The word thank you fell on Ning Yi's ears, making the young man silent for a while.

Ning Yi didn't know what to say for a while.

Shane?

Shane...... Thanks for what?

Ning Yi's expression was a little complicated, he looked at the carriage, from beginning to end, the third prince did not get off the car, but when he poked his head out to admire Xu Qingyan's beauty, he was stunned for a while.

From the first time he saw Li Bailin, Ning Yi didn't like His Royal Highness the Third Prince, who was famous and orthodox in the Great Sui royal family.

There are many things in Li Bailin's eyes, and Ning Yi can see it.

In this world, what is black is black, what is white is white, what you want is what you want, what you don't want is what you don't want, what you want can always be to cover up, you can't hide your inside, Ning Yi's least favorite type of person is a hypocritical person.

There are many things in the eyes of the three princes, but there is no sincerity.

He said very little, but the purpose was obvious.

Enwei and power, suppress yourself, and then let yourself go, so that you can be grateful and grateful to Dade.

Ning Yi sighed, thinking that this set of the Great Sui royal family should have been tried and tested repeatedly within a radius of 36,000 miles?

I can be regarded as carrying the black pot for the last person who intercepted the goods, and I have to thank you for this kindness.

He looked at the third prince and said two words seriously.

"Thank you. ”

Of course, it doesn't end there.

This should not be the attitude of a grass people towards the prince of the Great Sui, Ning Yi has no awe, the cultivator of the Little Wuliang Mountain is ready to draw his sword and teach this kid a good lesson, but the three princes in the carriage don't seem to mind these courtesies.

Li Bailin knocked on the carriage, and the slight sound made the people of Xiao Wuliang Mountain resist the urge to draw their swords.

"Bring Miss Xu up......"

Ning Yi looked at Su Ku, who was dressed in a big gray robe, and slowly stepped forward, he lowered his head, looked at Xu Qingyan's clear gaze, patted the girl on the shoulder with a smile, and said softly: "Go ahead." ”

Xu Qingyan hummed softly......

At the last moment, the girl whispered: "Take care." ”

Ning Yiwen smiled.

Su Ku led Xu Qingyan into another carriage, and after the girl boarded the carriage, Ning Yi frowned, he saw this great cultivator of the Sword Lake Palace, standing next to the carriage for a long time, his fingers pinching, as if he had laid out some formation.

Should it be a soundproof formation?

The carriage driver of the carriage picked up the reins and prepared to set off.

The third prince obviously lost interest as well, and he said softly, "Let's go...... Leave him a lesson. ”

Zheng Qi, the law enforcement elder of the Little Wuliang Mountain who was serving on the side, nodded, understanding what the Third Highness meant, his eyes swept over the disciples behind him, and immediately an inner gate law enforcement disciple who had just stepped into the middle realm looked at each other and nodded.

The two carriages began to set off one after another, and the third prince slowly lifted the curtain, ready to see what the young man named "Ning Yi" would be taught a lesson.

Li Bailin won't make a move, Ning Yi said that he is a disciple of Shushan, and it is impossible for him, the future uncle of Shushan, to punish him for some trivial things...... And to put it more bluntly, the worlds of the two people are very different, Li Bailin is the royal family of the Great Sui, and Ning Yi is just a grass people, if nothing happens, after today, there will be no time to meet.

Li Bailin, who was pale and looked sick and weak, was actually a cultivator who had been hiding his cultivation realm for a long time, and the blood of the Great Sui royal family was extremely well inherited, and his realm was quite high. How could a character who wants to hold the fine snow not be worthy of the cultivation of the little uncle of Shushan?

It's just that Li Bailin has always shown weakness, and in the records of the Dark Sect of Shu Mountain, the major holy mountains, including the royal family, he has no record of making a move.

He had long seen that Ning Yi was just a beginner cultivator of the second realm, and when it came to the soul sea and the star lake, he was just a straw bag. His own group, the one from the small Wuliang Mountain, who followed behind Zheng Qi, was at least a middle realm cultivator of the fourth realm, and he only needed a sword, and at least let him lie down for ten days and half a month, cut off three or four ribs, and at worst abolish his cultivation, and no longer have the idea of cultivation.

Just think of it as ...... The punishment of transgression, the punishment of disrespect.

However, he saw a picture that he did not expect.

......

......

With Zheng Qi just a glance crossed, the little Wuliang Mountain disciple who drew his sword and came out was already in the fourth realm of cultivation, he raised his arm and patted his shoulder, and a gray long sword suddenly broke through his robe, his body swept forward, and the sword weapon swooped down.

The disciple of Little Wuliang Mountain grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand and began to run without warning, targeting the young man standing at the gate of the Ganye Temple.

Ning Yi's face was expressionless, in his imagination, this should be the correct greeting picture, nodded at the little Wuliang Mountain disciple who rushed over, Ning Yi kicked the tip of the umbrella sword with his toes, leaned back, and the gray long sword cut horizontally, sticking to the young man's cheek, cutting the two stone lions at the waist.

The gravel cracked, and the eyes of the disciple of the Little Wuliang Mountain condensed under him, and the young man who reacted extremely quickly actually dodged his own sword?

Starlight rioted, he stepped on the ground with both feet, stood with a horse, and slashed with a sword!

Ning Yi had already closed his eyes and listened to the blazing wind in the air.

He didn't rush to use the umbrella sword, because the sword momentum that Xu Zang handed over to him was a means of killing. The third prince wants to teach himself a lesson, I'm afraid he just wants to break his two bones, if he kills this disciple of Xiao Wuliang Mountain at this moment and really provokes the Great Sui royal family, the trouble will not be so simple.

The umbrella sword did not turn out of the blade, Ning Yi's body was like a loach, lying on the ground like a dragon, although the number of starlight in the second realm was scarce, it was much more flexible than this little Wuliang Mountain disciple of the fourth realm, attached to the soles of his feet, his whole body was like a dragonfly in water, swept forward, swept under that disciple, the sword qi flew, and the threshold of the Ganye Temple was cut in half by a sword.

Ning Yi, who was almost parallel to the ground, only the soles of his feet were glued to the ground, straightened up instantly, he didn't look back at the disciple behind him, but looked over the crowd and looked at the carriage of the third prince.

With such a loud sound, Xu Qingyan didn't have a probe...... It seems that the gray-robed man has indeed arranged a soundproof formation.

Ning Yi slightly pulled the corners of his mouth invisibly, and smiled.

Such an arrangement...... It's really heartfelt.

The little Wuliang Mountain disciple who turned around, his face was blue and red, he held the sword in both hands, and jumped high.

There was the sound of sword qi breaking through the air behind him.

Ning Yi spun out the blade of the sword, without looking back, the trajectory of the umbrella sword flying in the air was as bright as a spark, and countless cold lights burst out, and the little Wuliang Mountain disciple who jumped high was shocked and smashed into the Ganye Temple.

The cold light that burst out one after another was the gray sword piece that was slashed by the umbrella sword, sputtered out, and the force was huge, nailed to the red wall and white tiles of the Ganye Temple, and burst out of clouds of smoke and dust.

Ning Yi was standing in the dust rolling down in all directions, and the little Wuliang Mountain disciple who was sitting on the ground looked very embarrassed and shocked.

But Ning Yi didn't, he gently rotated back the blade of the umbrella sword, stretched out the small umbrella, and stood under the eaves alone, the smoke and dust smashed on the umbrella surface, gathered down, and the broken stone particles fell to the ground with a tick.

The carriage of the Three Princes stopped.

The people of Xiao Wuliang Mountain and Sword Lake Palace stopped, and they watched the scene in the Ganye Temple in silence.

Su Ku of the Sword Lake Palace carried a hint of mockery.

He saw that the face of the law enforcement elder of Xiao Wuliang Mountain was embarrassed, his brows were furrowed, and he looked at the dusty scene in the Ganye Temple, as if he was thinking about something.

Zheng Qi only felt that this scene was ...... Déjà vu.

The carriage carrying Xu Qingyan went farther and farther.

Ning Yi looked at the girl's carriage, which slowly disappeared into the horizon and sight with the sun, and the young man thought silently in his heart, Xu Qingyan went to the imperial city...... It should be cured soon.

It's a good ending.

He said a word to take care of himself, then put away his umbrella sword and slowly walked out of the smoke-filled Ganye Temple.

Li Bailin had already gotten out of the car, and he stared at Ning Yi.

To be precise, staring at Ning Yi's umbrella.

He didn't know where this young man came from, but he was able to cross an entire realm to face the enemy...... It must be a genius, no matter which holy mountain it is put in, it is a genius.

However, the battle that has just taken place is a little outrageous. Because from beginning to end, Ning Yi only took out one sword, and with one sword, he slashed the fourth realm magic sword with many blessings from Xiao Wuliang Mountain.

Everyone noticed that Ning Yi's sword was not ordinary.

The third prince also noticed this.

He got out of the carriage and stood in the twilight, with the deep starry sky hidden in his eyes, looking at Ning Yi.

Ning Yi suddenly felt that the third prince must also be an unfathomable figure, there was a brilliant galaxy hidden in those eyes, even if he didn't show his cultivation, his momentum overwhelmed everyone else in the field.

"What they said before...... Some of them have passed, and some of the things they have done have passed. ”

Li Bailin looked at Ning Yi and said with a very sincere face: "The matter is over, don't worry about it." ”

Ning Yi looked at the third prince and thought to himself, could this be the so-called persuasion of generosity?

The third prince looked at Ning Yi, and he asked softly, "You just entered Shu Mountain and stepped into the path of cultivation?"

Ning Yi hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"My batch of goods, sent to the Ganye Temple, was originally intended to be given to the disciples on Shushan Mountain. Li Bailin smiled again and said, "You are a rare genius, and it doesn't hurt to give you these resources." ”

Ning Yi understood why the attitude of the third prince had changed so much......

He wants to marry Shushan.

Li Bailin smiled and said, "Which disciple are you, I will visit you in person." ”

Ning Yi said seriously: "My master is dead. ”

"That's a pity...... Li Bailin looked at Ning Yi and said seriously: "Since you are a genius of Shushan, then all the rules can make way for you, rob my goods, and injure the disciples of Xiao Wuliang Mountain, we can all treat him as if it didn't happen." ”

Elder Zheng Qi's expression was a little stiff, and the little Wuliang Mountain disciple who was sitting on the ground, his face was flushed, he picked up the sword fragments on the ground, and limped past Ning Yi to return.

Ning Yi pretended to be confused and said, "Why?"

Li Bailin said: "Because I admire you very much. ”

Ning Yi suddenly realized.

Li Bailin smiled and said, "You can call me a little uncle." ”

Ning Yi looked at the white-robed sick and thin prince, and asked with a smile, "When did the Third Highness become the little uncle of Shushan?"

"Soon it will be. Li Bailin looked at the young man and said, "You can go up to Shu Mountain with me and witness this scene." ”

Ning Yi sighed with emotion and thought...... Until now, I haven't even been to Shushan once.

He pursed his lips slightly, wanting to say something.

At this moment, the little Wuliang Mountain Elder who had been frowning and staring at Ning Yi on the side, the more he looked at the young man, the more familiar he felt, the string in his mind, and finally Ning Yi in front of him was connected with the young man in Xiling——

"Your Highness, please retreat!" Zheng Qi's face suddenly changed, and he turned his head and said coldly: "Little Wuliang Mountain disciple listens to the order!

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