Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 1779 Floating Life
In fact, that was the only way she could handle it.That was also the last thing Chong Huan taught her before leaving, it was a light and shadow hidden in the deepest part of her heart.

Ashamed to say, her talent in kendo is really mediocre, this is a fact that no effort or belief can change.

But Ning Xia thought, the other party probably already expected her mediocrity, so he left this style for her.This is a killing move, and also the final trump card, the hole card that can bring her hope of living in the end.

There is nothing flashy in this pose, and there is not even any unnecessary changes. As long as it is extremely fast and heavy, with the help of special routing and subtle angles, these two extreme characteristics will be brought into play to the limit, and finally a blow will be presented. Killing effect.

Just like Chong Huan, Wu Sheng radiated his strongest brilliance at the most critical moment.

For a while, Ning Xia couldn't figure out what kind of person Chong Huan was.

Chong Huan is a very restrained person, very quiet.This is actually quite normal, and Ningxia has encountered many such people.

Gu Huai was also very quiet, but he was only reticent, and he knew everything he saw and heard.

But Chong Huan's tranquility was not like this, he was not stingy with words, but his heart was dead silent.His tranquility is born in the drifting of rootless duckweed in the water, it is a mirage floating in the wilderness, rootless and sourceless.

Ningxia misses him and pities him, but will never understand him.I don't know what he is thinking, I can't see the wilderness in his heart, and I don't understand the choice he made.He looks like a human, but he can never become a human.

He didn't seem to need others to understand, and with an illusory smile, he quietly left this world.

Up to now, even in Ningxia's memory, it seems to be a little blurred, and I don't know who is blurred.It's only been a few years... Maybe one day, the figure in her memory will really disappear and be hard to find.

Except for this sword, he left nothing behind.

Sometimes when picking up the Chonghuan Sword, Ningxia would occasionally think of him, his past, and his choice.She would also wonder whether the other party regretted it at that moment, whether he hesitated, or missed the freshness and beauty of this world... But she will never know.That person will never be able to tell him the answer himself, and it can only be a guess.

But there is one thing Ningxia knows, even if the other party has never put it into words, he has accurately conveyed the wish in her heart-he wants to be her sword.

He has indeed become her sword, even if it is only a shell.

Ningxia herself also knows what she knows, that's why she didn't choose the spirit sword as her weapon when she first cultivated immortality.

She couldn't bear the "heaviness" of the sword at all.At that time, she couldn't even take on her own destiny, she had no confidence and faith.

Later, she finally grew up a bit. After going through all kinds of things, she sent away one person after another. She seemed to understand something, but she didn't seem to understand anything.

She began to want to change, and worked hard to live in this dangerous place, to live better and longer.She began to understand that everything in life is not just a symbol, and she wants to live more than just living two words.

But these are not enough, she is not clear enough.

Her enlightenment and transformation sprouted at the moment of Chonghuan's death.

That night, the irretrievable life, the blood of the enemy and...the incompetent self, no one knew how much hatred Ning Xia felt at that moment.

hate what?Herself.

Why can everyone hurt her, why can she just live forever, why...she is always lost?Just because she is incompetent.

Being weak is the biggest sin in the world.Everything that happened to her and the people around her is because of this.

It's not that Ningxia doesn't hate, on the contrary, she hates it ruthlessly, and she desperately punishes all the "culprits".So at the beginning, she almost died of that old illness, or... It can be said that she died once, and the ignorant and muddle-headed she who used to be completely stayed in that past.

But in the end she was still alive, reborn in an early morning.

Ningxia has changed, but it seems that it has not changed.

She hid the deceased in her heart, and brought the sword of the deceased with her.

The person who used to say that he couldn't use the sword silently picked up the sword, and then learned to use it as taught by the other party.Even if her talent is mediocre, even if she has no sword heart.

But she had him and his sword, and that was enough.

Check it out, it looks pretty good too.Did you... see it?
Seeing Ningxia's ecstasy, Gu Huai was also silent for a long time, and just quieted down with her.For a moment, there seemed to be only the sound of light breathing in the room.

……

"Is there a name for this trick?" After a long time, when Ning Xia thought that the other party would not speak again, he suddenly asked.

Ning Xia froze for a moment, many lights and shadows flashed in his mind, and a word came to mind.

Its life is like floating, its death is like resting.You were born in this world like a rootless duckweed floating in the world, and in the end, you were in peace as you wished, and you didn't want to leave anything behind.

But as his only concern, she is just a mortal after all, and he still hopes to leave a little trace of her.

"Let's call it Fusheng." Fusheng is a dream, and there will be a time to wake up.

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It took a few hours for Ningxia and Gu Huai, brothers and sisters, to adjust their physical condition to a barely suitable state before leaving the courtyard, intending to check on Tang Meier's situation.

They didn't forget that there was a time bomb on each other's body, and they didn't know how to end it in the end.If it is allowed to flow and spread, it may be their fault.

Alas, it feels like there is no end to bad things, and I don't know when it will be the head.Tang Tan is gone... Ming Mo doesn't know what happened, the three of them are in prison, and there is no good news.

The two of them were well educated, and after roughly exchanging intelligence information, they hurriedly left the main room and went to the side room where Tang Meier was temporarily staying.

It was inevitable that the demon seed in Tang Mei'er's body would have some kind of moth, Ning Xia also covered the outside of the wing room with a layer of restraint before adjusting her breath.

Although this restriction would not be effective if the demons rioted or if there were some strong men coming, but at least it could stop them a little and prevent them from passing through so smoothly.For now, it seems like nothing happened.

As soon as he came out of the courtyard and came to the side room where Tang Meier was staying, Ning Xia immediately checked the restrictions on it carefully, and was relieved when he found that there was no trace of being touched. It seems that there is no major problem for the time being.

Ning Xia removed the restriction on it, and the two walked into the wing with some serious preparations.Because what awaits them next... may be a hard injury.

(End of this chapter)