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Chapter 501 Xue Tian proud of Dongfang Ningxin, I am waiting for you in the flood

Chapter 501 Snow Sky Ao Dongfang Ningxin, I’m waiting for you in the wild

Xue Tianao was unwilling to give in, and headed towards Bai Lianque in front of him despite the pressure, but his sword was deflected by the self-destructive force of the Ice-cold Protector.

The sword slid across the petals of the white lotus, and there was a "chi" sound, but only one petal was cut off. The white lotus altar was intact, but Xue Tianao was thrown out by the self-destruction.

Dongfang Ning was anxious for Xue Tianao's safety and prepared to forcefully break through the seven gods' siege, but she was still too weak after all. Not only did she fail to force her way through, but she was surrounded by the seven gods instead.

As soon as Han Yanuo saw this situation, he knew that he would not be happy today. The black whirlwind rose again. Han Yanuo took advantage of the moment when the six guardians were affected by the black whirlwind, turned around and walked out of the Ice Palace.

At this time, Xue Tianao and Dongfang Ningxin had no time to care about Han Yanuo's whereabouts, because Dongfang Ningxin had been forced by the seven god kings to no longer be able to play the strings of the phoenix harp. The blood of the seven gods was about to leave Dongfang.

There is only half an inch of peace left.

Xue Tianao fell against the stone pillar, not caring that his internal organs were in pain as if it were burning with fire. Before he could stand still, he grabbed his sword and flew towards him. However, no matter how fast he was, he still couldn't keep up with the distance between the seven gods and Dongfang Ningxin.

"Dongfang Ningxin, hold on." Xue Tianao was so anxious that his heart was in his throat. At this moment, he was even more helpless than when he was on the Yellow River, because the seven gods were about to occupy Dongfang Ningxin's body. This was Xue Tian'ao.

Tian Ao cannot accept it.

He would rather Dongfang Ningxin die than accept her body being occupied by the seven gods, not anyone.

"Qinran, come out quickly, come out quickly, or I will smash the Phoenix Qin if you don't come out." At this critical moment, Dongfang Ningxin suddenly thought of the contract issue. She not only contracted with the little dragon but also Qinran.

If she were to die, Qinran would have to die too.

Qin Ran? The seven gods don't care what Dongfang Ning's name is at this moment, because no one except the God King can save him at this moment.

The eyes of the seven gods flashed red at the same time. At this time, they were like travelers walking in the desert encountering an oasis. The seven gods greedily pounced on Dongfang Ningxin's neck.

"Ah" Dongfang Ningxin screamed in pain, the tears in her eyes fell down to the Phoenix Qin. At the same time, Dongfang Ningxin also directed all the energy in her body to her four legs and bones.

Instead of having her body taken over by the seven gods, she would rather self-destruct.

But Dongfang Ningxin forgot that she was just the primary level of the King's Qi. Even self-explosion was a luxury with such Qi.

Standing in mid-air and letting his body fall, Dongfang Ning closed his eyes helplessly.

At the moment when Dongfang Ningxin resigned to his fate, a long-lost voice rang in his ears, and the seven gods who were attacking Dongfang Ningxin's neck were instantly bounced away.

"Dongfang Ningxin, haven't you always been stubborn and arrogant? You showed your courage to let go even under my hand. Why are you so timid now that you are actually afraid of a small resentful spirit body?"

The voice was as clear and noble as ever, but it contained a hint of contempt and ridicule.

Dongfang Ningxin opened her eyes suddenly, and at this time Xue Tianao also rushed to Dongfang Ningxin's side, looking up at the man in black clothes standing proudly in front of her.

Seeing the person coming, Xue Tianao and Dongfang Ningxin knew that their danger was over. They both breathed a sigh of relief and raised the corners of their mouths slightly. He was the only man in the world who could wear black so elegantly - God.

Wang Ming.

At this time, the God King looked at Xue Tianao and Dongfang Ningxin with a faint glance, and there was no trace of the murderous intent he had at the Demon Flame Valley that day.

Xue Tianao and Dongfang Ningxin calmed down and said with a feeling of surviving after a disaster.

"Ming, why are you here?"

"Why am I here?"

Ming Wanming looked at the Seven Gods Resentment Body circulating on the fingertips of his right hand with disdain. His lazy and casual look did not take the Seven Gods Resentment Body in his eyes at all.

The Resentment Body of the Seven Gods was caught by Ming seemingly casually, but in fact, the seven gods' lifebloods were locked by Lao Lao. They desperately wanted to escape from Ming's grasp, but they could only twist and struggle painfully between Ming's fingers.

A harsh "squeaking" sound occurs from time to time, but it cannot escape the fate of being used as a toy.

Ming withdrew his eyes with satisfaction, and said to Xue Tianao and Dongfang Ning: "Aren't you asking for help? I thought you wouldn't ask for help."

If it weren't for the screams of the seven gods, Xue Tianao and Dongfang Ningxin would have suspected that Ming said this out of curiosity rather than Leng Ao's ridicule.

Dongfang Ningxin did not answer Ming's question. Instead, after the crisis was resolved, she first checked the injuries of Xue Tian'ao and her own. After confirming that although Xue Tian'ao was seriously injured, she was not alive, she asked Xiang Ming: "Ming, Ming,

Where is Qinran?"

Dongfang Ningxin's voice did not blame or question, not because Ming was the supreme divine king, but because Dongfang Ningxin did not hate Ming from the bottom of her heart.

At the first glance, Dongfang Ningxin knew that she liked Ming. That kind of love was different from her love for Xue Tianao. It was a kind of dependent love and an unconditional love.

Even if she knew that Ming used empathy to contain them, even if she knew that the narrow escape through the Demon Flame Valley was set up by Ming, Dongfang Ningxin still didn't blame Ming, and still couldn't hate Ming. Deep down in her heart, Dongfang Ningxin always felt that Ming did this.

He had no choice but to do so.

"Qinran?"

Ming murmured the name, a trace of panic flashed through his eyes like clear springs, and he tightened his right hand on the Resentful Body of the Seven Gods.

There was a "pop" and a cry, and only six of the seven resentful bodies were left. However, no one cared about the fate of the seven resentful bodies at this time. Dongfang Ning felt a little uneasy and asked again.

"Ming, what happened to Qinran?"

Dongfang Ningxin will never forget that they were able to escape from the trap set up by Ming in the Demon Flame Valley because of Qinran's help.

Under the Demon Flame Valley, when she shed tears of love to Ming Shi, Dongfang Ningxin felt for the first time Ming's determination to kill them, so she was very worried about Qin Ran. Even though she knew that Qin Ran was not dead now, sometimes he would be

It's not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that even death is a luxury, such as when she was attacked by the resentful bodies of the seven gods just now.

Her long eyelashes were gently fanned down, covering up the confusion in her eyes. Ming returned to her white lotus-like noble and elegant tone, and said in a very calm tone: "Don't worry, Qinran will be fine. I will send you

Give me the phoenix harp."

Stretching out his left hand, Dongfang Ningxin could not refuse.

After getting the Phoenix Qin, Ming tightened his right hand on the Resentment Body of the Seven Gods. Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao looked at the remaining six phantoms, which were like eggs, snapping one by one in Ming's hand.

The seven gods' resentful bodies disappeared from Ming's hands.

When the resentful bodies of the seven gods disappeared, the six guardians of Binghan, who were frightened by Ming's momentum, also exploded and died. The Binghan that had spanned Zhongzhou for thousands of years was so vulnerable in Ming's eyes.

"Have they completely disappeared?" Dongfang Ningxin looked at Ming Kongkong's left hand and the white lotus that suddenly turned into powder in the stone room behind Ming Kong. She breathed a big sigh of relief. The resentful bodies of the seven gods of the cold master disappeared, and they

There is one less powerful enemy.

"Disappear? How is that possible?" Ming's tone sounded a little like adding insult to injury, but to people's ears it sounded like a child's anger, which made people find it hard to dislike.

Ming held the Phoenix Qin carefully with both hands. When he saw the blood on the Phoenix Qin, he frowned slightly and was very dissatisfied with Dongfang Ningxin's rude treatment of the Phoenix Qin.

He stretched out his sleeves and wiped away the blood on the Phoenix Qin bit by bit. Ming didn't mind at all that his black clothes were stained with blood, and his movements were meticulous and gentle. While wiping, he replied to Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao's questions.

"Since they dared to make a contract with the gods and demons back then, they had to pay a price. The souls of the seven gods, such a high-standard sacrifice, how could the gods and demons allow them to disappear."

"Gods and demons? What does he have to do with Demon Flame Valley?"

"It doesn't matter. Gods and demons are not as free as me. They just run to Zhongzhou when they have nothing to do." After Ming wiped the blood on the Phoenix Qin, he took out the Qingsi Tears that he had been keeping close to him, and skillfully reinstalled the Qingsi Tears on the Phoenix Qin.

On the piano body.

After the strings were set, Ming used his fingers that were even more delicate than a woman's to gently pluck the strings. His movements were elegant and gentle. At the moment when he was playing the piano, Ming was like a white lotus in full bloom. He was noble and beautiful, and had the ability to drive women all over the world crazy.

, but he didn't notice it at all.

After confirming that the sound of the piano had achieved the desired effect, Ming grinned. For the first time, Ming smiled so unbefitting his identity, just like a child who wanted to please adults. He placed both hands of the Phoenix Qin in front of Dongfang Ningxin and said happily.

"Qinran, look, I've repaired your piano."

"Ming?" Dongfang Ningxin said cautiously and looked at Xue Tian'ao a little uneasily. Such a Ming was so unfamiliar. They would rather face the cold and arrogant Ming who refused to be seen thousands of miles away.

Boom.

Ming's eyes suddenly lost focus, and the Phoenix Qin in his hand slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Ming silently squatted down, picked up the Phoenix Qin, carefully brushed off the dust on the Qin, and handed it to Dongfang Ningxin.

"Take it, protect him well, don't let him get hurt again, next time you treat Phoenix Qin like this, I will kill you."

Ming handed the Phoenix Qin into Dongfang Ningxin's hand, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Ming" Dongfang Ning held Qin in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but feel sour. This Ming no longer has the aloof demeanor of a god king, nor the noble and arrogant elegance of a lotus. Such Ming is like an abandoned person.

The child clearly knew that he had no qualifications to feel sorry for a god king, but at this moment Dongfang Ningxin felt that Ming needed people's care.

"Oh, by the way, let me help you hold that guy. Since you have chosen to become a demon, you shouldn't stay in Zhongzhou."

Ming suddenly turned around, as if he was escaping from something, passed Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao, and walked towards the outside of the Binghan Palace, striding like a meteor, and following Ming's movements, his long hair was flying behind him, wantonly.

And lonely.

When Dongfang Ningxin supported Xue Tianao and followed him to the outer hall, Ming had already caught Han Yanuo, who was secretly hiding outside, in his hands. He looked so thin, but grabbing Han Yanuo was like grabbing a little bird.

Like a chicken, Han Yanuo, who was being carried by Ming, had a frighteningly pale face, and his eyes were faintly filled with fear and begging for mercy.

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