kill the fox

Ning Ci raised his head and looked at the majestic and lofty mountain gate in front of him. Under the sunlight, the white marble shone coldly.

Du Hengxi snorted disdainfully: "Do you know why An Ziqi is so respected by the world?"

Ning Ci shook his head.

Du Hengxi: "Because he can build momentum." His tone became more and more contemptuous: "There are not many people who really practice asceticism in the world, and everyone wants to become a fairy. An Ziqi created a road for the world to let them step on it. The road he paved is a magnificent experience of cultivating immortals."

"After a while, you will find that most of them are either rich or expensive, and most of them are children of officials who join in the fun. Today, the emperor uses this place as a summer resort, and the common people will naturally follow suit."

Finally, Du Hengxi concluded with disdain: "A bunch of ordinary people."

The two went all the way to the mountaintop hall unimpeded, and when they arrived, their doubts disappeared. Ning Ci wondered why the old woman was driven down three times, but they didn't even see a doorman. It turned out that people were all gathered at the top of the mountain. Well, it seems that today is a big day, a group of people gathered at the entrance of the hall, very lively.

Ning Ci took a rough look around, and it was true as the little uncle said, all of them were full of nobleness on their faces, clothes, and all of them looked like arrogant and unruly masters.

Among the dazzlingly bright costumes, Ning Ci finally found a man who looked like a door boy, walked up to him and saluted, and said, "This Taoist priest, where is Immortal Anzi Qi'an?"

The young man glanced at the two immortals standing in front of him, and said with a smile: "An Xianren is still practicing in the back bamboo forest, the two of you can take a stroll first." When he wanted to leave, Ning Ci stopped him: "Excuse me Where is the bamboo forest?"

The young man pointed in one direction seriously: "Follow this road, and it's time for a cup of tea."

"Thank you."

Passing through palaces and ponds, the two came to a bamboo forest.

Suddenly remembering about the little junior sister, Ning Ci asked, "Did you find the bracelet that Nian Yi lost in the small bamboo forest?"

Du Hengxi shook his head.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, a person was dancing with a sword, and that white robe was flying in the green bamboo forest. With the sharp momentum of the sword tip, a large bamboo leaf fell down.

Ning Ci heard the little uncle let out a very shameless snort. Both of them have practiced Taoism for many years. At a glance, they can see that the famous An Xianren is just a flamboyant person. Looking thousands of miles away, Ning Ci didn't sneer, but wondered in his heart how the scenes of An Zi abandoning demons and slaying demons in those scripts were so detailed and vivid.

After An Zi abandoned the dance, as if he had just noticed Ning Ci and the two, he hurried over apologetically, and bowed deeply: "The two Taoist priests look familiar."

Ning Ci returned the gift, Du Hengxi stood still, Ning Ci smiled and said: "An Immortal, I have been admiring him for a long time, and I am going down Hengqing Mountain, Mo Shengge." Seeing that the junior uncle did not intend to say hello, Ning Ci said with a smile: "This is My uncle, Du Hengxi."

On the way, Ning Ci had already explained the outline of the matter, but Du Hengxi didn't even turn a corner: "Who is Feng Niang to you?"

An Ziqi smiled kindly, waved his hands and said, "I don't know the person the Taoist priest is talking about."

As soon as he raised his hand, a servant immediately came up, bowed respectfully, raised his hands above his head, palms up, and accepted An Ziqi's gold-encrusted sword with diamonds with a low eyebrow.

Ning Ci sneered in his heart, that little doll looks like you and was carved out of a mold, are you fooling me?

Ning Ci: "I have met your son, he is as handsome and noble as An Xianren, and he will be extraordinary in the future."

An Ziqi still smiled kindly, but this time he simply admitted directly: "The Taoist priest praised you absurdly."

Ning Ci: "Where is Feng Niang?"

An Zi bowed his hands, smiled but did not answer: "Today my faction held a talent recruitment conference, and it's time now, excuse me."

Du Hengxi stood in front of An Ziqi with an unkind expression, An Ziqi stopped, and said with a sly smile: "If the Taoist priest also wants to participate, just follow me, why get angry?"

He deliberately distorted Du Hengxi's meaning, but Du Hengxi was still standing in front of him, exuding a cold air all over his body. Ning Ci felt that there was something wrong with the little uncle, so he went up and pulled him, saying: "It's just right, we have heard about recruiting talents for a long time. Please let Immortal An lead the way for the great reputation of the conference."

An Ziqi led the two of them to the main hall, which was magnificent, and the dignitaries and dignitaries from all walks of life sat up and saluted one after another when they saw An Ziqi. It was the one who had kept a cold face, stared ahead, and regarded a group of noble sons as mobs.

An Ziqi arranged for Ning Ci and Du Hengxi to sit beside him, stood up and introduced solemnly: "Everyone, the two masters who are here today are also my friends for many years. This is Mo Dao Changmo Shengge from Hengqing Mountain."

Ning Ci cursed in his heart, stood up and saluted everyone present.

Everyone praised him one after another, good, good, she really has an extraordinary bearing and a face like a crown jade...

An Ziqi: "Here," he patted Du Hengxi's shoulder intimately on purpose, "it's Du Hengxi, Master Du Immortal of Hengqing Mountain."

Everyone looked at Du Hengxi one after another, but Du Hengxi stood still, sitting firmly, not even giving a glance.

Everyone laughed awkwardly.

Ning Ci thought to himself, this is enough to save face, the little uncle has worked very hard not to show the disdain on his face face to face.

An Ziqi took his seat, and everyone took their seats one after another.

Ning Ci had heard a little about the talent recruitment conference. He heard that there would be evil monsters gathering in the valley, and the monks who killed the most would be rewarded by the emperor.

It was the preparation stage before the meeting, and the atmosphere was fairly relaxed. There were singing girls and dancing girls dancing in the hall, and someone was playing music in the corner. Ning Ci suddenly remembered Jiang Linxian's dancing posture that he couldn't bear to look directly at, and took a sip of wine.

Ning Ci looked at Du Hengxi: "Little Martial Uncle, something is wrong with you today."

Du Hengxi changed his face, as if he wanted to pretend to be smiling, but he still looked serious: "What's wrong?"

Ning Ci whispered: "I always feel that you are a bit angry today, do you have something on your mind?"

Du Hengxi shook his head.

Ning Ci took a sip of the wine, and felt that this wine was far from the one Shen Keqing brewed... that... oh, plum blossoms soaked in snow.

Glancing at An Ziqi, who was still entertaining, toasted with a smile, and said some beautiful words with a smile, Ning Ci thought, no wonder he was able to be with Feng Niang for two years, these entertainments can exhaust a person, but since he has found his sweetheart, he can live a happy life Okay, why are you back?

Or do people in the world just like to jump from one circle to another, and jump back after staying enough?

An Ziqi was busy for a long time, his face was almost frozen with laughter, and finally he returned to his seat, Ning Ci seized the opportunity and hurriedly asked, "Where is Feng Niang?"

An Ziqi smiled: "Dead."

Ning Ci squinted his eyes in disbelief: "Dead? How did he die?"

An Ziqi took a sip of wine, rinsed his mouth, spat it out again, and smiled sinisterly: "I killed it."

A chill rushed up Du Hengxi's back, so it was here.

Ning Ci's eyes widened: "That's your wife!"

An Ziqi smiled miserably: "So I'm going to kill her. It's fine if she's human, but she's a monster! Do you know how difficult it was for me to kill her? My hand..." He became excited, One hand was raised in front of Ning Ci: "My hands are trembling, do you think I want to do this?!"

Ning Ci: "But no one is forcing you!"

With a gloomy face, Du Hengxi put his hand on the sword.

An Ziqi's eyes were already bloodshot, and he said fiercely: "Why is no one forcing me?! Look at this temple, who is not forcing me? Also, why didn't she tell me that she was a demon in the first place? Why didn't she tell me? Wait until I fall in love with her?! She asked for it!"

Ning Ci frowned: "Since you love her, why did you come back? Why are you a revered An Xianren? Since you don't like this place, why don't you come back and live a good life?"

An Ziqi said sharply: "You're so easy to say! You are so noble! If I don't come back, will I spend the rest of my life guarding that poor one-acre land?! The sect I managed with great difficulty, my three thousand disciples, Could it be that if I don’t want my reputation to last forever, I don’t want it?! Hehehehe... If it were you, would you be able to?” He smiled wryly, like a stray dog.

Ning Ci breathed a deep sigh of relief: "I may not be able to, but I can face the past frankly, and I can give her a good life."

An Ziqi giggled, and said ferociously: "How will you give it? If you let the world know that An Ziqi, who slays demons and demons, married a demon, how can you give it? This hall, this sect, and the temple What else can you give if you don’t have the worship of the world? Do you think I don’t want to give it? Do you think I haven’t given it? If it’s a human being, she might just pass it away, but she is a demon! Does she care? She doesn't care about my wealth and reputation at all! What she wants is that I love her, and she wants me to admit her openly! She wants my life! I can't give it at all! How can the world consider your love? They only think You have been deceived! You think I am sanctimonious! At that time, I will not even be able to be an ordinary person, I will become the target of public criticism, and become a sloppy dog ​​that everyone can kick and scold!"

Ning Ci: "In the end, you still love yourself more."

"Hahahahaha..." An Ziqi laughed loudly: "Yes, you are right, there is no such thing as a last resort. I should owe her all my life, and I don't regret it."

An Ziqi shook the wine in the glass, smiled brightly and said: "Let me tell you, I will not only kill her, I will also kill that evil seed, that old woman who is going to die, but when you think about it, The neighbors in that village also know me...or else, just slaughter the whole village, don't you think it's safe hahahaha..."

Ning Ci: "You can't kill me."

An Ziqi said seriously: "Why? It's not up to you."

Ning Ci: "Because I will kill you first."

An Ziqi said contemptuously, "Kill me?"

Ning Ci: "Yes, you will die soon."

An Ziqi said evilly: "Do you dare? Look at the people in this hall, who would believe that I abandoned my wife and son? You killed, but the god of the world's belief, do you dare?"

Ning Ci is very clear, if he kills him, he will not be able to argue with a hundred words, will be chased and killed by three thousand disciples, will be criticized by others, and will be reprimanded through the ages.

But what is such a scum doing in this world?Might as well send him to hell sooner.

An Ziqi snorted disdainfully, "Why did you kill me?"

Ning Ci: "For the Tao."

An Zi gave up his smile: "Master Mo, if you kill me today, no one will say that you are moral, and morality is always in the hands of the world, why bother to accept death as a dead end? You and I don't have to be so nervous, I will take you As a bosom friend, why don't you follow the trend of the times, and you can come and go from my mountain gate as you please... Ah ha ha ha, you can't escape this world-wide fame, glory and wealth even if you want to."

Ning Ci pressed Du Hengxi's sword: "The Tao is in the heart."

An Ziqi looked at the sword inserted into his belly in disbelief, the golden tripod inscription on it gleamed coldly.

The bustling hall fell silent for a moment.

Everyone in the world saw that the An Xianren whom they believed in was stuck in a chair with a sword like a dead mouse, unable to move.

No one is willing to accept such a huge gap.

Du Hengxi grabbed Ning Ci and shouted, "Let's go!"

In today's talent recruitment conference, there were more than three thousand monks, a group of people moaned and clapped their hands, there was a sound of swords being drawn, the cold light on the sword reflected and reflected, and people's faces were ferocious and ferocious.

The two escaped from the hall, and Ning Ci shouted: "Let's go separately!" After speaking, they fled in the other direction.People are killed by him, and the world should ask him for justice if they want to ask for it. The little uncle is injured, and all of this has nothing to do with him.

Ning Ci had already discovered that the junior uncle had put his hand on the sword, and he felt that it was enough for one person to do such a thing. The junior uncle might also take over Hengqing Mountain, so there should be no stains on him.

Now, the world wants to kill him, but he cannot kill the world.

He had no choice but to run away. He was not familiar with the terrain on the mountain. People jumped in front of him and blocked him one after another.

It would be really miserable if he was caught. The person who killed him would immediately take An Ziqi's place and become a new generation of immortals. Everyone knows this truth, so everyone is chasing after him. The opportunity is here. Right now, killing someone who is not tolerated by the world can live forever.

The world always needs to praise a hero, so morality must go through the motions when it is needed.

Ning Ci blocked the sword and thought, the little martial uncle must be furious, and he will inevitably be scolded when he goes back.

What about my junior sister?If in the teahouse in the future, he heard the play insulting him, maybe the whole teahouse would be blown up, so how good?No one would tolerate her just because she was young.

What about furry?If he hadn't died, he would have heard about himself too. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise, and they would meet soon.

Will Master drive himself out of Hengqing Mountain?

Xu Zhi... Xu Zhi...he will only worry more than himself, he is so gentle and calm, it is better not to see him again in the future, so as to avoid everyone's sorrow.

Anyway, he is notorious now, Shen Keqing should not dislike him, they are all like-minded people, if he dares to dislike himself, he will fight with him.

The happiest one should be Jiang Linxian, who might smile and say, "Mo Shengge, why are you so stupid? Why didn't you call me? Why don't you kill him secretly!"

Ning Ci didn't run to the mountain gate, after a while, the people holding the sword formed a circle like rats.

All of them were shining with cold light, on their faces and swords.

Ning Ci was in a stalemate for a second, and ran up to the small attic that was closest to him decisively. There was no room for him on the ground, so he could only run up. Immediately behind him came the sound of people stepping on the stairs solemnly, as if they were chasing after him. With thousands of troops.

This is not the way to go.

When he reached the highest floor, there was nowhere to escape. In front of him, there were not only three thousand monks with fierce eyes who wanted to chop him into pieces. A circle of ants was stuck together, if he jumped down, he might have jumped into the forest of knives, each of them had a hole, and he died before he felt the pain.

The wind blew in from outside the railing, and the golden gauze bulged, and the corners of Ning Ci's clothes fluttered.

It is also easy to kill this group of people.

It's just a few thousand straw bales.

Why retreat in such a mess?

Ning Ci glanced behind him, and vaguely saw a small green lake. He imitated Jiang Linxian, he seemed to have not stood upright, and jumped like a petal leaving a flower.

The wind whistled from his ears, and the weightlessness made him a little dizzy, as if he had fallen into another world. There was no sound of falling water, no wet feeling, but a kind of stable sandalwood, and he felt that someone was gently supporting him He is very soft, the wind has not stopped, he slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the fierce dragon pattern, the dark green fabric was smooth and soft, and then there was a face with a clear jaw line, a pair of The deep eyes looked at him with a half-smile.

Shen Keqing.

Ning Ci closed his eyes, remembering that winter when he opened his eyes and saw his fluffy body wrapped in snow-white fur.

Ning Ci: "The injury on your body is healed?"

Shen Keqing: "Not yet."

Ning Ci: "Why did you come out?"

Shen Keqing: "Come out for a stroll."

You are still the same.

The wind didn't stop, and the corners of their clothes were flying.

Ning Ci's eyes turned red, he covered his eyes with his hands, and said in a deep voice, "When are you not afraid of the dark?"

The wind was blowing loudly.

Shen Keqing looked deeply at Ning Ci, her voice trembling slightly: "You won't be afraid after you leave."