Fantasy: Storytelling about the crying saint, the beginning of the Barren Heavenly Emperor

At this moment.

Ning Chuan’s last few words exploded in Nan Xiyue’s mind like countless bombs.

The explosion buzzed in her head, setting off terrifying waves!

[Obviously there is a great prospect, but it is destroyed in the hands of the closest people! ] 】

[In the end, a fragrant jade was killed, and the soul flew to a sad end! ] 】

[Maybe I can only say that the red face is a thin life. ] 】

‘This Ning Chuan, is he saying that he will die in the future? Out of one’s wits? ’

Nanxi Moon was like falling into an ice cellar, and a cold breath was cold from beginning to end.

“Blue girl?”

Ning Chuan’s doubtful voice sounded.

Only then did Nan Xiyue suddenly come to her senses, and quickly forced a smile on her face and said, “Mr. Ning, what’s wrong?” ”

“I didn’t do much, but you, you looked like you had lost your soul.”

Ning Chuan smiled dumbly and quipped: “You are not Nan Xiyue, why did you come out with a sad look?” ”

“Huh?”

Nan Xiyue quickly sorted out her expression: “No, no, I just feel sorry for Nan Xiyue, a saintly girl in the hall, and finally her soul will scatter.” ”

“Hahaha, I didn’t think that the blue girl was kind-hearted.”

Ning Chuan smiled, and then stretched out his finger and said to Qian Zhuang in front of him: “Okay, the place I’m going to has arrived, so let’s stay here.” ”

After that, Ning Chuan walked straight towards Qianzhuang.

Until Ning Chuan went a long way.

Nan Xiyue raised her head and was about to ask, only to realize that Ning Chuan had left.

At this time, she removed her disguise, and her beautiful eyes revealed a low color.

“I….. Will you end up dying at the hands of those close to you? ”

“Ning Chuan…. Is all this true or false? ”

“He doesn’t know that I am Nan Xiyue, so there is no need to lie to me.”

“So, what he said is true?”

Holding a messy head, Nan Xiyue was shallow and shallow, and returned to the inn with a lost soul.

Seeing Nan Xiyue come back.

Wyvern said while packing his luggage

“Your Highness, there is news from the Blood Demon Sect, what time do we leave today?”

However, he waited for a long time and did not wait for Nan Xiyue’s answer.

He turned his head suspiciously.

I saw Nan Xiyue sitting on the bench, staring blankly out the window.

“Your Highness?” The wyvern called tentatively.

“Hmm…?”

Nan Xiyue looked down at the Flying Dragon Real Person, confused, “What’s wrong?” ”

The flying dragon real person was helpless, so he had to say again:

“There is news from the Blood Demon Sect, when will we leave today and leave here?”

“Not leaving.”

In the ears of the flying dragon real person, Nan Xiyue’s answer was heard.

“What? Not leaving? The wyvern immediately widened his eyes.

“Yes, not leaving!”

Nan Xiyue took a deep breath, her eyes regained their radiance, and said firmly:

“The matter over there in the Blood Demon Sect, let the palace send someone else to solve it.”

“I’m going to stay here!”

“There are some things I have to figure out!”

When the flying dragon heard this, he was completely dumbfounded.

I wipe …!!!

How did Her Highness go out and walk and come back as if she had changed a person?

What kind of soul soup did that kid in Ningchuan pour into Her Royal Highness?!

You even want to stay here and don’t leave?!

“But…” the wyvern was about to speak.

“No, but!”

Nan Xiyue said categorically, “Elder Feilong, if you want to leave, you can go yourself, I can stay here alone.” ”

Hearing this, the Flying Dragon Real Man couldn’t help but helplessly raise his forehead and let out a long sigh.

His duty this time is to protect Nan Xiyue.

Nan Xiyue doesn’t leave, where can he go?

‘Alas, Ning Chuan, Ning Chuan, what exactly did you say to Her Royal Highness! The Flying Dragon Elder thought with a sigh.

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Meanwhile.

Ning Chuan also went to Qianzhuang and took the dividend fee given to him by the major booksellers.

A total of 5.63 million taels of gold.

That’s just astronomical!

If it is an ordinary people, I am afraid that they can take this wealth to pass on to their children and grandchildren, and it will be endless for generations.

However, Ning Chuan’s mentality is okay.

After stepping into the path of cultivation, he no longer cared about this so-called gold and silver.

Immediately.

He took this golden money ticket, went to the merchant house, exchanged all of them for 10,000 spirit stones, and put them in the system warehouse.

After doing all this, Ning Chuan returned to the inn to prepare the content of tomorrow’s storytelling.

That’s right.

Tomorrow is another issue of storytelling.

It was a crucial plot.

It’s a turning point in the whole story!

Even Ning Chuan himself, remembering that plot, felt ups and downs, extremely looking forward to it.

Therefore.

He has to be prepared!

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Meanwhile.

In the remote Qingzhou belt.

In the middle of a barren mountain.

The earth was full of blood, and there were more than ten corpses lying horizontally.

Among these more than ten corpses, there was a strong man wearing a purple robe whose strength had reached the level of a marquis!

However, all the corpses, including the corpses of the powerhouses of this Sealing Realm, had their hearts taken out, and there were no additional wounds on their bodies.

Thus.

These more than ten years ago, they were all killed by one blow!

A petite girl with a red umbrella and a strange smile on her face is walking in the sticky blood on the ground.

“What is it?”

An eerie voice sounded.

The red umbrella girl lowered her head and stretched out her hand to pull out a book from the collar of a corpse, revealing a corner.

On the cover of the book stained with blood, the three words “Legend of the Heavenly Emperor” can be faintly seen.

“My Buddha is merciful, you shouldn’t have killed so many people.”

A sighing sound came from the throat of the red umbrella girl.

The girl who was still smiling slyly suddenly turned into a look of pity and sorrow on her face.

“Fuck off! It’s my time, you give less finger-pointing! ”

The look of pity on the girl’s face became violent and cruel again in an instant!

Even the sound became shrill with it!

“Sin barriers, the bitter sea has no end, turning back is the shore!” The girl’s expression tore and changed, and in the blink of an eye it became solemn again, like a Buddha and a bodhisattva.

“Hahaha! That is, there is no end, where is the shore? But in an instant, the girl’s expression became eerie and mocking.

“Obstacle! You are so boundless to kill, the heavens will not let you go, sooner or later it will be full of karma! ”

“Heavens? I mean Providence! Who dares not to follow?! ”

“Obstacle! They also have wives, sons and daughters, and they have never messed with you, so why should you slaughter like this? ”

“I want to kill and kill, what other reason do I need?”

I saw that in this barren mountain range, an extremely strange and terrifying picture appeared.

The girl with the red umbrella, standing alone in a pool of blood, quickly asked herself questions.

In her face.

Sometimes he looks solemn, like a bodhisattva Buddha.

From time to time, his expression became eerie and smiling, like a powerful ghost Shura.

Her face is constantly distorted and changing, and the two extremes are constantly staged, as if they are about to tear apart!