There was something wrong with my past life

In the eighteen years of her life, Ning Ye had never flown on a plane, let alone a flying sword.

This novel experience is the first time for a big girl to sit in a sedan chair!

However, the novel experience of riding a flying sword to the sky is a bit too scary for normal people. Although Ning Ye's body is now completely out of the scope of normal humans, his heart is still normal.

What's more, Dongfang Qingyue, who was driving the flying sword, was not only extremely fast, but also shot straight into the sky at almost a ninety-degree right angle.

Can you let go of your hands?!

She spoke coldly on top of the flying sword that was flying steadily at extremely fast speeds, four to five hundred meters above the ground.

Sorry, sorry! Ning Ye said softly, but the hand holding the other person's thigh did not let go: Elder Qingyue, do you mind if I repay you a little longer, otherwise I'm afraid I will fall.

When the flying sword soared into the sky, sitting on the sword, his body slid down involuntarily due to inertia, and there was nothing to hold on to.

So, driven by a strong desire to survive, Ning Ye, who was lying on the flying sword, hugged Dongfang Qingyue's thigh in a very inelegant posture like a drowning person grabbing the last life-saving straw. .

The flying sword suddenly stopped, suspended in mid-air.

Dongfang Qingyue turned around and said coldly: If you think your hands are a problem, I can chop them off for you.

In 0.01 seconds, Ning Ye made an immediate decision and retracted his hands at lightning speed.

But the wind is so strong above, and you are flying so fast, I have to find something for me to hold on to, otherwise I will fall down and die. He was full of grievances at this time, and he didn't say anything after being caught. I was just leading the way, but I didn’t expect that my life would be in danger now.

If time came back and he was asked to choose again, he would never take that look more often on the street. It was such a tragedy.

It's okay if you haven't learned the art of wind control, but it's just about resisting strong winds. Don't you even know such a basic Taoist technique?

Ning Ye lowered her head in shame: Sorry, I really don't know how to do this.

Sit tight and I'll help you cast the spell!

Dongfang Qingyue took a deep breath. She was now very doubtful whether there was something wrong with the Qingyue Divine Sword before. How could she favor such a person who was obviously a Taoist idiot?

Suddenly, Ning Ye felt as if an invisible barrier appeared around her body, blocking out the strong wind from high altitude.

Elder Qingyue, I have something I don't know whether to say or not. Ning Ye, who was overlooking the scenery below, suddenly said.

Stop talking, hold it in.

oh.

One minute passed...

Ning Ye spoke again: But if I don't say this, I'm afraid you will blame me.

Then you tell me.

Although the earth is round, if you fly like this, Elder Qingyue, you won't be able to fly to Jiri Temple in less than a year and a half. Well, to put it simply, you are flying in the wrong direction. Here is north.

The flying sword stopped again, and Dongfang Qingyue turned around: Why didn't you say something like this earlier!

I wanted to say it, but elder you didn't let me say it before.

She was immediately speechless, and after a while she said: ...Okay, it's not your fault.

Ning Ye pretended to be aggrieved, but she was so happy in her heart, leaving the dignified sword-wielding elder speechless. How refreshing! Just in time to avenge a strong man who was raped with a sword at his neck!

If he hadn't wanted to complete the task of leading the way early so that he could go home and take care of his daughter early, he wouldn't have pointed it out and let her practice the truth that the earth is round.

By the way, let me ask a question...

Dongfang Qingyue, who was about to change the direction of her sword, turned around again, her voice was much softer than usual: ...Do you know which direction is east?

...

Ning Ye's face was full of black lines. Now he finally understood why she was lost even if she had a map. The dignified sword-wielding elder couldn't even tell the difference between east, west and north. It was really too stupid. I really don't know. How did you manage to survive until now?

He stretched out his finger and pointed in the correct direction of flight.

Flying with a sword is indeed interesting, but after the initial novelty wears off, it becomes boring.

Ning Ye, who was bored, simply started chatting with Dongfang Qingyue.

Elder Qingyue, if we fly in the sky so arrogantly, we really won't be discovered, and will we make headlines the next day?

News headlines, what's that?

Well...it's like causing a sensation.

Don't worry, I've used concealment techniques to cover up my actions. Ordinary people can't see us.

I see!

Ning Ye suddenly realized that no wonder she was dressed so strangely on the street, but the passers-by on the roadside didn't care, as if they couldn't see her at all.

With Feijian's speed, the journey that originally took half a day's drive was reached in more than ten minutes.

Below, a dilapidated temple appeared in view, it was Jiri Temple.

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At the same time, Ning Ye's home.

The sofa in the living room is filled with piles of imported snacks, which were given by the wealthy Chu Ran brother and sister yesterday.

Faced with so many delicious snacks, he usually started to feast on them long ago, but now Xiao Lian has no appetite at all.

Why isn't it dark yet? Dad will be back when it gets dark.

Since Ning Ye left, she moved a small stool and lay motionless in front of the window, looking eagerly at the sunny sky outside, counting on her little fingers, waiting for the night to get dark, and watching for her father to come home.

If Ning Ye hadn't repeatedly warned her not to go out and not go to school to find him before she left, the little Loli would have gone to find him by now.

For the little Lolita, her father is her heaven, her own land, and her own whole world. She wants to be with her father every minute of her life.

For this reunion, she... has been waiting for so long, so long that even her precious memories have been lost.

That's right! Xiao Lian can do some housework before dad comes home. Then he will definitely praise Xiao Lian when dad comes home!

The little Loli, who wanted to be praised by her father, was immediately full of motivation and started cleaning immediately.

She first ran to the bathroom, struggled to carry a large bucket of water, and took a rag, ready to wipe the floor first.

But the little Lolita, who had never done such housework before, was naturally in a hurry, and because of her small body, it took her a full hour and a lot of effort to wipe the bedroom floor clean.

The floor was clean, but the originally clean clothes on the little Loli's body and her rosy little face were covered with stains and dust, making her look like a cute little clay figurine.

She didn't pay any attention to her own changes. She wiped the sweat from her cheeks and looked at the fruits of her labor with satisfaction.

Next, it’s time to clean up the living room!

The little loli mustered up her energy, picked up a broom that was taller than herself, and started working hard!

Suddenly, she was about to dump the garbage into the trash can, but she was stunned, staring blankly at the golden corner of the object inside.

It was a corner of a blood-stained piece of cloth, which was used to wrap up Ning Ye's wound after she was injured yesterday. Later, when I woke up in the middle of the night and found that the injury was healed, I threw it into the trash can. Unexpectedly, the little loli dug it out.

Last night at the western restaurant, Ning Ye spent a lot of effort to comfort her restless daughter.

This is... daddy's blood.

The little Loli murmured in a low voice, as if she had suffered some great stimulation, her eyes were dull and lost focus.

My chest hurt, as if it had been torn apart by some sharp weapon.

In my mind, there seems to be some deep-rooted memory about to emerge.

Xiao Lian clearly said that he would protect his father. He clearly said that...I didn't do it. It's all my fault. It's all my fault...

A mass of black energy visible to the naked eye slowly overflowed from the little Loli's body, condensing and gathering more and more, like a huge black cocoon, swallowing her whole body.

Within the black mist, something awakened.

Bang!

Huge pressure came. First, the glass doors and windows in the living room, and then all the furniture and items in the house were ruthlessly crushed into pieces. Even the hard cement walls had spider web-like cracks.

The place was in a mess, like ruins.

I will protect Dad! Anyone who hurts Dad has no need to live!

In the darkness, a pair of heart-stopping dark gold vertical pupils slowly opened, like a world-destroying monarch, with a bone-deep chill.