Chapter 1281

If it was somewhere else, Miss Yu Jiaqing would only make Ning Cheng feel a little familiar. But here, hearing the Miss Qing from the Yu family, Ning Cheng couldn't help but think of Yu Qing.

Immediately, he was sure that this Miss Yu Jiaqing must have something to do with Yu Qing who left behind ten ice walls. Because he was brought here by Huishou Bodhizi, and Huishou Bodhizi was brought by him to perfect his mind.

It turned out to be Yu Qing, and Ning Cheng kept thinking about whether his trace of Taoism was Yu Qing or Tian Muwan, or someone else or something. When he heard Miss Yu Jiaqing, he instantly understood that the trace of his Taoism was not Tian Muwan, but Yu Qing.

He didn't owe Tian Muwan, but he owed Yu Qing's dedication. If it wasn't for him, Yu Qing would not go to the wasteland of time again. If it wasn't for him, Yu Qing would not fall into the ice abyss, leaving ten ice walls behind.

There is also the ladder of life, which Yu Qing planed out one by one on the regular and hard ice wall.

That piece of canyon was taken away by him and sent into the Xuanhuangzhu, but at this time he couldn't even feel the Xuanhuangzhu, let alone look at the ten ice walls.

"Big brother, how is it?" Seeing Ning Cheng a little dazed, the little beggar asked with a mouthful of saliva. Every time he went outside Yu's yard, he could only smell the aroma of the food. He would never dare to go in alone. Ning Cheng dared to infiltrate the ranks of the disciples of Zhuming Emperor. With such courage and ability, he would definitely be able to easily enter the Yu family compound to eat fragrant and spicy food.

Ning Cheng touched the ring in his hand, feeling a little regretful. If you have consciousness, you can just take anything out of the ring, and that's enough.

"I'm not busy with dinner, why is this place called Jiangshacheng?" Ning Cheng patted the little beggar on the shoulder, wanting to inquire about some news from the little beggar.

The little beggar cut a cry, "This also wants to test me? Jiangshacheng means that there are as many generals as there are sands here."

"What about other places?" Ning Cheng asked immediately. What he most wanted to know was where exactly this continent was, or what kind of planet it was.

Little Beggar was immediately stopped by Ning Cheng, and after a while, she said, "Other places... I haven't been there yet."

Although he knew that Little Beggar might not know which Star Land was here, Ning Cheng was still a little disappointed. He had to ask again, "Have you ever seen anyone fly?"

This sentence Ning Cheng wanted to know whether this was a city of self-cultivation or an ordinary place.

can fly? Little Beggar looked at Ning Cheng with suspicion, "Big brother, you won't have any problems, right? The most powerful thing in Shacheng is the headmaster of the Holy Temple of Life, and he can't fly."

Ning Cheng chuckled, "I was joking with you, tell me how powerful that headmaster is?"

The little beggar lowered his voice, "Although the headmaster of the Holy Temple of Life can't fly, he can slide more than ten feet in the air. The Pingyao Chamber of Commerce is powerful, even in Jiangsha City, it is one of the best chambers of commerce. Because the Pingyao Chamber of Commerce is the leader of the Chamber of Commerce. The daughter is very beautiful. Although she is not as good as Miss Qing, she is also a famous beauty in Jiangsha City. Because the Emperor Zhuming needs her pure soul sacrifice, the head of the Pingyao Chamber of Commerce and the headmaster of the Holy Temple of Zhuming clashed.

Do you know what happened in the end? The headmaster of the Holy Temple killed all the Pingyao Chamber of Commerce, leaving no one behind, and finally took the daughter of the master of the guild out to burn to death. "

Ning Cheng's heart sank after hearing this, and he quickly asked, "Since that's the case, Miss Qing from the Yu family is so beautiful, will she be brought to worship as well?"

The little beggar cut a cry, "Who doesn't know that the headmaster of Zhuming Holy Temple has married the Yu family? Do you know why the Yu family held a large banquet for several days? It's because the headmaster of Zhuming Holy Temple proposed marriage to the Yu family, he said. Miss Qing is suitable to be the Virgin of the Headmaster and is ready to welcome Miss Qing. I heard that the city lord of Shacheng came forward to propose marriage. With this kind of relationship, who would dare to touch Miss Qing?"

When Ning Cheng heard these words, he immediately squeezed his fists.

"Let's go, let's go to Yu's house to see." Ning Cheng said without hesitation.

If Yu Qing is really reincarnated, he will let the headmaster of the Holy Temple of Blessing also taste the taste of being burned by fire.

"Big brother, your legs are okay, right?" The little beggar asked carefully, seeing that Ning Cheng was a little crippled while walking.

These words were poured on Ning Cheng's head like cold water, and he sat down slumped. He is no longer the Primordial Powerhouse who can kill He Dao, but a broken leg who has lost his cultivation. With his current strength, how can the headmaster be wiped out?

Little Beggar could see Ning Cheng's loss, and said quickly, "Brother, why don't you go to my place to rest, anyway, the Yu family's banquet will take many days."

"Do you still have a place to live?" Ning Cheng looked at Little Beggar in confusion.

This guy is obviously a street beggar. If you look at Shacheng, you can see that it is not a small city. Even if there is a dog shed in this place, it is wealth.

The little beggar smiled proudly, "Big brother, don't underestimate me. Not only do I have a place to live, but I also live by the Qinhe River. You'll know that if you follow me, I'm not lying."

Ning Cheng followed Little Beggar through several streets, and gradually felt the breath of water vapor. Soon the two came to the Qingshui River with willows fluttering on both sides. There was a spacious official road by the river, and the two sides of the official road were full of various green plants. The breeze blowing is really refreshing.

On the spacious Qingshui River, some painting boats constantly shuttled back and forth, and all kinds of extravagant voices came up, which seemed extraordinarily leisurely.

"You actually live in this place?" Ning Cheng looked at the villa-like commercial buildings and residences by the river in amazement, and wondered if Xiao Hua was the second generation who played with the poor.

"Of course." The little beggar said proudly, and then turned into a willow forest by the river, and quickly got in.

Ning Cheng followed Little Beggar in with some doubts. After walking through a porcelain pipe used for sewerage, he came to a bridge hole.

When he arrived at this place, Ning Cheng fully understood why Xiaobeghua lived by the Qinhe River. This guy lived in the bridge hole after all.

"How is it, eldest brother, this place is good, the scenery is first-rate, and you can feel the breeze of Qinhe. The only downside is that it's too cold in winter." The little beggar smugly got into a pile of broken quilts and sat down.

Ning Cheng shook his head, why is it too cold in winter, this place is a place where no one will die in winter, it is considered a good luck.

"Brother, rest, I'll go get you something to eat. Although this place doesn't have any delicious food, I can still get some ordinary things." After the little beggar finished speaking, she didn't wait for Ning Cheng to speak, and went to the table again. out.

Ning Cheng ignored Little Beggar, he found a kitchen knife with a slit beside Little Beggar's torn quilt. Cut off the branch that I brought back, and connected the broken leg by feeling, and then tied it with two branches.

After doing this, Ning Cheng also sighed in his heart. After all, he is also a Saint Emperor in the middle of the Primordial Yuan Dynasty, and even has a treasure of good fortune. There is nothing more ironic than that now he has to use two branches to fix his broken leg.

This is also thanks to the primordial spirit who looks into the abyss forever. If it wasn't for the bodhi seed that was hit by the axe, I am afraid that he really can only be like the invisible Daojun, waiting to die.

The killing intent of the axe pattern is really terrifying...

Ning Cheng thought about the killing intent of the axe pattern again, and suddenly thought of another thing in his heart. In the battle of good fortune, the indestructible axe of good fortune was broken. The reason for the fragmentation, Kang Xiushan said, was that the owner of the indestructible axe had a strong and direct temperament.

Because the indestructible axe is just as strong as its owner, after the owner dies, it shatters into hundreds of millions of fragments and sprinkles into the void of the universe.

If what Kang Xiushan said was true, how could such a staunch, immortal person set up that insidious killing intent on the edge of Jialianghai? What's more, after the battle of good fortune, the inextinguishable axe has been shattered.

There is only one possibility, that is, someone will use the axe pattern left by the indestructible axe to kill everyone who enters Jialiang Mountain.

The one who can do this is definitely a supreme powerhouse, and maybe he is also a powerhouse with fortune-telling treasures.

For such a powerful guy, what would he do with such a killer? The only possibility is that there is a supreme treasure in Mount Jialiang. And the strong man knew that he would not be able to come to Mount Jialiang to take away the treasure for the time being, so he let all those who entered the depths of Mount Jialiang fall.

This must be the case, the more Ning Cheng thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility.

"Little bastard is courting death." An angry shout came, Ning Cheng woke up from his memory, and turned his eyes to the place where the angry shout came.

Immediately, he saw a beautiful painting boat in the heart of the river, a man with a somewhat unhealthy white face was holding a disheveled woman in his hand, standing on the bow of the painting boat.

"Bitch, it's still too late to beg for mercy, this master is sympathetic to Xiangxiyu, as long as you serve him well, it's just a matter of life to keep you alive." After the man scolded, his anger seemed to be a little less. But he didn't let go of the woman's hand.

Although the woman was held in the hands of the man, she said nothing. None of the men and women standing on the left and right of the painting boat dared to speak.

Before Ning Cheng could sigh that Fengyue's bowl of rice was not delicious, the man raised his hand and threw the woman into the river, and said in a cold tone, "If that's the case, then go feed the fish."

With a "puff", the woman left some ripples on the river, which soon sank.

Not a single person in the painting boat dared to come out to help, not only that, but the painting boat also quickly left.

Ning Cheng shook his head, this is not a place for cultivating truth, but the level of the strong prey on the weak is even more terrifying than a place for cultivating truth. There is no law to protect the life of an innocent person. It is a tragedy for ordinary people to live in such a place.

In the absence of any conflict of interest and grievances, it is really impossible to save Ning Cheng if he sees death. He did not hesitate to get into the river from under the bridge hole. With his understanding of water, he found the woman who sank in the water in a short time. When Ning Cheng grabbed the woman and brought it back to the bridge hole again, she saw a huge iron block tied to her body.

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