"By the way, there is also the entire Jiang Clan, Gu Changxiao who had to intervene because of Su Xinglan."
"There are many forces protecting Suning, so they may not be able to defeat Duan Ziqian."
Tu Que shook his head and said: "Luo Chen's attitude is unclear, so I have to be on guard."
"Six thousand years ago, my eldest brother died, and there was nothing I could do."
"Six thousand years later, I don't want to experience that pain again."
"so......"
Yingying knelt down and Tuque begged: "Please Demon Ancestor take action to ensure that Suning is safe and sound."
Hei Guxu raised his right hand, and Tuque stood up with the gentle demonic aura floating on his head and said: "If Suning becomes my demon disciple, it is only natural for me to protect him."
"You don't need to ask me, I will do my best."
"but......"
Halfway through, he sighed with a worried look in his eyes: "Once China is blocked, Duan Ziqian will use his magical power combined with the Origin Formation to destroy that small world. It is so powerful that even I dare not say that I can escape easily."
"In the final analysis, the choice lies with Luo Chen. It depends on who can win him over, Gu Changxiao or Duan Ziqian."
Tuque gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to kill him, the grasshopper."
Heigu shook his head and said: "It's in vain to go. It's obviously to kill Suning, but it's actually a battle between the civil and military palaces."
"You can't touch Luo Chen, not even a hair can hurt him."
Tuque said anxiously: "What should we do? Suning has made an oath to Mo Zi'ao about this matter, and it is difficult to change it."
"Going back on one's word and not keeping one's word will affect his future spiritual state of mind."
Hei Gu smiled strangely, waved his hands lazily and said, "Go down, let me think about it carefully."
"Don't worry, who can hurt my disciple without my permission?"
While Tuque was still waiting to speak, there was no one on the high chair at the front.
Helpless, she could only turn around and leave.
Soon, the time came half a month later.
Suning wore a black robe and rushed to the border of Eastern Wilderness alone, where she found Mo Zi'ao who was waiting there.
"Senior, we can go."
Smiling, Suning handed over the spiritual wine that Tuque had snatched from the fairy world. Suning's aura tightened, and he said with a haggard face: "Go to China."
The old Taoist priest who had been guarding the border for more than ten months did not immediately go to get the drink. Instead, he took a step back with vivid eyes, looked at Suning up and down and said, "You, why do you smell so weird?"
"There is immortal power flowing, but it is not as pure as before."
"The demonic energy is so lingering that it even faintly overwhelms the immortal power."
"Tsk, what the hell are you doing?"
With his hands behind his back, he circled back and forth and said, "Has he reached the sixth level of true immortal?"
Suning replied: "Yes, I think now that Yu He is dead, the cause and effect of my involvement in Yu Hong will disappear accordingly."
"As for the strong demonic energy on my body, it's probably because I've been in the demon world for too long, and I've been more or less affected by it."
Don't be arrogant and doubt that it's fake, give a thumbs up and say: "Good luck."
"As expected of the former Lord of Dragons and Phoenix, even if his Dharma is swallowed up, he will still be favored by God."
After some emotion, he stepped forward with a smile and took the spirit wine, grinning happily and said: "It's not a loss, it's only been ten months. I have done everything I promised you, and it is indeed up to you to fulfill my little wish.
Already."
"Hahaha, okay."
While uncorking the wine and impatiently pouring it into his mouth, he urged the silent big black donkey behind him: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Let's go."
The latter had a serious look on his face and glanced at Suning secretly, thoughtfully.