Even Ning Tian didn't expect that Ning Xia would choose to assassinate Ning Huan at this moment, so he was originally admiring Ning Xia's dance and had no chance to stand up and stop him.
Amidst the screams of the dancers around him, Ning Huan seemed unhurried. He quietly stretched out a finger to point at the hairpin Ning Xia had pierced.
The sharp hairpin instantly wrinkled and bent in front of Ning Huan's fingers, almost condensing into a small metal ball. Then Ning Huan stretched out his arms and pinched Ning Xia's neck for no apparent reason.
The neck, as smooth and soft as a swan, was as fragile as a work of art made of glass in Ning Huan's hands.
"Do you want to kill me?" Ning Huan lifted Ning Xia up with one hand and said grimly as if nothing had happened.
Ning Xia nodded slowly and said yes.
Ning Huan couldn't help laughing.
His laughter echoed throughout the hall, causing the oiran dancers to cover their ears with their hands, but in the end they all fainted.
"Why?" Ning Huan looked at Ning Xia and asked.
Ning Xia looked at the master in front of her with a pale face: "I thought you wouldn't ask this question."
Because I want to kill you, and you are the one who knows it best.
Ning Huan smiled lightly and said nothing, but looked down at the hairpin that had fallen to the ground and turned into a small metal ball.
"That sword strike just now was interesting."
"Where did you learn it?"
Of course Ning Huan was referring to the sword that Ning Xia stabbed him just now.
Ningxia lowered her head and said nothing.
"Are you even willing to say this?" Ning Huan shook his head and smiled: "It seems to you that you have really failed to live up to my love for you for so long."
Ningxia lowered her head and remained silent.
Beauty with an expressionless face can sometimes move people's hearts more.
"Do you know why I taught you the goddess skills?" Ning Huan continued calmly.
"Because Master's gift of great compassion requires me to help you clear the barrier." Ning Xia pursed her lips and said coldly.
"So you still have questions you are willing to answer." Ning Huan smiled, stretched out his hand, let Ning Xia fall freely, and let this beautiful woman kneel down in front of him.
"Yes and no." Ning Xia said softly.
She knelt down on the ground, her face as pale as paper. The woman raised her head and looked at the master with a cold smile: "I don't understand why all this is happening."
Why is all this happening?
Where to start?
From the moment Ningxia was taken to the Palace of Joy and Sorrow, her entire life became a joke.
In the beginning, the master was the one who saved her from water and fire. He took care of her meticulously, treated her like a princess, and even learned all kinds of wonderful and powerful martial arts. How could Ningxia not regard Ning Huan as her reborn parent, respect and love her.
But with the arrival of Heiwu, all the truth was brutally revealed. It turned out that the death of his parents and the destruction of the village were all Ning Huan's plan, just to find the girl who survived the catastrophe.
But at this time, Ningxia could no longer escape. Although she knew that the hypocritical master in front of her was the mastermind behind all the changes in her destiny, she was unable to struggle or resist.
Even if he wanted to take revenge, he couldn't find any chance.
In this dark despair, Ningxia finally chose to escape from Ning Huan's control even if she died, so she took the initiative to ask Ying to investigate the cause of Ning Huaiyuan's death, and finally planned to defect.
After all, Central Earth is really far away from the Western Regions, so far that Ningxia can die alone here.
But Ning Huan didn't expect that even though he was thousands of miles away, Ning Huan would still come to her and become her nightmare again. Her fear would become everything that dominated her.
That's why Ningxia wanted to speak and ask why.
Why do you want to fool my fate like this?
Why was I the only one chosen among thousands of people?
"Because you have special talents." Ning Huan looked at Ning Xia and said quietly.
"I don't know what talents I have." Ning Xia lowered her head and said.
All her courage was used to stab out the hairpin.
Now she no longer knows what else she can do to hurt the person in front of her.
"You have it, but you don't even know it yourself." Ning Huan looked at the disciple in front of him and said with a smile: "I remember I told you once that the martial arts I practice now is called the Great Compassion of Heaven and Earth. .”
"This can be said to be the most powerful and evil martial arts in the world today. It is enough to reverse the fate of cause and effect, make people rejuvenate, and make them immortal."
"Yeah." Ningxia hummed softly.
Because Ning Huan has indeed mastered it, in Ning Xia's memory, this master has always been sitting on the throne of the palace with an old and decaying body, and rarely goes out of the palace.
But now, Ning Huan, who has come to Middle-earth, truly deserves to have the body of a young man.
And he was able to defeat the combined forces of Heiwu and Danwu with relative ease, and his young and healthy body played an indispensable role.
"When I chose to join the Luo Jiao and serve the leader, it was because the leader promised me that he would give me this supreme book of the Luo Jiao in the future." Ning Huan continued: "But before giving me the book, he also warned me that this Although the martial arts has been practiced for hundreds of years, except for its founder, no one has ever really practiced it to a high level. Even the leader himself doubted whether someone had modified this martial arts. So much so that this martial art has become a trap.”
This is something Ning Huan has never said to anyone else, and even Ning Xia was fascinated by it.
Ning Tian said from the side: "But Master, you have done something that no one before you could do, haven't you?"
"In fact, it is not." Ning Huan shook his head and said: "When I first got this book, I felt like I had found a treasure, so I sealed the Bone Erosion Sword and lived deep in the Palace of Joy and Sorrow to study and practice this martial art. Because of that At that time, I knew that my life was approaching, and if I could not rely on this book of great compassion to extend my life, I would definitely die of old age and eventually turn into a pile of withered bones."
"But when it comes to martial arts, haste leads to waste. Even though I study hard every day, I still can't even scratch the surface of the Great Compassion. Even my own martial arts is in danger of being wasted and declining."
"The saddest thing in the world is to enter the treasure mountain and return empty-handed."
Ning Tian knew that he had flattered someone wrongly, but Ning Xia pursed her lips and asked, "Master, how did you reach this point in your cultivation?"
No matter how Ning Huan said it was difficult for him to enter the realm at first, Ning Huan has indeed reached the seventh level of heaven and earth to rejuvenate the old and rejuvenate through the Heaven and Earth Conquer Yin and Yang Great Compassion, and - although Ning Huan said that he has broken through the eighth level The realm of extermination of all demons requires a good cauldron to match it, but at least for now, Ningxia's cauldron is still perfect.
This means that Ning Huan relied entirely on himself to develop the Great Compassion to the seventh level.
"Because I don't believe that I will be inferior to the person who created that great gift of compassion." Ning Huan said slowly.
