Ning Ji suddenly disappeared from the world of cultivation, no one expected it.

Except Su Fengyan.

He was eroded by the death energy and lost his blood in his heart. How could he not understand Ning Ji's good intentions? He was afraid that he would lose control.

The erosion of death energy is not that simple. At worst, it will lose your life. At the least, it will be full of demons and will kill you all day long.

Once more animals are killed, you will become a ghost.

Su Fengyan lay on the ground, turned his head to look at Fengdu outside the ghost, tightened his hand and held the immortal dew in his hand. When the resentful ghost in the Styx came up to bite his body, he stared at the outside.

The scenes of Ning Ji leaving were constantly replaying in front of him. Xianlu repaired his meridians, and the resentful ghosts nibbled them again and again. He could not move even if he moved.

This is what he deserves, and Su Fengyan did not regret it at all.

It's just...it's a pity.

No one knew what he was thinking, he just stared outside.

I don’t know how long it took, the pain of chewing him tormented him day by day. It was not until his fingers could move that Su Fengyan trembled slightly, endured the pain and got up.

The newly repaired body could not support him in using his spiritual power. Su Fengyan took a deep breath and took out a Gu insect from his sleeve.

"Master, you shouldn't go out now." The insect actually spoke at this time.

Su Fengyan just frowned and said, "Finish Ning Ji."

His voice was cold and the Guworm immediately did not dare to speak again.

...

Jiangu is the place where Ning Ji was born. When he came through books, he was an orphan. The master of Jiangu picked him up.

However, at that time he had no memory and thought that he was originally from this world of cultivation.

Ning Ji arrived at Donghan Sword Valley with his sword. As soon as he landed, he felt the cold air coming to his face. Donghan Valley, as its name is, is located in the extremely cold place in the cultivation world, and the ice and snow are not melting all year round.

When he landed, the ban was already touched.

An old white-haired figure appeared outside the valley.

"Ning Ji."

Although the Shuijing Sword Master was a little surprised at first glance, he still said, "After I know you have gone to the Ghost World, I guess you might come back."

The people who live in the Sword Valley are withering, and now only he and Ning Ji are left.

I don’t know if it was because of the fierce sword energy. It was because the three generations of disciples in the Sword Valley had never had a good end, so even Ning Ji’s master was.

Ning Ji stopped hiding when he arrived in the Sword Valley. He sighed after seeing Ning Ji's death aura, which was a pity.

The young man in white face remained unchanged: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

But even as he said this, his pale lips could not be concealed.

Shui Jing shook her head.

"Come in."

The barrier in the sword valley opened and closed, and the two disappeared in an instant.

"You are back this time, not just here to see it."

After a stick of incense, Shui Jing poured a cup of tea and frowned.

Ning Ji nodded, and the warm hot tea dispelled some coldness. His mask covered his face and could not tell his emotions, but he spoke suddenly made Shui Jing pause.

"I want to borrow the ice table."

Some hot water in the cup was sprinkled out, and the water mirror opened his eyes wide.

"Ice platform, do you know what that is?"

The ice platform in Donghan Sword Valley is used to seal monsters. He frowned and reacted: "Do you want to freeze yourself?"

The reason was the water mirror, but I didn't expect the situation to be so serious, and my face looked ugly.

Ning Ji coughed softly: "Uncle Master, you don't have to panic, it's just planning ahead."

"It's better to be frozen than to be eroded by me."

"What's more, I've made a decision long ago." He raised his head and turned his eyes to him.

Ning Ji has always been stubborn, and his eyes are faint at this moment. Shui Jing knew that his decision could not be changed. He tightened his hands and smiled bitterly.

"If I had known this, you would have been successful in learning swords when you were young, as if you were not going to leave the valley."

At least I won’t suffer this if I don’t leave the valley.

Ning Ji actually didn't think there was anything, he just followed his original intention.

As long as the original mind remains unchanged, those external objects have nothing to him.

The world of cultivation has been in a flash for thousands of years, and everything is unsure after it. After the transformation of the gods, his life span will last, and he will freeze himself, which is not a dead end.

This is a choice he had made long ago.

But when he thought of Chu Jinxiao, Ning Ji's eyebrows were still paused.

The only thing he couldn't let go of now was Chu Jinxiao. Ning Ji saw the caution and fear of the man when he was guarding him.

He will definitely not be able to leave this time.

My thoughts paused for a moment, and Shui Jing saw it and couldn't help but say, "I heard that you accepted an apprentice before?"

"Does he know what you want to be frozen?"

Shui Jing frowned and looked at Ning Ji, then saw the man shook his head again.

"I didn't tell anyone."

"Only the uncle knows."

Water Mirror:...

He choked for a moment, feeling that this man didn't know whether he was affectionate or ruthless.

If you say you save someone, you will save someone. If you say you leave him, you will leave him. Although you have the heart of the people, it is too cruel for a certain person.

He added another cup of tea, but Ning Ji withdrew his gaze.

...

Chu Jinxiao has not given up looking for his master these days. He has previously embedded his negative scale into his master's heart.

This was left when he was a ghost. Later, when he returned to Jie Jian Peak, he had already given up and thought he would never use this negative scale, but he didn't expect that the master would leave anyway.

Chu Jinxiao wiped away the blood from the corners of his lips and continued to sense the reverse scales.

He stopped at the northern border where his master had visited before.

Chu Jinxiao frowned. There was a breath of reverse scales here. The sensation was very strong when he was in the air before. However, after landing, it seemed to be blocked by something, and there was no trace of it.

Chu Jinxiao had to search the city.

He was dressed in black and his handsome face, which attracted many people's attention.

"Xianchang, do you live in a hotel?" The waiter who was soliciting customers at the door couldn't help but step forward.

Chu Jinxiao was about to refuse but suddenly remembered something and took out a portrait from his arms.

"Have you seen this person?" That was the portrait of the master he left behind before.

The waiter took a closer look and shook his head.

When Ning Ji came here before, he wore a hood and was blocked all over, so he naturally couldn't recognize him for a while.

"I haven't seen this person before."

Chu Jinxiao looked ugly and raised his head to the other side.

He looked for people one by one in the city, knocking on all the doors in the middle of the night, but found nothing. He was grinding and bleeding from the knuckles. Chu Jinxiao tightened his sword, and his eyes were covered with blood.

On the other side, Ning Ji was lying in the ice platform. When he closed his eyes, he felt something in his heart, and only felt a sting in his heart for a moment.

But it was not a dead aura, but a very complicated feeling. Ning Ji had never experienced this feeling. His heart was not injured, but it seemed to be torn apart bit by bit, so depressing that his knuckles were tightened.

It seems... someone is crying.

"What's wrong?"

Shui Jing was about to activate the formation, but when she saw Ning Ji stopping, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Ning Ji shook his head. For some reason, he felt that the uncomfortable and crazy emotions came from Chu Jinxiao.

"It will be too late if you don't start." Shui Jing turned her head.

"Let's get started."

Ning Ji closed his eyes and covered his worry, and lay down in the ice platform again.

When the ice platform was sealed, the light of the reverse scale suddenly flashed twice invisibly.

Chu Jinxiao was wet and tightly held the portrait tightly. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly raised his head.
To be continued...