Before the empress becomes black, adopt her as a villain

When Ning Wuxian heard this, he fell into deep thought.

This is probably also Xuan'er's fairy spirit body at work.

In the eyes of countless Dao Laws, even an emperor-level exercise like the Heavenless Day Gong is not extremely perfect, and it is not worthy of Xuan'er's top physique.

Xuan'er could only learn the use of the law from these exercises and cast magical powers, but she could not use the cultivation accumulated by them.

It seems that this is also something that cannot be rushed.

He touched Xuan'er's face, "It's okay, my brother is very powerful now."

"Xuan'er will grow up one day, just let your brother protect you first."

Xuan'er's little head was pressed against Ning Wuxie's chest, and she let out a soft and sticky "um".

Ning Wuxian put his hand on Xuan'er's lower abdomen again, and probed it, the situation in the dantian was the same as before, Zhenyuan coiled together, if it weren't for the white body, Ning Wuxian would definitely think that Xuan'er had already married Dan.

There doesn't seem to be any hidden injury.

And while Ning Wuxian pressed his big hand on Xuan'er's little belly and groped, Xuan'er no longer knew when she fell asleep.

Ning Wuxian smiled, hugged her with a light movement, and closed his eyes.

Jiang Shinobu over there.

He had already written a letter to Li Luobing, and Ning Wuxian read it, and indeed did not write about his arrest by Ning Wubing, nor did he say that he had joined the Heart Devouring God Sect, just some insignificant greetings.

Ning Wuxian studied left and right for a long time, repeatedly making sure that there was no hidden head and tail distress signal, before taking Xuan'er to the next state capital by flying boat and sending it from there.

It can also be regarded as tourism, and I also passed through Cangyun City on the way, where post-disaster reconstruction work is in full swing.

The letters from the Lingwu Continent were transmitted extremely quickly, from the Junzi Mountain of the Shangyun Dynasty to the Human Sect of the Xuanqin Dynasty, and they could arrive in less than a decade.

Presumably, Li Luobing would be very surprised, and then immediately wrote a reply, asking Jiang Ren to find her, or tell her where Jiang Ren was.

At this time, it was time for Ning Wuxian to operate from it.

Most of the messages transmitted between immortal cultivators would be sealed with divine souls, so that outsiders could not lightly enlighten them.

However, the place where Ning Wuxian is located is Confucianism.

Confucians write in the world, and they specialize in the power schemes of the imperial dynasty, and they are also good at intrigue.

No, how can it be said that it is a conspiracy, that is all part of the plan.

Ning Wuxie knew in his previous life that there was a magic weapon in Confucianism that could forge letters and seals, and now, it was time to use it.

He found Meng Cangran and asked him about it.

"Brother Ning, you are very good." Meng Cangran smiled and patted Ning Wuxie's shoulder.

"You haven't officially become a twelfth young sage yet, and you're starting to learn to use a tracing pen?"

"It seems that I underestimated you, and I feel that you have great ambitions to go to the Lanyuan Imperial Dynasty."

Ning Wuxian was stunned, and nodded according to his meaning:

"I can't say anything about ambition, just understand it in advance."

"Why, if you become a twelfth young sage, you can use this, the tracing pen?"

"That's right," Meng Cangran nodded, "The tracing pen can forge handwriting and letter seals, and only the twelve young sages are qualified to use it.

"But if it's Brother Ning, of course, you don't have to be stuck too dead."

"The tracing pen is on the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it can be used by applying to the elder who is guarding it, Brother Ning, you can try it. If you have a problem, come to me.

"Understood, thank you Brother Meng."

Ning Wuxian thanked him, and he had a bottom in his heart.

......

At the moment, thousands of miles away.

Renzong Shaowu Hall.

Almost completely contrary to the Confucian architectural style, there are almost no pavilions, meilanzhu chrysanthemums, or even any decorative carvings and plants in Renzong City.

The dark and cold black stone built an obscure city, and in the center of the city, the dark golden lines and cornices that appeared around the Renzong Hall instantly gave this Renzong real residence more emperor-like temperament.

Renzong City is a small city with a small population, but it is located in the place where the spiritual energy is most concentrated in the entire continent, and it monopolizes this spiritual power.

Except for the disciples in the Renzong Hall who are real Renzong cultivators, the rest of the people in the outer city are just servants.

At this time, in the Shaowu Hall, Li Luobing wrapped a bandage around his right hand, hung it in front of him, and sat on the bed.

Although the broken arm had been picked up on the way back and a lot of pills had been taken, in the short term, the right hand still could not move.

Even though a month has passed, when he thinks of what happened that day, Li Luobing can't help but gasp and tremble!

I really lost my adult!

As the seventh genius on the Terran Tianjiao list, the attendant of the Young Martial Hall of the Human Sect was actually defeated by a young man who concentrated on the fourfold!

Although it was because he suppressed Xiu Wei, this actually highlighted Ning Wuwei's horror even more!

No wonder Master Venerable said that this son should not stay for a long time....

If you give him time, let him live to be his own age....

Will he still be the seventh on this Tianjiao list?

Li Luobing couldn't help but feel terrified.

The only consolation is that despite his defeat in front of everyone in Confucianism, after all, it was a small contest within the two factions, which was not so formal.

Therefore, he is still a genius of the Human Sect and has not received much criticism.

However, Li Luobing was not thinking about this at this time.

Her handsome and beautiful face was full of doubts and worries, and her two sassy eyebrows were furrowed, looking extremely tangled.

What she was thinking about was still the fight with Ning Wu.

After being shrouded in inexplicable shady, he suddenly heard a word.

"Your lovely brother, in my hands

..." "Guess how he is doing..."

After hearing these two words, he suddenly lost consciousness and fainted.

When he woke up, he was already on the flying boat of the Hui Renzong and left Confucianism.

Until now, she has not figured out who said this?

Being shrouded in that black curtain was completely beyond her understanding, her whole body lost sensation, and that fear almost scared her crazy.

It was Ning Wuxie who took the initiative to tell me... Or did it pop out of my own head?

She didn't want to believe that it was the first result, but she had to think about it.

What if that's true.

If it was really Ning Wuxian who said it, then did he deliberately say it to scare himself, or was Ah Ren really in his hands?

Li Luobing felt that his whole person was like a puppet, and he was completely led away by Ning Wuxie.

The killers sent out have been deflated again and again, and now they are directly frightened by such an inexplicable sentence!

If Ah Ren was really in Ning Wuxie's hands, then of course he couldn't continue to send Huang Quanke to chase and kill!

He can only let him hold a life curse that can control himself!

"He left

Hermit Valley a long time ago, how did he know that Shinobu was missing?"

"It must be that I was too scared at the time, and I suddenly had a terrifying thought."

Li Luobing comforted himself like this.

And at this moment, there was a sudden knock outside the door, and a servant spoke outside:

"Lord Attendant, there is a letter from you."

"It says that it was sent by your younger brother, a man named Jiang Shinobu."