Qingyan City Lord’s Mansion, in the guest room.

Xia Ning'er woke up slowly and found herself sleeping in a strange room.

The room is elegantly decorated, not as if it is something that poor people can afford.

"What is this?" Xia Ning'er held up in front of her, her eyes full of confusion.

"You're awake."

Zhang Ziling walked into the room and sat next to Xia Ning'er. He reached out and pulled a strand of silk on Xia Ning'er's face aside, and said, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"What's wrong with me?" Xia Ning'er hurriedly sat up, her body still a little weak, and she felt a faint pain in her whole body.

Xia Ning'er only remembered that she had just finished eating in Laifenglou, and then she didn't remember anything.

"It's nothing. You just eat too much and don't get any replenishment. Just take a break." Zhang Ziling said to Xia Ning'er, not telling Xia Ning'er the truth.

Zhang Ziling thought about it and maybe not let Xia Ning'er know that her life experience is good.

Zhang Ziling has helped Xia Ning'er solve his enemies, and the Xia clan was destroyed by the royal family's Wen family three thousand years ago.

For Xia Ning'er, these three thousand years have been too long. Perhaps she wouldn't feel anything when she heard about the Xia Palace.

Ordinary people only have a hundred years of time, but who has the time to care about what happened three thousand years ago?

"So, I ate too much and then fainted?" Xia Ning'er asked blankly.

"It's true." Zhang Ziling said without blushing.

Seeing that Zhang Ziling's expression didn't seem to be lying to her, Xia Ning'er patted her forehead in annoyance and said, "I, how could I faint because of eating too much? If the neighbors knew about this, how embarrassed would I be?"

"I warn you, you are not allowed to take this matter outside and talk about it everywhere!" Xia Ning'er said viciously at Zhang Ziling.

Zhang Ziling smiled and then said softly: "Why do you follow me in the future?"

"Follow you?" Xia Ning'er's face changed, and she hugged herself quickly and looked at Zhang Ziling vigilantly, "You, what do you want to do? You shouldn't you catch me and be a female slave?"

"I, I tell you, I am a lazy person and can't do anything! You'd better give up this idea!"

Xia Ning'er suddenly realized the rumor that monks liked to catch women to practice furnaces and cauldrons, and became more nervous.

Zhang Ziling sighed: "I went to your place to see it. The Tian family has burned all your home, and your neighbors were driven away by the Tian family. In addition, there was another demon tide today..."

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, Xia Ning'er was slightly stunned: "Demon, demon tide..."

Xia Ning'er remembers that she encountered a demon tide when she was a child. Although the monsters did not rush into Qingyan City that time, a few sporadic monsters rushed in, causing them a huge disaster.

Xia Ning'er's parents died in that demon tide.

When Xia Ning'er thought of the nightmare, her whole body began to feel depressed.

The demon tide exploded. Xia Ning'er didn't have to think about what the ending would be.

Suddenly, Xia Ning'er suddenly hugged Zhang Ziling and burst into tears.

Zhang Ziling was still confused.

He said this just because he wanted to say that the place where Xia Ning'er lived before could no longer live in. Zhang Ziling did not understand why Xia Ning'er was so sad.

This time, the demon tide was caused by the great anger of the Tian family in the slums, which made those people unable to survive there and flocked into the city.

In addition, the monks of the Wen family slaughtered the Tian family, and the civilians also took advantage of the situation to emptie the Tian family.

After a while, the people living in the slums not only did not be invaded by monsters, but also gained a lot of wealth in vain.

As for whether they will live a good life with this money or choose to squander it all in the future, that is not something Zhang Ziling cares about.

However, seeing that Xia Ning'er was crying so sadly, Zhang Ziling didn't say anything, just quietly accompanied Xia Ning'er.

Originally, Zhang Ziling planned to wait for Xia Ning'er to wake up, and then tell him that after Xia Ning'er was unconscious, he went to the living room to instruct many forces in Qingyan City to do things.

However, Zhang Ziling saw that Xia Ning'er was in a bad state now, so he simply stayed with Xia Ning'er here.

As for the feelings of the big guys who are still waiting in the reception hall, they are not something Zhang Ziling can take care of.

Thinking back to the beginning, even if the saint wanted to see Zhang Ziling, they had to wait outside the Demon Palace for a few years. Now a group of cultivators from the True Martial Realm of the Heavenly Palace can talk to Zhang Ziling in the same hall, which is already Zhang Ziling enough to give them face.

Xia Ning'er cried in Zhang Ziling's arms for a while before calming down and letting go of Zhang Ziling.

"I'm sorry... I've dirtyed your clothes." Xia Ning'er whispered to Zhang Ziling, her nose still red.

The demon tide has always been Xia Ning'er's nightmare.

"It's okay, can you tell me what's wrong?" Zhang Ziling said softly to Xia Ning'er.

Xia Ning'er shook her head, then looked at Zhang Ziling and said, "If I follow you in the future, I won't be your female slave!"

Zhang Ziling smiled and said, "Don't worry, after you can stand alone, I will give you freedom to make a fortune in the world by yourself."

Xia Ning'er's eyes lit up and she asked quickly: "You want to teach me how to practice?"

"You have that talent." Zhang Ziling nodded and chuckled.

"That's great!" Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, Xia Ning'er swept away the gloom before and became excited.

The demon tide is Xia Ning'er's nightmare, but practice... it is something that Xia Ning'er dares not imagine in her whole life.

She once heard from her parents that her ancestors seemed to be practitioners, but that was a very long time ago. At least Xia Ning'er's grandfather's grandfather was still ordinary people.

Xia Ning'er never thought that one day she would enter the world of cultivation.

"Me, can I really do it?" Xia Ning'er's eyes shined and she stared at Zhang Ziling and asked, feeling a little unconfident.

"From now on, you will be my inheritance disciple." Zhang Ziling said seriously.

"Boss... You're so big!" Xun Tianyi exclaimed in Zhang Ziling's body. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ziling actually accepted Xia Ning'er as a disciple of the inheritance!

You know, the Demon Emperor’s inherited disciple is a status that even the countless saints and saints of Xuanxiao Great Six can’t get even if they squeeze their heads!

The inheritance of the Demon Emperor is much more precious than the Emperor Danxin!

Xia Ning'er obviously didn't know what Zhang Ziling said meant. She only knew that she had become a disciple of a god.

"Although it's a bit inexplicable, this may be an opportunity... the disciple is paying a visit to the liar... Master!" Xia Ning'er quickly changed her words, climbed out of bed, and knelt down to Zhang Ziling and gave a big gift.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Xun Tianyi sighed in Zhang Ziling's body. Although it likes Xia Ning'er quite a bit, Xun Tianyi still envies Xia Ning'er very much.

This is a one-step journey to the sky!
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