Chapter 1247: The ruins of the ruins

The first thousand two hundred and forty-seven chapters of the ruins of the ruins

"Why don't you dare?"

Ning Qi directly in front of countless pairs of eyes, pinch the head of the king's curtain, before the death of the king's curtain, the heart of the incomparable regret, unwilling, he could not think of it, Ning Qi dare to murder him in the main courtyard!

Ning Qi continued to fly in the direction of Wang Zhong in the face of the corpse that had no vitality.

The group of Wang family members who had been with the king's curtains quickly flew over to catch the body of the king's curtain. After Wang Aojun looked up a few times, his face was somewhat ugly: "He is dead."

"Bei Xuan's ancestors actually started to the Wang family's children, which is too mad!"

"This matter should be reported to Wang Xuanlong quickly."

"This, there is something important to do next, take the first step."

Someone suddenly said goodbye, then turned and left.

At the beginning of the first person, the rest of the people also had the same kind of learning. In a blink of an eye, except for three or four people who remained in the same place, the dozens of Wang family children had all gone.

Jokes, Wang Xuanlong is also the pulse of Wang Lin, and Bei Xuan's ancestors are the grandsons of Wang Lin's ancestors. They are not too aware of them.

For a dead king's curtain, with the North Xuan ancestors and even Wang Lin ancestors enemies, as long as there is a brain, it will not do such a stupid thing.

And the relationship between them and the king's curtain is not good, but it is only occasional to go out and do the task together on weekdays.

"Oh, cousin, what should I do?"

A young man’s face was ugly. The body of the king’s curtain was like a hot potato in his hand. He wanted to lose it but he didn’t dare to lose it. He had already begun to regret it. Why did he just want to catch the king’s curtain...

"Go and find him."

Wang Aozhen sighed.

"it is good."

Leaving these people and the king's curtains is very old, Wang Aojun is in the early days, I think they will not be blamed by Wang Xuanlong. After all, Wang Aojun's ancestors are a leading elder, Wang Xuanlong has to give some face, to find trouble, Naturally, I have to go to Bei Xuan's ancestors.

......

Wang Xuanlong and a middle-aged woman looked seriously at the headless body not far from the front.

Wang Aozhen and others stood aside and bowed their heads with respect.

In any case, Wang Xuanlong is always an early monk in the legal phase. He has a high status in the Wang family, and ordinary Tianjiao has to give him a face.

Half-sounding, middle-aged beautiful woman sneered aloud: "Wang Hao is dead, and now even the king's curtain is dead, Xuan Long, the two children you and I gave birth to, are now killed by the North Xuan old demon, you What do you think?"

Bei Xuan old demon?

Wang Aozhen and others were slightly surprised. The mother of the king, Wang Ning, actually called Ning Qi in this way. Presumably, the heart hated the extreme!

This middle-aged beautiful woman is called Lei Juan, and the origins are not unusual. I heard that she is inextricably linked with the pure sun of the pure fairyland.

After she married Wang Xuanlong, Wang Xuanlong broke through from the end of Yongsheng to the legal situation. Many people secretly guessed that Lei Juan took more than a dozen pieces of Yongsheng Jiulong from her family to Wang Xuanlong. He could only make a breakthrough. The beginning of the law phase.

"Madam, this matter, I will definitely go to Bei Xuan's ancestors to ask a clear question. I am tired of going to the law enforcement hall to go to the law enforcement hall. I am looking for Wang Tongdian. He is not self-sufficient and will never cover the evils of Bei Xuan's ancestors!"

Wang Xuanlong faint road.

The king's curtain is dead. There is no sadness in his heart. What about such an idiot? Regeneration is all right, but Ning Qi killed Wang Hao, and killed the king curtain. This clearly does not put his Wang Xuanlong in his eyes. In this tone, Wang Xuanlong must be out, otherwise he will stay in the Wang family in the future!

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"Bei Xuan ancestors?"

Since Ning Qi was taken to Wang Shaoqing for treatment, Wang Zhong returned to his own Dongfu. When he saw Ningqi’s door, his face was full of surprise and joy.

"Bei Xuan's ancestors, can your injury be restored?"

Wang Zhong has some nervous ways.

Ning Qi looked at Wang Zhong deeply, and there was a gratifying color in his eyes. In so many people in the Wang family, apart from Wang Hai, he felt that Wang Zhong was the most human.

From the very beginning, he insisted on calling his ancestors, and finally followed him to Kunlun Cave Day, Xianxu Cave, and from the number of rituals, Wang Zhong did not slack off himself because he was an immortal monk.

"Wang Zhong, I have one thing to ask you, but I hope you don't say it."

Ning Qi is serious.

Wang Zhong gave a slight glimpse, and after meditation on the three interest rates, he nodded: "Before the North Xuan ancestors, I will never leak a sentence under the slogan!"

"The ruins of the ruins, do you know?"

Ning Qi opened the door.

"The ruins of the ruins?"

Wang Zhong’s brow slightly wrinkled, suddenly suddenly realized his head and nodded: “Bei Xuan’s ancestors, this ruin tower is under the know. It is one of the three treasures of our Wang family. It has been passed down for more than 30,000 years in our royal family. It was the first one. The younger brother of Wang’s family was mistakenly entered into an ancient ruins of the Central Plains. At the beginning of this ruined tower, it caused the dispute between our mysterious fairyland and the other six fairy tales. Everyone thought that it could resist the perfection of the law and the perfect breakthrough to the creator. Thunder, but unfortunately, when Xuanzhen’s ancestors were preparing to kill the six great saints with the ruins of the ruins, the result..."

Wang Zhong said here, showing a smile that is not smiling.

Ning Qi curiously said: "How is the result?"

"As a result, the ruins of the ruins disappeared on their own, and when they reappeared, they returned to the peak of the ruins of our Wang family."

Wang Zhong smiled bitterly: "At that time, the ancestors thought that the ruins of the ruins were spiritual, and there were hidden monks in the underworld. Later, they joined forces with the other six saints to study for hundreds of years."

"What about the last?"

"It was finally discovered that no matter who took it out, as long as it was within a hundred days, it would definitely return to the ruins of the ruins. Later, the ancestors called the ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the ruins of the ruins It’s indifferent to watching and playing, but no one will pay attention to it. Anyway, it will come back within 100 days. Over the past 30,000 years, countless people have come in and out, and many Wang’s children took it directly, but Still return to the original owner within a hundred days."

"There is still this kind of thing..."

Ning Qi was slightly shocked, and then there was a trace of doubt in his heart. Meng Tianshu had no reason not to know about it, but he still wanted to smash the tower. It was difficult to find out what he could do to solve the problem that even the Seven Saints could not solve. ?

"The creator of the Central Continent is not curious about the ruins of the ruins?"

Ning Qi asked.

"How can the creator look at these existences? In their eyes, even if they are the best instruments, they are like garbage, and they can be waved."

Wang Zhong whispered.

"Creating creation..."

Ning Qi was silent for a long time, then Wang Zhongdao said: "Wang Zhong, although my generation is higher than you, but you are older than me. During this time, I would like to thank Wang Dage all the way, in the future... take care."

"Bei Xuan ancestors, where are you going?"

Wang Zhong was shocked.

"Is it not to say that you are coming to me after twenty years? I naturally find a place to hide."

Ning Qi smiled at himself.

Wang Zhong’s face was a bit ugly. Just like Ningqi’s big brother, it made his heart touch a lot. Wang Zhong thought about it and handed it to Ningqi’s piece of jade, saying: “Bei Xuan’s ancestors, perhaps this piece of jade, It is helpful to you."