The enemy of comprehension is the sword

The thick darkness faded after the excruciating pain, and the person who had been sleeping for a long time finally woke up.

Although the light from the Nine Heavens Summit was not that strong, the discomfort that stings the eyes still caused Nan Sixian to raise his right hand and slightly cover his forehead.

Where is this...?

The last impression I had before seemed to be the fierce battle with the sword demon, and... the blood-stained wind!

Shang Qinghan!

With colic in her heart, the girl in red sat up suddenly from the soft bed almost like a dead soul cheating a corpse.

That's right, the half-shattered afterimage I saw at that time was definitely Shang Qinghan...

died?Just died for no apparent reason?

How could it be like this, she, how could it be like this!

The hands pressing on the edge of the bed were clenched silently, and a pair of fiery red pupils were filled with sorrow, almost losing their usual alluring splendor.

This is the abjection that those who meditate on the sword do not want to see, so———

"you're awake."

The cold and song-like tone broke the silence and endless sadness.

A woman who hates meaningless nonsense and rarely speaks on her own initiative, easily shakes her faith and speaks real nonsense.

This familiar voice made Nan Sixian's heart tremble.

He raised his head almost instantly, and his eyes followed the source of the sound, shining like stars in the night sky.

is her?

Locking on a still beautiful silhouette, her blurry eyes could only see a general idea, but that was enough to make her shout out loud.

"Shang Qinghan?! Are you okay!"

Shouts of joy, mixed with shallow sobs.

I just knew that this guy's supernatural powers are immeasurable, how can some mere mortals' calculations kill her?

It was too late to see everything clearly, the girl in red rushed forward with a burst of spring breeze, wanting to have a fiery, heart-warming hug.

however.

The wind blows through the air, and the emerald sword falls to the snow and cold.

No flirting as usual, no banter as usual.

It was the divine sword as dusty as emerald that weighed heavily on the girl's shoulder and stopped the girl's movements, and what coldly captured the girl's heart and cut off the girl's thoughts was the killing intent like snow and ink.

The confused brain was finally awake, and the blurred vision returned to normal.

The woman holding the sigh of the world of mortals has white hair and snow, her purple eyes are full of anger, and her whole body is full of aloofness and detachment.

It turned out that it wasn't Shang Qinghan, but Jixue...

Speaking of which, when she faced the all-out attack of Shenghua Daoist and the red-haired female demon in the end, she did have the impression that she was saved by the dead ice.

The dead ice suddenly appeared from such a distance, she thought she was in a state of consciousness that was not free from hallucinations.

The expression in his eyes darkened, Nan Sixian was suppressed by Hong Chen's sigh, and also lost his strength, leaning against the head of the bed again and slowly sat down.

"It's just a hug, why do you always have to draw your sword in such a petty way, it hurts people!"

She boldly pushed away the green sword around her neck, but it was probably because the feeling of losing hope was really frustrating, and the complaints she muttered in her mouth seemed a little empty.

"Hug? You, don't you have your Shang Qinghan?"

Throwing Hongchen Tan back to the sword stand casually, Ji Xue blurted out a sentence that seemed to have a different emotion than usual.

It seems to be very similar to a certain feeling in a dream.

A little disgusted, a little displeased, a little irritable, and a little sour...

Is this why she always shows that expression when facing Nan Sixian?

Boring, boring as hell.

Subconsciously turned his head away, but he couldn't calm down his chaotic heart. When the frowning swordsman was about to go to Xuefeng to calm down——

"She...is no longer here..."

A choked whisper entered my ears, but the heavy words flowed out because of the wrong emphasis.

she is gone?

"So, you can only hug me?"

There was a dangerous cold light at the end of her delicate eyes, Ji Xue half-knelt on the edge of the bed with her left knee, leaned over to face Nan Sixian, she didn't say much anymore, just kept venting her air-conditioning.

Of course, Nan Sixian definitely didn't mean what she thought.

It was simply because for the first time, a more important person smiled and turned into nothingness in front of her eyes, and she was the one who inflicted fatal injuries on both occasions.

Such a strong sense of impact has made her unable to recover from the sadness, let alone hear the emotions in Ji Xue's words.

In addition, I have to say that the thinking circuit of the swordsman today is not normal.

Depending on the situation and the tone of the context, generally speaking, you won’t miss the point here.

"Hey? Hey! I didn't mean that..."

As if the sadness was diluted by this person, Nan Sixian stared at the beauty who was close at hand, and explained in a daze, almost biting his tongue.

However, dilution is always just dilution.

The girl's uncontrollable sadness and deep self-blame made Ji Xue feel panicked, and at the same time, she also noticed her unexpected gaffe.

What should be said has not been opened yet, but what should not be said has continued one after another. What the hell am I doing.

He stood up suddenly, and the snow fell from his clothes belt.

The snow-colored swordsman's face was slightly red, and he had to turn his back before bringing the conversation back on track with a voice that he thought was cold: "There is still a turning point for Shang Qinghan's matter."

"Really?! Yes, this is the world of cultivating immortals, and resurrection should not be difficult. Then, what should we do next?"

The overly surprised expression, even if Ji Xue couldn't see it, she knew that she must be smiling, and the words like a cannonball were an anxiety that she didn't want to wait for a moment.

It's just a mere Shang Qinghan...

There was a moment of silence, and then the heavy snow that filled the sleeves froze the overly verbose person, leaving only an elegant indifference.

"Words to come again, after recovering, I will wait for you on the top of Xuefeng."

***

At dusk, the extremely cold snow peak immersed in the sea of ​​clouds finally ushered in a bright red figure.

The reason why it was delayed so late was naturally not the fault of Nan Sixian being too slack.

Ordinarily, this kind of plot mode that still has something to explain will restrict her movements, which is probably just a simple control, and she should be able to catch up immediately.

However, when she really started to use her kung fu to try to melt the ice, her pretty face instantly darkened.

no response!Obviously she has been working very hard to force her cultivation, but the ice seal on her body doesn't even show any signs of melting!

How could this be...

Could it be that the dead ice block was not intended to let her escape by her own strength, but that it would slowly start to thaw at the time she had decided?

Then wait, it won't be too long anyway.

Holding this innocent and lovely idea, Nan Sixian ice sculpture counted the cracks on the wooden table boredly, while looking forward to the disappearance of the ice seal on his body.

One second, one minute, one time...

There is no change at all.

The too cruel reality and the stiff and sore body made Nan Sixian's eyes gradually turn from impatience at first to numbness, and then only the collapsed dead fish eyes remained.

If it is for her luck to break through the ice, the level of freezing air is completely different, so strong that she can't catch up even if she tries her life.

And if you want to say that it will be thawed when the time comes, it will be useless to wait until the sun is about to go down.

That bastard must be playing with her.

Or some kind of punishment?But I didn't offend her either...

Complaining helplessly that she was so wronged that she was about to cry, finally when Nan Sixian was about to despair, she finally came out of the ice.

It is still not relying on strength, nor is someone thinking of unblocking.

It was Jianzun Wangyun, who came to visit his apprentice, who found the ice sculpture and rescued her from it just now.

Moreover, Nan Sixian felt that she would never forget Master Shizun's glowing eyes at that time.

"The sword seals the millennium's cold without hurting the human body and neither destroys nor breaks. It's a good move."

She's meowing, she's such a hot dog!Dead fish eyes indifferent.jpg

Although what Master Master said was not very straightforward, the tone of admiration for the sword moves in the words was obvious, and she could still understand the word "millennium".

If you don't agree with each other, you will be sealed for a thousand years?

No, based on Nan Sixian's understanding of her, it is conceivable that this person probably didn't realize that his sword tricks couldn't be undone by her cultivation!

An extremely correct guess.

After stepping on the top of the snow peak, the condemnation and impatience in Ji Xue's eyes almost perfectly confirmed this point.

———Look, look, she's still upset about Miss Ben's being late!

"...You, you came too slowly."

With frost marks on his eyebrows, the swordsman's fingertips slid across Hong Chen's body, curling up a snowy and beautiful body. Although Nan Sixian was puzzled, his face was full of love, but he still questioned him coldly.

However, does it mean that Shang Qinghan does not have that kind of relationship with her...

"It's a thousand years early, okay?"

Nan Sixian gave her an annoyed look, and said each word while holding her forehead heavily.

1000 years too early...?Ah...it's Qianqiu's first year...

The hand that was caressing the Cuijian froze suddenly, and a seductive light blush faintly bloomed on Yubai's skin, and even the falling snow from the sky seemed a little messy.

Quickly realizing the mistake, the snow-like beauty bit her lower lip, turned her head to the deserted sea of ​​clouds, avoiding a pair of dead fish eyes that were too tight.

Then, a cold and frightening aura suddenly rose.

"It came just fine."

Completely erasing the previous conversation and restarting the game forcefully, Ji Xue's cold voice could hardly hear the embarrassment, and it was emphasized again because of the delay in getting a reply.

"You came at just the right time."

Ah, fooling around.

Couldn't help chuckling silently, Nan Sixian took three steps in parallel and took two steps to sit on the ice platform next to Jixue, and said helplessly following her wishes: "Yes, yes, yes, you can continue."

Calmly, he distanced himself from the girl in red.

Thinking of Mingzhu Chenchen's suggestion to Nan Sixian, Ji Xue's complicated expression was restrained, her face was serious, and her ruthless indifference was restored.

"As I said before, in order to seek the chance of Shang Qinghan's rebirth in this world, you and I will have to deal with several important matters slowly."

"However, there is one other thing that you must do before acting."

The unlucky experience of cheating fathers all the time, the keen sense of smell cultivated by being forced to die all the time.

As soon as Ji Xue said these words, Nan Sixian, who was extremely witty, already felt boundless murderous aura!

Meow, she knows that no matter what event is triggered, it is her who is unlucky...

Knowing that the situation was irreversible, Nan Sixian sighed, staring blankly at the swordsman who made a sword shape with two fingers and pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows, and didn't even bother to resist.

Sure enough, it was the tragic song of heaven and earth that turned my heart, using the sword of fleeting time to convey the divine will, and forcefully opened the good fortune to stagnate the years.

Anyway, in her whole life, she just had to run afoul of this incomparably damned realm of consciousness.

The eyes of the dead fish gradually closed, only to hear the last sound in the ear——

"You can't lose the burning soul to cleanse your sins, understand your heart, understand your sword, use your mind to destroy your illusions, and take back the power that person left you."

☆, 64. Can't wait until you're done being handsome before making trouble?