Ning Que walked to talk about the Buddha's light, opened the big black umbrella, and the movements were very natural, just like what he had been doing all these years, sheltering her from the wind and the rain for her, where do you need to think about anything?

This is his habit, and habit is stronger than the Buddha's light.

The people in the hall were still in absolute shock at this time, so they didn't react to Ning Que's move, ~~-Update the starter~~, and they didn't have time to think about what his action meant.

looked at the pale Sangsang in the light of the Buddha. Master Baoshu was shocked and speechless.

Even if he was rattling, he didn't expect that the truth of the matter revealed by Yu Lanling was actually this preparation that he made when he left the Ninetieth Chapter of the Eventful Autumn of the Third Volume of the Hades King and set foot in the Red Dust Temple to come to Washan, all because he firmly believed that the son of the Hades King was Ning Que, where did he think of Sangsang?

Qu Ni Ma Di and the others even looked a little dazed, the most shocked was Cheng Lixue, as the master of the Xiling Temple, his face became more snow-white than his eyebrows, without a trace of blood, and he couldn't understand how the daughter of the light recognized by the Xiling Temple suddenly became the daughter of the Hades.

Daughter of Hades, what does that mean?

Compared to this matter, no one cares about Ning Que entering the demon anymore, although the Demon Sect has been withered for many years, cultivators who go mad are still common, and Sangsang has become the source of the destruction of the world!

The light of the Buddha from the Buddha statue at the peak of Wa Mountain, ignoring the physical barrier of the world, penetrated the roof of the apse of the Rotten Ke Temple in an incomparably magical way and fell, looking like gold powder and pearl powder mixed together, and then ignited by the sun, which looked extremely solemn and gorgeous.

The big black umbrella unfurls above Sangsang's head.

The light of the Buddha collided with the black greasy umbrella surface, splashing and scattering, and the picture was extremely beautiful and thrilling.

For some reason, the Buddha's light failed to penetrate the umbrella and splashed like ordinary rain.

It's just that the Buddha's light is full of light, and the daughter of the Hades (I) is infinite in the ninetieth chapter of the eventful autumn of the third volume, and the number of human beings visible to the naked eye is not comparable to an autumn rain, but more like a waterfall condensed by countless rays, constantly falling towards the big black umbrella.

The big black umbrella is like a black stone in a waterfall, constantly washed and impacted, no matter how stable and strong it is, it gradually has a trembling and uneasy feeling.

Ning Que's right hand holding the handle of the umbrella trembled slightly, and he didn't feel the majestic power coming from the handle of the umbrella, but he clearly felt the terrifying power outside the umbrella, and every bone in his body began to creak.

What is even more disturbing is that the grease and dust on the surface of the big black umbrella that have not been washed away by the rain for more than ten years are constantly thinning under the washing of the Buddha's light, and it seems that they will eventually be eroded into nothing.

Because of the shock, the bell between Master Baoshu's fingers has stopped, and the bell in the Rotten Ke Temple is still echoing, and the crisp bell is gradually disappearing.

Ning Que carried Sang Sang behind him.

Sang Sang leaned his head on his shoulder, his face pale and weak, but he habitually reached out to hold an umbrella for him as he had done when he was picked up in the cold rain many years ago.

Ning Que didn't want her to hold an umbrella, knowing that her situation was very bad at this time.

Sang Sang still took the big black umbrella, and the amazing thing was that when the big black umbrella entered her hand, it suddenly became much more stable than before, and seemed to be able to withstand more Buddha light washing.

Ning Que carried Sangsang on his back and walked out of the Buddha's light.

He held the Pu knife in front of his chest, the iron bow and arrow box behind him, looked at the people in the hall expressionlessly, did not speak, his eyes were cold and fierce, like a tigress guarding her cubs.

Everyone in the hall is strong, but looking at his eyes, they subconsciously don't want to make eye contact with him.

Immediately after that, people discovered something very magical, so the mood calmed down a little.

Ning Que walked out of the Buddha's light, but he couldn't get out of the Buddha's light.

The light of the Buddha descending from the peak of Wa Mountain seemed to be able to sense his position, or more precisely, the position of Sangsang holding a big black umbrella, moving with his steps.

Ning Que looked at the fragments of Buddha's light that fell into the air from the edge of the big black umbrella and then disappeared, and was silent.

"Hahaha......".

Lu Chenjia woke up from the shock. Looking at Ning Que under the umbrella, he couldn't help laughing, the flowers and branches of laughter trembled, the laughter was out of breath, tears flowed down his face, and he looked extremely crazy.

"Your most important person has become the heart of Hades...... Ning Que, what can you do now......? I can probably understand it now...... How am I feeling these days?'

Ning Que looked at her expressionlessly, with some pity and extreme contempt.

The laughter gradually stopped, and Lu Chenjia was silent.

Her face was pale, and the knife was still oozing blood, but she understood the meaning of Ning Que's pity and contempt eyes, and couldn't help but wonder, it turned out that he said that and did that, but why didn't he even want to think about it?

That's the daughter of Hades!

"Mr. Thirteen, please put her down. ”

Master Baoshu looked compassionate, pronounced a Buddha name, looked at Ning Que and said.

Cheng Ziqing sat at the door of the Buddha hall with his head bowed, his sword unsheathed and crossed his lap.

Ning Que glanced at the small copper bell between Master Baoshu's fingers.

He glanced at the sword on Cheng Ziqing's knee again.

Then he glanced up at the big black umbrella.

Master Baoshu is the first seat of the Hanging Temple, the enlightened person, the realm is equivalent to the realm of knowing the fate, or even higher, the net bell in his hand is a relic of the Buddha, with the purest Buddha nature, is the nemesis of Sangsang.

Cheng Ziqing is the junior disciple of the sword saint Liu Bai, and he knows that he is a strong man in the realm, although he is not showing mountains and water these days, the thin sword on his knees must have the power to open a lake and cut mountains.

The big black umbrella has been the most powerful display in the hands of Sang Sang, just like in the past ten years, but under the washing of the supreme Buddha light, the greasy ash on the umbrella surface is still constantly purifying and disappearing, and in the most subtle crevices of the black umbrella umbrella surface, you can already feel the coldness of the Buddha's light with compassion.

Facing the two powerhouses of the Hanging Temple and the Sword Pavilion, even if he didn't carry Sangsang on his back, Ning Que didn't have the confidence to escape, not to mention that he was now carrying Sangsang on his back, so Buddha Light would always follow them and keep suppressing them.

"Now that you have found the daughter of the Hades, it is impossible for everyone in the world to let her escape, and even if you escape to the deepest part of the wasteland and escape into the sea of storms, it is still impossible to escape the light of the Buddha. ”

Master Baoshu's fingers holding the copper bell tightened slightly, looked at Ning Que and said, "Give up." ”

At this time, Master Qishan said with a gloomy expression: "Since they can't leave anymore, don't ring the bell." ”

Ning Que looked at the master in silence, left the handle of the knife with his right hand, and patted the scabbard that poked out from his waist.

People thought that his silence at this time represented a violent psychological struggle, with different expressions, Cheng Ziqing sighed, thinking that even if it is your biological parents, but it is the daughter of Hades, what choice can you have?

Only Master Qishan vaguely knew what Ning Que was thinking at this time.

Ning Que looked at Master Qishan and found that although the master looked gloomy and even a little sad, he was not shocked, and he was sure that the master knew that Sang Sang was the daughter of the Hades King a long time ago.

When he was in Chang'an City, thinking about going to the Rotten Ke Temple, he was a little faintly uneasy, and when he looked back, he realized that whether it was Sangsang's illness, or the three games of chess in Washan, and the practice of Buddhism in the temple these days, it had already foreshadowed the truth of the matter: Buddhism talked about robbery, and Rotten Ke Temple was the catastrophe of himself and Sangsang.

Immediately afterwards, he thought of something farther away, and he couldn't help but come to Langke Temple to treat Sangsang's illness, which was the master's intention, and it was the arrangement made by the senior brother to write a letter to Master Qishan.

"It won't be like this. ”

Ning Que said silently to himself, wanting to drive this most unacceptable inference out of his mind, but he needed to get the most authentic answer, even if it would be extremely painful for him.

So he looked at the master in silence.

Master Qishan knew what he wanted to hear, and said, "Do you believe that she is the daughter of the Hades King now?"

Ning Que didn't have any affection and said: "You used to say that she was the daughter of the light, and now you say that she is the daughter of the Hades, how do I know which one to believe? I only know that she was picked by me, she was raised by me with a mouthful of porridge, if she is really anyone's daughter, it can only be my daughter." ”

Master Qishan said with pity: "But this is the truth of the facts, a few days ago in the cave, you asked me to treat her, my hand fell on her wrist, I felt the cold breath, I know...... That is the imprint left on her body by the Hades, haven't you always thought that the cold aura that even the master and the Xiling Divine Technique can't dispel can be an ordinary illness that can be caused by congenital weakness and typhoid fever when she is young?

Ning Que had long doubts about the strange cold aura in Sang Sang's body, but he didn't say that he didn't want to, so that he could forget it if he didn't want to, at this time, he heard the master break it, and after a moment of silence, he said: "It's still just a guess, there is no way to be sure, the teacher said that there is no omniscient person in the world." ”

"Yes, so the master asked you to come to the Rotten Ke Temple, first of all, to determine what the disease in her body is, only in this way can we know the truth and find a cure. ”

Master Qishan sighed and said: "This year's three games of Washan chess are actually prepared for Miss Sangsang, next to the Tiger Leaping Stream, no matter how tough you are, I will still find a way for her to break that game of chess." ”

"Why?" Ning Que asked.

"To prove who she really is. ”

Master Qishan said: "Her method of breaking the endgame of Chaoke is the method of heavenly calculation, and it is by no means a level that can be reached by human beings, so this first game first proves that she is not a person in the world." ”

Ning Que was silent.

Master Qishan said: "In the Autumn Pavilion, the second game of chess between her and Dong Ming, the first choice is black chess, Dong Ming is the best at watching the sky on the chess path in this life, and the game of chess is finally black and white, it is difficult to say the victory or defeat, just like the light and darkness confront each other above the sky, and it is a sign of the identity of the daughter of the Hades." Ning Que said: "Master Dongming said at the time that the separation of black and white is at will. ”

Master Qishan looked at the Sangsang on his back, and said with pity: "What Heaven's will wants to see is her heart." ”！！！