Even Ning Tian didn't expect that Ningxia would choose to assassinate Ning Huan at this moment, so he was originally admiring Ning Xia's dance posture, but he had no chance to stand up to stop him.

Amid the screams of the dancers around him, Ning Huan seemed calm and calm. He quietly stretched out a finger to point the hairpin that was stabbed at Ningxia.

The sharp hairpin instantly folded and bent before Ning Huan's fingers, almost condensed into a small metal ball. Then Ning Huan spread her arms and pinched Ning Xia's neck for no reason.

The neck, which was as smooth and soft as a swan, was fragile in Ning Huan's hands like a work of art made of glass.

"Do you want to kill me?" Ning Huan lifted Ning Xia with one hand, and then said gloomyly as if nothing had happened.

Ningxia nodded slowly and said yes.

Ning Huan couldn't help laughing.

His laughter echoed throughout the lobby, shaking the courtesan dancers to cover their ears with their hands, but in the end they all fainted one by one.

"Why?" Ning Huan looked at Ning Xia and asked.

Ningxia 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, you are the one you know the most.

Ning Huan smiled faintly without saying a word, but looked down at the hairpin that had turned into a small metal ball on the ground.

"That sword just now is a bit interesting."

“Where did you learn it?”

Ning Huan of course refers to the sword that Ning Xia stabbed him just now.

Ningxia lowered her head and said nothing.

"Don't you even want to say this?" Ning Huan shook her head and smiled, "It seems that I have really let down my love for you for so long."

Ningxia lowered her head and remained silent.

The expressionless beauty can sometimes touch people's hearts more.

"Do you know, why did I pass on your Goddess Art?" Ning Huan continued lightly.

"Because Master's Great Compassion Fu requires me to help you clear the pass." Ning Xia said coldly with his lips pursed.

"It turns out that you still have questions you are willing to answer." Ning Huan smiled and reached out to let Ningxia land freely, allowing this beautiful woman to kneel in front of him.

"Yes, not." Ning Xia said softly.

She knelt on the ground, her face 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."

Why is all this?

Where should we start?

From the time she was taken to the Hall of Joy and Joy, her whole life turned into a joke.

At first, Master was the one who saved her from water and fire, taking care of her meticulously, treating her like a princess, and even learning all kinds of wonderful and powerful martial arts. How could Ningxia not regard Ning Huan as a rebirth parent, respect and love her?

But with Hei Wu's arrival, the truth was cruelly revealed. It turned out that the death of his parents and the destruction of the village were Ning Huan's plans just to find the girl who survived the disaster.

But at this time, Ningxia could no longer withdraw. Although she knew that the hypocritical master in front of her was the mastermind behind all the changes in her fate, she was unable to struggle and resist.

Even if I want to take revenge, I can't find any chance at all.

In this dark despair, Ningxia finally chose to escape Ning Huan's control even if she died, so she volunteered to investigate Ning Huaiyuan's cause of death and eventually planned to defect.

After all, Middle-earth is really far from the Western Regions, and you can die alone here as far away as Ningxia.

But Ning Huan didn't expect that even though it was not far away, Ning Huan would still come to her and become her nightmare again, and her fear would become everything that dominated her.

That's why Ningxia wanted to open her mouth and ask why.

Why do you fool my destiny so much?

Why among millions of people, I was the only one who chose me?

"Because you have special talents." Ning Huan looked at Ning Xia and said quietly.

"I don't know what talent I have." Ning Xia said with his head down.

All her courage just now was used to stab 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 that the martial arts I have practiced now are called the Great Compassion of Yin and Yang in the World."

"This can be said to be the most powerful and evil martial arts today, which is enough to reverse the cause and effect fate, make people rejuvenate and live forever."

"Yeah." Ning Xia nodded softly.

Because Ning Huan has indeed mastered it, in Ningxia's memory, this master has always sat on the throne of that palace with an old and decayed body, and rarely walked out of the palace.

But now, Ning Huan, who came to Middle Earth, is indeed worthy of the unscrupulous body of a young man.

And he was able to defeat Hei Wu and Dragon Boat Festival relatively easily, and his young and healthy body played an indispensable role.

"I chose to join the Luo Sect and serve the leader, and that the leader promised me that I would give me the highest treasure book of Luo Sect in the future." Ning Huan continued: "It was just before I gave me the treasure book, he also warned me that although this martial art has been created for hundreds of years, except for its founder, no one has truly practiced it to a high level. Even the leader himself doubted whether someone had modified this martial art, so that this martial art became a trap."

This is something Ning Huan has never told anyone else, and even Ningxia is a little sensible.

Ning Tianze said from the side, "But Master, you have done what your predecessors cannot do, right?"

"In fact, it's not." Ning Huan shook his head and said, "After I first got this treasure, I really got the treasure. Therefore, I sealed the Bone Erosion Sword and lived in the Hall of Joy and Joy to study and practice this martial arts. Because at that time I knew that my life was approaching. If I could not rely on this Great Compassion to extend my life, I would definitely die due to decay and aging, and eventually turn into a pile of dry bones."

"But martial arts are too hasty but not enough. Even though I study it day by day, I still cannot even learn the essence of this great compassion fu. Even my original martial arts are at risk of being abandoned and decline."

"The saddest thing in this world is to go into the treasure mountain and return empty-handed."

Ning Tian knew that he had flattered him a little, but Ning Xia pursed her lips and asked, "So Master, how did you practice to this point?"

No matter how Ning Huan said that he had difficulty in entering the country at the beginning, Ning Huan now has indeed practiced to the seventh level of natural birth and rejuvenation of the earth through the fu of yin and yang comprehension of heaven and earth. Although Ning Huan said that breaking through the eighth level of heaven and earth to destroy the world and destroying the world to rebirth requires a good furnace and cauldron to match, at least now, Ning Xia’s furnace and cauldron is still in a perfect body.

This means that Ning Huan relies entirely on himself and practices the Great Compassion Poem to the seventh level.
Chapter completed!