I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

Seeing that he was so straight to the point, Xianghuan simply said: "Isn't it?"

Lord Qingchuan frowned: "Naturally not, the day Zhengdao entered Yuying Hall, Sword Master had already made all the preparations to take Junshang out of the wilderness, but when he arrived, Junshang had already died. "

Xianghuan frowned: "It's not him?"

Qing Chuan said: "Even if the king is in the devil, he is still Jian Zun's junior, and the two of them don't have much hatred, why did Jian Zun harm him in such a vicious way?"

Xianghuan put back the bone knife in his sleeve, turned his head to glance at the closed dark room, and said coldly after a while: "Give me the evidence, otherwise no one will believe this empty talk."

Mr. Qingchuan was a little helpless: "Even if you suddenly want evidence..."

Before he could finish speaking, the hidden door was suddenly hit by someone, and there was a muffled bang.

Xianghuan immediately rushed over and patted Shimen vigorously: "Xuefeng!"

Seeing that his emotions were so out of control, Mr. Qingchuan raised his hand to stop him, but he remembered Xianghuan's terrifying cultivation that could almost fight Ning Yu, so he still didn't stretch out his hand, so he could only persuade in a low voice: "Sword Your Majesty really won't do anything to Your Majesty."

Xianghuan immediately turned her head and gave him a vicious look, and could hardly control her emotions and scolded: "That shameless apprentice of Ning Yu, he knows what he did to Xuefeng back then!"

Qingchuan-kun: "..."

He has seen too many people scolding Ning Yu, some scolding him as a traitor to the righteous way, some scolding him as a disgrace to the demon cultivator, and there are too many abuses, until later even Ning Yu didn't care at all when he heard it, but for a hundred years, Mr. Qingchuan It was the first time I heard someone call him a "disciple".

Deng Tuzi surnamed Ning really wouldn't do anything to Yi Xuefeng, the two of them were lying down and sitting next to each other without disturbing each other, but when Ning Yu came in, he brought Poppy Sword with him.

Poppy was originally made of cold iron, so he couldn't bear it after staying in this dark room full of fire and spiritual power for a while, and he couldn't bear it like Ning Yu, so he simply showed up and wanted to go out.

Ning Yu flipped the book upside down and looked at it randomly. From the corner of his eye, he kept glancing at Yi Xuefeng whose back was turned to him. When he heard Poppy's words, he thought of something, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Okay, let's go out."

Poppy nodded and saluted, and quickly walked to the door of the dark room, intending to turn into a sword light and rush out through the gap, but as soon as he touched the stone door, a red light suddenly appeared, blocking the sword light directly.

Poppy was caught off guard and bumped her head against the wall, almost falling in a daze.

Even the drowsy Yi Xuefeng was shaken by the sudden impact, and propped himself up to look blankly.

Seeing Poppy's ghostly look, Ning Yu seemed to have finally seen enough of the good show, and stood up slowly, holding a scroll in his hand, but he had such a gentle and refined temperament.

I saw the gentleman walking to the secret door, glanced at Poppy faintly, raised his hand and pressed on the dark lines, and slowly sent a stream of spiritual power.

The stone door opened in response.

Ning Yu pressed his hand against the door, and only opened a small gap. He looked back at Poppy, his eyes seemed to be a little bit smug: "Only I can open this stone door, don't you know?"

poppy:"……"

Poppy had been with Ning Yu for too long, although she had vaguely guessed what was going on in Ning Yu's mind at the beginning, but when he said these words, Poppy's face inevitably turned green, and she wanted to poke her eyes blind.

Knowing that you are the only one who has the spiritual power to pass through, do you need to show off like this?

Poppy's face was disheveled, and she got out of it dazedly, out of sight and out of mind.

After Poppy left, Ning Yu immediately closed the door to prevent Xianghuan, who was guarding outside, from entering and ruining his good deeds.

When he turned his head, Yi Xuefeng had already sat up, looking at him with his legs crossed, speechless.

Ning Yu said: "It seems that a wind has blown in just now, are you cold?"

Yi Xuefeng didn't know what to say, just now Ning Yu only opened a crack, he closed the door without even seeing the light, where did the wind come from?

Probably because sitting was too boring, Yi Xuefeng put her hands on her knees and knocked for a long time before she finally couldn't hold back and said, "Jian Zun."

Ning Yu was pretending to be reading at first, but when he heard the voice, he immediately put down the book and said, "Call me senior brother."

Yi Xuefeng was expressionless: "Jianzun, after returning from Zhaoyang City, you were so indifferent to me, is it really because you practiced the way of ruthlessness?"

Ning Yu was stunned for a moment before saying, "Yes."

Yi Xuefeng looked at him suspiciously, with words written all over his face, "Would a person who cultivates the path of ruthlessness be like you, who has a bad temper and a vicious tongue that is annoying to others?"

Ning Yu: "..."

Ning Yu has never been able to read words and expressions since he was a child, but this time he successfully interpreted what Yi Xuefeng wanted to express through Yi Xuefeng's expression.

Ning Yu grew up in the market, where the gangsters only firmly believed that the boss with big fists was either singled out or gang fights all day long, which made Ning Yu's cold-blooded temperament that doesn't care about other people's feelings at all.

A person like him is the most suitable to practice the ruthless way. Before meeting Yi Xuefeng, Qiu Manxi really planned to send him to practice the ruthless way with Gui Hongshan, but Yi Xuefeng joined Gui After Hongshan, Ning Yu, who had never cared about other people's life and death, finally had a little emotional concern, which directly broke the foundation of his heart to cultivate the ruthless way.

Yi Xuefeng, who had just entered Guihong Mountain, was small and soft, and ran around the mountain holding his clothes all day long. Even if he encountered a bug blocking the way, he would cry for Ning Yu to save him, as if suffering In danger of endangering life.

In Ning Yu's short life, apart from fighting, this was the first time he felt the satisfaction of being needed.

Yi Xuefeng was still so young, if he left him, he might not be able to survive even a day.

This unprecedented feeling of novelty made Ning Yu so happy that he couldn't think of Shu, and when he really entered Taoism that year, he was declined by the head teacher Gui Hongshan to instruct him in the way of swordsmanship.

The head teacher only gave him one sentence: "I have concerns in my heart, but I can't let go."

Then he walked away, saying that I can't teach this child.

At that time, Qiu Manxi was in a daze, turned her head and looked at Ning Yu for a long time, then said tremblingly: "Could it be, apprentice, you are right as a teacher, there is..."

Before he finished speaking, Ning Yu cut off with a pale face, "Nonsense."

Qiu Manxi rescued Ning Yu and raised him for so long, he knows his temper very well, he is very self-aware, he knows that his weight in Ning Yu's heart is not enough to ruin his path.

The two returned to the side peak, and Xiaoxue, with a few grasses stuck in her head, rushed towards Ning Yu happily: "Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

Ning Yu squatted down and hugged Yi Xuefeng into his arms, with a rare softness on his face.

Once the two are separated, even if it's only half a day, Yi Xuefeng will definitely run over to give him a hug when they meet again. Originally, Ning Yu hated hugging, but he couldn't resist Yi Xuefeng's fluttering and blinking eyes at him. Reluctantly hug him back.

The two hugged and broke up immediately. Ning Yu raised his hand and pulled the grass off Yi Xuefeng's head, and said coldly, "What's wrong with planting grass on your own head? Who do you want to sell yourself to?"

Yi Xuefeng didn't understand the meaning of the straw label, and seeing that Ning Yu didn't like it, she had no choice but to nod: "Ah, well, since it doesn't look good, I won't wear it."

Then he secretly stuffed the grass ring that he had woven for Ning Yu into his sleeve, raised his head and smiled at Ning Yu non-stop.

Ning Yu reached out and rubbed his head. Although he didn't smile, he couldn't hide the softness on his face.

Qiu Manxi, who watched for a long time, seemed to understand something, but did not say a word after pondering for a while.

It is also very good that Ning Yu does not practice the way of ruthlessness, as long as he is his disciple, anything is fine.

In this way, more than ten years have passed in peace and stability. Qiu Manxi originally thought that the magic cultivators in Zhaoyang City did not pose much threat to Ning Yu, so he was drinking in the courtyard by himself.

At noon, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside, someone knocked open the door and ran over quickly without paying any respect.

Qiu Manxi raised his head, and was about to question lazily, when he saw the disciple knelt down on the ground with a plop, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, Xuefeng..."

Qiu Manxi was startled.

After Yi Xuefeng was hugged by Ning Yu and ran all the way back to Guihong Mountain, countless brothers and sisters were waiting there after receiving the news. They were all frightened when they saw Yi Xuefeng sleeping in Ning Yu's arms with a pale face, and there was a loud bang Surrounded.

Ning Yu was shivering from the chill on Yi Xuefeng's body, and almost staggered and fell when he landed. He couldn't control himself, and said anxiously, "Qinglin, where is my master?"

The man with a tear mole on the side of his eye said with an ugly face: "I have already sent someone to call - how is the junior brother?"

Ning Yu gasped for a few breaths, feeling a little dazed: "I don't know..."

He didn't know where Yi Xuefeng was injured, let alone when he was injured. His mind was blank now, his whole body was numb from the cold, and the hands holding Yi Xuefeng were even frozen I started to feel a burning sensation.

Qinglin reached out and touched Ning Yu's arm, and hurriedly said: "Put Xuefeng down first, or your hand will be useless!"

Ning Yu's hands holding the sword were already trembling slightly, as if he had been unconscious from the cold, he glanced at Qing Lin in a daze, as if he didn't understand what he said, but asked again: "Is my master here? "

He didn't have much strength anymore, and even his spiritual power seemed to be frozen by the cold, unable to move.

During a burst of noise, someone suddenly said: "Elder Qiu has arrived!"

The crowd was separated quickly, and Qiu Manxi walked quickly with disheveled hair, and when he saw Yi Xuefeng in such a miserable state, he was suffocated.

"Xuefeng!" He came forward and took Yi Xuefeng from Ning Yu's arms, but just as he was about to check it, he was numb from the chill all over Yi Xuefeng's body.

The chill was so severe that Qiu Manxi froze for a moment before looking at Ning Yu who was at the side.

Ning Yu's hands were hanging down, even he didn't realize that his hands were shaking violently, his expression was a bewilderment that Qiu Manxi had never seen before.

Qiu Manxi took a deep breath, hugged Yi Xuefeng in his arms, and said to Qinglin who was beside him: "Go and ask the teacher."

Qinglin hurriedly said: "Yes."

Qiu Manxi glanced at Ning Yu again, and said, "Take care of your injuries before you come to find me."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left quickly.

Yi Xuefeng's whole body was as cold as an ice sculpture, Qiu Manxi carried him back to the side courtyard of the side peak, after only a while, his hands were already covered with frost.

Qiu Manxi's face was more gloomy than ever, and he lowered his head to look at Yi Xuefeng who was breathing weakly for a long while, before he raised his hand and penetrated a wave of spiritual power along Yi Xuefeng's eyebrows.

Yi Xuefeng's spiritual consciousness was already full of frost, and at a glance, it was completely white with ice and snow. Qiu Manxi took a long time to recover his spiritual power, but his face turned pale again.

In just a quarter of an hour, Ning Yu tidied himself hastily, and was half-supported by Qing Lin to the side courtyard in a daze.

Just as Qiu Manxi withdrew his hand, seeing him walking in a mess, he frowned and said, "Qinglin, I have something for you to do."

Qinglin immediately cupped his fists: "But according to the elder's order."

Qiu Manxi said quickly: "Go to Zhiqiu Island and ask Ye Zhiqiu for the soul of the soul."

Qinglin froze for a moment: "Mingling...heart?"

Qiu Manxi: "Let's go and come back quickly. Xuefeng's cold air is attacking his heart now. I want to ask the head teacher to drive out the cold for him, but the longest is only three days. It takes three days to go back and forth from Guihong Mountain to Zhiqiu Island. carry on."

Although Qing Lin didn't know what Ming Lingxin was, but when he heard that it was a spiritual object that could save his junior brother, he stopped asking any further questions, turned around and left after saying that.

Ning Yu on the side suddenly said: "I'll go with Qinglin."

Qiu Manxi gave him a cold look, but did not stop him.

At this time, Ning Yu was in a bit of a panic. He hastily changed into a toga, and his long hair was not tied up, but tied with a red ribbon and hung on his right shoulder. His hands hidden in the sleeves were still there. trembling.

Qinglin frowned and said: "You don't have to follow, I will come back as soon as possible..."

Ning Yu interrupted him: "I'm going."

Qinglin was stunned for a moment, saw Ning Yu's expression, and said after a while: "Okay, let's go."

Ning Yu looked at Qiu Manxi, but Qiu Manxi ignored him and had already turned and entered the inner room.

Ning Yu knelt down and kowtowed, then turned and walked away.

Headmaster Gui Hongshan did not know when he had arrived, he was dressed in a green shirt, his expression was soft like a spring breeze, no one was around, he nodded slightly, and said lightly: "Jianzun, as I said earlier, this son has a high heart. Arrogant and conceited, not suitable for practicing swordsmanship."

Qiu Manxi turned her head and looked at him coldly: "I haven't practiced swordsmanship for many years, so there is no need to call me Master Swordsman—whether Ning Yushi is suitable for swordsmanship is not up to you or me."

The head teacher smiled: "But if he doesn't change his temperament, sooner or later he will be the one lying there. You know that sword repairers have always been aloof and arrogant, but no one can be as arrogant as him. You have always wanted him to cultivate the path of sentient beings, but now it seems that he is really not suitable."

Qiu Manxi looked down at Yi Xuefeng who was sleeping soundly on the couch, and said after a long while: "This...is up to you and me."

If he had made up his mind more than ten years ago to let Ning Yu, who hadn't sunk too much in his emotions, to practice the ruthless way, Yi Xuefeng wouldn't be lying here today, his life and death unknown, but the best time has passed, If he forced Ning Yu to give up all his emotions to practice the Ruthless Dao now, how cruel would it be to Yi Xuefeng who was extremely dependent on Ning Yu?

The head teacher looked at the mournful look in Qiu Manxi's eyes, sighed softly, and said: "I was the one who said too much, Sword Master forgive me."

Qiu Manxi ignored him, gently lifted Yi Xuefeng into his arms, and murmured softly, "Don't be afraid, Xuefeng."

Yi Xuefeng curled up in Qiu Manxi's warm embrace, as if hearing this sentence, she rubbed against his embrace dependently, her lips moved lightly: "Master."

The tenderness in Qiu Manxi's eyes became heavier, and he slowly covered his eyes with his fingers: "Master is here, he will be fine soon."

Yi Xuefeng had no strength left, so he only let out a soft "hmm", and soon there was no movement.

Ning Yu and Qing Lin finally took Ming Lingxin back before midnight on the third night. Qiu Manxi held the spiritual object that looked like a spar, and looked at Ning Yu, who had an extremely ugly face, and said, : "Ye Zhiqiu made things difficult for you?"

Qinglin's face is full of anxiety: "She said that Ming Lingxin is the most important spiritual object of Zhiqiu Island, and that it is an elixir that can bring the dead back to life. It is priceless and cannot be given to us so easily. I want to fight for..."

Ning Yu was full of Yi Xuefeng whose life and death were unknown, and didn't want to waste any time at all. Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu was in such a difficult situation, she impatiently planned to fight for it.

The glamorous woman Ye Zhiqiu who was sitting on the chair looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, and before making a move, she smiled and said: "You want to have a spiritual heart so much, do you mean that the injured person is hurt because of you and needs meditation?" The soul has come back to life, so you can work so hard for him?"

Ning Yu froze, and the spiritual power in his hands suddenly dissipated.

The next moment, the girdle-like whip wrapped around Ye Zhiqiu's waist flew out like a spirit snake, and wrapped around Ning Yu's fair neck.

Qinglin was taken aback: "Island Master is merciful!"

Ning Yu forced himself not to make a move, but could only look at her fiercely.

Ye Zhiqiu was still drinking tea slowly, as if the whip was out of her control, she blew on the tea leaves in the teacup with lowered eyes, and said calmly: "You arrogant boy, it seems that you have learned too little, today sister I'll teach you, this person can't be controlled by emotions blindly, otherwise what's the difference between him and a beast without intelligence?"

After she finished speaking, she raised her little finger slightly, and the tail of the whip wrapped around Ning Yu's waist twitched Ning Yu's calf.

Ning Yu was already injured, and couldn't stand up after being whipped like this, so he knelt down on one knee unexpectedly.

Ning Yu has lived for so many years, and this is the first time he heard someone telling him not to be swayed by his emotions, let alone being humiliated by being beaten and kneeled down for life. He stared at her with red eyes, and just wanted to scold her. Exit, Ye Zhiqiu said flatly: "You really are such a person."

Ning Yu was stunned for a moment, then the anger in his heart seemed to be quenched by ice water, and there was no sound in an instant.

What Qiu Manxi said to him once recalled in his mind: "Teacher, you are too conceited. If you can't change your bad temper, sooner or later you will suffer."

He replied at the time: "Then I will wait and see how much I can suffer."

Until now, Yi Xuefeng's life was hanging by a thread because of his arrogance, but he still wanted to attack the only person who could save him, to make things worse?

Ning Yu has lived for so many years, and never felt that there was anything wrong with his temper. He said what he thought of, and hit anyone who wanted to hit him without saying a word. He never thought about controlling his emotions.

He just knelt on the ground in such a state of embarrassment, staring at Ye Zhiqiu blankly, the malice of wanting to kill her was gone from his face.

Seeing him like this, Ye Zhiqiu covered his lips and gave a chuckle, snapped his fingers and took the whip back, casually threw a purple sachet to him, and said flatly: "Exchange a piece of Ming Lingxin for Qiu Manxi's favor , this business is not bad-take it, but you must remember that Mingling's heart can only protect his heart for ten years, if you can't find another spiritual thing that can replace it within ten years , then he may die even worse than now."

Ning Yu held the purple sachet in a daze, and nodded slightly after a while, with a hoarse voice: "Thank you."

Qinglin told the things one by one, and also told Ye Zhiqiu the last sentence.

Qiu Manxi nodded: "I know, Qinglin should go out."

Qinglin cupped his fists and turned to leave.

Ning Yu stood where he was, staring blankly at Yi Xuefeng who seemed to have become a delicate ice sculpture on the bed, slowly stepped forward, knelt down in front of Qiu Manxi.

"Master..."

Qiu Manxi didn't look at him, he pulled Minglingxin to float on Yi Xuefeng's body, and said softly: "Help me protect the Dharma, I want to send Minglingxin into Xuefeng's meridians."

Ning Yu nodded slightly: "Yes."

It took Qiu Manxi to protect Yi Xuefeng's heart with Ming Lingxin for seven days, and Ning Yu also guarded it for seven days.

At dawn on the last day, Qiu Manxi slowly withdrew all the spiritual power from Yi Xuefeng's meridians, and the heart of Mingling had been placed in Yi Xuefeng's meridians.

Probably because of Ming Lingxin, Yi Xuefeng's snow-like complexion has become much better than before, and finally there is a tinge of blood.

Qiu Manxi looked tired. He looked at Ning Yu who had stood up in a panic, and said, "There is no danger to his life. Take good care of him. He may feel a little uncomfortable these days."

A spirit stone was placed in the meridians, and at the beginning, he always felt uncomfortable. Ning Yu originally thought that there would be no serious problems. It was not until Yi Xuefeng had an attack that he finally realized how naive he was thinking. up.

Mingling's heart enters the heart veins, and almost all the spiritual power of the meridians in his body passes through the spirit stones in the heart veins. Yi Xuefeng didn't know how to guide the spiritual energy of the spirit veins to pass through the Mingling heart at first. The rushing spiritual power hit his heart violently.

On the night of the first day, he woke up with a sharp pain.

Ning Yu was dozing off at the side, but suddenly felt himself trembling while grabbing Yi Xuefeng's sleeve, he quickly woke up: "Xue..."

Before he even called out Yi Xuefeng's name, Yi Xuefeng suddenly grabbed his hand with his eyes open blankly, and murmured: "Senior brother..."

Ning Yu held his hand back and said, "I'm here."

Yi Xuefeng seemed to want to ask him something, but he quickly forgot it while he was half asleep, and he stared at Ning Yu for a long time, before saying, "It's good that you're fine."

Ning Yu was taken aback.

Yi Xuefeng was about to close his eyes and continue to lie down, when suddenly another burst of pain came from his heart, causing him to curl up into a ball in pain, his face turning pale.

Ning Yu hurriedly stroked his heart: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Yi Xuefeng wanted to shake his head, but another pain came from the apex of his heart, which made him cry out uncontrollably.

Ning Yu wanted to replace him with his own body, caressing Yi Xuefeng's pale, sweaty side, wanted to help but didn't know what to do, so he could only helplessly watch him struggle in pain.

Yi Xuefeng's eyes were dizzy from the pain, she stared at him blankly, and said blankly: "Senior brother, is Xuefeng not good?"

Ning Yu hurriedly stroked his forehead, and said: "Xuefeng is very obedient, no one is as obedient as Xuefeng."

Yi Xuefeng blinked his eyes lightly, and the tears in his eyes slowly slid down the corners of his eyes, but soon condensed into an ice bead and rolled into his hair.

"Brother, Xuefeng hurts so much and is so cold."

Ning Yu looked at him almost in despair, her lips moved slightly but she didn't know what to say.

"Brother..."

"Xuefeng is very obedient, I am already very obedient, why is it still so painful?"

"If it takes so much suffering to be obedient, Xuefeng doesn't want to be so obedient again."

Ning Yu couldn't help it suddenly, and hugged him.

Yi Xuefeng curled up in his arms docilely, every word she said was like a knife piercing into Ning Yu's heart.

"I'm cold, brother, please help me."

Ning Yu seemed to have reached the limit, holding Yi Xuefeng tightly, unable to say a word, until Qiu Manxi noticed something strange and came to check, Ning Yu let go of Yi Xuefeng, and ran away in embarrassment almost as if fleeing out.

Three days later, Yi Xuefeng finally learned how to let the spiritual power of the spirit vein pass through the heart of Mingling, and was pulled by Qiu Manxi to a cave on the top of the mountain for retreat.

This was Yi Xuefeng's first real retreat.

And Ning Yu also went to look for Qiu Manxi on the second day of his retreat, and his first sentence was: "I want to cultivate the way of ruthlessness."

Qiu Manxi was flipping through the obscure medical book. He seemed to have expected this sentence, and raised his head without any surprise. He didn't stop him, but said: "Are you sure you won't regret it? You are now Being entangled in the emotions of the world, if you want to practice the ruthless way, you have to give up all your emotions now, can you... be willing?"

Ning Yu gently closed his eyes, and Yi Xuefeng's cute face with an angry smile flashed across his eyes, and finally the picture of him dying and curling up on the bed crying pain to him flashed in the eyes.

Ning Yu opened his eyes suddenly and said, "I can."

Ning Yu took all the matter of Yi Xuefeng's injury on himself, and always felt that if he hadn't been too arrogant and arrogant, Yi Xuefeng would never have suffered such suffering.

Instead of letting him suffer because of himself, it is better to give up everything and let him spend his life in peace.

Ning Yu almost laughed at himself thinking: "Xuefeng is so likable, if there is no me, there will naturally be someone willing to protect him."

Ning Yu is used to being arrogant. In his eyes, others are always trash. This is the first time in his life that he has the idea that he is not as good as others.

Qiu Manxi looked at him for a while, then sighed softly: "Go as you please."

Ning Yu knelt down and saluted: "Thank you, Master."

So after Yi Xuefeng left the customs, Ning Yu had given up everything and became a true ruthless swordsman.

Yi Xuefeng joyfully called his senior brother behind his back, and he could turn a blind eye to it, turn around and leave without even looking, as if the two were just strangers.

Ning Yu finished talking back then, and said, "That's it?"

The corners of Yi Xuefeng's lips twitched, and after calming down for a long time, he said with difficulty: "So you practiced that damned ruthless kendo for that ridiculous reason, and let me hang out for so many years?"

Ning Yu frowned: "Nonsense, how could I have left you alone? You have suffered from injuries in the past few days, when did I not sort out your spiritual veins for you?"

Yi Xuefeng immediately exploded: "That's because the master scolded you, so you sorted it out for me, otherwise you would have kicked me out of the side courtyard!"

Ning Yu was almost deaf from his yelling, and looked at him with a frown: "Are you angry again? Why?"

I practiced the Ruthless Sword Art without discussing it with you?Or did I treat you coldly and not willingly heal your wounds?

Can't figure it out.

Yi Xuefeng was so angry that she was about to pass out, she held her chest for a long time before finally giving up arguing with him, and he said weakly: "So, how did you break the ruthless sword?"

As soon as this question was uttered, Ning Yu's expression became a little strange.

Yi Xuefeng said: "Say it."

Ning Yu shook his head: "Don't say it."

Yi Xuefeng said expressionlessly: "Do you believe that I will strangle you to death?"

Ning Yu touched his neck, it seemed that man and nature had been fighting for a long time before he came to Yi Xuefeng, grabbed his hand and stroked his neck, closed his eyes and said, "Pinch it."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Ning Yu bet that he would not be willing to pinch himself, and just waited for Yi Xuefeng to give up, and he would be able to say "I knew you were reluctant to do something to me", which is very good.

Just as he was thinking, Yi Xuefeng seemed to have seen his little plan, and his anger rose from his heart to evil, and he closed his hands and grabbed Ning Yu's neck.

Ning Yu: "..."

Mistake, miscalculation.

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