Riding the Pheonix Chapter 793: No

The palace is heavily guarded. Even if there is a secret passage, no one has discovered it from Taiyuan Palace to the shrine, which is enough to show that this person is very powerful.

What's more, the masters in this room came just to wait for him, but he took advantage of them and imprisoned them on the spot.

Such strength is unheard of.

Ning Xiu felt that even his master couldn't do it.

This is an unprecedentedly powerful opponent.

The man sighed quietly and said: "We haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and things have really changed. My little friend has been keeping my old things all these years, and I thought that I was still thinking about my old feelings."

Ning Xiu frowned and tightened his hand on the string.

He did keep the flute, but how could this person know? So, although he didn't show up before, he kept staring at them?

When I think about this situation, I can't help but stand on end.

Ning Xiu said: "The old love I remember is the senior who guided me back then, not a conspirator with ulterior motives! Tell me, who are you? Is Mingxiao your disciple?"

The voice smiled: "Didn't you already guess who I am?"

Ning Xiu felt tense and asked with a straight face: "Are you really...are you..."

Mingwei’s master is his future apprentice. But he has not yet accepted Zheng as his disciple, and has no impression of the disciple who exists in the future. The current situation is really strange to him.

"In theory, it seems that I should call you master. However, the world is different, the things I have experienced are different, and people are naturally different. My master is always the faceless man in my memory, little friend. Yan is already a different person. Maybe there are still some old emotions left, but they can never be the same. I'm sorry."

Ning Xiu felt even heavier after hearing his confirmation, and said, "Since you are Ming Zheng, why did you do these things? Isn't Xing Gong your enemy? They were the ones who killed you, and you actually surrendered to the enemy?"

The other party was quiet for a while, and then said quietly: "My little friend said the opposite."

"What?"

"It's not that I surrendered to the enemy, but...as soon as I came, I already became one."

Ning Xiu thought about it carefully and said, "You mean, your possessed body is the person in the Star Palace?"

The other party laughed, acquiescing.

Ning Xiu asked: "That's the case, why did you obey them?"

The man said: "Because I found that my thoughts and concerns in the past did not seem to be comprehensive. I want to devote my whole life to this career. The youth is wandering around, the youth loses his master, and wanders around the world alone. By the age of forty , my appearance was ruined, I had nothing, and I was extremely lucky to be able to meet a close person, but the good time passed by in a short time. If I hadn't been a fortune teller, how could I have ended up in this situation? Lost If everything can be exchanged for a peaceful and prosperous life, it will be considered a worthy death. But, do I have anything? Nothing. Maybe, my thinking is wrong. Instead of leaving the world to those people, it is better for us to control it with one hand, maybe for a long time Some."

He spoke neither hastily nor slowly, and seemed to express his true feelings. Ning Xiu listened, but for a moment he didn't know how to reply to him.

He learned from Mingwei that Mingzheng's experience was indeed much bleaker than his own.

The young man’s family is ruined, the young man has lost his master, the middle-aged man has lost his wife and daughter, and the old man cannot die well...

In his life, he saved so many people and did so many good deeds, but he didn't even leave a trace of warmth behind.

If you change your mind because of this, it seems...it makes sense!

Don't even think about it. In his last life, when he gave up his common name, he must have gone through a lot of pain and broke with his past self. Since I can't do it myself, it seems a bit too much to ask Mingzheng...

While he was thinking, the sound of flute suddenly sounded in his ears again.

The melody is exactly the same as before, but the breath flowing in it is completely different.

When the flute sounded, Ning Xiu suddenly found that his breath was somewhat stagnant.

He was taken aback, hurriedly summoning his inner breath, feeling stagnant, and looked towards the empty front.

What a powerful sonic skill!

You don’t have to use music, but you can use words to perform!

When he was completely free from the influence of the sound wave technique, the sound of the flute stopped, and Mingwei's figure appeared. After a few leaps, he reached Ning Xiu's side.

"Sir." Mingwei nodded towards him.

Ning Xiu breathed out a sigh of relief and said with shame: "You said he brought the name of fortune teller back to the eyes of the world. Sure enough..."

Mingwei smiled faintly: "That's my master, not him."

Ning Xiu was startled: "Are you sure?"

Mingwei turned his head and called in a certain direction: "Your Excellency, you have to pay a price if you want to fake your name."

The man laughed and said: "Girl, don't you want to admit it? In the past five years, haven't you been thinking about being a master again? Why don't you want a master now that you have a man?"

Mingwei curled her lips and said disdainfully: "Don't speak so harshly. If you are really my master, forget it. You are a fake. If I don't beat you to death, I have a good temper and the courage to babble."

"How can you say that?" The other party's tone was helpless, as if an elder was looking at a presumptuous junior, "If you don't believe it, I can talk to you about old things, such as..."

"Shut up!" Mingwei said coldly, "So what if you have all the memories of Master? You don't have his depth at all, and you don't understand what kind of person he is. You just pretend, but A layer of appearance!"

"You girl..."

Mingwei interrupted him: "I once asked him how the master's wife died. He said that the master's wife was hit by an evil spirit when she was pregnant and lost her mind and died. He did blame himself very much and regretted it all the time. But I have never doubted my responsibility. When you said these things, didn’t I ask Master? But what was Master’s answer?”

There was no response there. ~IndoMTL.com~ Mingwei said slowly: "Master said that for many things in this world, you will not get results if you do it, and you will be rewarded if you pay. Those are just good wishes. However, these things still need someone to do them. , only by doing it again and again can we hope to achieve it."

She mocked: "Since you have his memory, is it difficult to find this conversation? But I think you must not understand his mood when he said these words. If he would think like you, he would not be disappointed at all. To such an end. Now, do you still want to pretend?"

The other side said calmly: "If you want to think so, there is nothing you can do as a teacher. However, you and I, master and disciple, can only stand on opposite sides."

Mingwei sneered: "Most of what I have done has been successful so far. Seeing that victory is in sight, I can see that my choice is right. And what about your Star Palace? Qianyan perished and you hid it for decades. , no one was supported, even if it were the same again, how could you have the confidence to be my enemy?"

She paused, and her expression showed a bit of scorn: "Besides, didn't you succeed in the Qianyan dynasty? But in the end, didn't Qianyan perish? History gave you a chance, but in the end you still became losers. , where do you have the confidence to speak nonsense in front of me!"