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At this moment, Ning Fengzhi could even feel a faint murderous aura spreading from Jiang Li's body.

The murderous aura was not strong, not even harsh.

But it's incredibly pure.

Feeling this inadvertent killing intent, the smile on Ning Fengzhi's face slowly faded.

After a moment of silence and adding a few dry firewood to the fire, he spoke slowly.

"I met him when I went to Gengxin City two years ago. At that time, he had already broken through level 60. After so long, his cultivation should have been stable."

"As for you, you have just broken through the Soul Emperor. Going to his territory to kill him single-handedly is a bit too risky. Why don't you go back to the sect with me to consolidate your cultivation first? It won't be too late to go after a while."

Jiang Li's expression did not change at all.

"I've been waiting for more than ten years."

His voice was not loud and his tone was very calm.

But this kind of plainness is more frightening than gritting one's teeth.

That was not anger, but a rational decision.

Ning Fengzhi looked into her eyes for a long time and sighed softly.

"In that case -" After thinking for a moment, Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and then said to Jiang Li.

"Okay, be safe."

Gu Rong couldn't help but was stunned. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he saw Ning Fengzhi's eyes, he closed it again.

He knew this man - he seemed gentle, but in fact once he made a decision, no one else could persuade him to come back.

"In that case...okay."

After a sleepless night, the three of them set off at dawn.

After thinking about it all night, Jiang Li also regretted it all night.

She was careless. She swore at the time that she should only use one of the spirits. Now it's fine. If Ning Rongrong really fell in love with her, how would she end it?

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt a slight sting in his chest. When he lowered his head, he saw that Zhu Er had crawled out at some point, with only a small head exposed. The look he looked at himself even contained a hint of grievance.

"Zhu'er, don't be like this. I'm referring to that martial soul, not you. You know our feelings. We have been dependent on each other for so many years. How can I be willing to let you disappear into ashes?"

"Okay, go back quickly and stop making trouble."

Although the sound was like that of a mosquito or a fly, the spider seemed to hear it clearly and glared at Gracilaria with a resentful look before reluctantly shrinking back.

Ning Fengzhi and the two saw this scene, looked at each other, and smiled bitterly.

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