The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

"secret."

Jing Yan did not answer her, but instead began to prepare his sword moves. They had already escaped from the snowy mountains and no longer had to worry about the taboo of flying with a sword.

Suddenly, the long sword carrying Mu Yunning turned into a rainbow and flew rapidly into the sky.

"Do you think you can get away?"

The Qingming Sword looked at the sword shadow flying away rapidly and was not in a hurry to chase it.

It had let its prey go for so long only because it had the sword heart to refine. If it wanted to hunt down its prey, it would be easy.

"It's really interesting."

The Qingming Sword said, as if it was just playing a game of cat and mouse.

As he said this, he was about to take a step forward and chase in the direction of the sword light.

However, at this moment, a figure blocked its way out.

Jingyan held the sword, looked at it, and spoke slowly.

"Your enemy is me."

There is a huge gap in strength between Yuanying and Hedao, but Jing Yan made the same decision as Mu Yunning, which is like a gnat trying to stop a tree or a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Qiu Shui's traitor may not be much worse than the Saint of Qinglan Sword Sect.

......

......

The long sword pierces the rainbow among the clouds.

The direction it was flying towards was the depths of the forest in the distance.

That was the mysterious forbidden area that Jing Yan discovered when he was hunting ferocious beasts. Even the ferocious beasts in the spirit transformation realm did not dare to approach it easily.

Therefore, that strange forbidden place became the only way to survive at this moment, and it was also the place where Jing Yan wanted to send Mu Yunning.

Mu Yunning sat cross-legged on the flying sword. She left her Qinglan Sword to Jing Yan, so what she was riding on now was Jing Yan's sword.

The girl held the small box tightly in her hand, and veins in her hands were so tense that they showed.

A feeling of uneasiness suddenly arose in her heart. Mu Yunning felt a little regretful. She actually let Jing Yan restrain the Qingming Sword alone. What was she thinking at the time? Why didn't she refuse such an outrageous thing?

It would be enough if she was the only one injured.

Mu Yunning’s thoughts became deeper and deeper, but now she was just an ordinary person and had no way to control Jing Yan’s flying sword.

So, she could only close her eyes, and the Qigong practitioner who did not believe in gods began to pray silently.

She prayed for peace.

After praying for a long time, Mu Yunning opened her eyes and looked at the small wooden box.

That was what Jing Yan stuffed into her hands before he left.

Jing Yan told her that she should wait until it was safe to open it, but Mu Yunning was dizzy at the moment and had no time to think about whether it was safe or not.

She was just a little worried, and worry made her confused, so for some reason, she opened the small box on the flying sword.

Lying in the small box is a crystal clear jade pendant, of pure white quality.

The red thread was passed through the jade pendant and tied into a beautiful knot.

Next to it, Jing Yan carved a row of small words on the wooden box.

"You never thought that I didn't throw it away. I kept it carefully."

That was the jade pendant left to Mu Yunning by her mother, and it was the token of love that was tricked away by Jing Yan when Mu Yunning was twelve years old.

Mu Yunning couldn't help but shrink her beautiful eyes. She recalled in her mind what happened on the Zhongzhou arena. She put it somewhere as Jing Yan said and it disappeared without a trace.

In fact, he has kept it well.

How ashamed and angry she was at that time, and how helpless she is now.

It was the first time that the girl cried for someone else - she opened her eyes, staring blankly ahead, tears rolling down uncontrollably.

She felt as if she had lost something particularly precious.

"Fool......"

She murmured softly, and it was unclear whether she was talking about herself or the scriptures.

Then, she gritted her teeth and placed her fair and tender palm on the flying sword.

Large wounds were torn by the sword edge, and blood spurted out like a fountain, but Mu Yunning did not let go. Instead, she twisted the flying sword with great effort.

She had no skills, so this was the only way she could use to make the flying sword turn around.

Instead of hiding, it is better to face it with Jingyan. At least this way she will feel much better.

She succeeded.

She successfully turned the flying sword.

But this became the thing that Mu Yunning regretted the most.

With the speed of her flying sword, she could easily hide in the forbidden area and avoid being hunted by the Qingming Sword.

However, just as she turned the sword, she saw the Qingming Sword coming towards her.

And the scriptures covered in blood.

In just a moment, endless sword energy surged towards her like a landslide or tsunami, unstoppable.

At this moment, a blood-stained young man appeared in front of her and used his body to block the unstoppable sword intent.

Jing Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, smiled bitterly and said to Mu Yunning:

"You idiot, why did you come back..."

As he said this, he could no longer hold on, closed his eyes, and fell vertically downwards.

Mu Yunning stared at the scene in a daze, and her heart suddenly felt like it was being stabbed by needles, so painful that she couldn't breathe.

Endless regret and self-blame eroded her...

59. Questioning the Heart (I)

Not all bad things in the world are done by bad people.

On the contrary, some of them were well-intentioned but ended up causing disaster.

Mu Yunning's eyes were trembling violently, and his palms, which were covered with sword marks, were bleeding profusely due to his excitement.

At this moment, her mind was blank and she could no longer think.

Why don’t you listen to the words of the scriptures?

Why can't she do anything and instead make things worse?

Why didn't she die on that snowy night?

It was she who implicated Jing Yan.

Mixed and disordered thoughts exploded wildly in her mind. Mu Yunning was suspended in the sky thousands of feet high, floating clouds covered the ground, and Jing Yan's body slowly floated down like a kite with a broken string.

She gave up thinking.

Without any hesitation, she jumped off the flying sword without hesitation despite having no previous skills.

The sound of breaking wind came to her ears, and the air was like countless sharp swords, constantly piercing Mu Yunning's skin.

But she didn't care.

There were only falling words in her eyes.

hurry up.

Faster.

She stretched out her hand with all her strength, her scarlet fingertips desperately stretching forward, trying to hold the boy's falling body.

It would be nice if I could hold his hand.

Mu Yunning gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, straightened her body, and accelerated her descent.

suddenly.

Her fingers touched something.

That is the sleeve of the Sutra.

Got you.

The corners of Mu Yunning's mouth slowly curled up, revealing a sincere smile. She grabbed Jing Yan's sleeve tightly and slowly pulled the boy's body closer to herself.

Then she hugged Jing Yan, feeling the familiar and warm embrace, and closed her eyes.

Waiting for the final moment to come.

......

The Qingming Sword looked at Mu Yunning jumping off the flying sword without hesitation and was slightly stunned.

Then, it gets really edgy!

Damn it! This body is the one it has been selecting for a long time. If it falls from such a high height, it will definitely be torn to pieces!

How dare you!

The Qingming Sword reacted and attacked downwards at an extremely fast speed, trying to annihilate Mu Yunning's soul and take over her body before she hit the ground.

It passed through the clouds in a flash.

However, an inexplicable aura locked him firmly, and the fear from his soul made him forget to move for a moment.

It saw that where Mu Yunning fell was a huge ancient lake. Both sides of the lake were covered with endless cherry purple bushes and forests. The lake was as calm as a mirror, and there was not a ripple on the water.

There was a huge shock and fear in the eyes of the Qingming Divine Sword. It had actually followed here without anyone noticing!

This is the tomb of the "Sword Bearer" who lived ten thousand years ago!

The tomb of the owner of the Qingming Sword!

In an instant, the Qingming Sword disappeared. In its current state, it didn't dare to meet its master.

It's not shame, it's not sadness, but it knows exactly what it has become, it has become possessed.

Don’t forget, the Sword Bearer earned his reputation by slaying demons tens of thousands of years ago!

The Qingming Sword was in fear. It did not dare to approach this secret realm, for fear of returning to the cold, dark sword that could only be used as a weapon tens of thousands of years ago.

It decided to stay nearby. As long as Mu Yunning could come out alive, it would be the first to notice it.

To take her life.

......

.......

"Madam boss, madam boss!"

Someone was pushing Mu Yunning's arm.

While staggering, Mu Yunning gradually came to mind and rubbed her drowsy forehead.

She opened her eyes and looked around.

The surroundings were filled with a bustling and noisy scene. The drinkers passing by were talking loudly, discussing the heroes in the martial arts world, debating the current situation, and chatting about everything from the south to the north. It was very lively.

Mu Yunning was standing at the counter of the tavern, looking around blankly.

Where is this place?

Didn't I just fall down holding the Sutra? Why am I here?

Is this the world after death?

Mu Yunning raised her hand and pinched her cheek.

painful.