As time went on, Ning Hai and An Rou didn't move like two frozen statues.

In addition to the incessant undulating chests of the two of them, which will make people see signs of life, they glanced at it, and they didn't know that they might think it was a statue.

In the courtyard outside the room, the clansmen who had been shuttling back and forth had already been dismissed by Ning Hai.

He didn't want too many people to know about this matter, and it was a despicable thing in the end.

As the head of the clan, he still hopes to save a little face.

"It doesn't matter if you still haven't made a good decision, there is still time for the time being, but whether Bing Ning can survive to the end and bear the fate of the choices you make is all up to you. "Ning Hai still ran out of patience after all.

Even though the population is declining sharply now, as the patriarch, he is not an idle person, and there are still many affairs to be dealt with by himself, and he has no time to spend here.

Anyway, everything he should have said has been spread out to make it clear, whether he is willing to accept their arrangement, this is really impossible to force.

He also understands that An Rou is a rigid person who would rather be broken than broken.

"You wait!"

Ning Hai stopped what he wanted to walk again, and turned around to look at the girl who bit her lip and said nothing, her eyes full of stubbornness and struggle.

He knew that her heart must be very entangled at this moment.

But there was no other way but to push her to give in in such a radical way.

"Well, what's the matter? Don't you stop me, do you have something to say to me? Xiaorou, my time doesn't wait for anyone. Ning Hai sighed lightly, but after all, he still didn't show mercy.

"If I promise you, will you immediately return my mother's freedom, and there will be no more backsliding, and you will continue to try to use her to coerce me into doing what I don't want to do?"

An Rou's words were indeed the thoughts in the hearts of some people, but Ning Hai refuted them at the first time.

He knew that she wasn't a girl who would be controlled by the same tricks.

"No, does your great-grandfather seem to be such a stupid person? how can he be so ignorant of you? As long as you promise to be a saint and stay here, then Bing Ning will be released immediately, and no one will harass her again, and I can guarantee you with the prestige of my patriarch. Ning Hai replied with a solemn smile.

Looking at the completely businesslike smile on Ning Hai's face, An Rou felt disgusted in her heart.

How could she not understand how well this group of so-called elders who grew up watching them know about themselves.

And in terms of their status, how easy it is to gather some information about themselves.

"That's really a very happy thing, I hope that my grandfather's patriarchal prestige is enough, otherwise, even if I become a saint, I will be able to do something for the people I care about, even I will feel unexpected. An Rou's words were not without threat, but Ning Hai didn't take it too seriously.

For their generation, the ingrained notion is that if you are in a position, you will definitely seek power, and then after a long time, there will be no second thoughts, and there will be no such thing as lying on the sidelines.

But in the end, An Rou is not from their generation, nor has she grown up with such thoughts, let alone enjoyed such blessings.

On the contrary, in An Rou's eyes, although the Nuwa family is not perfect, it is not useless, but she still does not have much sense of belonging.

Compared to here, she prefers her father's world, even if it is more complicated, but it is more real.

Living here, I always have an illusion, as if I am still an uncivilized primitive race, not popularized by modern technology, and I know a lot of things, such things are just deliberately done by some people.

Because they know that young people will always like these new things.

This curiosity is too strong for them, and it is easy to be led astray, which will become a disaster for the entire Nuwa clan.

"Okay, then it's decided, if Xiaorou regrets it, I'm afraid that things won't be as easy to discuss as this time, prepare well, if there is anything you don't understand, you can ask your mother or grandfather when you go back, if you want to come to me, it's okay." Ning Hai was very satisfied with An Rou's compromise, and his smile finally seemed a lot more sincere.

But these are not things that An Rou cares about, and at this time she only has her mother in her eyes.

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"It seems like there's something happy happening? It's very lively outside. 6 Sen asked Jiang Jiajun, who had just returned from outside, with some confusion.

He could hear the noise outside the door just in this courtyard, and if he didn't want to cause any unnecessary right and wrong, he really wouldn't have stayed in the courtyard so quietly.

During the day, they almost always stay at home, which is an extremely painful thing for several of them.

But at night, they were still very active looking around for anything wrong in the vicinity, especially paying close attention to whether there were traces of Ning Bang and others.

But it is not clear whether to be disappointed or fortunate that there has been no sign of their activity.

But 6 Sen and the others all knew that Ning Storm came back here to be able to change the Nuwa family, and if he wanted to make some achievements, then he was bound to make great achievements.

Otherwise, Xiao Dongjing would not be able to change the entire Nuwa clan at all, so they could be regarded as waiting for the rabbit.

"I heard on the street that the saintess has decided to be Miss An Rou of the Ning family's generation, and then she will be canonized as a true saint in the near future to receive this inheritance. Jiang Jiajun frowned and said, but he had some doubts in his heart.

Although she hadn't had much contact with An Rou, she had also heard that this young lady's temperament had never been a guy who would listen to the arrangements of her elders.

Even if it's not the kind of big demon king of the mixed world, it's also someone who once ran out of the Nuwa clan by himself.

Such a woman can't be so obedient.

Especially for her bloodline, it can be said that she has been selected as a saint since she was a child, and this kind of thing can be delayed until now, which is also related to An Rou's unwillingness to accept this inheritance.

Jiang Jiajun felt that there must be something hidden in the matter, but these things could not be heard in the market.

"Did you finally agree?" 6 Sen furrowed his eyebrows, he knew An Rou better than Jiang Jiajun, although she didn't mention much about such troubles among the Nuwa clan.

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