I heard that Xiandao No.1 was dumped

"Tsk, our Master Nan really has the heart not to catch up with your Master Liuyun?" Bai Ziqi bumped Nan Ming's shoulder.

The undisguised gaze from the top of the cloud was blazing and clear, how could the two already in the Venerable Realm not perceive it, Bai Ziqi teased Nan Ming, with a smirk all over his face.

Nanming Xiesi raised his eyebrows slightly, and a cold smile appeared on Jun's face: "How does the Demon Emperor want me to reminisce about the past?"

Bai Ziqi shrugged nonchalantly, and smiled nonchalantly: "Nothing can cause trouble, and your emotional debtors can express any opinions, but... those old stubborn people in the cultivation world nowadays, they don't care about you, brothers. There are so many opinions."

Nan Ming smiled and said: "Even if the entire cultivation world thinks that I am wrong, so what? I don't want to wait for the game that I can't wait for anymore."

His lips curled slightly, and he smiled slightly.

Love is like a dream, and love dies when the dream wakes up.No matter how long-lasting and strong love is, it cannot withstand such wear and tear.

Once upon a time, he played a game of chess with that person, but before the end of the game, the other chess player had quietly left, and in the end it could only become a game of remnants.

He originally thought that after waiting for a hundred years, this chess should always be able to determine the winner or loser, but before the person arrives, he has already left, and the remnant chess can only be the remnant chess after all.

If you really want to talk about winning or losing, then the loser must be him, regardless of chess or love.

"Wei Yang is Wei Yang, you say you..."

I still remember that day, Nan Ming was playing with the chess pieces in his hands, tapping the chessboard lightly, the smile on his lips was flamboyant, and when he turned his head to look at the person who came, the smile subsided in an instant.

It turned out that it wasn't that cold and tall man.

The smile on his lips was only restrained for a moment, and the seeming loneliness disappeared without a trace.In the eyes of others, he still smiled brightly, and even raised his eyebrows at Ye Qi, who was half kneeling beside him, wearing a light blue wide-sleeved robe: "So it's my little Qi'er, what about him?"

Ye Qi, who was always charming and charming with a smile, lowered her face rarely, and said coldly: "Fairy Liuyun Xianzun has realized something, and has returned to the Haoran Sect for retreat, so I ask my subordinates to come and inform."

"...He has realized something, but has he considered me half a point?" Nan Ming's mood suddenly turned violent, and his subordinates exerted a little force, and the force scattered, and the chess piece made of Bing Xinyu instantly turned into a piece of powder, blowing away with the wind. Gone without a trace.

He stared blankly at the empty chessboard, the smile on his lips froze as if painted on, but he thought casually that the opponent had only been out of seclusion for less than a month this time, and now he is retreating again.

In the end, Nan Ming didn't even let go of the chessboard, and slapped the table hard, and the chessboard, tables and chairs immediately disappeared into nothingness.

Facing the empty Abyss Demon Palace, the smile on his lips gradually faded, and his eyes were filled with bone-piercing coldness.

Shen Guhong... Shen Guhong!

What is this seat in your eyes?

As a living person in this seat, even if it is not as important as your swordsmanship, it is not as important as those breaking pills and breaking formations.

The violence in his chest was burning like a raging fire, and Nan Ming's eyes turned red, and he murmured almost madly and paranoidly: "Sooner or later... sooner or later, I will kill you with a sword! !!!”

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However, this "sooner or later" was finally suppressed by reason and turned into ashes. After all, he did not want to be an enemy of that person, but left with loneliness all over his body.

After waiting for a long time, people are naturally tired, and the world is impermanent, as it should be.

Why should he care so much about being left in the cold for nearly a thousand years? It was a preordained trend that he reconciled with Shen Guhong without hesitation for a hundred years.The problem between him and Shen Guhong has changed from the distinction between good and evil at the beginning to the current habit of disagreement.

Nanming is rarely bitter, so the flash of loneliness in his eyes just now can't help but make Bai Ziqi slightly startled. While worrying about his friends, he can't help feeling deeply. It really is no different to play with emotions. to slow suicide.

"I didn't expect that you really wanted to reconcile with him. I thought you were playing hard to get, brother." As soon as Bai Ziqi finished speaking, he secretly thought that something was wrong. He was so shocked that he couldn't hold back his words What, I'm afraid it happened to touch the opponent's Nilin.

Unexpectedly, Nan Ming only smiled slightly, with a little more carefree meaning in his smile: "Wishing to be caught, it sounds very interesting, but why must I hang myself on this crooked neck tree like Shen Guhong, there are thousands of beauties in the world Wan, there are not a few people who are knowledgeable and interesting, so why should I be obsessed with him alone."

Bai Ziqi's golden pupils shone brightly, he laughed loudly and said, "Brother is very enlightened, after this incident, I think he will improve his mental state a lot."

Nan Ming listened, but just smiled and shook his head: "It's just that everything in the world has its end."

It's a pity that he doesn't think he's done, if he really is, he shouldn't care about Bai Ziqi's teasing.

"However..." Bai Ziqi paused, and said, "If you are a beauty, brother, you are a well-deserved beauty in the eyes of others."

Nan Ming's face turned dark for a moment, and he seemed to be sharpening his sword.

However, the earth shook for a moment, and the golden light shone brightly, and the Xuanwu Mystery Realm was actually opened at this time.

When Bai Ziqi saw it, he hurriedly changed the subject: "Brother, isn't it because of the Xuanwu Secret Realm that we came here today? What are you talking about with such irrelevant nonsense, let's hurry up and enter the Xuanwu Secret Realm."

Nanming snorted coldly, it happened that he didn't want to stay in front of Shen Guhong for a moment, so he simply stopped entangled with Bai Ziqi and walked into the mysterious Xuanwu realm.

But Du Yanran, who was far away on the top of the clouds, touched Shen Guhong's shoulder: "What kind of broken chess? Could it be that you don't even want to finish a game of chess with others."

Shen Guhong remained silent, frowning tightly, and after a long time, he sighed and asked: "Do you still remember the turmoil in Pingyang more than 500 years ago, before that I was supposed to accompany him to finish the game of chess, but After all, I failed to keep the promise.” At that time, in order not to worry Nan Ming, he lied about ‘Fang Youwu’ and went to calm down, but now it seems that what he did was really for him for the other party. okay?This is another kind of harm.

Du Yan nodded knowingly. He was deeply impressed by the turmoil, because the No. 1 Immortal Liuyun Immortal Venerable was injured in that turmoil.

Du Yanran asked somewhat differently: "Could it be that you didn't tell Venerable Nan about this matter?"

Shen Guhong nodded.

Du Yanran sighed, and shook her head: "Tsk, with your inexpressive temperament, it's no wonder that Venerable Nan wants to make peace with you, I've thought about it."

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The Xuanwu Secret Realm is worthy of being one of the most elusive secret realms in the cultivation world. As soon as Nan Ming entered this secret realm, he felt the mystery. Shan, when she was able to see the surrounding scenery clearly, she unexpectedly turned into a boudoir lady with no cultivation.

Nan Ming, who was sitting alone leaning on the railing, looked at the busy servants, and couldn't understand what was the test of this illusion?Or should it be said that this is really an illusion?

He can't even control this body now. The body he occupies goes to bed early and gets up early every day, and he embroiders and practice calligraphy when he has nothing to do.The only special thing is that he sighs to the mirror every day.

To be honest, Nan Ming felt awkward every day when he saw someone with the same face as himself complaining about himself. Chai, daub it on his face.

It wasn't until after staying for three days that Nan Ming vaguely knew the general direction of the test of this illusion when a piece of news came.

Everything around is exaggerating a depressive atmosphere. This young lady who was raised in a deep boudoir yearns for freedom.

Every time she hears about the world outside Jianghu, her eyes will always light up. She wants to go to the Jianghu where happiness, enmity, chivalry and courage are shared, and she also wants to stage a story that is as lingering and unpredictable as the righteous hero and the lady in distress in the storybook. love story.

She stayed in this exquisite cage-like small courtyard of the Jinsi Building. Perhaps her purpose was to break such an exquisite cage for her and gain freedom.

With the emergence of this hint of enlightenment, Nan Ming found that he was gradually able to control the actions of the eldest lady.

Under the setting sun in the afternoon, the eldest lady's slender fingers trembled slightly, and there was an evil in his eyes that did not belong to her usually, because he was no longer her.However, Nan Ming sensed something was wrong when he first drove this body. This body was not a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, but a boy disguised as a woman.

Nan Ming squinted his eyes, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

As for the sudden news that allowed Nanming to control this body - it was the return of the original owner's childhood sweetheart who traveled for three years.

Nan Ming poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip. If this rookie who was a hero and bravely roamed the rivers and lakes was the young lady's childhood sweetheart, this illusion seemed to be a test of love, but the more it was so obvious The more impossible it is to be so simple.

It stands to reason that when encountering such a situation, one should first check the surroundings, but Nan Ming went his own way. He first replaced the embroidered butterfly pleated skirt that was so pink that he couldn't bear to look directly at it. After picking and choosing for a long time, I reluctantly changed into a moon white wide-sleeved long dress, washed the rouge and gouache off my face with clean water, and took off the beaded hairpin.

He frowned at the pile of jewelry and pearl hairpins. He didn't care much about his overly gorgeous appearance, but ever since he was mistaken for a woman by the other party when he met Shen Guhong for the first time, he Faintly cared.

Why did I think of that person again...Damn it!

A gold hairpin was inserted into the mahogany by him viciously, it was to vent, and it was to remind himself.

Nan Ming loosened the girl's bun, and the black hair scattered all over her shoulders. Although the appearance of this person in the mirror was eight or nine points similar to his original appearance, the lines of the face were softer than his original appearance. It's okay if the person is a woman, but if it's a man, it doesn't seem firm enough.

There are countless beautiful fairies in the realm of comprehension, but there are indeed many female cultivators with simple and capable makeup. He imitated the simplest one among them, and tied all her blue hair high with ribbons into a bunch.

He looked at the person with the high ponytail in the mirror, and the person in the mirror was a little more heroic than before, but it was not satisfactory.

Now that he already knew that this was an illusion, Nan Ming felt a little confident and waited for the plot to come to him in his small yard.

"I have been back for five days, why Ah Ming doesn't want to come to see me, maybe he is still angry with me."

As he expected, he really waited for the plot, and the man's deep and sexy voice suddenly appeared outside the small dressing building.

Nan Ming, who was making tea (spoiling tea) in the courtyard, raised his brows slightly, and the corners of his eyes raised a happy arc. The voice was actually Shen Guhong's. This illusion is a bit interesting.

The person who came to the small dressing room was Shen Guhong, or it should be said that he was the same person as Shen Guhong.

It's a pity that the difference between the two is too big, Shen Guhong has always been serious and serious, but the visitor has a gentle smile on his face and looks at him intently, Shen Guhong who wants to go back and forth like this doesn't often look at him.

What the visitor said just now made Nan Ming understand the identity of the other party. This person should be a well-known rookie in the world, his childhood sweetheart.

"I didn't come to look for you, didn't you come to look for me? I don't know who left without saying goodbye." Nan Ming hummed coquettishly, pretending to be a little daughter.

'Shen Guhong' froze for a moment, then nodded, with a doting smile on his stern face.

After that, this person actually came to his small courtyard every day to report, play chess and chat with him, compared to the real Shen Guhong, I don't know how much more considerate.

I don't know if the passage of time in the illusion is the same as that of the outside world. Nan Ming thinks that he has nothing to do, so he might as well spend some time here. After all, he has already seen through this illusion. Shen Guhong is Shen Guhong, no matter how similar he looks, No matter how considerate his behavior, it is definitely not him.