Chapter 468 If You Never Come Back

Black Flame Sect, outside the mountain gate.

"Dad, I will improve my cultivation level as soon as possible."

Before Ning Anran left, she emphasized several times.

Ningshan smiled slightly and reached out to touch Ning Anran's head, "Anran, as a father, you shouldn't have to bear too much burden. However, in this life, I only have a daughter like you. It's no wonder that my father is incompetent. What he can't do is just It can fall on your head.”

Ning Anran shook her head, "Dad, don't say that. I am honored to be his granddaughter and your daughter."

On the side, Ye Chen touched his nose.

Why does this atmosphere look a little weird?

It was as if he had abducted the daughter that someone else had worked so hard to raise.

But from another perspective, it is indeed the case.

"Go ahead and work hard to become stronger, don't hold Mr. Ye back."

Ningshan smiled and said, "There are teleportation formations leading to everywhere in Zhenbei City. You can just leave. I won't send you off."

Tears overflowed from Ning Anran's eyes.

When Ningshan saw this, he couldn't help but laugh, "There's nothing to cry about, it's not goodbye forever, go quickly."

Ning Anran reluctantly followed behind Ye Chen and flew towards Zhenbei City.

Watching Ning Anran go away, Ning Shan slowly restrained the kindness in his eyes.

He closed his eyes and stood in front of the mountain gate, as if waiting for something.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Several figures walked out of the void and looked down at Ningshan.

Wisps of air burst out around them, like light swirls, shaking the heaven and earth.

Under their burst of breath, every minute and every second, this world is in a state of instability.

The strength is really too strong, just talking about the air flow around the body can make people despair.

There were three people in the group, from different ancient tribes.

But the purpose of their trip is the same.

"Should I call you Chengshan or Ningshan? As a descendant of Ning Qiong, you have kept your name anonymous for thousands of years. This forbearance alone is enough to move people; if you put the idea of ​​revenge behind you, you will live in peace for the rest of your life. If we were an ordinary person, we would never be able to investigate even if we had great hands and eyes. It's a pity that you are still evil and want to avenge Ning Qiong, which is extremely ridiculous! "

In the void, one of them spoke.

His expression was cold, showing absolute indifference.

It was as if Ningshan was just an ant in his eyes.

If you want to kill, you can just crush him to death!

"Ning Qiong single-handedly stirred up the situation and suppressed our three ancient tribes so much that they couldn't lift their heads. How glorious was it at that time? Well, what will happen in the end? The ancient tribe is still an ancient tribe, and its heritage still exists. It's not him Ning Qiong, as the strongest being under the Great Emperor, cannot change the world!"

Another person, with a sneer on his face.

"Ning Qiong's descendants can only change life and death, huh, they are really the father of a tiger and the son of a dog!"

After hearing the sarcasm, Ningshan raised his head little by little.

His eyes were full of mockery, "It is true that compared with my father, I am far behind, but I can still deal with you little bastards!"

"Life and death have changed. It's too arrogant to speak. I don't know where the courage comes from."

"Haha, I didn't inherit Ning Qiong's talent, but I inherited her arrogance."

"It's so ridiculous!"

As the three of them sneered, none of them took Ningshan seriously.

Finally, someone spoke, "Stop talking nonsense, Ningshan, you know what we want here. You are just a matter of life and death. None of us have ever taken you seriously. As long as we hand over the Qiulong Guqin, we will spare you." What’s the point of one life?”

"Having your hands and feet disabled and allowing you to live your life as an ordinary person is the greatest kindness we can bestow upon you!"

"Hand over the horned dragon guqin and I will spare your life!"

The three of them shouted loudly, their purpose was very clear, it was naturally the Qiulong Guqin.

The Qiulong Guqin is an imperial instrument.

Regardless of whether elixirs, runes, magical weapons or techniques, once they enter the imperial category, they will be classified in more detail.

The Qiulong Guqin is undoubtedly the top imperial instrument.

Not only that, it had followed Ning Qiong throughout the Qinglian world for hundreds of years, and it had long been stained with aura.

Not to mention these ancient clans, even the super sects are eager for this horned dragon guqin!

For these three ancient tribes, the Qiulong Guqin is a great pain in their hearts.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Qiulong Guqin is just a top-grade royal instrument, but it represents the humiliating past of the three ancient clans.

The ancient clans are existences that have been inherited for tens of thousands of years and have profound heritage.

A piece of history that happened in the past, no matter how they cover it up, will become a humiliating memory in the long river of time.

At first, they were suppressed by Ning Qiong and were in danger, almost annihilating their clan.

Although under the leadership of the Yin Yang Sect, Ning Qiong was successfully surrounded and killed, this history cannot be washed away no matter what.

Because of this, they are obsessed with finding the Qiulong Guqin.

When they found the clue, they rushed here as soon as possible.

"Hand over the Qiulong Guqin? Are you guys worthy of letting me hand over the Qiulong Guqin?"

Ningshan laughed wildly, and suddenly took out a pipa instrument from Najie, holding it in his arms, showing his wild attitude.

Facing three powerful men whose realm was higher than his own, from the beginning to the end, there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

Instead, a strong fighting spirit arose.

Over the years, Ningshan secretly concealed his identity and killed many children of the three ancient tribes in order to avenge Ning Qiong.

Since he doesn't have the strength to fight head-on, he will find a chance to take revenge in private.

It is precisely because Ning Shan has never given up the idea of ​​revenge that he was traced back to him through clues.

If he chooses to forget this matter, Zhongzhou is so big, who can know his identity?

It was that battle that left Ning Shan with a root of disease.

His realm also fell from the level of the fourth transformation of life and death to this level.

"Actually, you still dare to resist?"

"Interesting, interesting, should I say you are arrogant, or should I say you... don't know how to live or die?"

"If you can't hand over the Qilong Guqin, I won't let you die so easily."

The three ancient clan strongmen all launched their means in an instant.

Their auras were all at the level of the fourth transformation of life and death!

Ning Shan held the pipa, without any fear, and his pupils were full of excitement and excitement.

These three powerful enemies were obviously not what he could fight against.

He seemed to have put life and death aside and never cared.

He had already arranged all the follow-up matters, and told his daughter the truth of the matter. In the future, his daughter would inherit his will and seek revenge on the three ancient clans.

So far, he died without regrets.

Why did he stay here and not leave with Ning Anran?

He had a hidden disease and didn't have many years to live.

Rather than die on the road, it's better to die on the battlefield!

Ning Shan was like a god of war, with harsh sound waves bursting out from his body and whistling.

He faced the three people with his own strength.

If he never came back?

Then he never came back!