In the Fengming Palace, the Holy Master of the Ji family came in person, knowing that he would come later, Yun Ji looked at the two of them and ordered someone to serve tea to entertain them.
"King Qi retreats, it seems that this seat is really unfortunate," Ji Yue said.
"His Royal Highness has some understanding of cultivation, so he decided to retreat temporarily," Yun Ji explained softly.
"Brother Ning reminded me of this, but I didn't expect King Qi to be in seclusion, unfortunately," Ji Yue said regretfully.
On the seat opposite, Ning Chen picked up the tea and took a sip. He didn't say anything. This excuse is not a clever one, but it was enough. At least, since he was sitting here, the Ji Family Holy Master would not easily attack.
"Did King Qi say when she will leave the customs?" Ji Yue said condensedly.
"It's less than a month, and more than a year and a half," Yun Ji replied.
Ji Yueyue frowned, his eyes swept across the young man who had never spoken, and he had to dispel the fleeting thoughts in his heart.
Although he doesn't want to admit it, this young man of his daughter's age already has the strength to compete with these old guys.
Such a person is not willing to be an enemy easily.
"Brother Ning, please reconsider what I said to you earlier. My Ji family will definitely keep this sentiment in mind," Ji Yue said again.
"Holy Lord, I understand your feelings as a father who wants to save your daughter, but if the Ji family doesn't use those hidden powers, even if I agree to help, it will be very difficult to regain Miss Ji's divine bloodline," Ning Chen replied.
"What if the current strength of my Ji's family is combined with the help of Qilin Pavilion and Butian Pavilion?" Ji Yue said sternly.
"Oh?"
Ning Chen heard it, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and said, "Holy Master, please clarify"
"The Qilin Pavilion and the Butian Pavilion have each promised to send one master in the late stage of the real world and four masters in the early stage of the real realm to help. If the little brother Ning also agrees to take action, I will be 90% sure that I can retake the power of Yuqing's bloodline" Ji Yuechu seriously road.
Ning Chen heard the words, fell silent, looked at the tea leaves floating in the cup, and never replied.
"Brother Ning, that Murong girl should be from the Yingui Sect in the Hongluan Star Region, right?" Ji Yue said.
Ning Chen paused and calmed down immediately, saying, "It seems that the Holy Master already knows." Ji Yue Yue nodded and said, "When Pavilion Master Butian mentioned the girls around you, I guessed it was you, and deliberately concealed it. After this matter, little brother Ning, I don't mean to blackmail you, I just want to say that the Ji family is willing to be your friend.
Friends, I hope that little brother Ning can also help the little girl this time."
Ning Chen sighed softly and said, "When?"
"Five days later" Ji Yue said.
Ning Chen shook his head and said, "Wait for another five days, after ten days, I will do my best to help the Holy Master regain the power of Ji's bloodline"
"Ten days?"
When Ji Yue heard this, he frowned slightly, weighed it for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I will wait until ten days later, little brother Ning, ten days later, I will wait for you at Ji's house."
"Definitely" Ning Chen nodded.
"Then I will say goodbye first, Miss Yun, please say hello to His Royal Highness King Qi for this seat, sorry for the inconvenience."
Ji Yue got up, looked at the woman not far away, and said politely.
"The Holy Master's words will bring Yun Ji, and the Holy Master will walk slowly." Yun Ji got up and stepped forward to send them off.
Ji Yueyue nodded, didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked outside the hall.
Yun Ji sent him out of the hall and watched the back of the former leaving. After a while, he looked back at the young figure in the hall and said, "Mr. Ning, do you really want to help the Ji family attack the Hades?"
"Um"
Ning Chen nodded and said, "When I first arrived in the Hongluan Star Territory, I already had a grudge with the Underworld. Even if I don't go to them, they will find me again sooner or later." "Ning son, be careful, I have heard His Highness mentioned that the strength of the Underworld once ranked at the top of many inheritances in ancient times. Except for the underworld, no one can compare it. Although it has declined now, no one knows how much this behemoth still retains.
Strength," Yun Ji reminded sternly.
"I will pay attention, thank you Miss Yunji for reminding me," Ning Chen replied. After Yun Ji walked to the throne in the palace, she stretched out her hand and held out a simple and beautiful sword, and said softly, "This is Your Highness's Fengming Sword. Your Highness said that if you encounter a strong enemy, let me temporarily lend this sword to your son. The son is in the form of Fengyuan, and he has this Fengming sword
, the strength will be even higher.”
Ning Chen looked at the sword in the woman's hand in front of him. After a while, he reached out to take it and said, "Thank you."
The sword protruded three inches, the red clouds filled the sky, a strange light flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, and the Feng Yuan in his body surged along with them, pulling each other.
Seeing this, Yun Ji's face flashed with surprise and a strong breath.
The sword blade returned to its sheath, and Ning Chen's aura gradually subsided, he nodded in greeting, and immediately turned to leave the hall.
Looking at the figure that was gradually receding in front of her, Yun Ji sighed in her heart. Ever since she first met, she couldn't see through this person. Regardless of strength and thought, this person seemed to be hidden in the fog and never really showed anyone.
Perhaps, only the women around him could understand him.
In the West Courtyard, Ning Chen took out the Fengming Sword and handed it to Li Ning, and said softly, "This is the Fengming Sword that His Royal Highness asked Yunji to borrow from me."
"Have you agreed to the request of the Holy Master Ji?" Li Ning took the sword and said.
"Um"
Ning Chen nodded and said, "After all, Miss Ji cares for Ruoxi and Wulei, plus the grievances between Hades and me, this time, let's settle them together."
After hearing it, Qing Ning was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "If you promise, promise, ten days later, Ruoxi and I will return to Zhongzhou with no tears first. This girl's injury needs to rest for a long time, and it is not appropriate to stay in the Palace of King Qi."
"Take Yin'er with you. She hasn't been back for a long time. Senior Sword Master and Yin'er's mother must also miss this girl very much," Ning Chen said softly.
"Okay, but this girl has a wild temperament and can't be idle. It is estimated that she will come to you in a few days after returning home," Qing Ning said helplessly.
"If she wants to come back, she can come by herself. She has the sword move I sent on her body, plus the Xiwang hairpin. As long as she doesn't encounter too powerful enemies, her life will be fine," Ning Chen replied.
Qing Ning nodded lightly, with a hint of gentleness on her face, and said, "When you first brought her, she was just a little girl who couldn't afford to sleep in bed, but I didn't expect her cultivation base to be better than you It's high, time flies really fast"
"Yin'er's talent is good, her mind is simple, and it's not surprising that she can cultivate quickly. If the source of the awakening gifted to her by the seniors of the Skytalker in the future, I may not be able to beat this girl," Ning Chen said with emotion.
Qing Ning smiled and said, "At that time, no one will be able to control her. You should work hard as a master, but don't be overtaken by this girl."
"Exceed and exceed"
Ning Chen smiled lightly, and said, "As a teacher, don't you just hope that your disciple can be better than the blue one? If Yin'er can really surpass me one day and become famous all over the world, I will have light on my face as a master"
"Sir, Murong is awake"
Not far away, the door opened, Ruoxi came and said.
"Go and accompany her more," Lime said softly.
Ning Chen nodded and walked towards the room in front.
"Ms. Lime"
Ruoxi called out, tears in her eyes unconsciously, and the sadness was unbearable.
Qing Ning sighed softly and said, "Ruoxi, this is something no one can change. Murong understands, and Ning Chen also understands that Murong chose freedom back then, at least, she never regretted it."
If Xixian clenched her hands tightly, there was hatred in her tears, Yinguizong and Butian Pavilion, in order to maintain the so-called alliance, would not hesitate to sacrifice an innocent woman, which is really hateful.
In a room not far away, Ning Chen sat beside the bed and looked at the woman who had just woken up on the bed, with a gentle expression, "How do you feel?"
"It's much better," Murong replied with a weak smile.
"Let's sleep again, more rest will help your body," Ning Chen said softly.
"I'm not going to sleep, I've been in the house for too long and I'm a little bored. Can you help me up? I want to go out for a walk." Murong looked out the window, his voice faintly inaudible.
"Um"
Ning Chen responded lightly, stepped forward and carefully lifted him up, his movements were so gentle, as if he was worried about breaking the porcelain doll in his arms.
Murong got up, walked out of the room with the help of the people around him, and walked outside.
The Fengming Palace in autumn is very beautiful. The maple leaves are flying in the sky, red as flames, which is fascinating.
Murong looked at the maple leaves in the courtyard with a bright smile on her face. She had missed too much in this life, but she never expected that in this last day, she would get the happiness she never dared to hope for in her life.
The miniature of the tenth day gradually passed in the red maples falling from the sky. On the tenth day, Ning Chen never left Murong for half a step, accompanied by day and night, watching day and night.
The yellow spring devoured the body, and the toxicity spread. Murong's beautiful eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and neither the maple leaves nor the sunset could be seen. However, with the company of people around him, Murong always had a smile on his face.
"Master, you have to remember me..."
The words fell, and Murong fell asleep forever leaning on the shoulders of the person beside him, with a trace of satisfaction, reluctance, and no regrets on his face.
Ning Chen sat there quietly, his eyes could no longer see a trace of fluctuations, perhaps the pain was too deep, and he had no idea what the pain was.
At the back, Ruoxi kept shaking and turned around, tears dripping down, wetting her clothes.
On the side, Qing Ning's expression darkened. Is this the will of God? If the sky can't be resisted, the fate can't be reversed, so what's the use of their cultivation
The cold wind blew, the red maples flying in the sky, Ning Chen got up, picked up the woman beside him, walked forward, and said softly, "Sister Qingming, help me to bury Murong, the time agreed with the Ji family is coming, I have to leave. "
"Um"
Qing Ning nodded, took out the Fengming Sword and handed it to the person in front of her, and said, "Be careful along the way"
Ning Chen responded lightly, took the Fengming Sword, and walked out of the courtyard without saying any more.
Looking at the back of the son leaving, Ruoxi flashed a sigh of relief, why, this time, she could no longer feel any emotional fluctuations in the son, does the son really not hurt
Outside Fengming City, the red-clothed figure walking forward had a terrifyingly calm expression, taking a steady step and not seeing the slightest turbulence. After a few breaths, the red clothes went away, and behind, where Zhiming passed by, the earth suddenly rumbled and vibrated, and cracks criss-crossed, reaching thousands of feet away.