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Question: What kind of experience was it when I suddenly heard news of my impending death?

Answer: Thank you, you are in the desert and just got off the flying vine.

As a personal experiencer, I just want to reply to this matter: Actually I knew it a long time ago, I didn't expect it, haha!

Ningning was placed in the white space on all sides, silently staring at the strange woman close at hand.

The other party's eyes were condensed from the white mist, and he couldn't see the expression in it. When he heard the unclear sentence about death, only a thought flashed in Ningning's head--

According to the transaction made with the system, she will indeed hang out after the task is completed.

This is the most straightforward idea, but after a little thought, you can realize that things can't be that simple.

Leaving aside the inexplicable young figure in her mind that cannot be explained, the words confided from a woman's mouth alone are enough to make her one head and two big.

"What is it?" Ning Ning concentrated, pressed the heart's involuntary beating, "every time I come here... never forget it?"

The woman was determined to look at her and was silent for a long time, before answering the question with a chuckle: "So that's it, there is something else in your body."

Ning Ning pressed her lips and did not respond, and her brain turned quickly.

Something else? Does it mean the system? How can she see the existence of the system?

"You want to use that thing to survive death, don't you?"

When she smiled, her figure trembled slightly, and the white mist continued to gather and disperse with the movement, still continuing to say: "Failed time and time again, if you are someone else, you might have given up long ago, and only you are still so persistent-- Who are you for? Are you? It doesn't seem to be the same."

"Wait a minute, can we interrupt?"

The amount of information is so great that Ningning can't digest it for a while, so she can only press her temples hard, frowning and asking her: "Sister, can we start from the beginning? Where is this, who are you, failed again and again? What do you mean?"

The atmosphere around the body quietly condensed.

The woman laughed more presumptuously than before, the mist around her was chaotic, and even her facial features were blurred.

"Sister? You actually call my sister—you are not so serious, but you make me a little uncomfortable."

As she spoke again, she condensed and formed, her legs stood on tiptoe, and she lifted her hand straight into the air, condescendingly looking at the little girl in front of her.

"I have been here for too long, too long, and I can't remember many things."

The woman's voice was very low, with a little hesitation in her tone. It seemed that she herself almost forgot the past completely: "I used to be a sword. Back then, the fairy and the devil fought against each other. I followed my master to the desert... and then it was booming. The explosion and blood, when I regained consciousness, I have already appeared here and become what I am now."

This is a sword spirit out of the sword.

If you want to become a conscious sword spirit, that sword must be extraordinary. As for the "master" in her mouth, it should also be a powerful force that once mastered the situation.

Ningning curiously asked, "Do you still remember your name?"

Seeing Bai Wu shaking her head, she had to change the subject and continue to ask her: "Then do you know what exactly is this place?"

"I didn't know, you told me."

She chuckled when she heard the words, and hurriedly whirled in a circle in the air: "You said that my sword spirit was out of the body, and it should have disappeared, but I was protected by a strong spiritual force, and I was fortunate not to die. As for this place, yes. A peerless magical artifact named'Ziweijing', once inside it, it can be isolated from the outside world without interference from external forces."

"I told you?"

Ningning's eyelids twitched.

The multiple thoughts were like a ball of yarn wrapped in layers, no head or tail was found, but a silk thread was slowly pulled out, giving her a vague glimpse of heaven.

Ningning asked, "I have been to this place many times?"

"correct."

Bai Wu looked at her motionlessly: "The first time it seemed to fall here accidentally-after all, you said that this secret realm is under a steep cliff, and you can fall in without paying attention."

When she said this, she tilted her head slightly, seeming to try to remember: "After that, you will come to me occasionally and talk to me--in fact, besides you, there are several people who also fall in here from time to time, but they always It’s like losing my memory, don’t remember seeing me."

Ningning listened carefully, but did not say anything for a long time.

She already had the outline of the whole story in her heart.

According to Bai Wu, the crape myrtle realm is not affected by external forces and is independent of the great world.

That is to say, no matter how vicissitudes of life and devastation outside the magic weapon, even if it is near the end of the world, here will always be an unchanging white.

Then, if the outside world opens up backtracking and reincarnation again and again-

For the sword spirit living here, time must be the same as usual, flowing slowly and irreversibly.

That's why Bai Wu saw her coming again and again, again and again, dying with death.

Therefore, it is clear that the battle between the fairy and the devil has only been decades, but Bai Wu claimed that it was "too long, too long", and completely did not remember what happened.

That's why those who accidentally fall into the secret realm will never remember the existence of Baiwu, and every reunion is like a first encounter.

Because in the outside world that is in constant reincarnation, for them, it is indeed the first time to meet with her.

Ningning thought, what is she herself?

If there is only her memory in each reincarnation... Could it be that she is the cause of time going back again and again?

The back of her head hurt suddenly, Ningning took a deep breath and settled down to sort out her thoughts.

Bai Wu said that she was full of death, and she would die soon.

After a while, she smiled and said that there was something in her body, and perhaps she could escape death through it.

If the "thing" corresponds to the system, can it be considered that in order to avoid death, she used some kind of magic to restart the time over and over again, after countless failures...

Trying to use the "system" to reverse the fate?

But why did she lose her memories? Once memory is lost, wouldn't it be more difficult to reverse your destiny? What is the operating principle of the system?

The most important point is, based on her character, would she really start reincarnation over and over again just to escape the catastrophe?

Ningning thinks not.

Countless reincarnations corresponded to countless deaths. It was too uncomfortable. She was most afraid of pain and couldn't like it.

Even Bai Wu mentioned it accidentally, feeling that she didn't seem to be just for herself.

Then what does she want to stop.

Next in the desert... what irreversible things will happen?

No clue, no way to figure it out.

So far the clues Baiwu can provide.

She didn't know how many years she had been alone in the crape myrtle realm, and she couldn't even remember her past events clearly. Even if it was not easy to recognize Ning Ning's face, she couldn't remember more details.

The top priority now is to get out of this small world as soon as possible and find out what will happen later.

Before leaving the Ziwei realm, Ningning asked her curiously: "Have you never thought of going out to see it for so many years?"

"Get out? Don't."

Bai Wu dangled in the air like a noisy child: "The master must have his intention to protect me here. If I run away randomly, what should he do if he can't find me?"

But the battle between the fairy and the devil has been a long time ago.

That person didn't show up from start to finish, I'm afraid he will never come back.

Ningning was about to speak, but heard a grin from the white mist: "I know what you want to say. You have said the same thing many, many times."

"He must be alive. Even if he doesn't come to look for me, when the master swings that sword, I can get to him in an instant."

"Although I have forgotten many things, I always remember—"

The white mist suddenly dissipated at this moment, and the female voice showed unprecedented reverence, filling the entire lonely and empty little corner: "My master, he is the most remarkable sword fairy in the hundreds of cities in Kyushu, heaven and earth."

*

Tianhe desert.

Lin Xun and He Zhizhou guarded Wen Hemian's side, while the latter whispered the attributes of the demon and the strategy to retreat. The sword light flew in the desert, and the demon corpses were everywhere.

The demons and charms here are all tainted with devilish energy, and their minds are disturbed by the strange fragrance, and they gather in layers.

But fortunately, all monsters have intelligence, and they don’t move like monsters and only know how to kill. Seeing that these two swords are not low in cultivation, many of them have a retreating mind and wandering around not far away. Don't dare to get close.

This is supposed to be a good situation, but Wen Hemian wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, and his gaze swept across the surging loess beneath the sand dunes.

The whirlpool where the three of Ningning and Ningning had fallen was gone.

They all thought that Mo Xiu's goal was Pei Ji, but the long vine did not hesitate to move, making it clear that the prey had been determined a long time ago, and immediately fled after sweeping away Ningning.

But why did you want to take her away? Ningning was just an ordinary little girl, and the only Demon Clan who had come into contact with her since she was a child was probably only Pei Ji.

Wait, Pei Ji.

The young man's fingertips moved slightly, and his heart beat heavily.

He heard Tian Xianzi mentioned that Ningning and Pei Ji have a very close relationship. The latter is withdrawn and rarely interacts with others. If there is someone who cherishes in his heart, the answer must be Ningning.

...Only she can become a threat to Pei Ji.

Wen Hemian felt that things were not so good.

"That group of magic repairs is too unseeded! Don't face us head-on, but dare to use the trick of attracting magic incense!"

As He Zhizhou beat, he kept babbling up and down, "What about Ningning and the others? The whirlpool is gone, where should we go to find them?"

Lin Xun said in a hurry: "Brother He, be careful behind!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before He Zhizhou turned his head to meet him, he saw a familiar figure suddenly greeted him, fisted and punched the attacker Sha Mei far away.

Lin Xun was shocked on the spot by this extremely rough and bold action, staring at the shadow dumbfounded.

Wen Hemian curled her eyebrows without saying a word.

"you--"

He Zhizhou widened his eyes and stared at the visitor, and wiped blood from his face: "Are you following us?!"

The girl standing in front of him was holding a slap-sized round compass, gave birth to a pair of sly cat eyes, smiled and narrowed her eyes, showing no signs of shame at all.

It is Lu Wanxing from Pingchuan Town.

"Can the treasure hunt in the desert be called stalking?"

Lu Wanxing smiled: "This is called a coincidence, a coincidence."

"Yeah! This girl has been sneaking behind you all the time, I don't know what Ann is thinking about!"

There was another voice that had never been heard before, and He Zhizhou turned his head and looked around. He actually saw a group of five big and three thick men under the sand dunes not far away.

The headed middle-aged man held a blood-stained knife in his hand, and his body was covered with blood stains that were scratched and bitten by the monster.

When he spoke, he glanced at Lu Wanxing with disdain, and said loudly: "Her brother has done a crime against a monk, you have to be careful, don't ignore her way."

Lu Wanxing made a face at him.

"These people are sand bandits crossing the desert."

Wen Hemian said in a voice transmission: "Two of you, be careful."

"You don't need to be so defensive."

The leader laughed loudly and said: "Under the surname Qian, I am the third, so I can call me Qian San. We are all natives of Pingchuan. We have seen the tragic situation of the battle between immortals and demons, and respect the monks the most. See you today, There will never be a scandal of infidelity."

This group of sand bandits carrying knives is very angry, and the monks holding swords beside them are full of sword aura, no matter which side is not easy to provoke.

The demon had already thought of retreating, and seeing them suddenly meet at this moment, they immediately disappeared.

He Zhizhou said "Thank you" and turned to look at Lu Wanxing beside him, with a rather helpless tone: "Auntie, what do you want to do with us?"

"I, I am not—"

Lu Wanxing hesitated, broke the jar, scratched his head and said, "I didn't think that since you have a high level of cultivation, the demon will definitely not dare to get close. As long as you follow you, you can find more in the depths of the desert. What a baby..."

This man is really for money, he doesn't even want his life.

He Zhizhou took a hard breath, and heard the sand bandit leader called "Qian San" let out a cold sneer: "Desperately making a fortune, brothers and sisters are worthy of being a family."

Among the deserts, the most demanding gratitude and enmity, as sand bandits, they pay more attention to morality and chivalry.

Whether it was the betrayal of the monks by the townspeople, or the stealing of relics by Lu Wanxing and others, in their opinion, it was an extremely shameful act.

Lu Wanxing seemed to be accustomed to this kind of language for a long time, and turned his head to ignore it.

"They are so malicious towards Miss Lu."

Lin Xun urged his spiritual consciousness and secretly transmitted his voice: "The sins committed by her brother shouldn't be taken by her, right?"

He Zhizhou was also curious: "What was the specific ins and outs of that incident back then?"

"At the beginning, the demons retreated steadily, and the only stronghold was the Great Desert."

Wen Hemian was silent for a moment, and followed his words: "The devilish energy in the desert is much stronger than it is now, and there are deadly traps everywhere. A six-person pathfinder team."

Lin Xun was suddenly startled: "Case Master Dao Ming!"

Among the sword repairs, I am afraid that no one has ever heard of this name.

This man opened the mountain with a sword, and the sword was in the bones. He was a rare genius of swordsmanship in thousands of years, but it was a pity that he fell in the battle of immortals and demons with no bones.

"Moxiu has been thinking of murder, and has laid deadly traps in the desert. It is the'devil god' who has awakened from the devil's domain and set it up as a siege."

Wen Hemian lowered his eyelashes to cover the dark color in his eyes: "Je Ming Li killed the Demon God, but exhausted, he was buried in the Demon God before his death. His sword that can be used to kill all things is also missing, I am afraid it will be destroyed. At once."

Demon gods are immortals or beasts who have fallen into demons. They have extraordinary strength and are rumored to possess the power of extinction. Fortunately, sleeping in the Demon Realm all the year round, there is rarely a time to wake up.

Their existence is also an important reason for the establishment of the dust formation of the two instruments and blocking the two realms of humans and demons.

"its not right."

He Zhizhou scratched his head: "If all the monks were buried in Shahai, how did the news of the townspeople's rebellion come out?"

"Among the sixteen people that year, only one Fu Xiu named'Liu Xiuyuan' survived."

Wen Hemian narrowed his eyebrows: "It's a pity that he was also seriously injured and died of serious illness at home a few days later."

So they are still dead.

Lin Xun felt uncomfortable when he heard it, and when he glanced at it, he realized that Lu Wanxing had no idea when he had arrived by his side.

She looked very curious, and raised her chin at him with a chuckle: "Why are you all motionless? Isn't it-the sound transmission of the fairy monk in the legend is secret?"

Lin Xunxun became an eggplant and replied in a low voice "Yes."

Wen Hemian didn't change his face, and slowly asked her: "The girl just used it, but is it a technique for training?"

Lu Wanxing finally showed a shy look, touching his nose and nodding.

He Zhizhou didn't understand: "You are a good girl, what kind of physical training do you learn?"

"If you don't learn physical training, will you buy me a sword, a piano, and a charm?"

Lu Wanxing glanced at him: "I didn't have any money in the first place, and I didn't have a way to cultivate in the second place. What do you learn in the desert?"

"No money?"

He Zhizhou scanned her from top to bottom, his tone even more incredulous: "Only the sword you showed us can protect you for three lives, three lives, ten miles of gold, and you still say you have no money?"

Lu Wanxing twitched his mouth, and just about to refute, he heard a scream from the horizon, and the black mist that finally dissipated condensed again, blurring his vision.

"Look, there are people on the sand dunes!"

A sand bandit shouted in amazement: "That, that is—"

He Zhizhou went to look for fame, and saw two slender shadows in the swift sandstorm.

One of them covered his face with a black cloth and couldn't see what he looked like, while the other...

The cat's pupils are dark and white, although he has never seen a face, but it is inexplicably familiar.

He felt the little girl trembling violently beside him.

"That is……"

Lu Wanxing stared at the people on the sand dunes, his entire voice trembling, his lips were pale and bloody: "That's my brother."

She was a dead brother many years ago.

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