Buddhism gl

Chapter 11

"Zhiyao, how is today's dish? Do you like it?" Ning Yuchun looked at the woman beside him with a smile.

The surroundings are quiet and the breeze is cool, perfect for a stroll.

"Mr. Ning, today's food is very good, and I am very happy to eat, thank you for your invitation. It's just that I feel a little unwell, so I went back first." Mo Zhiyao smiled faintly, turned and walked in the opposite direction.

How could Ning Yuchun miss the opportunity to be alone with Mo Zhiyao, and chased after him in a few steps.

"Zhiyao, since you're not feeling well, you should walk more slowly. But it's getting late, and I don't trust you to walk by yourself, so let me take you back." Ning Yuchun wanted to reach out to hold her arm, But was easily dodged.

Mo Zhiyao gave a slight salute, and said lightly: "Thank you, Mr. Ning, it's not night now, and I'm not the kind of young lady who is afraid of the dark. You don't have to escort me, I can walk back by myself."

There was too much rejection hidden in the words, Ning Yuchun was silent for a while.

"Okay, so when can we meet again next time?" Ning Yuchun stared deeply at the woman in front of her, why do you keep rejecting me?

"I believe my father has made it very clear to Mr. Ning that he canceled our engagement. And I also hope that I can spend more time with my father. Naturally, I am not in a hurry to marry. I appreciate Mr. Ning's kindness. I hope we can become friends. Regarding the next invitation, if Mr. Ning can invite me as a friend, I will be happy to accompany you." Mo Zhiyao was helpless, and finally rejected this man.

But in her heart, there was a feeling of relaxation.

"I understand." Ning Yuchun smiled slightly, and walked a few steps while waving her fan.

"Zhiyao, I hope you can find a good home." Ning Yuchun didn't look back, but continued to walk forward.

No one knew what he was thinking, and no one knew his decision the moment before.

Give up on Mo Zhiyao?Ning Yuchun never does business at a loss.

Time will take everything lightly and erase all thoughts that shouldn't be there.

The existence of Ning Yuchun is to prove who should be in charge of all this.

Mo Zhiyao sighed, turned around and walked in the direction of Yunjian Villa.

A gust of wind suddenly blew from the sky, and the white dress fluttered, and Mo Zhiyao disappeared like a lone goose in the wind.

The top floor of the Pinnacle Building is called Xueyun Bieyuan.

The girl in black sat quietly, holding a teacup in her hand, and took a sip, "You said, you found her trace? Where is it?"

That woman who didn't know the truth actually killed her most proud disciple, don't expect her to forget about this hatred.

"I want to report to you, my subordinates sensed a strong wave of internal force near Feiyun Tower, and then it disappeared. I think that Feiyun Tower is inextricably linked to the royal family, and since this woman is of that identity .Then will she hide in Feiyun Tower?" A man in red knelt on the ground and reported.

"Feiyun Building? Where is it?" The girl's expression became a little displeased. This Feiyun Building and Xueyun Building literally have the same meaning.

She doesn't like this name very much, Xueyun Tower must be unique.

"It's a restaurant. The people behind the scenes have never shown up, but they are very loud." The man in red looked at the expression of the host, as if he was in deep thought?

"What restaurant, I don't like this name very much, and there is no need for it to exist in the future." The girl's cold lips curled up, exuding a wanton and cruel arc.

The man in red closed his eyes and said respectfully: "Yes, this subordinate understands."

It seems that Feiyun Building is about to close.

"Okay, go down, and continue to find the whereabouts of that woman for me. I heard that the Holy War is about to be held, and the Mo Yunjian in Yunjian Villa seems very interesting. I am very interested, and I hope that woman is interested in this I'm also interested in the same thing." The girl's words revealed a trace of deep meaning, and the curvature of the corners of her eyes seemed to be slightly raised.

The man in red couldn't understand what he heard, so he saluted and left.

The night is coming as expected.

The stern evening wind roared and climbed over the dark valleys, and the deep blue sky was full of bright but obscure stars and moons.

An extremely fast phantom slashed across the sky, adding a touch of dazzling purple style to the deep sky.

A dark and deep secret passage appeared, and the figure seemed to be familiar with the road.

In this dark place, you don't need to light a candle to walk freely.

A glimmer of light at the entrance of the dark passage was gradually covered up.

After walking for a while, the figure stopped.

There were some sounds in the empty space, like a slight laugh.

"Long time no see, how is your son living here? If you need anything, just ask, I will satisfy you."

The figure waved his hand, and the candles on the wall were suddenly lit up, illuminating the surrounding scenery as if it were daytime.

The candlelight shone on the figure's face, his handsome face was as sharp as a knife.

The man's slender and vigorous figure was wrapped in a purple robe, and it turned out to be Ning Yuchun, the handsome jade fan boy.

In front of Ning Yuchun was a huge iron prison.

The iron prison was tightly wound with icy and thick iron chains, as if fearing that the people in the prison would escape.

But it shouldn't be locked with so many iron chains, right?

What kind of important person in the prison actually let someone like Ning Yuchun come to visit him in person.

As soon as Ning Yuchun finished speaking, there seemed to be a burst of laughter in the prison.

"It doesn't matter anymore, here in this place. This cold iron prison has worn away everything I have. I don't need anything anymore, I just hope to die here peacefully." The man in the prison stood up, his tall body Tall and elegant, with messy and tattered clothes, but it can't conceal the calm demeanor of the man.

Even in this place full of filth, this man still lived a peaceful and open-minded life.

Ning Yuchun observed the man's expression with some surprise, no matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like the kind of person who disregards the world and sees life and death lightly.

Ning Yuchun smiled and said, "Master's state of mind is becoming more and more mature. I'm afraid your father will treat you differently when he is here."

The man glanced at him, with a sneer on his lips, "My father? What kind of father is he? Is he worthy of being a father? He locked me here in the dark. After years of torture in prison, I am afraid that this arrogant martial arts It’s less than [-]% effective.”

Ning Yuchun was also very sorry, but for his own plan, he had to make such a bad move.

"If my son can get out of this iron prison one day, what are you going to do?" Ning Yuchun seemed to pay attention to every facial expression of the man.

The man was startled, can he still go out?Is there any hope of getting out?

"Mr. Ning's words make me feel that I still have a chance to see the sun tomorrow. I can understand the purpose of your visit today. Are you going to let me go?" The man smiled, it seems that he is not without a trace of use value.

Valuable people can live longer, don't they?

Ning Yuchun said: "Mo Baichuan is planning the battle of the saints. When Mo Yunjian is alive, all the heroes of the martial arts have flocked here. At noon the day after tomorrow, Yun will break the cliff."

"So the purpose of your coming here is to let me go to participate in the Holy War?" The man gracefully flicked the dust on the torn shirt, as if he was very sure about it.

"Yes, Mo Baichuan wants to marry Zhiyao to someone who can pull out the Moyun sword. How can I let this farce continue? The answer is naturally no. At the same time, once the Holy Master is finalized, everyone in the world will obey The Holy Lord gave orders. Achieving great things does not seem to be an unattainable dream. Don’t you think so, Mr. Mo.” Ning Yuchun showed a deep smile, and Mo Baichuan’s plan, which he was determined to win, might be about to be disappointed.

"Mr. Ning is really a lover. Then, do I want to congratulate Zhiyao for finding a good home? Seizing the throne of the Holy Master is as simple as picking something out of a bag. I can take back what I said before, isn't it the glory of dying? The man stared closely at Ning Yuchun's eyes, and the two looked at each other.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Ning Yuchun smiled, and waved a strong light to cut off the hard chains.

"Then, we agree here. When the big event is about to happen, Zhiyao will also be my wife." Ning Yuchun burst out laughing, the purple robe turned, and the figure disappeared in a flash.

Stepping out of the prison door, the corner of the man's mouth curled into a strange arc.

Mo Baichuan, your day of catastrophe has arrived.

There seemed to be a flash of light in the dark sky, and the speed was astonishingly fast.

It is mixed with infinitely bright blue light, which is fleeting but unforgettable.

The sky gradually cleared up, and a quaint and solemn pavilion appeared.

Qionglou is three stories high, with majestic four-sided and octagonal cornices.

While Mo Zhiyao was shocked, he also lamented the great shock this building brought her.

Yunjian Villa also looks like Qionglou Yuyu, but it is not as elegant and uninhibited as the building in front of us.

What the hell is this place?

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