Feng Ning closed her eyes, suppressed the love in her eyes, and quietly waited for Yu Changshu's next move.

Fortunately, at this time, Yu Changshu's communication token made a sound, and she felt that there was nothing better in the world than this sound.

"Ancestor?" Lingqing's voice came from inside the token.

At this time, Feng Ning felt that Lingqing's voice had become very pleasant.

Yu Changshu was unmoved, as if he hadn't heard. Feng Ning wanted to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Lingqing on the other end waited, not knowing whether to continue or wait for the Imperial Commander to respond.

The atmosphere froze for a while, and the scene was quite embarrassing.

Feng Ning saw that Yu Changshu had not moved for a long time, and hinted at him with his eyes very considerately. Therefore, it is really a sad thing to say that only the eyes can move.

Feng Ning felt that her eyes were cramping, and tears were about to flow out. Yu Chang Shu got up, walked to the window, set up an enchantment, and took out the communication token.

After connecting the communication, Yu Changshu's brows became tighter and tighter, and due to the enchantment, Feng Ning didn't hear what was happening.

But judging from Yu Changshu's expression, it seems that the situation is very strict.

After finishing the communication, Yu Changshu walked to Feng Ning's side, "Master is going out to deal with something, you stay here obediently and wait for Master to come back." ”

stroked Feng Ning's forehead with his hand, lifted the confinement on her body, and then turned to leave.

It wasn't until he couldn't hear the footsteps that Feng Ning opened his eyes and sat up, the expression on his face as cold as ice and snow.

After doing it quietly for a while, he stood up and walked to the door, but as expected, he was really blocked by the enchantment and couldn't get out.

Feng Ning pulled up the long hair behind him, lowered his eyes, and slowly spit out two words, "Fortunately"

Fortunately, she still has a hand, otherwise there is really no way out at this moment.

The clothes on his body were crumpled, he took out a piece of clothing from the storage bag, frowned and changed, and a black cloak was draped outside, shrouding the whole person under the cloak.

"It's such a nice weather, it's too dry, it would be nice if there was a thunderstorm and a little rain." Feng Ning looked at the bright sunlight outside the window and sighed.

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the room, he held the sword horizontally in front of him, and his mouth quickly recited the spiritual formula.

Her body emitted a blue light, and the light became brighter and brighter, while the surroundings became darker and darker, as if splashed with ink, blocking the sunlight outside.

Feng Ning realized that he was going to cross the tribulation some time ago, but he never found a good opportunity to retreat, but now it just happened.

Because when the monk crosses the Yuan Infant Tribulation, there will be a thunder tribulation. And the Thunder Tribulation can destroy a qiē seal and a prohibition.

The majesty of the Heavenly Dao does not allow desecration, and if there is a person who crosses the tribulation, the seal and prohibition on his body will strengthen the thunder tribulation.

Feng Ning had never survived the Thunder Tribulation, but he also sensed that something was wrong. The Broken Mind Sword floated in mid-air with a bright light, the surrounding silence was a little weird, and a cold air came out of Feng Ning's heart.

There was a strong pressure on the top of his head, and Feng Ning felt it in his heart, and when he looked up, he didn't know when a large dark cloud gathered above his head.

The dark clouds pressed down, the clouds collided together, and a thunderbolt crashed down and fell right on her.

Feng Ning only felt severe pain all over his body, his eyes were full of Venus, and his ears were buzzing.

It turned out that being struck by lightning was like this, Feng Ning propped himself on the ground with his hands to prevent himself from falling.

Secretly, this monk is also very hard, in order to live longer, suffered such a big crime.

Feng Ning was muttering in his heart, but found that another thunder had struck, and when he looked up at the sky, the clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and he was crying bitterly in his heart, isn't it, still coming?

I regretted it in my heart, why didn't I check more information about the thunder tribulation? Looking at this battle, there are still three or five times to say the least.

Looking at the thick clouds, Feng Ning almost couldn't cry, could it really be that he died before he got out of the school?

In the third thunder tribulation, Feng Ning could only barely hold on, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth. Looking at the thunder light that hit down from the sky, Feng Ning slowly closed her eyes, if she really died under the thunderstorm, it is estimated that Yu Changshu would be very disappointed, right?

A dignified immortal, the first power in the cultivation realm, and the only disciple, actually died under the little Yuanying Thunder Tribulation! This will become the laughing stock of Yu Changshu's life, right?

Feng Ning smiled bitterly and shook his head, when is it, still thinking about this.

Even though Yu Changshu's feelings for her were beyond her expectations. But she didn't think about it, let him down, make him lose face, at least not because of her!

Feng Ning sat on the ground, using the spiritual power of his whole body, and suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a formation in Yu Changshu's room.

Commanding the position of the Broken Mind Sword in his memory, he kept spinning, and finally activated the formation.

At this time, the last thunder tribulation also fell, perhaps because of the protection of the formation, Feng Ning still insisted on not fainting, but the blood oozing from his body stained the floor blood-red.

The Broken Mind Sword also fell to the ground gloomily, Feng Ning slowly crawled over, picked up the Broken Mind Sword, stood up, and dragged his steps outside the house.

Walking to the door, looking back at the mess in the house, the place that was not struck by the lightning looked intact, and smiled, "It's really a magical thunderstorm." ”

The time of the cultivation realm is calculated in a hundred years, and the appearance of people above the ninth layer will always stay in the youngest and most beautiful time.

Living under the protection of Yu Changshu, the monks of the Lingshan Sect are undoubtedly the happiest, and the faces of every monk here are either indifferent or gentle.

Like the girl on the rock, the sorrow on her face is rare.

"Do you want to get out of here? I'll take you away. ”

Like a demon in the heart, one word breaks through people's hearts. The voice was full of temptation, and people couldn't help but agree.

The girl turned around, and out of the woods came a nun, her face completely covered by a cloak, and a mottled shadow cast on the ground, and only her refreshing eyes could be seen.

It feels familiar.

"Feng Feng Ning, is it Feng Ning?" The girl screamed uncertainly, saw the blood trailing behind her, and took a few steps back.

"Have you thought about it? Do you want to leave with me? Feng Ning walked up to the girl and looked into her eyes, "I'm here to help you." ”

"How do you know I want to leave?" The girl looked at her suspiciously, hesitating what to do.

Because of her intuition, Feng Ning didn't seem to like her very much, but she really had something very important to do, and after a long delay here, it was really time to leave.

"I thought you didn't like me?" The girl bit her lip tightly and asked anyway.

"That's right." Feng Ning smiled so hard that his lips turned up, pulling at the wound, and a pain spread to the bottom of his heart.

"Then you," the girl didn't say the other thing she said.

"Afraid I'll kill you?" Feng Ning leaned in front of the girl and stared at her tightly, "That's what you think in your heart, right?" ”