Chapter 72 Chapter 72 "You will always be my best friend...
The green grass stretches to the horizon, the wind blows through the grass waves, and the world is silent.
A full moon hangs in the clear sky, and the moonlight flows down, illuminating the eyes and brows of the boys and girls.
Twelve-year-old Chen Qian tilted his head, his eyes gentle and firm, like gems shining in the night.
"Senior Sister, when I grow up, I will marry you."
On the banks of the Huai River, the marriage lamp fell on Chen Qian and Chu Liangxiu.
Hate purple and take away red, steal jade and steal hook.
In Brahma Temple, before Xie Qi died, he looked at her with a look of mockery and pity: "You can laugh at my fate all you want, but fate is determined by heaven. How do you know you are not also in it?"
"Big Sister, why do you have to become stronger?"
"Protect Chen Qian."
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The past events came flooding back, and the mist that had shrouded my eyes suddenly dissipated.
Why had she never thought that everything she had was stolen?
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the sound of people talking was coming from afar.
Yao Ning once again discovered that when people suffer a major blow, their thinking will stagnate, and the physical pain will become obvious and cannot be ignored.
She exhaled slowly, then turned and left.
"It's okay." She touched her abdomen, and the warm and throbbing touch spread to the palm of her hand. She smiled absentmindedly and repeated softly, "It's okay."
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"Master, we have suspected traces of the Lord of Destruction ahead."
Everyone was shocked and turned to look at a monk. The monk stepped out of the line and took out a glowing bead, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Relics?"
"Wasn't it destroyed along with the destruction of the Brahma Temple?"
"The relics don't look like this either."
A flash of sadness flashed across the monk's face. He clasped his hands together and said to the crowd, "It's a fragment of a relic."
He said no more, took a step in the direction pointed by the disciple who served as a scout, closed his eyes and recited for a moment. Everyone saw that the bright yellow light in the bead faded, reflecting the scene a mile away - thick black and white air entangled.
The monk opened his eyes and said, "Only she has this level of chaotic energy."
The crowd became noisy and quickened their pace in that direction.
Chen Qian frowned and looked forward, the weakest point of the encirclement. With Yao Ning's ability, he could naturally escape unscathed.
He turned to the monk who had just come, the second disciple of Master Kongwen, one of the survivors of the destruction of Brahma Temple, whose Buddhist name was Mingxin.
Chen Qian followed Ming Xin.
Chu Liangxiu was about to go forward, but after taking a few steps he stopped.
She turned her head and waited until most people had passed by, then her eyes fell on Meng Yaoguang who was at the back.
Chu Liangxiu walked towards Meng Yaoguang and asked her from a distance, "Why don't you go?"
Meng Yaoguang looked aside and said, "Senior Sister, I'm scared."
Chu Liangxiu looked at her quietly for a moment, as if he was looking at something rare.
"Meng Yaoguang, can you please stop pretending?" she said expressionlessly, "I'm scared."
A flock of birds were startled in the woods, and the encirclement was shrinking rapidly, surrounding the designated location.
Everyone's face was serious, and with every step forward, their hearts became heavier.
Especially Meng Yaoguang's faction, the Lord of Destruction is likely to go on a killing spree, and they will bear the brunt of it.
At the same time, they also had to guard against attacks from the alliance headed by Xuan Qingzong.
For the sake of the world of cultivation, for the sake of their sect, and for their loved ones, they are ready to die.
Ming Xin constantly used the relic beads to reflect, representing Yao Ning's chaotic energy moving very fast, and everyone was biting closely behind him.
After a while, she suddenly slowed down and then stopped completely.
Some people became cautious, suspecting that it was a ploy to lure the enemy. Mingjue's eyes flashed, and he thought of something. He waved his hand, and several surviving monks from the Brahma Temple silently followed him and flew to that place.
When everyone saw this, their morale was boosted and they all followed.
The place where Yao Ning stayed was a small and quiet pond with clear water. There was a small wooden house halfway up the mountain.
Someone on the mountainside called out, "We've found her."
The crowd started to make a noise, but Mingxin had already seen Yao Ning.
He stopped cautiously.
Because that person is so unlike me.
It stood in an open space, and at first it still retained Yao Ning's face and body shape. Mingxin only looked at it for a moment, and saw that the flesh on its face was falling off like corrosion, and inside was not bones and meridians, but moist black soil.
Seeing Mingxin looking at it from more than ten feet away without saying a word, it forced a smile.
“Pah.”
The mouth fell off.
Shen Qian stood beside Mingxin and smiled.
It seemed to finally realize that something was wrong with it, and started to panic. Its white skin and flesh were mottled with the dark soil, and gradually flowed down and peeled off like melted malt sugar.
"Who is this monster!" Mingxin shouted.
It knew that it had been exposed, screamed in fear, and dived into the ground. The ground under its feet shook twice and then returned to normal.
There is a thick atmosphere of chaos here.
Mingxin turned to Chen Qian with a sinister look.
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As Yao Ning walked deeper and deeper into the forest, the spiritual energy in the forest decreased and the demonic energy became more rampant.
The scenery on both sides receded, and the towering ancient trees died silently in time like giants. In the silence, only her increasingly rapid breathing could be heard.
Yao Ning passed through the gaps between the branches and leaves and glanced at the sky that was pressing down heavily.
There was only one last thought left in my mind, to go to the demon world.
She couldn't fall into Meng Yaoguang's hands. If she couldn't explain the source of the chaotic energy, she would be unable to defend herself.
She couldn't go back to Xuanqing Sect, and couldn't bring trouble to the Sect Master and fellow disciples.
If what she thought was correct, her only chance of survival lay in the silkworm.
Even if she would die in the Demon Realm, she wanted to disrupt the relationship between Jiangcan and Du Wuzhu, and drag an enemy with her to be buried with her before she died.
A slight cracking sound came from his ears, and Yao Ning's whole body suddenly tensed up.
A flying sword that was his own life pierced through the flowers and leaves and pierced towards Yao Ning in the blink of an eye. Yao Ning turned his eyes and looked at the owner of the flying sword who was hiding on the side. The man was surprised that Yao Ning could find his hiding place so quickly and his heart trembled.
With a "clang" sound, Fu Guang cut the sword into two pieces.
Yao Ning withdrew his gaze.
The next moment, dense black spots appeared in the air. Soon, the black spots stretched out and reflected a sharp white light.
Hundreds of natal swords flying like a rain curtain were reflected in Yao Ning's clear pupils. She stretched out her hand and grasped the hilt of the Fuguang sword.
Spiritual power spread out, the sunlight became brighter, and there was a sizzling sound of burning all around. The flying sword arrived in an instant and entered within ten feet of Yao Ning's body. It began to melt from the tip of the sword and finally completely sank into the void, leaving only pungent smoke.
Yao Ning tightened his five fingers, took a step forward, and raised the sword with both hands to block his forehead.
A clear and loud "clang" sound echoed between heaven and earth.
Amidst the melting cluster of natal swords, a figure gradually emerged in the void. Meng Yaoguang's steel whip fell on Yao Ning's head, but was blocked by her sword.
The last time the two were so close was in the secret realm of Tianshu Sect.
The Nine-Section Steel Whip is worthy of being Meng Yaoguang's natal magic weapon, and it has not changed at all under Yao Ning's Yangyan Heart Method.
The two men looked at each other, Yao Ning rushed back, and Meng Yaoguang followed closely, slashing down with the steel whip again and again, colliding with Fu Guang, sparks flying.
Meng Yaoguang was born with supernatural powers and his cultivation was also quite good.
Both men showed no mercy in their attacks, and every move was a life-and-death fight, but their eyes looking at each other were calm.
Yao Ning did not question Meng Yaoguang, as if her deception and betrayal were unimportant.
Yao Ning looks very calm, but there is madness hidden in his calmness, and behind the madness is dead silence.
This realization made Meng Yaoguang frown. She couldn't help but shout during the confrontation, "Stop resisting."
Yao Ning caught the steel whip that Meng Yaoguang chopped down, turned sideways to relieve the force, took a step back, and said nothing.
Meng Yaoguang's chest heaved. "There are so many of them. You can't defeat them alone."
Hundreds of figures stood out silently.
Meng Yaoguang continued, "Don't resist. I won't hurt you."
Judging from the current situation, Meng Yaoguang seemed to be talking nonsense, but Yao Ning looked at her quietly for a moment, then asked with a smile, "Is it a delusion?"
Meng Yaoguang: "What?"
"Is 'won't hurt me' misleading?" Yao Ning repeated, "Because I almost believed it."
Meng Yaoguang pursed her lips and did not answer. However, she didn't know if it was Yao Ning's illusion, but she actually saw the loss in her eyes.
Yao Ning knew that there were few people here because most people had been led elsewhere.
She had to leave as soon as possible.
"Yaoguang." Yao Ning called her.
Meng Yaoguang suddenly raised his head and looked at Yao Ning in disbelief.
"Yaoguang." Yao Ning said softly, the dead silence in his eyes faded, and the shy joy he had at the cliff in the secret realm returned. "I believe you have your reasons, and I don't blame you."
"You'll always be my best friend."
Meng Yaoguang looked straight at Yao Ning and was stunned for a moment.
In this moment, Yao Ning's figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared dozens of feet away.
While Meng Yaoguang was still not reacting, Yao Ning ran forward at full speed.
Yao Ning thought that Meng Yaoguang didn't understand her.
Is Yao Ning a good person?
Meng Yaoguang looked at the disappearing figure and smiled bitterly.
She is confused, but there are times when she is bewitched by others.
The scenery on both sides became a shadow. Yao Ning no longer cared about his previous plan to enter the Demon Realm to find the Silkworm, and could only find a deserted place to escape.
His thighs suddenly became heavy and he couldn't lift them. Yao Ning looked down and saw a pile of rocks pressing down on his feet.
Suddenly, a big hole appeared in the void, and several people came out of the hole, some with magical weapons, some with spiritual power, all of them came over.
Yao Ning waved Fu Guang to block the attack. Just as he was about to counterattack, he saw that the cave entrance was closed and several people came out from within an arrow's reach.
Yao Ning smashed the stone that was blocking his action and took two steps. He saw vines growing wildly above his head, blocking out the sunlight.
The moment the sunlight disappeared, Yao Ning's heart trembled and the hand holding the sword trembled.
Water poured down from all around like a waterfall, and in an instant an impenetrable curtain of water descended, blocking the way out.
Yao Ning looked up. The sky was low and dark. "Pah", a drop of water fell on her face and shattered.
Immediately afterwards, countless raindrops fell, stirring up a cloud of dust with a fishy smell.
The Fu Guang hummed and trembled angrily, and finally its light dimmed in the rain.
They cooperated perfectly, and all their killing moves were designed for Yao Ning.
She couldn't tell whether it was the sound of rain or flowing water. Yao Ning was soaked all over her head and face. Her back was straight, her knuckles holding the sword were white, and she looked around silently.
She heard footsteps approaching.
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