C221

These days, the Dian Cang Sect's Elder, Ning Zhijing, had been in constant fear, ever since he had submitted to Wu Haoyuan's Death Seizing Powder. Every day, he would sigh and feel that there was something wrong with his body. Even if he said it was painful, it didn't hurt, but his entire body felt uncomfortable. Because he knew that the Heavenly Execution Alliance's Alliance Master, Uncle Wu, had extraordinary means. Since he dared to let him leave, he was absolutely confident that he wouldn't dare to speak nonsense.

He bought his own medicine from Ye Zichen's shop. If Ye Zichen could get his hands on such a venomous medicine, it would be easy for him to get two poisons. If that was the case, then it was definitely true. The soul would return to the west after a month. As he watched the days pass one by one, he felt really aggrieved and aggrieved in his heart.

If he had known earlier that the other party's true identity was actually the alliance master of the Heavenly Execution Alliance, Uncle Wu, then even if he was beaten to death, he would not have dared to make a deal with such a person. He thought back to when he was truly innocent and was actually bowing and groveling in front of these terrorists as brothers. He really didn't know how to write the word 'die'.

However, he wasn't a brainless rat. Why didn't Uncle Wu kill him to keep his mouth shut? Logically speaking, he should have long run away, afraid that people in the martial world would know his identity. You just spared my life? In that case, there was only one possibility, and that was that the other party would come and cause trouble for him in the future.

The thought of his opponent's treacherous, despicable, and despicable face made him feel as if he were a mouse who had seen a cat and was trembling with fear. He only hoped that the other party would be merciful enough to let him off, but once he thought of how the poison would die in a short amount of time, and that the other party would never forget him, there was no place for him to cry. In this way, he could not wait for the other party to arrive earlier. At the moment, his emotions were as complex and inconsistent as a woman's. In the end, he was completely on edge. He wanted to stand outside the window with a megaphone and shout, Will you come tonight? My love for you has always been there. Big Brother Wu, oh, Uncle Wu, you are my god. Don't forget that I'm more peaceful than you. I'm going to eat with the heavens in the future.

I don't know if Wu Ke will laugh or cry after hearing his song, so he mercifully sent him to heaven. Don't ask me.

Today, he sat at a table near the window of Chu Xiuxuan's restaurant and drank alone. He drank by himself, feeling depressed and disconsolate. These days, he had already declined the invitation from many of his friends in the martial arts world. Pulling gangs together to form an alliance to carry out a great cause, to suppress the remnants of the Sky Execution Alliance, this common enemy of Wu Lin. People in the martial arts world have to be beheaded, hahaha, with the bounty, one could make a fortune and become famous. Why not? Brother Ning, you are one of the top experts in the martial arts world. How can you be missing out on such a golden opportunity? Hehe, come come come, let's drink two cups. When I'm done drinking, let alone the trash from the Heaven's Execution Alliance, even if a tiger came, I would dare to bite it to death. Wu Song is nothing. I would even find him embarrassing if he were my little brother. Not to mention three bowls of food, not to mention, urgent urination.

Ning Zhijing didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the sight of all these drunkards. Just how many of you are not enough to kill you? If you want to die, I, Grandpa Ning, won't play with you guys. Bye bye, take care, goodbye.

Of course, he was also a well-known person. He was smiling brilliantly with a kind expression on his face. Brother Liu, what do you mean by that? You don't treat me as a brother at all. You can rest assured that as long as you give me the order, I, Ning, will absolutely not renege on my obligations.

If he were to put on such an act, he would push the cup for a change. Behind his back, everyone would say that the other party was faking death and even said that he was a brother. However, in the face of others, he was extremely passionate. This was simply a friendship between life and death. He was trying to form a clique. "You don't even have to say that alcohol is a good thing. What a load of bullshit. Even a dead person can borrow a dead body to pay for their soul.

Ning Zhijing was an astute person, so she would definitely give him some face when she came to the martial arts world. Reputation is like this, flattering each other. If you pat me, I'll flatter you. If they were hired by someone else and the palanquin was high, wouldn't that mean their reputation came to an end? Therefore, his reputation in the martial arts world was prominent. A good Mystic Light Sword, shining brightly.

Yeah, not his head. They have hair. He was referring to this person. After all, he had the aura of the main character and was shining brightly. As soon as the qi from the bastard was released, the group of heroes were all terrified. None of them dared to disobey their little brother's order. The tiger's body was completely destroyed, and the group of enemies was completely annihilated. It was simply invincible.

Although he wasn't that simple to deal with, he was still very open in the martial arts world, because he could brag. No, he knew how to talk, and that was how he made people feel. Other people thought that handing in a hundred year old bosom friend was truly a blessing in disguise after seeing each other too late. When I'm happy, of course I'm free to play. I have a lot of money and I'm very headstrong.

When they heard that Brother Ning had been depressed lately, they felt a little upset and all rushed over to check up on him. Brother Ning, what's wrong with you? I heard that you've been sulking at home for the past few days and haven't left. As brothers, what's there to be unhappy about? Speak up and let everyone be happy.

Happy my ass, I'm about to die. I'm so angry at you, you bastard. Ning Zhijing cursed in her heart, but how nice was it for others to say? It wasn't because they treated you as a brother that she didn't care. He could only express with a smile that he got a migraine from the wind these two days. He couldn't make too much of a fuss, so he was really sorry. I'll definitely treat you to a drink some other day to apologize. With this, he finally managed to get everyone out the door.

Other people would find it strange when they left. If you said you couldn't drink because of a headache, then why would you stay in a restaurant? There must be a problem, treating us brothers as fools, hmph, these kind of people are treating you as a brother in vain, and you actually lied to your brothers. I was wrong about you.

The disciples of the Dian Cang Sect were furious when they heard these disgusting words. It just so happened that the other party was a reputable person and he didn't dare to lightly offend them. He could only wait for the others to leave and go upstairs to report to Ning Zhijing, "Master, the people you've given up are not good people. They talk behind your back -- "

Ning Zhijing's narrowed eyes, which seemed as if she hadn't awoken from her sleep, suddenly lit up with a bright light. A vicious aura immediately flashed across her face. Ji Er calmly smiled and said to his disciple, "You still don't understand how we made friends in the martial arts world, but if it's too serious, you will lose." It's hard for a person to be confused, but it's enough to leave a little soberness in the heart. Just pretend you didn't hear these things. "You can leave. If there's anything you want to say, we'll talk about it later."

After his disciple had gone down, he sat on the chair and brewed a pot of tea. He breathed in the fragrance of the tea and felt relaxed. It was like he was living a peaceful life. Time will not be old, perhaps I am old, why in the past, those dogs Gou Gou to welcome the pleasure of the game can be so powerless. But can I really quit the martial arts world? Perhaps there was no other way out.

A strong killing intent flashed across his eyes as he shouted, "Who is it?"

Liu Boyong, the deputy chief of the Heavenly Execution Alliance, caressed his folding fan as he casually walked out of a cubicle, revealing a thin and ice-cold face with a smile that was not a smile. He stood with his hands behind his back, holding the goatee in one hand and laughed sinisterly, "It's been a while since we last met. I didn't expect we would meet again. Mm, you're in quite a good mood. You know how to enjoy yourself. It can't be for me, right?