A life of clearness

Chapter 644 Meet again

ninth District.

Hong Fei looked at the red line outside the window that was getting closer and closer, and her expression was filled with sadness.

The wooden houses scattered around the periphery of District 9 could indeed be called safe houses to some extent. Once you entered the wooden house, no matter how powerful you were, you would not be able to break in.

But just like the train that will definitely reach its destination in District 49, the seemingly safe cabin also has two fatal weaknesses. One is that the time you can stay in the cabin is strictly limited, and the other is that the red line that keeps shrinking inwards is destroying the cabins outside.

In Hong Fei's eyes, the wooden houses below the area where the red line passed disappeared silently. The area outside the red line had long been annihilated into nothingness.

time to go.

If they didn't leave, they would be eliminated by the rules. However, the closer they got to the inner area of ​​District 9, the fewer wooden houses there were, and there was no way they could survive by hiding in a wooden house.

Hong Fei knew very well that he had to find Rong Qing as soon as possible.

It was not just the pressure of survival, but more importantly, the Dao Yun on her was extremely precious, and it had saved her life many times in crisis. If she died, the Dao Yun would fall into the hands of outsiders.

"Senior Sister, where are you?" Hong Fei murmured in a low voice.

She now relies on shrinking the earth into an inch and hiding in wooden houses in all directions. The ninth district is as large as three Qinghang worlds, and its vast periphery allows Hong Fei to perfectly play the cheating weapon of shrinking the earth into an inch.

The monks who surrounded and chased her finally managed to intercept her, but Hong Fei simply shrunk into an inch and ran to another direction. Even if the ninth level of the Spiritual Transformation came, he would be dumbfounded.

They can't shrink the earth into an inch. Even if they do a good job of hiding, if they really cross half of the realm to chase Hong Fei, the probability of being discovered by other forces is 100%. Even if they catch up with him with great determination, but Hong Fei escapes again by shrinking the earth into an inch, I'm afraid he will be so angry that he will vomit blood.

People like Li Ji pursued Hong Fei in a very low-key manner. Even if they found any traces, they would lie in wait and kill Hong Fei when he let down his guard.

Li Ji also knew that as the red line got closer, Hong Fei's advantage would become smaller and smaller.

"Let me see where you will choose..." Li Ji looked at the huge compass floating in front of him, and quickly calculated in his mind the possible location of Hong Fei's next shrinking the earth into an inch.

If you want to kill Hong Fei, you either have to choose the moment when she leaves the wooden house and starts to shrink the earth into an inch, or the moment when she finishes shrinking the earth into an inch and enters the wooden house.

Li Ji plans to... prepare for both situations.

Li Ji was sure of Hong Fei's current location, so she led the main force of the team to hide outside the wooden house, while the rest of the team was divided into small groups and ambushed in advance at the ten wooden houses that Hong Fei was most likely to go to. Hong Fei's condition dropped sharply after escaping death, and even a small monk could kill her at that time.

Li Ji's order spread quickly among the thousands of people. All the monks were well-trained, and the monks who were sent to ambush in advance were like geese, constantly breaking away from the fast-moving silent team and disappearing.

The crawling swallow in the compass has not moved for a long time.

There was a determined smile on Li Ji's lips.

"Swallow, oh swallow, you can't escape from my grasp."

The huge compass turned into a streak of light and flew back into Li Ji's sleeve.

……

"I'm hiding like this, so Senior Sister may not be able to find my whereabouts at all."

Hong Fei paced in the wooden house for a long time, and finally made up his mind, "I must take the initiative to expose myself. For the sake of shrinking the earth into an inch, Senior Sister will definitely get the news about me."

Even if the risk is huge, you have no choice but to grit your teeth and take a gamble.

In order to gather the monks but avoid being in the center of the battle, Hong Fei had only one choice - the White Tower.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Dude, dunk, dunk.

The smooth and rhythmic sound caused the woman in white to look at the wooden door in horror, not daring to make any sound.

I knocked on the door because I knew there was someone inside.

But is the person outside the door an enemy or a friend? Hong Fei's heart was beating fast, and he didn't dare to make a judgment easily. He couldn't use the shrinking earth in the wooden house. If he opened the door to the enemy, it would be exactly what the enemy wanted. But Hong Fei thought about it and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Whether he opened the door or not, he still had to leave the wooden house when the time came.

This time he is really trapped in a jar.

"Excuse me, who are you?" After realizing this, Hong Fei decided to die with a clear mind.

A clear female voice came from outside the door.

"it's me."

The familiar voice stunned Hong Fei.

The black-clothed female cultivator stood outside the door leisurely with the bright moon hanging behind her. She smiled and said, "Yu Rong."

The wooden door was opened from the inside.

Two female cultivators, one inside the door, the other outside, time seemed to stop at this moment. Their eyes met and they carefully examined each other's faces.

It was her, no doubt about it. Hong Fei's body, which had been tense since entering District 9, finally relaxed. He raised his hand to touch her but hesitated in mid-air.

Hong Fei knew that Rong Qing never liked too much physical contact.

But Rong Qing took a step forward, stepped over the threshold, and leaned over to embrace Hong Fei in her arms.

"Long time no see." Rong Qing rested her chin on Hong Fei's shoulder and sighed, "I missed you so much."

Hong Fei laughed, reached out and hugged Rong Qing back: "I miss you, too." He patted her back soothingly with his right hand.

They had just met before the Sequence War, hadn't they? Hong Fei actually didn't quite understand Rong Qing's suppressed excitement.

But how could Rong Qing not be excited? It had been too long... It was less than a hundred years, but Rong Qing felt that it had been longer than the eight hundred years in the Arctic snow mountains. So many things had happened since she left the White Stone Realm.

Venture into secret realms, fight against geniuses, accept inheritance of titles, travel to the past to listen to teachings from the Lord of Immortality, and seize innate life amid the great terror of life and death.

The Lord of Tao, the Sovereign of Tao and even the Lord of Immortality are no longer symbols in distant legends, but powerful beings standing before her in real life.

These were all scenes that Rong Qing could never imagine in her mother world. Now that she suddenly met her old friends from the sect in the Baishi world, she seemed to see herself again, who had been practicing alone in the snowy mountains for the past hundred years.

There are also old friends from Baishijie.

"They..." Rong Qing started to speak but paused. For a moment, she couldn't tell whose news she wanted to ask first.

Wang Chuan, who is now in charge of Liuguang Sword Sect?
Or are they Jiajia, Duguzhi and others in the mortal world? Have the disciples of Baishi Temple taken good care of them?

Rong Qing suddenly realized that decades may be a light number for a cultivator, just the time of a retreat, but for a mortal it is too heavy. So heavy that it can easily separate life from death.

Why have you ignored them for so many years?
Maybe it’s not that you don’t know, but that you choose not to see it.

If Dugu Zhi were still alive, Rong Qing would probably be able to see the man in the wheelchair calmly saying hurtful words: "A cultivator can protect mortals, but he cannot accompany them day and night. My father is like this, and Mr. Yu is no different from him. However, weighing and choosing is the simplest and most natural truth. In this principle, mortals and cultivators are no different. Mr. Yu does not need to blame himself. It is not easy to be responsible for yourself in this world."

measure.

trade-offs.

Rong Qing had made the decision long ago. If she showed weakness, it would make Dugu Zhi laugh.

A light cough was heard.

"Although it's a bit of a downer, I hope Your Highness will forgive me." Li Ji's face was not very good, "But I really don't know how to distinguish the agreement between Your Highness and me?"

Hong Fei then raised her head, and was surprised to find that the force that had been tracking her for some time had finally shown up. Thousands of people were either standing or suspended in the air, and their positions were very particular, surrounding the wooden house tightly and blocking all escape routes.

If Dugu Zhi was still alive... I would just want to beat myself to death in Chapter 223 of Volume 0.0
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