Chapter 329 Is it what I thought?
Bing Ling glared at him with her arms folded. "Such a secret is rarely known even to the younger generations of the Bingluan clan. How did you know this?"
"I accidentally fell into the secret place of the Bingluan clan." Puyang Zhengyi curled his lips.
I was almost discovered and almost died.
After all, he couldn't defeat a group of Ice Luans alone.
Bing Ling looked at Song Ningshu and said, "Let's go. They will come looking for us."
"Them? How many of you came?"
Bing Ling smiled, "One guard from the Xie family in Beihai is about the same."
Song Ningshu glanced at him.
The Xie family in Beihai has a guard of a hundred people, and he is playing tricks on them.
Song Ningshu turned around and Bing Ling followed her.
Puyang Zhengyi got up and followed them, "What on earth are you going to do at Puyang's house?"
There was less distraction and frivolity in his voice.
Bing Ling glanced at him sideways, "Do you have children?"
"I don't even have a Taoist partner, so where did the child come from?"
"Even if you don't have a Taoist partner, you can still have children by having affairs with other women."
Puyang Zhengyi sneered, "I'm not the kind of person who flirts with other women. Are you asking this because you're looking for your relatives?"
His Yang Yuan is still there.
His gaze fell on Song Ningshu again, "Are you here to look for your relatives? Then wasn't I trying to commit incest just now?"
So what is the difference between him and Puyang Zhengying?
Bing Ling: ...
Song Ningshu: ...
Bing Ling: "You don't have one, then what about Puyang Zhengying and Puyang Zhengyin?"
"Puyang Zhengying has many, probably around ten children. He has women from his own clan, as well as from the Weisheng, Qidiao, and Zisang clans, and even female cultivators from outside the Icefield."
"He hated our so-called father, but in the end, he became like him."
Song Ningshu thought of the fake Song Qiao.
"Puyang Zhengyin has a wife and a son, and his son is a hundred years old."
Bing Ling: "What kind of spiritual roots does Puyang Zhengyin's wife have?"
"The Icefield Tribe all have ice spirit roots." Puyang Zhengyi was slightly alert. "Why are you trying to find out so much?"
"Looking for relatives, you're right." Bing Ling looked at him, "Are there no children of Puyang Zhengying with water spiritual roots?"
Puyang Zhengyi's expression changed, looking extremely strange. "Yes, but the child was thrown away."
Song Ningshu and Bing Ling looked at each other.
“About how many years ago was it thrown away?”
"A hundred years ago."
He had seen it with his own eyes at that time. Although he felt a little cold-hearted, the child was pitiful and innocent, so he threw her into the edge of the ice area before she froze to death. Later, someone picked her up.
"girl?"
"Well, how does it relate to you?"
“Something.”
Puyang Zhengyi smiled and asked, "Are you looking for relatives for her?"
"Yeah." Song Ningshu glanced at him. His words were a bit frivolous, but his aura gave her a good feeling. He must be someone who likes to talk nonsense. "Do you know the details?"
"Are you finally willing to talk to me?" Puyang Zhengyi raised his eyebrows.
Song Ningshu stared at him, "Qing..."
"Stop, stop, stop! Little girl, don't scream!" Puyang Zhengyi spoke quickly. The beast's beating was too painful.
He really didn't want to die because of his restless heart. He thought he was a bit of a jerk, and he was really moved by her indifferent look.
Bing Ling mocked, "You remember the beating but not the pain."
When Qi Yangui comes, he will be beaten even if he is in the early stage of metamorphosis.
Puyang Zhengyi glanced at her again and suddenly said, "I think you look familiar."
Bing Ling gave him a sharp look and said, "Don't change the subject."
Puyang Zhengyi reluctantly changed the subject again, "The relationship between that child and me is a bit complicated. We are uncle and nephew, but also grandfather and grandson."
Song Ningshu and Bing Ling were both surprised.
Bing Ling: "Is it what I thought?"
Puyang Zhengyi: "What do you think?"
The sky suddenly turned dark, and icy rain suddenly began to fall. The earth shook violently, and the ice layer cracked with a "crack". A strong suction force came from the crack, and Song Ningshu was sucked in just as he was about to step into the air.
The change happened without warning.
Bing Ling: ...Why do accidents happen at critical moments?
In order to prevent being separated from Song Ningshu again, Bing Ling entered the space as soon as she fell.
Puyang Zhengyi held up the spiritual power shield, glanced at the man and the divine beast that suddenly disappeared beside him, and then looked at the crack.
The crack suddenly appeared under Song Ningshu's feet, so she couldn't escape immediately.
Puyang Zhengyi uttered a "tsk". "This is the first time I've encountered ice rain on an ice field. There are cracks in the ground. It might be helpful to go down and explore."
Song Ningshu tried his best to keep jumping under the suction of the crack and the steep and rugged ice walls on both sides.
She always felt that this was a prank specifically targeting her, but also that she was used to pranks.
Bing Ling came out of the space, but was pulled away by an unknown force and disappeared in front of Song Ningshu.
Song Ningshu didn't sense that he was in danger, so she felt slightly relieved.
An ice blade came from behind Song Ningshu. Song Ningshu pressed down hard, and the icicle under her foot broke. Her body sank, and the ice blade flew over her head, causing her hair to rise slightly.
Another ice blade flew from the front, and Song Ningshu's hand appeared with a thought, and he waved the ice blade away.
The next moment, an ice chain came from below and wrapped around Nianzhi.
Song Ningshu gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and gathered spiritual power in his hand.
But the ice chain still pulled Nianzhi away with incredible force, and Song Ningshu couldn't call him back even with his mind.
Nianzhi disappeared into the crack abyss where the cold wind blew, leaving no trace.
In the sea of consciousness, the connection with the cessation of thoughts still exists.
The ice and snow turned into arrows and flew towards Song Ningshu.
While steadying his body as he fell, Song Ningshu covered his hands with spiritual power and grabbed one of them. Ice and snow wrapped around it, and the length of the arrow increased.
Song Ningshu temporarily used it as a weapon and swung the arrow away.
More arrows and ice swords flew towards him, densely packed and at an incredible speed. Song Ningshu condensed the spiritual power in his hand into an ice sword and waved it away.
Several ice chains flew up from below and wrapped around Song Ningshu's ankles and wrists. Song Ningshu struggled but couldn't break free.
The strength on her hands and feet became heavier, and her movements were restricted by the ice chains. Song Ningshu struggled again, but still couldn't break free. The ice sword in her hand was dissolved, and she was left without a weapon.
Several icy sword rains flew from the side, but Song Ning bent down and narrowly avoided them.
The sword rain brushed against the hair, and the temperature gradually dropped to an extremely low temperature.
Another ice chain wrapped around Song Ningshu's waist and tightened.
Five ice chains restrained Song Ningshu's movements, and she could only dodge the rain of swords with difficulty.
Puyang Zhengyi had just stepped out of the crack when he was swept to an unknown place by a blanket of snow without even seeing Song Ningshu.
Song Ningshu tried to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, but found that the wood-type spiritual power had been disabled and could not be used.
Ice spiritual power wrapped around the chains and spread out the air waves. The flying rain of swords froze for a moment and then resumed its rapid progress.
The spiritual power fell on the part where the chain touched her body and turned into ice, which restricted her movements.
Several sword rains fell on Song Ningshu, who groaned and felt the pain spread.
On the top of the snow-capped mountain, two figures shrouded in light were looking at the ice curtain in front of them, but their facial expressions could not be seen.
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