"I'm old, and I can't escape."
Grandma sighed and looked sadly at the room full of cobwebs. She accepted her fate and said, "It's been such a long time, and I've figured it out. If your grandfather is dead, then I won't mention anything. If he is still alive, he will come back to me sooner or later. I won't leave. I'll wait for him at home until he comes back."
"Grandma, I'm not comforting you. I mean it. If grandpa is dead, why are those people chasing you? This means that grandpa is either trapped somewhere or controlled, but he is definitely still alive. "
Looking at his poor grandmother's sad look, Ding Ning felt a lump in his throat and almost shed tears. He took a deep breath and analyzed the situation seriously.
Grandma shook her head with a bitter smile and overturned his guess. "The people who are chasing me are not chasing because of your grandfather, but other forces."
"Is it the Pure Land of Sanskrit?"
This answer was beyond Ding Ning's expectation. He frowned and said in confusion, "If I remember correctly, there is not even one expert in the Holy Martial Arts Realm in the Pure Land of Sanskrit, right? Grandma is an expert in the late stage of the Divine Martial Arts Realm. How could I be chased by them for so many years? "
However, Grandma said in an unfathomable tone, "You can say yes, but you can also say no. However, don't underestimate any ancient martial arts sect. For them to be able to survive under the nose of the Sacred Sect until now, which one of them would not have a trump card?"
"You mean, there are hidden masters in the Pure Land of Sanskrit, but they are afraid of being suppressed by the Holy Gate, so they are hiding?"
Ding Ning asked in shock.
"It's not the Pure Land of Sanskrit."
Grandma shook her head. After hesitating for a moment, she revealed a shocking secret. "Although the Holy Gate has a deep foundation, since the old shareholders of the Holy Gate entered the Demon Abyss one after another these years and never returned, their strength has been deteriorating. Although I haven't found any clues about your grandfather in the past 40 years, I have found a very powerful mysterious force secretly infiltrating the ancient martial arts sects. Many ancient martial arts sects have been secretly controlled by this force. Maybe it won't be long before there will be a bloody storm in the ancient martial arts world. The Holy Gate may also cease to exist. I'm being chased because I found a big secret of this mysterious force, so they won't let me go."
Ding Ning was shocked and said involuntarily, "The Descendants of God Organization?"
"You know the Descendants of God Organization?"
Grandma looked at him in surprise.
"Of course, this Descendants of God organization is very mysterious. They take the route of combining martial arts and technology, and their strength is very strong. I have ruined a lot of their plans, and now they can't wait to get rid of me."
Ding Ning said with a serious expression.
The Descendants of God Organization was his old rival. If the mysterious force that secretly infiltrated the Ancient Martial Arts Sects was really the Descendants of God Organization, it would be a great disaster.
Although he wasn't on good terms with the few big Sacred Sects, it had to be said that these Sacred Sects were definitely the stabilizing force of the ancient martial arts world. Even if they didn't care about the affairs of the world, they could still have a deterrent effect.
But once the Holy Gate was destroyed, the world would inevitably be in chaos. Every powerful and ambitious Ancient Martial School would set off a reign of terror in order to become the new Holy Gate. The mysterious force would add fuel to the fire from behind, which would even affect the harmony and stability of the secular world, and even shake the foundation of Shenzhou Country.
"I know about the Descendants of God Organization. I didn't expect you to have dealings with them. But as far as I know, that mysterious force isn't the Descendants of God Organization, but a mysterious organization called the Temple of Death."
However, Grandma shook her head, and once again, unexpectedly overturned his guess.
"The Temple of Death?"
Ding Ning mumbled blankly. He had no impression of this strange mysterious organization.
"That's right, the Temple of Death. There are many experts in this organization, and there is no lack of experts in the Holy Martial Arts Realm. However, they call the experts in the Holy Martial Arts Realm as Saints."
Grandma said with a serious expression, "If I didn't practice a sound wave martial arts technique that can be performed unexpectedly and catch people off guard, I'm afraid I would have died in the hands of these Saints."
"Saints?"
Ding Ning looked like he came to a sudden realization. With a cold gleam in his eyes, he said with a cold smile, "What Temple of Death? They just changed a disguise. It's still the Descendants of God Organization behind them. They call the experts in the Holy Martial Arts Realm as Saints. This Descendants of God Organization is really everywhere. They can be found everywhere."
"A name can't explain everything. I know the Descendants of God Organization. Most of them are Westerners, but this Temple of Death is all Easterners."
Grandma said doubtfully.
"The Descendants of God Organization experiments on living people to develop genetic drugs. Their test subjects are not only Westerners, but also people of all skin colors. Since the Temple of Death wants to infiltrate all the ancient martial arts sects, they naturally send Easterners," Ding Ning said with certainty.
With the enormous power of the Descendants of God Organization, it was not difficult for them to set up a martial arts organization with Easterners alone.
"Grandma, are the abilities of those Saints different from the normal experts in the Holy Martial Arts Realm in battle?"
Ding Ning asked in detail to verify his guess.
"I don't know."
Grandma answered a little embarrassedly, "I've never fought with experts in the Holy Martial Arts Realm. Naturally, I don't know the difference between them and Saints."
Ding Ning suddenly came to a realization. Yeah, with Grandma's abilities, she was not qualified to fight with experts in the Holy Martial Arts Realm at all. How could she know the difference between experts in the Holy Martial Arts Realm and Saints?
"Then, can you sense the difference between the aura of those Saints and mine?"
Ding Ning quietly released the pressure of the Holy Martial Arts Realm and enveloped Grandma.
Grandma felt the terrifying pressure that was as vast as the sea of stars. Shock filled her eyes, and she cried out in shock, "You're already in the Holy Martial Arts Realm?"
"Yes, the peak of the Holy Martial Arts Realm."
Ding Ning scratched his head and said shyly.
Grandma's expression changed unpredictably. She had mixed feelings in her heart and didn't know what to say.
There was joy, envy, shock, pride, pride, and a tinge of depression.
Her husband, Ding Dian, was amazing enough in those years. At the age of 20, he had become an expert at the peak of the Real Martial Arts Realm. In her heart, he was absolutely a genius with unparalleled aptitude. She admired and was proud of him.
But she didn't expect that her grandson was even more amazing than her husband. In his early twenties, he had become an expert at the peak of the Holy Martial Arts Realm, which was two big realms higher than her husband.
Thinking that she had been constantly breaking through in the life and death escape these years, she had only reached the late stage of the Divine Martial Arts Realm. Compared with her grandson, she felt that she had lived for decades in vain. How could she not be depressed?
However, when she remembered that this was her precious grandson, that trace of depression was immediately thrown out of her mind. Instead, it was replaced by joy. She laughed out loud and said, "Good, good, good. This grandpa is a heroic grandson, surpassing the master. You are worthy of being my precious grandson. This is great."
"Haha, luck, luck."
Ding Ning rubbed his nose and said modestly.
"Alas, although I can't be arrogant, I can't belittle myself. Luck is also a part of strength. I didn't expect my grandson to be so powerful. I'm so happy."
Grandma couldn't close her mouth with a smile.
"Haha … What? Wait, grandma, what's your name? "
Ding Ning was embarrassed by the praise and was about to continue to be modest. When he heard the name of grandma, he suddenly trembled and asked with his eyes wide open in surprise.
"Grandma's name is Lin Manxue. What's wrong?"
Grandma looked at him with a puzzled look.
Ding Ning's mouth opened so wide that a big duck egg could be put in. He looked at grandma with a strange look. After a long time, he tentatively said with uncertainty, "Grandma, are you the Poison Rakshasa who ranks second on the bounty list of Dark Flowers?"
"What Poison Rakshasa? Humph, my nickname is Killer Rakshasa."
Grandma seemed to be very dissatisfied with the nickname "Poison Rakshasa" and muttered unhappily. Then her face changed slightly, and she looked at Ding Ning in astonishment. "Ding Ning, Ding Ning, no wonder this name sounds so familiar. Ding Ning, the one with the third bounty on the Dark Flower List, isn't it you?"
Ding Ning touched his nose and nodded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect that his grandma turned out to be the Poison Rakshasa who had a higher bounty than him. He naughtily cupped his hands and said, "Should I say hello to grandma? It's an honor to meet you."
Grandma was a little worried about the safety of her baby grandson, but when she thought of his strength, she knew that who in the world could hurt him? She immediately felt relieved and was obviously in a good mood. She cupped her fists and smiled like a flower. "Then, should I say sorry for my rudeness?"
They looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. They didn't expect that both of them were on the Dark Flowers list and occupied the second and third places.
While Ding Ning and grandma were chatting by candlelight, Childe Gu, Cheng Xu and Chen Xiaolu were drinking in the decadent age of Wushi.
Childe Gu was obviously a person who often hung out at night. Although the bar was very noisy, he didn't care at all. He was quite interested in watching the young men and women crazily twisting with the deafening music on the dance floor, squandering their excess energy and sweat.
"Xiaolu, do you often come here?"
Seeing that Chen Xiaolu seemed to be very familiar with this place, even the waiter seemed to know her, he asked loudly in Chen Xiaolu's ear.
She had to be loud. The music here was so loud that she couldn't speak clearly face to face.
Chen Xiaolu nodded excitedly and said loudly in his ear, "Yes, I often come here when I have nothing to do after work."
"It seems to be very messy here. Doesn't your father care about you?"
Childe Gu asked curiously. After all, in his opinion, Governor Cheng's character was extremely old-fashioned and harsh. How could he let his baby daughter come to such an all-night bar to play?
"It's not messy. Although there are all kinds of people here, it's actually not messy at all."
Chen Xiaolu said loudly disapprovingly, "This is recommended to me by Secretary Yang."
Childe Gu showed a thoughtful expression. As the leader's secretary, Yang Qifei dared to recommend the leader's daughter to play here. It seemed that this wine either knew everything about it or had a special relationship with him. It must be able to guarantee Xiaolu's absolute safety here.
He quietly observed the surroundings and soon found that there were a few people dressed as guards nearby. Although they seemed to be unintentional, they always glanced at Chen Xiaolu's position from time to time.
Childe Gu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that he and Cheng Xu wouldn't be able to protect Chen Xiaolu if some blind people came looking for trouble. After all, this was not Yan Jing, and no one knew who he was. Even if they could get back at him later, they would definitely suffer a loss now.
Glancing at Cheng Xu, who had been holding the phone absent-mindedly, Childe Gu was a little puzzled. This guy was usually crazy when he played in the night bar. Why was he so abnormal this time?
"Hey, what's wrong with you?"
Childe Gu leaned close to Cheng Xu's ear and asked loudly.
"Ah, ah … No, nothing. What's wrong?"
Cheng Xu was startled. He cried out in alarm and replied in a flustered manner.
Chen Xiaolu also found her brother's abnormality. She turned her head and looked at him strangely, saying loudly, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't you always like this kind of night bar the most? I recommended this place based on your hobby. Why do you look absent-minded? "
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