Jing Che’s ex-wife...is not dead.

Yu Ling knew what this meant, but he still couldn't figure out why Jing Che's wife betrayed her husband. What was her identity?

The mystery seems to have been solved a little, but it seems to be even more clouded.

"We can't find out any more specific information, because this is a very secretive matter in the Ruiya Palace. Even Mei Lindong can't ask too much. I think the best solution is to kidnap Jing Ping away.

, he should be inseparable after being tortured, and it looks like that kid doesn’t seem to be a hard-nosed person." Fang Zijin slapped his thigh and said.

Yu Ling said calmly: "How to operate it specifically?"

"Uh... specific things... aren't you here, junior brother?" Fang Zijin said with a smile.

"Don't alarm the snake now. You can continue to observe the situation in Duke Ruiya's Mansion, because the top twelve Grand Dukes are all confirmed enemies of the royal family. The more information you know, the better. However, if the situation at Mei Lindong's side is

If there is any change, please notify me immediately. This is a special communication talisman made by the royal family. Please hold it." Yu Ling said.

"Then let Jing Ping be free for a while." Fang Zijin took the communication talisman and said with concern: "Junior brother, you must be careful on the front line. After all, so many people want you to die, even though this is just a clone.

, but if you die, it will eventually have a great negative impact on your self, so you can just do whatever you want."

"Well, you must also be careful. The first principle is not to be exposed, and gathering intelligence comes second."

"No problem! I'll leave first then. Junior brother, you have a good rest." Fang Zijin waved his hand crisply and neatly. After Yu Ling removed the sound barrier, he disappeared in a flash.

…

Three days later, Yu Ling woke up from her trance and walked out of the room refreshed, wondering what to do next.

But before he walked a few steps, he saw Jun Lou running over with a lot of invitations in his arms, and said with a bit of teasing on his face: "Here, Wen Wei, I have accumulated a lot of waste paper in the past few days.

, do you want to take a look?"

"No, just throw it away for me." Yu Ling, the more important person, had already seen it, so he just waved his hand without looking at it.

"Don't be so heartless and cold-hearted. Many of them are young ladies in their twenties. Anyway, Wen Wei, you are still single. Do you really not think about it?" Jun Lou blinked.

"No need really, I'm not interested."

"Well, it seems that your favorite thing is the formation." Junlou put away the pile of invitations with a swish.

"Why do you keep all this waste paper?" Yu Ling wondered.

"This, although it is not written to me, this is the first time in my life that I have seen so many love letters. I will go back and change the names, which will be enough for me to read for a week!" Junlou said seriously.

Yu Ling: "..."

"Ah, by the way, I almost forgot about business. Master Chu asked me to call you to the guest house just now." Jun Lou patted his forehead.

"Okay, I understand." Yu Ling nodded, said goodbye to Jun Lou and left.

Keqing's Mansion was not far away. Yu Ling quickly found Chu Beiming, who was standing outside a closed room. When he saw Yu Ling coming, he waved to him mysteriously, with no words on his face.

What expression.

"What's wrong, Mr. Chu?" Yu Ling stepped forward inexplicably.

Chu's inscription said in an unusually serious tone: "Something has happened."

Yu Ling's mind tightened and she muttered: "Is it serious?"

"Well...the knife is fine, but I almost died." Chu Beiming showed a strange look.

"What... situation?" Yu Ling was stunned.

"Sure enough, spiritual weapons that are born with souls are extraordinary. Leader Yun, your sword is so murderous that even I can't bear it. I finally finished raising the soul under the pressure, and then ran away from the room.

If he comes out, I think unless you, the master, go to get him in person, you will really kill the gods and kill the Buddha." Chu Beiming said with a bitter smile.

"Well, I really feel sorry for Mr. Chu." Yu Ling said apologetically.

"No, no. In fact, I am ashamed to say that I was defenseless and was almost knocked down by a spiritual weapon. Fortunately, no one was watching in the room at the time, otherwise I would have put my old face there."

Chu Beiming continued to smile bitterly.

"Then now is..."

"Oh, it's over now. I should have lived up to my trust. Leader Yun, please go in carefully. I really can't do anything with your knife." Chu Beiming pointed to the door of the house.

Yu Ling cautiously opened a crack in the door, and a sharp energy rushed to her face instantly, trying her best to break through the obstacles of the room's formation.

However, when Yu Ling ducked into the house, the sword energy that filled it made him feel like a fish in water, and even Guyang Jue became active and active without knowing it.

"Ningmo?" Yu Ling tried to call.

"#%*&..." A strange voice didn't know what it was saying.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that the voice pronounced with some difficulty: "Zhi... lord, master?"

This was the first time Yu Ling heard Ning Mo's voice clearly. The last time he woke up, he only said the word "kill". It was more like the instinctive echo of the Ning Mo Sword rather than a normal conversation.

"Are you finally awake?" Yu Ling saw the ink-condensing knife floating in the middle of the quiet room at a glance. It shone with a deep luster like obsidian. For others, it would probably hurt their eyes to look at it more, but in Yu Ling's eyes

In front of Ling, it becomes gentle and harmless.

Yu Ling slowly walked forward, and the Ningmo Knife slowly floated towards him.

"I'm awake." Ningmo's voice was steady and powerful, echoing directly in Yu Ling's mind.

"I'm sorry, it took me until today to finally wake you up." Yu Ling gently stretched out her hand and slowly but powerfully grasped the handle of the Ningmo Knife.

At this moment, as if bones and blood were connected, an electric shock-like feeling instantly spread throughout Yu Ling's body, making him feel in a trance that holding this knife was like holding the whole world.

Countless pictures flashed before his eyes, from the first time he took over the Ningmo Knife, to countless bloody fights, to the hugely different decisive battle in the heart of Crescent Mountain.

Countless times, he faced nearly invincible enemies, but he never retreated or fell.

"I have actually forgotten a lot of things, but I think they are not important anymore because I have not forgotten the meaning of my existence."

Ningmo's voice sounded calmly: "I am willing to recognize you as my master, because we...are the same kind."

The operation of Guyang Jue was getting faster and faster, almost exceeding the limit that Yuling's meridians could bear. Even his blood became hot, as if it would turn into flames and burn at any time.

Yu Ling did not let go of the handle of the knife, but instead held it tighter. He responded softly: "Then let's fight side by side."

He allowed his profound energy to surge forward, and eventually all the rivers returned to the sea, turning into a torrent that drowned everything, crashing through an invisible barrier.

When promoting the development of Western Union, Yu Ling had already reached the peak of King Kong. Although for others, it would be difficult to break through this barrier within ten or eight years, the bottleneck of the Guyuan realm did not seem to be a problem for Yu Ling.

Not that obvious.

Because his bloodline and Ancient Yang Technique are so overbearing, coupled with the unparalleled evil energy of the Ningmo Sword, even the strongest barrier will be broken by this combined force!

"Buzz——"

Yu Ling's mysterious energy seemed to be reborn. They gradually calmed down after the volcanic eruption and re-infiltrated Yu Ling's limbs and bones, transforming his skin, flesh, bones, blood and everything.

A faint golden luster lingered in Yu Ling's body. His body underwent a qualitative change at this moment. It was probably tougher than many weapons. This was an essential rebirth.

"Kaka..."

Scarlet blood mist spread out from Yu Ling's body. Such transformation was extremely unreasonable. Many warriors relaxed their vigilance at the moment of breaking through the Solid Yuan realm, and ended up dying on the last step.

Such severe pain is no easier than any torture. The severe pain hits Yuling's consciousness like a tide, dragging him into the abyss of darkness. However, Yuling still holds on to a glimmer of clarity with difficulty, silently waiting for the end of the transformation.

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Finally, when his last bone turned pale gold, Yu Ling's profound energy was exhausted, and for a moment he couldn't help but feel a contradictory feeling of being both powerful and weak.
Chapter completed!