After arranging Nangong Ling'er, Wu Qizhe did not rest immediately, but the Imperial Dragon Sword placed on the shelf.

The Imperial Dragon Sword exuded the coldest aura, the sword body buzzed, as if it had its own consciousness, Wu Qizhe clenched the hilt of the sword, and the qi of the sunshine poured into the sword body, wrestling with each other.

A moment later, the Dragon Sword let out a wail and fell completely silent.

A sneer crossed Wu Qizhe's face, if I can't even surrender a sword, how can I talk about dominating the world.

Flicked the sword body, making a crisp sound, the edge of the sword is made of special metal material at a glance, and the blade is not as regular as an ordinary long sword, but in a wave shape, extending to the top of the sword body in the shape of an ordinary long sword.

And where the hilt of the sword connects to the sword body, there is a dragon-shaped sword grid, that is, the gauntlet, which looks even more powerful and domineering.

The sword body is inlaid with blue gem-like crystals, extending from the hilt to the tip of the sword, showing a brilliant blue, which looks not comparable to ordinary ordinary products.

Wu Qizhe moved until the Yin Qi poured into the sword body, and with a wave of his hand, a sharp cold qi tore apart the tables and chairs in front of him, revealing a white ice crystal on the wall, and an ink painting on the wall happened to be cut open by a sword.

The place that was previously blocked by the painting revealed a square shadow, covered by ice crystals, Wu Qizhe wondered in his heart, could it be that there was any treasure hidden on the wall, and he walked over in a few steps, and used the qi of the sun to melt the ice crystals on the wall.

Wu Qizhe saw that there were several pages of paper full of words in the square gap, and he was curious, so he immediately took out the papers.

Wu Qizhe turned the pages one by one, and it turned out to be the peerless dragon condensation decision of the Dragon Castle.

In the past few days, he just simply rummaged through the study, and he didn't pay much attention to Ning Long Duel, he thought that this Ning Long Du was passed on by word of mouth, but he didn't expect to be discovered by him today, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy.

Wu Qizhe sat on the edge of the bed, and when he began to use the Yin Qi to run the Condensing Dragon Decisive Exercise Route, the cold qi in his hand gradually condensed, and with a wave of his hand, an ice-blue brilliance swayed out, and most of the study was frozen with a layer of frost.

This condensing dragon is definitely not an internal strength method, but a martial arts move, which requires a deep internal force as the foundation, as well as a move heart method, in order to exert its due power.

If the Yin Qi in his body is used to achieve the immediate effect, there is naturally no problem, but the Yin Qi consumed is obviously a lot, but if you follow the practice route of the Condensing Dragon Decision, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Wu Qizhe poured out the strength in his palm, and the paper of the condensing dragon immediately ignited and turned into dust.

.......

Early the next morning, it was Ning Rong who knocked on the door in person and delivered exquisite snacks.

"Husband, I have a decisive battle with Wen Taiji today, and I wish you a victory for your wife." Saying that, Ning Rong poured herself a glass of wine, and drank it all, maybe she was in a hurry, and her pink face was flushed.

Wu Qizhe ate a snack in his mouth and said with a smile: "Why do I listen to this like a send-off wine." Then his eyes were cold, and he stared at Ning Rong and said, "Madame, do you think I don't have much chance of winning?" ”

"Husband, you say this, it hurts my heart too much." The white fingers wiped the corners of her eyes, and Ning Rong sobbed softly.

Wu Qizhe watched Ning Rong acting, although he didn't really shed tears, his eyes were already red and swollen, and he had to say that his wife's acting skills were still good.

"It may be that the arrival of Wen Taiji has made my husband a little uneasy, and I ask my wife to forgive me." Wu Qizhe accompanied Ning Rong to continue acting.

"Husband, since I am already married to you, then I am a member of the Wanyan family in my life, and I am also a ghost of your Wanyan family in death, you and I are both prosperous and prosperous, how can I hope that something will happen to you." Ning Rong took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, gently pillowing on Wu Qizhe's chest, and a pair of arms tightened her tiger waist, and the endless love between husband and wife was deep.

Wu Qizhe looked deeply moved, but a pair of big hands couldn't help but start taking advantage of Ning Rong.

Ning Rong's pretty face was red, with a delicate and infinite appearance, but what she thought in her heart was that you would be a dead man soon, and if you took advantage of it, take advantage of it, it can be regarded as the last bit of grace to your incompetent husband.

When Wu Qizhe and Mrs. Ning Rong walked out of the door hand in hand, the man was naturally complacent, and as for Ning Rong as a woman, it was naturally a hibiscus reflection, and she was indescribably radiant.

After the lunch meal, Wu Qizhe invited Wen Taiji to Bailongtang, and his cheap son Wan Yanzheng took his childhood sweetheart Wen Jing to Zilongyuan to enjoy the flowers, accompanied by Yuen Long.

Wu Qizhe and Wen Taiji chatted for a long time, both of them were overlords, and it was natural to talk about the progress of each other's martial arts.

Wen Taiji saw that Wu Qizhe did not propose to compete in martial arts, so he offered to try it with him.

Wu Qizhe nodded and agreed, but put forward a request, the place of the competition should be moved to Black Dragon Pond, as for the reason is to avoid others thinking too much, which is not conducive to the marriage of the two families, so he simply did not try in the mansion.

Wen Taiji hesitated in his heart, and pretended to glance at Mrs. Ning Rong with his eyes, and only when he saw that the other party blinked lightly did he agree.

The three of them did not call any entourage, and came directly to the Black Dragon Pond, surrounded by mountains, in the middle is a platform formed by the weathering of irregular mountain peaks, except for a suspension bridge connecting here, all around are bottomless deep valleys, under the deep valley living water emerges, and the birds and beasts in the water are endless.

Mrs. Ning Rong sat in the stands in the distance, gently shaking the fan in her hand, as if she didn't care about the life and death of the two.

Next to Mrs. Ning Rong, there is also warm wine boiling over a charcoal fire.

Wu Qizhe turned his head to look at Ning Rong, only to see that his wife conveyed to him an expression that only the two of them could understand.

Mrs. Ning Rong found two bronze wine bottles that had been prepared a long time ago, poured them full of wine for the two wine bottles, and put them on a plate for the two of them.

Wu Qizhe took the two wine bottles from Ning Rong's hand and handed one to Wen Taiji.

Wu Qizhe raised the wine bottle and said with a hearty smile: "Third brother, before the competition, let's drink this glass of wine first." ”

"For my brother is about to become a family of sons and daughters..."Wen Taiji said sincerely

"Kiss and kiss." Wu Qizhe cooperated.

"." "."

The two of them touched the wine bottle and drank the wine in the wine bottle at the same time.

Wen Taiji sneered in his heart, I see how long you can be proud, even your wife is my person, thinking of the smugness, he couldn't help but glance at Ning Rong sitting upright in the distance, such a beautiful/beautiful/especially/thing/ has been ruined by a reckless man like you for so many years, it is time for me to come/enjoy/enjoy/enjoy/accept/accept/, when the time comes, I will unite the power of the two families of the Royal Dragon Fort Mingfeng Pavilion to control the north and south to attack the sect, and dominate the world, only in the snap of my fingers.

As for Wan Yanzang in front of him, although he is the overlord of the north, this IQ is really not enough, when you are poisoned, I really want to see what kind of expression he will have when he knows that he was poisoned by his wife.

Ning Rong sat quietly in the distance, like a proud and independent beauty of the country, slowly closing her eyes, maybe in her eyes, whether it was Wanyanzang or Wen Taiji, she had been classified as a dead person.

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