White.

The entire field of vision was filled with pure white without any dust.

Ning Ning tried hard to open her eyes, trying to see the gradually blurred scenery around her, but her consciousness became more and more uncontrollably dispersed, and turned into a white mass like snowflakes.

With her cultivation level, it was already a miracle that she could use the Ten Thousand Swords Technique. Later, she used the sword light differentiation to forcibly increase the brightness of the light source in the heavy snow. After all the torment, there was little spiritual power left in her body.

The voices of He Zhizhou and Xu Ye came to her ears. Ning Ning wanted to speak out in response, but before she could open her mouth, she saw the scene in front of her suddenly flash.

In the boundless whiteness of the snow, a new green like emerald appeared for no reason, and then the green became thicker and thicker, like a vine growing wildly in winter, swallowing up the snow at an astonishing speed.

Then the vines entwined the trees, and the forest surged.

In just a blink of an eye, she came to another brand new tower floor.

As she was used to the continuous low temperature of the previous floor, the temperature suddenly increased like a flame burning her skin.

Ningning took a deep breath, and then she found that her body was burning badly, and the back of her head was aching.

If she fell down here, she would be finished.

She tried to gather her consciousness to prevent herself from fainting, and leaned against the trunk of a giant tree, looking around.

This was a dense forest full of green, with deep green pools and swamps everywhere. The clear chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves in the wind made her slightly more awake.

Compared with the frozen Qiongshan Mountain, this place did not seem to be so strange. The green covered the sky like a tide, so rich that it almost dripped from the leaves. When the wind stopped, the whole world was quiet.

Ningning looked carefully and caught a glimpse of a stone tablet in a corner shaded by trees.

The inscriptions on the stele were already a little blurred, but she recognized the number at a glance.

Sixty-two.

How unlucky.

She no longer had the strength to hold the sword, and forced herself to open the storage bag, trying to find a few elixirs from it. Unexpectedly, as soon as she lowered her head, a very faint rustling sound came from the woods beside her.

Something was coming.

The newcomer also sensed her breath, and the cold and murderous aura suddenly overwhelmed her.

Ningning slowed down her breathing and tried her best to raise her head and look forward.

The disciples who came to participate in the Ten Dharma Conference were all elites from major sects, and the trials in the Demon Refining Tower were naturally impossible to be completely inhumane.

Before coming in, everyone had taken a Shentun Pill. If they felt overwhelmed and in imminent danger, they could use their spiritual power to escape from the Demon Refining Tower.

Moreover, the elders of each faction were squatting in front of the black mirror to observe the battle. If they sensed that the situation was not good, they would force people out.

She had a trump card to escape, so she did not show any fear. Seeing the leaves began to tremble in pieces, the murderous aura became stronger and stronger. When she saw the general outline of the person who came, Ningning was slightly stunned.

It was not some ferocious and terrifying monster.

It was a human figure.

The last layer of trees was opened with a bang, and Ningning leaned against the tree trunk and looked into the eyes of the man.

Her sword energy was faint and weak, while the opponent's sword intent was like an undercurrent, cold and fierce. When they silently collided in mid-air, the man's strength disappeared first.

Ning Ning was startled: "... Pei Ji?"

Pei Ji was also stunned.

He had just arrived at this level of the tower not long ago, and was planning to continue exploring inside, but he heard a sound coming from behind, and thought it was a sneak attack by evil spirits - the

dark murderous look in the eyes of the black-clothed boy suddenly faded, and a layer of cramped panic appeared. When he saw her pale face, he frowned tightly.

"You--"

Pei Ji saw that Ning Ning's spiritual power was almost gone, and approached her without thinking too much.

Unexpectedly, when the girl saw him, the alertness in her eyes faded away, and she smiled almost subconsciously despite the discomfort.

Then her body swayed and fell forward.

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This forest was terrifyingly quiet.

Pei Ji defeated the long-tailed fox fairy in the Jindan stage not long ago and left smoothly from the 43rd floor.

The 62nd floor of the tower here should be much more dangerous than there. He walked in the forest with Ningning in his arms for so long, until he found a cave to live in, but he never saw the shadow of the demon.

Thinking of Ningning, he couldn't help frowning again.

She must have experienced a fierce fight. Although there was no visible external injury, her body was extremely hot as if she had caught a cold. Her face was as pale as paper, and her lips, which were usually rosy, were bloodless. She trembled slightly while she was sleeping.

Her body was wet, soaked with cold water.

He had never seen Ningning injured so badly. He felt depressed and confused, with nowhere to vent his anger. He felt very annoyed.

There were many trees here, and the cave was also covered with vines like geckos. The entrance was mostly covered by branches, and only a few sunlight fell in.

Chengying gasped: "My God, her internal injuries must be serious... What on earth did Ningning encounter in the other levels?"

Pei Ji did not respond, his dark pupils were illuminated by the sunlight, and turned into a dark and gloomy blood red. Chengying saw that he was so angry that he wanted to draw his sword and kill someone, so he shut his mouth sensibly and did not speak again.

He was a serious person at heart. Because he strictly followed the rules for men and women, and was afraid that too close contact would cause disgust, he did not dare to get too close to Ningning. When they entered the cave, he carefully placed her in front of the stone wall of the cave.

This should have been a smooth action.

However, before his hands were halfway removed, the little girl in his arms moved slightly without realizing it.

Ningning shivered from the cold.

In the silent dim light, Pei Ji heard her shallow breathing, like a cat's paw, gently and teasingly brushing against his eardrum.

The boy's upright back froze instantly.

Ning Ning's mind was unclear, and her body was entangled with cold and heat. She felt very uncomfortable. She couldn't find a way to relieve it for a while, so she had to rely on the most primitive senses and trembled as she moved closer to him.

Pei Ji held his breath.

Even the tip of his heart was trembling uncontrollably.

One hand was around his waist, and the other was on his spine. Ningning had little strength, and he didn't feel any pain even if his fingertips pressed down hard.

It was like two balls of burning fire, making the blood in his body agitated.

"... Ningning."

Pei Ji said her name dryly, and reached out to hold the girl's slender wrist bone. In the dim cave, he could only hear the sound of his own heart beating wildly: "I'll go make a fire."

But she didn't respond to this sentence.

Even her hands continued to move up little by little, and her face slowly moved up from Pei Ji's chest, and finally came to the vicinity of the collarbone.

And the body soaked in water vapor was tightly pressed against his clothes.

Chengying was very conscious of being quiet as a chicken, diving into the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness, curling up into a ball and covering her eyes.

He couldn't push her away, but he couldn't let her get closer either.

The cool water vapor and the scalding body temperature were intertwined, and the tip of his nose was filled with the sweet scent of gardenia. Through a layer of thin clothes, Pei Ji could vaguely feel her -

he couldn't think anymore and was about to go crazy.

So when Xuan Jing of the Xuanxu Sword Sect went around in circles in the Demon Refining Tower and finally found Ning Ning, all the elders present were stunned.

They saw that the girl had exhausted all her strength and would soon lose consciousness due to exhaustion.

However, Ning Ning was quickly transferred to the next trial level and disappeared in the 50th floor of the vision. Tian Xianzi was extremely worried about his good disciple, fearing that something might happen to her. He followed the black mirror and climbed the tower layer by layer. God will not let down those who work hard. Now he finally sees——

"This..."

Qu Feiqing touched her chin thoughtfully: "Is it Ning Ning who took the initiative? Pei Ji's face is so red, it turns out that his face can also be so red. Finally, he doesn't look like a dead person anymore."

"I thought I would see something thrilling and exciting."

Lin Qian also blushed a little after watching: "But... this seems to be quite thrilling and exciting."

Ji Yunkai laughed, and the cakes in his mouth were sprayed all over the table like flowers from the sky.

"No! Go away! You are a bunch of disrespectful old men and women! You are not allowed to look at it, you are not allowed to look at it!"

Only Tianxianzi tightly grasped the black mirror in his arms, and used his skinny body to cover the picture, his face was extremely ferocious: "I swear to protect the innocence of Pei Ji and Ning Ning! Grunt!"

Lin Qiansi ignored the piglet cry of Elder Tianxian, stomped her feet and held down his arm: "If If we don't look carefully now, even if they are innocent, it will be even more difficult to explain if we make random assumptions! "Let go!"

Tianxianzi: "I won't!"

Qu Feiqing was quick-witted and pointed at his feet and shouted: "Elder Tianxian, you dropped a spiritual stone!"

Tianxianzi's pupils shrank and he looked down as if he had lost a treasure. At this moment, Lin Qian quickly reached out to the black mirror.

At the moment when it was about to touch, Tianxianzi seemed to feel something and shook his wrist violently.

Bang bang bang.

The black mirror of the Xuanxu Sword Sect turned 720 degrees and rolled to the ground and broke.

At the same time, the hearts of three centenarians were also broken.

Ji Yunkai's eyes became extremely sharp, and he whispered a devilish whisper: "Pay - money -"

A tear fell from the eyes of the Sword Dao Light.

Tian Xianzi gritted his teeth, opened his arms and closed his eyes: "I don't have money, but I have my life. I only have this body left. Come on!"

Everyone's face changed.

Tian Xianzi's family was penniless and poor. He was a first-class prodigal. It was as difficult as ascending to heaven to ask him to pay money. Even if he squeezed out all his bile, he probably wouldn't get a penny.

But when it comes to appearance...

The handsome young man's eyes were slightly red, and his clear pupils were filled with a slight watery light. His expression was a little melancholy, and he looked at the horizon in a gloomy manner.

Qu Feiqing showed a malicious look as if she was eating a fly: "I feel a little nauseous. I don't know why, but I suddenly thought of the coquettish big pancake."

Lin Qian tried to make her facial features less distorted: "A wild boar in human skin, my God, it's scary, let's go."

Tian Xianzi stood there with his hands open, tears in his eyes, like a piglet made of big pancakes.

Although he would not be entangled by these two women.

But why, there would be a little heartache.

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Inside the Demon Refining Tower, in the cave.

Pei Ji couldn't persuade her, so he had to hold Ningning in his arms and light a fire in the center of the cave.

The dim firelight emitted a little heat, which gradually dried the wet clothes, and she still maintained the posture of clinging to Pei Ji tightly, occasionally shaking her head on his chest.

Even the slightest movement would make the inexperienced boy's heartbeat accelerate.

The body in his arms was incredibly light, like soft and boneless jade, soft and limp on him.

Because of her rolling and hot body, Pei Ji was a little dazed, not knowing whether it was the heat coming from Ningning, or if he himself was also hot.

The fire on the ground was also burning, making him upset.

He took a deep breath, barely suppressed the restlessness in his heart, took out a few tonic pills from the storage bag, and moved Ningning's head away.

Her face still looked terrible, her eyes were tightly closed and she was unconscious. Pei Ji took the pills and water, and clumsily put the elixir to her mouth.

But Ningning clenched her teeth.

He called hoarsely: "Ningning."

Of course she couldn't hear it.

"Pei Xiaoji, based on my years of experience."

Chengying emerged from the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness and whispered tentatively: "The best and most common way to feed medicine to a sleeping girl is mouth to mouth - although I don't know the principle, but if you try it, you may learn it naturally without a teacher."

What kind of method is this? It's just taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

Pei Ji pursed his lips and looked down at her.

He had never had close contact with anyone before, and holding hands and hugging Ningning was the first time. If it was really like what Chengying said, that he fed her medicine when she was unconscious -

once she knew about it, there would inevitably be an awkward gap between the two of them.

Such an action was too intimate, and he dared not go beyond that.

Chengying was quietly looking forward to it, but she didn't see the scene she imagined. She only saw Pei Ji holding his breath, nervous to the point of being timid, and holding the girl in his arms.

Ningning moved uncomfortably, her hands wandering aimlessly on his back, as if to absorb more heat, and her breathing became more rapid.

Pei Ji could clearly feel the wonderful touch of her hot breath passing through her shirt and sticking to his skin.

It was like lighting a firecracker, and as soon as the sparks touched, the tingling and numbness spread out in an instant.

"...Don't be afraid."

He said stiffly, and it seemed that all his patience in this life was given to her alone.

The young man's slender but rough hands gently fell on Ningning's back. He didn't dare to use too much force. He began to caress her very gently but also very stiffly.

Slowly, her breathing became calmer and her body trembling was finally no longer so violent.

"I--"

Pei Ji had never said anything like this before. Many complicated thoughts came to his mind, but in the end he only said one sentence: "I will help you kill it."

After saying this, he couldn't help but feel regretful. This sentence was full of murderous intent, how could he say it while comforting someone.

The little girl in his arms seemed to be much more relaxed than before, and she lay quietly on his chest.

Pei Ji calmed his expression, tilted Ningning's head back slightly again, and brought the pill to her lips.

The tonic pill was pushed into the mouth, and it should be supplemented with cool water. He did it very unskillfully, and when the kettle was tipped down, a trickle of clear water leaked out from the corner of Ningning

's lips. Pei Ji stretched out his hand to brush it away without thinking too much, until his fingertips were about to move away, he realized belatedly that he had touched Ningning's lips.

A place he never dared to think about.

The fire in the cave was burning silently.

The girl's pale and thin lips slightly opened, stained with beautiful water light.

He must be possessed.

Otherwise, he would never raise his thumb and press lightly on her soft lip beads.

Then slowly stroke along the layer of cold water stains, from the lip beads to the corners of the mouth.

The very soft touch is addictive.

Although Ningning fell asleep, he still pressed her into his chest like a guilty thief, covering the little girl's tightly closed eyes.

In the dim and warm firelight, the boy lowered his eyelashes to hide the gloom in his eyes, raised a self-deprecating smile at the corner of his mouth, and raised his right hand silently.

The thumb that had just touched Ningning exerted a little force.

It fell right on his red lips.

What he didn't notice was that not long ago, the girl's eyelashes in his arms trembled slightly.