Chapter 92: Revenge
Ning Bing is not stupid, hearing Ning Yi scolding her in circles like this is shameless, her face turned blue with anger.
I want to refute her, but in front of the other two tribes, wouldn't I admit my shameless behavior of oppressing people with demon beasts?
Next to him, there is a young patriarch of the southern branch, who is more sleek. But on weekdays, Ning Bing was unhappy, and at this time, he couldn't help but say something, "Yes, the young patriarch of the North Branch is reasonable." I, Ning Ye, have always looked down on this shameless behavior of oppressing people with demon beasts! ”
"Ning Ye, you!"
Ning Bing didn't expect that Ning Ye would also help this weak little slut speak, and he almost went crazy on the spot!
Ning Ye's amorous and narrow Danfeng eyes were slightly raised, and he looked at Ning Bing, smiling evilly, "What's the matter, the young patriarch of the Eastern Branch, is there something wrong with what I said?" ”
Being asked such a rhetorical question, Ning Bing said that it was not right or not, so he had to forcibly suppress the anger in his heart and turn around and go back to the room.
Seeing Ning Bing leave in such an embarrassment, Ning Ye smiled unabashedly.
"Hahaha, I finally saw that Ning Bing's woman was deflated, and her eyes looked like they were on the top of her head all day long."
As he spoke, Ning Ye's hand was naturally ready to rest on Ning Yi's shoulder.
Ning Yi moved to the side without a trace, letting Ning Ye's hand fall into the air.
"Huh."
The hand didn't fall where it should have fallen, Ning Ye sighed lightly, and then he looked at Ning Yi and looked her up and down.
After a while, he laughed, "Not bad! It seems that this time the clan competition is interesting. ”
After speaking, Ning Ye shook his fan and strode away.
As for the last young patriarch of the West Branch, dressed in black and silent, when everyone else left, he took the initiative to chat with Ning Yi for a few words.
Of these three people, Ning Yi had the best impression of Ning Mo, the young patriarch of the Western Branch.
Although he doesn't talk much, he is very sincere. Compared with Ning Ye's smiling tiger, there is one less layer of barriers and masks.
After chatting with Ning Mo for a few words, Ning Yi went back to his own courtyard.
After today's short contact, Ning Yi probably knew what these young patriarchs were, and their strength seemed to be able to sense some of them.
As for how much strength they were concealing, that was not something Ning Yi could guess specifically.
But no matter what strength they have, when Dabi starts, she will give it her all!
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Each tribe has a big competition, and each tribe will send two people, including the young patriarch, to compete.
In other words, the four tribes add up to a total of eight people.
The young man who was seriously injured by Ning Xiao before was the youngest generation with the highest cultivation in the clan except for Ning Yi.
In just one month, he had not fully recovered, and the clan could only send another young man who could reach the early stage of the spirit level to fight.
Before the war, Ning Yi specially instructed the young man that the most important thing was to protect himself if he was not able to fight the enemy.
The young man was still immature, and knew how powerful Ning Yi was, so he looked at her admiringly and nodded.
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On the day of the big competition of each tribe, everyone who participated in the big competition went to the line and drew their first opponent's lot.
Ning Yi drew Ning Ye, and Ning Bing drew the immature young man from their northern tribe.
This sign, at first glance, has been manipulated!
But in full view of everyone, it is impossible to question the person who has no evidence.
Ning Bing's battle happened to be the first one.
Ning Yi knew that Ning Bing wanted to take revenge on her, so before going on the field, Ning Yi repeatedly instructed the young man.
The young man was in his teens, immature and ignorant, and after going up, he listened to Ning Yi's words and was ready to take the initiative to admit defeat.
Who knew that Ning Bing actually struck first, and before the young man could admit defeat, he was knocked away by a spiritual trick she used all her strength, and then fell heavily to the ground.