He stopped after hitting a tree, and the box of immortality in his arms fell into the hands of the Night King.
Ning Fan staggered up, clutching his chest and asked, "What do you want?"
"Boy, I don't have much time left for you. If you can't meet my requirements, I can definitely find someone to replace you."
"What do you mean, what do you want from me?" Ning Fan roared.
The Night King glanced at the longevity box and said calmly: "When you achieve the result that I am satisfied with, you will naturally know the matter."
"Then tell me, where are my parents?"
"Whether they live or die depends on you. If you cannot meet my expectations within a year, it will be difficult for them to survive."
"Ahem...one year? How far do you want me to go?" Ning Fan asked with a cough.
"Beat me."
"What?"
Ning Fan simply couldn't believe that he had to defeat the Night King within a year, otherwise he would find someone to ban him.
Who is the Night King? He is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. It is too difficult for him to become better than a thousand years in one year.
"You have no choice. The blood of Ning Tianhe flows in your body. You cannot escape from this. Either defeat me or die with the people you love and care about." The Night King's voice was cold.
Ning Fan did not doubt Night King's words. With his strength, it was too easy to kill someone. Even if his master was good in the world, he might not be his opponent.
"Take it!"
The Night King threw the longevity box back, put his hands behind his back, and said: "You can take control of the time of one year. I will find you on time."
A gust of wind blew and the Night King disappeared.
Ning Fan stood up with the box of immortality and felt the power of the Night King for the first time.
Sure enough, as my master said, the water in this world is very deep, especially in Daxia, a country with a five-thousand-year heritage.
"Hey, I can."
Ning Fan staggered back to the roadside, and the injuries on his body caused him to faint on the ground.
............
When he woke up, Ning Fan had already arrived in a room, and a voice came from his ear: "Xiao Fan, are you awake?"
Ning Fan looked over and saw that it was Yun Lan and said, "Sister Lan, why am I here with you?"
"You also said that if I hadn't worried about you last night and found you unconscious on the roadside on the way there, I would have brought you back."
Yun Lan handed Ning Fan a glass of water with concern and asked, "What's going on? Did Master Long Wu hurt you?"
"No, he doesn't have this ability yet. He is another person, but it's okay. He didn't kill me."
"It seems that you have encountered a lot of things. What can I do to help you?" Yun Lan sighed.
"Sister Lan, thank you, but don't get involved in these things. This is my own life, and I will solve it."
"You always say things like this and always like to keep difficulties to yourself. Have you not considered the feelings of me...and your senior sisters?"
Yun Lan obviously wanted to say it was her, but he changed his mind.
But Ning Fan understood the meaning and sighed: "Just because you are so important to me, I don't want you to get involved in these things."
"Xiaofan, we are all adults, and it is fate that we can meet each other. Although we can't help you much, we still want to do our part."