There was something wrong with my past life

Under the cold moonlight.

The wooden sword with "The Best Sword in the World" engraved on the hilt was quietly suspended under the boundless night, with the moonlight shining on it and flowing on the sword's body.

This sword is the only proof that the sword owner, whose body disappeared with the wind without leaving any trace, once existed in the world.

Ning Ye stared at the wooden sword in front of her and was silent for a long time. Finally, she stretched out her hand and gently grasped the hilt.

From today on, this is his sword.

Starting from tonight, the two brothers will be reunited and inseparable!

And with the death of the sword master, the thousands of swords gathered here, all with their own brilliant and different sword auras, surged out of the wooden swords and flew in all directions, trying to return to where they came from.

Such a scene of sword energy crisscrossing like fireworks, like a colorful lotus slowly blooming in the night sky.

But this does not mean that all swords have returned to their owners.

In the previous battle against the three ancestors of the aristocratic families, an extremely large number of swords were completely damaged and scrapped. There are also some, such as those originally brought out from the Sword Peak by the sword master, or the several Taoist divine swords in the Tao Alliance that have no owners yet, but they all chose to stay.

Those sword cultivators who saw the return of their swords were naturally overjoyed, especially after inspecting the swords, their smiles almost reached their ears.

Because these swords were contained in the body of the sword master like a sea of ​​rivers, and they worked together to strike the sword, so these swords also had a little bit of the sword master's sword intention on them.

Although this sword intent is far from even a drop in the bucket, the sword master is after all the pinnacle of sword cultivators in the world. His sword intent is not comparable to that of ordinary monks. This subtle sword intent is very important to these sword cultivators. For them, it can be described as a rare treasure, which will be of immeasurable benefit to their future practice.

It is conceivable that after tonight, the overall strength of sword cultivators in the world will rise to a higher level.

The monk who got the return of the sword contaminated by the sword master's sword intention was naturally overjoyed. But some are happy and some are sad. Those monks whose swords were scrapped in this battle are really on the verge of crying. Looking at the swords held as treasures in the arms of the sword cultivators beside them, their eyes are red with jealousy. Like a rabbit.

But these things have nothing to do with Ning Ye at this time.

He took what was originally just an extremely ordinary wooden sword and now became Zeng Zhantian's No. 1 sword in the world, worthy of the name, into his body and carefully nourished it with his spiritual energy and soul.

Because the wooden sword now is his younger brother.

After being imbued with the complete sword intention of the Sky-Severing Sword, the appearance of the wooden sword did not change in any way, nor did it become an iron sword, a gold sword, or a silver sword. It still looked like a sword made of the most ordinary wood, with An ordinary wooden sword carved and polished.

But just like Bai Xuan, the little fox who was released from the amethyst seal in the forbidden area of ​​the Dongfang family, once said that the so-called sky-cutting sword cares about the shape but not the shape. There is no need to care about details such as material. As long as Just know that it is the strongest sword in the world.

Because this sword not only cut through the sky, but twice.

The first time was in the dark and turbulent era of ancient times, and the second time was not long ago...

Although he descended into the mortal world and took on a human body, in essence, the way of heaven is still the way of heaven.

Fortunately, Ning Ye's scammer third brother, who is the young master of the Nangong family, is not here, otherwise the situation would have been extremely embarrassing. After all, you said it was not good to name this guy, but he had to choose such a weird one.

After putting the Tianzhan Wooden Sword into his body, Ning Ye turned around and walked towards Long Aojiao, who was holding her daughter at the side, as if walking on flat ground in mid-air.

Seeing this man slowly walking toward her, holding her daughter in her arms, she suddenly became nervous and frightened, and even had the urge to turn around and run away.

Just like the first encounter with him who was seriously injured under the moonlit night outside Kunwu Holy Mountain a thousand years ago.

At that time, I, who had been treated as a princess and protected in the Kunwu Holy Mountain since I was a child, was startled by the sight of this man covered in blood, and turned around to run away...

It's really like a reincarnation, the first time we met thousands of years ago was like this.

And the same is true for the reunion after a thousand years.

It was as if she had not grown at all in the past thousand years and was still the same little girl who didn't understand anything in front of him.

Long Aojiao has thought about the scene of her reunion with this man countless times, and has even rehearsed it thousands of times in her heart, how she should treat him after meeting him, and how she should talk to him.

Even the dialogue, she had thought about thousands of lines, and thought she was fully prepared.

but……

When this moment really came, when he, who had all his memories and emotions, reappeared and walked towards him, he still had no courage and was completely defeated.

"Liu Xi, long time no see."

When Ning Ye came to Long Aojiao, the first words out of her mouth seemed extremely cliché, a typical example of snake oil.

Long Aojiao, who was standing in the air with her daughter in her arms, tried her best to suppress all the emotional changes in her heart when Ning Ye walked towards this side, but after hearing his words, her delicate body could not help but A shudder.

Not because of the extremely vulgar "Long time no see", but because of the way he called himself "Liu Xi".

Although she had already guessed the answer before, Ning Ye in front of her had recovered all her previous memories, whether it was bit by bit with her younger brother Sword Master hundreds of years ago, or the grudges and grudges she had with herself thousands of years ago. …

This so-called grudge and hatred——

The "grace" that saves one's life is oneself, the one who "pityes" oneself is oneself, the one who is deeply "in love" is oneself...

And this deep "hatred" is naturally his.

Ning Ye's eyes moved down and fell on her daughter Xiao Lian in Long Aojiao's arms, with longing and guilt in her eyes.

"Although what happened back then was not 'my' intention, it was still me who set up this chessboard after all. I am sorry for you."

He spoke with an extremely guilty tone, and then said in a pleading tone: "Can you let me hug Xiao Lian? As a father. I haven't hugged her for... a long time."

This sentence is difficult to understand, because Xiao Lian, who always sticks to her father, always likes to sleep in Ning Ye's arms if there is nothing important.

Even during the day on weekdays, there was often no vacancy in his arms, and his daughter Xiao Lian occupied her with peace of mind.

But at this time, Ning Ye said that it had been a long time since she held Xiao Lian...

But this sentence is also not difficult to understand.

In the past, Ning Ye got along with Xiao Lian as his father in Jiangcheng, but at first he just thought that this cute little luoli had the wrong person, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Even if he later knew the truth of the matter, understood the past between him and Long Liu, a true dragon of China, thousands of years ago, and also knew that Xiao Lian was his biological daughter, he still had not remembered everything and had not I have experienced the process of becoming a father, a new life connected to my own blood, slowly gestating...

But now, he remembered everything.

From when she was conceived in Long Liuxi's womb, to when she was born after three years of pregnancy, to when she staggered around and learned to walk for the first time, and learned to say the word "Daddy" for the first time...

Ning Ye completely remembered all these qualities of being a father!