Chapter 46 Don’t be afraid, my teacher will take you home

Little master?

When did she have this identity?

Chen Luoli was confused, but Ning Xiao'e in her sight had already turned around and looked at her with trembling eyes.

The Fire Ghost King was alert and still did not take a step back.

"Like, really like."

Ning Xiao'e stretched out her trembling hand, wanting to touch Chen Luoli's face, but she pulled back.

"Are you talking about my mother?" Chen Luoli asked.

Ning Xiao'e nodded, her eyes blurred with glistening tears.

How many years have passed, she never thought that one day she would meet the young master's daughter.

When Chen Luoli saw this, her mind was shaken. She was about to ask something when, deep in the forbidden area of ​​Zixiao Palace, an ancient aura power suddenly rose up.

The whole mountain roared, and the rainbow rose straight into the sky, carrying great deep pressure.

Debris swept away, creating a storm.

The forbidden area of ​​life of the Fire Ghost King was directly destroyed, and the endless sea of ​​fire swayed and finally disappeared.

Lan Xuejing, who was fighting, suddenly raised his head and his expression changed.

Gu Changan also frowned and looked away, his heart sinking.

Palace Master Zixiao quickly retreated, and the twenty-two Heavenly Realm elders, including all the disciples who surrounded the entire mountain, bent down and bowed their heads.

"Welcome to the ancestors!"

The loud voice spread across the sky, and in the eyes of the visitors from Bahuang, a figure slowly walked towards the distant back mountain forbidden area in the rainbow.

He put his hands behind his back, and his robes fluttered in the wind.

Although he has a head full of white hair, there are no wrinkles on his face, and he looks like a twenty-year-old young man.

The ancient pressure that permeated the entire world made everyone feel the stagnation of true energy in their bodies.

He is Fu Qing, the founder of the Zixiao Palace, a strong man at the pinnacle of the Martial King Realm, who has been practicing for thousands of years.

As you walk slowly, every step you take brings boundless ripples to the entire world.

One step at a time, ten miles, and in an instant we were above the square.

Gu Changan's face became very ugly.

The Fire Ghost King felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, feeling a pressure even stronger than that of Mara.

"demon?"

Fu Qing calmly looked down and saw the Fire Ghost King, then he gently raised his hand and tapped his index finger.

boom!

The earth collapsed instantly, and the Fire Ghost King encountered huge force all over his body, and the flames collapsed and dissipated on the spot.

He held himself up tightly, but was completely overwhelmed, until he knelt on one knee on the ground.

"Uncle Fire!" Chen Luoli exclaimed.

Gu Changan raised his sword, and the sword energy went straight to the sky above the Fire Ghost King like a rainbow, but it was destroyed invisibly.

Fu Qing lowered his head and glanced at Gu Changan, then tapped his index finger again, and Gu Changan felt an immense pressure on his shoulders.

The ground collapsed beneath my feet, and I could no longer move at all.

"I respect you as the great disciple of Shushan. I will give you a little respect, but I won't allow you to run wild in Zixiao Palace."

Fu Qing spoke calmly and softly, but his voice was like a divine voice, resounding throughout the entire world.

Looking at the dilapidated square, none of the visitors dared to raise their heads, they were all too shocked to say a word.

The mighty pressure of the Martial King at his peak would crush them like ants.

Lan Xuejing was in the corner at the moment, seemingly forgotten. She stared at Fu Qing's figure and kept calling Chen Yu in her heart.

"Brother, please wake up. You can't sleep at this critical moment. Is it okay as promised?"

Lan Xuejing was anxious. With Chen Yu's previous words, she just took the risk and snatched the ancient painting.

But now Chen Yu fell silent deep in his heart, without any response.

With anxious attention, Fu Qing has slowly looked at Ning Xiao'e.

Ning Xiao'e's mouth was filled with coldness as she protected Chen Luoli behind her.

"In so many years, you have never appeared once, but for this girl, you broke the confinement of ancient paintings?"

Fu Qing whispered again, following the divine voice that spread through the sky, bringing with it a heart-shaking majesty.

After saying that, he raised his hand again and gently touched Chen Luoli.

"stop!"

Ning Xiao'e set off her white horse training, but was defeated on the spot by the oncoming terrifying pressure.

She stepped back with a groan, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

The strength at the peak of the Martial King Realm is already very terrifying.

Zixiao Palace has been established for so many years, and of course it has been attacked by demons, but it has never been able to shake its status.

The ultimate reason is that Fu Qing is here.

With his own power, he can stop thousands of evil spirits!

"I'll give you a chance."

Fu Qing spoke calmly, with no emotion in his indifferent eyes.

Ning Xiao'e pursed her lips lightly, and finally looked back at Chen Luoli, with a smile on her lips: "You should leave quickly, and don't look back."

Chen Luoli was shocked: "But what about you?"

Ning Xiao'e's eyelids were drooped and slightly gray.

"I can't leave, it's always been like this."

With that said, she stood up again and rubbed Chen Luoli's little head.

Fu Qing looked at this scene indifferently, but suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some changes in the sky.

He raised his head slightly and looked up, only to see the yin and yang qi opening and closing, reversing the laws of chaos, causing evil fluctuations to be released.

A cold wind blew in the field, the light dimmed, and dark clouds even appeared above the entire Zixiao Palace.

Everyone in the audience became restless and didn't know why.

Palace Master Zixiao suddenly turned around and looked at Lan Xuejing, who had snatched the painting earlier.

Some strange changes occurred on this woman's body. There were wisps of black energy lingering outside her body, and her entire appearance suddenly became extremely cold.

She closed her eyes as if she was asleep.

But a certain consciousness in the body woke up.

The situation began to turn around, and a deep pressure emerged from Lan Xuejing's body.

Fire Ghost King and Gu Changan both looked over, and when they noticed this change, they both took a deep breath.

Ning Xiao'e seemed to feel something, and her heart trembled.

"Son..."

She stared at Lan Xuejing blankly, and felt a familiar thought in the breath of Lan Xuejing's body.

But this thought lives in the Dantian.

She didn't know exactly what happened to Chen Yu, or why his physical body was missing.

Just at the moment when the fluctuations rose, an erratic word murmured.

"Master, I'm sorry for you. I lost you. Don't be afraid. I will take you home right now."

Hearing these words, Ning Xiao'e's delicate body trembled, the tip of her nose suddenly felt sore, her eyes flashed with tears, and she finally failed to live up to expectations, and she shed two lines of tears.

"Sir, how many times have I told you that Xiao'e only wants to serve you well, how dare you ask for the title of master and disciple."

She wanted to hold back her emotional outburst, but she couldn't stop her tears from bursting out.

At the moment when Chen Yu took over Lan Xuejing's body, the entire Zixiao Palace domain fell into an indescribable ghost storm.

Senluo woke up and everything opened and closed, making the faces of the visitors from Bahuang turn pale one after another.

Vaguely, it seemed as if something terrifying had come out of the woman's body!

Fu Qing still stood with his hands behind his hands, but slowly narrowed his eyes and looked at Lan Xuejing.

"Are you treating this old man's Zixiao Palace as a demon's lair?" He snorted coldly, his peak combat power at the Martial King Realm erupted in an instant.

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