After rebirth, flirtatiously in the arms of the deadly enemy Demon Venerable

"Ah stop."

Mo Yinxing looked at her moody look, frowned and walked to her bedside, asking her what's wrong?
"But what nightmare did you have?"

Ning Xiang didn't know how to tell Mo Yinxing about the past she saw in the dream, and after a while of silence, she gave him an affirmative answer: "Well, that's right."

But she clearly knew that it was not simply a nightmare.

She lifted the quilt and got down on the couch. She didn't plan to say more to Mo Yinxing, but just wiped the corners of her eyes and talked about going to the Sword Market later.

"I want to go in by myself at that time, is that okay?"

Mo Yinxing looked at her back and vaguely guessed that the nightmare she was talking about was not that simple.

But he still respected her, didn't intend to dig into the root of the problem, and nodded: "Okay."

The treasure hunting mouse and Baibaicong didn't dare to say anything at all, Mo Yinxing glanced at the two spirit beasts who were obviously guilty, and asked about them after Ning Xiang entered the sword cave alone.

"You guys know why Ah Zhi was so emotionally out of control early in the morning, right?"

When he said this, he did not use a questioning tone, but a certain tone.

Treasure hunting rats are not good at lying, so after thinking about it, Mo Yinxing is also Ning Xiang's person, so it's no big deal to tell the truth.

Xin Yiheng told him the truth directly.

"But let's talk about it first. I didn't come up with this bad idea. It was Bai Baichong who suggested it himself. This may relieve the stinky woman's mood."

How did she know that the relief did not succeed? After waking up, her mood was even lower than before.

Baibaicong's one-eyed eyes widened, and he thought that the Treasure Hunting Mouse was also a dog-headed military advisor, so why did all the responsibility fall on it in the end.

But the treasure hunting mouse still stared at it with threatening eyes, it didn't dare to say anything, and could only acquiesce to what it said.

It was the first time that Mo Yinxing knew that Baibaicong's blood could have this effect. After glancing at the place Ning Xiang had left before, he frowned and asked about Treasure Mouse, how much did he know about Cheng Jing?
"Cheng Jing? It's not too much, what's the matter?"

The treasure hunting mouse didn't understand what Mo Yinxing meant, and the uneasiness in Mo Yinxing's heart gradually increased, and finally he couldn't hold back and followed the sword cave.

He wanted to see why Ning Xiang wanted to enter the Sword Market alone.

Inside the sword market.

Ning Xiang was indeed carefully choosing a suitable saber for Cheng Jing, but she always felt that it was almost meaningless after picking and choosing.

It's as if if Cheng Jing was here, he would definitely not like it.

So after throwing away a saber that flew towards her proactively again, she stopped for a while and carefully recalled the memories of Cheng Jing and her before.

At that time, he actually mentioned vaguely what kind of saber he wanted in the future.

"It would be great if there was a saber that could rival Master's Posheng Sword or Demon Killing Sword."

She stood up abruptly, remembering this crucial sentence.

Next, he no longer looked like a headless fly like before, but went straight to the high-level sword cave.

Demon Slayer Sword and Posheng Sword are both high-grade sabers. If Cheng Jing also wants high-grade sabers, with her current strength, it is not a problem.

It's just that she doesn't have any idea what kind of high-grade saber is more suitable for him.

The sabers in the Advanced Sword Cave were very temperamental, and it took her almost an entire hour to find a saber that might be more suitable for him.

There is a layer of slightly cold white light lingering around the saber, and a snow pattern logo is engraved on the hilt of the sword, which is called Chuxue Sword.

The Chuxue sword has its own cold attribute, it is extremely light in the hand, and the sword is very cold when it is out of the sheath, which is very suitable for Cheng Jing.

She could almost imagine what he would look like if he really got the sword and danced the sword.

Just as she was thinking about it, she felt that the hair band she used to tie the blue silk fell off, like a fallen leaf slowly falling on the back of her hand.

She remembered that this was something Cheng Jing gave her at that time, and when she picked it up, she was about to miss it, but she felt a very familiar atmosphere.

That breath seems to be overflowing from the hair band?
Ning Xiang frowned and stared at the hair tie in her hand for a while, before finally planning to check the hair tie.

Then, a thick black shiny hair was found inside.

That breath came from above.

"Is it Xiaojing's hair?"

Ning Xiang carefully held the strand of hair, somewhat puzzled why Cheng Jing did this.

Just as she was thinking about it, she felt a burst of vigorous life force emanating from her hair, which made her pause in surprise, and instantly thought of a possibility.

With the saber in her hand, she didn't need to stay in the sword cave any longer. She stared at the black hair in her hand for a while, then got up and left after her eyes were filled with heat.

The scenery near the sword cave is beautiful, and there are mountain pools flowing past.

Ning Xiang didn't walk from the entrance of the sword cave, but left at the junction of the high-level sword cave and the medium sword cave.

It is not easy for Mo Yinxing to know what she is going to do next.

The sky outside suddenly darkened, and Ning Xiang felt a few flakes of snow falling on the tip of her nose within a few steps.

She trembled her eyelashes, pursed her lips and quickened her steps into a cave that could shelter from the wind and snow.

Afterwards, sit down in a meditation position and call up your heart and soul.

It has been a whole day since Cheng Jing returned to the place where he should have been.

Obviously he had only met Ning Xiang not long ago, but he felt an impatience that he hadn't seen her for nearly a year.

He sat upright in the magnificent temple, overlooking the water mirror-like screens, but his mind was not on it at all.

He left too hastily at that time, so he didn't know how Ning Xiang reacted after he left.

Now that he was in charge, it couldn't be easier to know the outcome.

But when he took out the water mirror, he felt fear again.

"What if her reaction is only flat."

For him, it's better not to watch it.

Hope and entanglement tormented him constantly, but in the end, reason prevailed over emotion.

He lowered his eyelashes and muttered to himself: "No matter what the reaction is, I can't go back, can I?"

All opportunities have been used up by him, and in the end he did achieve the result he wanted at the beginning, so he should learn to be content.

"Cheng Jing."

But before he got up and was about to turn around and leave, he heard a familiar call, stopping the steps he wanted to take.

That was Ning Xiang's voice, which seemed to come from far away.

The moment he heard the voice, his soul seemed to be stripped away, and he was quickly taken into one of the water mirrors.

When he regained consciousness again, what appeared in front of him was the person he had been thinking about day and night.

However, his state changed when facing her.

His body became very light. Looking at his body with the naked eye, he found that it had become translucent.

As for Ning Xiang, her complexion was pale, and a lot of blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.

But when she saw him appear, there was a sincere smile on her face.

Cheng Jing: hey