The snow had stopped, and she was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, her face wrinkled and sulking.
Ning Yi couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart and became as soft as water. He thought that when he returned to the academy this time, he didn't get along very happily with his master.
Maybe it's because of myself.
"What's wrong."
The wind blew, and the remaining snow on the branches fell on the green hair. Ning Yi gently patted it off, and naturally placed his hand on it, caressing it gently.
Sang Zi wrinkled his nose, relaxed his tight little face, leaned his head on Ning Yi, sighed lowly, and said, "Ning Lang, Master may have some misunderstandings about you."
"Not afraid."
Ning Yi smiled and said, "Since it is a misunderstanding, it will be solved sooner or later. Don't be depressed about small things."
"It's no small matter."
Sang Zi retorted, his eyes playful and insistent.
In her heart, everything related to her was no small matter. Ning Yi was greatly touched and hugged Sang Zi tightly.
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As winter arrives, the air in Chang'an City is filled with a chilling atmosphere.
One is from the bad weather, and the other is from the wolf tribe.
The battle reports coming from the border are worse than the last. Above the court, the wolf clan is aggressive, in the market, the fox clan is causing chaos, and alienated monsters frequently come out to cause chaos.
The rain is coming...
On the second day, Ning Yi hid in Jixia Academy.
Now, most of the students from Jixia Academy have returned, and the border war has resumed, but there is no intention to leave again.
Ning Yi went into the practice room and concentrated on comprehending the Tiangang magical power of "transformation of the fetus into shape".
In a blink of an eye, it was the fifth and sixth days.
That night, the cold wind from the north came suddenly.
The wind seemed to carry the smell of blood coming from the battlefield.
In Chang'an City, businesses closed early, and residents closed their doors and windows. After dinner, they lay in warm quilts, listening to the wind blowing on their doors and windows, and gradually fell asleep.
Life is hard, but times are quiet.
Laurel Fong.
At a certain moment, Meng Biao woke up from his deep sleep.
In my mind, God's command from the dream still echoed.
"Rise up, suffering people, the time for revenge has come. Use your anger to ignite your flesh and blood and purify this dirty world!"
Meng Biao sat up suddenly, his eyes filled with enthusiasm, wisps of dark red light gushing out from his pupils, turning bright red in the blink of an eye.
In the darkness, like a wild beast that chooses people to devour.
He got out of bed, took out a boning knife from under the bed, opened the bedroom door and walked out.
Chuni was woken up in the side room and shouted.
Like a beast that smelled blood, Meng Biao rushed to the wing and screamed several times. The rich smell of blood poured in from the open room and blended into the cold wind...
In Chang'an, the smell of blood is getting stronger.
…………
A wisp of blood soaked into the practice room and penetrated into Ning Yi's body along with his breathing.
Invisible to the naked eye, an illusory blood egg invades the Qin Palace and goes straight to the soul.
A ray of spiritual power swayed from the moon mirage bead and struck the blood egg.
The blood egg shattered, and strong thoughts fell into the mud palace.
"Kill, kill, kill, purify the world..."
Ning Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a hint of madness in the depths of his pupils.
The next moment, the Soul Sword in the palace trembled violently, screaming like thunder, wisps of sword light swept across, and the remaining evil thoughts turned into ashes.
"Fox clan!"
Ning Yi sat up immediately with a surprised look on his face.
Jixia Academy is one of the safest places in Chang'an City, but the Fox Clan is actually able to sneak into it and quietly plot against the Academy students.
Look at the blood eggs. If your guess is correct, they should come from the fox clan's magical power - Dream Planting.
This magical power can implant thoughts into the soul and turn them into part of the memory, silently changing you and controlling you, which is very terrifying.
If Ning Yi's soul had not been protected by treasures, and the soul was already powerful, it would not have sensed the memory plant at all.
After being hit, you will be affected and bewitched by it for a short period of time.
If you cannot get reminders from the surrounding environment, this effect will continue and eventually become irreversible.
"Kill, kill..."
"Haha, you bunch of moths, if I kill you, the Tang Dynasty will be saved."
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There was a faint noise coming from outside.
Ning Yi's expression changed drastically, he kneaded the secrets and formed the formation, and the noise came in like a rushing tide.
As soon as you enter your eyes, the fire is soaring into the sky.
The brilliance of various magic weapons is as dazzling as fireworks, the true energy stirs the heaven and earth, the smell of blood is pungent, and a strange blood cloud floats in the sky.
Ning Yi's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead, looking at the scene in front of him as if he was in hell.
Is this... still Chang'an City?
A student from Jixia Academy held his sword upside down and with red eyes, he went straight towards Ning Yi and attacked him.
That ferocious face and hateful eyes were like seeing the person who killed his father.
"die!"
The long sword was like a sword, piercing Ning Yi's chest.
The phantom dissipated, and Ning Yi turned his palm into a knife, slashed the student on the back of the head, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Ning Yi flew up to the roof, and the entire academy was in chaos.
Most of the schools have been attacked, and a few lucky ones have faced dozens of times the siege, and the situation is precarious. Fortunately, there are teachers in the school who are highly skilled in cultivation, and the chaos is quickly suppressed. Several of them are good at cultivating thunder magic.
The teachings are carried out with the sound of the remnant power of thunder from the sky. Wherever the sound passes, the lost students gradually wake up.
Jixia Academy is no longer in trouble.
However, Ning Yi's eyes fell on Chang'an City outside the academy, and on the strange blood cloud covering Chang'an City in the sky.
Bloody thunder flashed from time to time there, and I could vaguely feel several terrifying auras fighting among them.
"Home, hometown."
Ning Yi jumped down and landed in the courtyard.
The donkey was lying on a pile of fainted students, his big eyes shining with excitement as he stared at the blood clouds in the sky.
Seeing Ning Yi running towards him, he snorted regretfully.
"Take me to the maternity hospital."
Ning Yi's eyes were cold and he said in a deep voice.
"go to hell!"
The bag donkey rolled his eyes and stared at Ning Yi with disdain.
Ning Yi was angry and took out the spirit beast ring with his backhand.
If in normal times, he can still tolerate a bag of donkeys, but now the situation is urgent, and this guy dares to act arrogant and does nothing, then what use is it to you.
However, Ning Yi didn't wait for him to take action.
In Jixia Academy, a roar suddenly came out: "How dare you!"
In an instant, a terrifying aura disappeared over Dandao Upper Hospital, and when it appeared, it had already landed over the obstetrics hospital.
The maternity hospital and Jixia Academy are only separated by two roads, so they are very close.
When a great monk in the Nascent Soul Realm goes crazy, his breath can be clearly felt even from hundreds of miles away.
Ning Yi jumped up to the roof and looked up.
A familiar scene reappeared, with delicate and beautiful blood-red flowers filling the sky, a Yellow Spring River flowing through it, and the smell of decay and destruction filling the air.
Dan Chenzi takes action!
That is the manifestation of Tao, the bloody mandala, the underworld...
The terrifying power was more than ten times stronger than that day.
A black shadow appeared in the flowers, and the green shadow of the poisonous snake coiled around him, blocking out the breath of death and reincarnation.
