Chapter 12: The Killing of the Central Plains

Old Madam Li's eyebrows were raised, and although her face was already a little wrinkled, it could be seen that her appearance was still very beautiful.

At least when she was young, she should have been an extremely beautiful woman.

But no one can escape the years.

She opened her mouth to speak, so there were some crow's feet in the corners of her eyes, and she didn't look very old.

She looks like she is in her forties, but sitting there gives people the majesty of a lady in her seventies.

She didn't frown when she heard Li Fengliang talk about Luo Ning. When Li Fengliang said that there was a strong man with a gun, his brows did not wrinkle.

But when she heard the fortune teller, her brow furrowed.

It's like a flag outside the window that is messed up by the wind.

Mrs. Li looked at Li Fengliang and said, "Stay away from him in the future." ”

Li Fengliang didn't know what was happening, but his mother ordered again, so he could only nod.

Mrs. Li said again, "Let Luo Ning go out of the city today, if he stays in Da Zhou for one more day, it will be an extra day's risk." ”

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Luo Ning rode on a yellow hussar.

He carried a sword behind his back and a knife pinned to his waist.

He changed into new clothes and took a bath in Li Fengliang's general's mansion.

He decided to leave the country this afternoon.

At the same time, an order came from the General's Mansion to open and close the door this afternoon.

All the sergeants thought that their main general was about to go to war, and one by one they geared up, and some generals even began to prepare the army.

General Ning Yuan looked at Li Fengliang in front of him, and said with joy, "My Huben battalion can lead 3,000 troops to contain it from the front, and the general can send 6"

Li Fengliang frowned slightly.

"It doesn't have to be so much trouble. ”

General Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, puzzled.

Li Fengliang said, "There is only one person who wants to leave the customs today. ”

"Alone?"

General Ning Yuan was shocked, "What person?"

Li Fengliang said lightly, "It's Zhou." For the rest, you don't need to ask. ”

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At the same time.

Behind the pass of Ma Wei Pass, there are teams waiting quietly here.

February flowers appear in the mountains somewhere here.

There were several disciples and elders of the Spear Forest around him looking at him.

Februaryhua shook her head and said softly, "I can't kill it." ”

One of the elders, Fang Bublock, asked urgently, "Why can't you kill it?"

Februaryflower sighed and shook her head.

"Here he comes. ”

Fang Bufang was confused, "He, who is he?"

Februaryhua pondered for a moment, then said, "It's a fortune teller. ”

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So countless people here know that there is a fortune teller in Ma Weiguan.

In the Celestial Empire, Zhou Xing sent a team composed of loose cultivators, who was led by the Demon Sect and was on their way.

They received the news that Luo Ning was going to leave the customs.

Therefore, he sent a message to the nearest team that had been scattered to rush over.

Zhou Xing wants to kill Luo Ning, but also Zhou Tu, Ye Qing and Gu Changsheng, but Zhou Tu's life and death are still unknown, and Gu Changsheng and Ye Qing are in their respective sects, so they can't kill them anyway.

Now Luo Ning, who is about to go out, has become the target of their public.

There are many scattered sects of the Central Plains.

Fengyue Sect, Tianqing Sect, Rilan Sect, Changxiu Sect, Lingshan Sect......

Almost all the scattered cultivation sects in the Central Plains had suffered from Yi Shui Han back then, but because the Demon Lord released the news, everyone knew that Luo Ning was going to be out of the customs today.

These major sects are the five largest scattered sects in the Central Plains except for the three major sects.

They don't have a strong person like Yang Dingtian Februaryhua.

But the people sent out are at least in the court realm.

No one dared to underestimate the mountain master of the Thirteen Layers of the Sword Abyss.

What's more, he inherited Yi Shuihan's sword, so even if they heard that Luo Ning's strength realm was just a spirit consciousness, they still poured out.

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An hour ago, February's flowers were struck.

But when he returned, he didn't bring back Luo Ning's head.

So people don't know if he didn't do it, or if he failed.

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In the afternoon.

The south gate of Ma Wei Pass was finally opened.

This door has not been closed for a long time since Li Fengliang came, and the sound of Zizi seems to be a little old.

Luo Ning rode on the yellow horse and looked at the wasteland north of Mawei Pass with a heavy look.

He knew that if he walked a few miles and crossed the Luo River, he would be considered to be in southern Xinjiang, and when he got there, the map that Zhou Tu handed over to him would be useful.

But he also knew that this seemingly peaceful closed door actually hid a lot of murderous intentions.

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He knew that there was more than one who wanted his own life, and he didn't know how many barbarians there were outside the pass.

But he sat on his horse, and still pretended to be very dashing.

General Ning Yuan looked at Li Fengliang, "General, are you sure this person is not going to die?"

Li Fengliang replied lightly, "I don't know." ”

Among the bustling onlookers, there were many cultivators who wanted to kill Luo Ning like Zhuang Wuxian did.

They knew that once Luo Ning got out of Ma Wei Pass, he would never have a chance.

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The team sent by the Demon Sect and Zhou Xing finally felt that Ma Wei was closed, and successfully opened the gate with the emperor's holy decree.

They were out of breath, they were the closest Demon Sect to Ma Wei Pass, and they came as fast as they could, but they still seemed to be one step slower.

Luo Ning shook the reins, and then rode out of the city.

He listened quietly to the movement behind him, as if none of this had anything to do with him.

Some of those cultivators had begun to secretly condense their spiritual power.

Throughout the ages, in addition to the three major sects of the Demon Fighting Sect, when has there ever been such a gathering of sects in the world?

The sky in the north was a little dark, and a dark cloud drifted over.

Februaryflower knew it wasn't a dark cloud.

In the midst of that dark cloud, he felt a powerful sword intent.

The old guy from Beihai is here too?

The southern sky suddenly rushed to the sky at this time, this is the direction of Jian Yuan, and everyone knows that Jian Yuan has already expressed his attitude at this time.

In the eastern sky, there were faint cumulus clouds at this time, but for some reason the cumulus clouds had gradually dispersed at this time.

A pale black demonic aura slowly floated over.

There were exclamations of exclamation in the roomβ€”because the people of these small sects had not seen demonic qi for unknown years.

Februaryhua frowned slightly, he felt that the aura was not a demon lord, but it was also a good character.

This is not a demon general, but a demon king.

The Demon King, one of the thirty-six Demon Kings under the Demon Lord.

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Luo Ning rode out of the city, and then he looked up at the sky.

I don't know what to think.

That team of demon sects finally arrived, and they were so tired that they couldn't breathe.

"The emperor has decreed that Luo Ning is not allowed to be let go!"

Listening to this shout, Li Fengliang's heart finally lifted.

He clenched the newly equipped sword in his hand and counted lightly, there were a total of fifteen cultivators in the crowd.

He looked up at the sky again, and the strange clouds were rolling in the sky, and he didn't know what the sign was.

With this shout.

Finally someone made a move.

The people outside the gate could not hear the shout, but they knew the time had come.

The cultivator who could fly instantly condensed his spiritual power, and it seemed that he had completely ignored the sword intent in the south.

They flew into the sky, and then they were slashed by the sword intent.

So many people understood the meaning of Jian Yuan.

It was impossible for Yang Dingtian to let Luo Ning out of any danger.

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