"Wow, wow..."

That night, it started to rain lightly in the wasteland.

An old monk with a dark face and shabby robes walked out of the sinkhole in the distance and walked step by step towards the gray carriage parked next to the Bodhi tree.

Ning Que suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyes are a little cold.

In the carriage, he had to temporarily put down Sangsang, who was already very weak in his arms.

"Be careful."

Sangsang opened her mouth weakly.

"Yeah."

Ning Cao nodded.

He bowed down, opened the gray curtain on the carriage and walked out.

The old monk was very close in the rain, and the wrinkles on his forehead were clearly visible. If you look closely, you can see gravel falling, which is some dust caught in the wrinkles of his dark skin.

Look at the appearance.

He should be an ascetic.

Ning Que then showed a trace of compassion in his eyes: "Old monk, you shouldn't have come."

Put aside the opposition.

He still respects the ascetic monk.

Standing in the rain, the old monk pronounced a Buddha's name: "I shouldn't have come, but for the sake of the safety of the world, I came anyway. Who could have imagined that the thirteenth gentleman of the academy and the daughter of Hades would not go to the extreme."

The Northern Wasteland actually came to the Xuankong Temple in the far west of me?"

The rain continued to fall, and became heavier and heavier, as if the whole space between the two of them was filled.

It also affects the sight of the two of them.

From what the old monk meant, he probably didn't welcome Ning Que very much, but he was already here and the daughter of Pluto was right in front of him, so there was no reason to let him go.

Ning Que said: "You are an ascetic. I respect your way of practice very much, and based on your behavior and knowledge, you should be different from ordinary monks who don't care about childbirth. So if you want to leave now, I can let you go."

It really doesn’t answer the question.

The old monk sighed: "Sure enough, the Thirteenth Master of the Academy, as rumored, is the best fighter in the world. He knows clearly that the underworld has a different path, and that meeting him will lead to life and death, but he still does not forget to mess with my mind. However...

...."

An ascetic.

He must be a person with a firm mind.

Whatever you decide and say, you will always do what you say.

So.

So Ning Que took action in advance.

Sneak attack.

The old monk's expression suddenly condensed, and he felt two extremely sharp swords. He didn't know when he had quietly cut Qiu Yu in front of him, came in front of him, and then began to cut himself like an old vine.

Tough skin like dead wood.

Danger!!!

The old monk urgently avoided suspicion.

Back, back, back, back, back...

And it was the traces naturally produced by the late night showers that were cut open, which exposed the trajectory of the two sword intents and gave the old monk enough time to react. But even so, although the old monk

He was able to escape, but the gray monk's robes were still cut into countless rags by the overflowing sword intent, slowly falling from his old and dark skin.

"Winter...winter...winter..."

Ning Que got off the carriage.

He walked towards him step by step, each step was like stepping on the old monk's heart, rising and falling with the sound of his heart. For a moment, the old monk turned pale and trembled all over, as if a weight was being pressed down on his body.

Dashan.

"You shouldn't have come, I already told you."

Ning Que sighed quietly.

It's not that she doesn't want to fight a fair fight with the other party, but that there is Sang Sang behind her, and the little maid who is still ill cannot withstand the slightest setback, so she has no choice but to aggrieve the ascetic old monk in front of her.

"Pfft---"

The old monk vomited blood.

As Ning Que got closer and closer, the huge mental pressure caused his face to begin to distort. He had no choice but to sit cross-legged, even with his chest, to protect his heart that was about to explode, and an extremely pure

The distant Buddha's breath suddenly emerged spontaneously, like a light shield. After expanding, it protected his whole body, blocking out all the wind and rain.

"You are not human."

"You are a devil... Devil, the daughter of Hades. The old monk is wrong. How can anyone who can be by her side be a mortal..." Ning Que's mental pressure was temporarily blocked.

, the old monk can now speak.

But the eyes.

But also very desperate.

Just like Ning Que said, he shouldn't have come at all.

"I'm sorry."

"Now let me tell you that you should be the first creature above the fifth realm that I have killed. It turns out that not far away, am I, Ning Que, already so strong?"

Ning Que only stretched out one hand and an index finger, and touched the forehead of the old monk who was sitting cross-legged. He heard a "bang" sound, and the pure Buddha's breath used to protect the old monk's forehead was gone.

Being penetrated.

The old monk's expression froze.

Ning Que took his finger back.

There is already a small empty hole on the old monk's forehead, and through this small hole, you can actually see the rain curtain behind the old monk.

No blood was shed.

White, red and nothing.

Just this small finger has actually dried all the blood and other moisture-containing tissues in the old monk's body.

Ning Que was stunned for a moment, and he also knew that he had just used the power of the Dao Palace realm, the power of the heart fire hidden in the heart of the heart in his body, to dry up this powerful old monk and ascetic in an instant.

.

Forget it.

Too lazy to think about it again.

Ning Que turned around and walked back into the gray carriage.

"Who is it?"

Seeing Ning Que come in, Sangsang struggled to sit up, her face looking pale.

Ning Que felt so distressed that he quickly hugged the other person in his arms, and patiently explained: "He is an ascetic, but I don't know the specific name, but he should be very strong and possess cultivation skills above the fifth realm."

Because, in the Xuankong Temple, my identity must be very unusual."

That's not the case.

Above the Five Realms, no matter which unknown place they are placed, they should be the people at the top of the pyramid.

Sang Sang was very worried and said: "You don't know who it is, but you are still so strong, so you just kill him like that?"

She is not for herself.

But for Ning Que.

The daughter of Pluto was born to be the enemy of the whole world, but the man in front of her was different. He should have been able to avoid it. This was for his own sake...

Ning Que smiled and comforted: "Don't think too much. The most important thing now is to recover from your illness. Once you enter the Xuankong Temple, I believe your condition will definitely start to get better."

"But I'm worried..."

"There is nothing to worry about. People all over the world want to kill us. So from now on, I, Ning Que, will kill anyone who stands in front of me, Ning Que, until no one in this world can stop us two.

We are together alone, do you believe me?"

Ning Que said calmly.

Sang Sang said ‘hmm’, and then hugged Ning Que tighter.

The wind rushed in through the small gap in the open window, making a shrill whistle. The big black horse dragged the gray carriage on the wasteland and began to move forward silently and at high speed. According to Ning Que's guidance, at the current speed
To be continued...