My old enemy and I became the hottest CP in the comprehension world

There are no coincidences in this world, and misfortunes never come singly.

Before Ning Jian could wake up from the fact that he had become a servant, he became the servant of Qi Zong's little fat man.

For some reason, Ning Jian originally thought that the two of them would enter the same illusion as the senior said, but the shortcoming was that they completely showed everything about themselves in front of each other.

Now it seems that the latter is indeed the case, but the former——

No matter how you look at it, this domineering brat doesn't look like Qi Zong!

In front of Ning Jian were books half a person's height, and two stacks of paper as high as he had prepared. Just when he was puzzled and thinking about life just now, a few people who looked like servants moved these Moving into the house, the little fat man raised his head arrogantly and gave instructions to Ning Jian.

"This young master orders you to copy all these books. If you can't finish copying, I will throw you to the cave to feed the ghosts!"

After finishing speaking, the little fat man swung his short legs and threw himself on his little bed to fiddle with the jade slips, without even looking at Ning Jian.

However, two hours passed, and there was still a blank sheet of paper in front of Ning Jian.

"Crack!" "Ning Xiaojian, you're being lazy here again!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the cane hit Ning Jian's arm in an instant. It was late spring, and he was wearing very thin clothes. It took only a few breaths, and Ning Jian's arm was swollen with old Gao, purple The black and purple black look extremely frightening.

Ning Jian almost lost his breath in pain!

I don’t know if it’s because after losing his cultivation base, his ability to withstand it has become much lower. He clearly sensed that strong woman appeared behind him, but he couldn’t hide it anyway. But even now that he’s turned into a child, Ning Jian still gritted his teeth Without yelling, she shot Aunt Qi fiercely.

No matter what Ning Jian said, he was also a monk at the Mahayana stage. Even without the strength of his cultivation, Aunt Qi was terrified by this look alone. She pushed three steps and bumped into the decoration behind her before she stopped. The sword is simply out of mind.

"Hmph!" Ning Jian snorted coldly. Even if he is kind to others, it doesn't mean he can let others bully him. Seeing that this person is honest, he said coldly as if giving alms, "I am also a rough woman like you who can Hit? You will be the best in the future—ah!"

"Good boy. How dare you stare at me! Look at me, I won't beat you to death!"

Before Ning Jian finished speaking, he was overturned by a gust of wind brought by Aunt Qi's running, and his vision instantly spun, and it was easy to fight backwards and forwards.

"Clap clap clap!"

The rattan lashed Ning Jian's buttocks like a torrential rain, stupefied the little fat man who was playing with the jade slips, and forced to abandon the jade slips and ran over to watch.

"You! You are bold! How dare you hit me!"

Ning Jian struggled hard, his head was sweating profusely after a while, his eyes were involuntarily clouded with water, the little fat man had never seen the famous scene of beating a child, his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Young master, stay away, don't hurt you, look at Aunt Qi, let me teach this brat a lesson, I'm getting fatter!"

"it is good!"

Although the little fat man looked a little fat, his voice was loud. As soon as this word came out, Ning Jian's eyes instantly went dark.

pill!

……

It's night, the dew is deeper and the moon is setting.

From time to time, there were a few roars of spirit beasts in the courtyard, which sounded like a lot of fireworks.

Ning Jian was dizzy and gradually woke up from the coma. There was no pain anywhere on his body, and the wound could be affected by a slight movement. It was only the effort of raising his head. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, he was depressed a little bit, and dizzy .

There was a colic and convulsion in the abdomen. Ning Jian had never felt hungry since he was eight years old.

Compared with the intuition on the body, the sense of smell was recovered after being thrown into the firewood shed as imagined. There was a vague fragrance floating in the nose, followed by vision.

A round white shadow in front of him kept shaking in front of him, making Ning Jian's dizzy head even more dizzy, one, two, three, four... white flour steamed buns!

Ning Jian didn't know where the strength came from, and when he raised his head suddenly, he bit it with an 'ahhh'.

"Ah—" "Let it go!"

"No no no no!"

"I'll ask someone to bring you something to eat, don't bite it!"

"Um!"

"Okay, okay! And the elixir!"

Facts have proved that the iron is not necessary, regardless of whether it is the food that comes from the cheap or bullying children, the last word is to have food.

This point has never been encountered by a former swordsman who has never suffered any hardships and received an orthodox education, or he has encountered it but is very disdainful, and now he has no teacher to save his own life .

As for whether this is right or not, Ning Jian, who was stuffing chicken leg buns in his mouth, said that he had no time to care about it now!

"Is it tasty?"

Looking at Ning Jian's wild eating appearance, the little fat man tilted his head and looked innocently puzzled. As the most precious little son of the Qi family, he had a vision when he was born, and he detected the heavenly spirit root.

Except for drinking breast milk with innate spiritual energy when I was just born, there is no such thing as whole grains in the world, and my daily food is spiritual food specially found by spiritual chefs to lay a solid foundation.

He took this chicken leg from the servant's kitchen, and it doesn't smell very good. Why does the person in front of him eat it so delicious?

Ning Jian glanced at him, and continued eating without any fluctuations in his heart. This child looked cute, but his heart was cruel, but he remembered that it was his good word that knocked him out.

"Hmph, cheapskate, I'll bring you food and you still ignore me!"

"I'm stingy?" Ning Jian swallowed the last mouthful slowly, patted his belly, and gave the little fat man a sideways look, "If it weren't for you, I would have become like this?"

"That's right, it's the elixir I gave you. If you recover from your injury, don't thank me and ignore me! Cheapskate!"

When Ning Jian mentioned this Qi Xiaopang, he became even angrier. He obviously used his own elixir to move, but he ignored him in the end, villain!

"If it wasn't for what you said, I would have been..."

"Aunt Qi."

"Yes, will I be beaten by Aunt Qi?" Ning Jian was going to be confused now, unconsciously being led astray by Qi Zong.

"But you were the one who stared at her first." Qi Xiaopang blinked his eyes.

"Obviously she hit me first, if she didn't hit me, why would I stare at her!"

"Aunt Qi beat you because you didn't copy the books."

"I, I..." Qi Xiaopang entangled Ning Jian three times and two times, and it took him a long time to realize, "Oh, that's not right! Why should I copy the book? You are the one who wants to copy the book!"

Only then did Ning Jian realize that his identity was just that of a servant. Even if he had never lived in this kind of world since he was a child, he knew that no big family would let their servants learn this and that, right?

Thinking about it, Ning Jian jumped out of bed and flipped through the two sheets, which were full of common sense in the cultivation world and the rules and regulations of Daoist sect.

Qi Xiaopang was obviously a little unhappy by Ning Jian's robbing, and sat aside with his lips curled, "I don't want to learn! Dad said he would send me to Dao Dao Sect, so I don't want to go!"

Asked about Zong?

Ning Jian's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that this should be Qi Zong's own memory, that is to say, it was like this at the beginning?

The origin of all the disputes ten thousand years ago was in Qi Zong's Qi family, if Qi Zong hadn't entered Taoist sect...

Thinking of this, Ning Jian smiled a little more, "If you don't want to go, just don't want to go. Seeing you like this, your father loves you so much. I don't think he really blames you. Take a step back and say, with your talent, you can't copy it." It’s not like books can’t get into Daoist sect.”

"What do you know, my father said, if I don't copy books, throw me into a cave.

I don't care, you are my servant, you have to copy the books for me, if you don't copy, I will let Aunt Qi beat you! "

While talking, Qi Xiaopang's temper came up, and he was about to shout at others.

"Shh, shhh! Don't shout!" Ning Jian was startled, he now had a shadow of that person in his heart, and he became more and more impatient with Qi Xiaopang in his heart.

Sure enough, he is a brat, but he thinks about it, if he can become like Qi Zong, how could he be better when he was a child?

But caves.

Ning Jian rolled his eyes, and said to Qi Xiaopang, "You are stupid, your father asked someone to lie to you about the ghost in the cave, just to make you obedient, you are so stupid to be caught by such a trick. cheat."

"You, you are stupid!"

"You said that if you are not stupid, do you dare to go and see with me now to see if there is anything scary about that cave!"

"You mean it, really?" Qi Xiaopang was rather courageous, despite Ning Jian's prompting, he immediately felt a little moved.

"Go and go!"

After Ning Jian found the correct way to attack the children, everything went smoothly to an unbelievable degree.

Qi Zong's temperament was inherently evil, and after the only thing he was afraid of was gone, almost no one in the Qi family could subdue him. He had already become the head teacher of Daoist sect when Qi Zong was detected with the Heavenly Spirit Root. Qian Chi's registered disciple.

But as he grew older, Qi Zong's cultivation became higher, but his temper was extremely stubborn, and he was not liked by the head teacher.

In a fit of anger, Qi Zong took Ning Jian and left the Qi family.

After 20 years--

A young man wearing black clothes stands on the top of a high mountain. Beside him is an old man. His legs are twisted at a strange angle. It looks like a child's legs. He has no ability to move and can only sit. on a wheelchair.

"Mr. Ning, I remember that you said that you like the scenery on the top of the mountain the most. I haven't brought you to see it all this time. It's really my fault."

"Qi Zong, why are you so hypocritical?"

Sitting in the wheelchair was Ning Jian. When Qi Zong left home 20 years ago, Ning Jian's meridians in both legs were disabled on the way, making him a disabled person.

Ning Jian was never one to admit defeat, he had struggled hard to live until now, but now he was about to be unable to hold on any longer.

"Mr. Ning, how many times has this deity told you, don't call me Qi Zong, this deity has a name of boneless, a boneless sword, and a thousand miles of boneless, it's not something that the little Qi family can climb up to."

"brute!"

Ning Jian was only shocked, how could Qi Zong care so much about his family, even to the point of becoming a demon, how could he be as inhuman as he is now.

If Moxiu is said to be unscrupulous in order to cultivate his base, but Qi Zong is more than unscrupulous now, he acts completely according to his own preferences, life or death, it is completely in his hands!

"Mr. Ning, haven't you been tired of saying these two words for so many years?" Qi Zong smiled, "What's more, didn't you teach me all this, sir?"

"When did I teach you this!"

Ning Jian laughed back angrily, remembering that they had tossed around and settled in a small country, not long after that, Qi Zong suddenly called him Mr. one day, and three days later, the whole small country was wiped out by Qi Zong.

With this as a base, Qi Zong established the Demon Sect and became the Boneless Demon Lord himself.

When a boneless sword comes out, there is no bone for thousands of miles.

"Mr. Ning, this deity is not a naive and naughty boy." Qi Zong looked at Ning Jian so angry, and smiled. After he said that sentence, Ning Jian's expression froze, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, " In fact, after thinking about it, the deity later understood your purpose, Mr. Ning. You just didn’t want the deity to enter the Daoist sect. Although the deity didn’t understand this, the deity later found out that there was nothing wrong with it.

Isn't it free and easy to follow the heart without restraint?

It's a pity that the Qi family named the deity Zong, but never let the deity be unrestrained, it's really ridiculous. "

"You are disregarding human relations!"

Ning Jian's chest heaved violently, and there was pain everywhere in his body, but he still persisted in glaring at Qi Zong.

"Human, Lun?"

Qi Zong raised his eyebrows, "What does this deity have to do with this deity? This deity is above this world and can kill all unsatisfactory people and things. This deity represents human relations, heaven and earth!"

"You!" Ning Jian only had time to spit out a word, and suddenly paused, under the raging anger, at this moment Ning Jian's thoughts suddenly became clear.

Being ignorant and fearless is not applicable to all situations. Only by knowing the depth can you be truly fearless.

As early as the beginning, when Qi Zong was still afraid, it was he who helped Qi Zong break his fear.

Young children don't know how to distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, and everything is nothing more than following the heart.

He didn't want Qi Zong to enter Dao Dao School, so he deliberately isolated him from all the possibility of going that way, and prevented the people around him from teaching Qi Zong kindly.

No wonder, no wonder Qi Zong would call him that, he thought he had eliminated the source, but in reality?

Did he create a monster himself?

"Oh, it's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous, hahahaha, haha."

"Sir, what are you laughing at?"

Qi Zong turned his head to look at Ning Jian, his eyes were as clear as ever, there was no distinction between good and evil, only likes and dislikes.

Looking at this look, Ning Jian could feel more and more how outrageously wrong he was.

"Sir, are you getting bored too?"

Qi Zong's eyes didn't linger on Ning Jian for long, as if he noticed that the person in front of him was a little different, and suddenly lost interest, just like treating a 'toy' that he wasn't interested in before, with a light movement of his fingers, he Push the person in front of him off the cliff.

Until then, there was a little smile on Qi Zong's face, as if he had found a new way to play!

"boom!"

Ning Jian fell to the ground with a wanton and happy smile!

-

"what--"

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die! Ning Xiaojian, what's your ghost name!"

Ning Jian only felt that the black man in front of him didn't know anything, but the next moment there was a pain in his arm, and when he opened his eyes subconsciously, he saw a magnificent place, standing in front of him was a little fat man with his head tilted, his arm was being crushed A strong woman twisted.

"Speak! I'm dumb!"

"I, I will never copy books! If you are pinching me, I will tell the owner!"

Ning Jian spoke faster than his brain, as if the fear of the strong woman in front of him was engraved deep in his heart, and he blurted out without thinking.

"Copy the books? Zong'er, who do you want to copy the books for you?"

As soon as Ning Jian finished speaking, a male voice outside thought of it, Qi Xiaopang was startled when he heard it

The author has something to say: Let me tell you one thing, Zhou Tian is going to enter vv the day after tomorrow, it is not easy for the author to eat dirt, please support me, little angels

On the day of entering v, comment on chapter v to receive red envelopes, little angels remember to speak up~~~

Prepare for the third or fifth shift on Sunday

Love the little angels~~