"Trouble?" Wu Yaokong said with a smile: "The hatred between us and the Nightmare Clan is so deep, does Fellow Taoist Yuluo think that it can be resolved by letting those low-level monks go? As for the Nightmare Clan's backers in the fairy world and the demon world, they are too far away from us after all.

It’s far away, so there’s no need to think about it now. Besides, our human race is not weak in the fairy world, so how can we be afraid of them? Therefore, my subordinates advise the sect master not to be merciful and to kill the entire Nightmare clan!”

Immortal Lord Yuluo advised: "Fellow Daoist Ye, please think twice."

Just at this moment, a jade slip escaped in.

Ye Ning grabbed it and put it against his forehead. In an instant, his face turned pale, his body shook slightly, and the jade slip on his forehead exploded and turned into jade powder.

Wu Yaokong was shocked and said: "Sect Master, what happened?"

Ye Ning sighed softly and sat down.

He picked up the cup in front of him and took two sips, as if he was looking for some solace. After a moment, he slowly said: "The jade slip just now came from my master. He said that Ye Miao was seriously injured, and the soul of his soul was in danger."

If it is destroyed, all your cultivation will be wasted."

"Ye Miao?" Leng Peiran, who had been sitting silently next to Ye Ning, said, "My husband's eldest brother, Ye Miao?"

Ye Ning nodded.

Leng Peiran was stunned. She clearly remembered the scene in the Lianyun Sect. At that time, Ye Miao was full of energy and wore white robes all day long. He seemed to be the most proud cultivator in the world and was a role model for the entire Lianyun Sect disciples.

.Times have changed, and the genius at that time has now ended up like this. She asked: "Is there no way to recover?"

Ye Ning said: "My master is good at healing, and he has mastered the magical power of 'melting snow and rejuvenating', but he can't do anything about Ye Miao's injuries. Well, the essence of the soul has been destroyed, and the meridians have been severely damaged. Unless the god takes action, there is no other way.

"

"What a pity." Leng Peiran knew that Ye Miao had been interested in her, so he didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh with Ye Ning.

Ye Ning continued: "Xiaoran, do you still remember Tang Yiyun?"

Leng Peiran nodded and said, "How could you not remember? In fact, she is my younger junior sister. She is cold and stubborn, but has a very good heart."

Ye Ning sighed and said, "She has fallen."

"Ah." Leng Peiran exclaimed, "Is that so?"

Ye Ning said: "They were extremely unlucky. During the melee, they encountered a Nightmare king who had fled, and the two sides immediately fought to the death. In the end, the king was killed, and even the Yun Sect lost more than ten disciples.

.Tang Yiyun resisted a blow for Ye Miao and fell instantly. Fortunately, Ye Miao was able to save a life."

Leng Peiran murmured, the past years were like a dream, too far away from her.

After a while, she asked: "Where is Han Wan? I remember that in Grandmaster Lianyun, Junior Brother Han had a very good relationship with my husband. Is he not injured?"

Ye Ning said: "No. Long before the Nightmare clan was born, Han Wan left the Lianyun Sect. According to the master, he was taken away by a mysterious monk and his whereabouts are unknown."

Leng Peiran said: "Thankfully, I believe that you brothers will meet each other one day."

Ye Ning remained silent.

Wu Yaokong understood. It turned out that one of Ye Ning's relatives was severely injured by the king of the Nightmare clan. He seized the opportunity and said: "Sect Master, we must kill the entire Nightmare clan to avoid any trouble!"

Ye Ning showed a murderous look on his face and said: "Okay! Cut the grass without removing the roots, but the spring breeze will bring new growth!"
Chapter completed!