Repugnant Gateway

An Zheng has been looking forward to entering Yancheng to practice and represent Bai Sheng Academy in the martial arts conference. However, he didn't expect that he would come to Yancheng in such a way, and even duo thin.

Is it necessary or accidental to absorb the power of the devil? This is no longer important. No matter whether it is an accidental income from An Zheng or an arrangement of Violet, there is nothing worth thinking about.

The only thing An Zheng thinks now is to see and rescue his friends. This is an unfamiliar era, as if a group of five or six-year-old children were suddenly thrown into the field, and there was only fear in the crowd.

The chariot stopped outside the Yancheng Palace. The young **** named Director Yao seemed to be interested in An Zheng and Du Shou, but looked down upon him. In his eyes, An Zheng and Du Shou were like a fun thing he hadn't seen before, which was just a thing.

It's like jade from the tribute of the Western Regions, blonde beauty.

"Stand here and wait."

Director Yao looked at An Zheng and Du Shou thinly: "If no one is looking for you, just stand here honestly, don't walk around indiscriminately."

The place where Baisheng Junning lived is called Weiran Palace, right in the middle of Yancheng. The area of ​​this palace is not very large, because from the age of the old man, he has grown frugally, and even the people in the Weiran palace dare not be too luxurious in life.

However, the white walls and blue tiles here are quite beautiful in some Jiangnan water villages.

Du Shoushou looked around: "Is there anything wrong?"

An Zheng shook his head: "I'm not sure, no matter what happens for a while, don't be impulsive. Our primary purpose here is to survive. We must survive. Only when we survive can we see the people we care about, and it is possible to return. Our time. "

Du Shou said: "Can't go back, then turn this into our time."

An Zheng felt a slight shock in his heart, and he suddenly found that Du Shou was more likely to face his heart than himself. Which man has no ambition and ambition, in this era when it seems prosperous, everyone is like ants when they come, but no one has thought about this terrible era I want to conquer, I want to dominate this era.

Yes, Du Shoushou is already facing reality, and he is still dreaming of going back.

Even if you can really go back, you can't think about it all the time. An Zheng suddenly found his certainty, that is too persistent. Is there anything good in that era? Why do you want to go back?

I want to go back to my heart, this is a retreat, it is the subconsciousness in my heart that does not dare to face the fear of this era.

Yeah, fear.

An Zheng took a deep breath: "Okay, it will become our time."

Weiran Palace.

Ning Xiaolou stood at the window and looked at the maple tree that was beginning to fall. The maple leaves were red and fell. Times seem to be changing, and the environment outside is somewhat depressed. He somehow thought of the assertion that the God of Luck had given himself quite early, so he was in a worse mood.

Mr. Yao came in carefully from the outside and came over with a small broken head with his head down: "Sir, you brought me."

Ning Xiaolou did not look back: "Yao Bianbian, what do you think this person should do."

Yao Bian plopped on his knees and said, "Sir, the slave-servant has heard nothing."

Ning Xiaolou suddenly reacted. When his father was in power, it was strictly forbidden for people in the harem to engage in politics, even if he didn't say a word. An **** who was once trusted by his father was directly slashed to death by an order ordered by his father because he said something he should not have said.

Since then, even if the people in the harem are outsiders, they dare not touch this restricted area.

"Get up."

Yao Bianbian stood up: "Sovereign, the slave-servant dared not participate in such an important matter, and dared not say anything, but the slave-servant vaguely remembered that the old prince once said ... the heart is the biggest obstacle to the prince.

"Ok?"

Ning Xiaolou suddenly laughed: "You are right, my father saw it thoroughly, it was my heart that was too heavy. I didn't forget the evaluation of Qiu Mayi, the **** of fortune, that I was mentally ill now. He said I had nobles to help me in the first place, but in the end nothing came ... After my father passed away, I went to Qiu Mayi and asked him how to solve it. He just shook his head and said that my heart was too repetitive. "

"It's really wrong when it's continuous."

He went outside: "Bring people in, kill, and extract the power of the devil."

"Yes."

Yao Bian bowed his head and walked out, his pace was very urgent.

"Yao Bianbian, you said, I have started for so many years, and the nobles have it too. I am at a high point, where is it? From when?"

Yao Bianbian shuddered, and said quickly: "Sir, your start will always be tomorrow, and your nobles haven't come yet."

"Don't you come yet?"

Ning Xiaolou sighed: "He really is not lukewarm to me, and I don't know what he really is in him, a tool in the human world?"

"That's not the noble person of the king. The noble person will not restrict the king, but will bring good luck."

Yao Bianbian had just finished speaking. From the outside, he quickly ran in and a little **** was holding a wooden box that was still sealed: "Sir, there is a frontier urgent report."

Ning Xiaolou waved his hand: "Yao Bianbian, you should first bring An Zheng into the Tianshufang, kill, bleed, I will be there in a moment."

"Yes."

Yao Bianbian promised to leave quickly.

Ning Xiaolou walked back to the main hall and sat on a chair to open the seal on the wooden box. Inside was an urgent report sent from Qin Guan. When he looked at it, Ning Xiaolou's face suddenly changed, and he stood with a bang. His eyes widened.

"A civil strife?"

Qin Guanlai's urgent report said that the Nine Saints caused internal strife because of a trivial matter. The last holy lord of the Nine Saints, the person who was revered as the Great Saint, came forward because his descendants were bullied in the Nine Saints. Originally this was a very simple and worthless trivial matter, but no one knew why, but the Nine Saints of the Nine Saints were furious, and the Great Saints were humiliated in public.

After going back, Da Shengyue wanted to be more angry, and finally got angry. He took the risk and made a secret contact with several other holy masters. The nine holy masters and nine holy masters, in addition to the nine holy and eight holy, seven people were united , And then the seven joined forces to kill the Nine Saints.

As a result, no one thought that the Nine Saints killed seven people in a row. At the beginning, the seven men stormed and thought they would win undoubtedly. As a result, Jiu Sheng started crushing seven of them with one shot, and even half an hour was useless from the shot to the end.

Such a big thing can't be better for Ning Xiaolou.

Jiu Shengzong has been aggressive over the years, relying on the support of Xianshi Mansion to continuously devour Bai Shengjun's territory. Although they have been struggling to support these years, the site has been reduced by almost one-fifth.

Now the Jiuzheng Sect is in civil strife, and the 9th Saint Lord is dead. Even if Jiuzheng doesn't care, there is no time to spare. Even though he was not injured, under such a violent battle, the loss of cultivation power cannot be compensated in a moment and a half.

"Hahahaha!"

Ning Xiaolou laughed, his hands trembling slightly: "Why didn't such good news come early?"

He threw the urgent report on the table and strode out. He walked and said to himself, "The good news is two, the internal chaos of the Nine Saints, and then killing Anzheng ... Noble help, Nine Saints. It's also my noble ... well? "

His face changed suddenly, his body disappeared in a flash.

Tianshufang.

An Zheng lay on the stone platform and found that his thoughts were really ridiculous. What do you think of dominating this era, what do you think of turning this era into your own ... but I still have no resistance against strong enemies here. A little **** who looked weak and couldn't help but wind, immediately suppressed An.

"Don't blame me, blame yourself."

Yao Bianbian said with a smile: "You are really bad luck, and you feel that you have gained the power you shouldn't get because of good luck? If you really think so, you are too idiot, that's Jun Shang Something you want to take? If you take it, will it be safe? "

His hand was tapped on Anzheng's chest, and a strange force entered Anzheng's body.

"It's amazing, just look at your bone age in your twenties, but your strength has actually reached the great holy land ... I have seen such a person for the first time."

A layer of light blade appeared on the edge of Yao Bianbian's palm, and he cut towards An Zheng's heart: "But you are not the protagonist of any world, you are the king. You are a thief, a thief, and took the king. Things have to be returned. Junshang just kept talking about the nobleman he met, but you, where is your nobleman? "

"stop!"

Ning Xiaolou's flash appeared in Tianshufang, with a cold sigh.

Yao Bianbian was so scared that he took a step back and then knelt to the ground: "Is the slave-servant doing something wrong?"

"It has nothing to do with you, go out."

Ning Xiaolou waved his hand, and Yao Bianbian went out with a roll. He didn't know if he had heard the word "noble" just now. If so, it would be dangerous.

"Anzheng, your luck is so good."

Ning Xiaolou glanced at An Zheng lying on the stone platform: "My luck is also very good, I have been waiting, looking forward, and then I think that person is just, I did not expect that he was not, he was just a pressure The mountain above me is not a noble. "

He accidentally uttered the words "noble" and his face changed slightly, but he soon recovered.

When Ning Xiaolou glanced at An Zheng, the restraining power of An Zheng disappeared. An Zheng rolled over and sat up from the stone platform, watching Ning Xiaolou vigilantly.

"You do n’t have to look at me like this, at least I wo n’t kill you in a short time, because you arrived today and I got good news today ... Since I chose you, I do n’t want to hide anything about the noble Legend, you walk with me, I tell you. "

An Zheng followed Ning Xiaolou to leave the Tianshufang, and walked while telling the story of the goddess Qiu Mai. Therefore, An Zheng's views on Ning Xiaolou are very contradictory. What is the difference between those who ordered the murder and those in the fairy palace? He didn't even hesitate to kill others for himself. However, once a person is determined to be able to help himself, he pushes his heart.

"But I still can't believe you completely. Observe. If you can really bring me good luck like today, you will live well, so the calligraphy of the nobleman Yao Bianbian is right. More powerful and higher person, but someone who can help me ... "

Just after he finished speaking, another **** hurried over and said that there was a very important thing over Mingtianfang.

Ning Xiaolou heard the words of Mingtianfang changed, and his body disappeared in a flash.

In the famous Kaaba, a white-haired middle-aged man in common clothes stood in front of that huge mirror, his eyes wide open.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, how is it possible?"

He talked about how three are possible.

Ning Xiaolou appeared in Mingtianfang: "Qiu Mayi, what happened?"

"Sir, your life has changed."