the hidden treasure, but...

Ji Xue frowned, knowing that she shouldn't say too much, she couldn't help but teach a lesson: "It's too much to destroy the Nan family for no reason. Don't make mistakes again. Hold the three-foot Qingfeng..."

It's a pity that before the words were finished, the woman in purple took him over.

"Enough is enough. Holding a three-foot green sword, sweeping away the injustices in the world, showing righteousness and arrogance, and proving that the sword has no regrets. It is true that I have said this before, but that is just a delusion that cannot see the reality clearly."

"The rule in the cultivation world is that the weak are prey to the strong. Moreover, the Nan family who hides all kinds of filth are not good people. For the common people, even if I don't do it, others will do it. Why don't you take all the advantages in your own hands?! "

Qing Shuangluo smiled sarcastically, and continued: "Besides, such words, coming from your mouth, are not convincing at all, right?"

The cold words, as sharp as a knife, pierced Jixue's heart, and the blood flowed continuously.

The swordsman, who was already standing unsteadily, trembled all over, and the sadness in his eyes also added a few points.

yes.With her hands already stained with the blood of innocent people, she is probably the least qualified person in the world to preach like this.

"In this world, strength is everything. Just like you killed the three hall masters and countless disciples of my sect, I have no intention of pursuing it, do I?"

Qing Shuangluo spread her hands and said with a distorted expression.

"Besides, I'm really curious. Nan Sixian's talent is poor, her understanding is poor, and she only has a good face. What is it that makes you so fascinated by the Great Sword Immortal, you step out of the valley of listening to the wind, and use your kung fu in bed?"

The words were extremely filthy, the words were full of contempt and vulgarity, originally with a hint of guilt, Ji Xue, who let her sarcasm, for some reason, could no longer bear it.

"Shut up! She's not that kind of person."

The cold reprimand was accompanied by killing thoughts, Ji Xue's two fingers melted into ink, and the solid sword energy pointed directly at Qingshuang's throat, marking a red mark.

"My best friend is in trouble, I, it's just because of the necessity."

A close friend is in trouble, is love a last resort? !Thank you for being able to speak, thank you for being able to speak!

Glittering in his eyes, Qing Shuangluo grabbed Ji Xue and pointed at his wrist, suppressing his feelings for no reason, and shouted: "Huh? You also have feelings?!"

"If there is love, my family encountered a great enemy that day, where are you! That day I was forced to marry that disgusting old man, where are you! I wash my face with tears every day, for hundreds of years, just waiting for you to rescue me Kuhai, where are you!"

"It's also a family suffering, and it's also a desperate prayer."

"Why, she who doesn't know anything, can make you desperate?! Why, she gave up her luck against the weather, just for me who is always by your side, but she didn't get anything and ended up like this! I... What the hell? ?! You tell me!"

The unstoppable despair beats in the heart, and the unstoppable sorrow penetrates into the soul, screaming like a demon possessed.

The former best friend appealed with inexpressible grief.

She looked extremely angry, but she seemed to be on the verge of bursting into tears. The only thing that remained unchanged was the boundless darkness in her heart.

Speechless.

At that time, she hadn't recovered enough to step out of Tingfeng Valley. At that time, she still couldn't understand the horror of losing a friend, and there were thousands of reasons to say.

However, none of these can change the fact that she sat by and watched Qing Shuangluo's accident, and never had any intention of intervening.

Guilt, helplessness, sadness, all of which are useless.

"Feel sorry."

There is still only an apology, and Ji Xue can do nothing in the face of the accusation in front of her.

"...Forget it, I'm the one who still has expectations." Qingshuang felt a chill in her heart, she threw Ji Xue's hand away with a dull expression, and said with her lips pursed, "You, you must protect Nana. Sixian, right?"

Anyone can hear the loneliness and jealousy, the expression of the woman in front of her can't suppress her inner thoughts at all, it's fully exposed.

If it wasn't for her request, as an old friend, even if she wants Ji Xue to go to the sea of ​​fire alone, she should give in, but when it comes to Nan Sixian——

"Yes. With me here, no one can hurt her."

The snow-colored swordsman closed his eyes, raised his head high, and let the night wind pave his face, his words were firm and did not change at all.

"Okay, okay!" Daoist Shuangluo, who was in charge of ascending to the immortals, laughed back in anger, and put down his cruel words in a vicious voice, "Since that's the case, I also said it."

"Nan Sixian will never let Nan Sixian go when she ascends to the Immortal and Dao, even if she worships in the Qixuan family of the Taoism! If you dare to leave her and go back to the valley, I will do my best to kill her, and the only way is to die!"

"There is nowhere to suppress the karmic obstacles, so I want to see how far you, who are so ruthless, are willing to support her!"

The heart of the Tao shook the sky, causing thousands of divine sounds to fall, and finally became a mark.

Qingshuangluo, with beautiful eyes and tears in her eyes, actually swore a heart demon oath for such a trivial matter, and she would not change her words.

The last glance deeply imprinted this person's ruthless appearance in his eyes, and kept him on guard for a hundred years. The monk surrounded by purple aura no longer had any nostalgia, and he returned by riding the clouds with his sleeves swaying.

Old love blows away with the wind...

It wasn't until that point of purple flowers disappeared into the sky that Ji Xue slowly opened her moist purple eyes, sighed, and muttered to herself.

"Why bother?"

"You underestimated me, and also underestimated Sixian..."