Fortunately, he didn't succeed. Otherwise, his life would have to be explained.

After Lan left, Ling'er turned around and sat down. Since the matter could no longer be avoided, she could only face some things. She just got the answer from him. "Brother Tian, ​​let's give up, let's talk."

Nangong Tianlan was not pretentious and sat down straight. Judging from the little girl's posture, she was going to have to be tried in three parties.

"Brother Tian, ​​do you have any hatred between you and Di Shitian?" She wanted to know this very much, and it was very important. If there was a hatred for killing her father or a hatred for taking her wife, then if she wanted to act as a peace envoy, it would be like dreaming in the daytime, and it would be as difficult as climbing to heaven.

"Does it be hatred? I have no hatred with him. Little girl, the battles in this world are not all because of hatred. Any random thought may trigger a war. Especially, people like us who stand at the peak of power."

"So, does Jun Liufeng have him?" Ling'er captured an important message. Nangong Tianlan seemed to know more than she had imagined.

"Ha, why do you ask this? Did you say this?" He admired the little girl's agility.

"You said, 'I have no grudges with him', that 'yes' is just saying that others have grudges with him? On this continent, the ones that can make Brother Tian talk about, except Di Shitian, should be the leader of the Cangsheng Sect, Jun Liufeng. Is Ling'er guessing wrong?"

Nangong Tianlan raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling'er with a hint of praise, "You guessed it is completely correct!"

Although Ling'er expected this answer, the moment she heard it, she still felt "Gadun" in her heart. There is a hatred between Tiantian and the peach blossom demon? What kind of hatred would it be... "What kind of hatred is that?"

"What should I say, Jun Liufeng..." Nangong Tianlan was about to tell the story, but suddenly his eyebrows tightened, he looked outside the hall, and then said: "Little girl, if you really want to know, come with me. It seems that it is not suitable for telling stories here."

Ling'er also understood what he meant. Listening to the movement, it was Jun Liufengzhe who had returned.

Although the Cangsheng Sect and the "Old Ghost" have no hatred, they are two forces after all. Besides, there is one she in it, so it is better not to meet.

Moreover, Brother Tian’s identity was exposed to him without any benefit.

After thinking about it, Ling'er nodded, "Okay."

Little feet picked up the silver spear on the ground, and the sharp sword tip cut a hole in his arm, and blood fell straight to the ground.

Seeing this, Nangong Tianlan frowned. Before she could understand the purpose of her doing so, she heard Ling'er screaming: "Jun Liufeng, help me!"

Then he quickly turned around, pulled Nangong Tianlan's sleeve, and whispered: "Go!"

Nangong Tianlan nodded and pulled Ling'er and disappeared into the bedroom.

Jun Liufeng followed the sound of the flute and did not find any people from the Cangsheng Sect. He made a quick decision and immediately knew that he had fallen into the trap and quickly rebeled.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the door of the bedroom, he heard Xiaoguai's cry for help, and he immediately flashed in. However, he was still one step late, and he only saw a black shadow flashing by.

When I got closer, I saw that there were still unsolidified blood stains on the ground. It seemed that Xiaoguai was injured.

Damn it, what kind of people are there that dare to catch people under his nose!

Night should be a time when everything is silent and everyone and things are resting. But this night is indeed difficult for some people to endure every second.

In the imperial palace, Jun Liufeng was frowning and the battle situation of the outer emperors of Yang Lin's thirteen states killing the sky is imminent.

At this moment, Di Shitian and his group had been forced into a desperate situation. One step forward was to seek enemy troops, and the next step was to have a cliff.

Dan Feng glanced at the scarred and panting soldier, Di Shitian's eyes were a little colder than that of the severe winter month.

After that strange launcher, they encountered a sneak attack by the man in black. Of course, if they were just fighting each other, they would not be in such a passive situation.

During the fight, the men in black didn't know what they had cast into the air, and they instantly smog and lost their strength.

At this moment, except for the slightly better internal strength, the rest of the people were already lying on the ground with weak body, or they were dead.

The cold wind whistled through the steep mountain walls, and the sound of the shrill winds came into my ears, just like the sound of life-seeking from hell, making people shudder. Perhaps because of the injury, it seemed that the temperature had become much colder.

Dugu Cinema took off his coat and wanted to put it on Di Shitian, but Di Shitian refused.

He grabbed Dugu Cinema's hand that was dressed in robe and slowly shook his head, "Gu Wudun, don't do this, you put it on."

In order to protect Di Shitian, Dugu Cinema suffered more serious injuries. The knife edges of his body were large and small, and the traces of being injured by ropes. His purple robe was ragged, but it did not affect the aristocratic style he showed in his every move. Just like Di Shitian, gold is gold, and diamonds are diamonds. Even if they were covered with dust and buried in filth, they could not change their essence.

"The King..." Looking at the situation in front of me, Dugu Cinema showed this at a loss for the first time. This time, I returned to the palace and died for a lifetime, which was within their expectations, but I didn't expect that it would be so dangerous.

The murderous intent is one step ahead, and one wave is better than another. Moreover, this method is very tricky, unlike the previous competition with the "Old Gui" and the Cangsheng Sect. Every link is designed for the king, which makes it difficult to resolve.

From the launcher, they stepped into the pre-set places of death step by step. So far, let alone cracking, they had never figured out the way they dealt with them. This battle was the most cowardly battle that Di Shitian had fought in history. So for the first time, Dugu Cinema lost confidence in his heart.

Could it be that this time, they really can't escape... He was confused.

Suddenly, a pair of cold big hands attached to his arm. Dugu Cinema instantly came back to its senses and saw Di Shitian holding his arm, "King..."

"Cinema, do you remember how we met?" He has not called his name for many years. It seems that it started after he ascended the throne.

Have you met? Of course he remembers that such important things and deep things are hard to forget as long as the person in his memory.

He remembered that it was when he was eleven years old, following his father and participating in a royal hunt.
Chapter completed!