I swept the world by catching ghosts

Zhou Sining came outside the villa. At this time, Ning Delang had been waiting for a long time, his old body hidden in the darkness, but he dared not show any impatience.

Seeing Zhou Sining's arrival, Ning Delang hastily saluted again, "I didn't know your lord was coming, and the hospitality was not good. Please forgive me."

Zhou Sining curled his lips, but didn't smile at all, "You have the ability to see me."

"My lord's status is noble, and it's really not something we can see." Ning Delang said in a deep voice, but his tone was very respectful, "The heavenly master is fortunate to be favored by you, and you can bestow the power of yin and yang, so that you can walk in the world, dispel evil spirits, It is my three lifetimes to be lucky to see the true face of your lord."

"Three lives are lucky?" Zhou Sining nodded slightly, and stared at him coldly, as if examining an inconspicuous ant, he slightly opened his lips, and said in a cold tone, "Are you worthy?"

Ning Delang lowered his head even more, "Forgive me, my lord, my cultivation is really not in the eyes of your lord."

"I mean..." Zhou Sining interrupted him, and said slowly, "You who stole other people's spiritual power, what right do you have to witness the true face of this king?"

As soon as these words came out, Ning Delang's expression changed immediately, and regardless of his age, he quickly knelt down, "My lord, this matter is not what you think..."

Zhou Sining looked down at the old man on the ground, without the slightest expression of pity, "You think I really can't see who's spiritual power is in your body."

Ning Delang's lips were purple and trembling violently, but at this time he didn't dare to hide anything, and quickly explained everything, "I was stupid, I shouldn't have lost my mind back then. Happy for him, happy for him , indeed has a spiritual root, but when his father was killed by a fierce ghost, his mother came to me with him in her arms, hoping that I would cut off his spiritual root and have nothing to do with ghosts from now on, I see her pitiful..."

Ning Delang paused, and then told the truth, "Lewei's spiritual root is too clean. It can be said that it is a rare spiritual root for a celestial master in a hundred years. I thought about it, agreed to his mother's request, and cut off Lewei. The spiritual root, and then concealed it from everyone, and took the spiritual root as his own."

At that time, Ning Delang's cultivation had reached the bottleneck, and there were more and more rising stars. He was afraid that he would not be able to secure the position of president, so he took possession of Ning Lewei's spiritual root. Incomparable.

Later, when his spiritual power declined, he thought that the spiritual root was useless, but he didn't want Ning Lewei, whose spiritual root was broken, to be able to pass through yin and yang.

"His mother died of a serious illness, and there is nothing we can do."

Zhou Sining snorted softly, and Ning Delang was covered in cold sweat, "But you didn't protect him and let others bully you?"

Ning Delang wanted to refute something, but he had no confidence at all. He didn't pay much attention to Ning Lewei, because he was afraid that people would know that he had taken Ning Lewei's spiritual root, so he deliberately ignored him.

"My lord, I was confused for a while back then, but now that Lewei has recovered his cultivation, he will definitely become a leader among the celestial masters."

"This king knows better than you how talented he is."

Although Zhou Sining was dissatisfied, cutting off the spiritual root was Ning Le's mother's love for him, so Zhou Xining did not express his anger on Ning Delang.

What's more, if Ning Lewei's spiritual roots were not cut off, then the two of them would definitely not meet, but because of their spiritual roots, they had to separate, separated by yin and yang.

"My king doesn't need to worry about these things, but there is one condition." Zhou Sining withdrew his thoughts, and Ning Delang almost held his breath, afraid of missing something, "My lord, please tell me."

Zhou Sining said slowly, "You pass on the position of President of the Celestial Master to Lele."

Ning Delang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, "But the position of president..."

He raised his head, and faced Zhou Sining's extremely cold eyes, he was afraid for a while, quickly lowered his head, and swallowed his refusal, "Don't worry, my lord, I will arrange it tomorrow and let all the celestial masters know. "

"That would be best."

Ning Delang felt that the pressure on his body seemed to loosen a little. After Zhou Sining said this, there was no movement. Ning Delang thought that he had left, and was about to raise his head, but heard a cold voice beside his ear, "Kneel."

Ning Delang didn't dare to move for a moment.

There was silence all around, but Ning Delang didn't dare to test again, for fear of offending that person, he had to kneel obediently in the distance, and I don't know how long it took, until there was a shout from behind, Ning Delang turned back god.

"President, why are you kneeling here?"

A celestial master hurried forward and helped Ning Delang up, the latter raised his head, Zhou Sining was no longer around.

Ning Delang was almost paralyzed. He wanted to stand up, but found that his whole body was already exhausted, and someone came to help him up. Even so, Ning Delang was panting for a long time, and his whole body was shaking violently.

But his spiritual power is still there.

Ning Delang was inexplicably relieved, but he didn't dare to be lucky. He closed his eyes quietly, and then opened them slowly, as if he had made up his mind, "Make arrangements, and I will announce an important news tomorrow."

On the other side, Zhou Sining had just returned to the room, and Ning Lewei just woke up once. The liquor was too concentrated and burned his throat dry. He was about to get out of bed to find water to drink, but found that his whole body was weak and he had no strength left. Can't make it.

He stood by the bed, staggering, if Zhou Sining hadn't come back in time, he would have fallen to the ground by now.

He looked at the man in front of him in a daze, as if he was still awake.

"what happened?"

"thirsty."

Zhou Sining had no choice but to put him away, then poured a glass of water, and just handed it to Ning Lewei, but the latter stared blankly at the glass of water, motionless.

"Ok?"

Ning Le looked up at him, her voice hoarse, "Drink."

Zhou Sining smiled helplessly, "Little Tianshi is acting like a baby with me, do you want me to feed you?"

Ning Lewei frowned, felt that Zhou Sining's words were wrong, but was slow to refute, Zhou Sining had already taken a sip, leaned over and lowered his head, pressed Ning Lewei's head, and passed the water little by little.

It wasn't until all the water fell into Ning Lewei's abdomen that Zhou Sining let go of him. Before Ning Lewei could catch his breath, Zhou Sining took another sip and covered his lips again.

A glass of water was fed several times like this, until the glass was finally empty, but the water feeding was far from over, and the taste had even begun to change. There was an ambiguous and charming smell in the air, obviously it was just a glass of water. The extremely light boiled water has an inexplicably sweet and seductive impulse, which confuses the already intoxicated people even more.

Zhou Sining leaned over and kissed Ning Lewei's red and swollen lips, and held the man's sweaty palm because of nervousness, blue veins emerged from the white wrist, making the man even more beautiful.

Zhou Sining couldn't bear it anymore, kissed Ning Lewei's earlobe, and said softly, "I want you."

Ning Lewei gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to resist, but she couldn't break free from the evil spirit's imprisonment.

He was so confused that even he couldn't tell whether he was drunk or sober.

Until the cold kiss of the evil ghost fell on the neck, in a daze, Ning Le heard the man calling his name affectionately and affectionately, distant and illusory, "Lele."

Ning Lewei's eyes suddenly lit up, but soon he closed them again, unconsciously pursed his lips, and his tense body completely relaxed at that moment.