The smile on Rongshang's lips solidified.

He reminded: "You carved the wrong name."

Yu Zhengzong was stunned for a moment, then he bent down and confirmed the name on the concentric lock again: "That's right."

The names of Rong Shang and Yu Jiangjiang are engraved on it. Not to mention the typos, the order of the strokes of the names is strictly in accordance with the nine-year compulsory education.

He narrowed his long eyes, and his dark eyes were like a bottomless abyss. His calloused fingertips fell on the concentric lock, and he stroked it twice.

The concentric lock gradually bent and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was rounded and flattened like a ball of plasticine, and finally turned into a puddle of powder in his hands.

Yu Zhengzong: "..."

She finally carved it in. What disease is he having?

Rong Shang lazily raised his eyelids, sprinkled the powder between his fingers into the river, and said in a cold and bone-chilling voice, "Get out of here."

Yu Zhengtong looked at the powdery objects that were thrown away by him, feeling slightly heartbroken.

He must be jealous.

Although the eldest brother is also a dog, he has an unparalleled handsome face and a group of little fans following him in Penglai Mountain.

How does he look like the King of Ghosts? Not only is the dog ugly, no one likes him at all.

She complained fiercely in her heart, but did not dare to show any dissatisfaction on her face. She left Tongxin Bridge obediently and returned to the Marriage Temple.

Their mission seemed to be going very poorly. Xiao Yuqing's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, An Ning looked frightened, and Xiang Feng's face didn't look good either.

Yu Zhengzong walked over with some gloating: "With a general like Miss An Ning here, why can't we defeat Nangong Tianba?"

Xiao Yuqing sighed: "The princess persuaded her, but Nangong Tianba refused to take any advice."

Yu Zhengzheng had already expected this outcome. Nangong Tianba was possessed by the boss. He had never read hundreds of CEO articles, so how could he move the strategy at will?

An Ning lowered his head and said nothing. The white skin on the back of his neck glowed with a faint purple color in the sun, like corpse spots.

Yu Zhengtong narrowed her eyes. She always felt that An Ning was strange, but she couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.

But one thing she was sure of was that An Ning came to Xiang Feng.

In fact, she could feel it, and Xiang Feng himself knew about it, but Xiang Feng was obviously still confused by An Ning's appearance.

Thousands of years ago, Xiang Feng was possessed by a demon because of the master of Lingbi Palace.

Thousands of years later, Xiang Feng still cannot escape this curse.

Xiao Yuqing saw that she was distracted by An Ning, and asked warmly: "Does Miss Yu have any good ideas?"

Yu Zhengzong came back to her senses. She looked into his expectant eyes and couldn't bear to let him down: "I'll give it a try."

She said it was a try, but she actually didn't have much confidence. After all, Nangong Tianba was really not something that ordinary people could conquer.

Nangong Tianba still maintains the melancholy and exudes the aristocratic killing-matter temperament in his movements.

It was obviously a cloudy day, but the housekeeper was holding a bamboo umbrella for him to shield him from the non-existent sunlight so as not to hurt his eyes.

Yu Zhengzong came over and said straight to the point: "We are fellow villagers."

He cast a disdainful look, a mocking look, and a careless look. He inadvertently lifted up his robe, revealing his forty-eight abdominal muscles: "I've seen too many women like you who climb the dragons and phoenixes, get out of here.

Further."

Yu Zhengzong: "..."

She thought for a while and said: "The king of heaven and the tiger of the earth."

Nangong Tianba was slightly startled: "The Eight-Day Tiger?"

Yu Zhengzong smiled: "I'm right, we are fellow villagers."

He raised his chin at a 45-degree angle, and a tear slowly flowed down from the corner of his eye: "You and I are not the same kind of people."

Yu Zhanzong: “???”

Nangong Tianba: “I am a QQ super member annual fee user.”

Yu Zhengzong was a little disdainful: "Me too."

These days, no one has a super member.

Nangong Tianba: “I paid the annual fee of one billion years.”

Yu Zhengzong: "..."

Why doesn't this idiot charge up to one billion light years? Isn't it better to just renew until the universe explodes?

"Okay, stop beating around the bush." ​​She lost her patience and pointed at the princess who was looking at him longingly not far away: "How do you want to be with her?"

When she saw that he was about to refuse, she quickly backed down: "Forget it, you should tell me your criteria for choosing a mate."

Nangong Tianba raised his thin lips and smiled evilly: "My woman must have red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple hair that can change colors at will in the sun. She will cry out diamonds and runny nose when she sheds tears."

If it were pearls, even the overnight dishes between the teeth must be agate pearls..."

He talked about it for a cup of tea, but before he could finish his request, Yu Zhengtong felt the corners of his mouth twitch and his Tianling Gai aching.

Could this be a personal request?

She couldn't help but interrupt him: "Can you be more realistic? How can there be such a woman in the world?"

Nangong Tianba took out one hundred thousand taels of gold from the brocade bag at his waist: "Is there really no such woman?"

The gold reflected the golden light, which made her unable to open her eyes.

Yu Zhengzheng said firmly: "Yes."

Nangong Tianba nodded and put one hundred thousand gold back into the bag, with a cold sneer on his lips: "Look, this is reality."

Yu Zhengzong: "..."

She tossed her sleeves and left. Nangong Tianba was like a stew of male protagonists in various Mary Sue novels. If she was allowed to communicate with him for a while, she would probably be so angry that she would have a concussion.

When the princess saw her coming back, she hurried up to greet her: "How is it? Do you think I still have a chance?"

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Yu Zhengzong shivered inexplicably, and she said truthfully: "If you set your eyes into diamonds, put two pearls in your nostrils, and replace all your teeth with agate, then you should still have a chance.

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The princess was a little frustrated: "Brother Tianba and I were childhood sweethearts. He promised to marry me when we grew up. I don't know what happened to him to end up like this."

She smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Forget it, forceful melons are not sweet, so I'll just give up on this marriage. I'm sorry to bother you."

Yu Zhengzong was about to comfort her when he heard the princess continue: "Would you like to go hiking together? The scenery near the Marriage Temple is very good."

Suddenly feeling a chill down his spine, Yu Zhengzong rejected the princess's kindness.

The mission couldn't go on, and everyone looked bad.

Especially Xiang Feng, whose clenched palms had veins protruding from them, and his face, which was already pale, was even more frighteningly pale at the moment.

Nangong Tianba doesn't take hard or soft advice, and King Yan also has a temperamental temper. If he dares to threaten King Yan with Nangong Tianba's life, King Yan will most likely destroy the family heirloom directly.

The king never looks at the process, only the results.

If the result does not satisfy the king, then whether he can continue to live depends on the king's mood.

Thousands of years ago, death would have been a relief for him, but now, he still has that stupid girl Shan Shui to take care of.

She has a straightforward temper and always does the wrong things. If he dies and there is no one to protect Shanshui, she will definitely be bullied in the Ghost Sect.

An Ning seemed to have noticed something was wrong with his mood. She walked forward and said in a gentle voice: "Brother Xiang Feng, don't worry, there will definitely be a way."

Xiang Feng didn't say anything. He was silent for a long time and looked up at her: "In two days, I will send you to Qingcheng Mountain."

An Ning was startled, her eyes were slightly red: "Did I do something wrong? If there is anything I didn't do well, tell me and I can change it..."

Xiang Feng interrupted her: "You should know that we are not ordinary people. I will discuss it with Xiao Yuqing. After you enter Qingcheng Mountain, he will have someone take good care of you and will never wrong you."

Her appearance was too sudden, and her voice and appearance looked very much like Xuexi's.

Although he mistakenly recognized her in a daze, he knew in his heart that Xue Xi was dead.

If she deliberately disguised herself as Xuexi and approached him, it was just for the sake of the king.

This is not the first time. Thousands of years ago, a woman who looked similar to Xuexi approached him. In fact, she just wanted to use him to kill the king.

The King had the grace to regenerate him. When he was being hunted by various sects like a rat crossing the street, it was the King who took him in and used his divine power to drive away his inner demons.

He is not an ungrateful person, and he will not attack the king because of An Ning.

Sending An Ning away would be good for everyone.

Crystal cold tears flowed down her cheeks, and she stared at him with wet eyes, full of tenderness and nostalgia.

But he didn't waver and didn't even look at her anymore.

An Ning didn't say anything anymore. She could see that he had made up his mind. Since it would be a waste of her words no matter how much she said, why waste any more words?

Her arms hanging by her sides were slightly tense, and she held the medicine bag given by her master in her palms. Her drooping face was hidden in the shadows, blocking the slightly raised corners of her mouth.

He didn't believe her and thought her appearance was faked.

But he didn't know that her body belonged to Xue Xi.
To be continued...