"Let go of her!!" Xuan Hua howled violently and rushed towards Qin Feng.

Xuanhua's whole body began to throb as he chanted the formula in Ninghua's mouth.

He is her spiritual pet, and he can't go against her at all. She didn't like his resistance, so she wanted to punish him.

He turned into a dragon because of the pain, roared and swung the surrounding with the dragon's tail, and slapped the man who was pulling out Qin Fengfeng marrow. Ninghua's brows turned cold, and a ray of light instantly turned into a golden whip, slapped him directly, and pulled him directly into the deep mountain.

That whip brought all the cultivators in the fusion stage, she was his master, and when she hit him, it instantly turned into dozens of times of strength. Xuan Hua, who was a dragon, couldn't stand it and was seriously injured.

Blood oozing out from under his flesh, he stood up with difficulty, and charged towards Qin Feng again.

Ninghua showed no mercy this time, tied him directly with a beam of light, hung him up, and beat him with vines.

Those vines, with the evil energy he feared, hit him with a rustling sound, and sparks of electric light flashed. He struggled desperately, watching those people cut open Qin Feng's abdomen, dug out the Yuan Dan from her inner cavity, and pulled out the phoenix marrow from her spine.

That little girl who had always been arrogant, from the beginning screaming sharply, slowly turned into wailing, and then wept in a low voice and whimpered.

The sound hit his heart one after another.

he killed her...

Looking at the methods of those cultivators, looking at the indifferent eyebrows of Ninghua, he finally knew.

He is always different from these people.

They are men and he is a beast. Even if he can become a human, he is like Qin Feng, he has an inner core, he has a dragon marrow keel, and one day, he will be like Qin Feng, who will be digging out the marrow by them, peeling the skin and cramping.

So he couldn't help crying. A sound of dragon's mourning resounded through the mountains. It was pouring rain in the sky, and Ninghua stood beside him, watching him quietly.

It was the saddest look he had never seen before.

After a long time, everything is finally over. Qin Feng, who was paralyzed on the ground, was put into a cage and taken away by them. Only Ninghua and Xuanhua were left on the mountain.

She looked at him quietly, as if she wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she said, "In the future, you can rest in peace."

"An Ning?" Xuan Hua was stunned when he heard these words, then laughed wildly: "What An Ning? How An Ning?!! You gave me wine, I thought you really wanted me to reconcile with her! I believe you, I trust you so much!!"

The dragon's tail slapped the cage made by the beam of light fiercely, and roared: "Ninghua, you are not a cultivator! You are a cultivator! You will be retributed! Retribution!"

Listening to Xuan Hua's words, Ning Hua did not open his mouth. In her indifferent eyes, there was a smile of contempt for heaven and earth: "Cultivating demons? Cultivating Taoism and demons, as long as you give me longevity, isn't that enough?"

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, can you still blame me for being ruthless in creating this world of the weak and the strong?!"

Hearing her words, Xuan Hua was shocked. He stared blankly at the indifferent appearance of the person in front of him, and slowly recalled her gentle smile back then.

Different……

This is not condensed.

This is not her sublimation!

"Where's Ninghua?!" Xuanhua rushed to the edge of the cage and slammed into the cage: "You return Ninghua to me! Return me!"

Ninghua didn't speak, and pursed her lips. Xuan Hua was hit with blood all over his body. He howled and turned into a human body, knelt on the ground, and wept bitterly.

"Give her back to me..." He stretched out his bloody hand: "Give it back to me!"

Ninghua looked at his almost desperate expression without being touched at all, and said in indifferent words: "In the future, we will fight the demon cultivator to the death, and all the high-level cultivators need to break through. The dragon bone and phoenix marrow are the ultimate immortals, just one point, It will allow us to break through to Mahayana in the integration period.”

"I have discussed with them. Now that you have made great contributions to catching the Phoenix alive, they will not try to attack you in the future."

Xuan Hua didn't reply to her. He knelt on the ground, crying and laughing, slapped the cage, and said hoarsely: "I want to sublime. You go, I want to sublime."

Ninghua finally showed an unbearable expression, she squatted down, looked at Xuanhua's blood-filled eyebrows, and said slowly: "Xuanhua, people can change. Now I am the leader of the faction, Daojun Ninghua. , you should grow up too."

Xuan Hua laughed, like an idiot. Sublimation Hua sighed, stepped on the downpour, turned around and left. When she was far away, Xuan Hua finally accepted his smile.

The rain hit the wound, especially, especially painful.

It rained heavily that day and night, and the wounds on the dragon's body healed very quickly. Xuan Hua lay quietly in the cage, used his divine sense to explore the entire mountain, and finally found Qin Feng in a monk's room. Qin Feng was locked in a cage by him. He was a little drunk and was burning Qin Feng with fire, wondering if Phoenix could really be reborn from ashes.

When Xuan Hua found out that Ning Hua was sleeping, he concentrated all his strength. After breaking through the cage, he rushed directly to the monk's residence. Seeing Qin Feng who was being burned by the flames and screaming, Xuan Hua was so angry that he dived directly. In the past, when the other party was caught off guard, he devoured the cultivator in one bite, and then rushed Qin Feng into his arms.

When he rushed out, a group of monks were disturbed. Qin Feng lay on his back, grabbed his dragon horn, and watched him fly thousands of miles into the sky. Those monks caught up, and countless Huaguang hit him. He groaned and fought all the way, and fought a bloody road.

He ran extremely fast, and soon only a few monks were left to catch up. These were all out-of-body cultivators. Seeing that they had already flown far away, he simply put Qin Feng down.

"I will avenge you."

This time, he used the dragon language.

He never speaks the dragon language, because he always feels from the bottom of his heart that he is a person.

However, at this moment, he finally felt that he was a dragon.

Qin Feng fell to the ground, looked up at Xuan Hua, rushed up, and fought with those monks.

The cultivators' spells pierced through his body, and blood fell from the sky like a rain of blood. He let out bursts of lamentation, but he still did not stop the killing.

Until the end, all these monks were killed by him. Xuan Hua finally stopped, turned into a human figure, covered the wound in his abdomen, and stumbled to Qin Feng's side.

"Xiaofeng," he squatted in front of her and looked at her with difficulty: "I'm sorry."

Qin Feng didn't speak, she pursed her lips. Xuan Hua smiled, he raised his hand, stroked her hair, and said gently: "Really, I'm sorry. I didn't think she would do anything to you, I didn't think that people's hearts can really be terrifying. so."

"Xiaofeng," he said, reaching into his abdominal cavity and digging out Yuandan with his bare hands.

It was too intense pain, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Qin Feng's complexion changed, he used a body-fixing technique to immobilize her, and the Yuan Dan with light was dug out by his bloody hands and placed in Qin Feng's abdomen. Qin Feng's voice trembled: "Xuanhua...don't be like this..."

"I'm sorry...Xiaofeng," Xuanhua's face was pale, watching Yuan Dan merge with her abdomen, hoarse voice, slowly said: "This is...I owe you. Although I still owe you more. Yes, but...I still want to hope...you can forgive me."

"I didn't want to hurt you," he raised his hand, stroking the tears that were rolling down her face with his bloody hand, and said hoarsely: "You are my sister in my heart. Although I usually act disgusted. Yours, but Xiaofeng, I have only been with two people in my life. One is Ninghua, she raised me, taught me to care, and is the object of all my love. The other is you."

"You are the little sister in my heart, I am a dragon, you are a phoenix, and we are all born gods. I hope you can be arrogant and willful all your life...don't understand world affairs."

"You're right..." He smiled weakly: "How can a noble God Race like us... bow to those ants..."

Qin Feng didn't speak, he only knew how to cry.

She saw Xuan Hua's eyes, gentle and bright. In fact, she doesn't understand very well, she doesn't understand what kind of feelings she has towards Xuan Hua. She only knew that from the time she was born, her inheritance had told her that this person was her lifelong partner.

He was destined, so she could learn everything.

He doesn't want to be with her because he said that only those who love each other can be together, then she learns to love him.

But when he dug Yuan Dan to her and said softly, "You are my little sister." She felt from the bottom of her heart that he was indeed just her, the warmest brother.

She sobbed softly as he stumbled to his feet and walked with his back to her.

She couldn't help but stop him: "Xuanhua!"

Xuan Hua stopped and heard her cry: "Do you want to go back?! Do you still love her?!"

Xuan Hua slowly smiled bitterly, a little dazed: "I don't want to go back either, but...is this what I want?"

"I'm her spiritual pet, Xiaofeng," he said with difficulty: "I can't go back. You practice hard, and when Lingtan comes to the world in the future, you can fly to the upper realm..."

As the only favor of the heavenly way, the dragon and the phoenix cultivate the mind of the Tao with the human body. When the heavenly world descends on the Lingtan, the dragon and the phoenix enter the Lingtan to wash the sutras and cut the marrow, and they can be transformed into the bones of the gods, and within a hundred years, they can soar.

He has lost the inner alchemy, and there is no possibility of ascension. And if Qin Feng works hard, there may be a glimmer of hope.

After he finished speaking, he didn't stop any longer and moved away from her step by step.

He was covered in wounds, but he didn't dare to stop, because Sublimation Hua would wake up soon. Sublimation will know where he is, and sublimation can control him.

His love alone cannot affect others.

Qin Feng looked at his gradually distant back, and for the first time understood what kind of sadness it is from the bottom of his heart.

She has cried many times, but never once has she felt so desperate.

She always thought that, as a phoenix, there would be no people in this world that she was afraid of, and there would be no things she was powerless to do. She will be born God, what is there to fear?

However, she now understands the cruelty of the world, understands anxiety, understands that some people can't be achieved even if you try hard, and some things can't be salvaged even if you try hard.

She was sobbing and crying in the rain, and she noticed that someone seemed to be watching her in front of her. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a man with a paper fan in his hand, dressed in a white shirt with large ink characters, holding his chin and looking at her seriously.

"You...what are you staring at me?!" Qin Feng scolded angrily.

The other party smiled a little embarrassedly, lowered his head and said, "I... I've never seen a phoenix cry."

Qin Feng: "..."

"Qin Shuwen, the venerable envoy of the Confucian sect," the other party turned the fan in his hand. After unfolding the "shuh", Qin Feng's chin was raised, and the corners of his mouth were hooked: "I don't know the girl's surname?"

"Take away your broken fan!" Qin Feng scolded angrily.

Qin Shuwen covered half of his face with a fan, blinked and said, "Don't you think I'm so handsome?"

Qin Feng: "..."

Where did the mental retardation come from?

"Phoenix," Qin Shuwen sighed when he saw her angry expression, and raised his hand to cover her wound. There was a heat current in his palm, and the wound was slowly healing. Qin Feng was surprised when he heard the other party's gentle voice: "Shall I take you back to recuperate?"

"roll……"

Qin Shuwen smiled and said nothing. With a fan on her forehead, she turned into a pheasant. Qin Shuwen picked up Qin Feng and walked towards the distance.

"Don't be afraid," his voice was gentle: "I won't make you stew."

"Go away! Put me down!"

"What's your name?"

"..."

"Don't say it? I'll name you if you don't say it? How about Xiaohua?"

"Qin Feng." Qin Feng couldn't hold back. Qin Shuwen laughed loudly: "Why, are you going to be my surname before you see me? If I marry you in the future, won't I call you Qin Qin?"

"You're crazy!" Qin Feng couldn't help blushing, looking at the other party's appearance in the moonlight, dissatisfied: "Who wants to be involved with you ants?"

"Not to be involved with me? That's not good," Qin Shuwen seemed keen to tease her, and said with a smile, "I picked you up because you looked good. I... I've been single for many years, and I always told my brothers and sisters that I would take you with me. A special object for them, I finally picked up a phoenix..."

"roll roll roll!"

The two walked away arguing.

Xuan Hua finally felt relieved, and slowly slipped down from behind the tree trunk and sat down.

Qin Shuwen glanced at Xuan Hua's direction with a smile but continued to leave.

Xuanhua sat under the tree all night, and Ninghua didn't come to him, but he knew that Ninghua already knew where he was.

He set off early the next morning and went to many places by himself.

He went to the city where she found him back then. It had become a big mortal market, and there was no trace of it at all. Based on his memory, he came to the ruined temple where he had stayed for a long time. It became a cemetery, and there were barren tombs standing there, as if he had lost the past for too long.

The people he loved and his beautiful memories were all turned into barren tombs standing there.

When he was wandering outside, he heard that several people had broken through to become Mahayana monks. He didn't have to think about it to know that it was the effect of Qin Fengfeng's Marrow Primordial Pill. This includes Ning Hua, the youngest sword cultivator.

Sometimes he didn't quite understand how Ninghua got to what it is today step by step.

She used to be a very warm person, even if she was a little more indifferent, she wasn't like that. He knew that she had always been reluctant to touch these loves from the bottom of her heart, but she was also an upright person.

However, in today's world of self-cultivation, it's just that the devil's cultivation is not the right path, and even the human cultivation is so bloody and cruel, the whole scene of a group of demons dancing wildly. The sublimation in it seems to have cultivated the magic way.

He seemed to return to the days when he was wandering alone. He silently helped some people and walked through many cities silently. The wound on his body kept festering, and he didn't care about it.

Three years later, he heard that the battle between the shemale and the monster was imminent, and the wound on his body was so rotten that he hid in the cave and slowly licked his wound.

Without Neidan, he could no longer transform into a dragon. However, with a complete human body, he seems to feel more like a beast, so he does not want to drink medicine like others, but prefers to lick the wound to heal it.

It was very cold when the first winter snow fell, and he hid in a hole, thinking he would freeze to death. However, at that time, Ning Hua came.

She is standing outside the cave, where the Mahayana monks are, where is there a severe cold to dare to commit? She stood at the door, looked at him quietly, and said lightly: "Come out, it's time to go back."

He didn't speak, opened his eyes and glanced at her, closed his eyes, turned his head, and said nothing.

Ninghua seemed to be angry, and said angrily: "Come out!"

Xuan Hua didn't move, and then he felt that his body was out of his control and stood up. He resisted desperately, but his body was still crawling on the ground, one step at a time, lying at her feet.

She was wearing white shoes made of bamboo, so clean that they were not stained with dust. Xuan Hua slowly raised his head, looked at the indifferent face of the other party, and pulled out a smile: "Satisfied?"

Ninghua didn't speak, she raised her hand and grabbed Xuanhua and put it into the spirit beast bag.

She brought him to Dao Bai Zegu, a sect specialized in training spirit beasts. She threw him into Bai Zegu, and said coldly, "If you don't teach you a lesson, you don't know what you are! I've given you affection, but you've become a blessing?"

"What am I..." Xuanhua laughed lowly, looked at the surrounding spirit beasts, raised his head, hoarsely, and said slowly: "Yes, what am I? What do I have with these spirit beasts? Different? What am I!"

"I don't know, you can figure it out for me!" Ninghua put a spirit lock ring around his neck and said angrily, "I figured it out, I'll pick you up again."

He stayed in Bai Zegu for a month.

Bai Zegu has a systematic training method. From his thoughts to his habitual reactions, they educate Xuan Hua over and over again.

He is a spiritual pet, a beast, he must be loyal to Ninghua and treat her as his master.

For the first time, he knew how far a person can do without treating you as a person. Countless torture tools he had never seen before, cages that made it almost impossible for him to straighten up.

A month later, he finally gave in. When Ninghua came to pick him up, the valley owner of Bai Zegu gave the collar to Ninghua. Ninghua held the other end of his collar and looked at him who was silent. After a long time, he suddenly said, "Xuanhua, you laugh. Smile."

He wanted to laugh. However, he couldn't laugh anymore.

This is an action that cannot be done no matter what, and he has not been able to learn it after playing many times.

Ninghua didn't speak, she led him back to Tianjian Sect.

The battle between the monsters began, and Ninghua took him to the battlefield.

But he is no longer a dragon, he is just an ordinary monk. After losing Xuanhua's sublimation, he is only one of the high-level monks.

He killed the demon cultivator suddenly, listened to Ninghua's words, and skillfully went down their inner alchemy. Every time he did these things, he felt as if he had sealed himself in an extraordinarily distant world, where he couldn't hear anything, and couldn't do anything. The person outside is not him, he lives in his own world.

After he got down, Ning Hua began to like to be near him. Whatever she does, she always likes to take him by her side. And he has always been very quiet. He will go wherever she takes him, and he will do whatever she asks him to do.

She seemed to be very satisfied with his state. On the day when the war between human and demon ended, the cultivators held a grand banquet, and Ninghua was the guest of honor. Everyone praised her and called her Sword Saint. Although she knew it was a false name, she was also happy.

After drinking more that day, she took him to the peak, sitting alone on the peak, overlooking the surrounding scenery.

The bright moon hangs high, and the moonlight is like water. She spoke in a low voice of her pride.

She wants to build the Heavenly Sword Sect into the largest sect of self-cultivation;

She wants to ascend;

She wants to become a golden immortal and live forever...

As she spoke, she turned her head, her eyes soft as water.

She said, "Xuanhua, let me make up a grasshopper for you."

He looked at her quietly and frowned: "What do you do with grasshoppers?"

Sublimation's expression froze there, for a long time, for a long time, she did not return to her senses.

She went back alone that night and sat in the courtyard for the night without speaking.

A hundred years later, everyone knew that the Heavenly Sword Sect had an elder Xuanhua.

At that time, Tianjian Sect was still a small sect, not very famous, and Xuanhua was only in the Nascent Soul stage, so he didn't attract anyone's attention. What everyone pays attention to is nothing more than that he has never seen one person and obeyed another person so much.

However, Xuanhua is like this to Ninghua.

But Ninghua never seemed to be happy about it, she began to like to recall the past, but when she mentioned the past, Xuanhua's expression was always light, as if everything had never happened.

One day, Ninghua went to attend the double-cultivation ceremony of her friend Guanglan. After listening to the sentence in the hall, "Blessings and good fortune depend on each other in this life," Ninghua turned to look at Xuanhua, smiled, and said gently, "Look, we Is that the case? Why don't we go back and hold a double cultivation ceremony?"

"Yes." Xuan Hua responded to her, as if completing a task.

After returning, Ninghua held a double cultivation ceremony with him. On the night of their marriage, Xuanhua looked at the red, and felt that the scarlet was dazzling. He drank a lot in the yard, and he couldn't say that he wanted to disgust anyone. When he walked into the room full of the smell of alcohol, he knelt in front of Ninghua and said flatly, "Master, I will serve you."

Sublimation under the hijab did not speak.

After a long time, she said indifferently, "Get out."

"You said." Looking at Ninghua's appearance, the system was a little puzzled: "Does Ninghua like Xuanhua or not?"

"I like it, obviously," Su Qingyi slapped the sunflower seeds: "It's just that her liking is too selfish. If it doesn't touch on her avenues, her power, her majesty, and other things she cares about, she likes him. But if it is offended, then Xuanhua is nothing but a spirit beast of hers."

"So, it's just liking," Su Qingyi's eyes became cold, and the action of throwing melon seeds became a bit fierce: "If you like a cat and a dog, why not like it? Go back and don't let me meet her, see her cut once. her once!"

System: "Support +1"

"System," Su Qingyi was a little bored: "How many years will it take for Lingtan to appear?"

"I don't know..." The system was also at a loss: "I'm not Xuanhua."

Su Qingyi was also speechless. Can only wait quietly, shuttle through Xuanhua's day-to-day memories.

Ten years later, a comet pierced through the night sky of the cultivation world and fell from the sky, shaking the entire cultivation world!

A dragon roar roared out of Xuan Hua's body, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

Lingtan is here!