The snow was still falling, but the third child was standing on the roof, staring at Ning Ge. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The third said: "Do you really want to die?"

Ning Ge said: "I don't want to!"

The third child was a little strange and said, "Since you don't want to, why do you ask me to shoot faster?"

The door that had been closed by the owner of the soup cake shop was opened again, and Ji Ling, who was dressed in a black robe, walked out.

He looked at the third child on the roof and said, "He's not talking about you, it's me!"

Two months ago, Ning Ge, who had just come out of Luoyan Pass, was beaten in the chest by Ji Ling's punch, so he learned Ji Lingliu's artistic conception.

Ning Ge was in front of the owner of the soup cake shop before, and was naturally the person closest to the soup cake shop.

His punch hit the middle-aged man's bamboo pole and shook each other apart, in order to protect the owner of the soup cake shop behind him, Ning Ge retreated quickly, but he still heard a sound of surprise in the store that had not yet dissipated.

Although it was only an aftersound, Ning Ge knew that Ji Ling was sitting inside.

Then he faced off with the middle-aged man's second move, and Ning Ge was even more sure of the person sitting inside.

For he heard the voice of surprise again. The voice is very familiar, from Ji Ling.

Therefore, Ning Ge's last sentence was said to Ji Ling.

Only Ji Ling's punch made him suffer for a long time, so he hoped that Ji Ling would deal with him and start quickly.

The third child has never fought with him, nor has he ever done substantial harm to him, so naturally this is not said to the third child.

When the third child saw Ji Ling walking out, he immediately lowered his head, turned into a fox, jumped from the snow on the eaves, and left immediately.

When the middle-aged man saw Ji Ling, he was about to say something when he was reprimanded by Ji Ling: "Your father's relationship with me is not as good as you imagined! If the envoy sees you bullying Dahong in the land of Dahong next time, you won't go back alive!"

The middle-aged man's face was fiery red, as if the temperature had risen suddenly in the snow, and he didn't answer, and he didn't answer.

Ji Ling glanced at him again and said, "What's the matter, it's not enough to show up?"

With the last word, Ji Ling's tone suddenly strengthened.

In the direction of the middle-aged man, the snow fell all the way and was crushed one after another.

The middle-aged man was ashamed, turned around and took the bamboo pole, walked quickly into the falling snow, and disappeared at the next intersection.

At this time, Ning Ge had already looked at Ji Ling.

Ning Ge said: "You could have waited for them to kill me before coming out!"

Ji Ling said: "Dahong's generals are not dead yet, and it is not the turn of people of other races to teach me Dahong's people! If they dare to come out next time to attack Dahong's people, this official doesn't mind directly exterminating them!"

Ji Ling paused and said, "Even if Hu Jiu'er's life is not saved, no one can kill you, only Your Majesty can kill you!"

His Majesty is naturally Emperor Taizu of Dahong.

Since the founding of the Great Hong, there has only been one emperor, the iron-blooded Emperor Taizu.

Emperor Taizu reigned for a day, and no alien race could easily kill people in the land of Dahong.

Even the Terrans of Penglai can't, because they are outsiders and don't belong to Dahong.

In the 40 years since the founding of the country, Dahong has not had any credit for them, and they are not qualified to show off their might on the land of Dahong.

This is Emperor Taizu of Dahong, not only internally iron-blooded, but also externally!

So at the beginning, even Hu Jiu'er, the princess of Qingqiu, would subconsciously avoid it when she saw Ji Ling, and the third child directly turned into a fox and left.

Under the iron hand, the alien race can be punished!

But such a premise is that there is a strong force as a guarantee.

But there is a big flood!

Ning Ge said: "Could this be the reason why you discriminate against literati?"

Ji Ling said: "The previous dynasty was because there were too many people like you that they were ridden south by Beiliang, which ruined the country and almost wiped out the clan, isn't this enough?"

Ning Ge couldn't find any words to refute it, this is a shame for the literati, and it is also the origin of today's Dahong Chongwu.

Ning Ge closed his eyes and said, "You still have to do it, it's still the same sentence, do it faster!"

Ning Ge waited for a long time, but didn't see a punch coming, opened his eyes and looked at Ji Ling in the falling snow, and Ji Ling also looked at him.

Ji Lingdao: "Where did you know that I was going to do it like you?"

Ning Ge said: "After I got a strange injustice letter from the capital, every time you see me, you want to kill me, but you can't kill me, isn't it the best way to vent to me?"

Ji Ling said: "You have been beaten out of experience." ”

Ning Ge said: "This is not praise!"

Ji Ling said: "I never praise people I hate!"

Ning Ge said: "If you don't punch me to vent, I'm leaving!"

Ning Ge tightened the red quilt on his body and was about to walk forward.

Ji Ling opened his mouth and said, "I was going to punch you, but I gave up!"

Ning Ge stopped and looked at Ji Lingdao, "Why?"

Ji Ling also looked at Ning Ge tightly and said, "Because I have already punched before!"

Ji Ling sat in the soup cake shop before, and he didn't come out, and no one had seen him punch.

But Ning Ge knew that Ji Ling had indeed punched.

Because Ji Ling's punch was fired by Ning Ge.

Ning Ge used that punch to block a bamboo pole that the middle-aged man had fallen. 、

No one knows his fists better than Ji Ling.

Everyone's moves, everyone's way of making a move, from habit to experience, to Ji Ling's current age, there is already a fixed way.

Ning Ge's punch, Ji Ling knew it was his fist just by looking at it.

Ji Ling said: "At our level, it is generally difficult to be surprised by anything, especially the fight with you juniors, but you did surprise me!"

Ning Ge didn't speak, he only listened, because he really couldn't say anything.

Ji Ling continued: "Being able to use my fist intact, Da Hong's little Wensheng is really amazing. Although it is no longer the power of the flowing artistic conception, it does not prevent it from still being the fist of the flowing artistic conception!"

Ji Ling took two steps closer to Ning Ge, stared at Ning Ge again, and said, "Being able to use the aura to punch out the artistic conception of the flow of the artistic conception, this is what surprises the envoy the most!

The most important thing is that those who practice literature practice aura, and those who practice martial arts cultivate true qi.

Reiki never produces power, so true qi is a major sign of martial arts.

But Ning Ge broke everyone's perception for thousands of years, he actually relied on his aura to hit the fist of the flow of artistic conception, although it was not the power of the flow of the artistic conception, but it was indeed the fist of the flow of the artistic conception.

Ning Ge still didn't speak, and he seemed very quiet in the snow.

Hu Jiu'er asked this question, the demon princess asked this question, and the middle-aged man asked this question... Anyone who has seen Ning Ge make a move can't help but ask this question.

But Ning Ge really didn't know why.

All he knows is that he can see what he wants to see in his dreams, then learn, and finally use it.

It's so ridiculous, how can anyone believe it?

So Ning Ge didn't explain, and he didn't want to change the topic, so he said to Ji Ling: "Everyone has some secrets, I have the right to protect privacy!"

As he spoke, Ning Ge brushed Ji Ling's body and was about to walk out.

Ji Ling didn't stop him, but said, "You should know that the Divine Yiwei is to spy on other people's secrets!"

Ning Ge's feet were on the ice and snow, and then he continued to walk forward.

The fiery red quilt was draped over Ning Ge's body, like a fire burning in the endless falling snow.

Ji Ling watched Ning Ge disappear at the intersection of the street, the emotions in his eyes were very complicated, he didn't know whether to look at the enemy, or sympathize with the weak?

The owner of the soup cake shop came to Ji Ling, bent down and said, "My lord, why did you let Ji Ling go?"

Ji Ling looked at the snowfall in the sky, looked at the boundless Beiliang Mountain in the distance, and did not answer the words of the soup cake shop owner directly, but said: "The god clothes guard secretly planted from today onwards, we must ensure Ning Ge's safety!"

The owner of the soup cake shop lowered his waist and replied yes, and then saw Ji Ling also turn around and walk into the falling snow.

The owner of the soup cake shop whispered: "Adults don't eat bowls of noodles anymore and then leave?"

Ji Ling's voice came from the falling snow: "There is a secret music, you need Your Majesty to see it quickly, can your noodles be delayed?"

The owner of the soup cake shop immediately knelt in the falling snow. Until Ji Ling disappeared.

Ning Ge walked out of the previous street and came to a relatively wide street.

A pair of silver navy patrolled from a distance, armed with silver frost knives. Through the falling snow, the ice and snow under your feet are trampled out one by one.

They just glanced sideways at Ning Ge, who was wearing a big red quilt, and after making sure that he was just a scholar with aura, they continued to move forward without interrogating.

Ning Ge stopped them.

Ning Ge said, "Excuse me, where is King Yan's mansion?"

King Yan's mansion was not in Xueyu City, but twenty years ago, the founding prince Xu Jin pushed the northern border 30,000 miles north, as the king of Yan who guarded the northern border, in order to show his determination to protect the country, he moved the mansion from Beiliang City to Xueyu City.

Beiliang City is naturally not the capital of the demon clan, Beiliang City, but King Yan is determined to fight to Beiliang City, the capital of the demon clan, one day, and dominate the demon clan there. Therefore, King Yan named his blockade in the north Beiliang City.

The Silver Navy was originally King Yan's army, so he naturally knew King Yan's mansion.

But the leading Silver Navy glanced back at Ning Ge, who was wearing a big red quilt, and said, "Are you Xiaowen Sheng Ning Ge?"

Ning Ge was curious, he could be known by the Silver Navy in the north, and said curiously: "You know me?"

The leader of the Silver Navy heard that it was Ning Ge, and then sneered and said: "The people who colluded with the demon clan are also worthy of going to the mansion of His Royal Highness King Yan?" If it weren't for Emperor Taizu's will, Lao Tzu would have cut you down now!"

As he spoke, a team of silver seas spat at Ning Ge one after another.

Fortunately, Ning Ge didn't stand very close to them, and even so, several Silver Navy's saliva still fell on Ning Ge's quilt.

Ning Ge's eyes were a little angry, but Yin Haijun was scolding all the way towards the falling snow in front of him.

Ning Ge looked at the saliva on the quilt, slowly took it off, hugged it in his arms, exposed the place where the saliva was just now, grabbed the clumps of snow from the snow on the ground that had not been stepped on, and wiped it towards the place where there was saliva.

Taking off the quilt, the chill suddenly hit, Ning Ge shook his body, and still meticulously wiped the quilt with snow.

The quilt was left by Hu Jiu'er, red is Hu Jiu'er's favorite color, there is a friendship that Hu Jiu'er has taken care of, and Ning Ge is not allowed to be defiled by others.

His hands were red from the snow he was holding, and his body was shivering.

He squatted in the falling snow like this, wiping the saliva from the quilt.

After a while, Ning Ge let out a slight breath, and the white mist quickly dissipated in the falling snow.

Ning Ge was about to pick it up, but he saw a mouthful of phlegm, which fell again, and landed on the red quilt.

Ning Ge looked up, only to see that the silver navy that had taken the lead in spitting had come back again, and looked at Ning Ge with contempt.

Ning Ge didn't wipe the quilt this time, but threw the quilt in the snow, stood up, looked at the silver navy led by him calmly, and said, "You are the best like a dog, lick the quilt clean!"

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