The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 101 The Fierce Battle Is Coming

The first light of the new year shines, gently shining into the house through the thin screen window.

The smoggy mist freely permeates the lingering alcohol smell, filling the ordinary house with a bit of ethereal and remote fairy air.

Nan Sixian opened his eyes.

Quietly pressed his right hand on the bed and straightened his upper body, staring out of focus at the scorching light outside the room in a daze.

"Already, it's morning..."

Shaking his head habitually, sorting out fragments of memory.

Looking at the blood-stained countdown in front of her, she shrinks back in fear, and then musters rare courage to put on the little red shoes next to the bed first with her left foot and then with her right foot.

Looks very antique style.

These are not her usual shoes, but the size fits surprisingly well, and there is always a warm feeling hidden in them.

I tried to step on the ground and stomped a few times, then pushed it left and right a few times.

After accepting the new shoes with satisfaction, when Nan Sixian was about to stand up from the bed, he suddenly felt a slight pull from the tip of his left finger.

Very weak strength.

She broke free before she even knew it.

However, the cold and greasy touch still made the sleepy dead fish eyes look down.

One hand seemed to be clutching something and fell on the pillow, and the other hand was holding a somewhat familiar jade pot on her lap.

The snow-white hair was messy, and the woman's face was dyed with a cherry-colored aftertaste. She lowered her head and leaned lazily on the head of the bed. Through the wide-open neckline, one could see the faint white tenderness rising and falling with her breath.

No longer dull, ambiguous and confusing, like a goblin.

I have to say that Ji Xue's appearance of being picked by others is so charming that it is a bit foul.

Sitting there, Nan Sixian couldn't take her eyes off, took several deep breaths, and barely suppressed the terrifying urge to fuck her on the spot.

The time was nearly up, and there was no room left for that.

What's more, if you taste the sweet taste of her flesh and bones, you will only feel more regretful when you leave.

———Miss Ben is very hard on bitterness!

Shrugging his shoulders, he exhaled foul air.

Nan Sixian bent down, in the posture of a princess hugging her, and picked up Jixue who was sleeping wearily.

Wow, what a choking smell.

When she got closer, she suddenly realized that the strong aroma of wine seemed to have taken root, and it was likely that the smell of alcohol in the room before was coming from her body.

I didn't notice for a while and almost got suffocated. How much did this guy drink...?

How can a good person become a big alcoholic!

Carefully placing the beauty in her arms on the bed, she wrinkled her nose and glanced at Ji Xue with a mature face, as if she was looking at a child who was stealing the wine hidden by an adult.

Looking at it, the person in front of him suddenly became blurred, and in the haze, it seemed that the color of water from nowhere seemed to wet the skirt of his clothes.

The morning dew is really annoying...

Dabbing carelessly on her face, she bent down and bit Ji Xue's lips: "Okay, I'm leaving. Remember, don't miss me."

Yes, don't think about her.

Those who are forgotten will be very painful, but those who remember are even more desperate.

If you have to choose, then forget it.

Part your lips, don't look back.

Nan Sixian ran away in a hurry, but these short steps were extremely heavy and frightening.

A mournful figure stumbled and finally pushed open the door and stepped out.

Try hard to close the door.

The girl tremblingly looked at the broken snow, as if something was suddenly missing in her heart, and there was a strange bitter taste in the emptiness.

This feeling made her very uncomfortable, and she almost wanted to scream.

Fortunately, she can still maintain a minimum of sanity.

Covering her mouth tightly with both hands without hesitation, Nan Sixian ran like crazy at the limit speed, and soon disappeared quietly into the boundless distance.

But even so, the choked up crying still couldn't hide——

That scene was stern and cruel... heart-piercing! ! !

"Ha." Jixue Youzi's eyes slowly opened, her fingertips were stained with ink to force out the smell of alcohol, and she landed under the bed with a few sword shadows, "You live in the apex of my heart without authorization, and you wrap yourself up Covered in dust, trying to escape. Oh, are you sure?"

A piercingly cold evil spirit overflowed, filling the whole room with elegant frosty whiteness.

Shang Qinghan told her at that time that drinking would make people happy, while Nan Sixian told her last night that drinking would make people forget things.

But she drank so much, but in the end, her heart was still sober and terrifying.

Nothing has changed.

Fortunately, however, nothing has changed.

Cowardly seeking to escape, even if it can relieve people's pain for a while, it will never give anyone real salvation.

More importantly, not for her.

A cold light flashed in her eyes, the beauty like snow gently tidied up her messy clothes, step by step, walked to the backyard of the Nan family on the pure white snow road.

There, there is a divine sword that is as dusty as emerald green, silently on the white jade sword stand.

"The world of mortals sighs, Shang Qinghan." Xue's hair fluttered, his eyes were half closed, and his cold voice was full of sadness, "Come with me, this is the finale of Xueluo."

***

The dilapidated Xuantian City.

In the middle of the layers of demon flames, a stunning figure in white clothes sat on the throne with his cheeks leaning on his back.

The Seizing Pulse Formation across the Seven Mysteries of the Dao Meridian is nearly completed, but the resistance of the righteous monks is still tepid and they are fighting and retreating.

Is it because they don't know her purpose of capturing these mountain gates, or is it because she has other plans to preserve her combat power for the desperate decisive battle?

The index finger of his left hand tapped rhythmically, and Bai Muya raised his eyebrows solemnly: "What do you think?"

As soon as the question was asked, there was a wave of spiritual light in the empty square.

The majestic purple aura on the pavement tore away the shackles of the space, and a figure in a green bamboo-colored plush long coat stepped out.

Xuan Cangyin didn't care how she noticed her, and replied in a normal way: "With the Tianbang in hand, let's not talk about your purpose for that princess of the Ming clan, I'm afraid you can guess how to kill her. "

After all, that person is a terrifying person who will start a war in the Nanming Realm with just one mouth in the future.

Although she had never seen the Tianbang, it was also rumored to be miraculous. The combination of these two items should not be underestimated by anyone.

"Oh? From the tone of your voice, it seems that you are very familiar with that princess." Bai Muya smiled and curled his lips, implying, "Obviously you have never had any interaction with her before."

There are quite a few secrets hidden in Xuan Cangyin's heart.

Back then when the foundation was still being built.

He could bypass the fairy formation and wake her up who should have continued to sleep, and also single-handedly arranged a series of preparations from unblocking to fighting.

Coupled with her deep knowledge of the secret trump cards of the major sects, and her astonishing proficiency in both Taoism and Confucianism, she does not look like a little girl who has just entered the world of cultivation.

But her bone age is normal and there is no sign of taking her home, which is really interesting...

"Why are you so tempting? Qingming Wushui and I have indeed fought against each other, but my business is not the point at all, is it?"

Taking a slight look at Bai Muya, Xuan Cangyin snorted slightly and said with some displeasure: "At this juncture, you should think about your own safety."

"Hahahahaha!!!!!!"

Laughed out loud as if hearing some funny joke.

Bai Muya pretentiously wiped away tears and said: "There is no bright pearl to cover the dust, even if they really break through the six forbidden areas, who can hurt me."

The tone is full of endless confidence.

It's not a bad habit like excessive arrogance, she just states such a reality very seriously.

In this Nanming Realm, where even the ascension period is rare, except for the super-standard pearls covering the dust, Bai Mu Ya doesn't think he will lose to anyone else.

Even Lu Yao who always came to disturb them recently is the same.

"There are people beyond people, and there is heaven beyond the sky." Xuan Cangyin gave Ghost Emperor a faint look, and said with a nostalgic smile, "If she is willing to take action, killing you will not be difficult."

Again.

This guy is usually normal, but when he talks about a certain character, he is like a senior fan girl.

Her family's idol is the sky, the earth, and the only myth. No matter who comes, they will have to eat and walk around if they really do it.

"Haha." Too lazy to quarrel with her endlessly, Bai Muya covered her mouth and yelled in sleepiness, stretched her waist and said, "Hmph, don't talk about the outcome before the fight. Full is better."

"Heh, you'll know later."

Xuan Cangyin had no choice but to turn her back to avoid looking at Bai Muya because she had a weird expression from holding back her laughter, and then quickly opened her mouth to bring the topic back to the point.

"What are you going to do next? Immediately make a quick attack or wait for the magic soldiers to accumulate more advantages?"

That's the way to ask, but in fact, she already knows what Bai Muya will do.

With [-]% of her mind, other than rushing forward and hacking, there is no other idea at all.

Sure enough, Bai Muya came down from the throne and patted Xuan Cangyin on the shoulder, and said triumphantly, "Do you still need to ask? Naturally, we will directly attack the last point, and hit them until they can't get up again."

"Well, soldiers are precious and fast, I wish you success."

The tone was flat as usual, with some different meaning hidden in the dark, Xuan Cangyin waved his sleeves and opened the Taoist teleportation formation before leaving.

"Aren't you going?" Bai Muya narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked up and down Xuan Cangyin with great interest, "I thought you wouldn't miss any chance to draw spiritual veins."

The Taoist, who was surrounded by Confucianism, paused, turned his head slowly, and said in a dangerously frightening tone: "My business has nothing to do with you."

"Remember, don't cross the boundary, otherwise, Xuan Cangyin will make you regret it."

The author has something to say: I'm so sleepy, I'm about to fall asleep, I almost can't hold on...