Medical Sovereign

"I'm old and can't escape anymore."

Grandma sighed softly, looked sadly at the cobweb-covered room, and said resignedly: "It has been so long, and I have figured it out. If your grandpa dies, then nothing will be mentioned. If he is still alive, Sooner or later, I will come back to see grandma. If I don’t leave, I will wait for him at home until he comes back.”

"Grandma, I'm not comforting you, I'm serious. If grandpa is dead, why are those people chasing you? This means that grandpa is either trapped somewhere or controlled by someone, but he is definitely still alive."

Seeing the sad look of her miserable grandma, Ding Ning's nose felt sore and she almost shed tears. She took a deep breath and analyzed it carefully.

But grandma smiled bitterly and shook her head, overturning his guess: "The people who are chasing me are not chasing me because of your grandfather, but other forces."

"Is it the Pure Land of Sanskrit?"

This answer was beyond Ding Ning's expectation. He frowned and said in confusion: "If I remember correctly, there is not even a single strong person in the Holy Martial Realm in the Sanskrit Pure Land, right? Grandma is a strong person in the late Shenwu Realm. How could she be hunted by them for so many years? ?”

Grandma kept her secret and said: "You can say yes, you can say no, but you must not underestimate any ancient martial arts sect. They have been able to exist under the nose of the holy sect until now. Which family can not do this?" trump card.”

"You're saying that there are unparalleled masters hidden in the Pure Land of Sanskrit, but they're just hiding their clumsiness for fear of being suppressed by the Holy Sect?"

Ding Ning asked in shock.

"It's not the Pure Land of Sanskrit."

Grandma shook her head, hesitated for a moment and then revealed a shocking secret: "Although the Holy Sect has a profound foundation, its strength has begun to deteriorate since the old shareholders of the Holy Sect entered the Demon Abyss one after another over the years and never returned. Although I haven't found any clues about your grandfather in the past forty years, I have discovered that a very powerful mysterious force is secretly infiltrating the ancient martial arts sect. Many ancient martial arts sects have been secretly controlled by this force. Maybe it won't be long before... There will be a bloody storm in the ancient martial arts world, and the Holy Sect may no longer exist. I am being hunted because I discovered a big secret of this mysterious force, and they will not let me go. "

Ding Ning was shocked and said in a voiceless voice: "A divine organization?"

"Do you know about the Goddess organization?"

Grandma looked at him in surprise.

"certainly,

This divine organization is very mysterious. It follows the path of combining martial arts and technology. It is very powerful. I have ruined many of their good things. Now they are eager to get rid of me. "

Ding Ning said with a serious expression.

The Divine Origin Organization is his old rival. If the mysterious force secretly infiltrating the Ancient Martial Sect is really the Divine Origin Organization, it would be a huge disaster.

You must know that although he can't deal with several major holy sects, it has to be said that these holy sects are definitely the Dinghai Shenzhen in the ancient martial arts world. Even if they don't care about worldly affairs, they can still have a deterrent effect.

But once the Holy Sect is destroyed, the world will inevitably be in chaos. Each powerful and ambitious ancient martial arts sect will start a bloody storm in order to become the new Holy Sect. The mysterious force will add fuel to the fire from behind, and even affect the harmony of the secular world. Stabilize or even shake the foundation of China.

"I know about the Goddess organization. I didn't expect you to have dealt with them. But as far as I know, that mysterious force is not the Goddess organization, but a mysterious organization called the Temple of Death."

Grandma shook her head, unexpectedly overturning his guess again.

"Death Temple?"

Ding Ning muttered blankly, not having any impression of this strange and mysterious organization.

"Yes, Death God Temple, there are many masters in this organization, and many of them are strong in the Holy Martial Realm, but they call the strong in the Holy Martial Realm Saints."

Grandma said with a serious look: "If I hadn't practiced a kind of sonic martial arts, which can be used unexpectedly and make people unable to guard against it, I'm afraid I would have died in the hands of these saints."

"Saint?"

Ding Ning showed a look of astonishment, with a cold light in his eyes, and said with a sneer: "What is the Temple of Death? It's just a vest, but behind it is the divine organization. They call the strong ones in the Holy Martial Realm saints. This god American organizations are really everywhere, they are everywhere.”

"A title can't explain the problem. I know the Goddess organization. Most of them are Westerners, but this Temple of Death is all Easterners."

Grandma said a little doubtfully.

"The Divine Origin organization conducts experiments on living people to develop genetic drugs. The test subjects are not just Westerners, but people of all skin colors. Since the Death God Temple is going to infiltrate all the major ancient martial arts sects, naturally all the people sent will have Eastern faces."

Ding Ning said firmly that with the huge power of the divine organization, it is not difficult to establish a warrior organization with Easterners alone.

"Grandma, are the strength of those saints different from the normal fighting methods of the strong ones in the holy martial realm?"

In order to confirm his guess, Ding Ning asked in detail.

"have no idea."

Grandma replied with some embarrassment: "I have never dealt with strong people in the Saint Martial Realm, so naturally I don't know the difference between them and Saints."

Ding Ning suddenly realized, yes, with grandma's strength, she was not qualified to fight against a strong person in the Holy Martial Realm. How could she possibly know the difference between a strong person in the Holy Martial Realm and a Saint.

"Then feel the difference between the aura of those saints and mine."

Ding Ning quietly released the pressure of the Holy Martial Realm and enveloped Grandma Xiang.

Feeling the terrifying coercion as vast as the sea of ​​stars, grandma's eyes showed horror, and she lost her voice in shock: "Are you already at the Saint Martial Realm?"

"Well, the peak of the holy martial arts."

Ding Ning scratched his head and said shyly.

Grandma's expression was unpredictable, her heart was full of mixed feelings, and she didn't know what to say.

There is joy, envy, shock, pride, pride, and a touch of depression.

Her husband, Ding Dian, was already amazingly talented and beautiful back then. He had already become a peak Zhenwu expert at the age of twenty. In her heart, he was definitely an evil figure with unparalleled talents in the world, whom she admired and was proud of.

Unexpectedly, his grandson was even more evil than his husband. He had already become a peak Saint Martial Powerhouse in his early twenties, which was two realms higher than that of his husband.

When she thought about the continuous breakthroughs she had made in the escape of life and death over the years, she was still only in the late stage of Shenwu. Compared with her grandson, these decades had been like a dog's life. How could she not be depressed?

But when she thought that this was her precious grandson, her frustration was immediately thrown out of the sky. Instead, she was filled with joy. She laughed with joy and said: "Okay, okay, I am a heroic grandson. He is better than his predecessors. He is indeed my precious grandson, great.”

"Hey, luck, luck."

Ding Ning rubbed his nose and said modestly.

"Hey, although you can't be proud, you can't belittle yourself either. Luck is also a part of strength. I didn't expect that my grandson, Lin Manxue, is so good. I'm so happy."

Grandma couldn’t close her mouth with laughter.

"Haha...what? Wait, grandma, what's your name?"

Ding Ning was so embarrassed by the praise, and was about to continue to be modest, when he heard grandma's name, he was suddenly shocked, and asked with his eyes widened in astonishment.

"Grandma's name is Lin Manxue. What's wrong?"

Grandma gave him a puzzled look.

Ding Ning's mouth was wide enough to fit a big duck egg in, and he looked at grandma with strange eyes. After a long time, he was unsure and said, "Grandma, are you the Poison Rakshasa with the second highest bounty on the Dark Flower List? "

"What a poisonous Rakshasa, huh, grandma's nickname is Death-Destroying Rakshasa."

Grandma seemed to be dissatisfied with the nickname Poison Rakshasa, muttering unhappily, and then her face changed slightly, and she looked at Ding Ning in astonishment: "Ding Ning, Ding Ning, why does this name sound so familiar? The reward on the hidden flower list is No. Isn’t that Ding Ning from Three the same person?”

Ding Ning touched his nose and nodded dumbfounded. Unexpectedly, his grandma turned out to be the poisonous Rakshasa who had a higher bounty than him. He hugged his fists mischievously: "Should I tell grandma? The sound has been admired for a long time.”

Grandma was still a little worried about the safety of her precious grandson, but when she thought about his strength, who else in the world could hurt him? He immediately felt relieved, hugged his fists in an obviously good mood, and said with a smile like a flower: "Then grandma should say I'm disrespectful."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. Unexpectedly, both their grandfather and grandson were on the dark flower list, and they even occupied the second and third places.

While Ding Ning and grandma were chatting at night, Gu Shao, Cheng Xu and Chen Xiaolu were drinking wine in the decadent era of Urumqi.

Young Master Gu was obviously a frequent nightclub person. Although the bar was very noisy, he didn't care. He watched with interest as the men and women twisted wildly to the deafening music on the dance floor, squandering their excess energy and sweat.

"Xiaolu, do you come here often?"

Seeing that Chen Xiaolu looked very familiar with this place, even the waiter seemed to know her, so she asked loudly in Chen Xiaolu's ear.

It doesn't matter if it's too loud. The music here is so loud that I can't even speak clearly when talking face to face.

Chen Xiaolu nodded excitedly, leaned into his ear and said loudly: "Yes, I come here often after get off work."

"It seems like it's quite a mess here. Doesn't your dad just care about you?"

Young Master Gu asked curiously. After all, Governor Cheng's character seemed to him to be extremely rigid and harsh. How could he trust his precious daughter to come to such an all-night bar?

"It's not chaotic. Although there are people from all walks of life here, it's actually not chaotic at all."

Chen Xiaolu said loudly and disapprovingly: "This was recommended to me by Secretary Yang."

Young Master Gu looked thoughtful. As the leader's secretary, Yang Qifei dared to recommend the leader's daughter to come here to play. It seemed that he either knew the wine thoroughly or had some kind of special relationship with him. He would definitely be able to guarantee Xiaolu's stay. Totally safe here.

He quietly observed the surroundings quietly, and soon discovered that there were several people dressed up nearby. Although they seemed to be unintentional, they would always glance at Chen Xiaolu's location from time to time.

Young Master Gu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was also worried that he and Cheng Xu would not be able to protect Chen Xiaolu if someone with shortsightedness came to cause trouble. After all, this was not Yanjing, but no one knew who he was, even if they could later If you regain your position, you will definitely suffer the immediate loss.

Glancing at Cheng Xu, who was holding his cell phone and looking distracted, Mr. Gu secretly wondered, this kid usually goes crazy when he plays in nightclubs, why is it so abnormal this time?

"Hey, how are you?"

Mr. Gu leaned close to Cheng Xu's ear and asked loudly.

"Ah...no, no, what's wrong?"

Cheng Xu was startled, screamed, and replied in a panic.

Chen Xiaolu also noticed his brother's abnormality, turned his head and looked at him and said loudly and strangely: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't you always like this kind of nightclub the most? I recommended this place based on your hobbies, why do you look so absent-minded? "