Moshan Message Peak, full of devastation, a shocking war, symbolizing the millennium glory of Momen's famous peak, destroyed overnight. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The cold wind blew, the dust and sand flew, and there was no life on the dead mountain.

At this moment, the void rolled, and a man dressed in a silver-gray coat walked out, looking at the ruins of the ink gate after the great battle below, and a streamer flashed.

"What an amazing phoenix"

On the entire message peak, the earth was burned into scorched earth by the heavenly fire, and the owner of Xiaoyue walked in the middle, feeling the looming hot breath around him, and feeling abnormal in his heart, if he was not mistaken, these flames should be the heavenly fire in the depths of the Feng Shui Forbidden Land, and the phoenix actually brought it out.

The god in the fire really lives up to his name.

After checking for a long time, the owner of Xiaoyue turned around and walked towards the secret place of Momen, and after seeing the nine destroyed stone gates, a trace of light rose in his eyes again.

Lord of Momen, are you really dead?

A moment later, the void shook, and the figure of the Lord of Xiaoyue Mansion dispersed and disappeared.

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On the Mishui River, the water waves were light, and the red clothes appeared, and after returning to the painting boat, they never came out again.

On the bank of the river, Yin'er, who had been practicing swords for a long time, sat by the river, while kicking the lake, while looking at the painting boat in the lake, and said, "Little Master, is Ning Chen okay?"

"It's okay"

Ah Man replied softly.

Inside the painting boat, Feng Yuan's demonic qi was surging, and the heavily injured body was healing with all his might, and the road ahead was difficult and dangerous, and there was no room for slackness.

One day, two days...... Three full months have passed, and Zhifang has never walked out of the painting boat again, only the increasingly strong true yuan fluctuations continue to emanate from the painting boat, swinging wave after wave.

Yin'er, who was still a little worried before, felt the breath in the painting boat gradually stabilizing, and the smile on his little face regained again, and after practicing the sword, he pulled the Lingzhi and ran away without a trace.

Aman stood in front of the river, quietly looking at the painting boat in the lake, Lingxiu's eyes were like lake water, and she couldn't see the slightest impurity, since she had made a choice, she went down without regrets, this is what he taught her.

At the same time, within a few months of knowing his fate and healing, the news of the fall of the ink lord quickly spread throughout the Hongluan Star Domain, and countless powerhouses were shocked.

In the depths of the star field, on the Hongluan Star, the king realm shook, and in front of the Taixu God Realm that was destroyed at the beginning of the mouth, the void shook, and a terrifying breath walked out, and after the strong people, a beautiful woman in a Guanghan skirt appeared, and the hatred in her eyes was so strong that it made people chill.

The lie in the lie, who deceived whom, it no longer matters at this moment, only the hatred in the eyes covers the love in the heart.

The word love, too light, hurtful, too heavy, hurtful, the princess Hongluan, too late to know, unforgettable.

"Hongluan, you"

Seeing that the princess was about to leave as soon as she came out, Princess Yaoji's expression froze, however, when she saw the indissolvable hatred in the former's eyes, she couldn't help but sigh lightly and said, "You go, be careful, he may be stronger now."

The Hongluan princess didn't say anything, and the lotus step turned into a streamer and went away.

The fall of the ink lord, the unsealing of the king realm, and the drastic change in the power pattern of the entire Hongluan Star Domain.

For many days, on the Message Peak, one after another strong people arrived, but all the traces of the Momen ruins that had been burned by the heavenly fire were unrecognizable, except for the mysterious Xiaoyue Mansion Owner, no one could see who did the death of the Mo Lord.

Time is like flowing water, I don't know how many days and nights have passed, on the banks of the Mishui River, the cold winter is coming, and the heavy snow falls from the sky, turning the world around Mishui into a white world.

In the past, the Mishui River froze in winter, but now it is still rippling, and the boat in the center of the lake is floating quietly, and it has never docked.

One day after the heavy snowfall, outside the painting boat, the fatal man who had just recovered from a serious injury walked to the bow of the boat, looking at the heavy snow outside, and a faint trace of nostalgia flashed on his still somewhat pale face.

It's almost the Spring Festival of the year, and I haven't been back for a long time, are they okay with Xinyu?

In the painting boat, Yin'er, who was dressed like a zongzi, trotted out, wrapped tightly, grabbed the former's big hand with his small hand, and grinned, "Give you warmth"

Ning Chen came back to his senses, his face showed a gentle expression, and said, "How have you been practicing sword recently?"

"If you have a little master, you can leave it alone, take care of your injuries," Yin'er said in a coquettish voice.

Ning Chen smiled lightly, and indeed did not continue to ask, his eyes looked into the distance, quiet and peaceful.

Yin'er was on the side, her little nose was red from the cold, and a pair of beautiful big eyes also looked at it, although she didn't know what the former was looking at, but what about it.

In the west, the sun sets and the afterglow of the setting sun spills on the lake, reflecting a beautiful aftertaste.

In the painting boat, Ah Man lifted the curtain of the boat and walked out, looked at the two figures standing on the bow of the boat, one big and one small, and said softly, "Lingzhi's parents invited me and Yin'er over, will you come with you?"

Ning Chen turned around, shook his head slightly, and said, "You guys go, I won't go."

"Hmm"

Ah Man responded lightly, stepped forward and took the little girl, and immediately looked at the former seriously, and said, "Rest early, don't fight anymore for the time being."

"Yes"

Ning Chen nodded and responded.

The two left, walking in the direction of the lights of ten thousand homes, on the silent Mishui River, only the red clothes were left standing quietly, looking into the distance, and after a long time, sighed softly.

"When did Little Brother Ning become so sentimental"

At this moment, on the surface of the lake, the void rolled, and a silver-gray figure walked out and spoke.

Ning Chen's gaze shifted, looked at the person who came, and said calmly, "The landlord is really powerful, I can't imagine that I can even find it here."

"It's too famous, Brother Ning is the real hidden, the strength of the Mo Lord is even very jealous of the owner of the building, but in the end he died in the hands of Brother Ning, which is really unexpected" The owner of Xiaoyue said with a smile.

When Ning Chen heard this, his eyes narrowed, and he quickly recovered, smiled faintly, and said, "How can the landlord conclude that the Mo master was killed by Xia?"

"It's like I can conclude that you're here, it's not easy, but it's not difficult," Xiaoyue said with a smile.

"The ability of the predecessors is admired below"

Ning Chen heard this, bent down and saluted, and said.

Seeing this, the lord of Xiaoyue Mansion was stunned, and immediately avoided it, refusing to accept the salute.

"Little Brother Ning, the owner of this building doesn't want to give up his life yet, you senior, the owner of this building can't stand it" Xiaoyue The owner of the building said with a look of fear on his face.

"Huh"

Ning Chen smiled faintly and said, "The landlord is a martial arts senior, how can he not afford this gift?"

"If the master of this building is a senior in martial arts, then you who killed the ink master who even the owner of this building is afraid of, aren't you a predecessor, a former senior, I don't take advantage of anyone else, it's better to be an equal," Xiaoyue said with a smile.

"Everything depends on the landlord's preference"

Ning Chen responded, didn't dwell on this topic, and asked, "The landlord is here, there should be something important to talk about, let's talk about it."

When the owner of Xiaoyue Mansion heard this, his expression became serious, and he said, "The owner of this building is here to have a deal to discuss with Brother Ning."

"Landlord Excuse Me"

Ning Chen's eyes flashed with a different color, and he said.

"The owner of this building wants to ask Brother Ning for the peach wood of the three-foot immortal peach tree," Xiaoyue said.

After hearing the former's words, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Since the landlord knows that the Divine Tree is in my hands, he should know the importance of this tree to Zaixia, and any transaction that damages the Divine Tree will not be able to be agreed to."

"I understand, but"

Xiaoyue Lou's words paused slightly, and continued, "Without the peach wood of the three-foot peach tree, this divine tree will at most lose part of its life spiritual energy, and it will not die, as long as it is well recuperated, it can still recover as before, and now that Brother Ning has obtained the water of Yaochi, the most important problem to be solved should be the long nine thousand years."

In front of the painting boat, Ning Chen stood quietly, silently listening to what the former said, and did not interject.

"In business, Brother Ning's three-foot peach wood, the landlord will naturally not take it in vain, in return, the landlord can reveal Brother Ning's news about the ban of the years, this news should be heard by Brother Ning after a while, however, the intelligence, one step ahead of others will have greater value" Xiaoyue landlord said calmly.

Hearing the three words of the ban on years, Ning Chen's body was shocked, his eyes looked at the former, and said, "The person who has the ban on years has appeared?"

"It turns out that Brother Ning has also heard of this person"

The lord of Xiaoyue Mansion nodded and said, "Ancient battlefield, I don't know if Brother Ning has heard of this place?"

Ning Chen shook his head and said, "No."

"Lingxu, Hongluan, Zhutian, Ziwei and other more than a dozen star fields of the strongest people jointly announced this place not long ago, and gave the star field map to this place to the top sects of each big star, as long as someone can find this ancient battlefield for the first time, the strongest people of the major star fields will send out three kinds of treasures, one of them, there is a ban on this time" Xiaoyue Mansion Lord said seriously.

"What are the restrictions?"

Ning Chen was not impulsive, and asked calmly, such a thing, those supreme powerhouses do not do it themselves but find others to do it for them, and there must be something greasy in it.

"They didn't say why, but this time, only martial artists who are less than a hundred years old are allowed to go, and anyone who violates the rules will be killed by these supreme powers," the Lord of Xiaoyue Mansion replied.

"It's a road that you know is dangerous, but you have to step on."

Ning Chen sighed lightly, didn't say more, the palm yuan flipped over, and a powerful suction force came out, and suddenly, on the riverside, the divine tree shook, and a three-foot divine tree broke out and flew towards the center of the lake.

The divine tree was separated from the body, and the light of the divine tree dimmed a lot in an instant, and the life spirit energy was greatly damaged.

The lord of Xiaoyue took the sacred tree, and immediately waved his right hand, and a roll of parchment mottled with ancient monuments appeared, flying to the former.

"This is the route map of the star field, while there are still few great sects that know this news, Brother Ning should leave early," Xiaoyue Mansion Lord said calmly.

"Thanks for the reminder," Ning Chen nodded.

"Then I wish Brother Ning can get his wish as soon as possible, and there will be a period later."

The words fell, the void rolled, and the figure of the lord of Xiaoyue faded away, gradually disappearing into the night.

Ning Chen looked at the two women who were walking in the distance, and sighed lightly, the road ahead is not stopping, is it really good to let them follow them all the time?