Ning Xiaochuan has a scale in his heart, and he does not completely believe in the words of the Demon Sect Saint.
"Can you take off the mask on your face? I want to see who you are?" Ning Xiaochuan stared at the eyes of the saint of the Demon Sect, as if he wanted to see through her completely.
The saint of the Demon Sect was silent for a while, then shook his head
Even if she didn't take off her mask, Ning Xiaochuan actually already knew who she was.
For Ning Xiaochuan, the most important purpose of finding out the truth eleven years ago is to restore the Mo family's innocence and help Yu Ningsheng redeem himself. This is his promise to Yu Ningsheng.
As for why Ning Xiaochuan's parents died? Ning Xiaochuan is actually not very concerned about this issue.
Because he is not the real Ning Xiaochuan, and he has no real family affection for Ning Qianyi and Duanmu Ning, let alone help them avenge and help them clear their grievances.
But Ning Xiaochuan never expected that it was the person he wanted to help who deceived him.
Yu Ningsheng.
The saint of the Demon Sect.
Ning Xiaochuan took a deep breath, became calm, and said, "Why do you want to enter the Heavenly Emperor Academy?"
The saint of the Demon Sect was silent.
Ning Xiaochuan nodded and said, "I understand that your true identity is the saint of the Demon Sect. Only by entering the Heavenly Emperor Academy can you truly enter the interior of the imperial court. I shouldn't have asked such a stupid question."
"It's not what you thought..."
Ning Xiaochuan said: "I don't blame you, because I was wishful thinking from beginning to end, and I was too stubborn and actually wanted to help the famous saint of the Demon Sect. I don't know, His Highness had mocked my ignorance.
No?"
"No, never."
The saint of the Demon Sect really wanted to say that she was very moved because Ning Xiaochuan did many stupid things for her, and even dared to challenge the imperial power. Moreover, Ning Xiaochuan had no idea of her identity at that time.
If a prince and a son are a prostitute, he may not be able to find a second person in the world.
Ning Xiaochuan took out a letter from his arms and handed it to her, saying, "I will give this letter to you now."
This letter was written by Yu Ningsheng to Ning Xiaochuan, and the content of the letter was: "You have fulfilled your promise, and we do not owe each other."
Now, Ning Xiaochuan returned the letter to her, which was telling her, "We are really not owing each other now. From now on, you are the saint of the Demon Sect, and I am Ning Xiaochuan, both of them.
Passersby.”
Ning Xiaochuan spread his wings on his back, jumped off the Jiudi Cliff, glided, and disappeared into the clouds.
The saint of the Demon Sect stood there in a daze, letting the letter fall on the ground, staring at Ning Xiaochuan's figure that resolutely left, his eyes were crystal clear, and he tried hard to open his eyes wide and took the tears back into his eyes.
The Dark Heavenly King said: "I'm very sad?"
"Well... Dad... I don't want to be a saint..."
The saint of the Demon Sect was a little whimpering, and it seemed very weak, not as strong as before facing the Taoist Master Wusheng.
The Dark Heavenly King said: "You have to understand a truth. Whether it is Yu Ningsheng from Guanyulou or the saint of the Demon Sect, her identity and status are not matched with Ning Xiaochuan, and there is no result. You are two kinds of people,
Even if we force ourselves together, the final outcome will be better than Ning Qianyi and Duanmu Ning."
The saint of the Demon Sect tried to control her emotions, and clearly told herself that she could not be sad or weak, but when Ning Xiaochuan threw the letter to her and left resolutely, she could not control her emotions, grievances, pain,
Blame yourself, helpless.
The Dark King looked into the void, looked at the battle flag flying under the Jiudi Cliff, and said, "The imperial army and the Demon Sect have been in battle for nine days, and there are no more than a hundred battles. Relatively speaking, the imperial army has suffered even heavier losses and should be withdrawn soon."
The saint of the Demon Sect controlled his emotions and said, "The scale of the imperial army this time is less than that of ten years ago. Even though he knew that he could not break through the Jiu Di Cliff, why did he still come to encircle the Demon Sect?"
The Dark Heavenly King said: "The Yulan Empire has been strong for eight hundred years. The surrounding small countries cannot fight against the Yulan Empire at all. It can be said that the Yulan Empire has reached its peak and the external forces can no longer pose a threat to it.
The real threat is internally. The Demon Emperor came out of seclusion and held a meeting of demons, which shocked the world. If the court ignored it, it would only help the Demon Sect's arrogance."
"So, whether it is a real encirclement or a fake encirclement, the court must do it."
The saint of the Demon Sect said: "With the powerful force of the court now, if we have all our might to encircle the Demon Sect, the Demon Sect will probably be destroyed."
The Dark King shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. The court of the Yulan Empire is not a solid piece of iron. The power that Emperor Yulan can mobilize is limited. Most of the power of the court is in the hands of the major princes. Let's see the court.
The situation in China is changing, and it is more complex and changeable than the Demon Sect. Maybe in a short time, the throne of Emperor Yulan will be replaced."
He said meaningfully.
Under Jiudi Cliff is a primitive jungle of 1,300 miles, with dense ancient trees, thorns, poisonous weeds, and many ferocious mysterious beasts appearing.
When ordinary people enter the jungle, they will be dead.
Ning Xiaochuan ran quickly in the jungle with Duanmu Ling'er on his back, transforming into a colorful stream of light. The demon sect warriors who were chasing them were all dead at Ning Xiaochuan's hands.
Ning Xiaochuan did not stop until he completely got rid of the pursuers.
It is already three hundred miles away from Jiudi Cliff. Looking towards Jiudi Cliff, you can only see a blurry black shadow, and you can't even see the shape of the mountains clearly.
Ning Xiaochuan continued to use the "Colorful Movement" martial arts magical powers to escape from Jiu Di Cliff with a sudden death and a life-consuming mysterious energy in his body.
He used "The Mysterious Qi of Heaven and Earth" to quickly recover the mysterious Qi in his body at a speed of sixty-four times of the speed of absorbing the mysterious Qi.
Half an hour later, Ning Xiaochuan stopped pursuing his mysterious energy and had returned to his peak state, and his cultivation level had improved a lot compared to before.
Duanmu Ling'er refined the intermittent intermediate pill's medicinal power, and her legs gradually became conscious and could barely stand up. Her big round eyes stared at Ning Xiaochuan curiously and said, "You and His Highness the Saint used to know each other.
Ning Xiaochuan stood up and carefully looked at the surrounding environment.
Every once in a while, a team of elite imperial troops riding mysterious beasts flew over, holding the battle flag and beating the battle drums.
The battle between the imperial army and the Demon Sect continues.
Duanmu Ling'er hates being ignored by Ning Xiaochuan the most. She put her hands on her hips and said, "Do you like His Highness the Saint? You want to pursue her, but she rejected it?"
Ning Xiaochuan narrowed his eyes, stared at her, and said, "She saved my life, and I also saved her life.
Duanmu Linger opened her mouth wide and said, "It's still true love will be seen in times of adversity."
"We have already been cleared up between us. Moreover, she and I have never shared hardships, so we can't talk about true feelings. If we have to share hardships, we will only share hardships now."
Duanmu Ling'er said, "Do you think I am willing to share the hardships with you? I asked you to go to Tiandu Peak to find my father, you insist on running away from Jiudi Cliff with me. Now, the people from the court are going to chase us,
The people from the Demon Sect are going to chase us. Oh, I can see that, are you dragging me into the water on purpose?"
Ning Xiaochuan stared at her, turned around and left, saying, "This place is not far from Jiudi Cliff. If you want to go back, you can go back by yourself. I can't go to Jiudi Cliff again."
"Ning Xiaochuan, stop me. My injuries have not yet healed, how can I go back? Besides, I escaped from the Iron Prison and have become a fugitive of the Demon Sect. A spy in the court. Isn't it a dead end to go back?" Duanmu Ling'er was also anxious.
As soon as he walked forward two steps, a sharp pain came from his legs and he fell to the ground.
Ning Xiaochuan walked back, reached out and picked her up by one hand, clamped her under her armpits, as if she was carrying a piece of goods, heading towards the direction away from Jiudi Cliff.
"A woman's waist cannot be touched"
"Can you not hold me like this? I feel very uncomfortable."
"Where are you going to take me? Ning Xiaochuan, are you going to die if you say something? Let me go, let me go."
Duanmu Ling'er kept struggling, using her hands and feet together, and tossing hard.
"嘭"
Ning Xiaochuan's arm loosened, Duanmu Linger fell on the grass, and she fell firmly, almost falling over her back.
She punched the ground hard with her fist and gritted her teeth, "Damn it, damn it, Ning Xiaochuan, I am your cousin, dear cousin, please respect me."
Ning Xiaochuan squatted down and said, "We can't stay at Jiudi Cliff. We can only go back to the imperial city first. Cousin Duanmu, you can go to the imperial city with me. When your father finds out the truth, he will naturally come to pick you up.
Your father is also the supreme overlord of the Demonic Dao. If you have confidence in him, when he repels the imperial army, he will free up his hands to determine the level with the Lord Wusheng Dao."
"It seems...it makes sense."
Duanmu Ling'er raised her head and said, "I remember one thing. Xiao Ling'er is still on Jiu Di Cliff. Do you think the Taoist Master Wusheng will kill her to silence her?"
Ning Xiaochuan said: "With the Demon Sect's saint protecting her, no one should be able to hurt her."
"Don't you hate His Highness the Saint, why do you suddenly feel so confident in her?" Duanmu Ling'er said.
Ning Xiaochuan said: "I have never hated her, but..." He stared at Duanmu Ling'er for a long time, and then said: "If you tell me some things, you won't understand."
"What do you mean? You didn't say anything, why do you think I don't understand?"
"Because... with your wisdom, I can't understand what I want to say."
Duanmu Linger was so angry that she was about to smoke on her head, saying, "Are you talking about me being stupid?"
“Not just isn’t smart enough.”
Regardless of whether she turned around or not, Ning Xiaochuan grabbed her under his armpits again and took her away.
There are many people who want to kill Ning Xiaochuan, including the God-Slaying Camp sent by Emperor Yulan, Xiao Cheng, the leader of the Yunzhong Alliance, the Master Wusheng Dao of the Demon Sect, and even Mu Hong, the former master of the General Altar of Tianmie Dao.
These people were looking for Ning Xiaochuan's whereabouts everywhere.
Ning Xiaochuan wants to return to the imperial city, and he is destined to have a tough battle to fight, and another life-and-death journey