Ning Chuan is not an ordinary person or an ancient martial artist, his feelings are different from those of ancient martial artists and ordinary people.

Ning Chuan felt that at this time, how could Beiming seem to be so 'pretending'?

"You, you're really the North Hell!"

Long San was frightened, did he need anything to prove in the North Underworld?

Beiming sneered: "What's the matter, do you still need me to prove that I am Beiming?"

"I'll tell you, let me prove that I am the Northern Underworld, and I dare to guarantee that these ancient warriors in front of me will not die or be disabled!"

Long San hurriedly clenched his fists: "Senior of the Northern Underworld, don't dare!"

"I've admired the predecessors of the North Darkness for a long time, and I haven't seen the predecessors of the North Darkness for a long time, it's because I am clumsy!"

"I hope the seniors of the Northern Darkness will understand the juniors!"

"Please don't mind, senior Beiming!"

Ning Chuan laughed: "Long San, now I can admit that Beiming is my buddy!"

"Our bet doesn't count!"

Sweat dripping from Ryusan's forehead, how to answer?

Answer Ning Chuan, the bet counts, then his plan with Long Er will be in vain!

Answer Ning Chuan, the bet doesn't count, so wouldn't you take Beiming in your eyes?

No matter how you answer, it's not good for Ryusan!

"Ning Chuan, I'll do you such a big favor this time!"

"Isn't it time to say something?"

As if the dust had settled, Beiming began to find benefits from Ning Chuan.

"Beiming, I've seen this!"

"What's the relationship between you and me?"

"What do you want?"

"I'll reimburse you for the gas money, and then invite you to a barbecue, how about it?"

Ning Chuan smiled, and had already decided in his heart that he would give Bei Ming a magic talisman and a body strengthening talisman later, which could be regarded as repaying Bei Ming's kindness.

"You kid!"

You can't tear down Ningchuan's platform at this juncture.

Bei Ming had no choice but to gently touch Ning Chuan's forehead with his fingers and laugh.

Seeing that Ning Chuan and Bei Ming were so familiar, Long San finally made a decision: "Ning Chuan, the bet you and I make, count!"

"From now on, the ancient martial artists of the three sects will never trouble Old Man Long and Long Zhongying, and I also guarantee that when Old Man Long and Long Zhongying are in danger, the ancient martial artists of the three sects will come to help!"

"Of course, don't worry!"

"The ancient martial artist is true to his word, I will never secretly do anything bad to Old Man Long and Long Zhongying!"

Ning Chuan nodded, believing in Long San.

After all, just now when Long Er asked Long San to let the three sects send hundreds of ancient warriors to take action and kill Old Man Long and Long Zhongying.

Instead of doing this, Ryuzo said the words 'Ancient Warriors are true to their word'.

This is enough to prove that Long San is an honest person.

Besides, there is also a way to steal, and Long San is the 'third hand' to shoot.

According to the information given by the system, Long San is looking for those who seem to be either rich or noble, and will never shoot at the poor.

Based on the above, Ning Chuan believes in Long San.

"The affairs of the Long family, I don't care what you plan!"

"In short, Old Man Long and Long Zhongying must live!"

Ning Chuan's words were said to Long Er.

Ryuji's eyes were gloomy, and his subordinates were about to appear.

It's just that Ryuuji is not a fool.

Beiming made a move just now, showing the 'qi' of the ancient warrior and his own momentum.

Although Ryuuji didn't feel it, the changes in the hundreds of ancient martial artists of the three sects and the image of the head of the three sects, Long San, spitting out a mouthful of blood for no reason, surrounded Ryuuji's mind.

Ryuuji knew that the ancient warriors could not be provoked.

Even if he wanted to kill Long Zhongying and Old Man Long very much, Long Er couldn't do anything!

Helpless, Ryuuji had no choice but to take out his mobile phone to stop his subordinates from surrounding the villa area.

"Senior of the Northern Underworld, if you have time to be a guest of the three sects, I will leave with my disciples first!"

Long San felt that if he took hundreds of ancient martial artists from the three sects to stay here, maybe something bad would happen, so it was better to leave here with someone quickly.

Beiming nodded, but didn't hold it.

Since Long San has given him enough face as a strong man, and given him enough dignity and respect that a strong man deserves, then forget it!

Anyway, Ning Chuan didn't suffer.

Later, I will have to find Ning Chuan for benefits!

Long Sanru Lin gave amnesty, and hurriedly evacuated the villa area with hundreds of ancient warriors from the Sanmen faction.

Under the leadership of Long San, hundreds of ancient warriors of the Three Sects evacuated the villa area, leaving behind the corpses of dozens of black-clothed people under Long Zhongying's hands and the corpses of hundreds of Long family.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ryuuji was left alone, and slowly retreated.

Old Man Long and Long Zhongying's eyes were red, staring at Long Er leaving!

Bei Ming saw the corpse on the ground.

"What is this?"

It's not that Bei Ming didn't see it, but that hundreds of ancient martial artists from the three sects blocked the corpses on the ground, and Bei Ming smelled the smell of blood in the air, but he didn't care.

After all, Ning Chuan didn't look injured, so why should he care about the smell of blood in the air?

"The Long family and Miss Long's men in black!"

"The three sects sent hundreds of ancient warriors to shoot, that scene is really unforgettable!"

"Hundreds of ancient warriors attacked hundreds of ordinary people, what is the difference between slaughter?"

"Maybe that's what happens in the slaughterhouse!"

Ning Chuan sighed with emotion, and wanted to tell Bei Ming that if it weren't for the protection of Old Man Long and Long Zhongying, he would definitely be angry and attack hundreds of ancient martial artists of the Three Sects.

Just to give an explanation to these dead ordinary people.

"It's come to this, and it's useless to regret it!"

Bei Ming sighed, knowing that it was no longer realistic to chase after hundreds of ancient martial artists of the three sects.

Everyone came by car, and now the convoy doesn't know where to go!

"Senior of the North Underworld, thank you this time!"

Ning Chuan walked in front of Beiming and said solemnly to Beiming.

Bei Ming was about to say, thank you for the hammer, hurry up and give me the body strengthening talisman and the magic talisman, it will be regarded as a reward!

Before Bei Ming could speak, Ning Chuan flipped his wrist at the moment when his words fell, and a Divine Talisman and Body Strengthening Talisman appeared in his palm.

The Divine Walking Talisman and the Body Strengthening Talisman were held in Ning Chuan's hand and waved at the Northern Darkness.

"The great kindness of the predecessors of the Northern Darkness is unrequited!"

"A little respect, not a courtesy!"

Ning Chuan deliberately said this, he had such words.

"Bring it to you!"

Bei Ming was too lazy to talk to Ning Chuan, so he stepped forward and grabbed the body-strengthening talisman and the magic talisman that Ning Chuan was wielding in his hand.

"Okay, what's missing?"

"Next time, if there is such a thing, give the Divine Talisman and the Body Strengthening Talisman Seal, call me at any time, I promise that even if it is in **, I will lift my pants to find you!"

Look, listen, these words seem to be one of the only powerhouses in the circle of ancient warriors, should they say it?

Beiming is not ashamed at all, but takes it for granted!

The effect of the physical strengthening talisman and the divine talisman, who uses it knows!

There are strong body talismans and magic talismans, who wants to be faced?