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"The light is immortal, Haotian will last forever!"

Zhenbei army camp, inside the general's tent.

Xiahou's closed eyes suddenly opened, as if he could see the divine splendor of the Haotian blooming over Tucheng through the ten-mile barracks and rolling yellow sand, his eyes were gloomy and cold, and a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes.

He really didn't expect that one of his most trusted lieutenants was the divine envoy who had been lurking in Xiling for many years, let alone that the other party would not hesitate to reveal his identity in order to kill Ning Que.

Could it be that Ning Que has grown to this extent in just one month?

Or is it because of me that this Xiling spies killed Ning Que?

Xiahou propped himself up and stood up from the medicine bath. His scorched and carbonized skin cracked and peeled off, his body was completely destroyed after decades of forging, and most of his blood energy and cultivation base were lost.

Xiahou looked at the Mingguang Armor on the frame with a gloomy face, and stretched out his hand to put it on.

This piece of armor was an artifact that the king of Tang used the power of the whole country to create over the course of several years. The Mingguang Armor was invulnerable, and even the Fate Realm couldn't damage it. Unfortunately, he did not expect that Mr. The house value sweeper was also there, and he didn't expect that Mr. Zhou, who seemed to be no more than a weak crown, could control the power of heaven's punishment.

The afterglow of the light in the distance dissipated, and all the dust settled.

Xiahou raised the curtain and walked out, and said to the guards who were saluting to him, "Let's pass on the order to invite Mr. College, Mr. Zhou and Mr. Shisan to come and have a talk tonight."

The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river.

There is thousands of miles of Gobi outside Tucheng, there is no long river and lonely smoke, but there is an afterglow sunset.

Mo Shanshan was quiet and elegant, and Zhou Ji didn't like to be noisy, so after they left that street, they walked out of the city unknowingly after they hadn't been shopping for a long time in the market.

From the permafrost wasteland to the Gobi desert, the scenery is really lackluster. The vastness and magnificence have been seen every day before coming to Tucheng, but Mo Shanshan still looks very interested, so that Zhou Ji is not easy to persuade she goes back.

As the sun went down, the two slanting shadows became longer and longer, closer and closer together, and gradually they were close to each other. Mo Shanshan quietly turned his eyes to glance at Zhou Ji, and glanced at the unchanged distance between the two. Gently moving the gravel with my toes, I was about to take a step 'inadvertently', but found that the shadows that were already stuck together suddenly pulled away. When I looked up, Zhou Ji's voice came from my ear, "It's been so long, I should go back gone."

"Mountain."

The afterglow of the setting sun was refracted on the lens, blocking the flowing eyes under the lens, eyes filled with joy, Mo Shanshan turned around and stood where he was, looking at the figure who had already walked away two steps and stopped waiting for him, he was slightly happy , lowly, with a hint of a smile, "Well, Mr. Zhou."

Back at the inn, Ning Que immediately noticed the change in Zhou Ji's address to Mo Shanshan, walked around the two of them, looked at them, and said, "Wait~ Something's wrong~~ Lord Mo Shan, Mr. Zhou has already called you Shanshan." , why do you still call him Young Master Zhou?"

Ning Que paced with his chin propped up, "Zhou Ji, Zhou Zhou, Ji Ji."

snap~

A crisp sound interrupted Ning Que's teasing, and the pain came. Ning Que covered his head and grinned and looked around. Zhou Ji and Mo Shanshan were right in front of him, and Li Slowly was not far away. Reading at the table, there is no outsider in the whole hall, and I don't know who is the sneak attack.

Li slowly sensed the fluctuations in the aura, put down the scroll in his hand gently, and showed a calm and elegant smile, "Mr. Zhou and Lord Mo Shan came back at just the right time. Just now, General Xiahou sent someone to send an invitation card, saying that he and I are invited. There are also thirteen juniors attending the banquet together."

"Yes! That's right." Ning Que's expression also became serious, and he said in a deep voice, "He sent his lieutenants to kill me in public in the city during the day, but at night he invited us to a banquet. I don't know what he's planning behind the scenes."

"What else can it be? If you can kill it, kill it, if you can't kill it, you will be subdued?" Zhou Ji smiled indifferently, "The person who killed you did not shy away from displaying the glory of Haotian, and Xiahou can push the boat with the water to make this matter go away." To shirk it on the Xiling Temple, at least on the surface, it will not be handed over to others."

Ning Que had already thought about what Zhou Ji analyzed when he received the invitation, but he was more puzzled by what the man said when he killed him.

"I killed you not for Xiahou, but for the light"

Ning Que repeated it, looked at Zhou Ji and said, "What does he mean by saying that the Xiling Temple wants to kill me? But why did they kill me? Is it because I hurt Long Qing?"

The sun had already set, and night covered the wilderness.

Zhou Ji looked at the darkness outside the house with a gloomy expression, and sighed, "Because they regard you as the son of Pluto."

son of pluto

Everyone present was startled when they heard the words, but Li slowly restrained his elegant and calm smile. He didn't doubt Ning Que, but looked straight at Zhou Ji, wanting to get an answer.

Long before the master accepted him as a disciple, the master had been looking for Pluto and Haotian for nearly a thousand years. He had great trust in the master, and naturally he did not doubt Zhou Ji, whom the master trusted.

Zhou Ji sighed, "Wei Guangming, the former Guangming priest of the temple, has a premonition that Pluto will come to the world, and you are the son of Pluto that everyone suspects."

Ning Que's expression was cloudy, and he pretended to be relaxed and said, "You said 'deem it', so obviously I'm not."

"You really are not, all this is just a misunderstanding." Zhou Ji's expression was complicated, with pity in his eyes, "Wei Guangming mistakenly thought that the son of Pluto was born in Lin Guangyuan's house, so he threatened Xiahou to slaughter Lin's house, he would rather kill the wrong one than kill him." Let go."

"What a good one would rather kill the wrong than let it go! What a good one would rather kill the wrong than let it go!!" Ning Que had a ferocious expression, billowing black mist gushed out of his body, black and red blood streaked from his face, and the black mist roared silently like a ferocious beast Seeing that the demon energy was out of control, Zhou Ji took a step forward to protect Mo Shanshan behind him, and at the same time Li Slowly reached out and pressed Ning Que's shoulder.

The two suppressed, the devilish energy subsided in an instant, the red threads in Ning Que's eyes gradually faded, and the hideous black and red blood vessels on his face gradually calmed down. He slowly let go of his palms, and Ning Que stepped back a few steps and sat down on the chair, crying and laughing. He murmured, "Misunderstanding? One hundred and thirty members of the Lin family were killed because of a 'misunderstanding'?"

Ning Que had always thought that the culprit who killed his whole family was Xiahou, but he never thought that behind Xiahou was a mass of light that was darker than darkness.

"Are you OK?"

Hearing Zhou Ji's voice in front of him, Ning Que shook his head and said bitterly, "I'm fine."

"I'm fine."

Mo Shanshan looked at Zhou Ji's concerned expression, his heart warmed up, he shook his head lightly, and said at the same time as Ning Que.

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Relatively speechless, everyone fell into silence.

Li patted Ning Que's shoulder slowly, and said gently, "Junior Brother, what do you decide to do next?"

"revenge!"

Ning Que got up and showed a light smile that he hadn't seen for a long time. His expression was relaxed just to hide the haze in his heart, and he put the knife back in its sheath just to seal his throat with a knife.

From the beginning to the end, he has only one purpose, and that is revenge.

Whether it is Xia Hou or Wei Guangming, as long as it is related to the bloody case back then, he will not let the other party go.

At the night banquet that night, Xia Hou mentioned this matter again, and told the story of his identity as a demon sect and how he fled to the Tang Kingdom without hesitation.

As a great general, he can say that he kept his posture extremely low during this night banquet. While complaining about his helplessness, he deliberately or unintentionally pushed the matter of intercepting and killing Ning Que to the Xiling Temple, but he always believed that everything he did was a situation Forced, and through no fault of his own.

The Lin family destroyed the people, Zhuoer Village was massacred, from Chang'an to Minshan, how many people died because of him, this is the eternal haze in Ning Que's heart, if this revenge is not avenged, he will always linger in the past, unable to move forward.

Ning Que noticed that Xiahou's injury was not healed, his qi and blood were weak, and his realm had fallen to the peak of martial arts. He wanted to make a move a few times, but he still held back.

In the end, Xiahou still agreed to Li's request to slowly resign from office, but Zhou Ji never paid attention to this deep-rooted guy from the beginning to the end. Among the formations.

Seeing a group of four people leave, the smile on Xiahou's face faded, his eyes flickered, and he turned back to the tent.

Thousands of miles away, Xiling Taoshan.

A few months later, the news that Longqing was deposed by Ning Que spread to the Xiling Temple with Ye Hongyu's arrival.

The head teacher who had been hiding under the mask all day long glanced at the bright red fiery figure indifferently, and turned his eyes to Luo Kedi.

Luo Kedi nodded slightly and seized the opportunity to attack. Together with the priests who returned together, they held Ye Hongyu accountable for Long Qing's abolishment and failure to bring back the Mingzi Juan Tianshu.

Ye Hongyu frowned slightly, her haughty personality denied it.

"We Xiling have put in so much effort for the Mingzi Juan Tianshu that is wandering outside. The head teacher and I trust you so much and entrust you with a heavy responsibility, but you return empty-handed. Don't you think you should take this responsibility?" The priest of Tianyu left. Stepping up to Ye Hongyu, he reprimanded, "Prince Longqing was abolished in the wilderness, he is the disciple of the head teacher! The head of the adjudication department, you didn't avenge him, but let go of the academy's thirteenth son." Sir, don't you feel that you are wrong!"

Ye Hongyu said in a deep voice, "First, I didn't find the scripture scroll when I entered the Demon Sect's mountain gate, it's because the great priest made a mistake in the information, and second, Long Qing was deposed because he violated the bet first, and he deserved to end up like this .”

Luo Kedi sneered from the side, "Do you mean that these are none of your business, or are you relying on the favor of your brother and the temple master to treat the head teacher and the priest of heaven as nothing?"

Ye Hongyu turned her head to look at Luo Kedi, her cold gaze made his heart tremble, she couldn't help avoiding her gaze, rubbed her nose and looked around.

The priest in charge pondered for a moment, and said, "Ye Hongyu is not effective in handling things, and I am afraid that he will not be qualified for the position of the head of the Judgment Department. I will give you another chance. If you succeed in this matter, you will make up for your mistakes."

If not.

Luo Kedi secretly glanced at Ye Hongyu, with a cold smile on his lips.

The priest in charge said in a deep voice, "Wei Guangming, the former priest of Guangming, escaped from You Pavilion and went to the Tang Kingdom. Before he died, he passed the golden compass to the daughter of Guangming. Your trip is to escort the daughter of Guangming back to Xiling."

Hearing that he could go to the country of Tang, Ye Hongyu looked as usual and took the order to leave.

Losing its vivid red color, the empty hall once again fell into oppressive and dull gloom.

After Ye Hongyu left, Luo Kedi straightened his expression, bowed to the priest in charge, and reported the news from Tucheng.

The priest of Tianyu frowned, and said in a deep voice, "So, Fu Ming failed."

Luo Kedi's heart tightened, he quickly leaned over to salute, and explained, "The head priest, although Fu Ming failed, we have already laid out the entire chess game, and we will definitely be able to defeat Ning Que this time."

"Long Qing is the direct disciple of the head teacher. It's useless to lose to the worst disciple, and he was exhausted!" the priest of Tianyu said dissatisfiedly, "These humiliations come from the master, from the Tang Dynasty, my lord Regardless of whether Ning Que is the son of Pluto or not, we must prove these crimes to him, let everyone in the world know what kind of students Master brought, and let all believers in Haotian deal with this country without faith!"

"This subordinate understands." Luo Kedi smiled viciously and said with cupped fists.

On the other hand, with the approach of Eternal Night, the winter in Haotian World has become extraordinarily long. In April, when the grass should grow and warblers fly, now the spring is cold and cold, just like winter.

Li slowly found a carriage from nowhere, and the group continued southward from Tucheng, and after traveling for more than half a month, they finally returned to Chang'an, which was still snowing.

It's almost May now, and the ice and snow still haven't stopped. Fine snowflakes mixed with ice particles crackled on the curtains. Looking at the towering gray city wall in the distance, Ning Que felt very excited.

He hadn't seen Sangsang for a long, long time, but at this moment, Sangsang could only curl up in the corner of a cell, watching the wind and snow blowing in from the narrow window, wondering what she was thinking.

Ever since her master and Master Ning Que had a duel outside the city, and then they both sat down, people kept looking for her to get the things left by Wei Guangming and Yan Se from her. Since Wei Guangming was a fugitive from Xiling, she took in the fugitives Naturally, he was imprisoned as well. As soon as Ning Que entered the city, he couldn't wait to return to Forty-seventh Lane. Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing when he saw him keep raising the car curtain and looking out.

Ning Que put down the car curtain and glanced at Mo Shanshan who was sitting next to Zhou Ji, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't bite Lu Dongbin, I'm helping you by leaving in a hurry, right, senior brother?"

Li slowly saw his eyebrows winking, and showed a gentle smile, "Master Mo finally came to Chang'an, Mr. Zhou will take Master Mo and her sisters to the capital for a walk in the next few days."

Mo Shanshan held back his joy, and the corners of his mouth still raised a shallow arc. Ning Que said goodbye to the three of them, turned over and got out of the carriage, and ran towards Linsiqi Lane in the distance against the falling snowflakes.

Li Slowly wanted to take the carriage to his master, so Zhou Ji also helped Mo Shanshan out of the carriage at the intersection of Suzaku Street. The two of them were not like Ning Que's exaggerated big black umbrella, nor Li Slowly. You can sit in the carriage to shelter from the wind and snow. Zhou Ji waved his hand, and a light blue transparent light curtain appeared above the two of them. Mo Shanshan has long been used to Zhou Ji's behavior of "wasting" mana, so he doesn't care much. However, Zhou Ji noticed the familiar fluctuations from a distance while releasing his spiritual consciousness.

"Sangsang?"