Chapter 1,156 Destined

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No matter what, I was saved after all. Ning Xia's injury was less serious than Jin Lin's, and he will probably recover soon.

After dealing with the more serious case in Ningxia, Kong Jinyu then checked on Lin Pingzhen and Xie Shi. The two of them didn't look too good, they looked like they were holding on, and their energy and energy were almost gone.

Lin Pingzhen is also a little overdrawn, but he has a stronger foundation and can just take care of himself later. Xie Shi was in the best condition among the three of them, but his skin injuries looked horrifying.

Judging from the embarrassed behavior of the three of them, they must have suffered a big disaster before they came. Thinking of the strange sea of ​​fire that she had glimpsed just now, Kong Jinyu felt a little frightened: "What happened?"

"Enemy reinforcements have been encountered." Silently looking around, True Lord Yanyang looked at Lin Pingzhen, his tone was affirmative.

Lin Pingzhen saluted to True Lord Yanyang, looked pale, and said with a wry smile: "Yes."

"...Probably we encountered the main force returning for reinforcements."

"Hiss—" Many people present gasped. Yuan Yuhua was so shocked that he threw himself next to Lin Pingzhen on the spot, looking frightened.

Naturally, they have a certain understanding of the situation here when they are encircling and suppressing it. Moreover, Tianbao Pavilion is not the only stronghold they are clearing this time. This time it is probably a joint clearing, hoping to clear this cancer directly out of the Wuhua Sect's territory.

Before the operation, we had carefully observed and estimated the number of people stationed there, and with Lin Pingzhen's investigation of the situation, it should be clear when the attack came.

However, for some reason, there was a slight problem at this point. The number of people stationed in Tianbao Pavilion today was not as large as expected, and even surprisingly a little empty. Moreover, other bases did not return relevant information.

Could it be that they had received the news earlier and withdrew some of their people? This is simply unreasonable.

No matter how hard things are done... there is no way that his young palace mistress will be left out here. After receiving this piece of information from Lin Pingzhen, True Lord Yanyang couldn't help but be a little surprised.

They still tend to think there may be a conspiracy. So we were very careful during the encirclement and suppression, but none of the expected situations seemed to happen. Everything seemed to be going smoothly.

Unexpectedly, this difficulty fell directly on Lin Pingzhen.

The three of them fought against the demonic cultivator who came back for reinforcements... They would have to shed a layer of skin even if they didn't die. Then it is understandable that Lin Pingzhen and the three of them are in such a mess.

"You three are really amazing..."

"Disciples and others met Yi Feng."

True Lord Yanyang raised his eyebrows and said: "...can still be alive." Yi Feng, a rookie from the Demon Sect who is known as a top hunter, heard that he has entered the late stage of the Demonic Pill. He has gained quite a reputation in both the good and the demon circles in recent years.

With Lin Ping's true strength, it was really difficult to fight him, not to mention there were only three of them. So now we can see three people jumping around, while their enemy is lying on the ground in ashes... It's hard for anyone to imagine Zhenjun Yanyang's feeling of surprise and joy at that time.

"If it hadn't been for Senior Nephew Ning's decisive decision, all three of us would not have survived until Uncle Junior came." Lin Pingzhen also had to admit that he was very powerless in this operation.

"Master Nephew Ning?" Zhenjun Yanyang was really surprised this time: "The younger one from the Yuanheng family?"

"Yes..." In fact, Ning Xia was not the disciple of the True Lord. Ningxia had told him the specific situation before, but now was not the time to worry about it.

He also didn't expect that Uncle Yanyang, who had always been obsessed with cultivating, would get to know Ningxia. It seemed that the recent competition really made Ningxia come into the eyes of those in the sect.

In the past, Lin Pingzhen had always had the same attitude as Zhenjun Yuanheng, and they tried their best to cover up for Ningxia. After all, a low-level monk with no characteristics will easily be targeted by certain forces if he is involved in too many important matters.

However, Ningxia is no longer the same person she was back then. As her cultivation level increased day by day, and she made some achievements in formations... it was destined that she would step in front of people immediately, so there was no need to hide her edge.

Moreover, this time he really lamented that Furu had been practicing for many years but could not compare to a child. If it weren't for the other party, I'm afraid he would have fallen into Yi Feng's hands at this moment.

Not just say it, but inform everyone. This is the merit and honor she deserves. She has grown up very well and is not afraid of those people's strange eyes, nor does she need his self-righteous protection.

He had a hunch that he might have to call the other person by another name soon. Fufeng...? What a wonderful word.

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There was a rustling sound in the quiet space.

The naked feet stepped on the cold bluestone, the slender toes were like jade, and the purple blood vessels flowed from top to bottom along the meridians on the foot surface, revealing a strange power and beauty in the dim light.

The owner of these feet stood quietly for a while, as if he was watching something, and then bent down to pick up the robe that was balled up on the ground.

There was an ambiguous sound of fabric being rubbed in the silent space.

He straightened his collar carelessly, the man turned his head and suddenly smiled: "Sorry, I forgot about you."

There was a dark flash in the palm of his hand, and strands of black energy rose up until they disappeared. A set of black lotus pattern fine brocade skirt lay flat in his palm.

Hua Wuxie sent her gently, using demonic energy to float to the woman's side.

The other party didn't respond.

Hua Wuxie is not annoyed either.

In his previous life, he and this person were together for half of his life. Although there were many people and many things involved in the process, the other person was still the same person from beginning to end. He also knows some of the other person's character.

I'm afraid I can't turn around now.

It's really a bad fate. In the previous life, with a completely different direction and destiny from this life, he was still the other's first time. This time of course... is no exception.

Hua Wuxie sighed softly. Looking at the other person's empty pupils, I felt a rare softness... You and I are controlled by fate, and we are all trapped in the urn.

"It's... almost time." He murmured.

Seeing that the girl was silent for a long time, he raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, walked forward slowly, took the clothes and fluttered them. After unfolding, there were still scattered light spots, and he leaned over and put it on the girl.

The palm of his hand was passed across the waist and abdomen, and the gorgeous clothes were put on the girl's body, making the corners of her eyes red and gorgeous, giving her a girlish style mixed with mature temperament.

Hua Wuxie admired her "masterpiece" with satisfaction. Then he bent down and tightened the two buttons in the dark part of the collar for the other party in a "comfortable and demeaning" manner. His expression seemed to be so gentle that he was about to cry.

But my hands were so cold.

The girl who had been keeping quiet and motionless like a sculpture suddenly stood up and tightly grasped the opponent's wrist.

Her pupils dilated, and there was a deep hatred on her face: "Kill you... I will kill you."