The black air in the secret realm is thicker than it was not long ago.
The thick dark clouds on the horizon were clustered together and were blown into gray fragments by the strong wind. The ink that had soaked into the dome spread silently in all directions, bringing with it the smell of stale earth.
The battle between Meng Jue and others and the black dragon is coming to an end.
The dragon's cultivation is extremely high, and with the demonic energy surging like waves around it, its strength has increased greatly and has reached the early stage of transformation.
Due to the difference in cultivation level, among all the people present, the only one who could contend with him was Meng Jue, the eldest senior brother of Xuanxu Sword Sect. The attacks of the other two were like tickling and could not have much effect.
This black dragon is troublesome enough, but the demonic energy gathering here is getting heavier and heavier, attracting many demon beasts, who are determined to feed on human flesh.
The most attractive ones among them are undoubtedly the unconscious Ningning and Pei Ji.
Bai Ye had roughly witnessed the whole process of the incident and was shocked by Ning Ning's desperate action.
He still has lingering fears. Seeing the monsters gathering from all directions, he gritted his teeth, broke away from the fight with the black dragon, and protected the two of them.
only--
The young talisman cultivator frowned subconsciously, the endless lightning in his hands was gradually showing signs of weakness.
He was only at the Jindan stage, and most of the monsters here were at the Jindan and Yuanying stages. It would be fine if he fought alone, but with waves of beasts pouring in here, and with a lack of spiritual energy, he was bound to feel overwhelmed.
strangeness.
Bai Ye blasted a ferocious beast to the ground, his eyes quickly swept across the dark tide of beasts, and then glanced at the black dragon not far away.
The demons would be attracted to each other by the demonic energy. Pei Ji's demonic energy surged before, so it was reasonable for these strange beasts to rush towards him.
But now his demonic aura has been completely cut off by Ning Ning, and is far less than that of the dragon in the air. Why... are they still rushing towards this side like crazy?
I totally don't understand.
This is not something Bai Ye needs to consider at this moment.
The rushing monsters covered the sky and the earth, and there were constantly changing black shadows all around. The creatures flying in the sky and running on the ground could make up a table full of different dishes.
Meng Jue and Yong Gui were unable to escape from the confrontation with the black dragon, and he was the only one left standing in the front. If he was not careful and revealed a flaw -
The moment the thought flashed through his mind, Bai Ye's whole body trembled.
A giant eagle swooped down from the sky, and at the same time, several figures attacked from the side. He had very little spiritual power left and was absolutely unable to resist.
not good.
Bai Ye felt empty in his heart, but he did not turn around and leave, exposing the two people behind him to the beast tide. Instead, he took out a yellowed paper talisman from his arms, and his fingertips trembled unconsciously.
This is his most precious treasure, which he would use at the critical moment, exhausting all his spiritual power to cast a spell and deal a fatal blow to the enemy.
This is a move similar to a mutual destruction. Although it can stabilize this wave of attacks, the next one...
Never mind, just hold on for a while.
He hardened his heart and bit his fingertip in an instant. Just as he was about to press the overflowing blood onto the talisman paper, he heard a deafening howl beside him.
——Oops, it’s too late!
The palm wind from the demon wolf came with great force, leaving him no time to react, and its sharp claws attacked the young man's cheek mercilessly!
He Xiaochen slammed the table and stood up: "Bai Ye!"
Just at this moment, in a flash, a beam of sword light suddenly appeared, and just before the wolf claw was about to touch Bai Ye, it cut it straight in half!
"This is……"
Qu Feiqing remained motionless, staring intently at the image in the mysterious mirror, and suddenly raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "Pei Ji is awake!"
Tian Xianzi seemed to be thinking: "Ningning broke his inner demon."
In the secret realm, behind Bai Ye, the young man in black, covered in blood, carefully laid the girl in his arms flat on the ground, and stood up with a serious look in his eyes.
The long sword in his hand was not unsheathed, but his body was filled with surging and awe-inspiring sword energy, emitting a murderous white light that illuminated Pei Ji's dark eyes.
"His spiritual consciousness has transformed into a sword. This is a breakthrough in his cultivation."
Ji Yunkai tapped the table with his middle finger knuckles and said seriously, "I just don't know how Ningning is doing."
"Junior Brother Pei?"
Bai Ye stared at him with a pale face. Seeing the sword lights flashing beside him and several monsters howling in agony, he asked him tentatively: "Are you okay? Is your mind normal?"
Oh my God, if even Pei Ji is possessed by his inner demons and falls into evil, then they will all be finished.
Pei Ji was taller than Bai Ye. When he lowered his eyes slightly, a few drops of dark red blood dripped down his long eyelashes.
He had no expression as usual, his eyes were filled with dark colors and cold murderous intent. I don't know what he was thinking about, the beast-like murderous aura in his eyes paused slightly, and he actually showed a little embarrassment: "Take care of... Ningning for me."
Nonsense, Bai Ye is a man, of course he will take care of her!
No, no, when did it become “taking care of him”? Isn’t Junior Sister Ningning everyone’s?
Before he could say anything, Pei Ji in front of him drew his sword without saying a word. Although it was very disappointing, one had to admit that Bai Ye was stunned.
After getting rid of his inner demons, although Pei Ji still had demonic energy overflowing from his body, he was obviously no longer under its control. He frowned, held his breath, and concentrated his strength, actually turning the demonic energy into his own use, condensing blood-red lines on the sword that were extremely intimidating.
The young man's back was tall and thin, his blood-stained black hair and black clothes were blown up coldly by the strong wind, but the sword energy was a breathtaking white, emitting a cold light.
Although Pei Ji was injured, his movements were still so fast that it was difficult to see clearly.
The light and shadow disappeared without a trace, and the swift sword left no mark. With a loud humming sound, wherever the sword light went, it turned into numerous sharp blades at the same time, like ice and snow, piercing into the flesh and blood of the monsters.
Then there was a dull bang, and the sword energy exploded layer by layer, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
The real aesthetic of violence.
Bai Ye knew that this junior sword practitioner had a bad temper, but he never expected that Pei Ji would be even more ruthless than the demons in a fight, leaving no room for his opponents.
Fortunately, the number of monsters imprisoned in each floor of the Demon Refining Tower was limited. The beast tides came one after another, and were soon all killed by Pei Ji's sword.
Therefore, when Meng Jue and Yonggui finally dealt with the black dragon, through their vision blurred by the blood mist, they first saw the corpses of the beasts piled up together.
The young man standing in the sea of corpses and blood sheathed his sword, his eyes full of coldness, looking at them from a distance without any emotion.
The eye contact only lasted for a short moment, and Pei Ji quickly looked away, staggering as if due to exhaustion, and then stepped forward in the direction of Ningning.
It was not until he got closer that Bai Ye could see clearly what Junior Brother Pei looked like now.
His whole body was covered with scratches and bites from wild beasts. His pale lips were covered with bloodstains and his face was pale as if he would faint at any moment. He must have exhausted all his strength just now.
How cruel.
This man is not only cruel to his enemies, but even crueler to himself. He looks calm and composed on the surface, but in fact he is risking his life every time he draws his sword.
Bai Ye was filled with admiration, knowing that he came here specifically for Ningning, so he stepped back and made way for him.
Pei Ji was slightly startled, then shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "There is blood on my body, it's dirty."
It's really amazing that someone who was like a god of death not long ago would now care so seriously about such a trivial matter.
Bai Ye watched the hostility in his eyes gradually dissipate. When he looked at Ning Ning, he even blinked hastily. He couldn't help but secretly complain: He really does not hide his favoritism towards this brat.
"Junior sister is exhausted and asleep. I'm afraid it's not suitable for her to stay in the Demon Refining Tower any longer."
After Meng Jue dealt with the black dragon, he put away his sword and walked over quickly: "Why not -"
Before he finished speaking, a laugh suddenly came from behind him.
That was the laughter of a young man, hoarse and arrogant, like the sound of gravel scraping against the ground, and it really could not be described as "pleasant to the ear".
In a moment, demonic energy came, and Meng Jue drew his sword to block it. The demonic energy and sword energy collided, exploding into layers of swirling air currents.
Bai Ye guessed who that person was, gathered all his fighting spirit, and turned back quickly.
At the place where the Lingshu Immortal Grass grew before, there stood a man.
He must have been attracted by the rising demonic energy. His once evil and wild temperament was gone. His shawl was loose, his face was as pale as ice, and he looked so haggard that it seemed as if only a skeleton covered with thin flesh was left.
Bai Ye keenly noticed that there were shackles on his hands and feet, just like the shackles of a death row prisoner before execution.
It is a torture device specially made for the monsters in the Monster Refining Tower. It can not only suppress their cultivation, but also control their minds to prevent them from committing suicide.
It was Xie Yu.
It seems that his life has not been easy since being sent to the Demon Refining Tower by Zhou Yimei.
"You are the ones who broke into my Futu Realm?"
The man's eyes were dark and boundless, hiding the darkness of the night. He smiled and unconsciously looked a bit crazy, but he spoke slowly: "Do you know how long I have been waiting for outsiders to come? I can't kill Zhou Yimei and those old men and women, so killing you to vent my anger... seems not bad."
Qu Feiqing, who was originally still on tenterhooks, suddenly became furious: "Who did he call 'old man and old lady'?"
Xie Yu couldn't hear her cursing, so he laughed loudly. The invisible demonic energy beside him seemed more visible than real, and he pounced straight towards everyone.
Bai Ye shouted in panic: "No way! They are the ones who trapped you here, but you are taking revenge on us youngsters. How shameless!"
Meng Jue was much calmer than him. He swung his sword to cut off the evil spirit, still with a smile on his face: "You don't have to worry about us, I have no interest in your head."
As soon as these words were spoken, Xie Yu's face suddenly turned cold, and Bai Ye also suddenly realized.
I see.
Since Meng Jue was able to cut through the attacking demonic energy effortlessly, it meant that Xie Yu either did not kill them or he did not have much strength left in his body. Regardless of the possibility, he could not kill them here.
There is only one possibility.
Xie Yu was deliberately provoking them and seeking death.
This is also the deepest wish of his inner demon.
"Whether to fight or not is not up to you!"
The man standing on the top of the mountain roared loudly, and with a wave of his right arm, several black blades came breaking through the wind and attacked Pei Ji's side.
Even Meng Jue frowned for a moment.
Xie Yu was not stupid. Through that pagoda illusion, he had roughly figured out the personality and habits of each of them. There is no doubt that among all the people present, Pei Ji hated him the most.
It is also the easiest to incite.
"You're my child, aren't you?"
Black shadows fell like rain, and each one was as powerful as a bamboo breaking bamboo. Pei Ji's pupils were gloomy, and he drew his sword to cut them off. He heard the voice of a man on the steep cliff: "What's your last name? Pei? I never remember having sex with a woman named Pei - your mother is just a toy to relieve boredom, and you are not even a toy. I don't even bother to look at you."
Bai Ye's veins popped up when he heard this and he just wanted to rush forward and beat this man up. His eyes fell on Pei Ji's side and he saw the murderous intent surging in the young man's eyes.
"Brother Meng Jue," he didn't know what to do, sweating anxiously, "What should we do?"
Meng Jue shook his head: "No matter what Pei Ji decides, we outsiders cannot interfere."
"You must have suffered a lot when you were a child, right?"
Xie Yu caught a glimpse of the murderous intent in his eyes and laughed even more wildly: "It's a pity that I was living a life of luxury and wearing gold and silver in those years, I don't know what kind of life you and your mother lived."
He paused, looked at the unconscious Ningning not far away, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "Do you like that girl?"
The boy who was on the defensive froze.
"If she saw you with demonic energy, would she still be willing to accept you? You inherited the demon blood from me, and you are an out-and-out monster. Others can't even avoid you. Look at the corpses of those demon beasts. She knows you are so keen on killing--"
Before he could finish his words, a dark shadow appeared before his eyes.
Pei Ji pressed his sword against Xie Yu's throat and said in a terrifyingly low voice: "Shut up."
Xie Yu felt the murderous aura sweeping over him.
The Demon Refining Tower symbolizes endless loneliness and pain. The magical instruments that imprisoned his hands and feet made him unable to live or die. He has wanted to die for too long.
"You're scared."
The man showed a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth. "You are afraid of her dislike because it is a fact that cannot be reversed. When she gets tired of you, she will find the next better person. What will you do? You are all alone and can't go anywhere."
After he finished speaking, he stared at the young man in front of him, waiting for the sword to fall, and everything returned to silence.
But Pei Ji didn't move.
The long sword made a low sound, similar to a whimpering hum.
"Ningning...it won't be like that."
His throat moved slightly, and the dark clouds in his black pupils gathered and dispersed. His voice was very low, as if he was telling Xie Yu, and also as if he was telling himself: "She doesn't hate me. She is different from others..."
He likes her.
Therefore, I am willing to give my whole heart and trust her unconditionally.
As long as Ningning is willing to smile at him more, Pei Ji is willing to believe in this world that once abandoned him.
Xie Yu's pupils paused and his back trembled violently.
The plan was completely out of his control.
"You and I..."
Pei Ji looked at him coldly, his voice so indifferent that no ups and downs could be heard: "Not the same either."
A breeze carrying the smell of blood blew by, ruffling the boy's black hair and casting a dark, misty glow over his eyes.
On the top of the cliff, the slender figure holding the sword paused for a moment and took a step back.
There was a slight sound.
That was the sound of a long sword being sheathed.
“Elder.”
Pei Ji took out the communication symbol with Xuan Jing from his storage bag. His voice was faint but very clear: "Ning Ning and I applied to leave the tower early."
“Wait, wait!”
Xie Yu was completely panicked and grabbed his sleeve: "I abandoned you and your son, letting you suffer humiliation and hardship since childhood, I killed countless people, and still..."
"That's why Miss Zhou locked you up in this place."
Bai Ye stood at the foot of the mountain, feeling extremely happy. He made a trumpet shape with his hands and put them to his mouth: "Think about the people you killed, idiot!"
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The second round of the Ten Dharma Conference finally came to an end in the Demon Refining Tower.
Ningning was seriously injured and was carefully nurtured with magical medicines by the elders of Baicaotang. She did not wake up until the end of the ceremony and was placed on a stretcher and sent to the flying boat.
Tian Xianzi and his disciples were all heartbroken. Zheng Weiqi almost choked from crying. She picked up her sword and was about to smash the Monster Refining Tower.
Little white dragon Lin Xun kept shedding tears, and his eyes became two round walnuts.
They were a group of people who were really noisy. The elder of Baicaotang became very annoyed by them and without saying a word, he kicked everyone out of the ward of the flying boat, leaving only the most reliable Pei Ji and Tian Xianzi inside.
Therefore, when everyone walked to the center of the flying boat sobbing and cursing, they realized that the flying boat was overcrowded and there was no empty seat.
wrong.
Only two left!
No, no!
There were two other unfamiliar disciples who were also eyeing them covetously and were slowly approaching their seats!
He Zhizhou's eyes lit up and he exchanged glances with Zheng Weiqi.
They both must seize this opportunity!
The flying boat was full of Baicaotang disciples, who were quite unfamiliar to them. The two of them discussed the plan quietly in their minds and finally decided on a plan.
He's Performance Rules, Article 36 -
Playing deaf and blind!
Baicaotang emphasizes a calm mind, which is much quieter than the Jianzong who are used to fighting and killing.
It was in this peaceful atmosphere that two extremely chaotic footsteps were suddenly heard.
A disciple looked up curiously, and was immediately frightened and stood there frozen, unable to move.
There were two sword practitioners, a man and a woman. The man seemed to have a problem with his legs and feet. He trembled and swayed as he walked forward with his bow legs. Not to mention that his eyes were trembling and lifeless, as if he could not see the scene in front of him. He stretched out his hands and groped in a daze, looking very miserable.
The woman acted normal and helped him move forward step by step. Coincidentally, she arrived at her seat at the same time as the two Baicaotang disciples.
"Poor you, my little Zhou. How could you become like this after the battle at the pagoda?"
Zheng Weiqi squeezed out crocodile tears from her eyes: "I can't see anything, and my legs and feet are like this. As a sword cultivator... I can't even get a seat on the flying boat. What should I do in the future!"
He Zhizhou: "Uh uh uh ah ah ah...where is this, Senior Sister Zheng, why did you turn off the lights?"
The Baicaotang disciple standing aside twitched his mouth. Although he could see that the two men were deliberately faking it, he still tactfully took a step back and let him sit on the chair.
Zheng Weiqi also held back her laughter, took a step forward and sat somewhere else.
"girl."
Baicaotang is full of nerds who only care about medicine and not people. How could they have any sympathy for women? Moreover, they knew they were deceived by these two shameless swordsmen. Seeing this, they stepped forward and said, "It is understandable that this Taoist friend was injured. Since we found a vacant seat at the same time, why don't we each take one? You——"
"Senior Sister Zheng, even though I'm miserable, you're not having a good time either!"
He Zhizhou looked up at the sky blankly, and said with compassion: "At such a young age, how could you be completely deaf because of the sonic boom in the snow!"
After a pause, he said with deep sorrow: "What's the point of me telling you all this! They say sweet words should be said to the left ear, you will never hear them again in the future - huh? Wait, who was talking just now? Aren't there only me and my senior sister here?"
One is blind and the other is deaf, so they are simply unable to communicate.
It turned out that he spoke a long speech, but the two of them pretended not to hear it.
Baicaotang disciples: ...
Disciples of Baicaotang: Grass (not an insult, simply refers to a plant).
You are so cruel!
The flying boat was extremely fast and after flying in the air for a short while, it arrived at its destination, Luancheng.
The Ten Dharma Assembly is a major event in Luan City. According to established customs, the people in the city will hold a fireworks display at the end to welcome the return of the major immortal sects.
This should have been a very festive occasion, but when He Zhizhou walked to the door of the flying boat and was about to go down the long stairs, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
The people who were waiting under the flying boat were originally smiling happily, but the moment they saw him, they all stood still and shut their mouths with solemn expressions.
He Zhizhou:……?
He was totally confused and looked around. Unexpectedly, he saw an extremely large mysterious mirror in the center of the crowd.
The mysterious mirror was reflecting the scene inside a flying boat.
Fly, boat, li.
At that moment, he seemed to understand everything.
It seemed that someone had indeed told him that the people of Luancheng had great respect for the Immortal Sect, so they would specially record the images inside when the flying boat returned.
There was a terrifying silence.
Someone started crying and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Don't be afraid, you are the best hero. Huh, hurry up, come and help him down!"
The two Baicaotang disciples stood at the front of the crowd, their faces twisted into shapes of chrysanthemums, trying hard to hold back their laughter as they shook their heads at him.
He who brings trouble upon himself will suffer the consequences.
He Zhizhou looked up, trying to hold back the tears that were welling up in his eyes.
The arrow is on the string and must be shot. What else could he do? Of course he smiled and forgive his past self.
The young swordsman suppressed the redness in his eyes and twisted his mouth with great familiarity.
He saw Tian Xianzi coming out of the ward carrying Ning Ning by his side.
The uncle-master knew nothing about the battle for seats in the flying boat. He was looking at his current appearance with great horror, and his eyes were becoming more and more sharp.
But he had no way of explaining as he was faced with so many gazes.
In the horrified looks of countless immortals who were hesitant to speak, and in the passionate and expectant gazes of countless Luancheng people.
He Zhizhou crossed his legs into the O-shape that was deeply imprinted in his DNA, stretched out his hands as if to explore the way, and walked down the long ladder with trembling steps.
His temperament was so well-controlled, and the redness at the end of his eyes was so heartbreaking that a woman shouted excitedly:
"He Zhizhou, he-he moved on his own!"
Following this exclamation, a burst of extremely crisp applause suddenly broke out from the crowd. Soon the applause grew louder and louder, and before long, it gathered into a thunderous ocean!
He Zhizhou walked down step by step with the dance steps of Nicholas Zhao Si, and the cheers of the crowd increased little by little.
The air was filled with tear-jerking inspirational atmosphere. At this moment, he was the king that everyone expected.
Tian Xianzi pressed his Ren Zhong desperately and decided to flee Luancheng as soon as the Ten Dharma Assembly was over, otherwise he might be suffocated to death by anger.
Every shout from under the flying boat pierced the eardrums extremely sharply. Zheng Weiqi, who was also a criminal suspect, had a pale face and was as cowardly as an ostrich.
"Oh my god, He Zhizhou is almost coming down - he succeeded!"
"He actually did it! Is this the swordsman from the Xuanxu Sword Sect?"
"It's so touching, so touching! I almost cried! It's not easy!"
He Zhizhou's ideal is to make thousands of girls cry for him.
Unfortunately, he guessed the beginning but not the ending. Everyone in Luancheng, from an 80-year-old old woman to an eight-month-old baby girl, shed tears at this moment, all because of his strong will despite his disability.
"In this situation now," Zheng Weiqi looked at the unconscious Ningning on the stretcher, her eyes twitching, "If we follow him... won't those people become even crazier when they see the appearance of Junior Sister?"
She said this bluntly. As soon as Lin Xun heard it, the scene at that time involuntarily emerged in his mind. Embarrassment came to him prematurely, and his eyes, which were already red due to worrying about Ningning, became even more red and swollen.
But that’s nothing!
The little white dragon clenched his fists, and his two straight little horns showed his unshakable determination.
The junior sister was so good to him, even if he had to endure the gazes of all the people in Luancheng, he would escort her away well!
Tian Xianzi trembled, turned his eyes away from He Zhizhou's back, and took a deep breath: "Don't worry, I have a way. Trust me, it won't go wrong."
So not long after, several figures appeared at the door of the flying boat again.
Anyone with a discerning eye could recognize that it was Elder Tianxian and his disciples. The powerful sword cultivators were all very majestic, and the only thing worth paying attention to was the stretchers they were carrying.
On the stretcher, there was a sleeping girl.
The girl lay flat on her back, motionless. The people around her all had red eyes and frozen expressions. On her face...
It was covered with a layer of white cloth!
desolate. The sadness that penetrates deep into the bone marrow silently seeps into the night.
Someone trembled and murmured, "Who is that dead person covered by the white cloth?"
Lin Xun was so frightened by these words that he trembled all over. He glanced at Tian Xianzi stealthily and received a confident look from the latter.
"It's okay, don't panic."
As the master, Tian Xianzi showed superhuman calmness and detachment at this moment, and said to his disciples in a secret voice: "Ningning's face is covered with a white cloth, so no one will recognize her. Don't you still believe in me, your master?"
However, as soon as he finished speaking, another loud shout suddenly rang out from the crowd -
"Are you stupid? All those gathered here are disciples of Elder Tianxian. All of them are here except for one person. The missing one..."
The person who took over the conversation paused for a moment, his tone showing a hint of pity and pain: "It's just Ningning! Ningning is dead!"
The people carrying the stretcher looked at Tian Xianzi with expressionless faces.
The masses are geniuses.
They are fools.
A moment of shock.
Immediately afterwards, hundreds and thousands of people roared and howled together!
The people gathered nearby turned into zombies besieging a city, howling and stretching out their hands, moving madly towards the people from Xuanxu Sword Sect.
Some cried so hard that their faces turned hideous, some were so horrified that their facial features were distorted, and a little girl sobbed and screamed to the sky: "My sister is dead, my sister is dead, wuu ...
Perhaps it was because their voices were too loud, or perhaps it was because amid the crying, a breeze slowly blew by, blowing up the white cloth covering the girl's face.
For some unknown reason, Ningning, who was supposed to be dead, opened her eyes without any warning in front of everyone.
Those lifeless, bloodshot eyes.
No one spoke.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at her extremely pale cheeks and the dark red blood stains at the corners of her mouth, like an old movie that was paused halfway.
Suddenly someone shouted, "The corpse has transformed! Run!"
An ordinary corpse transformation is deadly enough, let alone a zombie transformed by a cultivator!
In a flash, the husband stood up and shouted, and the wife also stood up and shouted. Soon, hundreds of thousands of people were shouting, hundreds of thousands of children were crying, and hundreds of thousands of dogs were barking.
In the middle there were sounds of wailing, vomiting, whistling wind, as well as hundreds of cries for help, sounds of running wildly, sounds of "don't kill me", "Ningning, spare my life", and "Let the old and children go first".
Everything that is necessary is possessed by Him. Even if a person has a hundred hands and a hundred fingers, they cannot point to one end of it; even if a person has a hundred mouths and a hundred tongues, they cannot name one place.
The scene, which was already filled with howling, was in chaos. People were running wildly on their hands and feet, all crying and drooling. The zombie siege turned into the zombies escaping.
There is no doubt that this is the most unforgettable Ten Dharma Ceremony in the memory of all the people in Luancheng.
The city lord is dead, his wife ran away, and now even the little girl from the Sword Sect who is loved by everyone has turned into a zombie.
From the beginning, they shouldn't have poured too much real emotion into it.
Curiosity killed the entire Luan City.
And Ningning.
The girl, who was completely unaware of everything, raised her right hand and gently scratched the part of her face covered by the white cloth. She closed her eyes contentedly and fell into a sweet dream again.
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