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Song Yiren's expression was a little complicated, and there was no need to say anything. In a very short time, he understood many things, including the depressedness of the young man sitting on the carriage board at this moment.

No one should believe it.

Ning Yi is still so depressed.

It is praised by the world that Ning Xiaojianxian splits the Baidi Tianhai Tower with one sword.

Thousands of flying swords cross the Great Wall of the East.

Xiao Leiyin Temple turned the tide, crossed the Star Lord's realm, and fought with Liuli Mountain Fire Demon Lord.

These are chanted by the world.

What people see is a vibrant and glamorous Shushan junior uncle. Ning Yi is more casual, more comfortable, and more "lucky" than Xu Zang.

There are also things that people in the world cannot see...such as Ning Yi now.

When I picked up the sword, I carried something.

When you want to cut off your destiny.

He is destined to be trapped by fate.

Song Que stared at the young man. He was silent for a long time and asked, "Can't that magnificent vitality save her?"

Ning Yi's breathing was very heavy.

Very self-deprecating and sarcastic.

He slowly raised his head.

"It's been delayed for a while... it's less than three years."

“It doesn’t need to be delayed until three years.”

Song Que said calmly: "Half a year later, on the Ullambana Festival, the master came out of the pass. The disease in the world can be cured by brushing his sleeves."

Ning Yi looked at the Grand Guard, his eyes were pitch black, and there was no belief or doubt, like a pure abyss... He knew that Song Que would not lie to him.

He always had a very bad premonition in his heart.

"If I said it, I don't know how long it will take."

While treating the girl, Ning Yi felt an unprecedented counterattack of murderous thoughts.

Even my own new words can't resist.

If Song Que hadn't taken action this time... the situation would have been even more difficult to end.
Chapter completed!