Chapter 317： The gossip mirror is the source

Song Ning did not immediately agree, but frowned, thinking, as if he wanted to find faults in the words of the magic cloud Daoxian.

At this moment, Zi Meng on the ground had already climbed up, and he looked at Song Ning maliciously, as if to swallow Song Ningsheng.

"Zi Meng, go back." Moyun Dao Xian said slowly.

"Master, I ..."

"go back!"

Zimeng gave Song Ning a cold look, then turned and left to leave the country of falling feathers.

Seeing that Song Ning still didn't agree, Moyun Daoxian continued: "I can still teach you the palm of the Purple Dream that wiped out the blood-burning battle, how?"

Song Ning's eyes lit up. Just now, with one palm, Zimeng was able to break the blood-burning formation that took 300,000 lives. It is really terrifying. Now the conditions given by Moyun Daoxian are so rich, he has already Somewhat tempted.

But before Song Ning agreed, a gap suddenly broke in the sky, and a man emerged from the gap. This man was middle-aged, and his breath was very strong. As soon as he appeared, he attracted space fluctuations and spirits around him. The force is like a strong light, making it difficult to look directly at.

"Oh, Moyun Daoxian, you are a good person. You even talked about the conditions with Luoyu Kingdom?" The middle-aged man had come to Moyun Daoxian and Song Ning.

Song Ning can feel almost the same breath as Moyun Daoxian from this middle-aged man. This middle-aged man is also a cultivation practice above the virtual fairy!

When the middle-aged man spoke, he glanced at Song Ning. At the moment, although Song Ning suffered many injuries in the body, he still stood upright, and he was neither humble nor overbearing. Although only Wen Dao Xiu Wei, but even this middle-aged man, Can't help but glance at Song Ning.

"You're good, even if you can defend the country of falling feathers, you have to make a contribution!" The middle-aged man applauded.

Song Ning was a little puzzled. The middle-aged people seemed to see Song Ning's doubts and continued: "This matter will be discussed later. Now that the outer domain, the demon domain, and the Luoyu Kingdom have already got through, then it is also time for us to sit down and talk, Luoyu. On the national front, should you be the one to decide? "

"Outer domain? Is it a human monk outside the demon domain?" Song Ning said in surprise.

The middle-aged man nodded and smiled approvingly: "Yes, the demon domain has always wanted to capture the Lost Country, and we want to return to the Lost State. This Moyun Dao Xian first came to Luoyu Kingdom to make peace with you. I guess we will take the lead in attacking the demon domain. "

Moyun Daoxian smiled: "It's so easy to resist your attack. I come to make peace with Song Ning, mostly because I'm fancy with Song Ning's talents, not to mention that we are also monks and don't want to make a killing."

Middle-aged men hum, but don't say much. In wars like this, there are countless casualties, and no one's hands are clean.

"That's fine, by the way, what's your name?" The middle-aged man glanced at Song Ning.

"Younger Song Ning." Song Ning Gong said.

The middle-aged man patted Song Ning's shoulder, and Song Ning suffered from pain in the body, but immediately afterwards, he felt that the broken bones in the body began to heal, and the broken internal organs also completely improved.

"Song Ning, cultivate yourself first and win Zimeng. I will go back and talk to those people and say that the tripartite meeting will be held in Luoyu Kingdom tomorrow. You must attend." Advised.

Song Ning nodded without saying much.

Moyun Daoxian looked at Song Ning: "Do you believe me this time?"

Song Ning was a little unclear, but at this moment, Zimeng had already gone. Moyun Dao said that he gave the conditions to him, but now it seems that these so-called 'conditions' are all given to him, which can be seen This Moyun Daoxian has other intentions.

"Thank you." Song Ning had to say thanks.

Moyun Daoxian turned around and left with the middle-aged man, but when he disappeared, he passed on a message to Song Ning: "War, death and injury are unavoidable, too compassionate to all beings, and eventually get lost."

Song Ning listened to the words of Moyun Daoxian and looked sad. He was right. The war is indeed like this. The demon kills people and people also kill the demon. Now that the demon domain has entered, but the humans in the outer domain have also arrived, then the next one The "tripartite talks" should be about the gossip mirror.

What is this gossip mirror? If it is not a magic weapon that can cause war, or a key to unlock a treasure, Song Ning is determined to hide the gossip mirror first, and cannot easily take it out.

After Moyun Daoxian and the middle-aged man left, Luo Yuguo returned to calm again.

When Song Ning turned around, he watched the monks of the city bow down and kept saying self-blame and admiring Song Ning.

"Thank you Senior Song Ning for protecting the imperial city."

"Thanks to Senior Song Ning for his life-saving grace."

Listening to these voices, Song Ning's mood didn't get any better. He looked at the prostrate monks, stepped on them, and walked away, leaving only his cold words in the air: "I'm just completing Master Gudan By the time the real person saved his wishes, you were saved. You are still alive, just take care of your mouth. Today, I do n’t kill people, it does n’t mean I wo n’t do it in the future. "

The monks didn't say a word and watched Song Ning disappear all the time, which relieved him.

Judging from the previous situation, the 'tripartite talks' seemed to be extremely formal, and the whole thing seemed to be the victims of the country. However, after thinking about the perennial war, the country actually killed a lot of demons, and now these monks fell When I come, I don't care about more.

Under the leadership of Liu Sitong and others, the Imperial City monks began to reorganize their homes, while Song Ning flew into the extreme north ice abyss.

In the cold abyss, Song Ning sat next to the Frost Boundary and reached out to gently stroke it.

A trace of coolness came from the fingertips, like Leng Yuexiao's cold skin, soft and delicate.

"Xiao Xiao ... you didn't tell me about our relationship until the last minute. Do you think that this will make me feel more at ease?" Song Ning sighed: "You are too stupid, this will only make me more blameful. Ah! I want to protect you, practice sword for ten years, and practice alchemy in October, in order to be able to deserve you, and to do my part for Leng Jia. Whoever thought of this turned out to be the end? But fortunately, Fortunately ... "

Song Ning opened his hands tightly against the frost in front of him, as if he wanted to embrace it in his arms.

Xiao Ke and Xiao Fun watched quietly beside Song Ning. Xiao Fun did not understand the love in the world. In her world, except the master, it was killing.

As for Xiao Ke, such a scene will only strengthen her belief in following Song Ning. If Song Ning does not do so at this moment, she will be disappointed with Song Ning.

In the wind and snow, Song Ning seemed to be integrated with the frost enchantment. He did not know whether it was his own illusion. At this moment he could even hear the soft call from the frost enchantment.