Heavenly Monarch of All Times

Above the lobby, Han Ling looked at Nie Tian. After a full ten seconds, the stiff face had an expression, but it was still an incredible face.

Suddenly, he looked away from the night and seemed to be confirming to the latter. Isn't this a joke?

"He is my teacher, your teacher, the former **** of heaven in the past, Nie Tian!" Focusing on the night, giving Han Ling the most affirmative answer.

Han Ling still looked awkward and looked at Nie Tian hard. He seemed to be looking for a piece of evidence.

Nie Tian lightly smiled and said: "When you were a child, you came to the Temple of War and stole a nine-level panacea. I used swords to help you resolve the powerful power of the spirit."

Hearing the words of Nie Tian, ​​Han Ling suddenly stunned, and then his eyes suddenly became big. He remembered very clearly that only he and Nie Tian knew that even his father Han Fei did not know.

"Master!" Finally, Han Ling reacted and believed that the person in front of him was Nie Tian, ​​and he was so excited that he was kneeling on the ground.

Nie Tian stepped forward and helped him up and smiled. "I am really happy to see you are fine."

In the face of a hundred pairs of disciples, Nie Tianzhen is somewhat uncomfortable.

After a while, the three men calmed down.

Han Ling said everything about it.

It turned out that he was saved by the Promise Juggernaut Mo Qiang, and then Mo Qianxi left him with him and accepted him as a disciple. At that time, it was rescued by Mo Qiang from the night, but then Mo Qianxi will leave the night to the world of Sumi.

When I left the night, Han Ling was already fourteen and five years old, so I remember the look of the night and I recognized the night.

"You are a disciple of Mo Qianxi?" Nie Tian gave a slight glimpse, but this was what he could not think of, and then he laughed and said: "Don't call me a teacher later, call Mr. or an adult."

Since Han Ling is already a disciple of Mo Qianxi, if he still calls Nie Tianshigong, it would be too cheap for Mo Qiang.

Han Ling thought for a moment, of course, understand the meaning of Nie Tian, ​​nodded slightly.

"Han Ling, since you are a disciple of Mo Xiong, is the young master of Huang Yi who came with you, is also a disciple of Mo Xiong?" Nie Tian suddenly thought that before Han Ling called the younger brother of Huang Yi, he could not help but ask.

"Well, he is called Pu Feifan, the teacher's close disciple." Han Ling nodded and said: "The younger brother's Kendo talent is very high, is the teacher's most loved disciple. But he is too young, and his heart is proud. This time, I am coming to the world, and the teacher just wants to sharpen his spirit."

Nie Tian applauded and said: "At the age of twelve, there is a heavenly person with a strong strength. The sword is in a realm. This talent is really high. Mo Qianxi has received a good apprentice. But at such a young age, it is good to have a good spirit. Why do you want to polish it?"

If Nie Tian is a teacher of Pu Feifan, it will not prematurely polish the latter's spirit. Let him say a few years later, and temper the heart, preferably after the age of fifteen.

However, Mo Qianqi is a steady person and the way of the believers is different. Therefore, the spirit of Pu Feifan will be polished in advance.

If you change the nine thousand Sheng, this guy is a person who is in a hurry, not only will not sharpen Pu Feifan, but also encourage the latter, the more mad the better.

Nie Tian, ​​Mo Qianxi, Jiu Qiansheng, three of them are the strongest martial arts peaks, but the three characters are very different, so the way of the believers is different, there is no good or bad, and at most it is suitable.

Since Pu Feifan is a disciple of Mo Qianxi, Nie Tian certainly will not ask more.

"The epee boy just now is also very good. If he is in the heavens, he must be far better than the younger brother." Han Ling nodded, apparently referring to Duanmu.

Nie Tian smiled lightly and didn't say much.

Pu Fei Fan Jian Dao is very talented, but Duanmu Road is not bad, just because he was born in a small world of 3,000, so the current strength is relatively weak.

If Duanmu Road was born in the Divine Realm, the strength at this time is very likely to be the Tiandi territory, and the martial art realm is definitely more than the sword.

"Han Ling, you suddenly came, is Mo Daren let you come?" At this time, suddenly asked from the night.

Among the heavens, Mo Qianxi is the only one who knows that the night is in the holy light of the world.

"Ah!" Han Ling reacted and couldn't help but scream, and immediately took out a letter and handed it to the night, saying: "The teacher asked me to come to you, let me give this letter to you."

I took the letter from the night and took it apart. I looked at it and handed it to Nie Tian. After reading the letter, the corner of the mouth could not help but raise a bitter smile.

"Mr. Nie, what did the teacher say in his heart?" Han Ling saw Nie Tian's reaction and couldn't help but ask.

Nie Tian handed the letter to Han Ling, but said to himself: "So, the news that I am still alive has spread, and everyone who knows knows."

Mo Qiang’s letter was written to the night, and he said in his heart that he already knew that Nie Tian was not dead, and that he was in the world, so that Nie Tian must be found in the night.

Since Mo Qianxi knows that Nie Tian is not dead, then other people will definitely know.

Before the emergence of the Celestial Killer, Nie Tian did not know their identity, but he was basically sure that it must be from Luo Chen.

Mo Qianxi also said in the letter that if he finds Nie Tian, ​​let him not return to the Heavenly World, because Luo Chen is ready to target him.

"This is Luo Chen faint! How does he know that Mr. Nie is still alive?" Han Ling looked at the letter, could not help but look low, his eyes released terrible anger.

His father, Han Fei, was still imprisoned by Luo Chen in the Tianya Purgatory, and he hated Luo Chen.

However, his strength is too weak to rescue Han Fei.

"Teacher, what do you want to do?" Stayed at the night and looked at Nie Tian.

"What can I do?" Nie Tian smiled lightly, and his mouth raised a cold smile. He said: "Since Luo Chen has already spread the big net waiting for me, if I don't go, I am not wasting his some. Hard work. Heavenly domain, I must go back, and I will go back soon!"

Luo Chen faint means cruel and poisonous, but Nie Tianqi is the kind of person who is afraid of death, his big hatred has not been reported, if it is directly frustrated by Luo Chen fainted, then he still reported any hatred!

Focusing on the night, he has long known that Nie Tian will never go to the Heavenly Divine because of a reminder of Mo Qianxi, which is not in line with Nie Tian’s character.

"Han Ling, you can rest assured. I will rescue your father." Nie Tian looked at Han Ling, solemnly said.

Han Ling nodded his head and suppressed the huge anger. Every day, when he thought of his father suffering in the end of the world, the feeling of heartache made him unable to bear.

He once asked Mo Qianxi, who clearly has the ability to rescue Han Fei, why not do it.

Mo Qianxi always told him with a dignified look that the things of Nie Tian were not as simple as they were.

"To the eight uncles." At this time, Han Ling suddenly thought of something, a red token in his hand, handed to the night, said: "The teacher asked me to give this token to you, saying that after you see it, I will understand."

"Red Flames!" Looking at the token in the hands of Han Ling, Nie Tian and the night were silent.