Chapter 960 Rainbow Fruit

The answer gradually faded away in this empty land, and Ning Xiachuan was stunned for a long time, then clapped his hands.

Clap, clap, clap.

"Very good." Ning Xiachuan said, raising his hand and letting the girl stand up.

"I will give you the opportunity to grow up in the shortest time."

"You will be my confidant, and I will make you a queen who can hold all the power."

"Why?" The girl didn't understand.

"So that you can kill me." Ning Xiachuan replied, laughing: "But before you can kill me, you have to hide well, don't let me see the hatred in your eyes, not even a little bit."

"Okay..." The girl didn't understand, but when the opportunity came, she chose to grab it.

"I will."

Boom.

As soon as the words came out, Ning Xiachuan kicked her out.

"Just like now, you let me see it."

"Cough." After knocking down many corpses, the girl coughed up blood and hunched over. Looking at the crazy Ning Xiachuan in front of her, she was in a trance.

In her life, there was a lot of kindness and beauty. She had never thought of such a madman.

He destroyed his own life, but he wanted to give himself another life.

So hateful, hateful, and incomprehensible.

What was he going to do?

"I know."

After a long time, the girl stood up with all her strength. This time, she tried to make herself emotionless, lowered her head, and let her hair cover her eyes.

She couldn't figure out what this madman was doing, but just as she had made the decision just now.

She wanted to live until one day she could take revenge with her own hands. This was enough.

"Not bad, but it's still a long way off." Looking at the girl's changes, Ning Xiachuan commented, turned around, and smashed the throne just now.

"From now on, you will be called Shi."

"Shi as in Shijun."

"Shijun?" The girl paused, then nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll be called Shi."

"Come with me first." Ning Xiachuan stepped forward and waved his hand, "I've been busy killing people all the way, I need to clean up."

"Okay."

Click, click.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and looking at Ning Xiachuan's receding back, the girl didn't hesitate for too long, and she also took steps and chased after him.

It's just that she walked very slowly, and the distance between them gradually widened, but Ning Xiachuan never disappeared from her sight. Although it was blurry, she could always see him.

"From now on, I will live with hatred for the rest of my life."

"It's okay." Ning Xiachuan didn't care, and even had a smile on his face, "Hate is the greatest power, which can drive a person to move forward without slacking off."

"Okay, don't be so hateful." Ning Xiachuan patted Huan's head.

"Don't you think she might be a perfect work?"

"A work made by me."

...

"Sword Style: Dragon Slash!"

In the Sword Pavilion, in front of the Dragon Spring Hall, with a sword style, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine spirit swords gathered, and a real dragon appeared, whizzing past.

The terrifying might shook the entire hall, but soon, the temple protection formation was deployed to stabilize the shaking of the hall.

"This is Dragon Slash, not Dragon-like."

Such a terrifying sword was quite unsatisfactory in the eyes of the old man. He just raised his hand, and these spirit swords were pulled out one by one, like dragon scales being peeled off.

The huge real dragon turned into nothingness before it came to his eyes, only bringing some wind, blowing the white hair on the old man's temples.

"I remembered it wrong again." After a failed attack, the little lion on the opposite side also lowered his head.

"Little Lion, what's wrong with you lately? I always remember the wrong moves. I've learned Dragon Slash for a month, but I still can't remember them." Jiang Wuyin found out that something was wrong with Little Lion, and he, who was always strict, softened up.

"Do you miss Ye Fan?"

"Yeah." Little Lion responded, threw away the spirit sword in his hand, and sat down.

In the past few months in the Sword Pavilion, it has grown very quickly. Not only has it learned a lot of sword styles, but Jiang Wuyin has also taught it the sword-controlling technique.

"Father has been gone for a long time. I wonder if he has forgotten me." Little Lion said to Jiang Wuyin a little depressed.

"He has been busy recently." Jiang Wuyin also came to Little Lion's side. He had a disciple in his old age, and his expectations for Little Lion were higher than he had initially imagined.

Although it was a fantasy beast, he even felt that Little Lion was far better than himself in terms of swordsmanship.

For him, who has been obsessed with studying and teaching swordsmanship all his life, Little Lion is like a treasure, and his love for Little Lion even exceeds that of his youngest disciple Lingzhi.

"He will come to see you when he is done with his work." Patting the little lion's head, Jiang Wuyin comforted him like an elder: "You must learn sword well, so that you can help your father as you said at the beginning."

"I know." The little lion said, sitting there dejectedly.

Now that it has parted with Ye Fan, it is like a child who has just gone out, and it cannot control its emotions well.

When it is sad, depression will fill its chest, and when it is happy, smiles will come out of its ears.

"Don't be sad." Jiang Wuyin embraced the little lion. He has been straightforward all his life and couldn't think of any way to comfort the little lion at this moment. After thinking for a long time, he said: "Do you want the rainbow fruit on Wangjian Cliff?"

"Rainbow fruit?" The little lion was stunned for a moment, and soon remembered what it was.

A wonderful fruit that can emit a rainbow every day. Every morning when it and Jiang Wuyin go to the bottom of the cliff to practice, they can see the rainbow falling with it as the highest point.

"I want it." The little lion nodded decisively, "I want to take it back as a gift for my father."

"Gift..." Jiang Wuyin was helpless, but seeing that the little lion was interested, he stood up and patted his clothes.

"Let's go, I'll take you to pick it."

"Let's make it clear first, you can't be sad after picking it."

"Okay." The little lion agreed and stood up right after him.

It has wanted that rainbow fruit for a long time, but Jiang Wuyin never agreed, saying things like "If you pick it, there will be no rainbow to see" and "I want to see the rainbow too."

"This little guy." Jiang Wuyin walked in front, one old and one young, at this moment, they looked a bit like a stern grandfather and a naughty grandson.

Boom boom.

Just as they arrived at the door, a roar sounded the next moment, breaking this seemingly harmonious scene.

"Who is attacking the natural trench?!" Jiang Wuyin's mastery of the sword pavilion was so thorough that he knew what was happening outside in just a moment.

"Little lion, just stay here."

At the first moment, Jiang Wuyin held down the little lion behind him.

"What's wrong?" asked the little lion.

"Someone came to challenge your master." Jiang Wuyin answered, took off the sword behind him, and then flew away.

"Don't run around, stay in the Sword Saint Hall, where the ancestors will protect you."

"Wait until I come back, and then I'll take you to pick rainbow fruit!"