The reason why Ningbei stopped was that this little donkey blocked the way.

The little donkey sneezed, turned its head to look at the approacher, and opened its big mouth and screamed: "Grass mud horse ......"

The familiar and pleasant greeting makes people feel cordial.

The pronunciation of this little donkey is much more accurate than it was eight years ago!

For this little donkey, Ningbei is certainly no stranger!

Eight years ago, Yan Xiaohan was only twelve years old, and she almost stewed this little donkey.

Despite the fact that so much time has passed.

The little donkey still can't forget the shadow of his childhood.

Although he is a donkey, even the old Taoist priest is reluctant to ride it.

As a result, in Mobei that year, it was almost stewed by that naïve boy.

Looking back, the little donkey's ass still hurts faintly!

So when the little donkey saw Ningbei, he screamed at the grass and mud horse!

Ningbei is ten miles away, choosing to stop, his voice is indifferent, but without any emotion, and he said softly: "The Broken Blade Cliff is your retreat?" ”

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, little Taoist friend, don't come unharmed!"

An old Taoist priest with crane hair and a childish face, wearing a dirty robe, with a thick layer of greasy, full of alcohol, thrown on the street, stripped of his clothes, will definitely be regarded by outsiders as an old man who is greedy for wine.

The sloppy old Taoist priest has hardly changed from what he was eight years ago.

Ningbei's whole person was shrouded in white light, like a glowing light cluster, his eyes were full of white mist, he looked at the sloppy old Taoist priest, and said calmly: "Eight years of farewell, I am young, you are old at twilight!" ”

"There are no people in the world who are immortal and immortal, and the poor road is no exception."

The sloppy old Taoist priest was drunk, saying that birth and death were the right way of heaven and earth.

Everything in the world, flowers bloom and fall, spring rain moistens, everything recovers, the autumn breeze blows, and everything withers.

There is life and no death, and Tiangang is in chaos.

There is death and no life, and the place is messed up.

Life and death are orderly, and conform to the way of heaven.

For these things, the old Taoist priest has long seen through them.

As a young man, he retired to the Broken Blade Cliff, where he spent hundreds of years drinking and keeping his little donkey company.

In fact, eight years ago, the old Taoist priest realized that his limit was approaching and he had only a few years to live, so he left the Broken Blade Cliff and traveled the world, wanting to find a lover and inherit his mantle.

As a result, the old man wandered to the north, and after meeting Yan Xiaohan, he felt that the society was full of deep malice towards him, an old guy who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years.

He entrusted the little donkey to the simple young man.

The young man patted his chest and promised that he would treat the little donkey well.

As a result, the old Taoist priest had just left with his front foot, and the young man was about to stew the little donkey with his hind foot.

The beating from reality made the old Taoist priest no longer trust this world.

Ning Bei walked forward with his hands in his hands and said calmly: "When I finish my business, I will come back to catch up with you." ”

"Little Daoist, Poor Dao was entrusted by the old man to stop you here and send you back to Huaxia."

The common name of the old Taoist priest is Ge, and the word is a void.

Ge Xu appeared today to prevent Ningbei from going deep into the Second Empire, was he entrusted by the deceased?

Who is this old man!

He wouldn't say!

Ningbei's footsteps did not stop, and only responded with one sentence: "Today, whoever stops me will die!" ”

In just one sentence, it is Ningbei's attitude.

The old Taoist priest Ge Xuan did not see the tragic scene of Yanmen Pass.

More than 80,000 men died in the Guanning army, how tragic.

This blood debt, Ningbei must personally repay it!

Those who offend me Huaxia Tianwei will be punished even if they are far away.

Ge Xuan drunkenly reminded: "Behind the Broken Blade Cliff, the top is exhausted, and the killing game is laid out, just waiting for you to pass!" ”

The content of the round table was not known to Ge Xu.

Don't forget, this reclusive old antique has a high level of perverted strength.

With just his breath, he had already sensed Xiao Yu and the others outside the Broken Blade Cliff.

The vitality of the pinnacle is extremely strong, and its own restrained qi and blood are like a big furnace, and it is not difficult to sense it!

However, Ning Bei didn't pay attention to Ge Xu's reminder, and he didn't even have a smile on his face.

Ningbei, who is full of eight skills, is really an immortal in the world.

In this state, there is no desire and no mercy.

With a sword in hand, dare to slaughter all enemies in the world.

Ningbei, the creator of the Eight Techniques of the King of Seals, has now become the pinnacle.

With the ultimate strength to control the eight skills, the power of attack is unparalleled in the world.

Ningbei knew that behind the Broken Blade Cliff, there was a shocking killing.

He, still went!

One is the blood feud of the 80,000 men of the Guanning Army.

Second, it is for the sake of Xiao Yu!

It is conceivable that once Ningbei knew that there was a killing situation behind the Broken Blade Cliff, he chose to retreat.

The 16 countries participating in the round table are not fools.

All countries will surely understand that someone has leaked the contents of the round table to China.

When the time comes, the 16 people who participated in the round table will return to various countries, and they will have to withdraw from the top level of each country on the spot, and they will no longer be able to touch any top-secret content, and they will have to be strictly investigated.

When the time comes, Xiao Yu will inevitably face danger.

This is not allowed in Ningbei.

The top ten dark piles of the Northern Liang Army, none of them can have an accident.

Over the years, the Beiliang Army has mastered a lot of top-secret information about the Ten Great Empires, all of which are the credit of Xiao Yu's secret stakes.

As the military master, Ningbei must ensure that ten people are safe.

So Ningbei walked through the Broken Blade Cliff alone and came to the outskirts of the forest, where the mountains were stacked.

A vast wasteland, where weeds grow in the mud and gravel of the earth, showing green leaves in the wind and exuding life.

There is no way to hide in the wasteland.

Therefore, the round table was opened, and all the representatives of the 16 countries appeared here.

Yao Qing of the Fifth Empire rejected this plan to hunt the king of Ningbei.

But he came alone, saying that he was here to join in the fun.

In all corners of the wasteland, there are more than 100 people!

Without exception, they are all supreme martial artists.

Obviously, the top figures present are far more than from the Sixteen Kingdoms.

There are also the pinnacles of other foreign countries, and they stand on top of the wasteland like this, and they are all not hiding.

In the north of the wasteland, Xiao Yu, who was wearing a black power suit, his long hair was tied behind his head, like a ponytail, he stepped forward, bent down slightly, saluted Ning Bei with a knightly salute, and said slowly: "Xiao Yu Sobyanin of the Second Empire, I have seen His Royal Highness King Liang!" ”

There are many titles in Ningbei, and outsiders can call them however they want.

Everyone present was at the top of the list, and they all knew what the other party wanted to do, but the demeanor and arrogance of the top martial artists made them not rush to do it.

Jerry of the First Empire, with the arrogance unique to Westerners, said in a condensed voice: "Jerry Alcott of the First Empire, I have seen His Royal Highness King Liang!" ”

"Third Reich Sharma Dylan, I've seen His Royal Highness the King of Liang!"

"Olifi Caroline of the Fourth Reich, I have met His Royal Highness the King of Liang."

……

The representatives of the 16 countries present introduced themselves while greeting each other.

Yao Qing took over the conversation, stalked his neck, and began his collaborator speech, clearing his throat and coughing.

All eyes are on it.

Yao Qing, the representative of the Fifth Empire, introduced very gentlemanly: "Cough, King Beiliang, listen well, this is the pinnacle martial artist of the First Empire, with a thousand qi and blood, and a strong man in the world!" ”