Before the empress becomes black, adopt her as a villain

In the infinite breath of death, the divine soul also seemed to be in the shadows, trembling and dormant.

However, the inner life force flickered from time to time, making Ning Wuxian realize that he was not dead yet.

You can't give up yet.

It's not just an instinctive desire to live. When Ning Wuxie's body fell into suspended animation, and his divine soul was also wrapped in the breath of death, and he was in a stalemate, a person's face would always appear at a critical moment.

This face is first a proud and domineering mature beauty, then a cute little girl doll, and finally a pure and beautiful girl with bright teeth.

Xuan'er... Jiang Ningxuan....

If she dies, she will never be seen again.

Ning Wuxian originally thought that what supported him to ignite his will and go all the way would be his infinite hatred for Li Luobing. It was also something he was worried about when he was first reborn.

However, when he was infinitely close to true death, he found that his heart was full of reluctance for this ugly world that he had become accustomed to in his previous life.

Because, he has a new role in his life.

She loves herself very much, love for no reason, love unconditionally.

Can he return this love?

He didn't know if he had the ability, but he wanted to give it a try....

The spirit is like a reef in the dark torrent, standing still. In a dead silence, Ning Wu's innocent-spirited soul suddenly lit up, from faint white light, to dim gold, and finally bloomed bright blue!

The death qi was dispersed, but some of it was absorbed into the divine soul, like the original life force rotating and fusing, like a gossip pattern that blended yin and yang.

Death is no longer the end of consciousness, but has become a part of Ning Wuxie's divine soul, and the divine soul that absorbs the huge breath of death officially transcends the six souls of condensation and condenses into the supreme yuan soul!

Between life and death, the origin of the will was explored by Ning Wuxian and used for himself!

Ning Wuxian opened his eyes abruptly, and there was a blood red in front of him, and he was still soaked in blood cells!

Condensing the thought, shocking outward, the huge blood ball collapsed, like a melting sun, and suddenly the whole tilted down!

Ning Wuxian also felt that his body began to fall freely.

But outside the blood curtain around him, a figure suddenly broke in, holding Ning Wuxian steadily, slowing down the speed of falling!

It's Xuan'er!

On her blood-flushed face, she couldn't see if she was shy or not, but she really didn't look at herself and looked away slightly.

Ning Wuxie's heart trembled, he only felt an impulse beating wildly in his heart, and as soon as the two landed, he immediately rolled over and hugged Xuan'er!

"Xuan'er

, I..." Ning Wuxian was stuck, embarrassed to say the four words "I'm so scared", he paused and said,

"I miss you so much."

Xuan'er's body also seemed to be a little stiff, and she didn't immediately close to it, but after a moment, she gently put her hand on his back.

"Hmm..." Ning

Wuxian was stunned, why was Xuan'er so indifferent.

This sound is far from satisfying the fear that he has just escaped from death!

He turned his head and kissed Xuan'er on the cheek!

Before this was over, he let go of Xuan'er again and wanted to kiss her from the front.

As a result, Xuan'er's eyes widened, her face was red, and her shoulders were shaking.

She reached out her hand slightly and touched the place where she had just been kissed by Ning Wuxie.

This look made Ning Wuxian look stunned:

"Xuan'er, what's wrong?"

Xuan'er's beautiful eyes were surprised, her mouth was slightly open and unable to speak, she turned her eyes and looked at her again, her face was even redder than when she was shrouded in blood just now.

In the next second, her eyes rolled upward, her body softened, and she fell into Ning Wuxie's arms, still holding the demon knife she had taken back for Ning Wuxian in her hand.

"Xuan'er!"

Ning Wuxian hurriedly tried her snort, but fortunately just fainted, and shook Xuan'er's shoulder again, but there was no response.

The Confucian disciples who rushed over also came, and Ning Wuxian put the demon knife into the storage ring. The cultivators looked at Ning Wuxian and the girl in his arms in surprise.

"Sister Xuan'er, what's wrong?!"

Zhuang Yuerou hurriedly ran over and squatted down and asked in surprise.

"I don't know, I suddenly fainted!" Ning Wuxie's face turned pale, and he didn't know what was wrong with Xuan'er.

"Maybe I saw Brother Ning get out of trouble, and I was too excited to faint for a while." Meng Cangran stood aside and speculated.

"It's okay, Junzi Mountain will send a flying boat in a while to accept the injured disciples back to the sect, Brother Ning, you can take a boat back with Miss Xuan'er."

Ning Wuxian hugged Xuan'er in his arms, his face was a little ugly: "Feizhou..."

Meng Cangran smiled slightly: "Don't worry, it's okay for such a short distance."

"That's good." Ning Wuxian nodded and looked worriedly at Xuan'er in his arms.

Soon after, Ning Wuxian held Xuan'er, followed by Bai Congee, and boarded the ship with many injured disciples of Confucianism into the flying boat, Zhuang Yuerou and Meng Cangran were still busy in Cangyun City, and they couldn't return to Junzi Mountain for the time being.

And Sun Yan, the chief elder of the Zhengge Hall who almost shed tears because of Ning Wuxian before, never appeared. The boat was crowded, and Ning Wuxian held Xuan'er and sat on the edge of the deck.

He stroked Xuan'er's face, and there was a gentleness in his eyes that he would be surprised if he saw it.

Suddenly, Xuan'er opened her small mouth and coughed violently, and then the pair of bright eyes suddenly opened.

The first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Ning Wuxie, and Xuan'er's expression was obviously surprised.

"Brother!" Xuan'er straightened up and hugged Ning Wuxie.

That's right... Ning Wuxian also held her, letting her head rub on his shoulder.

"Brother, Xuan'er misses you so much, it really scares Xuan'er."

Xuan'er said with a sigh, her voice was delicate and aggrieved, and Ning Wuxian trembled in her heart when she heard it.

"Don't be afraid, it's all over."

"My brother has already come out of that blood cell, and now my brother's divine soul has reached the Yuan Soul realm, which is very powerful."

"I can better protect Xuan'er!"

Ning Wuxian patted Xuan'er's back and comforted. When Xuan'er heard this, she made a puzzled sound.

"Blood cells? What blood cells. "

“？" Ning Wuxian was also stunned, "It's that blood ball that Liu Fengshan locked me in, that blood giant changed."

"Blood giant, I know, but where did the blood cells come from?"

Xuan'er sat up from Ning Wuxie, her hands hooked around his neck, and there was a big doubt on her small face.

"Don't you see that?" Ning Wuxian was also completely puzzled.

Xuan'er doesn't know where the blood cells come from?

She also rushed into the collapsing blood curtain just now to help herself land.

I saw Xuan'er's cute big eyes blinking, raised a finger to point at her smooth and fair jaw, and recalled: "My last memory is to help my brother fight for the demon knife, and then, I fainted..."

Xuan'er suddenly panicked and asked.

"The demon knife is here, don't be afraid." Ning Wuxian comforted Xuan'er, watching the expression on her face become peaceful, and his heart was full of doubts.

"So, Xuan'er, you fainted from helping me recapture the demon knife, and then woke up just now?"

"By the way, isn't my brother always by my side?"

Xuan'er smiled slightly, her eyes gradually became as affectionate as if she had hooked Qian, and looking at Ning Wu's innocent face, she was emotional again.

Xuan'er always seems to be like this, once the basic intimate interaction is satisfied, she will immediately begin to pursue a higher level of intimacy, and her need for Ning Wuxian is like a bottomless pit that will never be satisfied.

She brought her face closer and let out a breath on Ning Wuxie's lips.

"Brother, I want to kiss..."

Ning Wuxian was still widening his eyes, recalling what Xuan'er had just said.

I felt a pair of warm and soft touches climbing up my lips, and my sweet tongue probed over.

He was still wondering, if Xuan'er kept fainting, who was the person who saved him just now...?