Jing Du looked at his little son at a loss, as if he had suddenly reacted, and then turned around and roared at the young man in white, "Ning Zhe! Stop it! Stop it! ”

Ning Zhi looked at the heartbreaking old general indifferently, and said slowly, "The Ten Thousand Souls Array has been opened, and the matter has come to this point, and it is irreparable." ”

How could he want to stop, he just wanted to see that all the people in the Dingguo General's Mansion would never recover. This is his wish for so many years, and it is also the wish of the noble man who saved him.

"How is it possible, I order you to stop quickly, stop! Jing Dusk's face turned pale, but he thought of something at random, and fell to his knees, he knew in his heart that once this Ten Thousand Souls Array was opened, it must be sacrificed with the soul of one person, otherwise it would be uncontrollable, and finally ten thousand ghosts would fall into demons and be ruined.

Everyone in the world knows that the lord of Qianshan Mansion has killed countless people, so he is naturally very sensitive to murderous aura. So he thought about using this Ten Thousand Souls Array to attract him to come, and then let his henchman Ning Zhen control Beitang Che's soul, so as to secretly control the huge force of Qianshan.

But who knows what went wrong, attracted his son, and became this unexplained scapegoat, and after that, it was ten thousand ghosts devouring souls, and Ke'er was weak since he was a child, but he would lose his mind and never recover?

Ning Zhe waved his hand to the priests of His Royal Highness, and the two black-clothed priests came over and set up Jing Ke, brought him to Ning Zhe's side, and fell to the ground.

As soon as Jing Ke landed, he wanted to crawl to Jing Dusk, but his handsome face had already been distorted by fear.

Ke Ning stretched out his fingertips and fixed him there, and at the same time, a small silver needle appeared between his fingers, and the surrounding black mist saw this thing, and rushed over first.

The small silver needle seemed to have the ability to contain all things, and when the black mist touched the silver needle, it turned into a brilliant light and disappeared.

"Rather fold! Don't hurt him! That's my son!! Jing Du shouted heartbreakingly, he spit out a mouthful of blood in a fit of anger, his blood-red eyes seemed to be about to tear Ning Fold, but he was inexplicably weak in his limbs, paralyzed beside Jing Ke, unable to move.

Ning Zhi chuckled, and his other hand slowly raised, and the pool of red blood instantly floated and gathered in his palm.

A dark red glow lit up in the palm of his hand.

In an instant, the few remaining clouds of black mist smelled the oozing blood, and rushed over, coiling around Twilight.

At this time, Jing Ke raised his head involuntarily, his pupils contracted violently, the green tendons under his fair skin were prominent, his whole body trembled, his hands and feet spasmed, his expression was hideous, and a painful whimper sounded in his throat.

"If the old general can replace this son, he can ensure that the son is safe and worry-free." Ning Zhi said lightly, Jing Du Jing Ke couldn't see it, and his eyes were full of teasing when he was standing on a high place at this moment.

"Why is this happening..."

Jing Du picked up Jing Ke, who couldn't hold on, in distress, as if he suddenly thought of everything, looked at Ning Zhe as if he was busy asking for help, and said tremblingly, "That stick of incense, is it?" ”

Until now, Jing Du has always believed in this young man in white. There is no doubt that what he said is true.

Ning Zhi smiled faintly: "Okay." ”

"Ke'er, time is running out, you have to remember everything your father said..."Jing Du hugged Jing Ke and burst into tears, but he said helplessly.

"Actually......"

Ning Zhe looked at the twilight in front of him indifferently.

Many years ago, he was like him, with the love of his father and mother, although he lived in the countryside and was not very rich, he was also carefree.

Although there is a memory that he can't remember, he remembers that the battle two years ago destroyed his happy family, his parents died tragically, his sister disappeared in a panic, and he had to go to Qianshan Mansion alone.

It was then that he discovered that there was an insurmountable gap between his strength and Jing Ke.

The road ahead is bumpy and ill-fated.

And his originally chaotic future was saved by a nobleman, and it was that person who let him go to the blessing ceremony, and introduced himself to the Dingguo General's Mansion, and he was also very competitive to complete the nobleman's entrustment, and became the master of the divination pavilion, secretly mastering and constantly setting up a series of rights in the Dingbei Palace.

Everyone in Chang'an knows that there is a divination pavilion in Dingbei Wangfu, and the owner of the pavilion is a young and promising young man in white.

But no one knew that the boy's father was the deputy general under the command of the old general of Dingguo, in an extremely tragic war, the old general abandoned the army and defended the imperial city, although the final war was won, but his father was forever buried on the battlefield. When her mother heard the news, she was also devastated and died not long after, and her only sister disappeared unexpectedly, leaving her alone.

Everyone in the world knows the white-clothed cold-faced priest now, but no one knows the white-clothed young man in the past.

Soon, he will give this old general a devastating blow as he wishes and as he wishes, but what should happen next?

Is it the fate of being reduced to the death of a cunning rabbit and a lackey, or can you serve by the noble man's side for a lifetime?

No matter what, Ning Zhe was willing.

Because he is the only light in his dark life.

That noble man with golden branches and jade leaves is his hope for survival in the world.

Just now, it seemed that I vaguely saw the figure of that person, but soon, there was a clear vision in front of me, and then I saw the long-lost twelve generals.

But now the situation is very different from the past, Ning Zhe's eyes were cold, and he muttered mockingly:

"Lord, the time has come."

Jing Du raised his head suddenly, a pair of originally cloudy eyes were bloodshot, and Jing Ke also sobbed and fell into Jing Dui's arms.

Ning folded the corners of his lips and smiled, raised his hand to turn into a bright light, and said softly, "Ten thousand ghosts devouring souls, please enjoy it..."

Even though Jing Du has galloped on the battlefield all his life and read countless things, when he heard the words "Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Souls", he began to tremble uncontrollably.

Ning Zhe seemed to whisper softly, and whispered like an evil ghost: "Lord, since this ten thousand ghosts devouring souls is so painful, you shouldn't have invented it in the first place, this is asking for hardship, right?" ”

Jing Du gasped violently, his cloudy and blood-red eyes stared at Ning Zhi without blinking, and Ning Zhi looked at him with a smile, his dark eyes were printed with Jing Dui's increasingly crazy face, and a cold and cold light flashed under his eyes.

But Twilight clearly saw the cold light, like a flickering light in the dark night, a mandosar blooming in the abyss.

Faint and beautiful, but cold and unforgiving.

"Father Ning Feng"

Ning Zhi smiled casually, as if he had appreciated enough of Jing Dui's almost desperate face, so he turned his head indifferently, he walked extremely slowly and ruthlessly.

"Within two sticks of incense, your soul will be devoured, and then, let's talk about the past..."

Jing Ke, who had long lost his sense of hearing and pain, watched his father's old back gradually fall down with tears in his eyes, and could only see the white-clothed young man who was called Ning Fold laughing mercilessly, and his father screamed in despair, the two didn't know what they were discussing, but when they saw their father, he seemed to fall off a cliff like despair and pain. But in the end, I couldn't stand the tiredness that came from the spurring, and slowly closed my eyes.

And the old general's soul seemed to have been gradually withdrawn from his body, and he only vaguely heard Ning Zhen's last words.

"Actually, Jing Ke was born as a yang charm."

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.