On the banks of the Apocalypse River, many eyes fell on the purple-clothed figure at this moment.

It has been a long time since I came to the grassland. I was wearing a purple dress and was not stained with fireworks. My sleeves were flying, and my pendant was like a fringe.

Skin is like cream, cherry lips and snow teeth.

After three years of separation, Pei Yatou had already taken off the old cloth shirt that he followed Ning Yi back then. He was no longer the little girl who was silently studying talismans. She was extremely touching when she left the ground... just like the scene when the talismans were illuminated by the talismans in the underwater bedroom.

Ning Yi was a little lost.

Not only Ning Yi was lost, but those practitioners on the grassland were in a daze when they saw Pei Lingsu's appearance, and remembered the girl in purple in his heart...

"Urle...whenever you need it, we will be there."

Tian Yu looked at Ning Yi, he stepped forward slightly, gently hit Ning Yi's shoulder with his shoulder. The distance between the two was very close. He said in a deep voice to Ning Yi's ear: "Before this, the choice between the grassland between the north and the south... had hesitated, but now there is no more."

Tian Yu looked at Ning Yi.

The meaning is very clear in my eyes.

Ning Yi lowered his eyebrows and said seriously: "I remember this sentence."

Tian Yu smiled and looked at the people not far away, "What you said makes sense... But we cannot explain this to the masses... The grassland needs a beam of light as a spiritual sustenance for everyone, and that beam of light can only be you."

Ning Yi thought something.

Tian Yu patted Ning Yi on the shoulder and took a deep breath, "Urle... Next time I return here, I promise you will see a different grassland."

Ning Yi laughed loudly.

"Haha, OK!"

Tian Yu rubbed his face and said sincerely: "Go to the grassland west, cross the western border, and cross the road, is the 'Gray Land'. The Great Sui Dynasty launched a cross-border war. If you want to go back, this is the best opportunity... I know that with Urle's meticulousness, you have planned the route long ago, but those of the demon clan are eyeing it, and this journey will probably not be peaceful. The iron cavalry of the grassland can help you reach the Gray Land."

Ning Yi shook his head and said, "No, Tian Yu, you know... the iron cavalry follows him with a huge momentum, like a living target. After leaving the grassland, I will hide my energy and sneak all the way. Don't worry, I won't have anything to do."

Tian Yu looked at Urle and nodded: "Okay."

"Remember the bonfire dinner, that day...what I said to you?"

Ning Yi's words made Tian Yu fall into memories. The honest man narrowed his eyes slightly and remembered the scene of that night.

Everyone drank a lot of wine.

Urle said to himself—

"Everyone lives so hard. Today is over, and I don't know if there will be a tomorrow. Since that's the case, why do you still leave regrets for yourself? What if you miss it?"

Tian Yu seized that opportunity, and now...

He looked at the girl in purple on the other side of the river.

Is this the girl Urle likes?

It's really a perfect match.

Tian Yu sincerely blessed: "Worle, I wish you good luck."

Ning Yi smiled and said, "Thank you."

He looked at the crowd in the distance, like mountains and seas. The White Wolf King pushed the Talisman, passed through the crowd, and came to him. The grassland king took out a token from his sleeve.

The token was arc-shaped like a drop of water, with a smooth and lustrous texture, reflecting silver waves. Under the rippling waves, a white wolf with gloomy eyes could be seen vaguely.

"I think Tian Yu has said everything he should say." The White Wolf King smiled and said, "Obviously, Urle, you have made your own decision."

The White Wolf King looked at the girl in purple opposite the riverside.

He knew very well what would happen next.

"This token is Xiao Yuanshan's 'heart order'."

Fu Shengquli sat in a wooden wheelchair. He looked at Ning Yi with a soft voice, "For all generations, only the White Wolf King was qualified to wear it... The person who carried the token symbolized the king of the three surnames on the grassland. He had great power, sent messages from thousands of miles away, and had the same heart. Lord Yuan left enough secret patterns on this grassland to support the transmission of divine thoughts, so this token will not expire at any time."

"Urle...if you want to leave the grassland, bring this token."

The White Wolf King smiled and said, "A person like you, even if he returns to the Great Sui Dynasty... will definitely have a lot of trouble. Believe me, the grassland will become your great help at the critical moment."

Ning Yi thought slightly, but did not refuse, so he chose to take the token.

He gently stroked the token with his fingers, and some fragmented thoughts flashed through his mind... Indeed, the White Wolf King was right. He still had many enemies in the Great Sui Dynasty, and relying solely on the background of Shushan was not enough to make everyone afraid.

Both the Demon Clan and the Great Sui Clan want to compete for the grassland as a helper.

He looked at the White Wolf King. The cultivation level of this grassland king had reached the peak of the demon king. He might have to go into seclusion to attack the demon saint. If he succeeded, the combat power of the entire grassland would be further improved.

Ning Yi turned his wrists and put the token in his pocket, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you."

The White Wolf King shook his head and said, "We should say thank you."

Ning Yi shook his head with a smile, without comment. He looked at the people in the distance, his eyes connected one by one, and the water of the Apocalypse River began to roar, the water flowed over, and the steps of the young man in black robe retreated.

Ning Yi hugged her fists, inhale gently and said, "Let's go."

Tian Yu clasped his fists.

Tian Ling'er was a little reluctant and pursed her lips.

A ray of sword light passed through the River of Apocalypse, and the thin snow sword energy was bright silver and white. Then a ray of purple sword energy rose up. Ning Yi and Pei Yatou, one in front and one behind, turned into two rays of sword energy and disappeared on the edge of the horizon of the grassland.

"Brother... I will miss Urle." Tian Ling'er grabbed Tian Yu's sleeve in distress. She looked at the two sword auras and murmured: "Do you think Urle will call us when she gets married to that woman?"

Tian Yu smiled and said, "I don't know this...but next month, Su Qin and I will get married, and you can't escape."

...

...

The thin snow unsheathed and walked on the sword.

A little sword energy will bring you home thousands of miles away.

The long wind of the grassland blew across his cheeks, winter went and spring came, frost and snow melted, grass clips swayed, and two sword lights flew against the ground. Ning Yi's black robe rolled in the air. His eyes did not look at the vast grassland in front of him, but were always placed beside him.

The girl in purple.

The girl's soft voice sounded.

"You can tell that you like it very much."

Ning Yi smiled, spread his arms, the long wind blew the big sleeves, and the sword energy rolled up and down. He was like an unruly bird, pursing his lips and making a clear roar. The birds on the dome sensed the sound of the "Master" on this grassland. One after another, the sounds sounded in the sky, and the black shadows followed under the sun.

Pei Fan was a little surprised.

"Yes... I like this very much." Ning Yi laughed loudly. He twisted his toes slightly, put his hands behind his head, and at the same time he leaned down toward the ground with his back. With a "click", he leaned heavily on the body of the Xixue Sword, which made the sword weapon fall slightly, and then he recovered.

He narrowed his eyes, his hair swaying.

Ning Yi looked beside him, with a vast spring light in his eyes and a swaying purple robe.

The girl was a little reserved. She hadn't been so reserved for a long time... During her retreat in Fengxueyuan, she had thought countless times about what kind of scene would be when she saw Ning Yi again... If she could see her again.

At that time, Ning Yi's life and death were uncertain.

She had thought about many scenes, but never thought that she would meet again on the grassland, and the two would ride the sword energy together and fly comfortably in the vast spring light.

"Girl..." Ning Yi's voice was softly like a gust of wind.

Pei Lingsu lowered his head and nodded softly.

"A lot of things happened." He smiled and said, "When I go back, I will tell you one by one. Would you be impatient?"

Pei Yatou laughed in silence and shook her head.

Ning Yi lay on the fine snow and watched the dome surging, he laughed softly, "The grassland is a completely different place from the demon clan and the Great Sui clan... This place is purer and cleaner. If possible in the future, we will come here to live, okay?"

Pei Lingsu's mind trembled.

She looked at Ning Yi.

The meaning of this sentence is...

Ning Yi smiled bitterly and said, "There are still too many things I can't let go of... I miss my senior sister very much, blind man, Wen Tao, Gu Xiaoyu, and Da Sui many people are waiting for me."

When talking about it later, Ning Yi sighed softly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and laughed at himself in his heart: "Like the prince, Han Yue, and those people in Xiao Wuliangshan... they should also want to see me?"

The wind is loud.

Two rays of sword light shuttled between the sky light and the wind on the grassland.

Ning Yi looked at the girl with a smile. In a daze, he thought of a dream he had had in Xiaoshuang Mountain.

I dreamed of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the galaxy was shining. I sat on the back of the boy, hugging the girl in my arms, and the sky, earth, and clouds were all under my body.

That dream, with a hint of sorrow.

When she woke up in the imperial tomb, Ning Yi seemed to be able to experience the sorrow in her body... nothing, it was more desperate than the farewell between life and death.

And from Xiling to Tiandu, more than ten years, life and death.

He and the girl, two people, have become an inseparable whole.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes and peeked at the girl's slightly red cheeks. The latter pretended to be unaware and "one-minded" to control the flying sword.

Ning Yi pretended to be asleep, turned over gently, and fell down the flying sword without warning.

The girl keenly captured this scene and hurriedly drove the flying sword to catch it. However, with one palm gently placed on the sword weapon, Ning Yi climbed up the girl's flying sword. He was not sleepy at all, and he could no longer wake up.

Pei Lingsu's pretty face turned red and she didn't say a word.

Ning Yi hung his hand, then gently placed it on the girl's head and rubbed her hair.

He thought a lot and wanted to say a lot, but in the end he had a dry voice and the only thing he asked was hoarse.

"You must have suffered a lot from here from Da Sui, right?"

The girl lowered her eyes, her eyes were a little rosy, but she smiled.
Chapter completed!