Twilight leaves the village and returns to the place where Inkmark was imprisoned. He squinted at the pointed fox eyes and looked at the ink marks that were struggling to support him in the enchantment, if it weren't for the little demon retribution, this ink mark as a little wild cat with only a few years of seniority, could actually cultivate into a demon, and after being seriously injured by Ning Huchen, it could heal quickly, which is really strange. He had to associate this scene with Nuwa Stone. In order not to miss Nuwa Stone again, he had to circle the ink marks under his nose to see his every move.

Seeing him coming, Moji's tone was weak, and his eyes still showed a firm stubbornness: "Your Majesty the Demon King, Moji is very grateful for your favor. It's just that...... It's just that I can't let go of things that I can't let go of, and I can't serve under you......"

Twilight Chengxue was shocked by the red-clothed beauty, smiled solemnly, and flicked his sleeves to uncontrol: "It's okay, one day you will need me." Then come to the palace again to find me. ”

At the same time, Ning Huchen returned to the women's soup. As soon as he saw Lan'er, he asked, "How is Shi Xihua doing?"

Lan'er said: "It's still the same look of resisting death, so I arranged for her to be a rough maid first." Don't care about her yet, Zihua Hall has come to summon the order, and the monarch invites you over. ”

Ning Huchen was a little puzzled: "But now is not the time to cultivate?"

Running to the Zihua Hall on this day has made the demonic beings envious. If you see the desolation twice a day, I don't know how many girls will envy and hate itchy. Ning Huchen knew that the universe was full of opportunities and busy, and he was not often in the Zihua Palace. It's only been a while since he's been there, and she understands what he's for.

Ning Huchen went to the Zihua Palace, this time Zhou Honghuang did not teach her spells, nor did he take her to cultivate.

Zhu Honghuang Zhengse said: "The choice of the master is close at hand, and I am not too worried about your strength and spells. But the remaining eight young masters, you have only been in contact with Fei Ye, and you don't know anything about the rest of them. Weeping Youji's birthday is coming, and according to her old rules, the official positions of young master and above must be given gifts to show closeness. This time, I will make the main arrangements for the young master's gift, and you will send them to their house one by one. ”

Such an arrangement, in the eyes of Weeping Youji, is a favor and meticulous and considerate care. Ning Huchen heard it, but she borrowed such an excuse to give her the opportunity to understand what kind of characters the rest of the young masters were, and to know herself and the other in order to survive a hundred battles. He recently stayed in Zihua Hall for a long time, just to help her cultivate and improve, and now he has considered this for her, and his heart is really a little moved.

"How can I make you care so much. ”

On the solemn face of Zhou Honghuang, a subtle color of gratitude opened: "How can I meet you." ”

This is a profound statement. Ning Huchen couldn't understand, even if he had become a Demon Dao Young Master today, he was still relying on the Celestial Desolation and staining his glory, how could he thank himself in turn?

Zhou Honghuang continued to return to business: "I have prepared these gifts, but you must pay attention to the intention of my choice. Among the eight young masters, Fei Ye and Weeping Youji have a deep gap like a chasm, and he has never received a gift from Weeping Youji, but it is humiliating to give him. Among the rest, there is still a gift left. It's just that there is some trouble to take this ceremony, and the rest of the young masters can't go, and the fathers and teachers are in important positions, and the elders can't be moved. And I'm going to get out right away. So, it's up to you. ”

Ning Huchen was a little curious: "What is it?"

"A fairy sword, sinking at the bottom of the humane Wolong Pond, there is a fierce dragon guarding it. If you are not a young master, you can't fight with it, you have the right to practice your hands. The next day with those eight people is more dangerous than this, I can't protect you all the time, you have to be able to protect yourself. "The desolation of the sea is very serious.

"Don't worry. Ning Huchen smiled lightly, revealing two pear vortices.

The mountains are like a wave, layers of green, and the noon sun shines on the road white.

The purple bloom appeared, and the appearance of the woman in purple overshadowed all the flowers and trees in the mountains.

The sound of gurgling water flowed happily, Ning Huchen followed the sound of the water, and the hundred-zhang high waterfall hung down like a white practice, and it was magnificent. The reef under the waterfall has been washed over the years and has become very smooth. The sword, called the Lonely Moon, was at the bottom of this pool.

Ning Huchen made a trick to avoid water and plunged into the water. The water diverged a kilometer around her, bypassing her.

Looking up, the scorching sunlight is refracted through the pool water, and the light that penetrates into the water is as soft as the moonlight, reflecting the underwater world in a blue color. She continued to sink, getting darker and colder around her. It took her strength to reach her eyes before she could see clearly.

I don't know how long it took, but I finally touched the bottom and stopped falling. There are all kinds of broken debris piled up here, and there are even a few bones of white people.

Thick demonic qi continued to overflow from a small place, and Ning Huchen pursued the demonic qi, and sure enough, she found a cave that was about the same height as her. Near here, not a single fish or water snake can be seen. Where there are divine objects, there are often powerful monsters guarding them and cultivating them.

Jiao, the genus of dragons. In case of thunder and lightning rainstorms, it will soar to the sky, and only after the catastrophe can it turn into a dragon, which can glimpse its strength. Ning Huchen didn't dare to enter easily, so he sacrificed the carcasses of cattle and sheep prepared in advance, and the blood and water were scattered and rippled by the undercurrent, floating towards the cave.

Ning Huchen stayed at the entrance of the cave, hiding his figure, waiting for a response.

The surrounding water began to fluctuate strongly, and the demonic aura became heavier and heavier. Ning Huchen had even sensed that it had come to the entrance of the cave.

Jiaolong didn't come out of the cave for a long time, Ning Huchen pursed his lips and waited quietly.

Finally sensing that there was no threat nearby, it swam out of the cave and paddled towards the two wandering cows and sheep.

Ning Huchen saw a huge head appear, but it didn't have horns like the true body of the Heavenly Desolation. With a long jaw and a large mouth, the large, protruding blue eyes revealed a dark light, and the body was about six feet long, about half the height of an adult. In one bite, he swallowed a cow.

Ning Huchen frowned slightly, and secretly cast a spell, and one after another cattle and sheep appeared one after another, constantly filling in the dragon's mouth.

She dodged into the cavern, which was pitch black, deep and long. After a long time, I saw that there was something faintly exuding a clear glow like a bright moon, which was probably the Lone Moon Sword.

Quickly approaching the object, he could feel bursts of clear qi rippling from a white sword stuck in the mud. The sword was not unsheathed, and Ning Huchen held it and found that it was not easy to pull out. She used all her strength in her palms and pulled it out of the earth. Then, the ground shook, and the feet became more and more unstable for a while.

The long and deep dragon groan came, Ning Huchen's heart sank, and he secretly screamed badly, and then he used all his strength to sweep out of this long cave tunnel like a meteor.

In the tunnel, Jiaolong only noticed a wisp of demonic energy brushing his body.

"Damn the demon!" Jiaolong angrily chased after Ning Huchen.

It had actually cultivated to the point where it could speak people, and Ning Huchen seemed to have a thousand burdens in his heart, and he didn't dare to despise it at all. Underwater, the dragon is too strong. Columns of water were constantly coming behind her, and if she didn't pay attention, she would be hit hard. Ning Huchen couldn't defend and attack, so he could only clench the sword in his hand and retreat and flee repeatedly.

Closer to the water, the dragon no longer continued to chase, and hung firmly in place. It seemed to have insight into Ning Huchen's purpose in luring it out of the water.

A demon and a Jiao confronted each other like this, and the surrounding water stopped surging.

Suddenly, Jiaolong's body turned violently, and a vortex formed in the cold pool, and the suction force became stronger and stronger, dragging Ning Huchen down.