Chapter 855: Do You Think I'm Really Wasted?

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It's just that everyone didn't expect that Ningbei hadn't left Wutai Mountain yet.

During the day, he openly declared war with the gate valve, overwhelmed the major families, and killed several supreme leaders.

Isn't that enough?

Is Ning Bei going to do it to the genius martial artists of the family?

At this moment, Ning Bei sat alone in a high position and said calmly: "I asked Xiu'er to invite you today, I want to talk to you, return to our military headquarters, and join my Bei Liang as a general!" ”

"What?"

"Ningbei, you dare to do this?"

"If you do this, you are forcing my family to rebel!"

……

In the crowd, everyone was furious.

But only after the last sentence sounded, the audience was silent.

Everyone looked at the back of the crowd, a thin young man with a pointed face, and couldn't help but stay away from him.

You really dare to say this kind of brainless words!

In front of His Royal Highness King Ningbei of Zhenguo, do you dare to say rebellion?

I'm afraid you don't want to be razed by the three clans!

Ning Bei sat alone in a high position, chuckling lightly like a spring breeze, his eyes fell on the back of the crowd, and asked softly, "What's your name?" ”

"Qi family, Qi Lianshan!"

Qi Lianshan, a young man with a sharp face, said his name with a stiff head.

Family sequence, the thirty-third Qi family.

Ning Bei raised his left hand, his hand turned into a sword point, pointing at Qilian Mountain, his face changed suddenly, and he said coldly: "Kill him!" ”

Swish!

The one-armed Jiang Dusk flashed and pulled out the Beiliang knife at his waist.

The moment the sword is unsheathed, it is full of domineering.

Someone exclaimed: "Badao! ”

"Half a step to the top!"

Everyone present was shocked, but they didn't expect that a nobody around Ning Bei turned out to be a half-step pinnacle-level martial artist.

What's even more terrifying is that he repaired the sword.

The sword swept through the sky and fell abruptly.

Like black lightning, no one can stop it.

Qi Lianshan said in horror: "Ningbei, you dare to kill me?" ”

"Why don't you dare to kill, if your Qi family dares to make trouble, you should be the three clans!"

Jiang Duci fell with a knife, from the top of Qilian Mountain to his feet.

The whole person was cut in two!

Blood spilled all over the hall.

This is a warrior!

The essence of a warrior is accompanied by killing.

The noisy living room suddenly fell silent.

The will of the king of the north, the disobedient, die!

An extremely oppressive aura enveloped the entire living room.

The three giants of Confucianism.

Kong Li and the three of them were all at the top of their lives, and they were never afraid of Ningbei because of the death of Qilian Mountain.

This kind of method of killing chickens and setting an example to monkeys is useless to the young people present.

Kong Li said with a solemn face: "Ningbei ......"

"Even though you are a Confucian giant, a Confucian school, and although many outstanding people have official positions, do you know what happens if you call me by my name?"

Ning Bei looked slowly.

Kong Li's face was slightly pale, and he had practiced the way of Confucius and Mencius since he was a child, and the rules of etiquette were deeply imprinted in his heart.

He exhaled lightly, turned around and bent over, and said: "Confucian Confucian Confucius has seen His Royal Highness Zhenguo, what I want to say is that even though he was as strong as Emperor Wu back then, swept all directions, shocked overseas barbarians, and did not do things so domineering for the time being, forcibly accepting us into the military department, but today, why did His Highness Zhenguo do this?" ”

"I'm here today to tell you why!"

Ning Bei's sharp eyes were like electricity, and he said coldly: "Hundreds of foreign countries are afraid of me Ningbei Dacheng, afraid of my Huaxia to reproduce the glory of the Han Dynasty, afraid of my Huaxia to reproduce the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, and the grand scene of all countries coming to the dynasty!" ”

"So the hundred countries outside the country joined forces a few years ago, and they formulated a hunting plan, this plan is to hunt the eastern dragon, and the hundred countries will eat it!"

"The hundred countries are no longer ready to move, but raise troops to invade the territory, and the soldiers are under the Great Wall, do you know how many men in our military department die every day?"

……

Ning Bei was faintly angry and looked at the three giants of Confucianism.

The Confucian school is different from the family.

They are a genre.

It is an integral part of our Chinese civilization.

As a descendant of Confucianism, now I have encountered foreign enemies in China, but these people are drunk and dreaming of death on Wutai Mountain, looking for fun.

That's really uncomfortable!

Why should the men of our military department defend the country to the death, use blood to build a monument that will not fall, and use flesh and blood to resist the army of foreign warriors!

Why can the son of a family hide in the back and enjoy?

Is it just because of their family background?

Is it just because the men in our military department are all children of ordinary families?

However, the male children of our military department are also people who have parents and wives and children.

Every human being is a living being.

The privilege of the family gate lord was from the day Ningbei left the northern border and returned to Bianjing.

This privilege is gone!

Ning Bei is holding the Beiwang Sword, and what is broken is the privilege of their gate valve family.

The children of the warriors of the family will give me to the front line.

Those who do not obey orders.

Fears.

Shoot and kill!

At this moment, Kong Li said angrily: "Hunting plan? ”

"Is this plan real or not?"

Kong Kai's eyes showed shock.

Ningbei did not prove.

But the warriors present basically believed it in their hearts.

Because of the character of the king of the north of the country, he would never disdain to lie and deceive them.

The audience fell silent.

Even these people know about the hunting plan.

But so what!

They still don't want to join the military department, even if they contribute to the country, they don't want to!

In the hearts of these people, there is only the family!

The idea of family supremacy is deeply rooted in their hearts.

So sometimes, don't blame Ning Bei's iron wrists.

For this kind of martial artist, what else can you do other than suppress them with iron and blood?

Could it be that Ningbei should be painstakingly educated and change their beliefs little by little?

Ningbei is the son of Wuyun.

Not the son of Wenyun!

This is the work of the son of Wenyun.

Zhang Qixing, the son of Wenyun, has died.

Therefore, Ningbei will use martial arts to control the world.

Ning Bei sat on a high position and said quietly: "Even if you know the hunting plan and know how tragic the battle on the front line is, you still don't want to join our military headquarters!" ”

"Are you ashamed of me Ningbei?"

"I'm Ning Bei standing in the world, have I ever done anything shameless!"

Ning Bei's sharp eyes are like electricity, and the geniuses of the families present, although they are the same generation.

But the vision and pattern of the two sides, and even the courage and open-mindedness are too far apart.

Sometimes people can't help but think deeply, not everyone is the king of Ningbei!

The audience was silent.

Ning Bei spoke again and said indifferently: "Or do you think that my Ning Bei is abolished today, and I can only control the cultural vein in the future, and I can't support the entire Huaxia Martial Dao?" ”

"Let me tell you, although I am in Ningbei tonight, I am still the overlord of the northern realm!"

Haohao's voice was like thunder, rolling and stirring in the sky.

Ning Bei suddenly got up, his three-foot white clothes were like snow, his eyes were as sharp as electricity, and his tiger eyes looked in all directions.

No one dared to look at him.

It just came at this moment.

In the center of the hall of the Star Picking Tower, the innate roar of looking at the sky slowly trembled, and with the posture of looking at the sky, his mouth spit out a trace of purple gas.

The purple gas of the year is about to appear.

Many people looked at each other, their eyes showed joy, and many people were ready to move.

No one seemed to care about Ning Bei's words.

Ning Bei stood with his hands in his hands and said softly: "Do you think that my Ning Bei is really useless!" ”