Chapter 147： Lu Sheng? !

Without a glimpse of that day's dream, there would be no way to build a fairy at this moment.

All kinds of life seem to be the number of lives, but they are changing all the time.

Discretionary to the moon, Song Ning felt not only the splendor of the silver light, but also the gaze like eyes.

From that day on, the lingering figure in his mind was Leng Yuexiao, and it was unclear whether he liked or hated the emotions.

Grunt.

Drinking is less worrying.

Song Ning smiled self-deprecatingly, took back the flying thoughts, and took the gossip mirror from the storage ring.

The gossip mirror shone with light, and the 'dry' glowed slightly.

Song Ning didn't feel the change in the gossip mirror before. Now, at first glance, I just didn't care about it. It's not that the gossip mirror didn't change after absorbing 'Mulinsen'.

"Qian, the north, although it is a dry world, but in terms of the five elements," Qian "and" Dui "are both metallic, which means that they should be metallic spirits in the north." Song Ning Analysis.

North?

There is a family in the far north of the extremely cold place. This family has guarded the country of falling feathers. For many years, it has never left. Without them, there will be no peace in the country of falling feathers today.

This family is a cold family!

Leng Yuexiao ...

Song Ning drank the wine in the jug. If he had a chance, he wanted to meet again anyway, listen to the dreamlike piano voice of this peerless beauty, take a look at her exquisite face, and That looks like a star with countless stars.

However, although Gossip Mirror now has the next goal, Song Ning wants to go to the Lu family before going to the north. The death of Lu Sheng is hard to release. The people of the Lu family may not even know the whereabouts of Lu Sheng until now He is going to tell the matter.

As he was about to land, Song Ning suddenly felt a wave of spiritual power in mid-air. This spiritual power fluctuated extremely quickly, but a few breathing kung fu came from afar.

Coming to me?

There was a smile on Song Ning's mouth, and he dared to make repairs during the foundation period, and he really didn't know what to do.

When Song Ning waved his hand, a spiritual force popped up to deal with the monks who built the foundation.

Lu Sheng? !

Song Ning shuddered, forcibly withdrawing the spiritual power he had just shot, and the figure in his pupils grew bigger and bigger until the other side stabbed with a sword.

Zheng!

Burning Sky Sword actively protects the body and swings this sword away.

The man quickly stepped back and looked at Song Ning: "You have curse blood on you, you are the enemy of the Wang family."

"It's me." Song Ning's expression recovered, and he answered quietly.

"That's right. Although you have no grievances with me, but you offended the royal family, took people's money and eliminated disasters for others, don't blame me even if you die today." The spirit of man.

Song Ning observed him, wearing a pale yellow robe, the age is similar to Lu Sheng, and his appearance is exactly the same as Lu Sheng. Even this expression is exactly the same as when he first saw Lu Sheng.

"Who are you?" Song Ning asked back.

"Oh, no change in name, no change in surname, Laozi Promise killer, Momo!" The man pointed his finger at himself, looking very proud.

There was a smile on Song Ning's mouth: "Do you really want to kill me?"

"Nonsense, let's die!" Mo Mo's long sword shook in his hands, and several sword flowers stab Song Ning like a vortex with a strong spiritual force.

A hint of surprise flashed in Song Ning's eyes. This swordsmanship was not bad.

It is just the active body protection of Burning Sky Sword. Even if Song Ning does not use it, this Burning Sky Sword has the strength similar to Song Ningxiu.

when!

Mo Mo felt the power above the Burning Sword, the tiger's mouth numb, and backed up again and again.

He wondered. The man in front of him was nothing but cultivation at the beginning of the foundation. How could he be so strong that he didn't need to shoot at all, and the ice-like long sword would take the initiative to attack.

But even so, Mo Mo did not flee, but stepped on his feet, the long sword flicked, bursts of sword awns pierced, the sword awns overlapped together, turned into a six-man star-like mark, and crashed into Song Ning.

Slap ~

Burning Sky Sword gently swayed, and the mark of the six-mang star was scattered.

Mo Mo couldn't help but stepped back, looking at the smiling Song Ning, he felt cold in his heart.

Song Ning did not attack, smiling and said: "I killed Wang Long, Wang Zhentian came to seek revenge on me, and then he died too. Why did the Wang family come to you? I am curious."

"You, you, you killed ..." Mo Mo swallowed wildly: "You killed that, that Wang Zhentian?"

Burning Sky Sword originally wanted to take the initiative to attack, but Song Ning shook his hand and recovered Burning Sky Sword: "Mo Mo, you can't kill me, let's go."

Mo Mo's forehead was covered with cold sweat at the moment. Hearing Song Ning's words, he said nothing and turned away.

Song Ning's eyes followed until Mo Mo disappeared, and then he withdrew it. He recalled the scene just now, and he couldn't help feeling emotion. Mo Mo and Lu Sheng seemed to be the same person.

‘Killer’, Song Ning has heard that this is a profession that exists among monks. That man ’s money is killing for others. The Wang family ’s finding a killer in the early years of foundation building is certainly a bit strange.

Thinking a little, Song Ningding determined that if either the Wang family was stupid, or that Momo had extremely powerful people behind him, if Momo was killed, the people behind would come to retaliate, thus indirectly achieving the purpose of the Wang family.

"However ... Does the killer have a self-explosive portal, and the tradition that the employer also speaks out?" Song Ning suddenly wondered, how Mo Mo looked like a layman.

In the night sky, Mo Mo ran hurriedly, and now he was more and more afraid, and the other party even killed Wang Zhentian. He even rushed to fight with others. This behavior is undoubtedly striking the stone with eggs.

"My life is over!" Mo Mo scratched his head in exasperation.

For a killer, the first mission in his life fails, what can he accomplish in the future?

Mo Mo regretted that he didn't practice well, while muttering in his mouth kept saying "Sorry Master, I'm sorry Luo Yuguo" and the like.

Above the eaves, Song Ning withdrew his gaze and sat down again, the faint sorrow on his face disappeared, replaced by a deep memory.

"Song Ning?" Came a faint voice.

Song Ning looked down, it was Li Qingling.

Under the moonlight, Li Qingling's pretty face was like frost, and her eyes were slightly red under the water-shearing eyes, which was the trace of just crying. She looked up at Song Ning, her mouth trembling slightly, and she was smiling.

"Sister Li." Song Ning's speech popped with spiritual force, pulling Li Qingling above the eaves.

Li Qingling stunned slightly before sitting next to Song Ning.

"Sister Li, the mourning goes smoothly," Song Ning said, and took another pot of wine from the storage ring.

Li Qingling picked up the wine and took a long bite.

"Song Ning, a woman like me, is anyone willing to be with me?" When Li Qingling handed the jug to Song Ning, his eyes suddenly flashed with tears, and his voice shivered.