Qiu Wanluo appeared in his original form (a tree) and resisted heavy injuries, causing damage to his root system and making it difficult to recover. Hua Weilan tried his best to take him away. After Ningning was cut off, he was in danger of being plotted by heaven. Ningning spent all his energy to rescue Qiu Wanluo. It had no effect. They were planted in Wuxia Peak. Hua Weilan took care of her without sleep and provided fairy soil. Everyone in Wuxia Peak wanted to fight side by side with Ning Ning. She politely persuaded her.
"No matter how many lives you reincarnate, you will still be the same."
Blood dyed Ning Ning's auricles red, and the stinging eardrums affected her hearing. Except for the angry sounds that reached directly to her consciousness, she could not hear any other sounds.
"What do you mean?"
"I'll help you relive the past and show you how despicable all things are."
Colorful black enveloped the formation. He couldn't see through the darkness, and he didn't know Ning Ning's condition. Shaojiu got angry and the corners of his mouth were blistered, and he grinned in pain.
After being unable to find a way to solve the problem for a long time, Shaojiu was about to go into battle in person, but Ji Meng mercilessly pushed back. She glared at him angrily: "Please, don't you see that we are too busy? Forget it if you don't help, don't make trouble, okay ?"
Ning Ning was no longer in front of her, and the gentle Shaojiu no longer existed. The dark light was raging, and Ji Meng shuddered with her sinister gaze. She silently retreated behind Wu Jian, craning her neck and said: "Oh, my dear, I have never seen you look like this. The inconsistent face is a waste of your talent."
Shaojiu looked down upon sarcastic words, but Ning Ning, his counterpart, could not be blasphemed.
A wisp of coquettish green flame appeared in Shaojiu's palm, and he narrowed his eyes sadly, as if he was about to scorch Ji Meng.
It made Ji Meng's hair stand on end. With the idea of not losing the battle, she liked to play with the fire. After a while, she was having a great time doing the fire, and Wuhuan was helpless in "wiping her butt".
Wuhuan squeezed into the tense "battlefield" and acted as a peacemaker: "Okay, let's each take a step back. Isn't the most important thing now to save Ningning? It won't help if you fight here. You might as well use this energy to Find a way."
After grasping the weakness of the two people and seeing that they were dead, Wujiang applauded his witty self. As expected of him, he was really good!
The two broke up immediately and launched into the rescue operation of Ning Ning.
Ning Ning seemed to have gone through a long journey, tired and uncomfortable. The next second, the gauze covering her eyes was lifted, and she opened her eyes wide with energy.
In the prehistoric era, rich and magnificent landforms could be seen everywhere. They were gifts from heaven and earth, and also sent their most sincere blessings.
A wisp of green smoke traveled around the world, and when she came to the barren hills, she saw the male god who was covered in bruises and still struggling to survive. She transformed into a light body, walked to him barefoot, turned over the catkins, and held a dead branch in her hand. , poked his head, and asked in a low voice: "Who are you? Why are you injured like this?"
The disheveled protoss man had no strength to answer. His dirty hands with dirt hidden between his fingers plucked at the soil and struggled to move forward.
Seeing that the man from the God Clan ignored him, she persisted and said, "Why are you ignoring me? I don't have any ill intentions, I'm just curious."
"Curious?" A hoarse and gloomy voice sounded, and the black eyes full of hatred stared at her with hatred, and said faintly: "How can you know the difficulties of others without having suffered them? Your pursuit will only make me more embarrassed. .”
"Why?"
Seeing that he was like a clam shell, she pouted in surprise, raised her cattails slightly, and the warm divine power of chaos wrapped around his body, repairing him in tatters.
In a moment, he stood up tremblingly, looking at his hands and feet that had returned to their original state...even better than before. He excitedly waved his powerful arms. The hurricane blew past, and a hill disappeared before his eyes, leaving only ashes.
"How about it, am I awesome?"
"Awesome." A coquettish light flashed across his eyes, his petal-like mouth slightly raised, and he whispered: "My name is Fei Ling, what is your name?"
"I don't have a name."
"Then I call you Ning, okay?"
"Ning?" She frowned slightly and expressed her doubts: "What does it mean?"
"Blooming, long-lasting meaning, I hope you and I can see each other for a long time." Fei Ling smiled brightly, and even his embarrassment could not block his beauty. Ning was stunned, pointed to the pear dimple at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "There is a small nest Damn, I don’t have one.”
As time went by, Fei Ling became convinced that Ning was the way of heaven and treated her more and more respectfully. However, Ning, who had been lonely for a long time, left sadly because of his intentional alienation.
The day they saw each other again became the day they said goodbye forever.
"Fei Ling, I want to be with him forever, can you take on my responsibilities?" Ning is like a blooming flower cluster, beautiful without knowing it.
Fei Ling: "Ning, don't believe in the gods. His false love will make you lose your original self. Believe me, don't see him again, and don't get involved in world affairs anymore, for fear of causing disaster."
Ning: "Fei Ling, it was me who intervened in world affairs and saved your life. Why do you have to make unreasonable demands? I have made up my mind. I feel sorry for you. That duty is lonely and difficult. Please forgive me for going my own way."
As soon as the scene changed, Ning was covered in blood, lying in Fei Ling's arms, closing his eyes reluctantly, and dissipated into a wisp of smoke.
"Ning, I told you not to trust the gods." Fei Ling clenched his fists and waved his hands violently. His fragmented limbs were turned into ashes and disappeared when the wind blew them.
"What, do you regret it?" A familiar voice appeared in Ning Ning's ears like a ghost. She was agitated, moved a few steps back in a hurry, and laughed dryly: "You always say, I am Ning, I am Ning Ning. initial……"
The word "Tiandao" was as hot as a word, and Ning Ning couldn't say it for a long time. Then... Fei Ling cut off the possibility of her denying it, and the vague voice gradually became clear, "Of course, you died because of a man from the God Clan, I have been searching for a long time before I found out that you were reincarnated in the bloodline of the God Clan. Otherwise, how could the God Clan exist today? Ning, don’t be fooled by the world anymore, remember the lesson..."
"Are you old, Aimuning?"
The sudden question was beyond Fei Ling's understanding. He thought for a moment and shook his head firmly: "No."
Ning Ning realized it, she seems to be a fan of life!
"Fei Ling, look! The world has changed. You and I are no longer the same people as before. We can just maintain the order of heaven without intending to do anything. We don't need to kill them all, right?"
"Your memory is incomplete." Fei Ling said firmly.
Ning Ning scratched the tip of her nose and said with a smile: "What, it's not comprehensive but..."
"It's you who wants me to destroy the Three Realms and Six Paths." Fei Ling's half-hearted smile seemed to be mocking Ning Ning.
Ningning was shocked.
What does it mean that she wants to destroy the Three Realms and Six Paths?
Things that don’t exist cannot be created out of nothing.
Ning Ning was so frightened that she hiccupped and said intermittently: "Fei Ling, don't talk nonsense, I... never said that."
"Oh!" Fei Ling shrugged and said with a bad smile: "So you have some impression! Tsk, I can't pass the blame."
