Chapter 662: Life without compromise
Ning Feiyan raised the teacup in her hand to clink a cup with him, and her hands touched his waist easily.
“There is nothing to worry about. Haven’t I made it through all these years of ups and downs alone? What’s more, there is no need to spend your energy and deliberately suppressing the chaos in this month.
< br>A rare trend in thousands of years The rain has gone smoothly, and the wounds on my body have been nourished by your hard work. I feel relaxed and happy as never before. It doesn’t matter, but you..."
She put down the tea cup in her hand and pretended to replace it. Bailian straightened his collar and collar:.
"I have been tired of you all these days, so I have to make up for the losses I have suffered. If I am in need in the coming year, I will come to you and lend you some comfort."
< br>The topic has been taken astray again, Balian shook his head and smiled, and said: "The coming year will be too far away. When this storm passes, I will go to find you."
There are countless succubi who play with people's hearts, but there is never a shortage. He was so fascinated by her that he kept thinking about finding her man.
It’s just that for Ning Feiyan, she was very tired of being stalked.
For her, sincerity that can be deceived by falsehood is worthless and can be abandoned, let alone the opportunity for others to find her.
Ning Feiyan has never seen Bai Lian, like those men in the past, eagerly holding up his sincerity for her to see.
Looking at his smile, but for some reason, the words of rejection came to his lips but he swallowed them without words.
He just smiled and said vaguely: "After the snowstorm, I'm afraid my belly will get bigger and ugly. I don't want to see you."
Bai Lian chuckled softly, his eyes filled with a different color of joy.
After all, before parting, Ning Feiyan still softened her heart and made him happy for a while.
After straightening the collar of Balian's clothes, Ning Feiyan suddenly sighed and said: "The female devil is obsessed with obsession right now. Since you want to refute her wishes, you are afraid that one day you will really make her crazy. Do this." Something crazy happened. < br>
If the situation is really irreversible, listen to me and say her nickname, I think it can bring back some of her humanity. "
"A nickname? " Balian looked at Ning unexpectedly Feiyan: "Do you know the nickname of the Demon King?"
Ning Feiyan smiled and said: "Back then, she was an abandoned demon in the wasteland city, and I was a lowly succubus. Both of them are Working together to seize power, you can always know something about the sidelines Things that people don’t know.”
As she spoke, she stood on tiptoes and whispered softly: “Aluo, her nickname is Aluo. If you are in a deadlock, just call her. It will be very confusing.”
"Of course." Ning Feiyan raised the corner of her mouth slightly, hinting at a cold and ruthless smile: "If you had chosen the timing more cleverly, and she was so confused that someone could take advantage of her, you could kill her with one strike. Without her, this disaster is not a bad thing."
Bailian's head trembled, and he looked at her blankly without saying anything.
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Ning Feiyan left the city early and did not deliberately hide the dark eyes in the city.
After she came to the top of the city and summoned a monster white eagle to travel north, the Demon Lord in the Hades Palace and Mi Lu in the Zhaoyu Palace secretly sent a group of silent black tails to follow her.
The demon world is vast, but it is all the land of the king.
Even if Ning Feiyan knew that murder was imminent, where could she escape on this continent.
Many people in the city have guessed that the Demon Lord's abnormal and abnormal viciousness in the past four days is probably inseparable from Ning Feiyan.
She walked in such a hurry, obviously to avoid trouble.
But in the minds of these people, such hasty and unprepared behavior to avoid disaster is really stupid.
The demon king only needs to give an order to kill a demon minister.
Under the vast demonic world, which force dares to take her in?
But a few days have passed, and everything is calm in the palace. Except for the shadow sent by the Demon Lord on the first day to follow, there is no more killing order, and Ning Feiyan is still out.
Some people are secretly trying to figure out the emperor's heart, and even vaguely feel that the Lord of the Four Rivers did not respect the rules and left the city without permission. In fact, His Majesty the Demon King is not as angry as everyone imagined, but has been in a very good mood recently. .
During the court meeting, several demon officials made mistakes, and His Majesty the Demon King's methods of punishment were less thunderous and angry, and his methods were much gentler than in the past.
A sealed letter was sent to the Hades Palace, and the shadow reported that Ning Feiyan's whereabouts were getting further and further away from the Demon State, and His Majesty the Demon Lord's mood was obviously getting better and better.
It seems that as long as the Lord of the Four Rivers does not return, His Majesty's mood will continue to be good.
The snow is deep and cold, and when the moon is overcast, Chaling is particularly quiet at night.
The surrounding fields are quiet, the cicadas have stopped chirping in the nearby mountains, and only the soft rustling of midge moths can be heard, and the dots of fireflies in the tea garden flicker in the evening wind among the wild flowers.
The fragrance of tea is blowing on the face, and Baili is sitting in the mausoleum. The wind is passing through the mountains and fields, the grass is blowing on the sleeves, and the green lamp is still under the feet, emitting a bright and clear light, haloing the clothes.
The ancient sword Tiance Junshan is inserted diagonally into the bluestone of the ancient road. The thick sword body is surrounded by a faint black-gold sword energy. Under the misty clear light, it reflects a bit of mystery. color.
Bailian placed the palm of his left hand between his knees, and in his right hand lay a young three-headed demon bird.
The demonic bird was in the ghost mountain. It was attracted by the Heaven-Destroying Sword inserted into Si Li's chest.
Pi Mo Niao died once in the ghost mountain, and his body was reunited only after the seal left by Hong Ying, the heroic spirit in the middle.
It has been hidden in the seal for more than several months, and now its aura is extremely abundant, and it can freely change the size of its body shape, quietly curled up in the palm of Bai Lian's hand.
Three furry little heads were constantly pecking at the palm of his hand.
There seemed to be some delicious food hidden in the empty palms, and the three heads scrambled to peck at it, constantly emitting cries of joy.
The Pi Mo bird feeds on sword energy and has been seen in Dongtian Temple.
Now it is kept in Baili'an's body and has not eaten the sword energy. According to common sense, after being released by Baili'an, it should go to find the sword and eat it.
But the Tiance Junshan Sword from Kunlun was beside him, exuding a sword energy like scented bait.
The bird turned a blind eye and pecked at the palm of its hand, as if it could peck out a flower.
Bailian moved his index finger lightly, and the bird immediately stopped.
The little paws that looked thin but actually contained terrifying power gently landed on his knuckles, tilting their heads and cooing continuously.
Bailian raised his fingers, placed the bird on his shoulder, and raised his eyes to the sky.
It has been more than half a month since he entered the realm of transcending tribulation.
Mortals overcome the tribulation and escape from the mortal body.
The corpse demon overcomes the tribulation, crosses the yin and yang of life and death, and gathers yin to form a pearl.
But to this day, except for the purple corpse bead in the Dantian under the abdomen that has become more solid and powerful, Bailian has never been able to sense the corpse bead that belongs to him in his body. beads.
On the contrary, the thin green python sword energy hidden in the corpse bead in the abdomen has the potential to thrive. It lies quietly deep in the corpse bead, but does not have any conflict with the demonic energy in the bead. One was floating in it peacefully and peacefully.
Light green and deep purple, one positive and one evil, the two colors seem to be distinct and complementary to each other.
Bailian tried to feed the sword energy with the demonic energy in the corpse bead.
But found that the sword energy was avoided.
Bailian was very patient and used his spiritual consciousness to pull the sword energy, slowly pulling away the corpse bead, following the meridians and nodes, like a snake crossing water, until it wrapped around his fingertips.
The bird sitting quietly on his shoulder cooed, seeming to be a little interested.
Balian opened his mouth and let out a breath, and the pale white spiritual breath fell into the cyan sword energy.
In an instant, like sweet rain pouring down, the sword energy grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, condensing into reality. After several changes, the sword energy in the form of a small green python suddenly differentiated into two pythons, with their tail ends connected and the two pythons raising their heads.
Bailian was surprised by this strange change. Tiance Junshan, which was leaning into the crevice of the stone, trembled, as if he was thinking about it, and there was a slight echo.
Bailian's eyes moved and he looked at Tiance Junshan Sword with a bit of surprise.
The Tiance Junshan Sword came from the Kunlun Mountains. Although it is unknown which weapon refiner master made it, this ancient sword is an unfinished product.
This sword cannot be enchanted, nor can it be engraved with inscriptions.
The world's spiritual swords can be controlled with the heart, not unilaterally using spiritual energy to drive away objects to control the sword.
But it is necessary to cultivate the heart of the sword first, use the inscriptions as a bridge to communicate with the spirit, and talk to the sword in one heart, then only then can the sword be truly meaningful.
This is where the power of the Spirit Sword lies.
Communicate with the sword, and with a thought, the sword will howl out!
Only a sword with inscriptions on it can be called a spiritual sword.
Otherwise, a sword with an inscription that is difficult to engrave would be like a stubborn stone that cannot be enlightened and cannot be communicated with.
The day a sword is born, the heart of the sword is born.
If the sword holder’s thoughts cannot be communicated through the inscriptions on the sword.
Over time, the sword heart that cannot hear the language of this world will slowly die away as the years pass by.
But tonight, this Tiance Junshan Sword actually had an instant touch.
Bailian also seemed to catch an extremely weak heartbeat at that moment.
His eyes brightened, he pointed out his fingers, and the blue double python sword energy flew out quickly from his fingertips, like clear light like the sea, and sank into the thick sword body.
A long time.
There was no movement from Tiance Junshan Sword, which was surrounded by a faint sword energy.
Like a deaf and blind old man who is dying, breathing out the sword energy of death.
Baili watched quietly for a long time, and saw that Tiance's Junshan sword really didn't touch it again, and thought to himself, could his idea be wrong?
It is inevitable to feel a little disappointed.
He raised his hand to call back the sword energy, but with a slight movement of his fingers, he captured the fleeting heartbeat again.
It's not an illusion!
Bailian closed his eyes and concentrated.
When he opened his eyes again, his dark eyes clearly reflected the outline of the ancient sword under the night sky.
He opened his palms, as if summoning another self.
“Buzz!”
The heavy sound of the sword echoed in the cracks of the bluestone. The sound of the sword was not clear and clear, as if the heart was as calm and calm as death.
Bailian's naturally clear and gentle eyes suddenly became stern, and he said in a deep voice: "How can one's heart be destroyed before the sword is broken!"
The cracks in the bluestone were wide, and voiceless sounds suddenly appeared. , the ancient sword suddenly rose.
Induced without thought, driven away without intention, it drew out several sword lights that cut through the wind and snow, like waking up from a dream, and finally landed steadily in the palm of Bai Lian's hand.
The weight of the cold long sword was slightly reduced when he started to hold it. Balian gently held the sword flower, holding the sword and sleeve horizontally, and looked at the ancient sword carefully.
The body of the sword is intertwined with black and gold, and its sharp edge has not been revealed. The self-contained long sword is quite restrained.
He suddenly let out a light sigh and saw a slightly thick layer of dark blood rust attached to the hidden edge under the sword grid.
The color is so dark that if you don’t look closely, it almost blends into the gilded black sword body.
At that time, the slightly thick blood rust peeled off into ash and fell, revealing a hidden inscription between the original sword edges.
The blue double python sword energy flows into this inscription, and the sword shines brightly.
Balian was right.
That is indeed an inscription, but this inscription is shallow and only outlines a shallow initial stroke. It is difficult to describe, but it can only be regarded as a residual pattern.
But it is this residual pattern, like a small crack cracked on the thick cocoon fossil, that shines into the world in the sword through the green sword light.
At this moment, this Tiance Junshan sword was truly awakened for the first time.
Bailian watched the sword carefully and couldn't help but have a smile on his face.
That faint ancient pattern, like a sword mark, guides the sword that was once abandoned by its owner, clearly giving the direction.
The Tiance Junshan sword trembled in his hand, and there was a sense of excitement and joy at being picked up in his hand again.
Bailian flicked his sword and smiled, his mood quietly changing with the sword.
Having been through the tribulation for more than half a month, the difficult problem that has always been difficult to grasp seems to be solved in this moment.
He raised his sword and tapped the void three times, like a ceremonial ceremony before knocking on a door.
In the realm of overcoming the tribulation, what can be easily changed is not only the spiritual power and the extraordinary physical body of the general, but also the state of mind that enters the world and understands the subtleties.
Qiyun City above the sky.
Yuncheng is like a long road, and you can see the wonder of two open doors in the distance.
A vague connection, like a red thread between the hearts, connects the world on the other side to this side.
Shadows surged beneath him, and a wolf shadow emerged.
There are clouds in the sky and the dawn is shining, and there is a miracle hidden there.
Bailian didn’t expect that it would actually work.
Since leaving the ancient city of Xianling, the Ghost Mountain has been sealed again, and the bronze gate has been closed for a long time, Bailian seems to have been cut off from the mysterious and terrifying world.
But Wangyue does not belong to the six realms. If he really broke off from the bronze door and opened it, how could Wangyue survive?
So, Balian had a bold idea, to use the power of the dragon soul to overcome the catastrophe of nine deaths, and open the soul to the spirit to summon the ancient gate.
And the fact is just as Bailian expected, the Bronze Gate chose its owner and became silent, not really claiming to be under the three realms of Ghost Mountain, but was taken away from Xianling City by Bailian and hid in the realm of no realm. .
Now, he actually summoned the Bronze Gate in this demon world, but it was still dark, and he had another way to compete with the demon king.
Above the sky, the silhouettes of the two doors disappeared. The moon-watching wolf let out a long roar and jumped into Balian's shadow to hide.
The wind blew through the wild grass, and the fireflies dispersed.
Under the shadow of the green lantern, at some point, a flute-playing boy appeared, kneeling at his feet as if surrendering.
At this time, the sound of the evening wind gradually came closer. Bailian raised his eyes to look for the sound, and saw Yin Baishuang walking along the mountain path into the night fog.
(End of this chapter)