Soon, Ning yu'er was saved, but the nine day dragon rope was still wrapped around his neck. Poor Ning Xiaotian Wang lay flat on the ground, his legs were still kicking like frogs, his hands were helpless, and he scratched in the air, his eyes were bulging like a dead fish, and his face was even more livid.

If it is an ordinary rope, of course, it is impossible to hang a powerful man in the holy realm, but this is the Dragon rope of the nine heavenly gods, which is the tool of the Heavenly Emperor. At this time, Ning yu'er's whole body cultivation was forbidden, even the spirit was completely suppressed, and he was no different from ordinary people, even worse than ordinary people. Ordinary people have some accomplishments, but he has none.

Ning Qingsi's face changed greatly, and he quickly made his fingerprints, but nine days dragon rope strangled Ning yu'er's neck, and there was no movement at all.

Seeing that Ning yu'er was forced to breathe less and out more by the nine day dragon, the light in the eyes of the dead goldfish gradually dispersed and became darker and darker. Gu Fenghua was also anxious.

But she was suppressed by her two brothers, and she had not been promoted to Daosheng. How could she help?

"Well, I promise you, Fenghua people have already come. Are you worried that I will break my promise?" At this time, Ning Qingsi thought of something, suddenly stopped, said to Ning yu'er with a bitter smile.

So, Ning yu'er's dead goldfish's eyes immediately recovered. His hands, which had been stretched out in the air, stopped and swung, and the rope loosened.

"As early as I said, if you don't open your mouth, you will strangle me alive. Are you not afraid of the empress of Ning family?" Ning Yu son at the same time from the neck under nine days god dragon rope, at the same time rubs the throat to complain a way.

"I'd rather have many children and grandchildren. You don't need to carry on the family." Rather green silk complexion a cold, cold hums to say.

"Er... But I'm the only one who can refine the nine gods." Ning yu'er is still awed by this ancestor. Seeing his face sink, he shrinks his neck subconsciously. But soon, he raises his head carefully and says weakly.

Ning Qing Si is choked by him speechless, glares at one eye, fiercely raises the palm.

Ning Yu son finally summoned up the courage to stretch the neck and rushed back, but Ning Qing Si raised the palm, set for a long time, finally reluctantly took back.

"You all step back." Ning Qingsi said to others in the hospital.

"Yes." Looking at Gu Fenghua and Pang Shidao, they seemed to have some doubts, but they didn't dare to ask more questions. They all bowed down.

"I have promised them what you want me to do. Now you can rest assured that you don't have to look for life and death any more." No one else in the hospital, Ning Qingsi no longer with baby chongsun Qi, light said.

"Really." Ning yu'er looks happy, but she turns her eyes on Gu Fenghua. It seems that she still doubts the words of her ancestors.

"Yes, Lord Tianwang has promised to help." Gu Fenghua nodded.

"OK, OK, when shall we start? I'll go back to practice at once." Ning Yu son says excitedly.

"Why don't you rush to revolt now?" Ning Tianwang looked at the baby's great grandson strangely.

"I'm not in my head. It's emperor haokong. Let alone a carefree Kingdom, even if the four kingdoms join hands to revolt, they will drive him off the throne at most, but they can't kill him. As long as he doesn't die, it will be us who will die in the end. " Ning Yu son disapproves of say.