My old enemy and I became the hottest CP in the comprehension world

"What do you mean?"

Ning Jian looked coldly at the people who were tied up like zongzi on the ground, and his voice also cooled down.

"Look first."

Qi Zong pressed Ning Jian's shoulder, stepped forward and squatted down, carefully looking at the big meat dumpling, "Master Jianxian, do you recognize me?"

"You, are you a demon cultivator? Has Ning Jian become a demon?"

Wan Chengzheng was obviously very unfamiliar with Qi Zong, not only did he keep his eyes on Qi Zong just now, but after he said a few words, he turned the topic back to Ning Jian.

Qi Zong shrugged, not caring about Wan Chengzhengming's safety, and continued to ask, "Then let me ask another question, how long has Lord Sword Immortal been here? One year? Two years?"

"Ten thousand and ninety-eight years."

I don't know if it was because Qi Zong kept talking to Wan Qi Zhengming, Wan Qi Zhengming's mood calmed down a bit, and he turned back to the weak look before, raised his eyes and looked at Ning Jian again, and said, "Your Excellency, can you first Let me out?"

Qi Zong and Ning Jian's pupils shrank as soon as they heard the number, Qi Zong got up and retreated to Ning Jian's side, 27 years ago, it was Ning Jian who was accepted as an apprentice by Ning Xiu, Qi Zong was just born that year.

"No hurry." Qi Zong said, "Master Sword Immortal, you said that you have been imprisoned for 27 years, but there is nothing here. How do you know that there is no mistake in what you feel?"

"I have evidence." Wan Qizhengming didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Qi Zong's suspicion, and if it was him, he would have to ask for clarification.

But he hadn't seen anyone for a long time, and there was unavoidable eagerness in his voice, he moved vigorously, a knuckle came out of his tightly bound fingers, and he pointed to his belt, " The twelve zodiac signs of the glazed belt, each zodiac can exist for a maximum of 1000 years. When I was imprisoned here, I happened to be 440 and my eighth birthday. Go check it out!

Ten of them have now been destroyed. "

As early as when Ning Jian was pointed at the plain belt, his eyes had already changed.

In his memory, there are very few things about Wan Teng Zhengming, but he remembers this belt clearly. At that time, he was still Wan Teng Zhengming's direct disciple, and this congratulatory gift was presented by him.

He didn't recognize it at the beginning, but he didn't want to wipe out the brightest color on it as early as 1 years ago.

"Hey! Ning Jian!"

Seeing that Ning Jian was lost in thought, Qi Zong bumped Ning Jian's arm, which brought Ning Jian back to his senses.

"Ok?"

"Is this really your master?"

Qi Zong said, he had never had a good impression of Wan Teng Zhengming, and he was disgusted by the fact that he and Ning Xiu had a good relationship, but this Wan Teng Zhengming in front of him not only did not have that disgusting aura, but also looked at Ning Xiu. With the appearance of the sword, I am afraid that there is really something else hidden.

Ning Jian didn't answer Qi Zong's words, but slowly walked to Wan Teng Zhengming's side step by step, lowered his head and looked carefully, "The Prisoner's Knot, this is the master's unique skill. Ten thousand years ago—what happened?"

Wan Chengzhengming was shocked, and the expression on his raised head was indescribably complicated, and Qi Zong's brows were only frowned.

It's not because there is hatred for Ning Jian in this extraordinarily complicated eyes, and besides, isn't Master Sword Immortal tired of this posture?He's not tired even looking at him, okay? What's more, the veins on his forehead are bursting out, it doesn't look like he's not tired!

There is another sentence that I don't know if I should say it properly. This green body and this posture make me look like a tortoise that can't turn over.

Fortunately, Ning Jian didn't really want to find the answer to the question just like this. After asking that sentence, he untied the prisoner knot on Wan Teng Zhengming's body according to the formula.

The moment he untied it, Wan Teng Zhengming's sword aura surged all over his body, which immediately caused a riot of spiritual energy in Fangyuan - a few meters away. Before he could get close to Qi Zong and Ning Jian's body, he was eliminated in the air by their protective spiritual energy.

Qi Zong: ...

Ning Jian: ...

Wan Teng Zhengming: ...

It is obviously a very serious matter, why should we hurt each other like this?

They were also imprisoned for 1 years. Ning Jian and Qi Zong were very domineering when they escaped from the trap. When they were weakest, they fought a war and forced those disciples to use Dao Dao Zong's formation to protect them. , but in front of...

Don't make the contrast too obvious.

But Wan Teng Zhengming was embarrassed, and Qi Zong was in a much better mood. No matter what happened to Wan Teng Zhengming outside before, he looked at people with the same face, especially those who had a bad relationship with him and later became The enemy looks extraordinarily comfortable!

"You are a master, I can't afford it."

Silently got up from the ground, and dusted the dust on his clothes, Wan Teng Zhengming looked at Ning Jian, held back but finally couldn't hold back, and said with the corner of his mouth reluctantly.

However, after taking another look at Qi Zong and Ning Jian, his eyes kept intersecting with each other, Wan Qi Zhengming forced out a sentence again.

"The two of you are Mahayana monks at the same time, so you should be considered fellow Taoists."

interesting.

Qi Zong raised his eyebrows, the complex hatred and gratitude in Wan Teng Zhengming's eyes were not fake, he really couldn't think of anything that could make him show such an expression to his former disciples.

Looking at Ning Jian's expression is even more interesting.

Lost, confused, tsk tsk tsk, but very emotional.

"A teacher for one day and a father for the rest of his life, disciple Ning Jian dare not overstep."

Hearing Wan Teng Zhengming's words, Ning Jian frowned tightly, but ignored it, and wanted to salute Wan Teng Zhengming.

"Slow down! You'd better presume!"

Seeing that Ning Jian was about to salute himself, Wan Cheng Zhengming was so frightened that he jumped to the side to avoid Ning Jian's movement, and when he saw that he had completely avoided it, he even patted his chest, with a frightened look on his face. It seemed that after accepting Ning Jian's worship, something big was about to happen.

Ning Jian was originally looking lost and sad, but Wan Qi Zhengming's blatant and evasive appearance was like a sword directly inserted into his chest, so lively and detached, it seemed that it really belonged to the teacher a long time ago. appearance.

However, he has never seen him since he entered Taoist sect. Since then, Wan Qizhengming has always looked upright and amiable, and he has not alienated him at all because he is now Ning Xiu's disciple. Like his second father.

But now-

"Fellow Daoist Ning, the relationship between you and me as a mentor and apprentice was exhausted ten thousand years ago, and you are fine now, are you all safe?"

Wan Tengzhengming was a little upset by Ning Jian's pitiful appearance, and said with a embarrassed face whether he didn't continue to be hard-hearted.

The more Qi Zong looked at him, the more unhappy he became. He was imprisoned for such a long time, so why did Wan Chengming see nothing at all, unlike himself... not as embarrassing as himself.

Therefore, the moment Wan Teng Zhengming's voice fell, the Xing Ren in his hand was placed on Wan Teng Zhengming's neck, "Master Sword Immortal, don't care about him. You said that you died ten thousand and twenty-seven years ago. Being locked up here, who is Wan Teng Zhengming outside? Also, you just stayed here for 27 years, in a place where there is nothing?"

"Qi Zong, don't be rude."

When Ning Jian saw Qi Zong, he was startled in vain, and only then remembered that he was still holding Xing Ren in Ning Jian's hand.

He could see that Qi Zong didn't intend to do anything to the master, but when could he change the fact that he would put his sword on other people's necks at every turn, obviously he didn't use a sword, and he didn't use a sword to kill people, just for the sake of looking good ?

"So what if I'm rude?

Qi Zong snorted coldly and looked at Ning Jian, not knowing what to do.

"Xing Ren? Is this demon cultivator your Taoist companion?" Just when Qi Zong and Ning Jian were about to quarrel, Wan Qizhengming saw the two words on the sword body. This sword was the one he gave Ning Jian back then. of.

Thousand-year single dogs like their sword cultivators have always been accompanied by swords, and many Taoist companions of senior sword cultivators are even sword spirits. The spirit sword is used as a token of love.

Ning Jian has been honest and traditional since he was a child, and he obviously gave his natal spirit sword to his Taoist companion.

"Master, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Shut up!"

Wan Chengzhengming didn't expect that his words would attract the glaring looks of the two people, and he immediately wondered if he had read it wrong, but as soon as the thought turned in his mind, he immediately dismissed it.

How could it be possible, Ning Jian was able to escape Ning Xiu's clutches obviously because a demon cultivator became a Taoist companion and betrayed the sect, so that Ning Xiu had no chance to harm him. Ning Xiu is no match for Ning Jian and this demon cultivator, and this demon cultivator is also a lucky man...

Wan Chengzhengming muttered in a low voice, raised his eyes and found that the two were staring at him, coughed lightly twice, cleared his throat, and said seriously.

"Since the two fellow Taoists don't want to admit it, I understand it. As for what you two want to know about what happened ten thousand years ago, I won't hide it, but it's better to talk about it slowly." Wan Teng held his sword The body was slowly lifted away from his neck, but Qi Zong took a sword flower and put it up again from the other side.

"What about escaping from Ning Xiu's palm!"

Qi Zong got a little impatient with this over and over again, even a trace of scarlet flashed in his eyes, and the force in his hand hit three points again.

Ning Jian couldn't stop him, just in time to hear Wan Qi Zhengming's voice.

"Ning Xiu discovered that Ning Jian had a special root, a genius born with great luck, and he asked me for this disciple. I knew who Ning Xiu was, and he just wanted to refine this disciple into a pill and absorb his energy. Luck, of course I wouldn't agree, but I don't want to be imprisoned here. I didn't expect that Ning Xiu's tricks were exhausted, but he failed to use his luck for his own use. Instead, he cultivated to this point. It’s worthy of being a lucky man.”

"This, how is this possible!"

Ning Jian was struck by lightning when he heard these words, and Qi Zong who was beside him was also stunned on the spot after hearing these words, and suddenly thought of a sarcastic remark he said casually earlier to mock Ning Jian, unexpectedly, it was really like this!

Also, he himself is a man of great luck, so that means, did he experience the Ningjian?

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