Chapter 343: There is sincerity among living beings
I guess what he said just now about exploring the way was just to give the other two "senior brothers" a chance to take action.
Gu Qingyue looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"
Under the pressure, Song Ningshu pierced her throat with a sword, and blood spurted out, but was blocked by her spiritual power.
"Gu Qingyue" disappeared from Song Ningshu's sight.
The snow on the ground was rolled up again, and the light was as bright as before.
Song Ningshu continued walking forward and then met Luo Mingqian and Lu Yilin.
[Host, it has been detected that Song Ningshu has killed Gu Qingyue, Jiang Nian, and Jiang Sui.] It was 250's voice.
Lu Yilin paused. [What? Are you sure?]
Luo Mingqian noticed that the person next to him was emotionally unstable and stopped to look at her. "What's wrong?"
"My friend told me that Master Lingyue killed Master Gu, Master Jiangnian, and Master Jiangsui."
"I believe Junior Sister Ning Shu. I believe that the three people she killed were not really Junior Brother Gu and the others." Luo Mingqian patted Lu Yilin's head and said gently.
Song Ningshu looked at them, swung his sword and split the ball of light floating in the air into two halves, and sighed, "Let's have a fight. I don't know what you want to do by deceiving me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a green light flashed, and Lu Yilin's head fell down, and his figure became blurred and disappeared.
"Junior Sister Ning Shu, you!" Luo Mingqian's eyes were filled with sadness and disbelief, "Why did you kill A Lin?!"
Song Ningshu moved the tip of his sword, "Even though it's a very similar act, it's not true. Forget about fighting, I'll just take your head."
As soon as he finished speaking, three thousand pieces of ice and snow behind him scattered into flying arrows and flew towards Luo Mingqian at a high speed.
Luo Mingqian put away his false grief, and gathered thousands of streams of clear water behind him to protect himself against the ice and snow.
The raging waves roared, as if to swallow everything. Luo Mingqian's face was grim, and a green long sword appeared in his hand. He faced Nian Zhi, who was exuding a cold aura. The crisp sound of weapons colliding was heard, and the two originally feminine swords sparked.
The ice and snow collided with the raging waves, neither of them surrendered. The sound of the tide rang out in the ice and snow, like a blaring drum.
Luo Mingqian's voice was icy. "You killed someone so rashly. Aren't you afraid of killing the wrong person? You're smart, but you're also too headstrong!"
Bingxue forced the opponent back with his unique coldness and brutality. Nianzhi's sword was pressing forward. Song Ningshu replied calmly: "I'm not careless, and I'm not wrong."
250 did not lie or falsify information, but he concealed it.
She seemed to be trapped in a world of lies, and everyone in it was trying to deceive her.
They deceived her to gain her trust, and then led her into believing that their kindness to her was not pure.
She has her own judgment on whether something is pure or not, and no one can mislead her.
She is also fearless.
There is sincerity among all living beings.
Grass and trees grew through the ice, and countless thick vines waved in the air, adding a bit of vitality to this dark world.
The raging waves came, and the three opposing spiritual powers shattered the existing ice layer, and the already dark sky was obscured by the flying ice and snow and the water color.
The all-out battle between two cultivators in the middle stage of tribulation brought chaos to the ice field.
The ice was cracking and water was flowing, and vines were dancing their stems through the broken cracks to break through the water flow.
Two hours later, Song Ningshu kicked Luo Mingqian to the ground. He sank three feet into the ground, and a rapidly spinning ice cone shot into his chest.
The figure of "Luo Mingqian" disappeared.
After that, Song Ningshu first met Mo Songyun and Yao Nian, then Song Anran and Ye Qingzhou, then Wen Xu, Shengxia, Song Anyu, Lou Fanfan, Hang Xingfan...
When they first met, she slashed the neck of the one who was weaker than her with a sword. She fought with Hang Xingfan, who was stronger than her, for four hours, and Song Ningshu killed him despite his injuries.
Except for Qi Yangui, all the "partners" who traveled with him were killed by Song Ningshu.
Finally, Song Ningshu lay on the snow, covering his abdomen, watching the body of "Bing Ling" disappear.
Beside her was a large pool of blood.
Bing Ling, Ling Chui and Gu Che are at the eighth level. It was extremely difficult for her to deal with these three replicas, and she was almost killed many times.
The sky was dark and no light could be seen. A blizzard was coming. The howling wind was bitingly cold and carried heavy snow.
The heavy snow buried the bloodstains.
Song Ningshu took out the pill from the magic ring and swallowed it. The sea of fog in her body quickly repaired her broken body. She also used magic to change her clothes.
Song Ningshu stood up and walked slowly in the blizzard, but the wind and snow did not touch her at all.
The world is vast, with only her lonely shadow.
I don’t know how long the blizzard lasted, but when it ended, a ladder slowly descended from the sky.
Song Ningshu observed for a while and walked up the ladder step by step.
Finally, I met Kyushu.
Jiuzhou stood at the end of the ladder, noticed her arrival, looked at her with a slightly conflicted expression.
"Little Dumpling, I found a way to revive Xingwu and the others."
Song Ningshu paused as she continued to walk upwards. She looked up at Him and asked, "What method?"
"Remember when I told you that you were the most powerful god among us?"
"Um."
"Sacrifice yourself to call them back."
Song Ningshu lowered his head and sighed, "Brother Jiuzhou, stop playing."
Apart from Jiuzhou, she couldn't think of anyone else who could have such extraordinary means to create such a completely flawless lie.
She raised her eyes, her eyes moist, "This is not fun at all."
"Even if I wanted to, you wouldn't let me do it."
Jiuzhou walked down the ladder and wiped her tears. "No matter what they said, you stood firm in your intuition. Little Dumpling, you did a great job."
"But this wasn't my idea. It was Qingyun's."
He originally wanted to wait for her at the place where gods were born, but Qing Yun communicated with heaven and earth to find him and asked him to cooperate with his plan, just to give her a heart-tempering trial.
Let her believe in herself firmly.
She said that from now on, Jiuzhou would be the first to take the lead, so she was determined to go to the other world. The alien race's ability to copy aura and bewitch people was too strong, and Qingyun was afraid that she would be taken advantage of and attacked from both sides.
It was Qing Yun who came up with the idea, but he was made to be the bad god, and it was he who made her cry.
Song Ningshu curled her lips and said, "Let Sister Qingyun wait for me to settle the score with her."
"Um."
"Sacrifice me to call them back, is that true or false?"
"It's fake, don't believe it, don't believe anyone who says it, it won't come back." Jiuzhou touched her head, "It really won't come back."
"Hmph, go away. I don't want to see you now." Song Ningshu turned his head away.
Jiuzhou hugged her in his arms, patted her on the back and said helplessly: "You are so angry, brother Jiuzhou is wrong."
"Don't lie to me about this kind of thing in the future. You know I care about you very much."
"Okay, I won't do that anymore. I'll wait for you on the top of the snow mountain." Jiuzhou let go of her and disappeared.
Song Ningshu landed safely on the ground, and the sky was bright.
She kicked the snow on the ground and walked for a while, when she suddenly saw an inky figure in front of her.
He is as tall as a mountain and has a beautiful appearance.
Song Ningshu stood there and looked at him, "Qi Zhiheng, give me a hug."
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