"There is another news. Recently, Jian Zong and Yao Family of Yucheng seem to be interested in wooing Beimeng. Do you need to send someone to warn them?" Qing Ling asked.
Ning Chen shook his head and said, "No, the Jianzong and the Yao family are different from the Wang family. They are not at the point of breaking up with the great Xia Dynasty court. If you push too hard, it will be counterproductive."
"But if Beimeng is allowed to continue to win over the two families, will anything unexpected happen?" Qing Ling asked worriedly.
"No, now the Jianzong and the Yao family are waiting to see the Daxia court's attitude towards the Wang family. As long as the Wang family is solved, the Jianzong and the Yao family will be much more honest. Of course, if the court cannot even solve the Wang family's affairs, it means that Daxia is really stretched and unable to take care of it. By then, the two families will naturally not worry about anything anymore."
After the explanation, Ning Chen just felt something was wrong and said softly, "Sister Qing Ling, don't you never ask more about these things? What happened tonight?"
"Nothing, just ask," Qing Ling said unnaturally.
Ning Chen is such a smart person. After thinking for a moment, he understood what was going on. He smiled softly and said, "Sister Qing Ling, everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, just like, Qing Ling Sister is better at martial arts than scheming. On the contrary, although my talent in martial arts is a bit weak, conspiracy and calculation are not too difficult for me. I can handle these things in Donglin, so don't worry."
Qing Ling sighed in her heart. She really couldn't hide her thoughts from him. She wanted to share more of his burden for him, but unfortunately, she was not that smart.
Ning Chen stepped forward, gently hugged this woman who had always treated him like an elder sister, and said softly, "Sister Qing Ling, thank you."
Qing Ling's ears turned slightly red, and he pushed the young man in front of him away without leaving any trace. This boy was in need of a beating. He didn't know whether men and women were allowed to have sex or not.
Ning Chen took a step back and said with a smile, "Okay, Sister Qing Ling, I have some things to do. We may be inseparable these two days, so I will ask you to keep an eye on the movements of the Wang family. Yue Hanyi and the secret agents of the imperial court will try their best to find out the distribution of power in the Wang family's secrets. But don't act rashly until I come back."
"Well, I understand, you can go ahead with peace of mind." Qing Ling nodded and responded.
After the explanation, Ning Chen turned around and left. In the room, Qing Ling looked at the former's leaving figure through the window, and his beautiful eyes dimmed slightly.
The ghost sedan traveled northwest, quickly passing through the void, and a dark light flashed across the night, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
An hour later, in front of Azure Frost Valley in the northwest, the ghost sedan stopped, and Ning Chen walked out, walking step by step towards the valley.
Azure Frost Valley At the entrance, the young man who once wore a dark-white cloak is no longer here. The Jedi, which is always cold all year round, is now silent.
He came to Mu Qianshang, but no one knew where Compassionate Sword Heavenly Pavilion was. If he wanted to enter, someone must lead him.
Azure Frost Valley has always been owned by the Compassionate Sword Heavenly Pavilion. If he wants to enter Sword Pavilion, he can only wait here.
The wind and snow were falling, as cold as ever. Ning Chen stood on the ice and snow lake, looking at the beautiful and only white color around him, and his heart was inexplicably complicated.
It had only been half a year since he last came here, but he felt that a long time had passed. It turned out that so many things had happened in this short six months.
After waiting for a long time, the person I wanted to wait for still didn't show up. Ning Chen had no choice but to leave and return to the underworld.
Now, he is also a person who cannot see the light. If he wants to live, he must stay in the darkness forever.
For the next two days, Ning Chen kept waiting inside Azure Frost Valley every night. He believed that Mu Qianshang would definitely come to see him after receiving the news.
The cold Azure Frost Valley, with snow falling all year round, is the most suitable place to practice Quick Snow Sentiment. Unfortunately, his meridians are broken and he can no longer use his true energy.
The night is like water, with the bright moon hanging high, Ning Chen is still waiting, not impatient and calm.
Suddenly, a Dao Sword light flashed over without warning, only a red brilliance flashed past, approaching.
Ning Chen moved to avoid the sword light. He put his hand behind his back and drew out Ink Sword with a clang. After several sword lights, he swung the sword in front of him.
In Azure Frost Valley, the power will be suppressed to the maximum extent. The person who comes takes three steps back, and his face is revealed under the moonlight.
This is a girl who looks to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. She has a beautiful appearance and extraordinary temperament. However, her arrogant eyes make her look like the kind of young lady who is not easy to mess with.
Ning Chen dislikes dealing with this kind of woman the most, it's too troublesome.
"Marquis of Knowing Fate of Great Xia, nothing more than that," Mu Qianyu sneered and said sarcastically.
Ning Chen frowned unconsciously. He was not stupid, so he knew that this woman was probably Compassionate Sword Heavenly Pavilion.
"What do you call the girl?" Ning Chen said politely.
"Mu Qianyu" Mu Qianyu said proudly.
Ning Chen's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he continued to ask, "Mu Qianshang, who are you?"
"I'll tell you if I defeat the sword in my hand."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Qianyu's figure moved again, and Crimson Sword fell down like blood.
Ning Chen frowned again. This woman's character was really unlikable and unreasonable.
With a local sound, Ink Sword came forward, and when the two swords collided, it was a faster move showdown.
A sword that fights bravely cannot be easily bullied by anyone. Ning Chen With a sword in his hand, his moves are fast and strong. As his figure spins, he hunts in plain clothes.
He was once at the top of the ninth rank, but now, even if he loses his power, facing a Mu Qianyu, a sword is still enough.
"Bang"
After several exchanges of moves, Crimson Sword and Ink Sword collided, the sword edges turned, the spinning sword shattered, and Ink Sword sealed its throat.
With a breath of life and death in his eyes, Ning Chen stopped his sword, motionless as a mountain.
"Tread"
At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps, and in the distant wind and snow, a strange and handsome figure slowly walked towards him, his dark white cloak fluttering in the wind, and his aura was ethereal, making it difficult to capture.
Seeing the person coming, Ning Chen took back his sword, sheathed it, and looked at the person calmly.
"My little sister is rude. I offended you so much, but I hope you can forgive me." When he came to the two of them, Mu Qianshang stopped and said.
"It's okay." Ning Chen shook his head lightly and said indifferently.
"Brother Ning is here, but something happened?" Mu Qianshang asked.
Ning Chen nodded and said, "Please help me, kill someone."
"Who? If it's Beimeng Military Advisor, I can't help you with this," Mu Qianshang said slowly with a flash of light in his eyes.
There is a three-disaster person in Northern Mongolia, and he does not want to bring unnecessary trouble to the Compassionate Sword Heavenly Pavilion.
"It's not Fan Lingyue, it's Wang Family Ancestor" Ning Chen said seriously.
"Wang Family Ancestor" Mu Qianshang narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Is he still alive?"
"Alive, and possibly passed Third Xiantian Tribulation" Ning Chen said honestly.
"Third Xiantian Tribulation? Do you want my brother to die!" Mu Qianyu said angrily.
"Qianyu, don't be rude." Mu Qianshang scolded him softly, and then said, "You have found the wrong person. If Wang Family Ancestor really survives Third Xiantian Tribulation, there is no way I can kill him."
"There will be two innate realms joining forces with you," Ning Chen said calmly.
Mu Qianshang was silent for a moment, then said, "Let me think about it for two days, Houtian Realm will give you an answer."
"I'm waiting for your news"
Ning Chen didn't say much. After getting Mu Qianshang's promise, he walked away.
The ghost sedan drove through the void and disappeared into the night in an instant.
"Brother, I can't agree to this. If it fails, it will bring big trouble to the Sword Pavilion," Mu Qianyu said anxiously.
"I have my own sense of discretion, let's go."
Mu Qianshang responded, then turned around and walked towards Azure Frost Valley outside.
Mu Qianyu stamped his feet angrily, but had no choice but to follow him.
Underworld Netherworld, Ning Chen looked at the beautiful figure in front of them and said softly, "Miss Mu, how are you thinking about it?"
"When"
In front of the stone chamber, Chengying collided with each other. In the stalemate, two completely different Sword Intents continued to swing apart, reaching hundreds of feet away.
Affected by Sword Intent, the zhenqi in Ning Chen's body kept oscillating, trying to break out of the Dantian Qi sea and scatter in all directions.
Mu Chengxue didn't answer. As soon as his hand moved, Chengying turned sharply, and with a loud sound, it advanced another three inches.
Zhi Ge trembled, leaving the place for the first time in several days. Suddenly, a vast power spread out, and the powerful Sword Intent instantly knocked all Mu Chengxue and Ning Chen away a hundred feet away.
"Poof"
Suffering another unreasonable disaster, blood vomited out from Ning Chen's mouth and splashed on the ground.
On the other side, Mu Chengxue barely stabilized his figure, the corners of his mouth were dyed red, and his breath was constantly oscillating, making him extremely unstable.
Ning Chen's expression changed. He didn't have time to care about his injuries. He immediately stepped forward, turned his body sharply, penetrated the flesh and gathered on his right hand. The next moment, the sword pointed at the frost and injected it into the former's body.
The true energy penetrated the physical body, causing unparalleled pain. The blood mist splashed out in a waterfall, staining the plain clothes with ink in the blink of an eye.
"Are you crazy?" With the help of Scroll of Life's true energy, Mu Chengxue was able to wake up in an instant. The moment he regained consciousness, he shook the former away with a palm, and immediately his body turned sharply, trying his best to suppress the surging blood energy in his body.
Ning Chen took a few steps back, leaned against the stone wall in embarrassment, and said urgently, "Get out of here quickly, Heavenly Fire Tribulation cannot come to the underworld."
Mu Chengxue suppressed the tumbling blood, moved his feet, and disappeared in an instant.
Ning Chen was worried and immediately followed him.
At the end of the foggy forest, at the gate of the underworld, the moment Mu Chengxue left, Clear Sky was still thousands of miles away. The sky was shining brightly with the sun, and immediately dark clouds gathered, and there was lightning and thunder.
The sky was burning with fire for nine days, and in the endless sea of thunder, Second Xiantian Tribulation came with a bang.
Ning Chen stopped at the door of the underworld, unable to take another half step.
The distance of one step is the difference between the world and hell. He who is in Wujian has long been unable to see the light.
Vast Heavenly Fire Tribulation, descending from the nine heavens, a beautiful figure stands in the sky fire, dressed in white as snow, with no trace of panic on her face.
"Boom"
Thunder shook the sky, and fire burned the sky, bringing a shocking scene of fear and apocalyptic scenes that shocked the world.
Thousands of miles away, countless eyes looked at the place where the sky fire came, some were confused, some were worried, and some were shocked.
In Donglin City, after seeing the scene thousands of miles away, Qing Ling's expression suddenly changed, and he began to feel fear in his heart.
Confucianism Dragon Garden, Prince Yan looked at the distant sky and frowned subconsciously.
"Not him"
Next to him, A'man looked up and said softly, she could sense that he was fine. >