When Ning Changjiu walked out of the house, the snow in this world began to melt.

It's spring now, and these snows are not real snow, but just the coldness that flutters in her mood.

"Why did you kill me?"

In addition to the increasingly thinning snowflakes, spring light shone out, and a sound slowly rang through the wind and snow, and it was impossible to tell the specific direction.

That was a question from the fox demon seed.

The state of the inner demon tribulation is irrelevant to the mind and nature, so the demon seed once thought about killing Ning Xiaoling's eyebrows when Ning Changjiu pointed at Ning Xiaoling's eyebrows between his fingers.

But in the end, no action was taken.

Because it explored Ning Changjiu's consciousness, only saw a piece of darkness that seemed to be endless, and all the lights of thinking that fell there were swallowed without a trace.

It has never seen such a sea of ​​consciousness. The sea of ​​consciousness seems to be no longer a sea, but a deep and invisible real starry sky.

It was not sure what this young man was like. If he was possessed by a demon, how strong he would have been in his previous life. If he was possessed by a god, then the god had been indifferent since ancient times. Why would he be so kind to this girl who should have no family affection?

But it still doesn't feel that the other party can find itself.

In this inner demon tribulation, it can transform everything according to its own natal magical powers. It can be a fisherman, a porter, a soldier, a hawking merchant, and a singer with dance sleeves...

Ning Changjiu ignored the shout, and did not investigate the source of it, because he knew that it was just disturbing himself and wanted to waste some of his time.

"Junior sister, look at the sword." Ning Changjiu took one hand and spread his palm in front of him. When Ning Xiaoling looked in the sound, a peach wood sword was pulled by the aura and flew to his palm with a sound.

Somewhere in the city, a waiter serving food saw the old Taoist sitting alone at the table suddenly turning into an empty sword box, with a dull look.

Ning Changjiu slowly pushed and stroked the sword body with two fingers, and the peach wood sword actually made a real sound of gold and stone.

As the palms turned over, the peach wood sword took off his palm and turned into a stream of light, a phantom, passing through the world.

Then, the people walking in the city were penetrated by this sword like a candied haws. They didn't have time to react to anything, and they broke like fireworks.

The voice of the demon species sounded in horror: "You want to kill all the people in the city?"

Everyone died, and the demon fox had no carrier to rely on to hide, so he could only appear and face him.

Ning Changjiu didn't answer, and the sword light continued.

The voice of the demon species was like a piece of iron ablated by fire, and it was full of bone cold: "You are indeed a devil, a devil who kills without blinking... They died in front of you. Don't you feel compassion at all? Although this is the illusion of the heart, people in this illusion think they are alive..."

Ning Changjiu's voice was calm and calm: "You and I know it well. The people in this city are all illusions. How can they die if they have never lived? I will not think about those philosophical questions, because that doesn't make sense."

The ice and snow melt, and the spring is bright, but many figures break and disappear at the sight of the spring. Only the flowers on the branches, as pink as newborn babies, were innocently looking at the world.

This is a city of killing, a city of killing without blood.

The demon sneered: "After all, you are a cruel executioner. There is a ghost in your heart. Sooner or later, it will come out to devour you. You seem dull and rational at this moment, but the ghost in your heart is still sleeping."

Ning Changjiu responded: "You want to test my origin and then open the gap in my mood. Unfortunately, you can't do it because I don't know where I come from..."

The demon species would not believe his words, but said coldly: "If one day you kill the living people in the city, you can save the world, do you kill or not?"

Ning Changjiu seemed to have thought of this question a long time ago and answered without hesitation: "I don't want to face such a dilemma, so I will do my best to kill you at this moment."

If the demon species is allowed to withdraw from the inner demon disaster safely and soundly, Ning Xiaoling will wake up by then, it will be a disaster for destroying the city and the country.

The last piece of snow in the city fell on his shoulders. He brushed it off gently like ash and sighed: "I haven't killed anyone, but I'm saving the people in the entire city of Zhao. What's the conscience? And you..."

He paused and did not continue because the city became quieter and quieter.

That kind of quietness is dead silence, like war and plague sweeping over, or it seems like it is just the silence of the night.

So, in this dead silence, any sound at any point will appear extremely clear.

"Yuzhixuan, Jinxiu Garden, pear trees are filled with snow and peach blossoms. Watch the lantern banquet in the small building tonight, and it is full of good times and beautiful couples..."

The singing continues in the attic.

The strings of the piano were squeezing and playing with the delicate plain hands, making them feel desolate and graceful.

The seat was covered with clothes and was empty.

But the woman did not look up, but just played the piano through the gauze. The bright lights in the building seemed to never go out.

"When the sky is hanging in the sky, go to Baiyun Temple again..."

Mid-hour had passed, and a bright morning glow had appeared in the sky.

A peach wood sword came like an arrow, piercing her eyebrows.

The woman slowly raised her head, touched the blood hole between her eyebrows, and blew gently. The blood stained between her fingers turned into butterflies one after another.

The woman's skin gradually dissipated, revealing a snow-white demon fox with four young tails.

Its demon claws are still pressed on the strings, shaking up lingering sounds.

The wooden sword passed through her eyebrows and returned.

The demon fox's tail shook and broke the wooden sword apart.

"Then let me learn about your true abilities."

There was no trace of emotion in the words of the snow fox. The next moment, the long street where Ning Changjiu and Ning Xiaoling were all broken, all the houses were blown away and razed to the ground. An old fox with a magical figure dozens of feet high stood in the ruins, staring at the man and woman who looked like an ant with scarlet eyes staring indifferently.

Ning Xiaoling looked at the snow-white figure, and she knew that it was a change after the fusion of her innate spirit and demon species.

The pitiful little fox with broken tail has now become so tall and arrogant. Its body shook the light of snowflakes, like a creature condensed by the holy fire.

Ning Xiaoling instinctively took two steps back, and her heart was filled with innate fear.

The snow fox stared at them and said, "Maybe I should have taken action long ago. Now that I have killed the people all over the city, my sword intent is so strong that I am a little scared."

Ning Changjiu calmly shook his head: "That sword is nothing?"

"Not what?" Xue Fox's eyes became slender and he asked, "Do you have a sword in your heart?"

The inner demon tribulation is a situation that asks the heart. It has nothing to do with the realm. The bigger the heart, the higher the sky, and the brighter the sword intent in the heart, the brighter the world.

Ning Xiaoling suddenly felt that her back became very warm, and the warmth slowly melted the frost and snow in her heart, eliminating her fear.

She turned a little, feeling an orange halo on her cheeks.

The light was like a fire that was pressing against the cheeks. She covered her forehead with her hands and looked through her fingers. Only then could she vaguely see the bright red sun shining with magnificent orange light, rushing out from the horizon and embracing the whole world in its soft light.

In that pure and huge light, the snow fox dozens of feet tall was also overshadowed.

It looked at the big sun in horror, not sure what it was.

Above the nine heavens, the ice-covered eyes of the girl who was carved with ice were also red by the sun. She frowned and stretched out her hand. All the light retreated dimly when passing by her side. She looked at the boy in the city, her eyes flashed, with shock and uncertainty, and then looked at him carefully.

"This is impossible..." She bit her lower lip and said, "I have never seen him... How could anyone I have seen forget that even if he is a powerful man who has entered the five paths, I will never admit his mistake... Who is this?"

Ning Changjiu let out a sigh of relief. At this moment, in the inner demon tribulation, his body was just consciousness and had no weight. At this moment, his consciousness was actually connected with the sun. The two shone together, and a thousand feet of light burst out.

There was indeed a sword buried in his heart.

In the memory of the previous life, on the full moon night, lanterns were everywhere, and the senior brothers and sisters of the same school gathered together. Starting from the senior sister, one person and one sword, cut off the moonlight and achieved enlightenment, pierced the sky and ascended.

He also had a great aura that had accumulated for twenty-four years in his heart.

Twelve years of practicing Taoism and twelve years of asking for swords.

That night, I should have cut out the sword in my heart and ascended to the fairy court. I forgot both the sword.

But when he was about to set off his sword, he felt a sense of emotion and looked back and took a look.

That glance made him slow to get out of the sword for a while, and he never had the chance to cut out the ascension sword again.

But after that, he saw a stronger sword light, and in front of that sword, he had no room for resistance.

How bright the moon is...

Ning closed his eyes for a long time and recalled the increasingly blurred face and sword shadow in his memory, which was the moonlight hidden deep in his eyes.

That was also the ascension sword that he was depressed and could not make.

The snow fox could not see it, but could feel that a piece of sword tip had pointed to its chest. It had a thought that it could not be avoided or escaped, as if the next moment, its body and even this huge city would be divided into two.

At the top of the inner demon realm, a sigh sounded softly.

"I really love to cause trouble." The girl complained and pointed at the big sun.

It seems that there is a Tiangou swallowing the sun, and the day and night, and the light of the whole world becomes pitch black like the passing water. The position of the sun turns into a pale full moon without a trace, only a simple white one.

Ning looked sideways for a long time.

The world is still, and Ning Xiaoling and the snow fox are both in a motionless position.

Because behind him, a little girl was surrounded by clouds and mist, with the full moon as the background.

"Stop it when you can." The little girl said angrily: "Although the lion uses all his strength to fight the fox, I won't get you a mess when this sword is slashed here."

Ning Chang smiled, but did not extinguish the sword fire between his fingers.

The little girl glanced at his finger and said, "Tell me about your origin."

Ning Changjiu said: "I'm not sure. If you know something, you can tell me."

The little girl widened her eyes and was amazed: "Who did you learn from me for making money with me?"

Ning Changjiu smiled innocently and said, "I really didn't lie to you."
To be continued...