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Speaking of the other shore flower, everyone naturally remembers the battle between Song Ning and Bai Huaren at that time. If there is no other shore flower, Song Ning is indeed gone at this time, but ordinary people are hearing the words `` the other side of the river ''. When it comes to words, they can't avoid it. On the contrary, it is Song Ning. The more they talk about it, the more interested they are.

If this matter is placed on other people, you might not care about the other side of the flower, but Song Ning is different. Several people here naturally know that Song Ning ca n’t discuss the matter of the other side.

"Well, I'll look for the classics later, I hope to find it. If I can't find it, I'm afraid I can only go to the Imperial City." Baishan said.

"Song Ning, what kind of hit our Bai family was on that day, you see it in your eyes, almost all of it was destroyed, and there are not many left. As for the classics, these things are not precious things like cultivation exercises, Others did not care too much, I do n’t know how much is left. ”Bai Ting also explained immediately.

Song Ning nodded: "This matter is bothersome, and the matter is almost the same. Let's eat quickly, so as not to be eaten up by the little girl Xin'er."

Although Song Ning was joking, if Song Ning didn't say it, everyone didn't pay attention. Bai Xin has been eating from the beginning. Until now, he has eaten almost half of the table by himself.

Bai Xin glanced at Song Ning and spit out the core in his mouth, making a small face: "Because it's delicious, I like to eat it. Do you not eat it or let others eat it?"

Everyone laughed, Song Ning pointed to Bai Xin, but said nothing, so everyone began to eat, drink, and the awkward atmosphere was swept away.

At first, Baijia Baishan and the elders were embarrassed to eat like this. After all, there was not much left, but then they discovered the magic of the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion. Except for the fairy fruit, the dishes are automatically supplemented. .

In fact, it is not just dishes, but the wine is constantly replenished automatically. This wine is called Zuixian Brew, and even the gods can be drunk.

In the past, Song Ning did not know the use of drinking, and Xiuwei reached his level. If he said that drinking can be drunk, he was afraid that he would be in the Imperial City only that day. He did not expect to be in the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion today. He was drunk and drink too much.

At the time of sorrow, everyone except Song Ning and Heifeng had been drunk. The Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion was also interesting. When the six people were drunk, the eight pillars behind them turned into beds. Six people lay asleep on the bed.

"Master." Heifeng was flushed at this time, but still holding a wine glass in his hand.

Song Ning nodded, even though he was slightly drunk, he was not drunk.

Heifeng looked at Song Ning, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but when it came to his mouth, he swallowed it back again, as if thinking for a long time, he put the cup by his mouth and wanted to take another sip .

咣 当 ....

The cup fell and the black wind was drunk.

Song Ning smiled faintly, holding the cup alone.

At this time he looked at the cup, and he could not help but recall some deep memories of the past.

He thought of the fairy tomb. In the envy of this demon realm, the face of the fairy corpse he had seen was exactly the same as Leng Yuexiao. At that glance, he would never forget it.

"Xiao Xiao ... If the gossip mirror can't save you without a return, then I should go and see those fairy tombs." Song Ning turned to the cup, which was crystal clear and could reflect Song Ning's face, From his face, he saw the vicissitudes, from his eyes, he saw the pain.

Song Ning slowly leaned back, and finally leaned on the remaining pillar. He suddenly remembered the situation in the imperial city that day. He was above Wangfeng Tower and leaned on the pillar. If it was not Chi Ruo at that time. Lan, I am afraid he has an accident.

Chi Ruolan ...

Song Ning couldn't understand Chi Ruolan's thoughts, and even couldn't figure out how deep Chi Ruolan's feelings were towards him, even being able to give up his own life.

Was she grumbling for Song Ning's sentence at the time, "You don't understand what is love", or was she really "love" to the point where she could give up her life?

But no matter what, Chi Ruolan's feelings, Chi Ruolan has become eternal to Song Ning.

It was a real death. Chi Ruolan's death was a responsibility and a debt to Song Ning.

"If Xiaoxiao knew this thing in the future, would you blame me?" Song Ning smiled lightly, not knowing his thoughts at this moment, but could only see that he was apologetic and hopeful at the same time.

Apologies for Chi Ruolan.

And hope is because the gossip mirror is about to open.

Although I have been thinking that the Bagua Mirror has the power of reincarnation time and space, Song Ning does not know how to save Leng Yuexiao even if the power of the Bagua Mirror's space-time reincarnation really appears.

Song Ning thought while drinking, and finally went to sleep ...

I don't know how long I slept. Song Ning turned sideways and gently fell to the ground. Then he woke up, rubbed his eyes and looked at everything around him.

Immortal fog haunts, and a lot of flowing clouds float in the sky, colorful and extremely gorgeous. With a little doubt in his heart, he looked around and found no one around.

"Is it in the dream again?" Song Ning's first thought was the scene of a dream on the top of Taihe Mountain that day.

But this time is not the same as before, because Song Ning looked around and found that he was actually in the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion.

Among the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion, apart from the immortal light, only Song Ning was left. Besides, there was no stone bench.

The place that was supposed to be the table was also empty at this time, but as Song Ning stared at it, a few clouds of cloud drifted past, revealing an octagonal groove below.

This groove is not deep, but at a glance I know that it should be an institution.

Octagon....

Song Ning took the gossip mirror out of the storage ring, he leaned down, placed the gossip mirror next to the groove and compared it, and found that the groove completely matched the shape of the gossip mirror!

At this time, Song Ning was sober and said that it was a dream, but the real feeling in the dream was too weird.

"Can it be the dream of power within the Eight Immortals Meteor Pavilion?" Song Ning thought.

Hum ~

At this moment, Song Ning was dizzy, as if it were time and space rewinding, the surrounding space began to be stretched, sometimes bright and dazzling, sometimes dark, it seemed that a long time had passed, but it was like a moment.

When Song Ning opened his eyes again, he saw a little girl in front of him, tickling him with a fur.

"Xin'er." Song Ning looked at these big eyes of water spirits and said.

【Author's Digression】: 4/5