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

"Father, mother, my child is unfilial, even if I try my best, I can't avenge you...My child is here to find you..." Ning Wuque showed a relieved smile as he watched the sword lotus sweeping towards him.

In a daze, he seemed to see the parents whose appearance he could no longer remember.

As for Ning You, he began to glance around from the corner of his eye... Would the child of extreme luck die just because of his own choice?
"Young master, he shouldn't die." A clear voice sounded, before the person arrived, the voice came out first.

Ning You secretly sighed: "As expected..."

A child of full luck would die so easily.

An inexplicable mood rose.

A middle-aged man appeared beside Ning You out of thin air... The sword lotus all over the sky became still again.

That is, a power far beyond Ning You's limit.

Ning You shook her head slightly, and with a thought, the power of life and death dissipated, and it also dissipated, Endless Sword Lotus.

"Ding, Ning Wuque/Ning Zhao, the son of luck, is ashamed and desperate."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for capturing five hundred destiny points."

Ning You, who was still secretly helpless, suddenly twitched her eyelids... Five hundred?so much?
How desperate Ning Wuque was after this battle, and his luck was cut in half in an instant!

"Who are you and why did you save me?" Ning Wuque looked at the person beside him, his eyes dull.

The person who showed up looked at Ning Wuque with confusion.

It took a long time to answer: "Ning Wushuang."

Ning Wuque was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of what Ning You said before.

"Uncle?" Subconsciously tentatively asked.

But Ning Wushuang looked at Ning You: "Young master, he has already been defeated, and his Taoist heart is about to be dusted, how about leaving him alive?"

Ning You approached in a flash: "Congratulations."

"Where does the joy come from?" Ning Wushuang shook his head.

Ning You smiled even more: "If I'm not mistaken, the aura around you, Saint, is mysterious and difficult to understand. I'm afraid you have already touched the threshold of the peak of the Martial Saint. If there is no accident, you can break through to the peak in at most ten years. In the future, there is hope for the Martial Immortal."

Ning Wushuang looked around. On the surface, there was no one there, but in fact, there were at least forty Martial Saints, more than ten Martial Emperors hidden around, and there might be Martial Immortals, but he couldn't sense it.

After scanning for a while, Ning Wushuang turned around and smiled wryly: "I can, I will abolish my cultivation."

"Uncle..." Even though Ning Wushuang didn't acknowledge him, Ning Wuque instantly confirmed Ning Wushuang's identity and spoke anxiously.

Ning Wushuang turned back and patted Ning Wuque's head: "I was in seclusion in the past, if not, I wouldn't have let you... oh... you are very talented, much stronger than me."

Ning You fell towards the ground, her voice was indifferent: "Are you guys going to play a bitter scene?"

Ning Wushuang, who was still waiting to say something, fell silent for a while, leading Ning Wuque towards the ground.

It has fallen, in front of Wangyou Palace.

Ning You, who fell one step ahead, was looking around... It's a pity that his cultivation is not enough, so he can't see the hidden strong man.

All he could see was the Four Great War Generals and many personal guards who were looking at him with countless awes, as well as Yu Lan and others with stars in their eyes.

As for Ning Wuque, his voice was bitter: "Uncle, you shouldn't have saved me."

If Ning Wushuang doesn't save him, he can continue to practice safely in Ning's Divine City.

But now he was saved... He had an agreement with Ning You, and he lost that agreement!
Even if he committed suicide immediately and saved his Ning Wushuang, he would have exposed his inner thoughts... definitely not a good end.

Ning Wushuang smiled and patted Ning Wuque on the shoulder.

Then he looked at Ning You: "He was lonely since he was a child, and the resentment in his heart is nothing. With my Ning family's ability, I can slowly teach him to forget the hatred... Although he was defeated by your strength, young master, you are born extraordinary. Even though he lost, he couldn't hide his demeanor in this battle. I, the younger generation of the Ning clan, except you, who can compete with him? I have hated you for so many years, and I will replace him, just right."

Ning You was silent for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "Go to the ancestral mausoleum and make an oath in front of your parents' mausoleum, and all the past will disappear. If you can do it, you will still be a member of my Ning clan, a peerless saint, and the city lord of Ning's Divine City."

Ning Wushuang was stunned, then suddenly lowered his head and cupped his fists: "Thank you, young master."

With a cultivation base that is about to break through the peak of a martial sage, he bowed to Ning You, which shows how happy he is at this moment.

Ning Wushuang was about to drag Ning Wuque to Zu Ling.

pity……

"I can't do it..." Ning Wuque sat on the ground.

Ning Wushuang's eyes were slightly angry: "You bastard, what are you talking about!"

Ning Wuque's eyes were a little bit broken: "All my memory, everything I remember, is hatred... Ever since I entered that mountain village and obtained the method of cultivation, I have never rested for a moment. I have been practicing all the time for the purpose of revenge, revenge, bloody revenge."

Ning Wushuang's expression became ugly.

But Ning Wuque said to himself: "I drank blood like a hair, swallowed sand and ate grass, just to come back to vent my dissatisfaction, and to ask the Ning family how innocent I am... Now, I am asked to give up, how do I give up? Why did I agree to die if I lose? If I can't get revenge, it's better to die, at least die, maybe I can see my parents again..."

Death is born.

Ning Wushuang really wanted to send a voice transmission to tell him that as long as he didn't die, he could find a way in the future, even if he made an oath, at worst he would find a way to break it in the future...but he didn't dare.

The matter is not over yet, the eyes of many martial saints and emperors who are watching this place, and even the Martial Immortals who may be watching this place are still there.

His sound transmission can be hidden from Wu Sheng, but it is very difficult to hide it from Wu Emperor, and it is impossible to hide it from Wu Xian.

Ning Wushuang could only choose a middle way: "I will take him to the ancestral mausoleum, and I will persuade him to let go of his hatred, and he will not be allowed to come out unless he makes an oath. What does the young master think?"

Ning You nodded: "The dead is gone, the living is like this, you can take him to the ancestral mausoleum... Holy One, I hope you remember that since I made an agreement with him, and he lost the agreement, this matter will be settled without repeating it."

"It's only natural...your grandfather is in Zuling, I'll take you to meet him first, he knows you're not dead yet, so he wanted to see you for a long time, and now he finally got his wish..." Ning Wushuang relaxed slightly, carried Ning Wuque and left quickly, his voice gradually disappeared.

"Brother, I'm going back to Qijue Hall." Ning Yue stepped forward, quite absent-minded.

Ning You took a look and said softly, "You think he's pitiful?"

Ning Yue nodded slightly: "Listening to his self-report, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"If that's the case, why didn't you plead for him before?" Ning You's eyes flickered... I hope his sister doesn't really feel sympathy, if he really sympathized, he might have to make Ning Yue unable to retreat in Qijue Hall.

Unless Ning Wuque's personality dissipated, he would not let go of his killing intent.

The reason why I agreed just now is that I must agree, otherwise, God knows, under the influence of luck, will the other strong men of the Ning family have good intentions one after another?After all, it was Ling Yao who violated the family rules in the past, and Ning Wuque was also a victim.

Look at Ning Yue again.

She looked at Ning You with surprise on her face.

After a while, he nodded slightly: "He is indeed very pitiful..."