Chapter 550: Clear Tears

"Saint of the Vast Sea, I owe you a favor." Seeing Saint of the Vast Sea leave, Mo Fan muttered to himself.

He had learned that the Vast Sea Dao that Saint of the Vast Sea practiced adhered to the concept of Zhizheng Dahui, and emphasized fairness and justice.

Otherwise, Saint of the Vast Sea would not have led the arbitration of the Saint of the Vast Sea in all previous battles for the Sainthood.

Saint Buyu was in the wrong first in this matter, and although Mo Fan's handling was inappropriate, it was also reasonable.

At most, it was just not giving Saint of the Vast Sea face.

If it were any other master of the holy land, I'm afraid it would not be as easy to deal with Saint of the Vast Sea.

To put it simply, Saint of the Vast Sea was too well-cultivated, and Mo Fan was indeed lucky to meet him.

Without water, the whole world was Mo Fan's twisted lightning.

These lightning returned to his body under Mo Fan's control.

Each one brought back a considerable amount of the origin of the world.

As more and more thunder returned to himself, Mo Fan felt that his small world of thunder was slowly expanding.

Some of the winding thunders have gradually shown specific images.

Some are in the shape of a dragon, some are in the shape of a tiger, and so on.

These thunder beasts are the signs that Mo Fan's world is about to give birth to life.

After absorbing the origin of the world of the Rain Saint, Mo Fan's small world has been sublimated and further evolved.

These thunder beasts not only have powerful destructive power, but are also composed of the purest spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Each one has at least the power of a martial emperor.

Just like the spiritual beasts in the battlefield of the saint.

If Mo Fan is willing, his small world can also become a great training secret realm.

After a long while, all the thunder returned to Mo Fan's body, and the small world was also collected back to the sea of ​​consciousness.

This training ground returned to its original appearance again, intact.

Except for the slight water marks left by the previous battle between Mo Qingkuang and Lan Xiao, no one could tell that a battle of the martial saint level had just broken out here.

Mo Qingkuang no longer needed Mo Fan's protection, regained his freedom, and came to Mo Fan's side.

"Ancestor!"

His eyes were bright, and he looked at Mo Fan with admiration, his heart surging.

It turned out that the ancestor was so powerful that he could defeat the martial saint and communicate with the master of the holy land on an equal footing.

He was absolutely the top existence in the entire continent.

With such a backer, could he, Mo Qingkuang, walk sideways?

What holy son of the holy land? Don't even think about being arrogant in front of him in the future.

Mo Fan smiled slightly and turned to look at Ning Yu's three grandchildren.

Seeing Mo Fan's knife-like eyes descending, Ning Yu's old body became more hunched, and he lived up to his high spirits when he first ascended the throne.

Ning Shen was even more ashamed, and lowered his head like a quail.

They saw everything just now with their own eyes.

The fourth-grade martial saint Bu Yu Saint was far from Mo Fan's opponent, and even the lord of Penglai Fairy Island, the Saint of the Sea, was unwilling to offend Mo Fan.

They knew that the man in front of them was already powerful enough to have his say in the entire continent.

After so many years of hard work, the Ning family's dream of replacing the Lan family and becoming the royal family was ultimately just a short-lived dream.

It was about to be shattered.

"Ning Yu, I know you have been dormant for the throne for many years and you are unwilling to give up. But the unification of Tianxuan is unstoppable. A man who knows the times is a hero. Considering that you helped me in the past, I will give you another chance to give up resistance and become a rich and idle person."

Mo Fan slowly landed in front of Ning Yu and spoke lightly.

A martial emperor was just a casual kill for him, and he had every reason to kill Ning Yu.

But if Ning Yu died in his hands, how would Mo Qingkuang face Ning Xian.

And he had already learned that it was Ning Yu who secretly made a move in Yanjing City that gave them the opportunity to successfully escape from the hands of Emperor Lan Yan.

If it weren't for Ning Yu's move, I'm afraid that the two of them would have died in the hands of Emperor Lan Yan long ago, and there would be no Mo Fan today.

So Mo Fan still wanted to give Ning Yu another chance.

Ning Yu's face was gloomy. He knew that Mo Fan could show mercy again because of the favor he had secretly helped him with.

Although he was not doing it for Mo Fan that time, he just couldn't stand Ning Xian's pleading and wanted to cause some trouble to Emperor Lan Yan.

After all, Mo Qingkuang's future would definitely bring threats to Emperor Lan Yan.

But he didn't expect that Mo Qingkuang's future would come true so quickly, so fast that he couldn't resist it.

"Your Majesty the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, I... I know that I have offended the Great Sage's majesty, but the descendants of the Ning family are innocent. Shen'er and Xian'er were coerced by me. Please don't implicate them."

"Please give me a month. After a month, I, Ning Yu, will definitely give you a peaceful blue flame that the whole country will surrender to!"

Ning Yu bowed deeply and begged.

"Dad!"

"Grandpa!"

Ning Shen and Ning Xian also had red eyes. At this moment, Ning Yu had lost all hope.

Asking for this one-month period is probably also for the future of the two of them.

After all, they were once forced to rebel against Lan Yan and offended the Great Sage Equaling Heaven Mo Fan.

Mo Fan looked at him deeply.

At this moment, Ning Yu did not look like a vigorous emperor-level strongman at all, but like an old man in his twilight years.

He just wanted to do something for his descendants.

"Okay, just one month, I hope you don't have any crooked thoughts this time, otherwise you know the consequences." Mo Fan said lightly.

"Please rest assured, my body is not capable of resisting you. But I still have a small request." Ning Yu said in a trembling voice.

"Hmm?"

"I'm sorry for Xian'er, but I still hope she can be happy."

"I know Xian'er has always been in love with Mo Qingkuang. Please help me, Great Sage, and give this young couple a good marriage." Ning Yu bowed deeply again.

The biggest guilt in his heart at this moment is for Ning Xian.

Even if he forces Ning Xian to marry Lan Xiao, he hopes that she can be with a better man.

But the fact is that Mo Qingkuang is much better than Lan Xiao.

Therefore, his last wish is to help his granddaughter be with her lover.

Mo Fan was stunned when he heard this. Before he could speak, Mo Qingkuang said, "I'm sorry, I'm already active with the Ninth Princess. I'm afraid I'll fail Senior Ning's love."

Seeing this, Mo Fan swallowed the words in his mouth.

Since Mo Qingkuang has made up his mind, it is not convenient for him to interfere too much.

Ning Xian's eyes turned from hopeful to dim after Mo Qingkuang's words.

Her thin figure swayed and she almost fell to the ground.

She thought that Mo Qingkuang came all the way to stop her marriage because he had feelings for her, and she even dreamed more than once that Mo Qingkuang might come back from the dead to snatch the marriage.

It was a pity that Mo Qingkuang came, but as someone else's fiancé.

"My Ning Yu's granddaughter is not weaker than Tianxuan's Ninth Princess, why do you reject her thousands of miles away?" Ning Yu frowned slightly.

This was the second time that Mo Qingkuang refused his intention to marry Ning Xian to him.

If Ning Xian hadn't thrown herself in front of him, how could Ning Yu be willing to marry his granddaughter to the descendant of a person who shattered his fantasy of the Ning family dynasty?

"Enough! Grandpa, my granddaughter doesn't want to get married. I will serve you all my life and accompany you to old age." Ning Xian shook her head, tears falling with the movement, which was distressing.

Mo Qingkuang opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Xian'er..." Ning Shen wanted to persuade him again, but was interrupted firmly by Ning Xian.

"No matter how miserable I am, I don't need charity or pity, and I will never be someone's concubine!"

"I'm tired, goodbye!"

After saying that, Ning Xian flew away, leaving a few drops of tears on the ground, which never dried up for a long time.