I, the villain of Destiny, started with holding the male chief's sacrificial flag

In the blink of an eye, a year passed slowly.

The Middle Domain, still the Middle Domain, the underlying forces attack each other for the sake of resources or interests, and fight endlessly.

The four major forces still overlook all living beings from above, unclean.

The west of the Divine Mountain of the Ning Clan, about 300,000 li away.

A huge flying boat about the same size as the Phantom Divine Boat and black as a whole stretched across the sky.

Compared with the extremely luxurious Shadow Shenzhou, this black flying boat is not only huge in size, but its appearance is much more low-key.

But if outsiders see this flying boat, the shock they feel will not be lower than when they see the phantom divine boat, because this flying boat is called, the heavenly question mark!

Legend has it that many years ago, when the princess of the Wind Empire, Han Yue, was just born, it happened that a Martial Emperor Great Demon in the Heavenly Demon Mountain invaded the Wind Empire and led a group of demons to destroy countless cities in the Wind Empire.

The Wind Emperor was furious, and actually rushed to the border pass and killed the big demon town on the spot.

Then he returned to the imperial capital with the bones, summoning nearly ten eight-grade refining masters and close to a hundred seventh-grade refining masters.

Many refining masters joined forces, taking the corpse of the Great Demon of the Nawu Emperor as the main body, which took nearly ten years to refine into a flying boat and a heavenly question mark.

In the year of Hanyue's sixteenth birthday, the Wind Emperor gave Hanyue the Heavenly Question Mark as a rite of passage.

Since then, the sky has been covered with dust and the question mark has been overshadowed.

And at this time, the flying boat that has not moved across the sky is not a question mark in the sky?

Sky Question Mark, where the deck is.

Hanyue, who wore a white gauze cloak, stood quietly on the deck, and behind her, there were many iron-armored soldiers, exuding a thick bloody aura.

I don't know how long it took.

A dark shadow approached rapidly and landed on the deck.

Han Yue, who stood quietly, said in a cold voice: "Have you found out?"

The man knelt on one knee, and his voice was hoarse: "Princess Hui, his subordinates have constantly sent Neiying to break into the Ning Clan, and seventy-four people have been exposed and sacrificed in the past year, but no matter how you inquire, the final result only shows that the strange order a year ago was indeed personally ordered by Young Lord Ning, and no one knows the specific reason." "

Pure voice, you can't tell if it's a man or a woman.

And that so-called strange order was naturally Ning Xuan's attempt to use the intelligence power of the Ning family to take the initiative to find the son of luck.

Although he had long known that he could not get an answer, Hanyue was still a little disappointed.

Han Yue pondered for a while and then spoke: "Lin Feng and Ye Tian, what are the secrets of these two, why did he go to the Eastern Region to personally deal with these two people.

The black shadow respectfully said: "The subordinates sent five waves of men to the Eastern Region to investigate, and after analysis, these two people just met one of the characteristics of the strange order of the young lord of Ning Xuan a year ago, from former geniuses to waste, and these two people had good luck, except for this, there was no other news."

"You should know what the hell I want to hear." Han Yue turned around, and her voice became colder.

Since the end of the marriage ceremony a year ago, she has not been idle, constantly recalling some opportunities in her previous life that were enough to make her heart, and sending people to "collect".

He also secretly investigated why Ning was worried about the difference between his past life and this life.

Unfortunately, the reason has not been found.

"I also ask His Highness to forgive me." Black Shadow nodded.

Han Yue looked in the direction of the Ning Divine Clan again: "Continue to check." The

black shadow figure flashed and disappeared into black light.

The flying boat trembled slightly, and set sail again... Ahead was the direction of the Ning Clan.

Han Yue's gaze wandered: "Are you looking for these people specifically to kill?" But why did I kill a few, but I didn't find any difference from ordinary people..." Ever

since the spies of the Wind Empire learned of Ning Xuan's strange order a year ago, she was initially surprised, and then went to find a few people, and then killed.

She found that there was no difference between those people and ordinary people, nor did they have a few more lives, let alone carry any extraordinary opportunities, but one of them was a person in a remote area who was slightly special, and a remnant soul of the Martial Saint Realm appeared on his body before he died.

When the remnant soul saw her, he came under her command very sensibly, and secretly served her, which was not a weak help.

What puzzled her the most was that although there were very few people who matched that strange characteristic, the Ten Directions Region could still find some, and as a result, the spies of the Ning Clan would somehow always ignore those places.

It's getting weirder.

A few days later.

Sky question mark, close to Mount Kinabalu.

An iron-armored soldier approached: "Princess, we have reached the Ning Clan. Han

Yue, whose thoughts traveled, quietly returned to his senses.

Vaguely, he seemed to be holding an ordinary jade pendant in his hand.

Han Yue took off the cloak: "Go and inform Brother Ning, so I said that I passed by here and specially sought him to talk." "

The ironclad soldiers left the flying boat and approached Mount Kinabalu.

Not for a moment.

Elder Ning flew out of the sacred mountain with dozens of people and approached the deck: "The old slave has seen Princess Hanyue. "

What about Brother Ning, are you still cultivating?" Hanyue instantly stretched out his head and looked at the sacred mountain area, revealing a lot of disappointment.

Elder Ning hurriedly explained: "The young master has just broken through the late stage of Martial Zun before January, and he is in retreat to comprehend... The princess does not need to worry, the young master already knows that the princess is coming to visit and is about to leave the customs. "

You are all waiting here, I'll go find Brother Ning..." Han Yue suddenly showed a bright smile and flew into the sacred mountain.

Although she has no token, but her identity is special, the formation will naturally not block it.

Heavenly question mark, floating quietly beyond the sacred mountain.

Forget the palace, Ning Xuan did not go out of the customs... At least on the surface, there is no exit yet, and the palace door of the Palace of Forgetfulness has not been opened.

Hanyue was not in a hurry, just like she was once "ignorant", sitting outside the palace gate with a light smile, holding her face with her hands, waiting very gently.

It didn't take long.

"Sister Ying..." With a shout, Ning Yue jumped and approached.

After getting closer, Ning Yue directly pounced and buried her head in Hanyue's chest.

Han Yue also rubbed Ning Yue's head

: "Xiao Yue'er..." "Sister-in-law, my hair has been messed up by you again

..." Ning Yue cried and pouted, and soon showed a bad smile: "This old old man is still in retreat, I'll help you call it out..."

Then Ning Yue jumped to the gate of the palace.

"Brother, my sister-in-law is here..." slammed

the palace door.

The maids in the vicinity all bowed their heads.

Hanyue showed a little warmth.

It was soon replaced by a fleeting coldness... She remembered that Ning Yue in her previous life, when she just learned that she had been killed, quarreled with Ning Yue for three days.

Not much, just three days.

After three days, I forgot about her.

The family that seems to be close to her, in fact, has an extremely cruel temperament!

After counting the breaths.

"Crunch..." the palace door opened.

"You girl, this Forgetful Palace is about to be knocked apart by you." Ning Xuan walked out of the palace gate with a full of helplessness.

Ning Yue muttered, "It's not that it hasn't fallen apart yet..." Ning

shook his head helplessly, and walked down the steps with a gentle attitude: "Ying'er." When

he spoke, his pupils froze without a trace.