The sound of shattering sounds.

Ning Duwu didn't even see the phantom of the other party's raised hand, let alone any aura fluctuations.

But there is nothing unusual everywhere in the body, is this blow in vain?

Sensing that something was missing from his body, Ning Duwu was extremely frightened and looked down.

A Taoist robe and a green robe are still there, and the outer bone armor transformed by the iron armor rhino spirit pattern has disappeared.

With just one blow, the five-grade spirit pattern that Ning Duwu had exchanged for desperately retreating, along with his arrogant self-confidence, was shattered.

Before everyone noticed anything, Ning Xuanming stared at Ning Jian even more fearfully.

"You..... Don't!!" came out of the cry.

The shattered and scattered armor on the ground turned into aura, but it did not return to Ning Duwu's body.

No matter how Ning Duwu summoned him, Ning Jian's body was like a bottomless whirlpool, inhaling all the free spiritual energy in front of him, leaving no trace behind.

The power of Ning Duwu's bloodline is also among them.

"No !!!"

Ning's hoarse voice echoed throughout the city, intertwined with the many cries and sorrows outside the ruins.

Ten years of penance, once scattered.

The frightened Ning urged, his mind was blank at this time, and he could no longer raise half of his strength to collapse in front of everyone, like a puddle of mud.

Ning Jian's eyes were still bloody, and the only consciousness in his body was the person in front of him.....

Damn it!

The hand was raised again.

Boom!

The plasma drifted away, and countless red flowers bloomed in the air, which was very beautiful.

The red flowers were three points more delicate than the peach blossoms that bloomed outside the city, and one of them floated into Ning Jian's eyes.

The warm scarlet liquid moistened the boy's eyes, and there was an inexplicable familiarity. The boundless blood in his eyes melted like spring snow, and the world in front of him was clear and transparent.

In front of him were two people.

"Wen'er!!"

Liu Yunfeng's sharp and mournful cry finally pulled the young man's consciousness back.

The eldest young master was looking at Ning Jian, and when he came into contact with his clear gaze, he smiled.

The safflower on his chest had become a sea of flowers, and Ning Jian's eyes were about to split.

Ning Duwen still saved his younger brother.

"Big brother!!"

Ning Urging desperately shouted, hugging Ning Duwen's body and wanting to cross some aura, but found that he was no longer there. In a panic, he took out all kinds of bottles and cans from his sleeves, and hurriedly scattered the pills on the ground.

He frantically picked up on the ground, and was stopped by Ning Duwen's hand.

Such injuries are powerless.

Ning urged his head to bow his head and choked, tears couldn't stop falling, and he couldn't hold back his voice.

Ning Duwen gently pulled his brother's head into his arms.

For many years, the brothers have not been as close as this.

Ning Duwen still remembers that when he was three or two years old, his younger brother was scolded by his father for practicing calligraphy, and he also slapped his palm. At that time, he was like this, pulling the crying Ning Duwu into his arms and comforting him. The younger brother did something wrong, and he, as the elder brother, always took the initiative to excuse him, of course, in the end, his father basically found out, and the brothers were both punished.

But since he started practicing martial arts, Ning Duwu has never cried again. Maybe he cried, but he never showed it in front of people again. The younger brother is so hard-working, and Ning Duwen, as the elder brother, is naturally happy. It's just that I still feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

Later, Ning's reputation became more and more famous, and his younger brother's light completely covered Ning Duwen's figure. Ning Duwen's personality is straightforward and free, and he can't do that hard practice. He just wants to be a qualified older brother who can appear when his younger brother is sad and painful.

Ning Duwu never gave him this opportunity, even if he later worshiped the Jinyang Sect for five years and did not return.

Ning Duwen and Ning Jian said that because of their younger brother's relationship, they were bullied and insulted by the children of various families for five years, and they had a lot of dissatisfaction when they said this. But at this time, it seems that those grievances are not directed at his brother, but at himself.

In the face of the addition of other people's fists and kicks, he can only persist by silently enduring it. He was the elder brother, and he didn't want his brother to be distracted by it. And such a humble and cowardly choice is the only way he can prove his brother's existence.

In the world, it is the same for brothers.

At this moment, Ning Duwu is no longer the high-minded Ning Xuan, not the second young master of the Ning family with lofty intentions, he is just a younger brother, the younger brother of the eldest brother.

And Ning Duwen is finally like a competent brother.

Ning Jian looked at this scene, for the first time in his life, he hated himself so much, and the blood on his hands was not yet cold, like an executioner.

Ning Duwen's free and easy voice came.

"Ning Jian, you taught me to live for myself. ”

"It's also time for you to let go and don't let the past step into the future. ”

"Ahem..... Didn't I just ..... Very handsome..... Ahem....."

"It should be..... Ahem..... Handsome flying ....."

Ning Hanlin and Liu Yunfeng rushed to their son's side, but they had no choice but to cry, they held Ning Duwen's hands and held them tightly in their palms.

No one expected that the ending would be like this.

Ning Duwen felt that the flame of life had burned to the end, and when he raised the last trace of strength, he showed the brightest smile to Ning Jian.

"I'm having a great time, thank you....."

After speaking, there was no more breath.

"Wen'er!!" "Big brother!!" cried loudly.

Outside the gate of Ningfu, a family of four snuggled up tightly and did not want to be separated.

The crowd around Ning Mansion finally slowly dispersed. I believe that after today, in addition to the name Ning Xuanming, they will also remember that the Ning family has a young master named Ning Duwen.

This is where the boy's revenge ends.

Ning Jian looked at the dilapidated mansion of the Ning Mansion, and the small gatehouse that had been with him for fourteen years had turned into ruins.

Up and down the Ning Mansion, the reputation was discredited. The eldest young master Ning Duwen died, the second young master Ning Duwu has been abolished, and after today, the Ning family in Tianshui City, which has lasted for a hundred years, has come to an end.

Is this really what Ning Jian wants? No one can answer.

It's just certain that whether it is Ning Hanlin, Ning Duwu or Ning Jian, they are all losers.

A shout came from the crowd that had dispersed.

"Look, there's a fire in there!"

The earthquake was followed by a fire, and what happened to the water city on this day.

Ning Jian looked in the direction of the fire, and his mind suddenly lost his mind.

Orphanage!!

He looked at Ning on the side with a fierce look, but he was still crying bitterly in his brother's arms, and he didn't notice these at all.

He didn't want to think about it, and ran quickly into the distance.

..........