Chapter Ninety-One: The Dark Night Tower, the Bloodline Seal

The person who guessed Qiye's identity before was no better, he was also frightened, he never thought that sending someone out to assassinate Ning Qingqiu would be a failure, even if they came to investigate the whole story, they even had something to do with the terrifying killing god of the ghost knife!

"Quick, I have to go back and tell the elders about this matter quickly, it is not easy for the ghost knife to appear in the Hundred Flowers City in the seventh night, although my Huangquan Demon Sect has temporarily formed an alliance with those people of the Wusheng Dao, it is only driven by interests, but if you get into trouble with the Dark Night Tower for this matter...... This needs to be considered in the long run!"

Hongfei's eyes flashed: "Then you go and report to the sect first, but someone still needs to stay in Hundred Flowers City to monitor these people's every move, I will stay and listen to the information for the sect and be a pioneer! If there is any unexpected situation or the situation changes, then we should also prepare in advance." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The man in black was very satisfied with Hongwen's volunteering, he reached out and patted Hongwen's shoulder, with appreciation: "Very good, I will report your Geng Geng's loyalty to the sect, and this time I will definitely give you a great credit!"

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Mingyuan waited anxiously at the inn, and he was so anxious that he went around the room.

After discovering that Ning Qingqiu was missing, he was no longer in the mood to watch the battle between the Ruthless Valley and the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, so he went back to the inn where the two of them lived.

Although Mingyuan didn't know why Ning Qingqiu didn't say goodbye, it was certain that she must have left by herself, not forcibly abducted by someone, otherwise he wouldn't have been unaware of it.

Now the only way is to wait, otherwise if you want to find her in the huge Hundred Flowers City, it will undoubtedly be looking for a needle in a haystack.

If the person who lured Ning Qingqiu to leave had any plans, then he would definitely come to the door, and he just had to wait for the rabbit.

That was said, but the cup of hot tea on the table was cooled Mingyuan didn't take a sip, secretly hating his carelessness, in such a dangerous situation, he still didn't take more precautions, and let Ning Qingqiu be trapped in danger alone.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Ming Yuan raised his eyebrows, and when he saw Ning Qingqiu's familiar face, his heart suddenly relaxed.

He straightened up and walked up to her, and asked repeatedly, "Where have you been?" Why have you only come back now? Are you hurt? What the hell is ......?"

Behind Ning Qingqiu, Qiye strode into the threshold, pushed Ning Qingqiu into the house, and with a flick of his true anger, the door was gently closed, and there was no sound at all, which can be described as a light weight.

You know, the details can often tell how well a monk cultivates, and this visitor is really terrifying.

Mingyuan's eyes suddenly became cold, and he looked at Qiye with a serious expression, Qiye was as steady as Mount Tai, and he didn't speak, letting him look at it.

Qingqiu stood in the middle, only feeling a lot of pressure, she wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, and said, "Come, let me introduce you two, this is Mingyuan, my friend who is traveling with me, and this is ......"

Mingyuan suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her behind him, and said in a deep voice: "No need to introduce, the Mithril mask, the treacherous blue pattern, the cultivation is unfathomable, and the use of true qi is so superb, I think this should be the night killing messenger of the Dark Night Tower, but I don't know which night of the twelve nights Your Excellency is?"

Ning Qingqiu was shocked: "Dark Night Tower?!"

Recently, Mingyuan often told her about some sects in the world of cultivating immortals, secret books of exercises, and some secret legends that are not known to ordinary monks, etc., one is to pass the time, after all, it is really boring in the days of waiting for the emperor's pulp, and the other is to let her know more things, so as not to accidentally commit any taboos and offend people casually.

Anyway, no matter what the reason was, Ning Qingqiu listened to it with relish.

Originally, it was like listening to a legendary script, after all, Mingyuan's eloquence was excellent, and it was fascinating to quote scriptures, but this legendary story suddenly appeared in front of him, and Ning Qingqiu still felt that it was extremely untrue.

The Night Tower, the aircraft carrier of the killer world, the real uncrowned king, the master of the building, claiming that there is no one they can't kill, the next list is 100% completed, and no one can escape the death order of the Night Tower.

The origin of the dark night building is no longer known, and no one knows the station, which is mysterious and unpredictable, and outsiders are not allowed to snoop on it. It's not like other killer organizations that have countless people with varying levels of cultivation, it takes the route of specialization, and there are only twelve famous killer kings in it, known as Twelve Nights!

All of them are slaughterers who let the monks avoid like a flood of fierce beasts!

Qingqiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his eyes became strange when he looked at Qiye, but thinking about the way he killed those people before, it didn't seem to be abrupt to install the name of one of the twelve nights of the Dark Night Tower.

And this outfit is clearly consistent with the rumored appearance of Twelve Nights! Why didn't she see it because she was a pig's brain?!

Qiye glanced at Mingyuan with some amusement, he said that the dark night tower was also frank and open, without the slightest fear, this person knew that he was not his opponent, and he could have such a demeanor, but he was impressed.

It seems that not only Ning Qingqiu is interesting, but the people around her are also very interesting.

Qiye is a person who has always been the best to talk when his interest comes, and he doesn't mind answering them a few small questions: "Ning Qingqiu, I have already told you my name before, you can come on." ”

"Your name is Seven Nights, could it be the seventh night of the Dark Night Tower?" Qingqiu felt that this guess was a bit simple, if he really wanted to name it like this, wouldn't it be the famous Twelve Nights, just call it one night, two nights, and three nights according to the ranking? Isn't it funny.

Mingyuan's face changed slightly: "Ghost Knife Seven Nights?"

Qiye nodded, seeing Ning Qingqiu's distorted face, he was angry, and his figure flashed in front of her ghostly, and he slipped people out from behind Mingyuan.

It was unpleasant to see her sneakily hiding behind Mingyuan just now, but sure enough, it was still pleasing to the eye.

"What are you thinking, because my name is Seven Nights, and I can't get used to seeing someone swaggering in the name of a Seventh Night, so I simply killed the Seventh Night who took office, and took over his title and the location of the Dark Night Tower. ”

Ning Qingqiu rubbed his ears in disbelief, suspecting that he had misheard, this dark night tower said so awesomely, but he was killed by someone, and directly turned the murderer into his own person, should this be said to be big-hearted or temperless?

She turned to Ming Yuan for verification, Ming Yuan saw that Qi Ye was so unscrupulous, his face was a little ugly, but his bloodline was in a sealed state, and now it was just the foundation building period, and ten thousand enemies were only seven nights, so he could only swallow his anger for the time being.

Mingyuan nodded and confirmed Qiye's words.

"I don't know how the twelfth night of the Dark Night Tower came about, but the fact that he was killed by a ghost knife on the seventh night of his tenure is rumored, and what he said is true. ”

"Now that the identity issue has been clarified, please explain your intentions directly. ”