I ran away after slacking my apprentice

This is?

Tidal fog!

Rao Ning even recognized the shape of the mist slightly, it was clearly the same as the tidal mist at Kunhai.

"The rumors about the tidal fog in the past turned out to be true..." Murong Yan shook his head, he looked at Ze Ji with complicated eyes, and couldn't tell what it was like.

The high and mighty emperor should be fair and heartless, but Ze Yu was emotionally moved.

He shouldn't like Tianzun.

"Shengqing, you actually don't want to believe that this emperor is such a person, right?"

Ze Jin said with a taunting smile, "Don't talk about you, I don't believe it myself. That's why I want to give it a try. I want to know that if the apprentice he accepted unexpectedly, one day he will be in front of him. Become a demon, will he feel pity in his heart, will he appear because of this?"

Ze Ji's tone was calm, and when he mentioned Ning Jiwei, he didn't even have a slight emotional ups and downs, as if this kind of tempting scheme to become a demon was an extremely common trivial matter.

The imperial palace was eerily quiet.

"Ze Ji, you are crazy." Murong Yan said in a deep voice.

This was the first time he called Ze Yu by his name, not by the emperor.

He rested his fingertips quietly on Ning Ji's slightly waist, and although there was a gap in spiritual power between him and the emperor who had regained his spiritual power, the gap was not too great. It was not that he could cast a barrier without a trace under the eyes of the emperor. impossible……

"I also think I'm crazy." Zeyu stood up, looked down at Murong Yan and Ning Jiwei, and put away the emotion on his face, "But the real source, shouldn't it be Mo Yuan? He So ruthless, you can watch your apprentice become a demon and fall into the six realms of reincarnation..."

"Chengming, Chengming, you are his only apprentice, and I still think he values ​​you, but the result is the same. He never made a move from the beginning to the end, and even when you were punished by me, he never even saw you. "

When the barrier was deployed, the system in Ning Jiwei's body was awakened by Murong Yan again.

Ning Jiwei tilted his head in surprise, but Murong Yan's eyes were full of sternness, he pushed Ning Jiwei away before Zeyu spoke again, and pushed Ning Jiwei into the enchantment he cast, "Master , let's go!"

[Space Teleportation is loaded, countdown: 5, 4, 3...]

Ning leaned slightly on the edge of the barrier, his whole heart ached, "Ah Yan, you can't!"

But Murong Yan had already got up and went towards Zejiu, with powerful spiritual power rushing straight to Zejiu's face, the spiritual power in the imperial palace was restless and agitated.

Cracks appeared on the ground under the impact of Murong Yan's spiritual power, and half of the barrier around Zeyu was shattered.

Murong Yan's determination to perish together did not expect it, so he had no time to avoid it, so he could only watch Murong Yan's spiritual power attack his face.

Even though Dijun can deal with Ning Jiwei as he likes, if Dijun dies, Ning Jiwei will no longer be threatened.

As long as Dijun... dies!

Murong Yan strengthened his spiritual power again, and that blow almost exhausted his spirit power, but at the very moment of the blow, a large amount of mist suddenly evaporated in the imperial palace.

The mist blurred Murong Yan's eyes for an instant, and briefly blocked Murong Yan's attack.

Although the blocking is only for a very short period of time, it is enough.

Zeyu curled his lips coldly, his eyes filled with demonic energy, but within a short while it replaced his original spiritual power.

Ning Ji looked at the sudden appearance of the demonic energy through the fog, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Ayan, get out of there!"

"It's late." Ze Ji raised his hand, and used all the mist in the imperial palace for his own use. The moisture of the sea rushed towards his face, restraining Murong Yan's spiritual power, and also penetrated the barrier Murong Yan set up.

The next moment, the system in Ning Jiwei's body shattered, and he fell suddenly in the middle of casting the spell, and fell into an abyss.

Fog all around.

"A Yan!"

But there is no sign of Murong Yan around Ning Jiwei, it is clearly desolate, so he doesn't even know where this place leads.

The salty smell of the sea water constantly impacted Ning Jiwei, causing him a severe headache, as if all the strength in his body had been removed.

so cold...

Ning Jiwei slowly hugged himself tightly, but he couldn't stop the chill around him at all, the coldness like falling into an ice cellar went straight to his heart.

Suddenly, most of the fog in front of Ning Jiwei dissipated, followed by misty clouds in the fairy world.

Through the clouds and mist, Ning Jiwei seemed to hear something.

"Immortal Venerable, subordinate..."

The voice was quite familiar, and Ning Jiwei had some outlines in his mind, he couldn't help standing up, and walked towards the cloud and mist.

The closer he got to the cloud and mist, Ning Jiwei saw the scene of the fairy world getting closer to him. He saw a palace with its door wide open.

Someone walked into the gate of the palace with something in his hand, walked all the way across the small bridge with gurgling water, bypassed the corridor made of white jade, and stopped in front of a door full of restrictions.

"Immortal Venerable?" the man called out.

The door opened by itself, but no one could enter. The man frowned, and narrowed his eyes, "Xianzun, why are you doing this again? Is it a formation?"

The plain clothes of the people in the room were loose, most of their outer robes were scattered on the floor, and their black hair was so long that it almost dragged the floor, but he didn't realize it, and turned his back to the people outside the room, and he didn't respond.

The man waited for a long time before the person in the room couldn't hear the emotion, "What's your name?"

this voice!Ning Jiwei hurried into the room, he passed through the restriction outside the room, and happened to stop in front of him when the people in the room turned their heads.

It was a face that Ning Jiwei missed so much at this moment, with picturesque eyebrows and a peerless appearance, no one could fault it when looking at it, it was his Murong Yan!

"Subordinate Chang Zhou." Chang Zhou outside the room seemed a little helpless, he had reported his name three times in recent days, how come the Immortal Venerable still can't remember it?

"Oh...Chang Zhou." Murong Yan's eyes didn't linger on Ning Jiwei for a moment, he didn't seem to see Ning Jiwei, his eyes only fell on Chang Zhou outside the door, "If you are free, go to practice Well, you don't need to look after me here."

"Yes." Chang Zhou turned around and pursed his lips.

I heard that Shengqing Immortal Venerable studies some fairy arts and formations when he has nothing to do, and occasionally closes the door of the room and so on.

He is cold and boring, and he also studies fairy arts...

"Why is it so unlucky to be assigned to Shengqing Xianzun?" Chang Zhou clenched the tray in his hand depressed.

"Changzhou!" The immortal shouted with spiritual power from inside the room, and the Changzhou outside the room was like a frightened bird.

He held the tray to block the immortal's spiritual power, and ran away in fright, "This subordinate knows his mistake! This subordinate should go to practice now!"

When the screen changed, it was still the palace, but the surrounding spiritual power had changed.

Ning Jiwei watched Murong Yan hide in the formation, he wanted to touch Murong Yan, even his sleeves, but he could only pass through those screens and could not touch anything.

"This formation..." Murong Yan reappeared in the screen, looking at the abundant spiritual power in his palm, his eyes seemed to be a little joyful.

Immediately afterwards, the formation in the room changed, and circles of spiritual power spread around Murong Yan as the center. When the spiritual power swept across, Murong Yan almost murmured: "It turns out that it is a technique of traveling through time and space, no wonder I I didn't get the point before..."

Afterwards, Ning Ji could not hear clearly, only saw that the spiritual power in the formation completely covered Murong Yan.

Vision gradually becomes blurred...

At the same time, time and space changed, and the fairyland faded away in the blink of an eye, followed by feasting and feasting and heavy traffic.

This is……?

The street lights on the wide road are bright, music, noise, and even the sound of vehicles' horns can be heard not far away.

All of these hinted at something, Ning Jiwei couldn't help but froze in place.

Not only Ning Ji was slightly stunned, but Murong Yan in the picture was also very confused, he couldn't understand the current scene, and he didn't even know what year and month it was.

Pedestrians passed by him, all of them looked like giants, but he could only stay in the middle of the road, which was a bit inexplicable.

What is this place?

Murong Yan raised his hand and looked at his fingertips, the original strong spiritual power had all faded away, without the spiritual power, he seemed extremely small, even the fingertips were so tender.

Suddenly, the green light on the crosswalk went out, and after a brief yellow light, the red light came on.

The little child stood in the middle of the road, his body was too petite, and was completely ignored by the approaching truck.

Murong Yan, who had no spiritual power and was not familiar with what this behemoth was, watched helplessly as the truck approached.The sound of the horn was harsh, and the lights of the car were dazzling. He was rarely surprised, but he couldn't avoid it immediately.

"A Yan!"

Ning Jiwei rushed over anxiously, but someone was faster than him, hugged Murong Yan who was standing in the middle of the road, and they both rolled to the side.

Murong Yan only had time to see the man's steadfast eyes, but darkness was already shrouded in front of his eyes.

Ning Jiwei saw the man's back, a simple and clean shirt, and a pair of light-colored jeans. This back...

Sure enough, Ning Jiwei heard the man "hiss", propped himself up, and sat on the ground in embarrassment.

"Little friend." The man rubbed his arm, and helped Murong Yan who fell on the ground, "Why don't you know how to hide in such a dangerous place in the middle of the road? Don't do this next time!"

kid?

Murong Yan raised his eyes suspiciously, he tilted his neck, and saw himself clearly in the eyes of that person, a small child, probably less than six years old.

No wonder you call yourself a kid.

Murong Yan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't make a sound, so he could only look at the man's face silently.

Different from Murong Yan's stunning face, the person in front of him has a very attractive face, especially his eyes, which seem to have a certain allure when he is serious.

It was such a person who saved himself.

"What are you looking at, kid?" Perhaps because of Murong Yan's young appearance at the moment, the man's tone softened, and he followed Murong Yan's line of sight to look at the wound on his arm.

"Oh, this." The man raised his hand, "I'm fine, just go home and sterilize. But you, kid, your parents will be worried if you're wandering outside at such a late hour. I'll just Let's go first, you go home quickly, be obedient."

After speaking, the man turned around, and the moment he turned around, he saw the man's face clearly.

It was a face exactly like his own.

That's what he looked like shortly after graduating from college and finding his first job.

Ning Jiwei's eyes widened in disbelief, the memory in his mind became more and more confused, and he had a terrible headache, so he could only crouch on the ground with his head in his arms.

In the picture, he walked towards Ning Jiwei with his arms covered, and walked straight through Ning Jiwei's body.