The word "Thank you" fell into Ning Yi's ears, which made the boy silent for a while.

Ning Yi didn't know what to say for a moment.

Thank you?

Thank you...what do you thank you?

Ning Yi's expression was a little complicated. He looked at the carriage. From beginning to end, the third prince did not get off the car. He just poked his head out to appreciate Xu Qingyan's beauty and was stunned for a moment.

From the first glance of seeing Li Bailin, Ning Yi didn't like this third prince, the orthodox prince of the Great Sui royal family.

There are many things in Li Bailin's eyes that Ning Yi can see.

In this world, what is black is black, and what is white is white; wanting is wanting, not wanting is not wanting; covering up can only be a cover-up, and it cannot hide its inner self. The type of person that Ning Yi dislikes the most is hypocritical.

The third prince had many things in his eyes, but he was not sincere.

He said very little, but his purpose was obvious.

Use kindness and power to suppress yourself, and then let yourself go so that you can be grateful and grateful.

Ning Yi sighed and thought that this arrangement of the Great Sui royal family should be proven to be successful within a radius of 36,000 miles.

I took the blame for the last person who intercepted the goods. I have to thank you for not thanking you for your kindness.

He looked at the third prince and said two words seriously.

"Thanks."

Of course things are not over.

This should not be the attitude of a cannibal to treat the prince of the Great Sui Dynasty. Ning Yi had no awe. The practitioners of Xiao Wuliang Mountain were ready to draw their swords and teach this kid a lesson, but the third prince in the carriage didn't seem to mind these etiquettes.

Li Bailin knocked on the carriage, and the slight sound made the people of Xiao Wuliang Mountain suppress the urge to draw their swords.

"Bring Miss Xu..."

Ning Yi looked at Su Ku, wearing a big gray robe, slowly stepped forward. He lowered his head, looked at Xu Qingyan's clear gaze, smiled and patted the girl's shoulder, and said softly: "Go."

Xu Qingyan nodded softly...

At the end, the girl spoke indifferently: "Take care."

Ning Yi smiled gently.

Su Ku led Xu Qingyan into another carriage. After the girl got on the carriage, Ning Yi frowned. He saw the great cultivator of Jianhu Palace standing next to the carriage for a long time, and his fingers were pinching, as if he had set up some formation.

It should be a sound insulation formation?

The carriageman in this carriage picked up the reins and prepared to set off.

The third prince obviously lost interest, and he whispered: "Let's go...leave him a lesson."

Zheng Qi, the law enforcement elder of Xiao Wuliang Mountain who was serving aside, nodded and understood the meaning of the third prince. He glanced at the disciple behind him, and immediately an inner law enforcement disciple who had just stepped into the middle realm looked at him and nodded.

The two carriages began to set off one after another. The third prince slowly lifted the curtain and was about to see what the boy named "Ning Yi" would be taught a lesson.

Li Bailin would not take action. Ning Yi said that he was a disciple of Shushan, and that his future uncle Shushan would never be punished for some trivial matters... To be more straightforward, the world of the two is very different. Li Bailin is the royal family of the Sui Dynasty, and Ning Yi is just a humble life. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be no time to meet again after today.

Li Bailin, who looked pale and looked sick, was actually a cultivator who had been hiding his cultivation level for a long time. The bloodline of the Great Sui royal family has always been very good, and his realm is quite high. How could a person who wanted to hold Xixue not be worthy of the cultivation level of Master Shushan?

However, Li Bailin has always shown weakness. He has no record of taking action in the records of Shushan's Dark Sect, the major holy mountains, and the royal family.

He had long seen that Ning Yi was just a first-level practitioner in the second realm, and the Soul Sea and Star Lake were just a fool. His own party, from the Little Wuliang Mountain, and the one who followed Zheng Qi, was at least a middle-level practitioner in the fourth realm. He only needed a sword, and at the least he could lie for ten days and half a month, break three or four ribs, and at the worst he would have to waste his cultivation and no longer have the idea of ​​practicing.

Just treat it as... a punishment for usurpation and a punishment for disrespect.

However, he saw unexpected scenes.

......

......

The little Wuliang Mountain disciple who had just crossed his eyes and drew his sword out, had already reached the fourth level of cultivation. He raised his arm and slapped his shoulder. A gray long sword suddenly broke out of his robe, swept forward, and the sword weapon dived.

The little Wuliangshan disciple held the hilt of the sword with one hand and started running without warning. His target was the young man standing at the gate of Ganye Temple.

Ning Yi had no expression on his face. In his imagination, this should be the correct greeting scene. He nodded to the little Wuliangshan disciple who rushed over. Ning Yi tapped the tip of the umbrella sword with his toes, leaned back, and cut the gray long sword across the line, pressed against the boy's cheek, and cut the two stone lions in the waist.

The gravel cracked, and the eyes of the disciple of Wuliangshan were condensed under him. The boy who had a very fast reaction actually avoided his sword?

Starlight riots, he stepped on the ground with his feet, stood on horseback, and slashed with one sword!

Ning Yi had closed his eyes and listened to the blazing sound of the wind in the air.

He did not rush to use the umbrella sword, because the sword force Xu Zang gave him was a killing method. The third prince wanted to teach himself a lesson, probably just wanted to break two of his bones. If he killed this little Wuliangshan disciple at this moment and really got involved in the Great Sui royal family, the trouble would not be so simple.

The Umbrella Sword did not turn out the sword. Ning Yi's body was like a loach and lying on the ground like a dragon. Although the number of starlight in the second realm was rare, it was much more flexible than the little Wuliang Mountain disciple in the fourth realm. It was attached to the soles of his feet, and his whole body was like a dragonfly sifting through the water. He flew past the disciple, and the sword energy flew. The threshold of Ganye Temple was cut in half by a sword.

Ning Yi, who was almost parallel to the ground and only had the soles of his feet stuck to the ground, instantly straightened his body. Instead of looking back at the disciples behind him, he looked over the crowd and looked at the third prince's carriage.

With such a loud sound, Xu Qingyan didn't look over... It seemed that the man in gray robe did have a sound insulation formation.

Ning Yi pulled the corner of his mouth slightly invisible, which was considered a smile.

Such an arrangement...is really intentional.

The little Wuliangshan disciple who turned around had a blue face. He held the sword in both hands and jumped high.

The sound of sword energy breaking through the air came from behind.

Ning Yi spun out the sword edge without turning back. The umbrella sword flew in the air as bright as sparks, and countless cold lights burst out. The little Wuliang Mountain disciple who jumped high was shocked and fell and smashed into Ganye Temple.

The cold light that burst out was the gray sword pieces that were cut by the umbrella sword. They splashed open with huge force. They nailed to the red walls and white tiles of Ganye Temple, and balls of smoke and dust burst out.

Ning Yi stood among the dust rolling down from all directions. The little Wuliang Mountain disciple who fell on the ground seemed very embarrassed and shocked.

But Ning Yi didn't. He gently swirled back the sword edge of the umbrella sword, opened the small umbrella, stood alone under the eaves, and smoke and dust hit the umbrella surface, gathering down, and the gravel particles fell to the ground.

The third prince's carriage stopped.

The people from Xiao Wuliang Mountain and Jianhu Palace stopped, and they watched the scene in Ganye Temple silently.

Su Ku from Jianhu Palace was a little sarcastic.

He saw the face of the law enforcement elder of Xiao Wuliangshan with embarrassment, frowning, and staring at the scene where the dust was spreading in Ganye Temple, as if he was thinking about something.

Zheng Qi only felt that this scene... seems familiar.

The carriage carrying Xu Qingyan went further and further.

Ning Yi looked at the girl's carriage and slowly disappeared from the horizon and sight with the sun. The boy thought silently in his heart that Xu Qingyan had gone to the imperial city... He should be able to cure the disease soon.

This is a very good ending.

He said softly, took care of himself, then put away the umbrella sword, and slowly walked out of Ganye Temple, which was filled with smoke and dust.

Li Bailin had already got out of the car, and he stared at Ning Yi.

To be precise, staring at Ning Yi's umbrella.

He didn't know the origin of this young man, but he could cross a whole great realm to fight the enemy... he must be a genius, no matter which holy mountain he placed, he was a genius.

However, the battle just happened was a bit outrageous. Because from beginning to end, Ning Yi only made one sword, and with one sword, he slashed the fourth-level magic swords that Xiao Wuliang Mountain blessed.

Everyone noticed that Ning Yi's sword was not an ordinary person.

The third prince also noticed this.

He got off the carriage and stood in the twilight with the deep starry sky hidden in his eyes, staring at Ning Yi.

Ning Yi suddenly felt that the third prince must be an unfathomable figure. His eyes were filled with brilliant galaxies. Even if he did not show his cultivation, his momentum would have overwhelmed everyone else in the field.

"What they said before...are some of the things they did, and some of the things they did."

Li Bailin looked at Ning Yi and said sincerely: "After the matter is over, don't worry."

Ning Yi looked at the third prince and thought to himself that this is the so-called persuasion of others and calm down. He nodded softly, not understanding why this great Bodhisattva's attitude changed so quickly.

The third prince looked at Ning Yi and asked softly: "You have just worshipped in Shu Mountain and embarked on the road of cultivation?"

Ning Yi hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"My batch of goods was delivered to Ganye Temple, and they were originally intended to be given to the disciples on Shushan Mountain." Li Bailin smiled again and said, "You are a rare genius, so it's okay to give you these resources."

Ning Yi understood why the third prince's attitude changed so much...

He wants to build Shushan well.

Li Bailin smiled and said, "Which disciple are you? I will visit you in person."

Ning Yi said seriously: "My master is dead."

"That's a pity..." Li Bailin looked at Ning Yi and said seriously: "Since you are a genius in Shushan, then all the rules can make way for you, rob my goods, and injure the disciples of Xiao Wuliangshan. We can all pretend that he has not happened."

Elder Zheng Qi's expression was a little stiff. The little Wuliangshan disciple who fell to the ground had a red face. He picked up the fragments of the sword weapon on the ground and limped past Ning Yi.

Ning Yi pretended to be confused and said, "Why?"

Li Bailin said: "Because I admire you very much."

Ning Yi suddenly realized it.

Li Bailin smiled and said, "You can call me "Uncle Master."

Ning Yi looked at the prince with a white robe and asked with a smile: "When did the Third Prince become the uncle of Shushan?"

"It will be so soon." Li Bailin looked at the boy and said, "You can go to Shushan with me to witness this scene."

Ning Yi felt emotion and thought... I have never even been to Shushan once.

He opened his lips slightly, wanting to say something.

At this moment, the little Wuliangshan elder who had been frowning and staring at Ning Yi, the more he looked at the young man, the more familiar he felt. The string in his mind finally Ning Yi in front of him was connected with the young man in Xiling.
Chapter completed!