Ningxia paused. what happened again? There will be no sudden change of mind.
She didn't look at the other person's face as if he was being fake. And even if the other party intends to possess this sword, there is no need to say the previous words, otherwise it would not be clever and funny, right?
But, this "wait"...wait for what?
Ning Xia's thumb twitched, and she finally retracted her outstretched hand. She blinked and watched the other party's movements.
Mrs. Hongji calmly took back the sword she was about to hand out, put it back on her lap, and injected spiritual power into the sword again.
"Since you are here, you can be considered a destined person. He is no longer here, so I will repay this cause and effect on his behalf, and the fate between you will be fulfilled."
Regarding the person Mrs. Hongji said, Ning Xia had mixed emotions.
Even though there were still some doubts, Ningxia could roughly guess that the "him" the other party was referring to was probably Zhong Huan. After all, Zhong Huan should be the only person who could possibly get Ning Xia involved in a relationship with this powerful man.
As for why Mrs. Hongji said that Chonghuan is not called "Chonghuan"? Ningxia will probably never know.
Her friend really hid a lot of things from her, and even until his death, he was unwilling to tell her the slightest bit of the truth.
This is a sad thing. However, for some reason, Ningxia didn't feel that the other party's deception was malicious towards her. On the contrary, she felt that Zhong Huan's concealment was just to bear his fate alone and not to involve her in this big storm.
But--
Chong Xiaohuan, do you really think that hiding... is good for her?
Now she's not okay at all, really.
Because the truth that Ningxia can know may be only this name and this empty shell.
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"...Chong Huan. My name is Chong Huan..."
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"...This is my sword, Chonghuan..."
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Ningxia sighed in her heart, her eyes fell on the sword that made her feel complicated, and she watched with a complicated expression as it slowly rose up under the influence of spiritual power.
After the previous purification, this time Mrs. Hong Ji injects spiritual power into it, and the sword will emit a green-gold aura similar to the one before, making it look full of aura and more pure.
The sword blade that originally looked a little dull seemed to be emitting a strange luster now. The dull feeling that had been there not long ago completely disappeared. The long sword looked pleated and shining in the dazzling spiritual light, as if it was injected with spirituality again at this moment.
Ningxia, who had been paying attention to the changes in the situation, was shocked.
The night that Zhong Huan left, Ning Xia already knew that the sword had lost its unique soul, and there was really only an empty shell left.
Without the maintenance of that special soul, this sword is just an ordinary sword, a sword called "Chonghuan".
Ningxia once thought that the spirituality and vitality that once shone on it, like its soul, could never be reproduced again...
Today, in the hands of Mrs. Hong Ji, this sword is full of vitality that is not inferior to that of before, as if Zhonghuan was still there. The agility in the sword is almost overflowing.
For a moment, Ningxia thought... Chong Huan was back. However, the situation in the soul was still calm, there was no ripples, and no trace of that person could be found.
The sharp-edged sword shone brightly under the influence of continuous spiritual power, and slowly floated up, rising higher and higher, its folds glowing in mid-air.
The originally thin layer of spiritual power gradually thickened as time went by, and was wrapped layer by layer around the long sword. The sword body glowing with green light could be vaguely seen disappearing inside, and only a rich spiritual power could be seen. Force group.
Then, the shape of the spiritual power group changed, and the hazy and shapeless spiritual power began to twist into bundles, twisting around the sword body like twists, wrapping around it, revealing the shape of the sword.
Until the long sword was tightly wrapped by the surrounding spiritual energy beam, the entire sword suddenly emitted a dazzling light, forcing Ningxia to close her eyes at that moment.
When she opened her eyes again, she found that the exposed sword had been sheathed. It looks simple and grand, and the hollow patterns give this sword a strange rhythm, making the whole sword look strangely harmonious.
The appearance looks no different from the past, exactly the same as before. Only the color of the scabbard has changed. The previously faintly black scabbard has turned into the light cyan color it is now.
I don’t know what the material of this scabbard is? It's neither gold, nor jade, nor copper, nor a sword. The outer layer has a strange luster. The sheath wall looks a bit thin, and I don't know what it will feel like when I hold it.
After the scabbard came out of the womb, the spiritual energy wrapped around it disappeared in an instant, leaving only a clean sword suspended in mid-air. She couldn't see clearly from the beginning to the end where the scabbard came from.
Ning Xia took the sword handed over by Hong Ji with some unreality.
As soon as I started, a feeling of blood connection emerged from my heart. It was a closer connection than refining.
This incomparable feeling told her that only she could control this sword. This is a sword that belongs entirely to her and no one can take it away.
Ning Xia looked at the other party in disbelief, with confusion in her eyes. She didn't realize it herself, but before she knew it, she was no longer so afraid of this powerful island owner, but instead felt an unconscious closeness to him.
How did this person do it? Even when Zhong Huan was still there, she couldn't control the main body of Zhong Huan like this.
And...how did she know the original style of the scabbard? Is the other party really so aware of her relationship with Ningxia?
Seeing Ning Xia couldn't help but touch the sword, Mrs. Hong Ji seemed to have a smile on her face.
"This is what he insisted on leaving to you. This is probably his only willfulness. So... I will go along with it and fulfill his wish."
"Just accept this sword. Use it well and don't let him down. But your fate with him only ends here. From now on, there will be no more fate. "
What fate is there between life and death?
Caressing this familiar yet unfamiliar sword, Ning Xia felt a chill in her heart.
She has feelings. This time it's really going to break.
From now on, Chong Huan can only be Chong Huan Sword.
There is no more duplication in the world.
Holding the cold sword in his hands, the living room was filled with dead silence, and it took a long time before he heard a sound...
"good."
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Watching the child leave, Mrs. Hong Ji looked deeply.
"Are you so reluctant to let go of this child? What a pity..." But she is not your destined master.
"Come on, I'll give you a chance."
But how long can you keep her company with your soul-splitting projection? You will never see her again. Even so, do you want to see it with your own eyes?
Ningxia walked out of the reception room slowly, looking a little confused.
A soft wind brushed across her cheek. Ning Xia was stunned for a moment, came back to her senses, and smiled at the slightly worried Lang Wu.
