"No, I can't. ”

Ning Yi simply rejected A-Ning's request.

The boy's expression was very strange...... He probably didn't expect that this Brother Ning, who seemed to be very easy to speak, would refuse so neatly.

Jing Ning's face became ugly, but not that kind of anger, but a kind of shame.

The young man's mind is very sensitive, he has already considered it when he speaks, and in this stranger who has just met and spoken more than ten words, he feels an inexplicable steadfastness, so he subconsciously speaks his thoughts.

In retrospect, this is an excessive.

A-Ning smiled self-deprecatingly.

Ning Yi looked at this young man.

The rivers and lakes are the most taboo, and the shallow and deep ones are spoken.

He just said blandly, "There is still a long way to go, don't ask for someone easily." ”

Ning Yi is not stingy in teaching people swordsmanship.

But...... Jing Ning's words made Ning Yi's impression of him drop a lot.

Ning Yi thought that this was a proud teenager.

But Jing Ning's backbone doesn't seem to be as tough as he imagined.

......

......

A-Ning was stunned.

The young man's fingertips sank into the palm of his hand, and he had a lot of words in his stomach to say, such as the tragic experience of his youth, how much he longed for strength, how much he hoped for opportunity...... can only do chores in the desert inn, and the resentment of this wasted father.

Jing Ning's gaze slowly deflected and looked not far away from the inn.

A big man in black at a table, four people sat around the table, laughing heartily, drinking and holding glasses, the table was full of spit bones, saliva and saliva, and his father, the humble man, hunched over, picked up the table for those people with rough palms, his face was full of folds and smiles...... Busy with the voices of the tables.

He was disgusted with such a life.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle.

The young man silently lowered his head, his hair was covered, he gently stretched out a finger, pointed in the direction of his father, and said indifferently to Ning Yi: "I don't want to be a 'wreck' like him." ”

Pei Lingsu fell silent.

Ning Yi stopped talking.

The middle-aged man, who had not yet known what was going on, had his rag taken away by a stout man who was hanging a silver ticket and laughing and teasing the deformed shortman...... Jing Ning's father, the owner of this inn, is indeed not tall, his face is not good-looking, his face is full of traces of the vicissitudes of time, and now he is jumping hard, but he still has a smile on his face, he is not angry, nor angry, but it is a pity that his five short stature is limited, and he can't reach the silver ticket when he jumps around.

Jing Ning pushed away the seat suddenly, strode forward in silence, and came to the front of the big man.

Without saying a word, he picked up a heavy teapot as he went, and then threw it out at a distance of about a few feet.

The big man who teased Jing Ning's father, his expression suddenly became gloomy, he stood up suddenly, raised his hand and slapped it, and the kettle filled with boiling water was slapped, and the hot hot water splashed the big man's body, the moment the kettle exploded, the starlight between the sleeves of the big man also swept out, and appeared layer upon layer, wrapping up the sleeve robe, as if performing the move of "the bird does not fly", but it was slightly deformed, a whole pot of boiling hot water condensed and did not disperse, and after the big sleeve rotated around, the original poured away at Jing Ning-

The boy lowered his head, stubbornly not backing down, he gritted his teeth, his mind full of anger.

Pei Lingsu was ready to get up, but was pressed down by Ning Yi with one hand.

The girl looked back at Ning Yi with surprise in her eyes.

Ning Yi's expression was calm.

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The next moment.

In front of Jing Ning, there was an extra "mighty" figure.

"Whoa-" sounded.

Hot water poured on the man's back, Jing Ning's father was not tall, but he protected his son tightly, the shabby clothes on his back were soaked in an instant, and the boiling heat overflowed, and this ugly face became hideous because of the intense pain.

"Hiss......"

"Hiss......"

Jing Ning's expression was blank, his sleeves drooped, and he let his father hold him, without opening his mouth or saying a word.

He was just silent.

The long hair on his forehead obscured his eyes.

No one could see the boy's expression.

Jing Ning's father's body trembled and twitched like an electric shock, and he finally reluctantly turned around, squeezed out a smile, and looked up at the tall black shadow.

A silver ticket, crumpled into the man's hand, barely shapeless.

The sturdy man who knocked over the teapot clenched his fists with both hands and said expressionlessly: "Don't get in the way." ”

Jing Ning's father laughed in a trembling voice: "My son...... My son...... Young and ignorant...... Hero, there are a lot of adults, don't worry about children...... Give me a face......"

"Who are you, talking to Lao Tzu about face?"

The big man's face was hideous, and he slapped it hard, and a loud wind rose through the hall.

"Smack"!

Jing Ning's posture froze.

His father, the beads of sweat between his hair, were shocked by this slap.

Time seemed to slow down for a moment at this moment.

Beads of sweat fall to the ground.

Time returned to normal.

The old cheeks immediately swelled high.

The shopkeeper was breathing hard, and he was still laughing, but half of his cheeks were swollen and bruised, and even his teeth were a little shaky.

He slowly stretched out his hand, took out the silver ingot that Ning Yi had given him earlier, smiled and said, "Give face...... Ha ......"

Hitting people doesn't slap them in the face.

Still a smiley face.

The big man fell silent, he looked at this really ugly face, and only felt disdain, irony and funny.

The reason why I was teasing at first was because the shopkeeper looked spineless...... Several companions made a bet.

In fact, it is.

With a small silver ticket, you can sell your dignity.

Such a person doesn't even want dignity, what's the point of living?

The big man said quietly: "I don't want the silver, the silver ticket is given to you, you accept it." ”

The silver ticket, which had been clutched to the point of shattering, slowly fell.

Jing Ning's father looked numb, and his eyes fell with the silver ticket.

Grounded.

Jing Ning's father held out a hand.

There was a churn in the big man's throat, accompanied by a loud spitting sound, and a mouthful of rich phlegm splashed on the silver ticket.

Jing Ning's father stopped the hand that was stretched down, raised his head, and looked at the man in front of him in confusion.

Dahan smiled and said, "Pick it up...... Pick it up. ”

The young man's shoulders were already trembling, two lines of tears were falling silently on his cheeks, and there was no emotion in his heart...... Anger, fear, the urge to kill, the desire to let go of everything.

His father paused slightly.

There is no anger and no other more emotions.

Just smiled indifferently.

Jing Ning's father stretched out a hand and pinched one of the corners of the silver ticket, and then his expression changed suddenly.

With a "snap", one boot was muddy and ruthless

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Stepping on his dry palm, the big man turned his ankle expressionlessly, stepped on Jing Ning's father's palm, and at the same time circled the square of the customer store.

This farce has attracted a lot of attention.

Dahan clenched his fists with both hands and said with a smile: "Brothers, the 'Zhonghu' of the Eagle Club in the Lower Oasis City, there is nothing else, only money, please have a drink today, haha, you're welcome." ”

As you speak, your toes continue to exert force.

Jing Ning's father made a ho-ho sound in his throat, and he was in pain.

Eagle will be the middle tiger, this is indeed a name that is enough to be feared...... The oasis not far away that Jing Ning just mentioned is an important bazaar, and behind the Eagle Club is the Mountain of Death, and behind the Mountain of Death is the Liuli Mountain...... The forces behind it are intricate, and all in all, this is a name that can hold down the field.

So the whole inn immediately fell silent.

There was a dead silence.

Jing Ning's time flies slowly.

It was one of the hardest moments of his life...... He didn't look back, but he knew that behind him, there would be a table watching this scene silently.

The teenager has had many dreams like this.

In their own most difficult moments, someone stepped up...... Last night, he saw the picture of Ning Yi waving his sword and going to the second master of the Death Mountain in Wangyue Well, with Mr. Ning's strength, it is a very simple thing to want to get ahead.

Just need to stand up.

A fist.

And then a word.

can change all that.

But he didn't wait for this scene to happen, because Ning Yi sat at the table from beginning to end, one hand gently pressed Pei Yatou's shoulder, blowing hot air slowly, his expression was calm and calm, and he had no intention of making a move at all.

In today's farce, he is just a spectator.

No one came out on top.

Ning Yi didn't come out either.

So this scene...... As a matter of course, it will develop naturally.

Zhonghu's boots, stepping on the palm of the hand, twisted and mixed with the phlegm, then slowly lifted, and when he left, there was a crisp "pop" sound, and the bones seemed to be broken.

Jing Ning's father collapsed on the back of his palm.

His expression was very downcast, and he tried to raise his head, trying to squeeze out his signature flattering smile, only to see the tall shadow open his sleeves and spill several silver tickets.

"Gone. Boring. ”

Zhonghu smiled, without a pause, turned around and left directly, picked up the long knife on the table, beckoned a few partners, and left the Silver Moon Inn back and forth.

Several cultivators of the Eagle Society, as they walked by, stretched out a hand and pressed Jing Ning's head.

Scattered laughter pierced Jing Ning's ears.

No one cares about a child.

Especially his father, who is so ...... Amusing.

Jing Ning didn't know who these laughter were laughing at, laughing at himself or that humble man.

The sputum-soaked silver ticket was picked up by the shopkeeper, and he grinned and threw it into the garbage basket in disgust.

The man coughed in pain, he retracted the injured hand into his sleeve robe, turned around slowly, squeezed out a smile to look at his son, and stretched out his arms, wanting to hug Jing Ning.

Jing Ning took a step back.

The man froze.

Jing Ning gritted his teeth and said three words with tears streaming down his face.

"It's a wreck. ”

He turned away and didn't look back.

......

(Today was last year's meeting, for four days in a row, there may only be one chapter, everyone understand the panda...... I owe it first, and I really make up for it when I come back!)

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