"Chong Huan..." Ning Xia said as calmly as possible, with a bit of disbelief in her tone of voice, so that the ending tone was a little shaky.
"Mr. Xia, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?" the man standing at the edge of the collapse asked, as if he was afraid of scaring her again.
Ning Xia remained silent for a long time and finally said with a dry throat: "It's nothing, I... just seemed to have had a nightmare."
"Nightmare?"
"Yes, I dreamed of some very scary things. I probably... will still dream about it." Ning Xia sighed and scratched her hair, and then reluctantly put down her arms after realizing that she was no longer the chicken coop head she used to be. Hairpins and buns are very troublesome...
"Don't be afraid, Mr. Xia, I'm here." Chong Huan sat on the edge of the cave, put his arm on her shoulder, and handed her a glass of water.
Ning Xia was silent for a moment, then took it, groped the side of the cup with her fingers, and did not drink it immediately.
The two of them were leaning side by side, one meditating and the other sitting sideways. They looked very close, as close as they had ever felt before.
"I'm tired and want to sleep." After another moment of silence, Ningxia said again.
The other party conveniently covered the curtain in the inner room, stood up and left the inner room completely, leaving the space to Ning Xia alone.
Ning Xia sat cross-legged on the couch and was in a daze for a while. She waved her hand to turn off the lights in the inner room, and finally lay down to sleep with peace of mind.
She was really tired.
When I woke up the next day, I packed up and went outside. Sure enough, I saw Zhong Huan waiting outside. It was like they had never been apart.
Ningxia didn't ask anything in a hurry, nor was she as excited as she imagined.
Just like in the past on Fuyun Island, she wandered around with Zhong Huan, going to teahouses and various shops to gain experience. We will also discuss cultivation and chat together, just like before.
And Zhong Huan let her go, followed her, and relived the past.
It's just that this time there is no Xie Shi, no people from outside the country, and no greedy trump card. No one discussed the sword slaves, and no one talked about the outsiders.
In everyone's eyes, Fuyun Island is the entire world, nothing else. They are born here, live on this land, and will die here.
Fuyun Island has not experienced the slightest storm in so many years. People who live here have a peaceful life.
And Zhong Huan is just one person here. There is no holy vein, nor can it be transformed into a sword.
It's so nice here. Not good.
After living peacefully for several days, Ningxia figured out the current situation and had a clear idea.
But she didn't take action immediately.
In the next few days, she took Zhong Huan all over Lianwu City. She ate delicious food and played interesting things in every famous store. She bought a lot of new clothes and accessories, as if to make up for each other's Same regret.
Chong Huan seemed very happy and accepted them all without being polite to her at all.
The two of them had a lot of fun in Lianwu City. Without the trouble of the Holy Pulse, no urgency to leave the secret realm, and no desire to practice, Ningxia almost went crazy. So is Chonghuan.
"Chong Huan." The people in the outer hall responded. Ning Xia sat at the table, fiddled with the long object on the table, lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.
"Master Xia, is there anything wrong with calling me?"
"Yeah." Ning Xia pushed the sword on the table. If you look carefully, you will see that it looks exactly like Zhong Huan's body. It was discovered by Ningxia in an ordinary craftsman's shop.
"Is this...?" Zhong Huan glanced at the long sword on the table but made no move.
"This sword is given to you." Ning Xia raised her hand and pushed the thing forward, insisting.
"I don't want it. I don't need a sword." Chong Huan's voice turned cold and hard.
"You'll need it."
Zhong Huan's face then became ugly, and upon closer inspection, he looked a little ferocious: "I know, you want to leave, don't you?"
Ningxia did not answer his question.
"Isn't it good to stay here? There is no struggle, no worries, and no need to practice hard. I will always be by your side."
"Why are you still going out?" He leaned very close, and his ferocious face almost touched hers through the desk.
Ningxia took a deep breath and was not scared. Or maybe she was convincing herself not to care. After experiencing the two previous illusions, didn't she still understand the characteristics of these situations?
Used to it. Used to it……
"As long as you stay here, anything is fine. I will always be by your side. Don't you want to see me?"
"You know. Only here can I live. Don't you want me to live?"
Ning Xia's heart was suddenly stabbed. It wasn't that she was shaken, but it still left traces on her fragile heart.
yes. He's already dead, isn't he?
Death means the end of everything. No matter how much the living miss or grieve, it is just one person's love and hate, and the dead will never know.
What's the point of her doing this?
Ningxia felt unprecedentedly tired, very tired, very tired. Suddenly I didn't want to talk about anything, and I didn't want to get entangled anymore.
"Kill me." Ning Xia murmured.
"Use that sword, the sword I gave you, to kill me. Then I can stay here forever, with you." She said.
Seeing Zhong Huan's frightened and helpless expression, which turned into a crazy and cruel expression, Ning Xia closed her eyes with a clear sword cry.
This... is not considered a lie.
Again.
Ningxia found that she had changed places again. She was still tired.
After being killed three times, the pain was still real, and the tricks were different each time. Ningxia wanted to really die.
But the problem is that escaping obviously cannot end this strange fantasy. No matter how many more come next, she has to die in order to have the possibility of being completely out of trouble.
So what is it this time? I'm afraid there aren't many left, right? After all, Ningxia doesn’t have much experience. It seems that they are almost finished in chronological order?
Could it be that boy Xie Shi who wanted to kill her next? Please don't, we will meet again in the future.
When she opened her eyes, the wall made of dirt caught her attention. It looked very familiar, and it wasn't too long ago. It was something she was very familiar with in recent years.
Good, she knows where this is.
The Ning family in Daniu Village.
Ning Xia looked around and found that the layout in the house was a bit unfamiliar, slightly different from her memory. But Ningxia is still sure that this is her home in Daniu Village.
The room was dark, but the light coming from the cracks showed that it was broad daylight outside.
Should we use scenes from her childhood as a test? Ningxia guessed.
Suddenly, a person walked in at the door, and Ningxia was startled. A strange and familiar person walked in.
"Brother——" Ning Xia cried out.
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Used to it. Used to it……
"As long as you stay here, anything is fine. I will always be by your side. Don't you want to see me?"
