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The Dian Cang Sect's Elder Ning was calm as if she was facing a great enemy. All the hair on his body stood on end as he asked in surprise, "You — — why are you here?"

Liu Boyan held his hands behind his back as he leisurely walked to the front of the table. He stretched out his skinny old hands and picked up a cup of warm pre-rain tea. Holding it against his chest, he sniffed and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He glanced at Ning Zhijing, who seemed to be very nervous. Ning Zhijing smiled and said, "You haven't tried it, have you?"

Ning Zhijing was startled and immediately said, "Not yet."

Liu Boyan smiled in satisfaction, raised his glass to his throat, and moistened his voice. It was extremely rare to see clear and bright pre-rain tea. It was the genuine tea in the teacup. The smell was strong and mellow, especially after the season had passed. Therefore, he had to pick the fruit in time before the bright rain. Drinking such a small cup was truly a carefree and relaxing feeling. One cup was enough to ease a thousand worries. Young people do not know the wonderful taste of tea, it is really a waste of such good tea.

It's rare for him to be so hospitable, so I'm a little courteous to him today. Liu Boyan put down his teacup reluctantly. He walked to the window and looked down. Seeing that there was nothing out of the ordinary, he closed the window. The light in the room dimmed a little, but this gave others a sense of oppression. He's not a good person anyway, Ning Zhijing thought to herself.

Liu Boyan's sharp eyes stared at the other party and he coldly spoke, "Do you know why I've come today?"

Ning Zhixin quietly thought, "You ran over to my place to grab my tea, and yet you're still so cocky. Do you think you're Uncle Wu?" He looked at her coldly and said in a neutral tone: "Should I know?"

Liu Boyan's eyes flickered and his tone became cold and disdainful. He said coldly, "You must know!"

Ning Zhijing frowned upon hearing his words. He also felt that the other party was a bit too aggressive, so he immediately replied back, "Hmph! I don't want to know! "

"Oh!" Liu Boyan's ears perked up. His gaze was sharp enough to kill, and he threatened, "Very good! Since you don't want the antidote on your body, then just assume that I've never been here before. " After he had finished speaking, he turned around and left without even looking at him once, leaving with such ease.

Ning Zhijing's eyes opened wide, and her expression changed slightly. Looking at the retreating figure, she suddenly became flustered, "Hold it!"

Only then did Liu Bo Yong stop his steps, his hand holding onto the goatee as a smirk of complacency appeared on his face. You would rather be a silent person, devious and devious, than play any tricks by seizing on your weakness. He said slowly, "My time is precious. Wasting it on you is equivalent to committing suicide! "

When Ning Zhijing heard this, her blood was in turmoil, but she couldn't do anything about it. In the hands of others, her life was in their hands, so she had no choice but to give in. He quickly excused himself, "Brother Liu, please hold on for now. Since Brother Liu is here, you must have something good to ask of me! Just say it! "

Liu Boyan then turned around with a disdainful look and said sarcastically, "I didn't realize you were a bit smart. Fortunately, you are not stupid, otherwise I would not even come! The last time you beat me up so badly, I haven't settled the score with you yet. You'd better be careful. "

Ning Zhijing disapprovingly said, "Brother Liu, please be direct with what you have to say. Don't say any unnecessary words. Besides, didn't you beat me too? We were already even. Please have some self-respect! "

When Liu Bo Yong heard this, he flew into a rage. He pointed at Su Yun and shouted: "You, this bastard! Are you not convinced?! Do you really think you can fight? Do you think I, Liu Boyong, can't beat you?! If you have the guts, let's spar! "

"That won't be necessary!" Ning Zhijing obviously didn't need to prove the existence of this. He waved his hand and said, "Brother Liu, why are you doing this? "We're on our own. If you hit me, I'll hit you. If you ruin Brother Wu's plans, then there's no point."

Liu Boyan waved his fan and strode forward. He made a strange move and said angrily, "Who's on the same side as you? It's only a matter of minutes before I kill you! " The folding fan was hurting his face, and the wind in his palm was like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Ning Zhijing.

Quiet And Steadfast remained calm in the face of danger. With a flip of his palm, he pushed the opponent's wrist to the side, ready to fight as well. He had already felt very displeased with this man. Since the other party was so arrogant, he would first teach him a lesson before making any plans. His palms were like the wind, waving his long sleeves as he waved them towards the other's face. Hehe, today your Grandpa Ning will teach you how to hit your face with strength.

He pulled up both of his opponent's hands, and his right hand suddenly struck out with an extremely concealed hook. Once it hit, it would hit the other party's acupoint at the joint. With a slight push from one of the tendons, the opponent's left hand became paralyzed and was unable to move. At that time, the opponent wouldn't be at his mercy.

However, just as he was feeling pleased with himself … A strong and overbearing hidden force suddenly erupted from his palms. He inwardly cursed and quickly retreated. However, the other party didn't allow him to pursue him. The arrow shot out like an arrow. When he could react and counterattack, the other party's fan had already heavily struck his lower abdomen, sending his figure flying. It slammed into the white wall behind him with a loud bang.

Ning Zhijing's voice was sweet and sweet. A mouthful of hot blood came out of his mouth, but the other party's fan was already at his throat. Liu Boyan's thin and cold face appeared in front of him. He indifferently looked at him and said, "Some people are just this cheap. If you want others to beat you to death, then what do you think is courting death?"

Ning Zhijing looked at her opponent in fear. She finally realized his true strength. She didn't even have the chance to fight back before she was defeated. However, she felt really bitter after hearing his words.

At this time, he heard a knock on the door, and a disciple called out: "Master, what's wrong?"

Ning Zhijing wanted to tell him not to come in, it was dangerous here. He saw his own disciple break into the room and just happened to run into this scene. Liu Boyan had a folding fan in his master's throat. He coldly glanced at his master, saw that his master was about to make a move, and coldly said, "Little brat, if you don't want your master to die, then obediently scram!"

Ning Zhijing knew that the other person was ruthless and had excellent kung fu skills, and that her disciple was not a match for him. Coming up here was pure suicide. He hastily shouted, "Little He, you go out first! I'm fine! "Get out!"

Only after being scolded repeatedly by Ning Zhijing did his disciple slowly, helplessly, walk out of the room. However, he heard the other party calling out to him, "Go out and close the door! Your Master and I have something to discuss! "

When the other party shut the door with a hateful cry, Liu Boyan's cold face turned red. He turned his hand with a flip of the hand, and two slashes went toward the door. The pain made Quiet And Steadfast's face turn completely red. He said coldly, "I get angry when I see your face. Speak! Where is your makeup water? "