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Chapter 911 News from Longzhu

When talking about makeup skills, Yan Ning couldn't help but think of the country's daughter Rabbit. This girl's makeup skills were so amazing.

At this time, Yan Ning believed what Jinru said, but still looked at Jinru with suspicion: "How do you prove that you are the beautiful Jinru, not your current aunt Jinru?"

Jinru glared at Yan Ning and said, "You killed Wugao City, and you also took away Liu Zhankui's Jin Xingzi."

"Well... everyone in the Rebirth Tower should know this, right?" Yan Ning asked, "Does Ye Wuya know?"

"Why don't you know, the Lord of the Wind and Fire Altar, I gave you the holy water he used to deal with you!"

"That's right!" Yan Ning smiled, "You two press it for her, don't let her run away! This is Jinru!"

Jinru's expression changed and suddenly realized: Yan Ning thought he was angry and asked to confirm his identity!

But it's too late to regret it now. Who made Jinru care about her appearance the most...

"Don't be too happy too early. The master of the sword tomb has already set his sights on you, not to mention that if you kill his third disciple Ouyang Xiaotian, he will come to you sooner or later." Jin Ru threatened.

Yan Ning shrugged: "What am I afraid of? I came to Laoshan to learn the Taoist method to deal with Han Zheng. After I finish learning, I may not be his opponent."

Jinru immediately understood what Yan Ning meant, and his face looked a little ugly than pork liver.

"Okay, okay, since it has fallen into my hands, don't make unnecessary struggles anymore. Ye Wuya is very smart and lives a very comfortable life now."

"Isn't I a courageless person like Ye Wuya?"

After Jinru finished speaking, Yan Ning and the other two actually felt a danger in front of them at the same time. Yan Ning shouted: "Get back!"

The three of them quickly retreated, and saw Jinru's clothes suddenly burning, revealing her skin that had turned red carbon. With Jinru's screams, her body seemed like a mobile bomb, blowing up the things within three meters around it so that there was no residue left.

Of course, it also includes Jinru himself!

Jiang Wujue said: "Oh, this Jinru actually self-destructed the Taoist Dharma, wasting our whole night."

Fatty Du smiled and said, "It may not be so!"

Fatty Du took out the Breaking Dome Nail and chanted the spell silently. After just a few breaths, a soul suddenly became sucked back from a distance!

The soul was extremely bloated, exactly what Jinru looked like. At this time, her face was panicked, but the self-destruction just now made her extremely weak, so how could she have the power to resist?

Seeing this, Yan Ning reached out and grabbed Jinru's soul in his palm, and sneered: "I still want to run away?"

Jinru was panicked now. If she left her soul, she would still have a day to turn over. But she didn't expect that the strange coffin nail in Fatty Du's hand had such ability to pull her soul that had escaped for several kilometers back!

"Don't kill me!" Jinru begged for mercy.

Yan Ning ignored Jinru, but took out the Mingpo Sword and said to Jiang Wujue and the others: "You are here to wait for me, and I will come."

The two of them were Yan Ning's guardian. In the blink of an eye, Yan Ning brought Jinru to the resentful spirit space.

In the resentful spirit space, Jin Yang and other ghost kings were drinking in front of the cliff. Suddenly, they saw Yan Ning appear. The ghosts were in a hurry to clean up, but Yan Ning said, "Don't be afraid, let's send a guy in, you should eat and drink!"

"Yes, Third Master!" the ghosts agreed with a smile.

Yan Ning threw Jinru's soul aside. Jinru had been scared by many ghost kings, so he dared not escape.

The old ghost of Jinyang walked up: "Third Master."

"Where is Ye Wuya?" Yan Ning asked.

As he spoke, Ye Wuya's soul floated over. At this time, Ye Wuya's Taoist practice was probably the lowest in the entire resentful spirit space.

"Third Master and Third Master! I'm here!"

Ye Wuya smiled apologized.

Yan Ning said: "How is it? Are you still used to it here?"

"Not bad, my brothers are all very nice to me, and it is also suitable for ghost cultivation here..."

"Come and see who this is?"

Yan Ning turned sideways and showed Jinru in front of Ye Wuya. Ye Wuya was surprised and said, "The Third Master has captured Jinru?"

When Jinru saw Ye Wuya, she couldn't help but say angrily: "Ye Wuya, you traitor!"

"I was not a person from the Rebirth Tower. I used to be just a living under someone else's roof. Now I'm not as good as someone else's skills. How can I call myself a traitor if I take a step back?" Ye Wuya said with confidence.

Yan Ning nodded. He was worthy of being an official, and Ye Wuya spoke more shameless than himself.

Yan Ning said to Jinru: "Answer my question, if you answer it, I will let you stay here and continue to live. If you refuse to answer, I will break up your soul as a nourishment for all the ghosts."

Jinru shivered. It was terrifying enough to become a ghost when a person died, and a ghost when he died. It was already terrifying enough to become an unconscious spirit. If it became the nourishment for other ghosts, Jinru really couldn't accept his own fate.

Jinru sighed: "What do you want to ask, just ask."

"You are the special envoy under Longzhu, so have you seen Longzhu?" Yan Ning asked.

“See.”

"What does he look like, how old he is, where is he from? Do you know his background?"

Jinru looked at Yan Ning in surprise: "What do you ask about these things, is it interesting to the Dragon Altar Master?"

Yan Ning almost strangled Jinru to death: "Stop talking nonsense, you can answer whatever I ask!"

Jinru fiddled with the ghost energy floating in front of him, and slowly formed the appearance of a man. This man's eyebrows were floating in the moon, his eyes were bright in the dawn, his eyes were bright in the sky, his eyes were full, his face was as bright as the ancient moon, his face seemed to be light gold, his eyebrows were like sharp swords entering his temples, and the most important thing was that this guy was actually eighty-slightly similar to Long Xi!

"Damn it, is that true?" Yan Ning couldn't help but say.

"What a comrade?" Jinru raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, you are so old, why are you learning to be a fujoko?" Yan Ning said angrily, "I have never met Long Zhu, and I have no hobbies in that aspect!"

Ye Wuya nodded and said, "It's just purely interested!"

"Get out!" Yan Ning slapped Ye Wuya into the forest.

After calming down, Yan Ning was speechless. Now he was very sure that Long Zhu was Long Xi's brother. But what was strange was that if Long Zhu was really Long Xi's brother, then he would be at least over 10,000 years old, and he was a person from the era of gods and demons. Why did such a guy still go to the Rebirth Tower to be a small altar master?

Is Guan Zixuan even more powerful than Longzhu?
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