The carriage that left Zhongzhou was full of dust.

Leaving west from Tiandu City, crossing the desert area of ​​Yangping City, and reaching the destination, it was nearly ten days. Xu Qingyan closed his eyes and looked extremely calm on the way. Xiao Zhao sat silently opposite his little master. When he was living in the mansion of Xiaoyu Lane in Tiandu City, the little master was just a "cage bird" under the command of the third prince.

Today's mind and courage are far from comparable to three years ago.

"Is this time I went to Zishan for that 'Mr. Ning'?"

Some mixed thoughts flashed through Xiao Zhao's mind. The "Mr. Ning" who was missing in Xiaoyu Lane was a young genius who was popular all over the Tiandu City back then. After stepping into Tiandu, rising all the way and reaching the top of the Star List... what happened to that "Mr. Ning" became unverified.

Three years later, the name "Ning Yi" became increasingly unfamiliar to most of the ears...

When people forget someone, even if he is still alive, then... there is no similarity or similarity between death.

Except for the people closest to Ning Yi, or the young and powerful people who were truly in power in the Sui Dynasty, other passers-by who had never witnessed all this with their own eyes were gradually forgotten.

The coup in Tiandu, under the planning of Xu Qingke, slept in the cradle of the storm before the storm, and ended in this cradle that was cold before the warmth.

A few people are still persistent.

For example, the little master of your own family.

For example, the girl named Pei in Zishan.

"Is it really good to meet like this?" Xiao Zhao looked at the gradually dense fog in the distance. It won't take long to reach the Zishan realm. She was a little lost and accidentally said what she said in her heart.

Xu Qingyan sat upright, lifted the curtain with one hand, and looked at the ancient wood that was retreating like a flowing stream on both sides of the carriage and horse.

Her eyes were calm.

“Nothing wrong with that.”

"I haven't met for three years, but I think... Miss Pei Lingsu will not give up that idea. She must be looking for a possibility like me." Xu Qingyan's eyes were a little dazed. Three years passed in the blink of an eye. She did not meet Miss Pei for a long time. The silent little girl who was quiet and silent in the Marquis of Jianxing Mansion was actually the daughter of Pei Min, the general of the North.

Ning Yi and his girl walked around Xiling for ten years.

Xu Qingyan's eyes were a little complicated. The world was not easy. There were too many misery and too few sweetness in this world. Therefore, people always envy what they had never had and what others held in their hands.

When everything was not revealed in the Lotus Temple, I once envied Miss Pei's life experience.

Little did I know that Miss Pei was also a miserable person.

She carries more than herself.

The fog was shrouded in the Purple Mountain area, and the carriage arrived here and slowed down. Although the groom in the palace had a level of cultivation, it was not high and he did not understand the formation. However, he was cautious by nature and was a little lost, so he did not dare to do anything randomly.

The horse's hooves slowly tapped on the mountain path.

Xu Qingyan gently tapped the carriage and signaled to stop. She walked out of the carriage slowly in a white cloak. The purple mountain was covered with snow, and it was silver and white, which looked very beautiful.

Gently let out a breath of white breath.

Miss Xiao Zhao followed closely and got off the carriage. She looked at her little master, put her clothes and rubbed her hands. After getting off the car, she did not move anymore and waited silently.

Xu Qingyan is indeed waiting.

This is the Purple Mountain Realm—

When this carriage stepped into the mountain a hundred miles, the Lord Chu Xiao, who was in the Nirvana realm, must have known that he had arrived, whether he was an enemy or a friend, a friend or a guest, or a driver. He had already reached a conclusion from the beginning. If he didn't want to see him, then the carriage would naturally not be able to walk into the deepest part of the fog.

The heavy snow in the distance and the sparks burned, slowly outlining a misty four-sided portal.

The powerful powers in the Nirvana realm have escaped from the shackles of the physical body and flew around. Most of them choose to use the magical power of "twisting the fire to open the door". The speed is extremely fast, and the divine thoughts control the starlight and open up the spaces of the two places.

One step is the end.

However, the demand for the physical body is extremely high. If there is no starry light wrapped in the realm of Nirvana and try too far away, the physical body may collapse and die and be buried in an unknown space.

Three years ago, the door at the foot of Changling Mountain was like this method, but the mountain guard at the Star Lord realm had a Nirvana body long ago, and the portal would not be affected even if it was free to go through.

After that portal appeared, the entire Zishan Mountain was still silent.

No one spoke.

No one spoke.

But the meaning is already very obvious.

...

...

Xu Qingyan's eyes were slightly condensed, and he bowed to the four-way portal swaying with sparks.

She waved her hand to signal Xiao Zhao next to her not to follow her.

She can walk the next path herself.

Stepping into that portal is different from what I imagined, there is no painful feeling of breaking the singularity and shuttleing through the space of the Red Mountain Plateau.

It's like walking past thousands of ordinary doors in this world.

Raise your foot.

Step.

Then Xu Qingyan saw heavy snow like flying catkins in the sky, swaying and stubborn frost grass.

A lonely grassland.

She came to the wind and snow field, and in front of her was a simple stone tablet, and there was also a young woman in purple clothes.

After the sky was gone, and after three years of not seeing each other, Pei Lingsu's temperament changed greatly. From the inside out, the sharp sword energy could not be concealed.

Xu Qingyan sighed softly: "Miss Pei, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Pei Lingsu actually did not hate this woman who was willing to plead for her in the Lotus Temple... Even though she had an inevitable mind, she still had a good impression of Xu Qingyan.

She nodded and did not say those polite words.

The girl lowered her eyebrows and eyes slightly.

This was a pretty unexpected guest.

After a moment, she asked, "Come here from the sky?"

Xu Qingyan nodded with a smile.

The girl asked again: "Because of Ning Yi?"

Nodded again.

But this time, the smile on Xu Qingyan's face gradually disappeared. She took off the cover with one hand, gently put it on her chest, raised her head, and saw that it was snowy swaying in the sky in the wind and snow field. The Zishan Mountain Lord who opened the door for her did not appear here.

The snow-root stone tablet is empty and there is no one else.

"Master is not here." Pei Yatou, who saw the other party's thoughts at a glance, whispered: "If it's related to him... you can say it with confidence."

Xu Qingyan rubbed her cheeks that were frozen a little stiff. She let out a breath of depression and said, "Ning Yi is not dead, he is still alive."

Pei Lingsu shook his head and smiled, "I know naturally."

"He is not in Dasui, but... over there."

When Xu Qingyan said this, he stretched out a finger and pointed to the north.

Pei Yatou's face became solemn.

How did she know?

Xu Qingyan, who held the hat with one hand, seemed to be speaking. She said slowly and seriously: "Three years ago, he pushed me out of Changling... After that, everyone in the world said that he was dead. But I know that he was not dead, and there was still a wisp of soul, but it was silent, as if it was frozen and sealed by frost and snow, and it would not be possible to recover in the future."

Paused.

"I didn't tell anyone else about this secret, because I was the only one who could save him in the world."

When Xu Qingyan said this, her eyes felt a little guilty. She spread her palms and half of the bone flute leaves were lying there.

Xu Qingyan said in a voice mocking herself: "Miss Pei, you should know the disease in me. It is a terminal illness that cannot be saved. Only Ning Yi can save me... Maybe it is a kind of reincarnation, cause and effect? ​​Now it has become only me who can save him."

Meeting with each other by bridge.

Convey divinity.

This is something she will do in the past three years, no matter how busy, tired, or hard.

After being silent for a long time, Pei Lingsu said softly: "You did nothing wrong. If I were you, I would do this."

Xu Qingyan shook his head.

After the two met, they wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

This is really an awkward and silent atmosphere.

But the two people already knew the situation.

At least, for the moment... they have the same idea.

Xu Qingyan broke the calm first and said, "When he talked about his presence in the world of the demon clan, it seems...you don't seem surprised?"

Without waiting for the girl to answer, she took a deep breath and said, "I guess you must have done a lot of things and worked hard. When I came to Zishan, I wanted to ask you... Can you use such things?"

Pei Lingsu was slightly stunned.

Xu Qingyan raised one hand and a buzzed softly in his palm.
To be continued...