Ning Chang said: "A person, a familiar person, I can vaguely feel that he is in the imperial city, I feel that as long as I see him, I can solve many puzzles in my heart." ”

The more Ning Xiaoling listened, the more mysterious she became, and asked, "Senior brother's heart...... What's the puzzle?"

Ning Chang said, "Who am I?"

Ning Xiaoling felt a chill in her heart, and said with an unchanged smile on her face: "Senior brother, don't be scary...... By the way, who are you looking for, senior brother?"

Ning Changchang said uncertainly: "It may be a junior brother, or it may be a cute little junior sister like you, in short, he is also in this imperial city now, I can't be sure of his location, but I can vaguely feel it." ”

Ning Xiaoling pursed her lips: "It turns out that the senior brother is looking for the junior sister." ”

Ning Changjiu smiled, rubbed her head, and said, "Take care of your body, your innate spirit has been broken again, and you need to recover." ”

Ning Xiaoling was slightly startled and asked, "You know everything?"

Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Being able to form a spirit is something to be proud of, and now that the master is dead, you don't need to hide it from anyone." ”

Ning Xiaoling muttered: "It's a pity that my little fox is now like a little mouse, and it is born without a tail." ”

Ning Chang said: "Except for those twelve, all the spirits in the world are congenitally defective. ”

The twelve...... Ning Xiaoling felt a thrill in her heart.

For mysterious and unknown things, people always have great fear and awe, and at the same time, the unbearable curiosity in the bottom of the heart can't help but grow wantonly, she is finally just a thirteen-year-old girl, since the spirit has been very curious about those things, or did not hold back to speak:

"Do those twelve gods and their hidden kingdom really exist?"

She looked at her brother expectantly with watery eyes.

Ning Changjiu rubbed her head and said with a smile: "I am your senior brother, and I am not an immortal, how do I know?"

"Forehead ......"

She looked at Ning Changjiu in astonishment, only to feel that the temperament of today's 'senior brother' had changed too quickly, and she was a little difficult to adapt.

She still didn't give up and asked, "What does the senior brother know?"

Ning thought for a long time and said, "Regarding the twelve lords of the Hidden Kingdom, I have seen some legends, you sleep obediently, and I will have the opportunity to tell you about it in the future." ”

Ning Xiaoling puffed out her cheeks and sighed indignantly.

Ning Changjiu chatted with her a few more words, then rubbed her eyebrows, calmed Ning Xiaoling, and after she fell asleep, Ning Changjiu cleaned the broken porcelain pieces and sawdust on the ground, and then returned to his couch, looking at the reddish lights outside the window, speechless for a long time.

After a long time, he wiped the corners of his mouth.

That's blood.

Previously broke the woman's formation in one go, and then saved Ning Xiaoling at a very fast speed, before the assassin left, when he pushed the opponent's knife into the sheath, he also smashed the knife with his hand.

After doing all this, he felt a great exhaustion.

The one that night was not only the walking corpse that killed Ning Zhushui, but also absorbed his life's cultivation.

These days, he often wonders, what step can he do with one go?

So tonight he took the opportunity to try, but the answer did not satisfy him.

This is too far from the self in my memory. The spiritual sea, which should have been a large lake, has now shrunk into a small pool.

As for whether he could escape from this turbulent imperial city, he gradually became less confident.

But he had to find that person and unravel the answer in his heart, otherwise his Dao heart would never be restless.

In the game, the son has fallen, so naturally there is no room for regret, but now it is difficult for him to practice, and these cultivation efforts are used less, and he must not waste them at will after today.

With this in mind, he looked out the window.

"It should be almost time. ”

Sure enough, before his words fell, there was a cry for help from a small courtyard separated by two corridors, which was the direction of the woman's boudoir.

The person who called for help was Zhao Shisong.

......

......

The lights of the National Teacher's Mansion were not extinguished, and the guards on patrol looked at the sky with some fear.

They knew who was in the house at the moment.

Three years ago, the Qianyu Palace was bloody, Zhao Xiang'er got a great reputation, and now the majestic hall has been destroyed, and the relatives have died, three years ago, the girl in a bloody dress in the slanting sun, what will be crazy to become?

And since Zhao Xiang'er entered the mansion, there has been no movement, and the lights burning in the mansion are extremely quiet.

At one point, one of the guards suddenly glanced at the night.

Just now he heard a thin birdsong.

The guards beside him also heard it, but they didn't care: "Recently, there are all kinds of strange birds in the city, and it is said that it has something to do with the finch ghost, those murderous houses that have been attacked by the finch ghost, it is said that there are blood crows circling in the middle of the night, which can make noise all night." ”

After hearing this, the man sighed and said, "I heard that the Witch Lord is out of the customs, I only hope that the Lord has a great way of Taoism, and he can end this matter sooner or later, so that he can worry about it every day." ”

And in the National Teacher's Mansion, the window is open.

A scarlet finch rested on the girl's delicate snow-white palm and spit out the note in her mouth.

Zhao Xiang'er stretched out her finger and teased its feathers, and the scarlet finch chirped a few times in satisfaction, flapped its wings and left.

She walked over to the table and opened the scroll of small letters, her brow furrowed slightly as her gaze flickered.

"Little Taoist?"

After drinking the decoction, the national teacher in a wide robe slowly calmed down, he sat cross-legged, really meditating and concentrating, at this moment seeing the girl's eyes slightly different, he couldn't help but ask:

"But there are variables?"

Zhao Xiang'er rolled up the note and threw it into the brazier.

"Nope. ”

She thought of the little Taoist priest, she had taken a look at the little general's mansion today, when she saw his eyes touching her and did not retreat, she only thought that he was stupid, and did not think much about it.

At this moment, it seems that the one who can let Tang Yu take the risk of letting the cardinal pass the message must not be an idle person.

It's just that if the general trend really rises, even she is just being coerced forward, and then looking for that glimmer of opportunity.

No matter how amazing a young Taoist is, what can he change?

She suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, silently recalled the face of the little Taoist priest, and thought that it would be better to take more embankments in the future.

All she needs to do at this moment is to take advantage of the protection of the National Teacher's Mansion to recuperate from her injuries.

"Now that the Imperial City is in turmoil, there are quite a few people mixed in, not only the Jin Kingdom, but also the Rong Kingdom is rumored to have disciples of the Sword Saint to seek revenge for their senior brother, and many assassin organizations have even moved into the nest, do you really have the confidence to deal with it?" the old man sighed.

Zhao Xiang'er said: "If you only rely on me, of course you can't." ”

The old man became more and more puzzled: "The Qianyu Palace has been destroyed, although you hold the Great Array of the National Teacher's Mansion in your hand, you can dodge for a while, but this is just a turtle shell after all, although it seems to be hard, but when you hit the stone, it still has to be broken." ”

Zhao Xiang'er looked at him and said lightly: "Sir, do you really not know, or don't you dare to think in that direction?"

This sentence was like a knife, piercing the last luck in the old man's heart, and his somewhat cloudy eyes quickly outlined bloodshots, but suppressed by the decoction, the spiritual power surging in his body was like rootless water, and he could not supply his body at all.

He looked at Zhao Xiang'er fixedly, his voice was slow but almost hoarse: "You want to destroy the country?" But don't forget, you are not a royal person, you have no royal blood, even if you get the Vermilion Bird Incineration Pestle, what control will you have?

"Let it go...... What you're doing is just a dream. The national teacher sighed long, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Zhao Xiang'er looked at him quietly, between her elegant and childish eyebrows, a smile spread like melting snow:

Soon after, the heavens and the earth were overturned, the phoenix fire burned the city, and the red bird was splashed with blood. Sir wait and see. ”

......

......

When dawn approached and the thin window paper began to let in the light, Zhao Shisong touched his neck, still a little unbelieving that he had survived.

The young man in a green shirt stood in front of him and looked at him calmly: "I have negotiated with her, and she promised to spare your life, but no matter how big things happen in the imperial city next, you don't want the people in the prince's palace to disturb the situation, and when necessary, you have to stand on the side of His Royal Highness." ”

"If you agree to this, drink this bowl of runic water, if you regret it, the runic water will attack. Ning Changjiu handed him a bowl of water and said, "This is what I fought for you, if she wants to kill you, no one in the house can stop you except me." ”

Zhao Shisong was shocked, he struggled, and finally took a deep breath, took the bowl of water, and drank it.

He leaned against the wall, his expression dejected: "Thank you for saving your life." ”

Ning Changchang said curiously: "Your mansion is so big, there are not a few masters of cultivation who have hidden it?"

Zhao Shisong sighed and said, "Twenty days ago, the two enshrined monks were all damaged in the Qianyu Palace, so ...... I've been panicking these days. ”

Ning Chang asked, "Why do you have to kill that lady?"

Zhao Shisong said helplessly: "The pressure of the Jin country, the pressure of the border war, the pressure of the Rong country, the pressure of Your Majesty, even if it is a civilian, there are dozens of people under the banner of killing the demon girl of the country...... This is a grudge for decades, Zhao Guo has supported the Qianyu Palace for twelve years, not only did the lady not respond, but the friendship between Zhao Guo and Rongguo three years ago was broken by His Royal Highness himself. Not to mention this ......"

Ning Chang asked, "What's wrong this time?"

Zhao Shisong hesitated for a while, but still said: "This time, borrow a few of our courage, in fact, we don't dare, the source of everything, or a month ago, the god of the Jin country was obviously spiritual, and he said that the god of the hidden country wanted to kill the daughter of the disaster country." ”

Ning Changchang was slightly shocked: "According to the laws of heaven and earth, how can the hidden country pay attention to the world?"

After Ning Chang finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that if he hadn't cultivated to the extreme of the world, he wouldn't be able to touch the laws of heaven and earth at all.

There were countless powerful and mysterious spirits at this time, such as the one who protected the Jin Kingdom, as Zhao Shisong said.

But the only true ultimate gods are the twelve lords of the Hidden Kingdom.

Ning Changjiu asked again: "That god, what else did you say?"

Zhao Shisong said: "He said that if Zhao Guo cooperated with them to kill Niangniang, he would be willing to stop fighting, and from then on, Zhao State would be a subsidiary of Jin State, and Jin State would also protect the safety of Zhao State." ”

Ning Chang asked, "When you killed that lady, did that god make a move?"

Zhao Shisong closed his eyes, recalled the scene of the day, and nodded with palpitations: "The night before that day, a painted humanoid puppet was smuggled in the city, that is the container to accept the arrival of the gods. ”

Ning Chang asked: "In fact, the one who really went in to kill Niangniang was the puppet parasitic by the gods?"

Zhao Shisong nodded and said: "Of course! Can teach a person like His Royal Highness, what kind of person is Niangniang? Even if the top ten masters of the Jin Kingdom go out together, they are not necessarily opponents, and the only people in this world who can kill gods are gods." ”

Ning Chang said, "What about the end? What about the puppet?"

Zhao Shisong smiled bitterly twice: "Until the fire was extinguished, we didn't see Niangniang and the puppet, what we did was just arranged in advance." ”

Ning Changchang nodded thoughtfully, he was not sure what the so-called god and the legendary Niangniang had to do with his resurrection, but in his mind, the complex thread cluster vaguely outlined its huge outline.

Ning Changjiu asked again: "In your hearts, what kind of person is Zhao Xiang'er?"

Zhao Shisong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly, "His Royal Highness Xiang'er has a unique style, but Niangniang has not escaped...... She's so young, even if she has the means to kill us all, how can she influence the situation?"

Ning Changjiu nodded, no matter how strong Zhao Xiang'er was, after all, he was too young, and he was always just an ordinary cultivator, and only by cultivating his innate spirit to the fullest could he truly have the power to surpass the secular dynasty.

Ning Changjiu suddenly thought of something, and asked very quickly: "Your Highness Xiang'er...... Is there a match?"

Zhao Shisong was stunned, he looked at Ning Changjiu in a daze, stroked his beard, and smiled meaningfully: "No wonder the little path chief wants to wade into this troubled water......"

Ning Changjiu shook his head and said, "I'm just asking, not admiration." ”

Zhao Shisong said with a smile: "Tsk, young Mu Se, not to mention such a peerless beauty as His Royal Highness, you are of the same age, I naturally won't laugh at this kind of thought." ”

Seeing that the little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi just looked at him calmly, and had no distractions, he didn't continue, coughed a little embarrassedly, shook his head, and said:

"There were some rumors more than ten years ago, but there has been no movement for so many years, it should be rumors. ”

Ning Chang looked at the gradually brighter light outside the window and said, "I'm tired of Mr. Zhao taking me to the imperial city for a walk." ”