Chapter 1563

His eyes fell on a sword hanging from his waistband.

Exquisite workmanship and exquisite materials.

But it is not a magical weapon.

It's just that the material is a bit special, and it's pretty good for general self-defense.

Moonlight Sword, a gift from Ning Xuemo.

I remember when she just gave it to him back then, he hung it on his waist loop proudly and walked around the Sun Moon Sect, wishing to let everyone in the Sun Moon Sect know this...

Later, he lost his memory of Ning Xuemo, and the sword has been kept dusty in his storage space.

It wasn't until he recovered his memory that he remembered the sword and hung it at his waist again.

He stroked the sword inch by inch with his fingers, as if he could still sense her breath and temperature on it.

It seems that she can still see the triumphant look when she gave him the sword.

This is the raw material she obtained after fighting the Moonlight Wyvern for nearly a month, and it is where her heart and soul lies.

Now the sword is still there, and the person who gave it...

The familiar suffocation in the heart came again.

He lowered his eyes slightly and stood there for a moment.

He has visited all the places he should visit in Tianci Continent, maybe he should go to the Boundless Country again, after all, many things happened between him and her there, maybe, maybe he can find her half-souled there.

He turned around and headed towards the country of immortality.

...

The world has been turned upside down outside, but it seems that time has stopped in the old country, and everything is still the same.

Shen Jiuli walked slowly on the street, even going into the shops from time to time.

He hid his true face, and he was no different from the people of the Bulao Kingdom, so he walked around, but no one noticed him.

These places are all the places he turned to when he was with Ning Xuemo or Ning Xuemo himself just came back from time travel.

Revisiting the old place now, but there is a feeling of loneliness.

Things are people, but things don't matter. If you want to speak, tears will flow first.

These are the words that Ning Xuemo once recited in front of him when she was alive. At that time, she hugged his neck in his arms. Reciting these words was nothing more than "sorry to write new words". How could she have thought that it would become a proverb? ?

He wandered back and forth in the old country.

From time to time, I bought a few things, those things were bought by her in the past, and she liked them very much.

Now after he bought it, there is no one to give it away, so he can only put it in the storage space...

He even bought another steamed stuffed bun, which looked like a lantern when lifted up and a chrysanthemum when lowered down. Every fold of the steamed stuffed bun was full of artistic flavor.

He remembered that when he brought her here for the first time, this was the first thing she bought, it tasted very sweet...

He ate the buns slowly.

The buns were actually delicious, but he felt bitter in his mouth and astringent in his throat after eating them.

Shen Nianmo also woke up, stuck his head out from his sleeve, stared at the half-eaten bun in his hand, curious: "Father, is this delicious? Nianmo wants to eat too..."

Shen Jiuli flicked the stone shell with his finger: "You can't eat it now. You can eat it after you have teeth after you are born."

Shen Nianmo pursed his lips inside, stretched out his small hand to touch the stone skin: "Father, when will I be born?"

Shen Jiuli paused for a moment: "As the saying goes, when you conceive in October, it's a ripe fruit. You are six months now, so you should have four months left."

Shen Nianmo turned over inside, splashing water with his little feet: "It will take so long..."

Shen Jiuli stuffed him back into his sleeves: "Grow well inside, grow up quickly!"