When An Ning appeared with the dishes, Jun Wuxie and King Ning were very tacitly not talking about grudges, but instead talked about wine in a harmonious way.

An Ning sat between them, sometimes picking up food for them, sometimes pouring wine for them.

She ate very little, but she just accompanied her, but there was a hint of worry on her face, which was filled with a faint smile.

Being sandwiched between these two men made her feel very painful and helpless.

She wanted to do something and resolve the grudge, but she could do nothing.

She didn't know how Yue Wuxie would treat her father in the end, and she didn't know what the father would end up in the end, so she didn't dare to think about it, because she was afraid to think about it.

"Anning, the shrimp meat is nutritious, crispy and tender, and your skills are good. Come on, eat more."

Jun Wuxie cut off a piece of shrimp and put it in the bowl in front of her.

An Ning looked at him with a smile, her eyes trembling.

Jun Wuxie knew that she was confused and couldn't help but sigh.

King Ning was very interested and kept talking to him.

Gradually, Jun Wuxie seemed to be drunk, his face turned slightly red, and even his eyes were blurred.

"Yue Wuxie, I think you are going to be drunk. You can't drink enough. You have to practice more in the future. Come on, let Ning'er help you to rest after drinking."

King Ning personally poured him a glass of wine.

While he was pouring wine, a tiny pill rolled into the wine glass along his fingertips, just blocked by his other hand.

The elixir is melted when it is put into water, it is colorless and tasteless, and it is perfectly blended into the wine.

"I'm not drunk, don't you have any alcohol at all? Why are you drunk..."

Jun Wuxie supported his face with one hand, a little shaking, full of alcohol.

"Yes, you're not drunk, have another drink at the end."

King Ning reached out to the glass of wine that had melted the pills, but was snatched by a slender hand.

The hand held the wine glass firmly and prevented him from moving.

"Ninger, let it go, do you know what you are doing?"

King Ning secretly sent a voice, with anger.

An Ning shook her head stubbornly, with tears in her eyes, and bit her lips tightly, just not letting go.

"Ning'er, you're so poisoned by him. Could it be that you don't even care about your father's life and death?"

King Ning was so angry that his hands gradually increased.

"Father, you can't do this! His daring to get drunk in front of you means that he is definitely not afraid of your scheming. If the father does this, it will only anger him even more. Ning'er begs you, don't you?"

"release!"

King Ning was unmoved. In his opinion, Yue Wuxie's decision will not change. Whether he does or not, so why give up such an opportunity?

As a hero of a generation, there is no reason to be scared to death. Although the other party may not be really drunk, he is willing to try it as long as there is a possibility.

An Ning's power could not be compared with Ning Wang. It was easily suppressed, and his hands were lost and his five fingers were forced to release them.

King Ning picked up the glass of wine and sent it to the drunken and hazy Jun Wuxie, and said, "Come on, we'll do it."

Jun Wuxie shook his body, looked at Ning Wang in a daze, his head leaned forward, his face turned red, and he showed a drunken smile. He took the wine glass and said, "Drink...drink!"

After saying that, he burped, picked up the wine glass and sipped it all.

At this moment, An Ning beside him suddenly snatched his wine glass, and when King Ning was frightened and angry, he drank it all.

"Ning'er!"

The frightened anger on King Ning's face turned into horror. He trembled all over, his eyes gradually turned red, and he said in a trembling voice: "Why do you do this?"

"My daughter just wants to save her father's life. Father, you are a great man in your generation. In Qingzhou, in terms of strength and wisdom, few people can compare with you. But you can't fight him. If you do this, you will only cut off your daughter's saving. Your hope for life!”

"Ning'er, you just trust him so much. In your heart, is he so scared that his father has no chance at all?"

King Ning was very unwilling to accept that over the years, he had fought against the emperor in a fierce battle, and it could almost be said that he had been ruled by separatist rule.

In addition to not having superficially split into two countries, the big fight is actually almost the same.

He is in power and superior, and no one can compete with him except the emperor.

But now, such a young man suddenly appeared and wanted to suppress him.

"Father, do you think you can beat the myth of a big place? No one knows how strong his trump card is."

"Myth?" A look of horror appeared in King Ning's eyes, "Ning'er, do you think he is a myth?"

"Yeah." An Ning nodded and said, "Originally, she didn't let her daughter say that, but she would start a war with Wu'an in a few days. At that time, he would go to the battlefield and the mythological realm would be exposed, so there was nothing to hide. Now.”

"This kid is actually a myth..."

King Ning stared at Jun Wuxie who was drunk on the table. He couldn't believe that he could actually see the practitioners in the field of mythology with his own eyes sitting at the table drinking and getting drunk.

Since ancient times, Qingzhou has never had a myth, let alone the myth of the holy king realm.

Among the humans in Qingzhou, if you want to be talented, you have a very high talent for the royal family.

He himself is the best among them, the half-step domineering saint realm, the early stage of the legend of the ages.

That is why he has the confidence to sweep Qingzhou after breaking through to the Basheng Realm.

However, compared with myths, the legends of the ages seem to be separated by only one large field, but they are separated by endless distances and through the vast chasm.

The countless geniuses in the world are difficult to step into the threshold of the mythology field and can only stop at the legends of the ages forever.

"Ning'er, how are you?"

King Ning came to his senses and saw that his daughter's face was extremely pale, sweaty, trembling, and a painful expression.

"Father, my daughter is fine..."

Princess Anning tried her best to keep the voice calm, but she couldn't help holding her head tightly with her hands. She felt a severe pain in her brain, as if there were millions of bugs hibernating in her brain.

The medicinal energy of the three corpses of the soul-devouring pill entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and was devouring the soul madly and eroding her will.

"It's all bad for the father, it's bad for the father!"

King Ning was panicked. Although taking this pill would not kill his life, it was equivalent to depriving a person of human rights and free will. From then on, life and death will be controlled in his hands.

This is his daughter, the person she loves the most in the world. How can he control her life and death!

"Repent?"

The sudden cold voice woke up the regretful King Ning. He turned his head suddenly and realized that it was Yue Wuxie who was originally drunk.

At this time, he didn't look drunk at all.

"You really pretended just now?"

Jun Wuxie ignored him, picked up An Ning and left.

"Stop! Where do you want to take Ning'er?"

King Ning reached out to stop him. Jun Wuxie looked at him coldly and said, "Get out of here, don't delay my time to clear her medicine. Also, don't follow."

Ning Wang's hands trembled and finally took them back, watching him leave with his daughter in his arms, his face full of complexity.

Leaving the city lord's mansion, Jun Wuxie and others leaped, as if flowing light had broken through the night sky and landed on the glazed tiles on the top of the tallest building in the city.

The height here gives people the feeling that it is closer to the sky.

The sky in October is already a little cold, but the stars are very bright. The moon in the middle is very round, like a silver plate hanging in the air, sprinkling like water.

Jun Wuxie sat on the top of the high building, An Ning curled up in his arms in pain, grabbed his clothes with both hands, and was sweating all over his body, soaking his body.

"Silly woman."

Jun Wuxie sighed helplessly, and a mysterious force suddenly appeared between the palms and fingers of her body. It was the devouring power from the fate star.

This devouring power reached her sea of ​​consciousness and forced the medicine of the three corpses of the soul-devouring pill that devoured her soul.

Jun Wuxie discovered that this medicine was very evil and disgusting.

Many tiny worms were actually derived from the medicinal energy, and they were the worms that were devouring the soul.

An Ning's soul has lost a lot. Those special three-corpse worms are fat and fat because they devour the soul light, shining, revealing their fangs.

As the medicine gas continued to be sucked out, An Ning's body's spasm gradually weakened and her trembling was not as severe.

"It'll be fine soon."

Jun Wuxie pushed away his hair that was soaked with sweat on her face. Her face was very pale, her lips were slightly dry, her eyes were bloodshot, and she was very tired.

"You poured the wine at that time, why should you drink it?"

Jun Wuxie continued to swallow the medicinal energy of the Three Corpses Soul-Devouring Pill, swallowed it into the Destiny Star of the Cave Heaven, and was grinded and purified by the World-Ming Roulette.

"If An Ning doesn't do this, the father may find an opportunity to use this corpse pill on you in the future. Your patience is limited. If he provokes again and again, I'm afraid you will kill him directly..."

Jun Wuxie did not answer this. He still didn't know how to talk face to her about the future killing of her father, Prince Ning.

"Actually, I'm glad you made the choice tonight. Although you were trying to save your father, at least when there was a glimmer of hope, you did not take any risks, and you didn't even have any entanglement or hesitation in your heart."
To be continued...