"What did Zeng Gongzi say?"

An Ning quietly took a step back and asked Zeng Cheng with some trepidation.

Zeng Cheng looked at An Ning like a frightened little rabbit, his little face was full of vigilance and fear, and he was very proud in his heart.

The first time he saw An Ning, he liked it so much that he wanted to go crazy, and in order not to make himself crazy, Zeng Cheng tried to destroy An Ning.

He took one step forward and another, approaching the peace step by step: "I was frightened, Qingjing is gone, this loss is huge, you have to pay me for the rest of your life." ”

An Ning blinked: "What does Childe mean by this?"

"What do you mean?"

Zeng Cheng smiled: "It means that you want to be my slave and obey my orders for the rest of your life......"

Zeng Cheng said as he stretched out his hand to imprison An Ning.

He knew that tranquility was the cultivation of the foundation building period, and for ordinary people, the cultivation of tranquility was already very high, but for Zeng Cheng, the cultivation of tranquility was not enough.

Zeng Cheng was the highest cultivation among the younger generation disciples of the Ziyang Sword Sect, and he was also the most talented disciple of the entire Sword Sect.

He built the foundation at the age of sixteen, and it has been ten years now, and in the past ten years, he has broken through several small realms one after another, and now he is already a fifth-level cultivation in the foundation building period.

You must know that after building the foundation, it is difficult to advance at each level, and with each level, whether it is spiritual power or the use of spells, it is exponentially increased.

Zeng Cheng and An Ning are five layers of cultivation apart, and if he wants to imprison An Ning, it can be said that he can be caught.

Zeng Cheng looked at An Ning proudly and raised his hand to cast a spell.

He put a forbidden spell: "Don't move, serve me well, maybe you can suffer less sin." ”

After casting the forbidden technique, Zeng Cheng reached out and was about to touch An Ning's face.

But his hand was stretched out, and An Ning had already been slapped in the face.

"Be good to your mother, serve your mother...... Who are you as an aunt and grandmother, and still be your slave, bah, why are you so big-faced? ”

An Ning scolded and slapped at the same time, and more than a dozen slaps were thrown out, Zeng Cheng's face was red and swollen.

"You?"

Zeng Cheng was taken aback: "Why can you move?"

"I can move naturally. ”

An Ning sneered, raised his hand and used the forbidden technique on Zeng Cheng, imprisoning Zeng Cheng.

Zeng Cheng felt that he couldn't move, and suddenly looked anxious and frightened: "You, what are you going to do?"

"Don't move. ”

An Ning stepped forward with a smile and turned over his hand and took out a dagger.

She began to carve Zeng Cheng's face with a dagger, and soon, Zeng Cheng drew a turtle on his left cheek, and a few words were engraved on his right face: I am a turtle son.

After carving the words, An Ning smiled and admired it for a while: "My words are getting better and better." ”

Zeng Cheng's cheeks were painful, he could feel the blood falling down his cheeks, he was anxious, painful and afraid: "Second girl, I was joking with you just now, I don't have any bad thoughts about you, you let me go......"

An Ning smiled and slapped Zeng Cheng's face with a dagger: "Oh, what a coincidence, I'm also joking with you, I don't have bad intentions for you, I just think your face is very good, it's very suitable for me to paint and write, so I just drew a picture and wrote a few words, you won't mind, right?"

Zeng Cheng was so angry that he had long wanted to dismantle An Ning in his heart, but he still smiled flatteringly: "Don't mind, don't mind, it's an honor for me to have this face." ”

An Ning smiled: "That's it, then I'll write a few more words." ”

Zeng Cheng's frightened expression changed greatly: "No, no need, my face is so big, I can't write too much." ”

An Ning looked at Zeng Cheng: "Since that's the case, forget it." ”

Zeng Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

An Ning turned around: "There is no room on your face, but you can still write on your body, why don't I write a few on you." ”

Zeng Cheng is about to pee, okay?

"No, no, you're too tired from writing, what should you do when you're tired?"

An Ning didn't answer Zeng Cheng again, she took a knife to cut Zeng Cheng's clothes, cut him a few times, and finally took out a rope to tie Zeng Cheng, dragged him out of the bamboo forest, found a big tree next to the path, and hung Zeng Cheng upside down and tied him up.

Tied up, An Ning put away the knife.

Zeng Cheng thought that An Ning would spare him, but he didn't expect An Ning to reach out and point at Zeng Cheng's dantian, Zeng Cheng suddenly fainted with a scream of pain.

An Ning clapped his hands: "I really think I will spare you easily? ”

She smiled and quickly left the place.

After that, An Ning found a place with a lot of people, where there were several juniors from several families talking and laughing together, and An Ning joined in the past, and soon got along with everyone.

waited until Mrs. Liu's birthday banquet began, An Ning went to the main courtyard to eat, she ran into An Yue, An Yue was startled when she saw An Ning: "Why are you here?"

An Ning raised her eyebrows: "It's time to eat, I'm naturally going to come over." ”

"Not ......"

An Yue originally thought that with Zeng Cheng's temperament, she was afraid that she would torture An Ning for half her life and ruin her reputation, she was already prepared, and she should not see An Ning again after the birthday banquet began.

But she didn't expect An Ning to come over as if she hadn't been hurt at all, and she looked calm.

"I just looked for you for a long time, why didn't I find you?"

An Yue was afraid that An Ning would see something, so she quickly changed her words.

An Ning shrugged: "I've been playing with Miss Wu and Zhou Gongzi, by the way, where did my sister go?"

An Yue's heart was obviously weak: "I didn't play much, I just found a place to rest for a while." ”

"Oh. ”

An Ning nodded: "Next time my sister finds a good place to rest, remember to call me." ”

"Okay, next time. ”

An Yue hurriedly diverted the topic and talked about Zhou Gongzi and Miss Wu.

When the birthday banquet was about to end, a subordinate hurriedly ran to the main courtyard and said a few words in the ear of Mrs. Liu, and Mrs. Liu's expression changed greatly: "Go find the master, hurry up and ......."

An Ning's eyes narrowed slightly, she knew that someone should have found Zeng Cheng who was hanging from the tree.

The guests present saw that something should have happened in the Liu family, and they all got up to say goodbye.

An Ning quietly followed the ladies to say goodbye and leave.

When she returned to her home, An Ning sat on the bed with a smile when she arrived in her room, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she hooked a bright smile.

That person in Zeng Cheng should have been ruined in this life.

An Ning abolished his spiritual root, and also abolished his cultivation, making him a real waste.

And he's worse than waste.

Although Xiao Qing's spiritual root was abolished before, he was at least about the same as an ordinary person, and Xiao Qing's face was really good, so he could get by.

But Zeng Cheng is different.

An Ning painted a turtle on his face again, and wrote about the turtle's son, and An Ning made a wound, which was permanent, that is, Zeng Cheng returned to the Ziyang Sword Sect and found the best elixir, but it couldn't cure the wound on his face.

He will always carry the words "turtle and turtle son", and he will never dare to show his head again, and can only live like a mouse in the gutter.

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