After the defeat of the devil, there is an extra child

Zhongzhou Leyuan City.

Carrier restaurants.

"This year is really a coincidence. Louzhou Wanxuan Academy recruits students every ten years, and there is no general election for the century-old sect. I heard that the Dao Discussion Conference held once every 300 years on Hidden Island will also start on the first day of next month."

"Tibetan Island has been hiding from the world for almost 500 years. The Dao Discussion Conference 300 years ago was directly cancelled. I don't know if it will be able to take place this year." Someone sighed.

"What escape from the world? There are carrier restaurants, endless squares, and Sangyun Inns all over the states... which one is not the property of Canghailou? Fairy Sangyun has also entered the top ten of the Tianji list this year, gaining both fame and fortune. Let me tell you, there is no other place in the world." It’s more profitable than their Zanghai Tower.” Someone joked.

"So what if you make money again? I heard that Sang Xuanqing, the owner of the Canghai Building, had a problem with his retreat a few days ago, and he almost went mad and started killing people. It was the ancestor of the Wang family that Fairy Sang Yun personally invited to the Wang family..."

"Speaking of which, didn't Fairy Sang Yun almost enter the Wang family? The eldest grandson of the Wang family, Prince Zhuo, also entered the top ten list of secrets. Tsk, how embarrassing it would be."

"Eh? How did I hear that Fairy Sang Yun originally chose the Ning family?"

"Come on, it is said that Sang Xuanqing went to talk with the Ning family for a long time, but Mr. Xingyuan didn't know about it at all, so he directly refused when he came back, which made Canghailou very embarrassing. Later, the Wang family was settled. This engagement is still blown..."

Gossip is always more interesting than serious news, and the direction of the talk slowly becomes the love-hate relationship between Sang Yun and Wang Zizhuo, whether it is true or not, it is always very interesting to talk about after dinner .

In the private room on the second floor, there is a crystal ball on the table, reflecting the scene in the lobby. A woman in a light yellow shirt is listening to their discussion with great interest, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl is next to her, whispering softly: "Master, do you want to drive out these nonsense?"

The woman in the light-yellow shirt had clear eyebrows and a calm expression. She took a sip of the tea in hand, "We're open for business, how can we drive away customers? It's just chewing a few words."

The little girl's facial features were immature, she couldn't hold her breath after all, she lowered her head to look at the frivolous monks, her eyes turned red with anger when she heard them talk more and more.

"Zhong'er, the guest is here, go and pick it up." Sang Yun looked at the projection inside the ball.

A man in black clothes with handsome eyebrows stepped into the door, raised his eyes casually, and met her gaze through the transparent crystal.

After a while, Zhong'er led the people into the door.

Sang Yun put a crystal clear jade on the table, looked at the person who came, "You finally have something to ask?"

Ning Buwei threw the jade in his hand to her.

Sang Yun caught the jade and motioned him to sit down, "I still thought you were coming to see me to catch up on old times."

"There's nothing to talk about." Ning Buwei sat across from her, and the little girl next to her knelt and poured tea for them, Ning Buwei glanced at her.

"The newly recruited disciple will pass on my mantle in the future." Sang Yun said, "What do you want to ask?"

"My son." Ning Buwei said.

Sang Yun smiled slightly, and took a sip of tea slowly, "Although we are old acquaintances, I am a businessman, and your son will charge a higher price."

Ning Buwei glanced at her, "What do you want?"

"Three days later, there will be a secret realm in Zhongzhou Yumian Mountain, and I want a set of Zhenlong chess inside." Sang Yun dipped his hand into some tea and wiped it on the table.

"Deal." Ning Buwei agreed happily.

Sang Yun played with the two jade stones on the table, and looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "Are you sure you are asking about your son, not Linglong Gu?"

"Is there a difference?" Ning Buwei asked back.

Sang Yun was born with a different bone, but she knows everything in the world. It's just her rules. The dead don't ask about the past, and the living don't ask about the future.

"The Linglong bone is a dead thing, but your son is a living thing." Sang Yun dipped in the tea and made a stroke on the table, calmly said: "If it is a Linglong bone, from how it appeared in the world to when it will be Even Xiaoyun can say, if it is your son, what I can tell you can only be from his birth to the present.”

"My son." Ning Buwei repeated again.

Sang Yun was a little surprised, but still looked at the two water marks, "Ning Xiu, today is April and 20 days, at the quarter of the ninth day of September this year, he was born on the beach of Endless River, 39 miles away, in Linjiang City, Zhongzhou."

"Father Xunfu Ningcheng would rather not do it."

"Father Zhenfu has no time Zong Chujun."

Sang Yun glanced at Ning Buwei interestingly, "The body is exquisite bones, and Ning Buwei and Chu Jun's flesh and blood are transformed. The three souls and seven souls are born in accordance with the right time and place, and the golden elixir is born, which is rare in a thousand years. Luo Tian's spiritual body has passed three calamities of life, but his soul is unstable, and his fate is unpredictable."

Sang Yun stretched out his hand to wipe away the water marks, "You come here to find a way to stabilize his soul."

I would rather not wait for her to write.

Sang Yun frowned slightly, stared at the table for a long while, but suddenly his expression changed, and blood spewed out.

"Master!" Zhong Er rushed to help her, but was stopped by Sang Yun.

Ning Buwei sat across from her and didn't move, but his expression was a little ugly.

Sang Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, I shouldn't just want you to play Zhenlong chess."

"No result?" Ning Buwei's eyes darkened.

"It's okay if I can't see what you asked about the Ning family 500 years ago, but this time I got a glimpse." Sang Yun was traumatized and spoke much slower, "Scattered in all directions."

Ning Buwei's expression was not so good, "What do you mean?"

Sang Yun shook his head, "I can't see the details."

Ning Buwei nodded slightly, "Thank you."

Sang Yun said helplessly: "I spy on everything in the world, but I can't see one thing clearly, and I can't see one thing clearly, but you happened to encounter them all."

Ning Buwei stood up, "After five days, I will take the Linglong chess."

After finishing speaking, he got up and left, but when he walked to the door, he heard Sang Yun say: "I have cultivated for 500 years, if I look at the affairs of the Ning family, maybe I can spy some clues."

"No need." Ning Buwei pushed open the door.

"You really don't want to know?" Sang Yun asked him.

The door opened and closed, and the room returned to silence again.

Zhong'er knelt beside Sang Yun and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, worried: "Master, why do you have to force yourself to see it? But he only wants a game of chess."

Sang Yun shook his head, "I owe him two great favors, and I have to repay them no matter what, it's just..."

Just something, but didn't say anything more.

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There is no time, one sees the peak.

"Father, he just left like that!?" Jiang Yizheng was shocked and sad.

"It's okay, at least I left a note." Feng Zizhang picked up the note on the table and tried to comfort her.

On the slip of paper that was torn out from nowhere, there were six characters written in a fluttering style:

The return date is uncertain, don't read it.

Looking horizontally and vertically, there is a sense of indifference and ruthlessness.

Jiang Yizheng took a look at the note, and whispered: "I just met the Grand Master, he seems to be in a bad mood."

"Xiao Shan has been arguing for our father for the past two days." Feng Zizhang sighed, "I don't know if father left a note for Tai Zun."

Jiang Yizheng looked sadly at the snow outside the window, and felt that they were just little cabbage that no one wanted in the field, "Tai Zun is so beautiful, there is no way to keep our father."

Upstairs, Chu Jun looked at the note in his hand and put it in front of Ning Xiu.

"Ah~" Ning Xiu grabbed the note and stuffed it into his mouth.

eat~

Chu Jun pulled the note out of his hand and said in a low voice, "Isn't it too much to leave without saying a word?"

"Da!" Ning Xiu stared at him half understanding.

"His meridian dantian has just been repaired, and his cultivation is only at the early stage of Jindan." Chu Jun frowned slightly.

Ning Xiu nodded his head, with a serious face, "Ah!"

Jindan!

Daddy used to say this word to him all the time, and he understood it!

Chu Jun looked at his serious son and wiped his saliva.

Ning Buwei used some method to hide his whereabouts. He was unable to find out the specific location for a while. Besides, they have a deep relationship, but after all, they only got together for a short time 500 years ago. Chu Jun has always been measured. , will not interfere with other people's choices.

It's just that Ning Buwei left a note and left without saying goodbye, which made him somewhat concerned.

At this moment, Ning Xiu tugged at his skirt to go out again.

Before Ning Buwei lived next door to them, Ning Xiu remembered it very well. Whenever he wanted to see Ning Buwei, he would drag him to find someone. disappointment.

Chu Jun looked at his son and explained patiently, "He has already left, and there is no one next door."

"Ah~" Ning Xiu pursed his small mouth, looked at him obediently, and tugged Chu Jun with his small hand.

Go to the next door to find daddy~

Chu Jun had no choice but to hold him and pushed open the door next door.

Ning Buwei didn't seem to plan to live here permanently at all. He lived in this room for more than half a month. When he moved in, the room looked like it, and when he left, it seemed like he had never stayed here.

But even Ning Xiu, a milk doll, knows to leave a bell on his little bed to take up space.

"Ah?" Ning Xiu looked around for his father in Chu Jun's arms, but couldn't find anything.

Where's daddy?

Ning Xiu pointed to the gap between the window and the bed, motioning for Chu Jun to look.

Chu Jun hugged his son helplessly and showed him the gap, "Do you think he's hiding here?"

Ning Xiu looked at the gap for a while to make sure his father didn't accidentally fall in it, looked up at Chu Jun, and sighed tearfully.

Chu Jun: "..."

It doesn't even fall in.

At night, when Ning Xiu barely drank half a bowl of rice porridge and sighed at the big flower bowl, Jing and Taizun finally felt that his son, as a five-month-old cub, should not bear so many partings melancholy.

"Drink another spoonful of rice cereal, and we'll go find him tonight."

The secret realm of Yumian Mountain in Leyuan City.

A dozen monks are besieging one person.

Ning Buwei shattered the sky cover of the visitor with his palm, and kicked the person more than ten feet away, holding a white jade chessboard in his hand, which was still dripping with blood.

Someone said angrily: "It is best to advise you to hand over Zhenlongqi, this kind of magic weapon is not something you, a Golden Core cultivator, can-uh!"

Before he could finish speaking, a tree branch filled with true energy pierced directly between his eyebrows.

Ning Buwei casually threw the chessboard into Najie, glanced at the group of people, and said contemptuously, "You're looking for death."

Ever since he lost all his cultivation, he felt extremely aggrieved every time he fought. Now that he has his cultivation, without a brat following him, let alone someone surnamed Chu, he can finally fight to the fullest.

The scarlet in the big devil's eyes flashed, and his smile grew more cheerful, ready to let Suzaku Broken Knife have a good meal.

"Ah~" A childish voice suddenly sounded from beside my ear.

Ning Bu froze for the smile on his face.