Chapter 2838: Saint's question

After Li Tian jumped out, he walked away from the sky. .
He displayed a mysterious wind step, which was fast and scary.
On the street, only a shadow can be seen flashing past at an incredible speed.
When the people of the demons who were walking on the street saw a shadow flashing past, some were scared to dodge, and some were scared to scream.
No way, Li Tian's speed is too fast.
In a blink of an eye, Li Tian had already flew outside the city.
Standing outside the city, it was a pity that Situ Ningbing could not be seen.
Outside the capital, the sky was filled with yellow sand and the north wind howled.
Li Tian stood in the barren and whistling north wind, his brows were suddenly frowned, his sharp eyes looked at the endless yellow sand and muttered, "Ningbing, where did they go?"
Li Tian thought for a while, suddenly his eyes closed slightly.
Then he condensed the whole body's internal energy accumulation and consciousness, Li Tian's current strength has reached the power of profound spiritual intelligence, so at the moment when he accumulated the internal energy of his whole body, his ears were erected, and then he listened to what was passed in the cold wind Any news that comes.
Li Tian listened little by little.
Suddenly, Li Tian's ears heard the sound of horses hoof running in the northwest direction.
The moment he heard the sound, Li Tian's bright eyes opened.
Then he smiled and said, "It's northwest."
As his voice fell, Li Tian quickly moved his figure, and then his body swiftly swept toward the northwest direction.
In the whistling of the north wind, Li Tian's figure disappeared.
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But where did the Situ Ningbing and the four high-level blood illusionists of the demons go?
There is a huge maple forest in the northwest outside the demon capital.
The maple forest was luxuriant, and when the cold wind blew, the yellow leaves fell from the maple tree, looking quite artistic.
At this moment, I saw a lonely figure standing silently under this dense maple forest.
Look carefully, that person is the beautiful Situ Ningbing, who turned out to be here.
At a distance of more than ten meters behind her, standing are the four high-level blood illusionists of the demon race protecting her.
Situ Ningbing stood alone in front of her, a trace of melancholy that could not be concealed appeared on her beautiful and flawless face, she seemed to be thinking about something...and she seemed to be thinking about something there.
Just as Situ Ning Bing stood in front of him, suddenly a demon blood illusionist in a black robe came over behind him.
"Holy woman, the air here is cold, plus the saint woman's illness has just recovered, so the subordinates think we should go back sooner." The black-robed blood illusionist looked at the Situ Ning Bing with concern.
But seeing Situ Ningbing suddenly shook his head and said, "No, I want to stay here for a while."
"Saint..." The blood illusionist of the Demon Race seemed to want to say something more, but was suddenly stopped by Situ Ningbing with his hand.
"Stop talking." Situ Ning said coldly.
The moment he heard the cold voice of Situ Ning, the blood illusionist of the Demon Race could only shut his mouth and did not dare to speak any more, and then prepared to retreat.
At this moment, Situ Ningbing turned his head abruptly and looked at the Demon Blood Illusionist who was about to retreat and said, "I ask you one thing, and you have to answer me truthfully now."
The blood illusionist heard Situ Ningbing's words, so he hurriedly said, "Subordinates listen to the saint's answer."
Situ Ningbing turned around, looking at the dead leaves flying down from the maple tree in beautiful eyes, and then muttered in his mouth: "I ask you, before I became a saint What is it like? And why can't I remember the past? Why is my memory only about one or two years?"
The blood illusionist suddenly heard Situ Ningbing's question in front of him, and his face suddenly changed.
The whole person stood there speechlessly.
"Holy woman, this...this...this..." The blood illusionist hesitated as if there was something unspeakable, afraid to answer.
Situ Ningbing suddenly turned a cold pretty face, looking at the blood illusionist in front of him.
"Say? I ask you something." Situ Ningbing stared at the blood illusionist in front of him.
The blood illusionist's face was pale, and he suddenly fell to his knees and said: "Subordinates dare not... Subordinates can't say."
"Why? Why didn't you dare to say it?" Situ Ningbing in front of him suddenly heard this guy say so, not only was he surprised.
The blood illusionist knelt on the ground, lowered his head and dared not say a word.
"Hmph, don't you say it? If you don't say it anymore, this saint will kill you with one palm." Situ Ningbing threatened the blood illusionist in front of him.
Who knows that the blood illusionist didn't even move, and whispered there: "Even if the saint killed her subordinate, the subordinate dare not say."
"Asshole, why don't you dare to say?" Situ Ningbing said angrily.
Of course she couldn't really kill the men in front of her, so she shouted angrily.
After hearing Situ Ningbing's words, the subordinate lowered his head and said nothing.
Situ Ning glanced at his men with cold eyes, and said in his heart: He even dared not say anything in front of him, is there someone more powerful than himself putting pressure on these illusions?
In the entire imperial city, apart from the Devil Emperor, no one has the right of her saintess. Could it be his foster father who forbids them to tell the secret? Situ Ningbing suddenly thought in his mind.
"Is it because of my foster father? Because of the Demon Emperor?" Situ Ningbing suddenly turned his face to look at the blood illusionist under him.
When the blood illusionist heard Situ Ningbing guessed it, he knelt on the ground and said: "Subordinates can't say...really can't say...As long as I dare to say a word, I will destroy the Nine Clan."
When Situ Ningbing heard this, he had already fully judged it in his mind at this moment.
"It seems that the foster father really gave the order! Because of the entire Demon Clan, only the Demon Emperor can issue the order to destroy the Nine Clan."
"In this case, I have to go to my adoptive father in person, and then ask to understand that my adoptive father loves me so much and I believe he will tell me the truth." Situ Ningbing thought secretly in that mind.
After thinking about it this way, she glanced at the blood illusionist of the Demon Race who was kneeling on the ground beside her and said: "Well, you can get up! I won't ask you."
"Thank you...thank you saint...thank you saint." The blood illusionist who knelt on the ground buckled his head and thanked Situ Ningbing in front of him, and said in the cold sweat that wiped his face.
Situ Ningbing didn't look at him, but said slightly, "Go back!"