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The Liyuan Tea House in the southern suburbs of Yanjing, although the name sounds quite rustic, is real, and it is a membership-based entertainment venue that only high-end people can enter.

Different from other high-end clubs, Liyuan Tea House has a simple and fresh style, so that most politicians and elegant people will come here.

Ning Guangyao didn't really like this kind of place that was far away from the city center and had a long drive back and forth, but he was quite fond of the food here.

As the country's prime minister, Ning Guangyao's food needs to be tasted by the guards and confirmed that it is non-toxic before he can enjoy it, which makes many dishes already cold when they are served to him.

Most of the dishes in Liyuan Tea House are fresh and delicious cold dishes, which makes him not feel uncomfortable because of food problems.

Sitting in his position, he is far less free than others think, so the only things that he enjoys are especially valued and cherished.

However, Ning Guangyao has always felt that the path he is taking is wrong, and people who do not stand on the commanding heights of power will feel that such a life is a pity.

Really standing in his position, billions of lives are applauding, billions of human beings know about his existence, this sense of accomplishment makes him irresistible!

"Prime Minister, please use it slowly", the two waitresses put the dishes on the table and withdrew with a smile.

Ning Guangyao sat alone, and on the rattan dining table in front of him, there were more than a dozen plates of various delicacies.

If it is reported out, it will definitely be scolded by the masses for the extravagance of the leader.

But what media would dare to write a real report?

Diligence and frugality are only needed when acting.

However, eating alone is a bit lonely after all.

Originally, he might have brought his wife to dine together, or, with his only child, no one would dare to talk more.

It's just that now, that woman has been buried by herself, and the only son who has strangely returned makes him extremely suspicious and dissatisfied.

These thoughts were only fleeting, and Ning Guangyao knew that he was not yet fifty years old, and it was not a matter for a woman, a descendant, and a woman.

I still have a longer political path and more supreme power, waiting for myself to enjoy it slowly!

Slowly picking up the chopsticks, Ning Guangyao began to chew slowly.

And next door, in the private room of a Liyuan teahouse, Ning Xin and Ning De, the two elders of the Ning family, had no interest in dining.

After Ning Guangyao arranged some incense and tea for them, he didn't bother with them.

Although he had known about the existence of the Ning family cultivator and the sacredness of his family's ancestral sect a long time ago, Ning Guangyao had never had the heart to cultivate and pursue that long life.

Even, if it weren't for Yang Chen's appearance, which caused a series of situations involving monks, he might not have intersected with the people of his own family in his life.

First, Ning Guangyao also knew that as a child of a secular family, it was difficult to have the opportunity to enter the sect to cultivate, and secondly, Ning Guangyao didn't think that everyone could have the talent to cultivate and produce results.

Even if you successfully enter the god transformation period, you have no ability, but you can only live in the illusion for most of your life, which is not a beautiful thing.

Anyway, those old guys couldn't escape the word "death" in the end, and Ning Guangyao felt that his life was much more meaningful and exciting than theirs.

Halfway through the drink, there was a knock at the door.

Ning Guangyao frowned, he didn't like to be disturbed at this time.

"Who?"

The people outside did not respond, but opened the door directly.

Ning Guangyao suddenly realized that the situation was not good, because his guards did not intervene to stop it?

When Ning Guodong, who was dressed in a straight suit, walked in the door gracefully, and led a strange woman with a gorgeous face beside him, Ning Guangyao's heart trembled somehow.

"Guodong?" Ning Guangyao looked suspiciously at the woman with a strange smile on her face, somehow, the first time she saw her, she also felt familiar, "Who is she?"

"Don't worry, they're fine, they die peacefully, they kill with a single blow," the beautiful woman stepped forward.

"Who the hell are you!?" Ning Guangyao subconsciously tensed his nerves.

Luo Cuishan was dressed in a red dress and wrapped in a light brown windbreaker, looking very enchanting.

"Giggles, dear husband, husband and wife for decades, why can't you even recognize your wife?"

Ning Guangyao Huo Ran got up and widened his eyes, "It's you!?"

Luo Cuishan changed to a wild laugh, "Hahahaha, do you hear it this time?Ning Guangyao, have you been looking for me for a long time? I didn't expect that I would come to you today, right?"

Ning Guodong snorted lightly, "Mom, don't talk nonsense with him, he's almost scared to pee." ”

"Brute, you actually joined forces with your dead woman to deal with me!?" Ning Guangyao finally understood the situation at this moment, Ning Guodong was really prepared, and secretly colluded with Luo Cuishan to deal with himself!

It's a pity that I couldn't control this weird kid as soon as possible.

The main thing is that with Ning Xin Ningde, even if he knows that Luo Cuishan is not dead, he may be making trouble behind his back, and he doesn't have to worry about it.

Can ...... now

"What happened to the two elders of Ning Xin and Ningde? No way, you won't be their opponents!" Ning Guangyao asked as he took two steps back.

"We are not opponents, it doesn't mean that others can't, Ning Guangyao, you just think you can calculate everything, you are too conceited, so you will always have something to miss", Luo Cuishan slowly stepped forward.

Ning Guangyao swallowed his throat, his body trembled continuously, and from Luo Cuishan's eyes, he saw hysterical revenge rage.

Just as Ning Guangyao was looking forward to Ning De and Ning Xin coming to his rescue, two screams suddenly came from outside the house!

The figures of Ning Xin and Ning De were actually blasted away by some force and planted on the slate ground!

Yang Lie, who walked out of the room with a relaxed foot, gently held a sphere that was constantly flashing with a silver-gray dark light in his hand.

The deterrent power of antimatter energy made Ning Xin and Ning De seem extremely frightened, both of them were cultivators in the middle stage of the god transformation, but they seemed to be very helpless at the moment.

In the entire Liyuan Tea House, the other guards and service personnel seemed to have been quietly slaughtered, and there was no other commotion at all.

"Yang Lie!?" Ning Guangyao was dumbfounded, completely unable to understand how it could be him.

Yang Lie turned his head, glanced at Ning Guangyao, and showed a wicked smile, "Premier Ning, you recognized the wrong person." ”

Ning Guangyao's pupils contracted for a while, and when he heard this tone, he suddenly woke up, "You are not Yang Lie, you are ...... Wen Tao!?"

For a while, many things were thought through, and Ning Guangyao shouted loudly: "No wonder that reckless Yang Lie can make so many troubles, it turns out that you are that cripple!? Damn minion, I spared your life at the beginning, and you turned around today to harm me with this pair of mad dog mother and son"?

Wen Tao shrugged, "Prime Minister, you should be grateful to me, I didn't become you at the first time, but Yang Lie, I am already very kind to you." As for their mother and son, karma is what you deserve. ”

"Bastard thing!!"

At this time, Ning Xin and Ning De, who got up from the ground, suddenly rose up with their true yuan power, and the two of them respectively summoned their own low-grade magic weapons, a gossip bronze mirror and a blue-purple flying sword.

"Hmm, you still want to resist?" Wen Tao grinned.

I saw that Ning Xin urged Zhenyuan, and a golden pillar of light condensed in the center of the gossip bronze mirror, and the convergence point of the pillar of light gradually tapered, faintly turning into a white-gold high-temperature beam!

"Blazing Golden Light!"

Ning Xin roared, and the beam of light instantly became like a long rainbow, piercing Wen Tao's chest!

And Ning De was not to be outdone, and angrily urged the blue and purple flying sword, with a purple shadow, and slashed at Wen Tao's neck!

The two of them were overjoyed when they saw Wen Tao being injured by the magic weapon, but they felt that they were just not taking good precautions just now, and they were shocked by his strange power.

At this moment, as soon as the magic weapon comes out, who is his opponent?

But in the next second, the two were dumbfounded!

I saw Wen Tao with a playful smile on his face, the wound on his chest that was burned through was restored in a blink of an eye, except for the damaged clothes, there was no other wound!

And the severed neck, after swallowing the blue and purple flying sword, directly pulled it out again, and then the wound was restored as before!

"How...... How could it be...... Impossible!Could it be that he is immortal!?"

Wen Tao looked at the blue-purple flying sword in his hand contemptuously, and after sighing twice, a cloud of dark silver antimatter energy rose in his hand, wrapping the flying sword!

Ning De tried his best to urge Zhenyuan, but he couldn't get the flying sword to return to him obediently!

Although it was just an ordinary Xuantie mixed with a low-grade flying sword made of milk vetch ore, it was a very reliable magic weapon for a person like him who was not in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods.

Seeing that the flying sword was taken by someone else, how could you not be in a hurry!?

Wen Tao laughed when he saw Ning De's anxious and painful appearance, "It seems that your monk's true yuan power doesn't work very well? Your broken sword, although it is not very delicious, is just an appetizer, I'll eat it first." ”

As he spoke, he didn't hesitate for a moment, and the flying sword was actually eaten away by antimatter energy, turned into a stream of light with silk threads, and disappeared!

Ning De and Ning Xin's jaws are about to fall, this forging magic weapon at least requires Nan Ming to leave the fire, what is that silver-gray energy!? It can easily decompose and devour the magic weapon!?