Mo Wuxian was silent again, and this time the silence was longer than before. After a long time, Mo Wuxian sat down again weakly, and let out a long sigh, "Ning Yue, what do you want me to do?"

"Borrow two things!" Ning Yue was not pretentious, and simply said what she needed, "Feng Gu Pan and ...... Min Tianjing!"

"That's it?Are you sure?You don't need me to make a move?I still have a million troops in the Great Zhou......" Mo Wuxian was a little excited, because the two things Ning Yue said were not important, the important thing was that Ning Yue planned to face the powerful Immortal Palace alone.

At this moment, Mo Wuxian suddenly regretted a little, regretting that he hadn't treated Ning Yue any better before. Although Mo Wuxian has always valued Ning Yue, even more than Mo Tianya. But Mo Wuxian knew that the reason why Ning Yue worked so hard for Da Zhou was not for the rewards he gave him at all.

"Your Majesty, the Immortal Palace is very strong, although his purpose is the Great Zhou Dynasty, but ...... We can't force them to show their minions until they show them. Ning Yue had a faint smile on her face, very relaxed. But everyone knows that Ning Yue is not easy at this moment.

"I can give it to you Fenggupan, but Min Tianjing can't!" Mo Wuxian's face was full of struggle, looking at Ning Yue's incomprehensible gaze, Mo Wuxian sighed leisurely, "Min Tianjing suppressed my Great Zhou National Fortune, and I have now merged with the Great Zhou National Fortune." I ...... now. Can't die yet. ”

Ning Yue's pupils shrank suddenly, and Mo Tianya, Zeng Weigu, and Sima Jingming's faces changed drastically. Although they knew that something was wrong with Mo Wutrace's body, it was the first time they heard the truth from Mo Wutrace's mouth.

They never expected that Mo Wuji's body had reached this point where he needed to go through the Min Tian Mirror to continue his life. A trace of worry flashed in Ning Yue's eyes, but it was swept away in an instant. Because he couldn't protect himself at the moment, he didn't have the time and energy to worry about Mo Wuxian at all.

"Your Majesty, please block the news of the appearance of the minister, I need a few days to prepare. ”

"Naturally, from today onwards, the palace gate will be blocked. No one will send a message outside the court. I don't think I can help you anymore, but I have a saying, you can't do anything, you need to save your life. I don't want you to sacrifice your life for the Great Zhou Dynasty, I want you to continue the blood and blood for my Great Zhou Dynasty. ”

"Yes, I obey!"

After leaving the palace, Ning Yue and the four did not leave the capital. Since Ning Yao had said it, the Immortal Palace would not set foot in the capital easily. This is one of the few relatively safe areas in Kyushu in the world.

After settling the Qianduxue and the others, Ning Yue paced back and forth in the room. The Immortal Immortal and Ning Yao stared at Ning Yue curiously. Even in the palace, Ning Yue had never been so anxious. But now, Ning Yue was so anxious and uneasy.

Finally, Qianduxue on the side slowly came behind Ning Yue, gently grabbed Ning Yue's hand, and gently put his hand on his chest, "If you want to go, go there!"

"Twilight, I promised you ......"

"But can you let go of your heart? It's okay to go and see, if she's okay, you can also ask her to go out of the mountain, with her help, we don't need to be afraid of Asgard." ”

Ning Yue's hand couldn't help shaking, and her eyes were full of shame and self-blame when she looked at Qian Duxue, "Twilight Snow...... I'm sorry, but I can swear to you that my heart for you, my promise to you, will never change. In this life and this life, Ning Yue is the only one in her heart. ”

The words landed, and Ning Yue's figure disappeared like a breeze. Looking blankly at the direction in which Ning Yue disappeared, the Immortal Immortal and Ning Yao both looked at each other curiously.

"Where did he go?"

"Grassland, Immortal Heavenly Palace. "Twilight Snow was so gentle and considerate before, but the words she said now were tinged with a hint of coldness. Twilight is a woman, and there is no woman who is not jealous.

In Kyushu, the Central Plains, it is still warm and cold at the moment, but in the northern grasslands, the herdsmen have already put on thick cotton clothes. Grassland herders have lived on this land for so many years, but for the first time they are so confident about surviving the winter.

Because they not only had cotton clothing, but also food, and even in the center of the tribe there were already mountains of forage. And the pens built around the tribe are already full of cattle and sheep.

Such a layout construction was unimaginable to them before. But just three years later, it was all there. The herders are no longer afraid of heavy snow or even hail. If such preparations had been made, the cattle and sheep would still have froze to death. Then you can only blame your own bad life.

Because of these changes in the grassland, the people of the grassland have become more devout to the Immortal Heavenly Palace. Because all this happened after the appearance of the new saint. All this was also brought about by the new saint.

In the past, ninety-two generations of saints, each of them worked hard to change the living state of the grassland. But each one, but not really did. The fate of the grassland is still in the hands of heaven, and if the wind and rain are smooth, they will live a nourishing life, and once they encounter a disaster, they can only survive through war.

Therefore, although Peony has only been a saint for three years, her prestige has been in full swing. It can even be said that as long as the peony is a word, there will be countless people on the grassland who are willing to sacrifice their lives to die.

Ning Yue was dressed in white and slowly walked towards the holy mountain. Before they got closer, the people from the Immortal Heavenly Palace had already greeted them vigilantly. They didn't come to greet Ning Yue, but to watch out for Ning Yue.

It's not that the Immortal Heavenly Palace has become a soldier, because just three years ago, a person who was also dressed in white killed the Holy Mountain. And since then, white clothes have become the taboo color of the Immortal Heavenly Palace.

As Ning Yue gradually approached, the jealousy of the Immortal Heavenly Palace became more and more solemn. Because Ning Yue was wearing a Central Plains service, the Central Plains people dressed in white were enough for the Immortal Heavenly Palace to directly copy the guys.

"Stop, Central Plains, this is not the place you should be. A bald monk walked towards Ning Yue with a big shout. Naked rise, inlaid with brick-like muscles.

Ning Yue smiled faintly, not being irritated by the other party's stern tone. Slowly clenched his fists, "The king of Lantian County in the Lower Zhou Dynasty wants to meet the grassland saint when he has something, and he is tired of reporting it." ”

"No, I don't care which king you are, no mortal is allowed to meet the Holy Maiden!" Contrary to Ning Yue's expectations, the person who came rejected Ning Yue's request without giving any face, but not only that, but his tone became even worse.

At the same time, the crowd that poured out of the Immortal Heavenly Palace stared at Ning Yue with a fierce look on their faces, and many of them had even taken up arms. Ning Yue's reputation may be very loud in the Central Plains, but not in the grassland.

The name of the king of Lantian County may be known to the high-level of the grassland tribe at this moment, but it is also unknown among ordinary herdsmen. That's why the Immortal Heavenly Palace scolded Ning Yue like this, because in their minds, even if it was the prince, if there was something, they should find the Khan instead of the Holy Maiden.

Even if the Khan is just a puppet Khan, it should be conveyed to the Holy Maiden by this Khan. Such a crossing of the border is not only disrespectful to the Immortal Heavenly Palace, but also a blasphemy against the Holy Maiden.

"Get out of the way!" was when the atmosphere was depressed to a hurry, just when Ning Yue was about to lose patience and plan to go directly to the mountain. A voice suddenly sounded in the ears of everyone, although the tone was stern, but the voice was extremely gentle.

The crowd dispersed, and Zhiyue, who was dressed in a red robe, slowly stepped out of the crowd and looked at Ning Yue with a smile on her face. Seeing Zhiyue, Ning Yue's face suddenly showed a look of surprise.

"Zheyue Tianzun, you're not dead?"

"I thought I was going to die. But I didn't expect that the fake Dharma King just abolished my martial arts and imprisoned me in the dungeon, originally he wanted to torture me well, but before he could do it, Brother Ning had already supported the saint to return to the throne.

Brother Ning doesn't need to report if he wants to see the holy woman, I'll show you the way. After speaking, his eyes swept sharply over the group of Immortal Heavenly Palace disciples behind him, "You listen to me, in the future, when Brother Ning comes to the Holy Mountain, you are not allowed to obstruct it, just let it go." ”

"Yes!" the disciples of the Immortal Heavenly Palace knelt down in unison. Under the leadership of Zhiyue, Ning Yue came to the Holy Maiden Palace without hindrance. When I saw Peony again, Peony was still the same as it was at the beginning. Even at this moment, the peony has become more feminine and warmer.

Ning Yue's arrival did not make Peony get up to greet her, and she didn't even move while sitting in the rattan chair. The needle and thread in his hand are shuttling quickly on the clothes in his hands, so serious that people can't bear to disturb it.

"Peony-" Ning Yue touched her nose a little embarrassed, she had promised that Peony would come to see her often. But it seems to ...... I haven't been to the Holy Mountain once in the past three years. If you are a peony, you will probably be angry and don't want to take care of yourself.

"You wait for me, it'll be almost ready!" Peony didn't raise her head, still concentrating on the needle and thread in her hand. Ning Yue also stood quietly on the side and waited for the peony.

Only half an hour later, the boiling medicine quickly tied a knot in the thread in his hand. Gently bite off the thread, and then put down the needle and thread in your hand. Slowly stood up and shook it, what Peony was concentrating on sewing turned out to be a man's clothes.

"You're just in time, see if this dress fits?" Peony walked over gently, gently draping the clothes on Ning Yue's body. Ning Yue's eyes were slightly stunned, and at that moment, his nose had infinite sourness.

"How can I be so virtuous that I can let you treat me like this?" Ning Yue sighed lightly, but the rest of the words couldn't be said anyway.

"In the past three years, you haven't come to see me once, although I sometimes get angry, but when I think that this Ning Gongzi is the Ning Gongzi that Peony likes, I am not so angry. Every time I miss you, I think about making you a dress. However, as a saint now, I have many things.

This dress, Peony took three years to make, and the one I made for you last time was too frivolous, so I made you a Xuanyin color for you. However, Ning Gongzi's clothes are becoming more and more like the Twilight Snow Sword Immortal. In the past, it was rare for you to choose white clothes to wear. Childe came to the Holy Mountain this time, did he come to see me?"

"This ......" Ning Yue was suddenly embarrassed, and she couldn't say a word in her throat.