"Qin Ziqi."
"I think the same as you do."
The young man was always smiling, without any worries, as if the big things were insignificant in front of him.
She was involuntarily infected by him, and the pain that oppressed her viscera gradually dissipated.
They were on their way again.
The land of exile is very huge, it seems that there is no way to go to the end no matter what, she remembers that it is not so vast from the outside, it should be the result of the enveloping black tortoise shell, and they passed another ten days like this.
On this day, Yunjian entered a real nightmare, and while she was checking the corners, she carved marks on the road she walked, and suddenly heard a "bang", as if something fell from the sky, she was startled, this is not from a real nightmare Is there a sound coming out of it? She immediately looked at the place where the sound came from, and saw a young girl with bruises all over her body, lying unconscious on the ground.
She stepped forward to check, the girl's breath was almost stagnant, she was going to die...
Just when she was at a loss, another "bang" exploded in her ears, and something suddenly fell, stirring up a cloud of dust.
A young man emerged from the dust, and it was Yun Jian who had returned.
She immediately stepped forward, wanting to ask him to take a look at the girl, but as soon as she approached, a sword light suddenly stabbed at her, the sword light was so fast that she couldn't see clearly, she froze on the spot, her hands and feet stiffened in place , the dust settled, a pale blue spirit sword was reflected in her pupils, the point of the sword pointed directly at her throat.
The boy holding the sword looked at her coldly, with a murderous aura.
At this moment, the crisis of death completely enveloped her, and she dared not move.
The tip of the sword lightly pressed against her skin, and if she took another step closer, it would pierce through her throat. She was so frightened that her heart stopped beating.
The young man is usually a different person, but at this moment he is indifferent and cold, like a bloodthirsty sharp knife.
A line of blood snaked down from her throat, and her skin was cut by the sharp sword energy...
The smell of blood filled the air for an instant.
The boy's eyes relaxed slightly, and he finally regained his senses. He immediately put away the sword in his palm, and said angrily, "Are you okay?"
As soon as the blade retreated, she finally came back to life, and fell backwards uncontrollably, with layers of cold sweat breaking out from her body.
Yun Jian stood at a distance, trying to reduce the sense of oppression, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Qin Ziqi."
"The entry of exercises is faster than I imagined."
"From next time, you have to be at least three feet away from where I came out, and I'll go find you when I recover."
She clutched her neck and nodded hastily, then she endured the pain in her throat and said: "Look at this girl, she is about to die."
Yun Jian was stunned for a moment, then turned his eyes and saw the scarred girl, and immediately went to her side, and injected his spiritual power into her body.
The girl's eyelids moved, and suddenly she raised her head and vomited a mouthful of blood. After that, she slowly opened her eyes and woke up.
They finally picked up the first person, and they were all very happy. At night, a fire was lit. The girl was Xiaodie. With the support of Yun Jian's spiritual power, she gradually began to get better.
The next journey turned into three people, and Xiaodie began to imitate her appearance, looking for survivors everywhere.
Twenty days later, they finally reached the border of the Exiled Lands.
At this time, there were six people in their team, three men and three women, all of whom were saved by Yun Jian with his own spiritual power, and the position where she was waiting now was twenty feet away from where Yun Jian brought out the real nightmare.
That gentle young man is getting more and more hostile now, if there is someone around him, he must attack, and he is so powerful that no one can resist.
They sat on the rocks at the border and waited for Yun's advice. Xiaodie worriedly looked at the thick purple flowers in the distance, and her little hands were all clenched together.
After an unknown amount of time, Yun Jian finally showed his figure from among the large clusters of purple flowers.
Tall and thin, youthful spirit.
The young man walked through the flower field briskly, walked all the way in front of the crowd, and smiled: "Why are you all so sad?"
Xiaodie breathed a sigh of relief seeing him, then lowered her eyes again, not daring to speak to him.
She pointed behind her: "We've reached the border."
Yun Jian stepped forward in surprise. The front was obviously the same purple flower field, but when he reached out to touch it, it was a thick barrier. He tapped with his fingers, but there was no sound.
He tried to condense a dagger, and stabbed hard at the barrier, but the dagger suddenly shattered, leaving no scars on the barrier.
Everyone watched silently behind him, and their hearts stopped beating when they saw the dagger shattered.
The boy turned around indifferently: "Since we are here, we can always find a way."
Every day after that, everyone began to try to break the barrier, some smashed it with stones, some burned it with fire, but there was no sign of breaking the barrier.
Yun Jian practiced harder than before.
That night, everyone lit a bonfire as usual and sat around in a circle.
Xiaodie clenched her fingers, looked at the boy's pale face, and whispered, "I don't have to go out."
Everyone also looked at the young man, and said, "We also..."
She didn't speak, she clenched and loosened her fingers.
The atmosphere was a little sad for a while.
The boy laughed out loud.
"What are you worried about?"
"I'm not going to die, I'm just going to be less happy."
"I will become a generation of sword immortals in the future."
When he said this, everyone suddenly froze, and only then remembered the premise that the young man said.
He didn't want to practice, just because he didn't want to become indifferent. Now that he practiced hard, he wouldn't die, but would only become indifferent and powerful.
To be indifferent and powerful alone is not a pain, but something that countless monks dream of.
Yep, they all seem to have misunderstood this.
With his aptitude, it's only a matter of time before he becomes a sword fairy, so this is... nothing to be sad about, is it?
She sat in a corner and never spoke.
This guy, at such a time, still thinking about comforting others, she couldn't help but look at him, her eyes fell over the jumping flames and fell on his fair side face.
The boy turned his eyes suddenly, facing her from a distance, and then smiled at her.
After everyone was at their wit's end, Yun Jian once again broke through the bottleneck.
On that day, the sun was gentle and the breeze was blowing, and the flowers and trees all over the ground were swaying in the wind.
The young man came from a distance with a carefree smile.
He walked straight to the half slope, squinted and looked at the barrier not far away.
Everyone looked at him eagerly.
He smiled: "Everyone spread out and stand to the side."
Everyone obediently stood beside him.
The young man was dressed in rags, but that didn't detract from his chicness.
He grasped it with his fingertips, and condensed a spirit sword out of thin air. The spirit sword exuded a blue cold light, and there was the sound of a dragon chant.
Holding the sword in both hands, he lowered his waist slightly, and when he was about to raise his hand, he suddenly turned his face and looked at her from afar.
"Qin Ziqi."
She was taken aback.
The boy grinned.
"After you get out, you have to live well."
Before she had time to speak, a violent wind suddenly blew up beside her, and then she was horrified to see the spiritual power in the air rushing into the young man's thin body in a terrifying manner like a tornado.
The ground under her feet was shaking, and she fell to the ground in embarrassment, desperately grasping the roots around her to barely stabilize her figure.
The spiritual sword absorbed all the spiritual power, and suddenly turned into a blue dragon, let out a deafening roar, and slammed into the barrier with a mighty force.
Just hearing a loud "bang", the whole dragon slammed into the barrier fiercely, shaking the mountain for a while.
A slight "click" sound came from the ears, and everyone looked intently, and saw a tiny crack appeared at the place of the impact, followed by the sound of "click" and "click", and that little crack turned into a spider web in the blink of an eye. It radiated outwards, quickly covered the surface of the barrier, and then burst with a "bang" under the horrified gazes of everyone.
The boundless purple bouquet in front of my eyes disappeared, replaced by black chains and endless abyss.
That is the entrance of Tianxiang City to enter the Xuanguijia...
The tortoise armor is broken...
Being hit by this boy...
She was speechless in horror, and went to see the teenager in the crowd.
He panted slightly, as if he had noticed her gaze, and looked back at her with a smile.
"Qin Ziqi."
"There will be a period later."
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Yun Ranran suddenly woke up.
The sun hangs bleakly overhead, and the thin light does not bring any warmth.
She was still in the midst of countless thick purple flowers, and at this moment she knew clearly that these flowers were left by Yun Jian.
She never expected that she could hear Yun Jian's name in this kind of place, and he had been to this kind of place more than ten years ago.
Lin Qinghuang said that the person who split the black tortoise shell more than ten years ago was actually Yun Jian.
But where did he go?
According to Qin Ziqi's memory, it seems that he has never seen him since then.
She thought about it carefully, when she met Deng Deng, Yun Jian had just come down the mountain, and when she met A Ding, Yun Jian was no different, after that he was brought back to the Taihua Sect, and then she met him in Lingshui Town , At that time, he experienced some bad things and refused to draw his sword again.
She remembered that when experiencing the A-Ding incident, Chang Lan once said that a big man wanted Yun Jian, so she deliberately demonized A-Ding, telling Yun Jian to make mistakes, so that he could bring him back for punishment.
From this point of view, the Yunjian she met just now should be after Ading and before Lingshui Town.
After experiencing the demonization incident of Ading, Yun Jian was brought back to the sect for punishment because of his mistakes, and then sent to the land of exile. Then he split the black tortoise shell, rescued Qin Ziqi and others, and left by himself. Traveled to Lingshui Town.
So the reason why he refuses to draw the sword is that he doesn't want to continue to practice, and he doesn't want to achieve the ruthless way?
When he was in Lingshui Town, it was because of this that something went wrong?
But she always felt that something was wrong. She sat in the flower field and seriously recalled the experience of Qin Ziqi just now.
So she relaxed her consciousness and fell into the memory again, just after she experienced the memory again, she was suddenly taken aback.
She finally knew what was wrong.