A smile appeared on Ning Yi's face that had been tense: "It's been a long time, Ning Fei is tired, my good son." ”

"Please don't call me that, it's disgusting, and my surname is Kong, not Ning." Kong Feiti replied with a cold face. He stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and looked into Ning Yi's eyes: "Father has arranged so much, just to see me?" ”

The smile on Ning Yi's face became kind: "In a way, it is true, I miss you very much. ”

"Miss me?" Kong Feiti sneered, "Father, when did you care about ......?"

Before he could finish this complaint, he was embraced. Ning Yiqian hugged his back and stroked it gently: "Non-tired...... Child...... Do you know how much I miss you? Ever since you were completely locked down by our White King, I haven't been able to see you again. ”

Kong Feiti struggled hard: "Don't pretend to be here with me!" Let go! ”

Ning Yiqian was pushed away, and his face looked very hurt: "Do you think I'm pretending?" ”

"Or else?" Kong Feiti slapped his body in disgust as if he had been stained with dust, "I know you are just using me as a bargaining chip, and you are using me as a bargaining chip in negotiations with the White King, right?" Isn't it right to be a hostage to threaten the White King? ”

"How can you think of me like that?" Ning Yiqian looked at Kong Feiti in shock, "How can a father want to ...... Would you do this with your own children? ”

"What is the White King?" Kong Feiti turned his head in disgust, avoiding Ning Yi's gaze, "What are you doing with him?" He's your child, too. ”

Ning Yixi explained: "He is just on a wrong path, what the father did was to correct him, and the father was to protect Guibai from him. ”

"Protect Guibai? Is it to join forces with the wicked people of Black Rock City and the mongrels of the Nether? Thank you so much. ”

A cold mocking voice rang out.

Kong Feiti looked up in the direction where the voice came from. There was a shadow of a person on the huge windmill behind them, this person was wearing a luxurious white robe similar to Ning Yi's, but the tattered paper umbrella in his hand was a little unsightly.

Ning Yixi didn't turn to look at the man, and shook his head with his back to him: "Respected Your Majesty the White King, you are really late enough." ”

The White King jumped down from the windmill with an umbrella, and lifted the hanger in front of him with one hand, revealing the handsome and gloomy face behind it: "I met two people who unexpectedly appeared here, and I was delayed for a long time, and my father waited for a long time. ”

"Father? The old man can't afford it. Ning Yizhi still didn't look back, his fingers pinched the sparse white beard on his chin, "There are many opportunities, how can His Majesty the Supreme White King have a father?" ”

"Rather, I advise you to stop pretending to be crazy and stupid over there." The White King put down his drooping, and the jade beads in front of him collided together, covering his eyes again. He slowly walked towards Kong Feiti, and he didn't look at the other party as much as Ning Yixi: "Do you think I am willing to admit my relationship with you?" As a son, I can't choose my father. ”

"Hahahaha!" Ning Yi was looking forward to laughing wildly, and his head looked up with a smile, "A good son can't choose his father?" If it weren't for my son, how could you be the White King? ”

His laughter stopped abruptly, the expression of the gloomy owl climbed up to his face, and he slowly tilted his head back nervously: "Don't forget, I built Guibai, I made it." ”

"So what?" The White King's arm wrapped around Kong Feiti's shoulders and slowly pulled him behind him.

"How?" Ning Yi's eyes widened, "Ning Feixian, you will never really control Guibai, because I am Guibai!" ”

In the next second, he suddenly turned around, flicked his sleeves violently, and threw something at the back of the white king's head. Kong Feiti saw it in his eyes and shouted: "Brother! Be careful! ”

However, before Kong Feiti reminded him to speak, the White King had already reacted first. He pulled Kong Feiti with his left hand, held the paper umbrella in his right hand high, knocked on his shoulder, and opened the umbrella with a bang. As soon as the thing that Ning Yi threw touched the surface of the umbrella full of holes, it instantly turned into a cloud of powder.

"It's worthy of the printer's own leisure, but it's a pity that I'm here? A kiln-produced moire cup. Ning Yiqian took out a small light blue porcelain cup from his sleeve and held it up in front of his eyes to look at it, "It was originally a pair of brothers, but unfortunately there was no one all of a sudden." ”

The white king turned around to collect the umbrella, his face was angry: "What do you mean? ”

Ning Yipan ignored the White King, still playing with the porcelain cup in his hand like a treasure connoisseur. At this time, the white king heard a plop behind him, and the moment he turned his head to look, the blood in his whole body was poured to the top of his head.

Kong Feiti knelt on the ground with a pale face, patted his chest with his palm, and shouted intermittently: "Brother...... I...... Out of breath...... Come...... ......"

Behind him were two slender transparent tubes, the inside of which had been stained bright red by the blood he had spurted into.

Swish!

An umbrella shadow flickered by, and the two tubes writhed and fell to the ground like two twitching insects. Facing the two big blood holes behind Kong Feiti, Bai Wang gritted his teeth and pulled out a belt on his body.

The strap floated in his hand. It automatically wound around Kong Feiti's back, and then tied a knot, finally stopping the bleeding.

After doing this, Bai Wang hugged Kong Feiti, whose breathing gradually stabilized, slowly raised his head, and looked at Ning Yi, who was still playing with the cup in his hand with red eyes: "You dare to attack Ti'er!" ”

"My son was born to me, and I can do whatever I want." As soon as Ning Yi's hand was released, the second cup fell to the ground and cracked into a pile of pieces. He stepped lightly on the fragments of the cup and walked towards the hundred kings, his face full of disdain: "I gave your life, even if I take it back now, it's not a big deal, right?" ”

The white king glared at Ning Yixi's face, then withdrew his gaze and looked at Kong Feiti gently: "Ti'er, you take a rest here first, and my brother will deal with that man." ”

"Brother...... You don't have to worry about me...... You...... Go and ......" Kong Fei coughed weakly, "You must ...... Be careful......"

"I know." The White King held Kong Feiti's head, gently let him lie on the ground, and then stood up, the dark clouds of anger on his face surging.

He raised the umbrella in his hand and faced Ning Yi's face, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out: "You want to take back the lives of the two of us, right?" Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it! ”

Ning Yiqian put his hands together and pulled out a more delicate small teacup from the palm of his hand: "I've been waiting for a long time......"

He looked up and smiled, "Come on, then!" ”