He lowered his hands, closed his eyes again, and said silently to himself,

"If one day there are no more enemies in the world, I can give up killing...but that day is too far away."

"Below the nine realms, there are battles. Above the four realms, there are battles. Even the ancient immortal emperors are fighting endlessly... No one can avoid battles. Wherever there are people, there will be battles...

"

"Once you step into this blood sea of ​​cultivation, you will never be able to look back..."

As Ning Fan sighed, the dusk became silent.

As the stars rose into the night sky, Ning Fan took a step forward and knew that it was time to head to Tang Valley.

At this moment, a vague murderous intention suddenly rose from behind Ning Fan.

An extremely sharp cyan crystal dagger was pressed against Ning Fan's vest. A petite figure somehow lurked behind Ning Fan and launched a sneak attack on Ning Fan.

"You finally showed up? Lu is very curious as to why you are so obsessed with the Ming Luo Puppet, even though you are just a peep." There was no surprise on Ning Fan's face, as if he had known that someone was lurking behind him.
Chapter completed!