"Faith." Luo Wushuang replied without thinking.

Why not? Luo Wushuang himself is an existence that is contrary to the world and does not conform to common sense.

What is not seen in this world does not mean that it does not exist.

"A-Ning is not from this dynasty."

Luo Wushuang was a little dazed, isn't it this dynasty? Could it be the orphan of the previous dynasty?

"Or rather, A-Ning doesn't belong here."

Luo Wushuang smiled when he heard this, and echoed: "Actually, according to common sense, Wushuang doesn't belong here. ”

"A-Ning knows."

Luo Wushuang looked at A Ning with a serious face, and wondered if A Ning really knew.

"What kind of organization is Zhongnanshan?"

"Zhongnan Mountain is not an organization, Zhongnan Mountain is the legendary land of gods."

"The Land of the Gods?"

A-Ning nodded, his eyes shrouded in a layer of mist, as if with mockery and sadness.

"The legendary gods can change the past and write the future, and the lives of all beings are in their hands."

"Change the past? Continuing to write the future?"

Luo Wushuang silently repeated this sentence in his heart, and inexplicably felt a little familiar.

"Immortal Gate?"

Aning lowered her eyes and focused on cleaning the dirt from her ankles.

She wiped the dirt away little by little with her slender fingers, and the silver bell at her ankle was as clean as new.

"Zhongnan Mountain is the predecessor of the Immortal Gate?"

"That's not the case, Zhongnan Mountain has nothing to do with the Immortal Gate."

"Zhongnan Mountain was destroyed in the world thousands of years ago, and there was a gate of eternal life."

"Thousands of years ago?"

"But A-Ning, you are the descendant of Zhongnan Mountain?"

"A-Ning knows what you want to say, even Zhongnan Mountain no longer exists, what is the use of the descendants of Zhongnan Mountain?"

"But Aning was summoned from a more distant plane."

"When A-Ning arrived here, Zhongnan Mountain had been silent for thousands of years."

"Then did A-Ning choose Beiyan in the first place?"

A-Ning shook his head, his eyes drifting, as if he was recalling how he got here before.

"The place where A-Ning was summoned is Zhongnan Mountain."

"As the name suggests, Zhongnan Mountain is the land of the extreme south, and it is not like there are four seasons here."

"It's very lonely because the mountains are covered with snow and ice all day long."

Luo Wushuang seemed to have heard a strange talk from outside the sky, and stared at A Ning in shock:

"How do you survive?"

A-Ning snorted and laughed out loud and said:

"Zhongnan Mountain was extremely prosperous back then, and the scale of the palace could not be forged even if the four countries gathered all the national strength."

"A-Ning lives in the palace."

"It's business as usual in the palace except for no one."

"There's food, there's provisions, there's everything."

"It's just that the huge palace is too lonely."

A-Ning's tone seemed to carry frosty loneliness, which made Luo Wushuang subconsciously shudder.

"But now, after A-Ning came out of Zhongnan Mountain, I felt that the world was so beautiful again."

A-Ning said, hugging himself with his hands around his chest, inhaling the fragrance of flowers wantonly with his nose, looking happy.

"Ah Ning has never hidden his identity as a descendant of Zhongnan Mountain?"

"Why hide?"

"Aren't you afraid that the narration will attract covetousness and malice from others?"

"I'm afraid, but is it useful to be afraid?"

Luo Wushuang was stunned when he heard A Ning's answer, and then lowered his head and smiled:

"It's unequaled."

"What does Ning Guogong want to get from A-Ning's body?" (To be continued.) )