There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 394 Life Is Like a Drama (Part Three)

Even Ning Tian didn't expect that Ning Xia would choose to assassinate Ning Huan at this moment, so he was admiring Ning Xia's dance, so he had no chance to stand up and stop him.

But amidst the screams of the dancers around, Ning Huan seemed calm, he quietly stretched out a finger to point at Ning Xia's hairpin.

I saw the sharp hairpin wrinkled and bent in front of Ning Huan's fingers, and almost condensed into a small metal ball. Then Ning Huan stretched out his arms and pinched Ning Xia's neck for no reason.

The neck, as smooth and soft as a swan, was fragile like a work of art made of colored glass in Ning Huan's hands.

"Do you want to kill me?" Ning Huan lifted Ning Xia up with one hand, and then said grimly as if nothing had happened.

Ning Xia nodded slowly and said yes.

Ning Huan couldn't help laughing out loud.

His laughter echoed throughout the lobby, shaking the oiran dancers to cover their ears with their hands, but they all fainted in the end.

"Why?" Ning Huan looked at Ning Xia and asked.

Ning Xia looked at the master in front of him with a pale face: "I thought you wouldn't ask this question."

Because I want to kill you, you are the one who knows best.

Ning Huan smiled and said nothing, but looked down at the hairpin that fell on the ground and turned into a small metal ball.

"The sword just now was a bit interesting."

"Where did you learn it?"

Of course Ning Huan was referring to the sword that Ning Xia stabbed at him just now.

Ning Xia bowed her head and remained silent.

"Aren't you even willing to say this?" Ning Huan shook his head and said with a smile, "It seems to you that you have really let down my love for you for so long."

Ning Xia lowered her head, still silent.

The expressionless beauty is sometimes more touching.

"Do you know why I taught you the girl's magic power?" Ning Huan continued indifferently.

"Because Master's Great Compassion Endowment requires me to help you get through the pass." Ning Xia said coldly, pursing her lips.

"It turns out that you still have questions that you are willing to answer." Ning Huan smiled, stretched out his hand, let Ning Xia land freely, and let this beautiful woman kneel down in front of him.

"Yes, and no." Ning Xia said softly.

She knelt down on the ground, her face pale as paper, the woman raised her head and looked at the master with a cold smile: "I don't understand why all of this is happening."

What is the reason for all this?

Where should this start?

Since Ningxia was taken to the Hall of Sadness and Joy, her whole life has become a joke.

In the beginning, the master was the one who saved her from the fire and water, taking care of her meticulously, treating her like a princess, and even learning all kinds of wonderful and powerful martial arts. How could Ningxia not regard Ning Huan as a reborn parent, respect and love her.

But with the arrival of Hei Wu, the truth of all this was brutally revealed. It turned out that the death of his parents and the destruction of the village were all Ning Huan's schemes, just to find the girl who survived the catastrophe.

But at this time, Ning Xia was already unable to withdraw. Even though she knew that the hypocritical master in front of her was behind all the changes in her destiny, she was powerless to struggle and resist.

Even if he wanted revenge, he couldn't find a chance at all.

In this dark despair, Ningxia finally chose to escape Ning Huan's control even if she died, so she took the initiative to ask Ying to find out the cause of Ning Huaiyuan's death, and finally planned to defect.

After all, Zhongtu is really far away from the Western Regions, so far away that Ningxia can die alone here.

It's just that Ning Huan didn't expect that even though it was not far away, Ning Huan would still come to her and become her nightmare again, and her fear would become everything that dominated her.

That's why Ning Xia wanted to speak and asked why.

Why are you so fooling my fate?

Why was I the only one chosen among thousands of people?

"Because you have a special talent." Ning Huan looked at Ning Xia and said quietly.

"I don't know what talent I have." Ning Xia lowered his head and said.

All her courage was used to stab out that hairpin just now.

Now she doesn't know what else she can do to hurt the person in front of her.

"You have something, but you don't even know it." Ning Huan looked at the disciple in front of him and said with a smile: "I remember I told you that the martial arts I am practicing now is called Tiandi Jiaozheng Yinyang Great Compassion Fu .”

"This can be said to be the most powerful and evil martial art in the world today. It can reverse the fate of cause and effect, make people rejuvenate, and live forever."

"En." Ning Xia hummed lightly.

Because Ning Huan has indeed practiced, in Ningxia's memory, this master has always sat on the throne of that palace with an old and decayed body, and rarely stepped out of the palace.

But now, Ning Huan, who came to Middle-earth, really deserved his youthful body.

And he was able to beat the combination of Hei Wu and Duan Wu relatively easily, and his young and healthy body played an indispensable role.

"When I chose to join the Luo Sect and serve the leader, it was the leader who promised me that he would give me this supreme book of the Luo Sect in the future." Ning Huan continued: "It's just that he warned me before giving me the book. Although it is said that this martial art has been created for hundreds of years, except for its founder, no one has really practiced it to a high level. Even the leader himself doubts whether someone has modified this martial art. So much so that this martial art has become a trap."

This is something Ning Huan has never said to anyone else, even Ning Xia is a little fascinated by it.

And Ning Tian said from the side: "But Master, you have done what the predecessors could not do, haven't you?"

"Actually not." Ning Huan shook his head and said, "After I first got this treasure book, I really felt like I had found a treasure, so I sealed the Bone Erosion Sword and lived deep in the Palace of Sadness and Joy to study and practice this martial art with great concentration. At that time, I knew that my life span was approaching, and if I could not rely on this Great Compassion Fu to prolong my life, I would surely die of old age and eventually turn into a pile of dry bones."

"However, when it comes to martial arts, haste makes waste. Although I study day by day, I still can't even get the superficial part of this great compassion gift. Even my original martial arts are in danger of being ruined and declined."

"The saddest thing in this world is to enter Baoshan and return empty-handed."

Ning Tian knew that he had kissed the wrong flattery, while Ning Xia pursed his lips and asked, "Then how did you cultivate to this level, Master?"

No matter what Ning Huan said about how difficult it was for him to enter the realm at the beginning, but now Ning Huan has indeed reached the seventh level of innate rejuvenation through the Heaven and Earth Conquest of Yin and Yang Great Compassion, and—although Ning Huan said that he broke through the eighth level The state of extermination of all demons requires a high-quality furnace to match, but at least for now, the furnace in Ningxia is still a perfect body.

It also means that Ning Huan completely relied on himself, so he trained the Great Compassion Fu to the seventh level.

"Because I don't believe that I will not be as good as the person who created the gift of great compassion." Ning Huan said slowly.

(End of this chapter)