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

Feeling the burning pain in his shoulder, Gu Xichao didn't seem to feel the pain, looked up, and saw Ning Wuque, who defeated him, approaching quickly.

"Young Master." Ning Wuque only spoke out when they got close.

Ning You didn't make a sound, but continued to play with the iron whip.

Unexpectedly, it would be Ning Wuque who saved people.

But Ning Wuque hesitated for a while, and said uncertainly: "I can't say."

Ning You thought for a while and asked, "What are you doing here?"

His murderous intention was born suddenly. The time for the murderous intention to be born was not enough for Ning Wuque to rush from Shenshan to the dungeon of Shencheng.

Ning Wuque immediately said seriously: "Patriarch has issued an order that the ancestor is about to ascend, please go to the ancestral mausoleum."

Come on orders.

"So anxious? Tianjiao's martial arts performance has just ended." Ning You frowned slightly.

Ning Wuque shook his head: "I don't know, after entering the ancestral mausoleum, the young master may ask the Patriarch why."

Ning You smiled, and said slowly, "The reason for saving him."

If the thugs are out of control and uncontrollable thugs, it is better to die.

Ning Wuque shook his head: "I don't know either."

Then he transmitted the voice: "My intuition tells me that there is an opportunity in him, a kind of, a huge opportunity, if I kill him, the opportunity may disappear."

Ning Wuque, who started from recklessness, has always believed in his intuition, and his intuition has saved him countless times!
Therefore, as soon as he had an intuition, he did not hesitate to save people.

Ning You turned around, her voice full of playfulness: "Fate? My Ning clan, do I need chance?"

Ning Wuque was taken aback for a moment.

After a long while, I scratched my head: "Probably because I suffered too much before, I had an intuition, and I shot without thinking too much. If the young master doesn't care about the timing, I will give him a stick?"

"It's okay." Ning You looked at Gu Xichao again, shaking his head slightly.

The rescuers are gone, no one will stop him if he makes a move now, but he also lost his killing intent.

What he lacks is not destiny, but halo, strong kill, no halo.

Soon, Ning You looked away: "Do you want to go with me to Zuling?"

Ning Wuque said without thinking, "I'm the candidate for the ceremony, and my uncle will take care of me, so let's go with the young master."

His grandfather is in Zuling, if he can go to Zuling earlier, he has no reason to refuse.

With a twist of Ning You's wrist, the spiritual power surged, tearing open the space. He is already a martial saint, and has the strength to go to the ancestral mausoleum by himself.

Ancestral mausoleum.

Many ancestors of Ning's martial arts still proclaim themselves underground coffins.

There was only an old man with a haggard face, standing quietly in front of a tombstone, talking with Ning Sha.

As soon as Ning You and Ning Wuque entered the ancestral mausoleum, they immediately looked at each other.

The old man showed an ugly smile: "Boy Ning."

Ning You bowed attentively: "The boy has seen the ancestor."

The ancestors of Wuxian in Zuling are all worthy of respect.

Because some of the ancestors didn't want to go to the upper realm to become the bottom. Rather, they stayed in the ancestral mausoleum to serve as the foundation of the Ning family!

The reason why Feng Empire, Ning's Protoss, and Guchen Holy Land have been able to rule the Central Territory all the time is because each of them hides a large number of Martial Immortal Patriarchs!

Not surprisingly, this old man is the Martial Immortal who is about to ascend.

This person, Ning You only knows his name is Ning Chao, and there is no record of more information in the clan.

In his mind, Ning You showed hesitation: "Tianjiao's martial arts performance has just ended, and it is less than half a month since Wen Tiantai was born, why is the ancestor so anxious to ascend? If I don't wait for me to reach the top of the Tiantai, then I will ascend, what does the ancestor think?"

"The old man also wants to see Ning boy, you asked about the trip to the rooftop, but it's a pity that you can't wait."

After a pause, the old man shook his head: "In this vast central region, you are the only one who can climb to the top, Ning boy. Ask the rooftop, the place where the power of heaven is the strongest."

Ning Sha said softly: "The stronger the power of heaven, the more precious the benefits of heaven's blessings. It is a foregone conclusion for the ancestor to ascend. In this case, before Wen Tiantai was born, I will also add a little background for you."

Ning Sha's calling her ancestor is purely out of respect in her heart, not because Ning Sha is inferior to Ning Chao.

Ning You saluted again: "Boy understands."

The old man sat cross-legged on the ground: "Since your boy has come, the old man has started to prepare. Patriarch, Martial Immortal Ascension, don't be careless, you remember to tell Ning boy the key points."

Wisps of artistic conception spread.

Ning Sha thought for a while, closed his eyes and rested his mind: "Let's talk about it together when the other juniors arrive, so as not to make mistakes."

Hearing this, Ning You found a place to wait quietly. Before long, Ning's Tianjiao began to enter the ancestral mausoleum.

I thought it might last until Ning Chao started to soar, but I never thought.
About half an hour later.

Ning Sha suddenly opened her eyes: "This girl Fengying is here."

"Why is Ying'er here?" Ning You said suddenly.

Ning Sha's expression became strange.

The space channel emerged, Ning You got up and was ready to pick up people.

"You bastard, wait a while." Ning Sha said.

Ning You paused: "Father?"

Ning Sha hesitated for a while, but still transmitted the sound: "The news came earlier that this girl Fengying went to the Holy Land to kill Jiang Mu. You are hosting Tianjiao's martial arts performance. As a father, I temporarily blocked the news and never told you."

In fact, he was not sure how to deal with it, so he temporarily blocked the news, and now, Hanyue has arrived at Ning's
Ning You looked slightly condensed.

After a while, he sighed softly: "Jiang Mu, dead?"

He still underestimated Hanyue's murderous intentions.

"Your mother saved her."

Pausing for a while, Ning Sha said softly: "Your mother sent news that Fengying is not only no longer confused than before, but also has a much firmer heart. As a father, I still say the same thing, don't go too far, I'm really urging Fengdi. When he gets angry, he may dare to bring the foundation of the Feng family to fight with me, Ning."

Ning You pondered for a while, then entered the torn space and left.

Seeing this, Ning Sha shook her head slightly, closed her eyes and meditated!

The outside world, outside the sacred mountain.

The sky question mark floats quietly in the sky.

Hanyue also stood quietly on the deck, watching the tiny endless rivers and mountains below her feet.

After a while, the sacred mountain flickered, and Ning You walked out of the sacred mountain.

"Brother Ning..." Han Yue suddenly showed a smile, and threw herself into Ning You's arms.

The maids and soldiers of Tianwenmark bowed their heads.

Scanning silently again, his mood reveals a little sigh and complicated.

In front of other people, Hanyue has always been cold and unfaltering, but when facing Ning You...
"Ying'er, the ancestors of the clan are about to ascend, let's go to the ancestral mausoleum first." After hugging for a while, Ning You finally spoke.

Hanyue's face was flushed: "We are not married yet, so it may not be appropriate to rush to the ancestral mausoleum."

She won't mention Jiang Mu, but her words at this time.
"Getting married is only a matter of time, so why is it inappropriate? If Uncle Feng hadn't been reluctant, we should have gotten married long ago." Ning You slightly raised his hand to break open the space, and pulled Han Yue directly into the ancestral mausoleum.

As soon as she entered the ancestral mausoleum, Han Yue saluted: "Uncle Ning."