Chapter 960 Rainbow Fruit

The answers gradually dispersed in this empty land, while Ningxia Chuan was stunned for a long time and clapped his hands.

Snap, snap, snap.

"Very good." Ning Xiachuan said, raising his hand to ask the girl to stand up.

"I will give you the opportunity to grow up in the shortest time."

"You will be my confidant, and I will make you a queen who can rule alone."

"Why?" The girl didn't understand.

"So that you can kill me." Ning Xiachuan replied, laughing: "But before you can kill me, you have to hide it and don't let me see the hatred in your eyes, not even a little bit."

"Okay..." The girl didn't understand, but when the opportunity came, she chose to seize it.

"I will."

boom.

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Ning Xiachuan kicked her away.

"Just like now, you let me see it."

"Cough." After knocking down many corpses, the girl coughed blood and stooped her body. Looking at the crazy and inexplicable Ningxia River in front of her, she was in a trance.

Her life was full of kindness and beauty, and she had never imagined such a lunatic.

He destroyed his life, but he wanted to give himself another life.

So hateful, hateful, and incomprehensible.

What is he going to do?

"knew."

After a long time, the girl forced herself to stand up. This time, she tried her best not to have any emotions, lowered her head, and let her broken hair cover her eyes.

She couldn't figure out what this madman was doing, but it was just like the decision she made at that moment.

She wants to live until one day she can take revenge with her own hands. This is enough.

"It's not bad, but it's still far from enough." Looking at the girl's change, Ning Xiachuan commented, turned around, and smashed the throne he had just held.

"From now on, you will be called Killer."

"Regicide."

"Regicide?" The girl paused, then quickly nodded, "Okay, I'll call it regicide."

"Come with me first." Ning Xiachuan stepped forward and waved his hand: "I've only been focused on killing people along the way. I need to straighten myself out."

"good."

Snap, snap.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and looking at the retreating figure of Ningxia River, the girl did not hesitate for too long before taking steps to catch up.

It's just that she walked very slowly, and the distance gradually became farther, but Ningxiachuan never disappeared from her sight. Although it was blurry, she could always see it.

"I will live with hatred for the rest of my life."

"It's okay." Ning Xiachuan didn't care, and even said with a smile on his lips: "Hate is the greatest force, which can drive a person to move forward without slacking off."

"Okay, don't be so hostile." After saying that, Ning Xiachuan patted Huan's head.

"Don't you think she might be a perfect work?"

"A work made with my own hands."

…

"Sword Style: Dragon Slaying!"

In the Sword Pavilion, in front of Longquan Hall, with a sword move, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine spiritual swords gathered together, and a real dragon appeared and roared past.

The terrifying power shook the entire hall, but soon, the palace formation was deployed, stabilizing the vibrations in the hall.

"This is dragon-slaying, not dragon-like."

Such a terrifying sword was quite dissatisfying in the eyes of the old man. He just raised his hand, and these spiritual swords were pulled away one by one, like dragon scales being peeled off.

Before the huge real dragon could reach his eyes, it turned into nothingness. It only brought some wind and blew the white hair on the temples of the old man.

"I misremembered again." The attack failed, and the little lion on the opposite side also lowered his head.

"Little Lion, what's going on with you lately? You keep remembering the wrong moves. I've been learning Dragon Dragon Slayer for a month, but I still can't remember it." Jiang Wuyin noticed something was wrong with Little Lion, and he, who was always strict, softened for a rare moment.

"Do you miss Mark Ye?"

"Yeah." Little Lion responded, threw away the spirit sword in his hand, and sat down.

In the past few months in the sword pavilion, it has grown very rapidly. Not only has it learned a large number of sword styles, but Jiang Wuyin has also taught it the skills of sword control.

"Father has been gone for a long time. I wonder if he has forgotten me." Xiaoshi said to Jiang Wuyin, feeling a little depressed.

"He's been a little busy during this time." Jiang Wuyin also came to the little lion's side. He has always been a disciple. His expectations for the little lion are higher than he originally thought.

Although it was a fantasy beast, he even felt that the little lion was far better than him in the way of swordsmanship.

For him, who has been obsessed with studying and teaching swordsmanship all his life, the little lion is like a treasure, and his love for the little lion even exceeds that of his youngest disciple Ling Zhi.

"He will come to see you when he is done with his work." After patting the little lion's head, Jiang Wuyin comforted the elder: "You have to learn the sword well so that you can help your father like you said at the beginning. "

"I know." Little Lion said, slumped on the spot.

Now that he is separated from Ye Fan, he is like a child who has just left home and has not yet been able to control his emotions well.

When you are sad, depression will stick to your chest, and when you are happy, smiles will pop out of your ears.

"Don't be sad." Jiang Wuyin hugged the little lion. He, who had always been straightforward in his life, could not think of any way to comfort the little lion at the moment. After thinking for a long time, he said: "Do you want to see the rainbow fruit at Wangjian Cliff?"

"Rainbow fruit?" The little lion was stunned, and soon remembered what it was.

The wonderful fruit of the rainbow can be emitted every day. Every morning when it and Jiang Wuyin go to practice at the foot of the cliff, they can see the rainbow falling from it as the highest point.

"I want it." Little Lion nodded decisively, "I want to take it back as a gift to my father."

"Gift..." Jiang Wuyin was helpless, but seeing that the little lion was interested, he stood up and patted his clothes.

"Let's go, I'll take you to pick it."

"Let's make an agreement first. You won't be sad when you pick it."

"Okay." The little lion agreed and stood up immediately.

It had wanted that rainbow fruit for a long time, but Jiang Wuyin refused every time, saying things like, "You won't see a rainbow after you pick it away" and "I want to see a rainbow too."

"This little guy." Jiang Wuyin walked in front, an old man and a young man. At this moment, they looked a bit like a stern grandfather and a naughty grandson.

Rumble.

As soon as they arrived at the door, a roar sounded the next moment, breaking this seemingly harmonious scene.

"Who is attacking Tianqian?!" Jiang Wuyin had such a thorough grasp of Jiange that he knew the outside world in just a moment.

"Little Lion, you stay here."

For the first time, Jiang Wuyin held down the little lion behind him.

"What's wrong?" Little Lion asked.

"Someone has come to challenge your master." Jiang Wuyin replied, took off the sword behind him, and then flew away in the air.

"Don't run around. Go to the Sword Saint Hall and stay there. The Patriarch will protect you there."

"When I come back, I will take you to pick rainbow fruits!"