Between heaven and earth, Bingyu Xueji seemed to be unable to hear or see anything.
But she could clearly feel that the people around her were yelling and running away.
None of the tribesmen she once swore to protect to the death came to check on her injuries or help her.
Bingyu Xueji's heart was completely cold.
The sound of the wall cracking continued. Bingyu Xueji opened her eyes with difficulty, and in an instant she saw a pair of black shoes floating in the sky.
These are not their tribe's shoes.
The shoes were black mixed with red. In the past, Bingyu Xueji would have frowned, but now Bingyu Xueji felt that such shoes looked good.
Ning Yu descended from the sky and landed at the feet of Bingyu Xueji.
He frowned and shook his head. He first sensed Bingyu Xueji's injury, and when he confirmed that there was no major problem, he felt relieved.
Although he seemed to be forcing Bingyu Xueji to go back with him, it didn't mean that he wanted to kill her.
If he killed her...then he wouldn't be able to go back and deliver the goods.
Seeing Bingyu Xueji open her eyes, Ning Yu looked at her with regret and said, "You are too irritable.
I didn't even think of hurting you, but you rushed up to die on your own."
Bingyu Xueji closed her eyes and turned her head, not looking at him.
Ning Yu chuckled, squatted down next to her, and said calmly: "Stop struggling, come back with me, I promise not to hurt you, and I promise not to hurt your tribe again, I just need you to stay by my master's side.
.
After helping my master get the throne, if you still want to come back, maybe I will help you intercede with the master."
"I don't have much time left. If you want to kill me or cut me into pieces, it's up to you."
Hearing this, Ning Yu was startled, then his expression froze and he asked: "Is what the old man said just now true?"
Bingyu Xueji did not reply, and even gave up absorbing spiritual power to treat herself.
Suddenly her chin was pinched, Bingyu Xueji frowned, opened her eyes and glared at Ning Yu.
Ning Yu forced Bingyu Xueji to open her eyes and asked fiercely: "You really only have one year left before you are no longer Xueji?"
What waited for him were only the shouts of the surrounding tribesmen and the silence of the people in front of him.
Ning Yu was terrified.
The monarch is only afraid that his life span will be a hundred years, and according to tradition, the new monarch should succeed one year before the monarch's life span is exhausted.
If Bingyu Xueji really has one year left...then what's the difference between not taking her back?
"explain!
"Ning Yu glared at Bingyu Xueji fiercely, and even used her hands harder.
But in an instant, Bingyu Xue Ji's chin turned red from his pinch.
"Where did the successor Xue Ji go?
!
"
"have no idea."
Bingyu Xueji said lightly, but what she said was indeed the truth.
At this moment, she just wanted Xue Wuchen to run away and never come back with Yu Xian Zao again.
"have no idea?"
"You give me a sense!
As her mother, how could you not know where she is now!
"
"Your Excellency," Bingyu Xueji said with difficulty, "They have been gone for a long time, and after sending them away, I never thought about knowing where she went. She is free."
I wanted to strangle Bingyu Xueji to death immediately, but I thought that I couldn't find a successor to Xueji, so this Xueji was the only one left...
After all, this is the current hope.
The three elders also rushed over immediately, but Elder Xue came with him, and Elder Bingyu came with him.
When Elder Xue stepped forward to help him, Elder Xue refused to let him touch him under any circumstances.
He thought Elder Yu was dirty.
Elder Bing is even worse.
After forcing myself to get here, I saw Bingyu Xueji being pinched by Ning Yu's chin.
Regardless of his own injuries, Elder Xue picked up his sword and slashed at Ning Yu.
However, Ning Yu waved his hand casually and was knocked back to the ground.
The two elders did not help him no matter what. Seeing the two people standing there pretending not to see him, Elder Xue was heartbroken.
"Your Mightiness."
This time I called Ning Yu with the elder.
Ning Yu heard the sound and looked back at Elder Yu.
It was obvious that this person looked more reliable than Elder Bing. Knowing that Bingyu Xueji couldn't run away, he released Bingyu Xueji's chin, turned around and stood up.
"What are you calling me for?"
"Your Excellency, although the successor Xue Ji ran away with a mortal and is currently missing, you can go to that mortal's sect and then find the successor Xue Ji."
Elder Yu said calmly.
"oh?"
Ning Yu was overjoyed and wondered why he hadn't thought of this.
"Do you know that mortal sect?
How can I take your word for it?”
Elder Yu had the same thoughts as Elder Bing, but his thoughts were far more thoughtful than Elder Bing's.
Looking at Ning Yu's interested expression, Elder Yu said: "When we were judging the mortal, he said it himself. He was the young sect leader of the Nai Yu Luan Sect in the northern border of the Winter Dynasty."
"Yuluan Sect..." Ning Yu murmured in a low voice, mentally recalling whether there was such a sect in the Winter Dynasty.
Suddenly it occurred to me that I had heard of such a sect many years ago.