A thousand days after the immortals raised demons

Ningyu rests his back on the village and faces the boundless fields and rivers. His eyes are not filled with golden rice fields, and there are no torches and patrolling people on the other side of the river.

The river cut off the village, half life, half dead.

Tomorrow at that time, those people must be like this morning, they must step into the village with the inevitability of Lingbao, and then stay here forever.

If they could face the unknown and cross the big river now, they would find that the inside was not as deep and foggy as the outside world saw.

Ningyu has always been indifferent to life and death, whether it's her own life or the life of others, it can't make him have the slightest ups and downs.

His eyes and heart are always filled with the past, he is like a living dead living in the present, but his soul wandered long ago.

Perhaps he should have died long ago, in countless dangerous duels.

But he was alive and well, and he became everyone's fear.

Many things flickered in his eyes, and then he fell into silence. He caught the butterflies in the rolling grass and made a slightly cool smile.

"You are here."

It was a firm statement, Ningyu pinched the thin wings of the butterfly, and with a light swipe, the weak life disappeared at the fingertips.

Xuanyuguan and Lin Chiqing stepped out of the shadows and looked at the broken and flying butterfly, which was a spiritual butterfly that was endowed with spiritual thoughts to monitor Ningyu.

Ningyu discovered the stalking early in the morning, and deliberately walked down, letting the people behind the scenes watch what he experienced in the dark room.

Xuanyu was concerned about the dullness, and all these things he did were seen by others. Not only was it useless, but he was also led here by counter-use.

Immortal Ningyu invited Jun into the urn, but she and Lin Chiqing confidently fell into the trap without any doubt.

They all underestimated Ningyu.

Ningyu calmly waved her hands, a ball of fire dispelled the coldness of the night, invited people to sit on the floor like old friends for many years, and talked with them naturally.

"His name is Gu Xuehui. I have forgotten what his original name was."

300 years ago, this was a thriving village. The third-rate sect in the torrent of immortal sects was annihilated in the Miemen scramble for resources. The seriously injured elder led a few survivors into the field where monsters and beasts were active. Finally, in the dark Fighting for a place in the mountains.

The first dozens of people multiplied slowly, living an ordinary life in seclusion, and some people who were unwilling to be ordinary were still cultivating immortality, but they only wanted longevity, not fame.

In the spring when the spirit vein was discovered, Elder Suimu's grandson was born at the same time, so he was named Ningyu.

Spirit veins bring wealth and ambition to the village. The Gu family who have been living in peace for decades have left the village one after another, entered the fairy gate or started business.

Ningyu's father was going to the ranks of the fairy gate. Many years later, his father came back to the family, accompanied by a beautiful young woman and young children.

Mother went hunting in the mountains, Ningyu was called by her father alone, and she shared a room with a strange mother and son.

The handsome man whom I haven't seen for a long time pointed to him and told the mother and daughter that this is my son.

Ningyu is very smart, and already knows how to read words and expressions, and he has a premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, the father pointed to the stranger and said to him, "That's your brother and mother."

The 14-year-old Ningyu still doesn't know how to endure. Having been spoiled and grown up, he once looked forward to his father, but looking at this man who almost disappeared from his memory, he suddenly felt aggrieved.

He howled loudly there, alarming the whole village. Flocks of birds flew around him and screamed, "Grandpa! Someone is going to kidnap you. Sell your grandson!"

"..."

In just a moment, before the people in the room could react, a bunch of vicious people were already crowded outside.

The imminent battle scene becomes embarrassing when the man and mother and child are noticed.

Ningyu took advantage of the clamor of the people inside, got rid of the crowd and rushed out. Looking back from a long distance, he saw the dazed and helpless boy in Chinese clothes being squeezed out.

The boy was only about ten years old, crying softly in the deep winter snow and howling wind.

Ningyu lowered her head to look at her clothes that could be seen as rich and expensive, looked fiercely into the distance, and thought, I haven't cried yet, you are crying!In a fit of anger, he held the snowball and smashed it over.

The father shouted true love in the house, the grandfather scolded unfilially inside, the adults in the village talked about infidelity, and a group of children felt wronged for Ningyu.

The father replied loudly, pushed through the crowd and led the white-faced woman out, picked up the helpless boy, and walked to the backyard.

Ningyu froze there motionless, every time he envied others to have a father, he would go to the backyard to rest, there was no one in the dark and empty backyard, and he lay on the bed where his father had slept, trying to recall the vague appearance, bye Heaven and earth, seek to gather together in a dream,

Ningyu wiped her eyes heavily, and ran up the mountain with red eyes.

His mother was the most gifted person in the village, but also the coldest.

He has always been proud of his mother, and dreams of being as strong as her in the future.

In the past, Ningyu often heard people talking behind her back about how talented her mother was, if it wasn't for the sake of the village, she would never have married Gu Qing.

Even if she is married as a woman, she is not ordinary, and her talent gives her the power to be strong without much effort.

Ningyu's mother is not overbearing, she is very kind and talkative, she is diligent and filial, everyone thinks she is a very good person.

Gu Qing entered the fairy gate, she chose to give up her future to be with her son, but now...

Ningyu hugged her mother on the mountain, crying loudly while carrying her wounded mother who died from the monster beast.

"Mom, can you drive them away?"

The young master was used to being willful, and he only followed his heart and said that he didn't want his father. He didn't have many worries, and naturally he didn't see his mother's expression.

After a month of peaceful life, the father and his wife and children lived in the name of seeing their parents, and occasionally came to see Ningyu, but every time Ningyu who had received the news in advance avoided him.

On the other side of the big river, in the cascading mountains and forests, friends from the same village gathered together to feel bad for him, and discussed revenge together. What could they retaliate against?There is no way to deal with adults, only the child.

Ningyu didn't speak, acquiescing to this kind of behavior. The No. 30 father returned to the village for three days, and the son he brought back had a new name "Gu Xuehui", Gu Xuehui, and went home in the snow.

This is his home, not Ningyu's.

Ningyu often went to her mother to cry, and her mother coaxed him to sleep without saying much.

It was also on that day that the partners who got tacit consent started to act. We all played together and swore that it was a lifetime friendship. Gu Ningyu would never be allowed to be wronged!

Revenge fell on Gu Xuehui. During that time, Gu Xuehui was always wounded, taciturn, and looked at people with fear.

Ningyu didn't know what happened to him, she wanted to ask her companion, but she hated it, it's none of my business!

Day by day, he became bearish. In the middle of the second month, his father brought Gu Xuehui into the house, pointed at Ningyu and said, "Did you bring someone to bully Xuehui!"

Ningyu looked at the stranger indifferently.

Gu Qing was out of breath and slapped him.

Ningyu's temper also came up, and she yelled: "Get out!"

Suddenly stabbed the hornet's nest, and many people came to the house after hearing the news, Gu Qing pointed at Fa's wife and said: "You have taught a good son!"

The patriarch rubbed Ningyu's face, sighed heavily, and said to his taciturn daughter-in-law: "I am sorry for your mother and son."

Ning Ning shook his head, held Ning Yu's hand, and turned his back to Gu Qing coldly: "Let's make a clean break."

Gu Qing is used to being popular outside, he has a beautiful wife and son, and the old man is the head of a school, how can he be put on face by others, he is about to get angry, the beautiful woman tugged at his sleeve, showing his disapproval.

Gu Qing endured the words and snorted coldly.

Ningyu didn't look back, she looked at Ning Yuan: "Mother, where are we going?"

The patriarch suddenly became ruthless: "You are not allowed to go anywhere! This is your home!"

Gu Qing: "Father!"

Patriarch: "I don't have a son like you! Get out of this village!"

A group of little kids whistled and shouted outside in a strange tone: "Get out~Get out~"

Gu Qing's face was as dark as ink, and he stared at Ning Yuan with hatred.

Ningyu saw it, and the nurse said, "We are living well, why did you come back! You are not welcome here! I am not welcoming you either!"

A group of brats: "Not welcome ~ not welcome ~"

Gu Qing: "Nizi! Why are you here!"

The palm wind howled, Gu Qing didn't plan to strike, just pretended, Ning Ruo suddenly moved, she rushed in front of Gu Qing, the wind cut off a strand of her hair.

She calmly said, "Let's fight."

The author has something to say:

The powerful Ningyu Shangxian who does not belong to any force other than the three clans is ruthless. When he was a child, he was an arrogant and willful young master with a clear mind.