The little old man was extremely proud.

This problem was something he suddenly thought of when he was drawing randomly. He thought hard for three days and three nights but couldn't solve it. He asked himself that there was absolutely no more difficult problem than this in the world.

Ningchuan felt strange.

This question is almost the same in the world’s indigenous people.

But to test him as a time traveler, isn't it too mentally retarded?

Ning Chuan started to do it directly, moving the character "叶" with a horizontal missing, the horizontal line below and the vertical line on the left, and placing it on one side.

In an instant, a pattern exactly the same as before was born.

The stones inside also appear opposite to the pattern.

The little old man was already proud, but suddenly he was shocked and his eyes widened, staring at the table like a ghost.

"Boy, you...you really succeeded?"

"Senior, I really want whatever I want?"

Ningchuan's tentative way.

"Boy, you...what monster are you?"

The little old man's eyes were horrified and his hands were scrambling his hair and beard.

I thought about this problem for three days and three nights but couldn't figure it out.

This kid was solved with just one meeting.

This made him feel irritated and difficult to accept.

"No, little thing, this question doesn't count!"

The old man was furious and grabbed Ning Chuan's collar, his eyes turned red, and a fierce aura burst out from his body, causing the whole room to shake.

Ning Chuan was speechless.

Oh shit!

How can the Wu League headquarters get crazy?

Is it possible for a person with advanced martial arts to be mentally ill?

"Senior, can't you afford to play?"

Ningchuan opened his mouth.

"Fuck, little thing, this problem doesn't count. I won't play with you anymore!"

The old man was furious and threw Ning Chuan aside, turned around and left.

Ning Chuan was frightened and angry.

Mama!

The promised thing was not fulfilled.

"Senior, I have a question, do you want to listen?"

Ning Chuan suddenly spoke.

The old man paused, his face changed rapidly, his heart was as if he was scratching his heart. He hesitated for a moment and turned around, "Boy, what problem can you have? Your problem will definitely not work."

"Forget it, I won't say it anymore. Even if you say it, you will definitely not. Don't be impatient again."

Ning Chuan shook his head.

"Fuck, why don't you know if you don't say it? I know astronomy and geography, and there is nothing I don't understand."

The old man rushed back instantly, came to Ningchuan, and said quickly.

This guy is not only very playful, but he is also curious and competitive. The more Ning Chuan said this, the more he was eager to know.

If he didn't figure out the problem Ning Chuan was talking about, he was like there were countless ants crawling around in his heart.

"Speak quickly, talk quickly, I must know!"

The little old man urged.

"Can you really know?"

Ning Chuan looked at him and said, "Then listen, most people can't answer my question at all. He said that a death row prisoner is about to be imprisoned, but there are three cells waiting for him. One cell is a raging fire, and the other cell is a lion who has been hungry for three days.

There is also a cell with a powerful martial arts killer. Which room should this death row prisoner choose to choose to be the safest? Don’t answer first, you only have one chance. If you answer wrong, you will never have another chance.”

"I…"

The old man was about to answer, but he quickly covered his mouth, afraid that he would say something wrong.

Only one chance.

But there are three more rooms.

He grabbed his hair and beard with his hands again, and fell into deep thoughts.

Which room should I choose?

"Haha, uncle, don't tease him anymore."

Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang outside the inn.

The little old man was furious and turned around and said, "Fuck, who is teasing him? It's him who is teasing me. I must figure this out."

Ning Chuan heard the sound outside and felt aroused, and hurried out of the inn.

I saw seven or eight figures coming from outside the inn.

Four of them are masters entering the Taoist realm, and the rest are all half-step into the Taoist realm.

Ningchuan’s old acquaintance Zhou Tianqi was also inside.

"Senior, are you finally here?"

Ningchuan was delighted.

"Ningchuan, we have just visited Heishui City. What happened? You have to tell us in detail."

The person in charge is a middle-aged man wearing a blue Confucian robe, with three long beards, tall and bright eyes. He is the fourth elder of the [Warrior Warring States].

Called [Splitting the Sky Palm] Zhang Wanfeng!

The other three entering the Taoist temple beside him were also masters from the armed forces.

"Yes, senior, senior, please enter the room with me first."

Ningchuan opened his mouth.

He led several people into the inn, and then called Qin Xiaoen and Cao Feng to visit.

Ning Chuan deleted and reduced all important things about [Immortal Fruit Crystal], saying that the Lu family masters tried to sacrifice to Hei Shui City in blood and practice evil skills. Fortunately, he used secret techniques and fought to the death to kill the Lu family masters, and then told about the huge seal hidden under Hei Shui City.

"Ningchuan, do you mean that when the Lu family sacrificed the Black Water City blood, it triggered the seal under the city, causing a demon to escape from the city?"

Zhang Wanfeng frowned.

"Yes, it's true that there's really a devil who escapes."

Ning Chuan quickly spoke, "But I don't know what the devil looks like. At that time, many people in the city were sucked in semen and blood. I had to escape in a hurry and didn't dare to stay."

A group of elders of the Martial Alliance looked at each other and immediately showed a solemn look.

It has been recorded that the headquarters of the Wu League has long been that major events will surely happen in Hei Shui City.

But the headquarters has no record of what the specific major event is.

Could it be that this big thing refers to?

"From his absorption of essence and blood, the one who was suppressed below was clearly an evil cultivator. It's going to be troublesome now. He has been suppressed for so long and has not died. Once he gets out of trouble, he must suck his blood with all his strength to restore his vitality."

Zhou Tianqi said solemnly.

The other people also felt a slump in their hearts.

good!

If he really wants to let him suck blood, I am afraid that hundreds of millions of people will not be enough for him to suck.

"By the way, are Elder Xiang and the others back?"

Ning Chuan suddenly remembered what happened to Jinlangkee and asked.

"No, Jinlangke and a group of top martial arts experts went to the Holy Alliance and never replied to a trace of news. It was as if it had evaporated and could not be contacted."

Zhang Wanfeng shook his head and said.

"What?"

Ning Chuan showed shock.

Something really happened?

"Did the Holy Alliance seize them?"
To be continued...