The drama on stage is about to reach its climax.

Ning Ru stood on the stone steps, looking at Ning Yuchen in a clean brocade robe, with red lips and white teeth, very handsome.

He is in Fengzhou all the year round, rarely returns to Lingjiang, Ning Yuchen's mother died early, and saw his son, who was more beautiful and moving than the idle girl, was climbing the stone steps step by step, walking towards him, his eyes were a little trance, as if he saw the voice and smile of the woman at the beginning. Ning Yuchen will not succeed like today, he also feels a little guilty, he feels that he has no way to teach, and he can't live with Ning Yuchen's mother. However, when it came time to crown Ning Yuchen personally, he felt more relieved.

The eyes of the guests all fell on Ning Yuchen's body.

The guards in the open and in the dark are more vigilant at this time, and the more this time, the more likely problems will arise.

Liu Duwei stared closely at the celestial eye mirror in front of him.

The monks of the Wushengmen have excellent concealment skills, and the fact that the Heavenly Eye Mirror does not move does not mean that there are no monks of the Wushengmen in the Divine General's Mansion.

The so-called Dao is one foot high and the demon is one foot high, Wushengmen has fought with various countries and factions for so many years, and for the Tianmu Mirror specially refined in order to deal with the demon clan and Wushengmen, Wushengmen and the demon clan are not without countermeasures.

Su Zhuo subconsciously touched the scabbard of the White Snake Sword.

After experiencing the Red Sleeve Painting Boat and the Xingwu Palace, if the people of Wushengmen attack him again, this person who made a move will definitely be extraordinary.

Ning Yuchen ascended the high platform.

The big drama on the stage has reached the most exciting place.

Ning Ru is a Chen gift vessel, burning incense ancestors.

Zhou Chengjun said with some emotion: "I have to say, Ning Gongzi's crown ceremony is the only one in the world, the civil and military forces of the half dynasty are here to watch the ceremony, and this Shi Zhu Shibai play, when I was still in the Northern Qi Dynasty, I also saw some famous family crown ceremony, but compared with Ning Gongzi's battle, it is dwarfed." ”

It was the first time Meng Mingli had heard this unfathomable Mr. Zhou talk about the past, and he couldn't help but be curious: "Mr. Zhou is not only quite accomplished in cultivation, but also has an amazing talent in business, but I don't know which family Mr. Zhou was born in the Northern Qi Dynasty?"

Zhou Chengjun shook his head and smiled, and said: "Beiqi is just an unknown family, I was fortunate to practice in Beiling Mansion for a period of time, and then because of some things, I couldn't stay in Beiqi, and I came to Yonghui after a while, I was still young at that time, and I didn't have any energy, I just wanted to find something to do, I did everything at the beginning, and the business talent you said should be cultivated at this time." ”

The status of Beiling Mansion in Beiqi is equivalent to that of Dao Palace in Yonghui and Luohe Xue Palace in Da Zhou.

It is the first school palace of the Northern Qi monks, and in the eyes of the Northern Qi monks, it is the best place to go under the three holy places.

However, with Zhou Chengjun's ability, being able to practice in the Beiling Mansion was also within Meng Mingli's expectations.

The stage was even more lively, and the incomparably beautiful Hua Dan was kneeling and bowing, ready to accept the crown.

Ning Ru also finished washing and took the crown seat with both hands.

The young man who walked out of the painting also knelt down at this time, just waiting to be crowned.

Meng Mingli looked at the stage, hesitated, and asked: "With Mr.'s qualifications and skills, how can he not stay in Beiqi, and no matter how much Beiling Mansion does not help, will he help Mr. One, is there any difficulty?"

Hearing Meng Mingli's question, Su Zhuo and the others were also a little curious, and they all looked at Zhou Chengjun.

This Mr. Zhou didn't answer immediately, but his eyes were a little wandering.

Meng Mingli hurriedly said: "If Mr. feels abrupt, don't answer." ”

Zhou Chengjun shook his head slightly and said softly: "Because, I made a mistake at that time." ”

Su Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Mistake?"

Zhou Chengjun sighed with some emotion and said: "Of course, although everyone thinks it is a mistake, I don't think it is wrong." ”

At this time, the crown seat had already fallen on Ning Yuchen's head.

The big drama on the stage has also reached the most exciting place.

Zhou Chengjun said: "It is precisely because of this mistake that I came to Yonghui Lingjiang and came here." ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Over here?

Does it mean Ningfu?

Why is it Ningfu?

It was at this moment that he moved.

He didn't enter the Divine General's Mansion without any sword, but when he stretched out his hand, a cold light flashed.

He wore a robe with narrow sleeves, but the lightning speed of his shot still brought out the whistling wind.

The wind was harsh, blowing the corners of the clothes.

It was a short knife.

The Celestial Eyepiece flashed with a dazzling light.

Liu Duwei's face changed suddenly, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the room.

After countless people in the mansion noticed the light, their faces changed.

When the guards saw Zhou Chengjun who suddenly made a move, they seemed to feel incredible, and they were all stunned.

There was chaos in the house.

Meng Mingli's face turned pale, he looked at Zhou Chengjun's familiar figure, and felt extremely unfamiliar, his eyes full of disbelief.

He didn't believe that Zhou Chengjun, who had been in Lingjiang for seven or eight years and had been a worshipper in the Meng family for three years, would be an assassin of Wushengmen.

Even the most trustworthy Zhou Chengjun is not trustworthy, who else in the world can be trusted?

Su Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the cold glow that was coming in an instant.

This cold glow is very unusual.

When it flickered, it also splashed fine and bright light chips.

It looked inconspicuous, but it gave him a strong feeling of suffocation, and he smelled death from this bit of edge.

He knew how terrible the knife was.

Zhou Chengjun's true yuan was more condensed than many cultivators of the Peerless Realm, and Yu Qiufeng, the leader of the Dao Palace who had fought against him, could not be compared to him.

And he has mastered an extremely advanced technique.

He was able to condense all the qi and killing intent of his body into one point.

And more importantly, those splashes of light chips.

Those are shattered spaces.

Zhou Chengjun's sword was so sharp that it couldn't even withstand the space of heaven and earth.

It's even scarier than being locked in a gas engine.

His tried and tested "body method" is no longer so tried and tested in the face of this cold mang.

Zhou Chengjun's words were only half said.

He said he made a mistake.

Su Zhuo already knew what the mistake might be.

Because Zhou Chengjun cultivated into a demon seed.

Just when this bit of cold light was rapidly magnified, Su Zhuo's peach blossom eyes reflected the burning black flame inside.