After hearing the report from the middle-aged Taoist priest, Ji Tianxing felt a little bit, and vaguely understood something.

He calmly ordered: "Take her here."

The middle-aged Taoist bowed to take his orders, and quickly turned and left.

After a while, he went back and forth, followed by a graceful figure.

She was wearing a long silver dress with a beautiful face and a charming temperament. She was tall and slender, with her silver head hanging down to her waist.

She seems to be only in her early twenties, with a crescent mark on her forehead, and her clear eyes are shining with joy and excitement.

When she saw Ji Tianxing, without waiting for the middle-aged Taoist priest to speak, she rushed to the sword monument and shouted excitedly: "Sword God! It's really you, I finally found you!"

The middle-aged Taoist frowned slightly, and was about to remind the Crescent Girl not to be presumptuous here.

But Ji Tianxing waved his hand to him, motioning him to retreat.

The middle-aged Taoist understood his heart and bowed back.

Ji Tianxing looked at the Crescent Girl in front of him, looked at her carefully, and said in his heart: "It's really her! The Mingyue Demon Emperor back then, that girl who has no regrets about the sword god!"

Mingyue looked at him with bright eyes, and said with satisfaction: "Sword God, I said, no matter where you go, I will definitely find you.

Unexpectedly, I finally crossed the rift of the sky and came here. You have become famous all over the world and opened a dojo on Tianzhu Mountain.

Do you know that, in order to find your news and traces, I have been running around on Shenwu University 6 for 30 years..."

Mingyue held too many words in her heart, eager to tell Sword God.

Ji Tianxing could see that she looked like a servant, and there was deep fatigue hidden in her eyebrows.

At this time, Mingyue saw him silent, and the excitement and excitement gradually dissipated.

She looked at Ji Tianxing somewhat cautiously, carefully observed his expression, and tentatively asked: "Sword God, you... are you unhappy? You don't want to see me?"

Ji Tianxing looked at her calmly and shook his head gently.

Mingyue pursed her lips, lowered her head slightly, and said in an aggrieved tone: "I know, you don't want me to follow you, but I just want to be with you...

No matter whether you travel the world or go to the earth, I just want to be with you. "

Ji Tianxing wanted to persuade her to comfort her.

But when he spoke, it was another word.

"Mingyue, you and I have no chance in this life, and I am definitely not your lover. Why do you want to force yourself to suffer?

Three days later, I will face the four martial sages here, and I still need to understand Kendo.

Go down and rest first, and when you figure it out, leave this place and find another place to go. "

After all, he summoned a middle-aged Taoist priest and took Mingyue down.

Mingyue was unwilling to feel wronged in her heart, looked at him sadly, and turned away a little bit reluctant.

...

In a trance, the picture turned.

Ji Tianxing appeared again in a cold and gloomy starry sky.

The sky in all directions was filled with sparkling stars and cold stars.

Not far away, hundreds of gods are fighting in the starry sky.

Among those gods, there is a giant who can reach the sky and the earth, with golden light shining all over, and the stars are captured with a wave of a big hand.

There are also several dragons that are thousands of miles long. They opened their mouths and spewed out the heavenly divine fire, turning the 100,000-mile starry sky into a sea of ​​fire.

There are also gods of various forms and races, using the magic arts of destroying the world and fighting fiercely.

But Ji Tianxing, still wearing a white robe and cloth shoes, holds a dark ancient sword in his hand.

His white robe had been stained red with blood, and his chest and back were wounds. The extreme pain made his body numb.

At this moment, he was holding a beautiful girl in a silver dress with a beautiful face in his arms.

There was a crescent on the girl's forehead, and her clear eyes stared at him, full of affection.

However, the Crescent Girl's arms were broken, her body was scarred, her dress was also soaked in blood, and her breath of life was extremely weak.

Her complexion was pale, her eyes were no longer agile, and her spirit was like a candle in the wind, extinguishing at any time.

Even so, she seemed to feel no pain.

She stared at Ji Tianxing with her eyes, a smile on Qiao's face, weak and intermittent voice said: "Five hundred years, I have finally become a god, catching up with your footsteps...

You finally... are willing to give me a hug... This is the happiest moment of my life...

But... I really don't want to die... I want to accompany you again... Conquer the world... Watching you ascend to the top of Shinto...

Sword God... can you... kiss me?

just one time! It's enough for me to die in your arms... You don't blame me for being greedy, do you? "

Ji Tianxing looked down at her, feeling her vitality quickly dissipating, and her life was about to come to an end, with unspeakable colic in her heart.

Especially, there is a deep affection in her eyes, but there is also a touch of caution, which is very distressing.

Ji Tianxing couldn't help thinking: "Why is there such a stupid girl in the world, and what kind of infatuation is it that makes her love so deeply and so humble?"

But when this thought flashed through his mind, the crescent girl in his arms had slowly closed his eyes.

The vitality is gone, the soul is gone.

She was completely dead, and her weak body gradually became cold.

Ji Tianxing's heartache was like a knife cut, and he only felt that his breath was icy.

He slowly closed his eyes, lowered his head, and imprinted the crescent mark on her forehead with his thin lips.

After a light kiss, the stars glowed between his hands, covering the crescent girl's body.

In a blink of an eye, the Crescent Girl dissipated into the starry sky, transforming into a little cold light.

"Mingyue... if there is an afterlife, it will not let you down!"

He whispered a word, slowly straightened his body, holding the Heaven Burial Sword in his hand, and turned to look at the battlefield not far away.

"dead!!"

The roar that shook the world and smashed the galaxy sounded, and he held the Heaven Burying Sword, rushing towards the heavenly gods like a killing god.

The picture gradually became blurred and everything was annihilated in the darkness.

But the piercing pain lingered in Ji Tianxing's heart for a long time.

When the light in front of him was restored again, he appeared in an exquisite and atmospheric house.

This house is the Ji family mansion of Qingyun Imperial City.

And he is only about ten years old ~lightnovelpub.net~, wearing a short shirt, holding a stainless steel sword, and practicing the sword in the courtyard.

A little girl in a goose-yellow dress was sitting on a stone bench under a tree, with her chin on her hands, her eyes staring at him.

The little girl is about seven or eight years old, dressed in luxurious clothes, and very cute.

After watching for a while, she saw that Ji Tianxing was still practicing swords, and she didn't mean to stop, so she pouted and asked, "Brother Tianxing, when are you going to practice?

They made a special trip out of the palace to play with you today, but you ignore them..."

(End of this chapter)

　　

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