Chapter 1615: Trap
Ning Qingqiu always felt that something was a little strange.
But I can't feel it.
To say that they are the ones who really occupy the dominant position, Hua Hanhai's current life is in their hands, and life and death are all out of their own hands.
In such a situation, could it be that the other party can still toss some wind and waves?
So what made her so wary?
Ning Qingqiu couldn't think of it for the time being, so he decided to ignore it.
Anyway, it's just a soldier who will block the water and cover the earth.
Hua Hanhai didn't know whether to talk about it at this time or was forced to a dead end, but he broke the jar and broke it, and he talked eloquently, as if he was at the end of the road, and if he didn't say it, he wouldn't have a chance to say it.
"We have respected the phoenix for generations, as a family, it has been brilliant, of course, after the fall of the phoenix, our Feng family is not as good as before, and there are many people in the clan who are unable to hold on to this long wait, so in the end, we are in this vein, that is, only I am left, and then, I have my daughter Huayue. β
So he has always spoiled her incomparably, not only because this is his only bloodline descendant, but for Hua Hanhai, this is still the inheritance of the family bloodline, and it is definitely not possible to break it off like this in his generation.
Of course, there is a more important reason.
Ning Qingqiu asked, "But don't you think that such pampering and connivance is not loving her, but harming her?"
Hua Hanhai was silent for a while, the dragon pit was very deep, it was almost pitch black when he walked in, gradually, a trace of light could not be seen, he looked similar to a young man, for monks, age and appearance are actually meaningless many times, time is becoming slow in them, but maybe it is the countless years of inheritance and hope are so pressed down from generation to generation, carrying the hopes of his ancestors, he has a heavy twilight atmosphere, but there is no feeling of dragon spirit and tiger fierceness that is a god monk in his primeγ
It's heavy.
Ning Qingqiu sighed, so to be a lonely hero, that is really a price to pay, and the loneliness of the soul alone is something that few people can bear.
So the heroes are all in the story, or they have become legends.
Ning Qingqiu thought that it was impossible for him to do this.
But that doesn't stop her from having a crush on such people.
But that little bit of favor didn't make her give up on her original plans.
Ning Qingqiu has actually grown a lot.
Seven nights had relief in their eyes.
Because she was raised by him.
Qiye taught her by word and deed, although he did not guide her cultivation all the time, but it had already had a huge impact on him.
When Ning Qingqiu cultivated to the critical juncture, it was Qiye who helped her, so Ning Qingqiu was able to quickly condense such a fierce sword qi and sword intent.
This is not the kind of height that can be reached by the wild road.
For Ning Qingqiu, Qiye is not the kind of teacher who keeps an eye on her progress all the time, but he is definitely a guiding light.
Hua Hanhai is obviously going to be crushed by the burden, after all, it is too lonely for a person to walk alone on a long and endless road, and behind him is the abyss from which he will never recover, once he stops, then the condemnation from the soul is enough to make him completely collapse.
So Ning Qingqiu just endured his verbosity.
It's probably because no one has allowed him to have such opportunities and ideas to talk about it for so many years, so once he lets go of his burden, he can't help but become a chatterbox.
The Luolong Pit looks very tortuous, but in fact, the space inside is too large, but it looks a bit flat, if it is not too dark, it can almost be seen as a plain.
Ning Qingqiu suddenly thought at this time, if the other party set up an ambush in this place, would he be able to wipe them out?
Although they knew that even if there was an ambush, it would not have any effect on them, but in fact, in the eyes of some people, this plan was very feasible.
I'm afraid that some people can't see reality clearly when their heads are hot.
But Ning Qingqiu thought about it, if Hua Hanhai really did this, then there was no need to be too entangled, if he was smarter, then what he had to do was what he did, if he wasn't smart enough.......
Then there is no need to show mercy to yourself.
Ning Qingqiu felt a breath.
From the Ancient Beasts.
After death, it is also the aftermath that remains.
She thought that she and the others had taken the ice phoenix essence blood first, and after encountering the real dragon this time, they had the corresponding induction, and the dragon and phoenix and Ming could sense each other.
A trace of bitter hatred flashed in Hua Hanhai's eyes.
"Back then, the evil dragon deceived the Phoenix God, saying that he had found the secret of the fall of the dragon and phoenix clan in the ancient era, and it was reasonable, and I don't know how long it took to plan for this conspiracy and deception, the Phoenix God was very attached to the glory of the ancient race, and the feelings were also unusually deep, so I believed in this evil dragon, but in the end, it was ...... If it weren't for the strength of the gods, they would almost have died unjustly, but in the end, even if they were the swordsman, they were still wronged. β
Hua Hanhai, as a phoenix family, naturally has no problem saying such things, but Ning Qingqiu feels that the phoenix will not be so stupid, maybe the original thing is that you have a heart and I have an intention, and everyone is just a ghost.
However, the phoenix is still a chess player, so in the end, the true dragon soul is scattered, but the phoenix still has a chance to be resurrected.
As outsiders who don't know the original truth, they should consider this issue from a more neutral standpoint.
Otherwise, you will fall into the magic barrier of paranoia.
Ning Qingqiu said lightly: "This true dragon bone is here, even if the essence and blood are exhausted, the strength of the physical body can still give birth to rare treasures. β
The implication is how to divide it.
Several of the male cultivators present were all suitable for taking the True Dragon Relic.
Seven Nights didn't care about that.
At his level, anything foreign has no value or meaning.
He himself has been condensed into a divine blood and divine bone, almost to the point of being reborn with a drop of blood, where does he need any tonic for such a body?
Hua Hanhai suddenly cooled down: "Since you are here, then you should also go on the road." β
Before the words fell, an earth-shattering roar sounded, to be precise, it was a dragon groan!
Ning Qingqiu and the others had no panic on their faces.
There is a feeling that it really won't be so simple, just give in.
Hua Hanhai, as a god-transforming monk, if there is no way to bend and stretch, it is called strange.