It seems that you are going to flee from famine, don't be anxious or panic

Ning Jing originally wanted to take action, but was stopped by Ning Yan. After struggling for almost two hours, he now just wanted to wash up and sleep, and was too lazy to fight with these people.

So he held Ning Jing and hid aside for a while, then said to Hong Li in a calm voice: "I have no intention of clashing with you two. I just want to go to the backyard to get some water, wash up, and go to bed early."

"Also, this place has always been an unowned land. Moreover, we were here first. It doesn't make sense that it is yours just because you are here. So please don't block our way." Ning Yan looked at her and added.

Hong Li sneered after hearing this and said, "That sounds nice, but you probably forgot that it was your son who attacked me first. How are we going to settle this account?"

"It doesn't matter." Ning Yan said with a cold expression, "Since you have the guts to tell me to get out, then my son deserves to whip you."

"You..." Hong Li was so angry at Ning Yan's words that she couldn't speak. She stared at him angrily, wishing she could kill him with a sword.

Ning Yan seemed oblivious to her angry expression. When she was about to attack, he said, "I advise you to think it over carefully before you act. Leave yourself a way out."

At this time, the man in green clothes beside him came forward, tugged at Hong Li's sleeve, gave her a look, and said to her softly: "A Li, forget it, since this guy is here to fetch water, just let him go."

Although the person in front of me was not dressed fancy, and even smelled a bit disgusting because of the smell on his body.

But with the help of the moonlight, he could still feel the extraordinary demeanor of the person in front of him, and the powerful aura emanating from his body. This was definitely not a temperament that an ordinary person could cultivate.

They didn't know where this person came from, so it would be better for them to avoid him for the time being.

What's more, the man who just came here is even more skilled than them in martial arts. The guy in front of them can speak so confidently, so he must have some abilities. They came here just to avoid danger temporarily, and there is no need to conflict with others.

If you are really angry, you can find time to kill this person later. There is no need to rush.

The man who was speaking was named Qing Nuo, a boy who was inseparable from Hong Li. Because they had practiced a set of unpredictable and ghostly sword techniques, they were called the Qinghong Phantom in the martial arts world.

After hearing Qing Nuo's words, Hong Li angrily accused him, "Brother Nuo, what's wrong with you? Are you afraid of a brother who doesn't know any martial arts and a three-year-old kid who knows a little bit of kung fu?"

"I….."

Before Qing Nuo could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ning Jing who was standing beside him. He frowned and said angrily, "You are just a three-year-old kid. No, you should be an elderly aunt. Auntie, if you don't agree, I can fight with you."

"Who are you calling auntie?" Hong Li asked angrily.

She was twenty years old and still unmarried, but was actually called "Auntie" by a little kid. She was really about to be mad to death.

"Whoever answers is the one I'm calling." Ning Jing looked at her with contempt.

Ning Yan looked at the current appearance of his youngest son and couldn't help but sighing. He was really his elder brother's son. His infuriating posture and arrogant expression were clearly his father's true legacy.

Alas, his obedient little son is starting to show some of the characteristics of his older son, which is really a headache.

Hong Li didn't know what Ning Yan was thinking. At this moment, she really felt that her dignity of the past twenty years had been challenged, and the other party was still a child.

In her rage, she didn't care whether it was Ning Jian or that little brat, and swung her sword directly towards the two of them.

She hadn't thought that the guy in front of her could dodge the previous sword, so she increased the speed and strength of this sword, leaving no chance for Ning Yan and the others to dodge.

Seeing this, Ning Jing quickly adjusted his position in Ning Yan's arms, facing Hong Li, and then swung the whip at her.

When the long sword and the long whip collided, an almost inaudible muffled sound was heard in the air. After that, the long sword temporarily stopped in the air and could no longer move, while the long whip broke into pieces inch by inch.

Ning Jing felt a pain in his arm, and his little hand loosened subconsciously, and the last section of the whip in his hand fell to the ground.

He frowned and rubbed his arm with his other hand, then raised his head to look at Ning Yan, pouted, and said aggrievedly: "Dad, my arm hurts."

Ning Yan reached out and rubbed his arm, then asked, "Are you hurt?"

"No, it just hurts a little." Ning Jing answered pitifully.

"If you can't beat me, just call me dad." Seeing that he was not injured, Ning Yan touched his head and said calmly.

After hearing this, Ning Jing's expression changed instantly. He then turned to look at Hong Li, looked at her fiercely and said, "I let you hit me too, and now we're even. If you bully us again, I'll ask my dad to beat you up."

Hong Li is still in shock that a three-year-old child in front of her can actually take her attack. You know, she used 5% of her strength in this sword attack. Even an ordinary adult would vomit blood or even die, but this little brat in front of her only felt a pain in his arm?

This made her doubt whether she had used the wrong strength just now.

Hearing Ning Jing's words, she instantly regained her competitive spirit. Just as she was about to speak, a lazy and flirtatious female voice rang out beside her: "Hongli, you weren't beaten stupid by a three-year-old kid, were you? If this gets out, how are you going to survive in the martial arts world in the future?"

Ning Yan turned his head and looked to the side when he heard the sound. Standing at the door of a room was a tall and charming woman in her 20s. She was leaning against the door frame with her arms folded across her chest, looking at Ning Yan and the others with an expression as if she was enjoying a show.

When Hong Li heard what the woman said, he turned around and looked at her with his sword in hand. He said with a stern face, "Liu Yue'er, stop making sarcastic remarks. I see you have so much free time, why don't you come?"

The woman called Liu Yue'er raised her hand and casually lifted the hair by her ear. She said as if it had nothing to do with her, "I dare not interfere lightly in the matter that the Valley Master has arranged for you."

Hong Li was not surprised at all when she heard her words and turned her head to look in Ning Yan's direction. She knew that this person only knew how to watch the fun and not mind getting involved.

After seeing that they had finished their conversation, Ning Yan said directly to Hong Li, "My son just said that you are even. Please move aside."

"Oh, this guy has such a bad temper. Yan Zi, go and light the lanterns. I want to see who this guy is from. He actually looks down on others." As soon as Ning Yan finished speaking, Liu Yue'er on the side shouted coquettishly.

As soon as she finished speaking, a soft child's voice came from the room: "Okay, Sister Yue'er."

After a while, a little girl of about eleven or twelve came out of the room carrying a few lanterns. She hung them on the pillars of the porch one by one, and the yard instantly became bright.

Liu Yue'er walked a few steps gracefully towards Ning Jian, and then stopped half a meter away from him.

After sizing Ning Yan up with her charming eyes, she frowned, raised her sleeves to cover her mouth and nose, and said with disdain, "You, brother, are handsome, but why are you so untidy? The smell on your body is simply terrible."