606 Leaving the Carriage in the Wilderness and Heading to the Mounds

There were flowers blooming in any season on earth. Even in winter, one could still admire the Chimonanthus. Naturally, there would be flowers in autumn as well. Lanke Temple was renowned for its osmanthus in autumn. Ning Que hugged Sangsang, who was drenched in blood. For some reason, he thought of the osmanthus trees near the temple and beside solitary graves in the face of death.

Just then, the sword that had come from the skies was already very close to the black horse carriage. It would probably strike Sangsang and him in the next moment. He had not really seen the flying sword, but he had sensed it and knew that it was from the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai. That was why he knew that he and Sangsang would die soon. As such, he did not do anything but hug Sangsang closer to him and waited quietly.