When the broken thoughts in her heart kept popping up, Ning Yue inadvertently touched a bulge. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info shook slightly, and the stone gate, which had been dead and silent, suddenly trembled.

Ning Yue was overjoyed and hurriedly took a few steps back. On top of the shaking stone gate, dust like a waterfall suddenly fell, and the smoke and dust obscured the vision in front of him. This stone gate, the ghost knows how many years it has not been opened, and the accumulated dust has reached such a terrible level.

The stone gate slowly retreated, and then slowly moved to the side. Ning Yue gently covered her nose and shook the smoke and dust in the air vigorously. Coughing violently, he gently stepped into the stone door.

The inside of the stone gate was beyond Ning Yue's imagination, and the space inside was surprisingly large, with at least ten huge stone pillars on top of the zenith on her head. And the pungent smell of smoke and dust after stepping through the door disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Obviously, this huge space was renovated at a later stage, and it is no wonder that someone would block this drainage outlet with a stone door.

When Ning Yue stepped into it, she was stunned for a moment. It's not because of the huge space inside the stone gate, nor because of the huge renovation of this project. It was because Ning Yue saw a pair of bright eyes.

An old man with gray hair and a long blue shirt. His hair was scattered and draped over his shoulders, and he sat cross-legged between the two stone pillars. The old man's two hands were roasted with an iron chain, and the other end of the chain was embedded in the stone pillars on both sides.

Ning Yue's face was a little embarrassed, and she squeezed out an ugly smile slightly. He couldn't have imagined that there was someone behind the stone gate, and he couldn't have imagined that his infiltration would be discovered so suddenly and easily.

"Hello, what a coincidence!" Ning Yue smiled faintly, and suddenly her figure flickered, shooting towards the old man like a streamer. There seemed to be a flash of lightning in his hand, and the Taishi Sword was unsheathed in an instant.

Although he didn't use his internal strength, Ning Yue's sword speed was so amazing. Even a master of the unity of heaven and man would definitely not be able to react under Ning Yue's sword speed.

An afterimage came out behind him, and almost instantly, Ning Yue had already come to the old man's face, the sword in his hand was coldly pressed against the old man's throat, but the picture was frozen in an instant.

Ning Yue's face was gloomy as water, her face full of murderous intent flashed with struggle, the sword in her hand did not move at all, as long as she handed it out gently, the old man in front of her would be killed by a sword piercing his throat. However, Ning Yue still stopped moving.

Ning Yue should have drawn his sword, and he should have killed the old man with a sword before he could react. Infiltrating the Nine Shadows Ridge by himself must not be discovered, so the old man must die. However, Ning Yue couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation on the old man's body, and the old man in front of him might just be an ordinary old man.

"Child, why did you stop?" The old man in front of him had a kind smile on his face, as if it was not a deadly sword against his throat at all, but a fragrant chicken leg.

"You...... Who are you?" Ning Yue's face was gloomy, and she lowered her voice and asked coldly, "If you don't know martial arts, why are you here?"

"Little Doll...... You've got a lot of questions!" The old man smiled faintly and stretched slowly, "I should have asked you these questions, right?Who are you?Why are you here?What do you want to do?"

Ning Yue's eyes narrowed again, and a rich killing intent gradually burst out, "Your life is in my hands now, so these questions should be asked by me, and you answer! Say, I don't want you to be the first ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts to die under my sword!"

The old man was unmoved, slowly raised his hand and shook it slightly, and the chain made a rattling sound, "I have been imprisoned here for decades, do you think I will care about life and death?

The old man didn't seem to be afraid of Ning Yue's sword, his eyes glanced up and down Ning Yue playfully, and suddenly his eyes froze on Ning Yue's waist, and his originally playful eyes suddenly shrank, "Where did that whip on your waist come from? Have you seen Mo Qifeng?

"Mo Qifeng?" Ning Yue's eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and when he saw the whip on his waist, he instantly understood, "This is given to me by my grandfather, do you know the king of the backer, who are you?"

Ning Yue's heart suddenly fluctuated, the king of the backer was already a man of the hour fifty years ago, who had pacified the Kyushu Rebellion and experienced the battle of the grassland. And there are not many people in that era who can live until now. It is impossible for ordinary people to call the king of the backer by his name, either call him the king of the backer or call him the fourteenth prince.

Those who dare to call the backer king's real name are either not simple in identity or are enemies. Thinking of this, Ning Yue's sword was handed forward here, and once the old man made other moves, Ning Yue would definitely stab down with a sword.

"Isn't Mo Qifeng dead yet?" The old man seemed to be a little sad, a trace of remembrance flashed in his eyes, and even his tone became heavy.

The killing intent in Ning Yue's eyes burst out again, "Do you really want his old man to go?" But unfortunately, his old man is full of energy and eats it. But you, if you talk to me about him again, then you will die today. Who are you and why are you imprisoned here, I only ask once, if you don't say it within three breaths, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Ah...... I didn't want him to die, but ...... It's just a bit of an accident. If Mo Qifeng is still alive...... Almost...... It's almost eighty years old, isn't it? It's not easy to live to be so old with scars from battle......"

The old man turned a blind eye to the sword in Ning Yue's hand, and only talked to himself, and when he saw Ning Yue's face, he suddenly smiled indifferently, "Child, don't think I'm verbose, after all, I'm a lot older, and it's normal to be verbose." Do you call him grandpa? So are you Qi Yu's descendant? Is it a direct or a collateral line?"

Ning Yue pursed her lips tightly and closed her eyes slightly. Killing someone who doesn't know martial arts seems to be a little difficult for Ning Yue. But this also made Ning Yue a little lucky. Because at least he was not confused by martial arts, and he did not become a butcher who kills without blinking.

Over the years, he has killed many people. The knife has never been soft, which made him wonder if he was numb to killing. But now, Ning Yue was glad to know that she didn't.

However, Ning Yue had more important things to do now, and the old man in front of him was his only uncertain factor. Since he has been imprisoned here for a long time, and since he has completely looked down on life and death, then let him be fulfilled by himself.

Thinking of this, Ning Yue suddenly opened her eyes. But when he saw the kind smile on the face of the old man in front of him, his just firm heart hesitated again in an instant.

"Who the hell are you, answer me!" Ning Yue said word by word, every word could be directly knocked into the old man's heart.

"Very important?" the old man asked with a smile in his face.

"It's very important! I don't want to kill an innocent person!" Ning Yue said seriously.

"You call Mo Qifeng a grandfather, in this case, you should also call me a grandfather!" The old man's answer was beyond Ning Yue's expectations, and Ning Yue stood on the spot for a moment. He didn't suspect that the old man took advantage of him, nor did he suspect that the old man lied to him, but this information was too sudden and too unbelievable.

"Why? don't believe it?" the old man smiled faintly, "The backer king in your mouth is the fourteenth among our brothers, so he was the fourteenth prince back then." After I said that you are Qi Yu, it is because although there were fourteen of our brothers back then, only Qi Yu and I had descendants, and of course he also became the emperor. ”

"Gollum-" Ning Yue swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "What is Qi Yu in your mouth...... Emperor Rongren?"

It seems that Qi Yu's descendants gave him the nickname Rongren, benevolent in life and glorious after death, and this nickname is well deserved. As for me, I am the eldest among the brothers, you should have heard the name of the old man, the old man's surname is Mo, and his name is Qi Lian!"

When the old man said this name, his momentum changed dramatically.

He raised his head proudly, his eyes flashing with pride that defied heaven and earth. Of course, if the old man was really Mo Qilian, he was certainly qualified to be so proud. Just ask today, who has not heard the name of Prince Qilian? Let me ask the world, who does not have that kind of strong fascination when mentioning Prince Qilian.

Prince Qilian, when the Great Zhou Dynasty was at its most stormy, single-handedly supported a piece of the sky of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Because Prince Qilian was too dazzling, more than a dozen amazing princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty were so bleak. Because of the prince of Qilian, he continued the luck of the Great Zhou Dynasty with his own strength, and made the phoenix nirvana of the Great Zhou Dynasty reborn from the fire.

Prince Qilian was in the capital for a day, and no one dared to raise the flag to rebel no matter how turbulent the Great Zhou was. If it weren't for the steppe Hulu's large-scale seizure, the Five Kings Rebellion would never have happened.

And Prince Qilian, with the army that had long been rotten to the bones and a group of martial arts people who came spontaneously, drove the united grassland Hulu back to Helan Mountain, and beat the grassland Hulu to pieces. Such a peerless hero, is it the seemingly thin old man in front of him?

"Boom-" It was as if a thunderbolt exploded in the depths of Ning Yue's mind, Ning Yue stared at the old man in front of her in disbelief, and the Taishi Sword in her hand trembled slightly. He is Mo Qilian, the prince of Qilian back then, and the current king of Qilian, impossible, how possible?

Ning Yue couldn't believe it, he had already heard of Prince Qilian's demeanor, he had heard about Prince Qilian's past countless times, and even every experience of Prince Qilian was familiar.

Even the old man of Tianji said that fifty years ago, King Qilian was a well-deserved man of destiny. If it weren't for the fact that Emperor Rongren finally seized the world and ascended to the throne, there could not have been two people with the mandate of heaven.

But...... Is he the King of Qilian? King Qilian has been imprisoned in such a sewer for I don't know how many years? How can people accept such a reality?

"Impossible, it is rumored that King Qilian's martial arts are superb, but you ...... You ......" Ning Yue's face suddenly changed drastically, because he thought of a possibility. I can't sense the fluctuations in the martial arts on the old man's body, maybe it's not that the other party doesn't understand martial arts, but it's more likely that the other party's martial arts have already exceeded imagination.