The big moon hangs high.

The three of them made a "difficult" trek in the desert.

Ning Yi and the girl leaned together, stepping on a "slow" flying sword under their feet, and half of the flying sword's body slowly advanced in the sand, this speed was already extremely slow, but even so, the young man behind him was still out of breath.

Jing Ning's body bones are not weak.

But he had been running for miles all the way without stopping, and that big burden had long been thrown away to the unknown.

The young man had red eyes, looking at the two people in front of him who were slowly flying with swords, and all kinds of emotions flowed in his heart, which was very complicated.

This also requires a mouthful of dog food.

Fifteen miles to the east.

He estimated that there was still a lot more.

Jing Ning's heart has already roughly guessed tonight's scene...... Mr. Ning took himself to Oasis City to kill, killed the Eagle Society to the point of losing his armor, and then left in a fluttering manner.

First, go to Oasis City.

Running over on foot, for him, it was not a big problem.

Just as Jing Ning was about to take a breath, the flying sword in front of him suddenly unloaded, and Ning Yi and Pei Lingsu stopped on a small sand dune.

"It's here. ”

Jing Ning was a little stunned, this is here?

This is an unknown foothold in the vast desert.

And his eyes looked in the direction of Ning Yi, on the small sand dune, I don't know when a long sword was inserted, a man with his mouth and nose covered, his body was strong, but at this moment he was like a fragile lamb, his hands were tied behind his back, kneeling in the sand, his back was close to the long sword, his skin was beaten by the wind and sand, and dense blood stains oozed out.

Zhonghu.

Aning didn't expect it...... It's going to be like this.

Ning Yi came to his side and said calmly: "This is an insult to you...... Someone who insulted your father, to be precise. ”

Ning Yi handed him a knife, "Now that he's in front of him, you can do it." ”

Aning didn't take the knife.

He looked at Ning Yi, looking confused and entangled, making sure that the other party was not joking.

Jing Ning's voice was hoarse: "Mr. Ning...... Are you serious?"

Ning Yi still maintained the posture of handing the knife, and his expression did not change.

Wandering around Oasis City during the day, and when he was about to leave in the evening, Ning Yi took this guy called "Zhonghu" and threw it here.

For Ning Yi, the Eagle Club and Oasis City were nothing more than empty shelves with bells and whistles.

He can hit people, he can kill people, he can choose either way...... Take Jing Ning to "revenge".

But just like the young man showing a look of loss, Jing Ning didn't guess that the "learning something" in Ning Yi's mouth would be here.

He looked at the knife that Ning Yi handed over in a daze, and was sure that Ning Yi wanted to let him take the knife.

Jing Ning immediately said angrily: "He kneels here, I kill him with a knife, what can I learn?"

What can you learn?

Good question.

Ning Yi smiled and said, "Don't you hate him?"

"You tie him here, give me a knife, and I'll kill him...... It's not what I want. Jing Ning stared at Ning Yi like an angry little beast, and said hatefully: "I won't feel any joy." ”

"So I'll take you to Oasis City and kill the rest of the Eagle Society, and you'll be happier?" Ning Yifeng lightly broke the young man's thoughts, and asked bluntly, "What's the difference between these two things. ”

Jing Ning was stunned.

This.

He gritted his teeth again and said, "I'm not the only one I hate. ”

Ning Yi said again: "Then I'll bring everyone who insulted your father at the inn." ”

Jing Ning was silent.

Ning Yi

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Looking down at the young man, he said calmly: "See what you want...... Jing Ning, you want both revenge and recognition, if I take you to the Eagle Club to kill, the next day the news comes out, everyone will think you are very powerful. ”

"This is what you want. ”

Ning Yi sneered: "Do you want to be a hero with a sword on the rivers and lakes, or do you just want to enjoy the style of a hero who shows off the scenery wherever he goes?"

Jing Ning didn't know what to say all of a sudden.

Ning Yi's words struck him deep in his heart.

Ning Yi handed the knife to Jing Ning's hand.

There was no contempt in his eyes, just calm, like a lake for ten thousand years.

Everyone has what is called "vanity", which is not a bad thing...... Especially when you are young, everyone will envy the good and want better, sometimes just because you are too young, so you can't see clearly.

"There is no such thing as unconditional getting. ”

Ning Yi said lightly: "Just like I said...... You need to bet on something. ”

Jing Ning held the knife, he felt the tremor of the sand between the dust around him, the long sword that bound the "Zhonghu", the sword body swayed, the sword qi burst out, and the strips of cloth that bound the man were all shattered at this moment.

Zhong Hu, who was in pain, finally broke free from the shackles with his hands, he gasped, knelt on the sand, raised his head in fear, looked at Ning Yi, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior...... Is this the kid's master?"

"Of course ......"

Ning Yi didn't go to see Zhonghu.

"It's not. ”

Ning Yi faced Jing Ning, and he stretched out a hand and held it on the young man's hand, making him clench the long knife.

He turned his back to Zhonghu and said, "Kill Jing Ning, I'll let you go back to the Eagle Society, this matter is over." ”

Zhong Hu was a little confused, in his eyes, the young man in black robe was like a Yama who came out of hell, he had seen too many masters in the desert for more than ten years, but he had never seen an existence like Ning Yi...... From Oasis City to the desert ten miles away, flying with a sword is only a dozen breaths, and it looks extremely easy.

What realm is this? Ten realms, the pinnacle of the ten realms, or the star of life?

I can't even think about it...... If it is really a fateful star, it is one of the few big people in the entire eastern realm, and if you stomp your feet, the catastrophe of Liuli Mountain will also give three points of face.

Such a person should not break his word, right?

Zhonghu stumbled and stood up.

His robe was tattered, and there was blood everywhere, stretching in the wind, stretching his muscles and bones at the same time, the meridians made a crackling sound, and the corners of Zhonghu's mouth twitched, and his expression was a little painful.

"Rest assured...... I'm not going to break my word. After Ning Yi confirmed that Jing Ning held the knife, he slowly turned around and said calmly: "But after all, he is just a child, he has sealed your cultivation, a fair duel, life and death are fateful, I will not interfere." ”

Ning Yi patted Jing Ning on the shoulder and said lightly: "Hold this knife, die, and don't let go." ”

Jing Ning's lips were dry.

He looked at the pale, scarlet-eyed man.

Zhong Hu's body was shattered by Ning Yi in several acupoints, and he couldn't exert his star light at all...... But even so, it didn't prevent him from killing the teenager in front of him.

He was born in a martial arts family, his fists and elbows, and his whole body was full of sharp weapons.

It took Zhong Hu seven or eight breaths to get familiar with the body that had been numb after being bound for a long time, until the blood could flow coherently from his shoulders to his arms to his fingertips.

He let out a long roar and began to run in the desert yellow sand, like a fierce tiger, and in an instant he swooped down the small sand dune.

Jing Ning is like a wildflower that can be broken by the wind at any time.

The young man raised the long knife with a long roar, and stabbed it at Zhonghu fiercely, this was the first time in his life that he held a knife, the first time it was aimed at a real person, he was there when he was very young

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A wooden sign was erected in the stable of the inn, and every day a wooden sword was held and chopped.

Wooden swords are light, steel swords are heavy.

Almost the moment the wind swept over, Jing Ning heard the sound of the tip of the knife scraping the flesh, this knife had no purpose, just stabbed at Zhonghu, the other party's speed was very fast, and he didn't care, he adjusted an angle when diving, and brushed the blade with his shoulder, setting off a splash of blood.

"Stab" sound.

A bright red arc bloomed on Zhonghu's shoulder.

At the same time, an extremely heavy "muffled sound" sounded in Jing Ning's chest, and a cannon fist burst out when Zhonghu was close to him, smashing into Jing Ning's weak chest without any fancy slamming.

The boy's pupils constricted into a line.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Zhonghu's eyes were filled with confusion...... This punch is enough to pierce an adult's heart.

Why......

He heard the crisp sound of bones breaking.

Jing Ning's consciousness was almost scattered by this punch, boundless pain hit his heart, a wisp of green brilliance was released between the desert yellow sand, and the talisman that was placed in his pocket was buzzing and trembling, the starlight was surging, and the young man roared angrily and grabbed the long knife, slashing downward-

"Rub".

The knife was sharp, and almost instantaneously sliced open half of Zhonghu's arm, and large chunks of blood spurted out and splattered onto Jing Ning's cheeks.

"Ahhh

The boy wept bitterly, and then roared angrily.

He was like a lion.

Zhonghu roared and slapped Jing Ning's face, this slap set off a majestic wind, and there was a crisp click, and even the cervical vertebrae were almost broken.

The boy was knocked somersault, the talisman still trembling, the majestic starlight supporting his bones, which could shatter, but would never die from the mortal wound...... He endured great pain, in exchange for the power of action supported by anger.

One person fell to the ground with a knife.

Jing Ning was like a sandbag, rolling on the ground, his head turning unconsciously, and the sky was dark, but he was still clutching the long knife, and the blade stabbed him, covered in blood.

He rolled on the desert, like a sandbag fluttering in the wind, but his feet suddenly took root, he stood up suddenly, and before Zhonghu could get close, he fell again, then staggered to his feet again, and then fell down again, and repeated several times, Jing Ning stumbled and rushed in the direction of Zhonghu, lowering his back, and slashing indiscriminately.

Squatting on the ground and picking up Zhonghu, who had a broken arm, kicked him away.

Jing Ning took the knife and pounced again.

A knife stabbed him in the lower abdomen.

Kicked away again, Jing Ning pulled out his long knife and threw it dozens of feet.

Zhong Hu covered his lower abdomen with a painful howl, looked at Ning Yi, his voice was desolate, and he shouted in despair: "Senior! This is not fair! You gave him a knife!"

Ning Yi was indifferent.

Sand and dust swept in.

The boy is like a lion, like a lone wolf, more like a vulture.

Again and again I pounced, was beaten to my knees, tossed and flew, and pounced again.

The howls, the swearing, the screams, all ended.

Eventually, the dust cleared.

The world is clean again.

Jing Ning's white-washed linen robe was stained with blood.

He was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the long knife in both hands, and the tip of the knife was inserted into the chest of the man on the ground, only the back of the knife remained outside.

Jing Ning lowered his forehead and slammed it on Zhonghu's chest, unable to hear any heartbeat.

He raised his head and roared, his throat full of unwillingness and grievance.

Tears welled up in her eyes and were knocked away by the wind and sand.

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