Chapter 2597 Spread

Style: Heros Author: The singing pedestrians have not stoppedWords: 2023Update Time: 24/01/12 03:34:37
"Am I so scary?" The young man raised his chin intriguingly and looked at Ningxia Qida, who was still energetic.

"...Maybe I'm shy." Ningxia made a nonsense statement.

The other party didn't worry about this, and walked over in a few steps to lead her back to Changxuanju: "You have shown your face. I heard that there was a big fuss at the Zhongshuang Market last night. Many people stayed up all night. , you have not come back for a long time, but it makes me and Changye very sad."

Master Changye followed slowly and almost couldn't help but roll his eyes. Why hadn't I noticed before that this man always exaggerated his words, and even used her as a flag? It was clear that he was the one who was anxious to die. The guy who was wandering around the courtyard yesterday was trying to look calm now.

In fact, He Qing was really not lying. Ningxia Mingming went to the Central Market last night, but something happened there in the middle of the night. I heard that many people died... Can't you get angry in a hurry?

Lin Xihe's family has no roots in Dongli City, that is, Changye Zhenren's family has some connections. So even though the other party didn't have a good relationship with those in the family, they all helped out and helped to inquire about it. Unfortunately, it was too chaotic in the North District last night and I didn't hear any news.

Last night, He Qing couldn't calm down all night long. Unexpectedly, Ning Xia would come back this morning. He was relieved to see people, and he didn't even care about the new news he heard early in the morning.

Ning Xia thought thoughtfully: "So...this matter has already started?"

"Why not? It is said that hundreds of people have died, many of whom are outstanding disciples of the younger generation. Those people will not die in vain. Some sects stationed nearby sent people to deal with it overnight. I think this time Thirty-three Pavilion The alliance cannot escape easily."

"Speaking of what happened over there, I heard that the direction of the wind is not right. Wasn't there an auction meeting last night? How could people die?" The other party led them into a quiet room and then sat down and asked.

This is what confuses them the most. Not to mention the past in Zhongmai Mall, even in China, this has never been heard of. I have never heard of any auction that can win a life. There is a lot of commotion in the North District now, and it is said that many people from various factions have rushed over to settle accounts with the Thirty-Three Pavilions Alliance.

Their people had gone there to inquire, but because they really didn't have many connections and didn't dare to mingle among those big shots, they all withdrew. Now that Ningxia is back, there is no need to stay there and take risks to inquire. If you really want to know something, why not just ask the person in front of you.

"You really want to know?" Ning Xia raised her eyebrows. I had been worried all night, and being interrupted by the other party in this way relieved a lot of my depression.

The two nodded unconsciously.

Looking at the two people's clear curiosity for knowledge without any impurities, Ning Xia felt inexplicably that she had been too worried before. Wouldn't it be great if things developed in a good direction?

As for the past... the so-called past is just a piece of information from other people's mouths. The point is to focus on the present and live your life well. There is no need to think so much.

Ning Xia shook her head and told the two of them about yesterday's incident without making it inconvenient to spread. It just so happened that she also wanted to ask these two children of local aristocratic families something.

"It's so dangerous... It was a pity that I couldn't go there in person before, but now it seems that it's a great blessing that I didn't go." He Qing was shocked when he heard this.

Even though what he said was ordinary, the few figures on the other side already revealed the danger of the scene. If it was just an ordinary thing, there wouldn't be so many people dying there. I heard that there were even several disciples from the sect there, and this matter was considered a complete commotion.

"Who dares to challenge the Thirty-Three Pavilions Alliance like this?" Master Chang Ye was also surprised. You must know that the Thirty-Three Pavilions Alliance is not only huge in power, but also considered a local leader in this nearby area. Almost half of Dongli City belongs to them, and there are still people who dare to attack them openly... The last robbery was the Thirty-Three Pavilions Massacre. The blood that drained most of the sect still hasn't been washed away.

Naturally, Ningxia didn't talk about Jiang Yan and Fang Xuri, but he had to talk about Heiwu. Because it is a fact that exists, I think the survivors of last night will explore things and people about the black mist. In less than a day, and today at the latest, this black mist will resound throughout the entire Middle-earth continent, and who knows what kind of disturbance it will cause.

She would be even happier if a powerful guy could come out and take Jiang Yan away. In this way, you don't have to worry about running into the other person one day when you go out for training, and then there will be all kinds of unacceptable temptations and persecutions. Of course, such a dangerous person will die early.

"Unheard of." He Qing thought for a while and finally said. I still haven't been able to pull out any method or person related to this kind of black mist from my memory. Even if there is something similar, it's not like this.

"Did Zhenjun Cuiwei say that?"

Ning Xia shook her head, but said in her heart that she actually knew, but it wasn't Zhenjun Cuiwei who said it. She even knew what a black-hearted guy that guy was.

"In short, the black mist is strange and its methods are treacherous. Uncle Cui Wei guesses that it must be a monk of the evil path, and its methods are cruel. You must be careful if you encounter such methods in the future." Ning Xia reminded.

"This is something we can be careful about if we want to be careful... There have been frequent turmoils in Middle-earth recently, and wizards have risen. I am afraid that there will be another chaotic situation. There is no telling which day we will be directly involved. By then, the turmoil may still be there. It will be bigger, so don’t be careful. Look, you just behaved and participated in the auction, didn’t you also encounter something like this?”

"For the present, I'm afraid I can only practice hard and improve my cultivation for the future." The young man said with emotion.

Ning Xia glanced at him in surprise. No, big brother, good old man... I didn't expect that he has such a transparent side.

Only she knows that the other party is really right. The next few hundred years will be a time of great struggle, and when the storms come together, the heroine nurtured by heaven will cause a storm in the entire continent. By then, as long as you are in the world of cultivation, you will inevitably experience a catastrophe, which can be avoided with just the word "be careful".

In the final analysis, you still have to improve your cultivation level. Once your cultivation level goes up, you will be able to compete with anything you encounter if you are powerful. Otherwise, everything you say will be empty.

The original intention of He Qing was to sigh. After all, he had also come out of the secret realm and witnessed so many high-spirited young monks going to destruction in an instant. It can be seen that fate is not up to anyone, no matter whether it is a person or a monk, they must seize the day and night. Now this matter makes him feel even more like this.

But he never wanted to attract the two friends to "look at each other differently". Feeling that the two of them were looking at some strange animals, He Qing was speechless and annoyed and said: "What, why are you looking at me like this? Am I wrong?" "

"Ah, yes." "That's right."

He Qing:......