Heavenly Monarch of All Times

"They haven't returned yet?"

Nie Tian saw the ancient tomb without a strange look, could not help but sink into a heart, then asked.

"Ok."

The ancient tomb nodded and nodded, and said: "The calculation of time, the soul of the emperor and the cold master should have returned, but there is still no news, it should be delayed."

Nie Tian brows his wrinkles, even though the ancient Mausoleum is very euphemistic, but he can still hear the seriousness of the situation.

When the night of the night and the cold frost leave without dust, it is the most crucial moment for the selection of the sky. If the two of them do a good job, they should rush back in the first place.

But now that I have not returned, it is obviously a trouble.

"Nie Tian, ​​you don't have to worry, the souls of the Emperor and the cold masters are all people, and will definitely come back safely."

The ancient tomb sees Nie Tian’s worries and comforts.

"hope so."

Nie Tian nodded and looked helpless.

Even if he is worried, it will be useless. He can only hope that the night and cold frost can solve the trouble in time.

"How is the progress of the selection of the sky?"

Nie Tian looked at the ancient tomb and continued to ask.

He was in a coma for half a month. If the selection of the day is going well, it should be in the final stage.

"The selection of everything is going well, it is already over yesterday."

The ancient tomb heard that Nie Tian asked about the selection of the sky, and finally revealed a smile, faintly said.

"ended?"

Nie Tian was a glimpse, and was surprised.

He did not think that the selection of the sky would end so early.

"Ok."

The ancient tomb nodded and explained: "After a war half a month ago, the only military who stayed to participate in the selection was only half of the original. After that, we chose the remaining people to let some family members, The martial arts who originally had Zongmen, and the slightly weaker people left directly."

"There are only over 10,000 people who eventually participated in the election and final election.

In order to ensure that everything goes well, no onlookers are allowed to be present during the election and final elections.

In this way, Haotian's selection progressed a lot faster, and it ended early. ”

"That's good, it's really not suitable for recruiting too many new disciples at once."

Nie Tian nodded and agreed with the ancients.

Compared with the end of Haotian's selection, it is even more surprising for Nie Tian that the Emperor's Palace and the Heavenly Singing Court did not come to trouble again.

Then, the ancient tomb said nothing more than Nie Tian, ​​and then left with Qingqi.

In the room, only Nie Tian and Mo Ruyi are left.

"If you are, can you come alone this time?"

Nie Tian looked at Mo Ruzhen, and his eyes flashed with a smile, and asked with a smile.

"The red-haired predecessors sent me to come."

Ink did not respond for a moment, nodded back.

"I mean, is it only you?"

Nie Tian smiled again and asked in aggravated tone.

Ink was first glimpsed, then he understood it, but his face flashed a worries, then smiled and said: "Do you want to ask everyone?"

"Where."

Nie Tian whispered and said: "Our child called this name."

"Ok."

Ink nodded and said: "I hope that his voice is just plain, so give him the name Nie Fan."

Nie Tian nodded deeply, but there was an inexplicable pain in his heart.

He can't understand the mind of ink, but in the world, how can he get rid of everything?

It’s probably not difficult for an ordinary person to spend a lifetime, but for a warrior, it is the hardest thing.

Even though Mo Ruyi named his son Nie Fan, how could he be ordinary?

Ink has experienced too much, so I hope that my children will be ordinary.

But unfortunately, the ordinary word can only be her wish.

"Where is the child coming?"

Nie Tian immediately gaze again and asked urgently.

"He is in the middle of his life, and he can't leave now."

As a little glimpse of the eyebrows, the ink stretched out again and smiled. He said: "He is six years old and has been practicing with his predecessors, so he can't come."

"It’s six years old."

Nie Tian's eyes were slightly condensed, and he couldn't help but sketch a tender face in his mind, and his mouth was warm and smiling.

But the next moment, Nie Tian was a wrinkle, seemingly surprised, looking at the ink, and asked: "Where is he okay?"

"You, see it."

Ink 曦 曦 once again, silently admitted.

"If you are, what happened to him?"

Nie Tian eyes suddenly condensed, regardless of the pain of the whole body, stood up directly.

Just now he has seen that there is some dodge between the words of Mo Ruyi, and there is always a worry between the Emei.

In addition, Mo Ruyi said that Nie Fan was unable to come because he wanted to cultivate, which is really too far-fetched reason.

Nie Tian Nie Fan and his son, never met each other. Since the ink is coming, it should naturally come along.

Nie Fan did not come, there is only one reason, that is, the body is different.

"Nie Tian, ​​actually, I am here to find you, just for the sake of everything."

Ink 曦 曦 knows that it can't be concealed, only to sigh, the eyes are a little moist, said: "Where he is afraid, I am afraid..." "What are you afraid of?"

Nie Tian saw that Mo Ruyi was hesitant and asked urgently.

At this point, his heart has already had a bad hunch, and the sweat on the forehead directly oozes out.

"I am afraid that there is a danger of life."

Ink finally said it, and the tears in his eyes fell silently.

"what happened?"

Nie Tian’s face was stiff, but he had to force himself to calm down and ask.

If the ink sorrows and grieves, and calms down the mood a little, this is said: "Whenever a child is born, the body is full of a pattern like a curse, and the body is very weak.

The red-born predecessors found a lot of people to treat him, but there has been no improvement. ”

"Afterwards, the predecessors of the Red Emperor took the practice of the mortal, and as the cultivation of the mortal is constantly refined, the body is also much stronger."

"But a month ago, the curse of the child suddenly broke out, first the skin cracked and the wound could not heal.

After that, the whole body became festering, and the whole person exuded a very pungent corpse. ”

"The red-born predecessors invited a lot of St. Dan, but no one can find out the cause of the child.

It is only possible to let the children apply some medicinal herbs every day, and then rely on the predecessors to suppress themselves, and then barely maintain their lives. ”

Having said that, the tears of ink like this are falling again.

No one can understand, when she looks at her own children, she suffers from the kind of inhuman torture and the feeling of heartache.

Nie Tianyi was cold and the whole person stood stiffly, and his heart seemed to be shackled by an invisible hand.

For so many years, there is no Nie Tian figure in everything that Mo Ruyi and Nie Fan and his mother have experienced.

When the ink came to Nie Tian with helplessness, he was unconscious, not only could not help, but even became cumbersome.

Nie Tian, ​​he is not a good husband, not a qualified father!