Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 689
While thinking about it, the entangled chains seemed to be stimulated and moved again, slowly and slowly tightening, entangling the two people inside even tighter.

In the next moment, the toes suddenly turned into void, from solid to transparent, vaguely visible, as if they were about to dissipate.Ningxia snorted, and lowered her head abruptly to take a closer look, it was true.And the speed of blurring is extremely fast, and it will not stop until the calf is soon.

At the same time, the chain of causality also stops moving at the same moment.

really……

Ning Xia clenched the Chonghuan in her hand, but maybe she didn't realize that her hand holding the hilt of the sword was shaking slightly, revealing her inner timidity.

She is always passive.

Live passively, die passively, practice passively, go with the flow, and seldom follow your true will.Even if there is, there are always various considerations and considerations to be taken into account.

But she can't be like this forever.At least in the realm of comprehension—

As she had thought before, as time went on, her cultivation level rose, the things she encountered became more complicated, and the choices she needed to make became more difficult.

She can't always wait for someone else to decide for her, and she can't expect things to be resolved spontaneously.

For example, if she doesn't make a decision or doesn't move, she will never be able to get out.

Can't wait any longer.

The road ahead is unknown, the predicament is ahead, she must make a choice, a choice that may be a matter of life and death.

Ningxia closed her eyes, raised her blade high, and slashed towards the thing above the small pool.

The crystal sword body left pieces of blue-gold afterimages, and the sound of the sword sounded like a long chant.The next moment, the long sword slashed the hard chain of causality, dragging out a harsh rubbing sound.

At the moment of the collision, the familiar pain came again, piercing the lungs, coming out of the bones, and even the bones were hurting, and the waves were stronger than the waves.

It really was this thing that was at fault before, and it turned out that she was the one who wronged the demon.

Ningxia gritted her teeth, her heart swayed, endured the explosive pain in her body, and ruthlessly cut the weakest chain of causality in the middle.Each stroke is a torment of the spirit body, as if it is not the chain of causality that is cutting, but a part of herself.

Only a few moments have passed, and Ningxia has a feeling that a long time has passed. I don't know what day it will be, and I don't know when this pain will end.

Ningxia endured so much that the roots of her teeth were about to bite, and for a moment she really wanted to just give up.But when she thought about it, she felt unwilling. She held back a breath of anger in her heart, which drove her to persevere and endure such unbearable torture.

A little bit.

Bean-sized beads of sweat fell from the temples, flowed through the corners of the eyes, and then sank down the cheeks into the chin. The neckline below was soaked with sweat, and I didn't know how much sweat I was sweating.

Long pain is worse than short pain. For the first time in this situation, the aura was injected into the sword, and the Chonghuan sword issued a long whistle.

"Crash-" the sound of metal cracking.

Ningxia's brain was gray, and she was already numb from the pain.And the body is getting lighter and lighter, as light as it is about to leave the world, the hand holding the long sword is half-dangling, and it slowly leans back.

The moment before she became unconscious, lying on the ground, Ningxia suddenly heard many people calling for help, her head was slightly tilted, and she tried to open her eyes.Not far away, Xiao Ningxia, half-armed by the older boy, whimpered and coughed out a few mouthfuls of water weakly.She is still alive.

Does it count as my saving you this time?Little Ningxia.

Ningxia completely lost consciousness in the chaos and sank into darkness.

"Ningxia."

"Asha?"

"Xiao Xia."

"Senior Sister Ning!"

"Master Xia."

"Ningxia..."

In the chaos, Ningxia heard many people calling her name.Some are very unfamiliar, some are very familiar, there are male voices and female voices, with different emotions, they seem to be calling her.

Who are these...?Why are you calling me?

Ningxia, who was ups and downs in the dark, couldn't tell the difference, and couldn't think.Every time I want to distinguish these complicated feelings carefully, I will be dragged back by the thick darkness, and I don't know how old it is.

But those people still refused to give up and kept calling.Some were screaming, some were angry, some were screaming, and some were pleading softly in their ears. Countless complex emotions were woven into a thread, vowing to drag Ningxia out of this darkness.

Ningxia also seemed to realize something and was struggling, no matter how the darkness kept her, she was trying to break free.Even though she has been semi-assimilated by the darkness, she doesn't understand why she is doing this.

The eyes are bright.

Ningxia opened her eyes and was almost hurt by the bright light around her. She half-squinted her eyes and tried to use her brain, which seemed to have been rusted for a long time, to analyze the situation in front of her.

Where is this?Ningxia felt that her head was heavy, and she was stunned for a long time before she could react.

She wakes up and looks around, trying to figure out where the hell she is now?

It's that hazy feeling again... This yard looks unfamiliar, but there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity. She clearly remembers that she has never been to such a yard before, she can be sure.

Could it be that she hasn't gone out yet?Ningxia had a headache, and after walking two steps, she suddenly heard someone arguing.

Looking around, I finally found that it was coming from a room not far away. It was not intense, but it was filled with a heavy weight.The urgency of the young man, the helplessness of the girl, the two quarreled intermittently for a while.

Ningxia was so far apart that she couldn't hear clearly, and only vaguely heard some words, all of which exuded ominous meaning.

Finally, the young men in the house silenced and the quarrel stopped.

"Father, don't be afraid, it's over after a sleep."

The girl said: "No...bye."

Ningxia saw a girl pushed open the door and walked out.

And this girl has the same face as Ningxia.

The other party took a few steps, and seemed to have discovered her, looked over from a distance, and met his eyes.

Ningxia suddenly felt a whirlwind, and then came back to her senses, a warm and slender hand gently fell on the top of her head, with a reassuring breath that familiarly made her want to cry.

"Good boy, I don't miss you either."

"You should go on your own for the rest of the way."

With tears in her eyes, Ning Xia raised her head and tried her best to see the other person's face. Seeing this face that seemed to appear in her dreams but couldn't see clearly was in vain after all.

Still hazy.

When the familiar dizziness hit, accompanied by a very light sigh, she heard the man say: "It's better to forget it."

"You are still my proudest child."

I do not want.Don't want to forget.

what exactly is it?What are these situations?Why doesn't she remember at all?
why?
No one answered her.With endless doubts, she felt that her soul was sucked to another place by that inexplicable force, leading her to an unpredictable future.

　What Ningxia chopped up was not the remnant of little Ningxia, but the chain of causality, so be careful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)