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

"No." Yu Lan bowed and left, her mind becoming curious... Suddenly, she inquired about the news of the Huangji Sect's relatives and was going to the Huangji Sect, she didn't believe that she really just wanted to see the sea of flowers.

She also knew what not to ask.

Ning Xuan spoke again: "Send someone to the Wind Empire, so I said that the sea of flowers was about to open, and invited Hanyue to go to the Emperor Pole Sect to take a look." "

No."

Yulan, far away.

After the back also dissipated, Ning Xuan spoke again: "Ning Lao."

"Young Lord." Ning Lao appeared silently.

Ning Xuan showed some hesitation.

Soon, the hesitation was covered by the ruthlessness: "You personally go to the Wind Empire Fire Cloud City, there is a blacksmith surnamed Jiao in the west of the city, tell him that the flower sea of the Huangji Sect is about to bloom, and the young master of the Ning Divine Clan invited Han Yue to go to the Huangji Sect to have a look, and after informing, you don't have to go to the Huangji Sect, just go straight back to the clan." "

Martial Saint Jiao Wen, a very ancient person.

The person he once followed was also the royal family of the Wind Empire, and that royal family once competed with the Wind Emperor for the throne.

After the defeat of that royal family, he gave up everything to fake his life to escape, and because of this, many people died, but Jiao Wen did not die, but hid in Fire Cloud City, and usually disguised himself as a mortal blacksmith.

Old Ning's expression changed slightly: "Young master, if the old slave leaves, your safety..."

"I have my own arrangements, this time, you are not suitable to appear... Leave the Shadow Shenzhou behind. Ning Xuan's voice was slightly deep.

"No." Ning Lao hesitated for a while, but he still responded, turning into a breeze and dissipating.

Ning Yu looked in the direction of the Wind Empire, his eyes slightly cold.

He thought about it for many days, but thinking about it, the more complex the plan, the more loopholes and flaws, and it was better to be simpler.

"Ying'er, if you are still unwilling to give up between life and death, then don't blame me for being cruel..."

A few days later.

The imperial capital of the Wind Empire, the Purple Palace.

"Princess..." A maid with a face full of excitement trotted into the Purple Palace.

Han Yue sat in front of the dresser: "What happened, so frizzy." "

The mirror reflects the stunning face of the country and the people.

The maid became more and more excited: "Young Lord Ning has sent news that there is a sect called Huangji Sect, there is a sea of flowers on the other side that is about to bloom, please ask the princess to go and watch it together..."

No wonder Chuncao was so excited, in this memory, Ning Xuan's name coerced the Middle Domain, and Ning Xuan did not live up to that reputation, almost did not leave Ning's family, and almost kept in retreat.

Invite Hanyue to visit somewhere? Almost non-existent.

"Huangjizong? A sea of flowers? "Hanyue's mind spinning... What is Ning Xuan doing there? Enjoying the scenery?

She didn't believe that her brother Ning, even if he didn't practice, would definitely not do something as beautiful as appreciating the scenery, but it was actually meaningless.

The subconscious mind quickly rotated, recalling the news about the Huangji Sect.

In her memory, there was not much news about the Emperor Jizong.

I only vaguely remember that in my previous life, I heard that Zhenbei Hou had a secretly calculated son who did not die, and he entered the Huangji Sect, with excellent talent, and after breaking through the Martial Saint, he returned to the Zhenbei Hou Mansion with the backing of the Huangji Sect.

I remember that after he returned, because he avenged his biological mother, many people died, and even the main mother of Zhenbeihou Mansion, and even the son of the world.

The reason why she knew was because of the change in the world, and the news spread back to the imperial capital, and she understood one or two... She also remembered that because that person took the position of young lord as a son, many people did not like it, and I heard that it was difficult everywhere, and even came to the imperial capital twice.

Pity...... Not long after that, she married Ning Xuan, and the Wind Empire disappeared, remembering that the son seemed to have extraordinary strength, and even caused Ning Xuan to personally take action.

The bones were also devoured by the Reincarnation Sword Codex, turning them into food for Ning Xuan's advance.

But that was at least twenty years later.

Right now? Perhaps, she can include that son in the Blood Shadow Ride in advance!

Chuncao, who had not received a response for a long time, tentatively said, "Princess? What happened to you? Don't want to go? "

Although Chuncao is just a maid, Hanyue's maid is different from the maid of other forces... Compared with the people under Ning Xuan, Chuncao's status will be equal to the four major battles!

In the official position system of the Wind Empire, Spring Grass is also named!

Han Yue shook her head and whispered: "Have you found out the cause of death of Feng Yan?"

Chuncao's

excitement disappeared, and she hung her head: "Where Sister Feng Yan died, there is not the slightest clue left... At least the Martial Saint made a move in the later stage, so that Sister Feng Yan could not transmit any news and leave any traces.

After a short pause, Chuncao spoke cautiously again: "Sister Xin said that when Sister Feng Yan died, there was a vicinity... Only Young Lord Ning had the strength to do it nearby. "

What she said was Sister Xin, named Xin Meng, and Feng Yan were sisters.

Under Hanyue, there are also four personal maids, who do not judge high or low by status, but only sisters by age... Originally, the cultivation of the four people was different, but after Hanyue was reborn, the cultivation of the four people was already in the late stage of Martial Venerable.

Chuncao is the smallest, and the other three are all her sisters.

The eldest, named Ziying, is not in the imperial capital, and he and Xin Meng are still investigating the cause of Feng Yan's death.

To Chuncao's surprise, she originally thought that Hanyue would be furious, but Hanyue didn't react much.

"After checking for three years, I haven't found the reason, so I don't have to check again, let them come back and follow me to the Huangji Sect."

......

Fire Cloud City, west of the city, edge.

"Shhh... Boom...... In

the smithy, a burly man who looked to be forty or fifty years old was hammering an iron sword with his bare arms, and he was sweating hotly.

It was like an ordinary person, an ordinary person who had never practiced.

Opposite the blacksmith shop, a tea house.

Ning Lao's breath converged, like an ordinary mortal old man, sitting by the window on the second floor of the tea house, quietly drinking tea.

But the rest of his gaze quietly paid attention to the blacksmith.

"In the middle of the Martial Saint period, there are dark wounds... If memory serves, this breath is indeed a follower under the former Feng Qianshan, Jiao Wen. Whispering in his heart, Ning Lao's eyes narrowed slightly.

Feng Qianshan, the prince who once competed with the Wind Emperor for the throne, is said to have died.

Jiao Wen has always been chased and killed by the Feng Clan, missing for thousands of years, saying that this person is dead, but he didn't expect to be really alive... Even the Ning Clan didn't know that this person was hiding as an ordinary person here, how did the young master know?

This thought, in a flash... He didn't know what Ning Xuan was planning.

But he knew that since he personally informed, obviously the news could not leak a little, he was confident, after he disguised, Jiao Wen categorically could not see through, but he could not be arrogant and rashly contact in person.

After thinking for a while.

Ning Lao spoke with a hoarse voice: "Xiao Er." "

Guest..." a man dressed as a little two approached quickly.

Elder Ning squeezed out a stiff smile: "Go and give this thing to the blacksmith, go now, give it to him within ten breaths, and this spirit stone will be awarded to you." "

For ordinary people who have not practiced, one spirit stone is enough to keep food and clothing for ten years.

"Guest... Guest, really? Xiao Er's voice became trembling, and he sent a jade Jian, who had such a rich reward, and suddenly he was a little unreal.

Ning Lao frowned slightly: "If you don't go, Old Immortal can change to someone else." "