Ning Xiaoling was so frightened that he hugged him all of a sudden, and was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he was also a cultivator of the Immortal Realm now, and such a short arrow could easily be dodged by himself as long as he used spiritual power as a barrier for a moment.

But a moment of fear left her too late to react.

At this moment, she hugged Ning Changchang's waist, a little embarrassed and embarrassed, and she was in a dilemma.

Ning Changjiu glanced at the arrows on the wall lightly, patted Ning Xiaoling's back, and motioned for her to let go.

Ning Xiaoling immediately understood, let go of her wrapped arms, and said worriedly: "Senior brother, be careful." ”

Ning Changjiu didn't say anything and stepped into the house again.

As soon as his footsteps landed, in the darkness, the sound of the sharp arrow breaking through the wind hit again, and before the arrow came out of the string, Ning Changjiu sensed the direction of the arrow, and the danger warning conveyed by the Dao Heart had accurately pointed out the source of the killer, Ning Chang's figure was like a flat mine, and when it was suddenly launched, the sound of the air explosion overpowered the sound of the sharp arrow.

For!

The arrow plunged into the wall again, its tail trembling.

At the same time, Ning Changjiu's figure had appeared in front of the dark crossbow.

As the next bolt burst through the air, there was a thud accompanied by the screams of a teenager.

At the same time as the arrow was fired, Ning Changjiu hit the person who fired the dark arrow with a precise punch.

The room wasn't spacious, and the figure slammed into the wall as soon as he fell, his hand touching his waist to pull out the dagger he was carrying.

But as soon as his hand moved, Ning Changjiu pinched his wrist like an eagle with precision, slapped and twisted.

With a click, as if a dislocated wrist bone, the boy let out a scream, and pressed his right hand back along with the handle of the dagger.

Before Ning Xiaoling could see what was going on inside, she saw a black shadow being thrown out, and Ning Xiaoling subconsciously took half a step back.

The figure fell to the ground, and she saw clearly that it was a young man dressed in black, with a sleek, yellow and thin face, the young man seemed to be smaller than herself, and the eyes were entangled with unspeakable pain.

Ning Changjiu walked out of the house, looked at the young man who was holding his wrist and groaning in pain on the ground, and asked, "Who asked you to come?"

The young man was like a wounded wolf cub, struggling on the ground to get up, he stared at Ning Changjiu, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth: "Ning...... What about Rather Capture Water?"

Ning Chang said, "What are you looking for him?"

He snapped, "Nosy...... Who are you...... Where's that old thing......"

Ning Xiaoling calmed down a lot, looked at the yellow-skinned young man, and said, "Ning is dead." ”

"Dead?!" he stared, and his body couldn't help but tremble: "He's dead?!How did he die?!...... Who is it?"

Ning Chang said: "Ning Zhushui used to be our master. ”

The young man's originally relaxed body tensed again: "Then you guys are not good things either!"

Ning Changjiu asked, "What kind of grudge do you have with Ning Zhushui?"

The young wolf's eyes suddenly erupted with great sadness, he didn't know what he remembered, his body arched, and he trembled, "I...... I'm going to kill him...... How could he die like this......"

Ning Chang said: "Mourning." ”

The young man struggled to get up, half-squatted on the ground, and said, "You are his disciples, so you should also die......"

Ning Changjiu said calmly: "If it weren't for the strength of my subordinates, you would have died when you fired the second arrow." ”

Ning Xiaoling nodded and said, "That day, Ning Baoshui wanted to use us as a substitute for the dead ghosts, but unexpectedly, he was counterattacked, and he died violently instead. ”

Ning Chang looked into his eyes and said, "Then why did you kill him?"

The boy looked at them with a flickering gaze as if he were about to spew something, and after a moment his arms hung limply, his thin body swayed weakly, and his voice was like a cold mist blown by the wind.

He ...... Ning Shui ...... The evil Taoist killed Sister Bai, Sister Bai is such a gentle and kind person, he ...... He didn't say it was a ghost, he took his sister ...... Kill the ghost!"

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"I used to be a servant of a large family, I was sold at a very young age, I was thin and small, many people bullied me, and only one person was very good to me...... She was the maid next to the young lady, and when others bullied me, she let her see it, and she taught them a lesson, and stuffed me with two sheets, and told me to go to the tavern to buy things according to them. ”

"It's a good job, and many people can get a little oil and water out of it, and no one knows about it...... But I gave her a lot of money, and she counted the money, sighed, and was not cold. ”

After that, she helped me a few times in private, once I asked her why she wanted to help me, she only said that she had survived like this in the past, and now she is a young lady's maid, and her status is much higher. ”

Later, I privately recognized her as my sister, and she agreed...... Then, and then for a while, the house was haunted, and the old man spent a lot of money to invite an old Taoist priest to come......"

"That...... Old Taoist, that old Taoist priest is Ning Shui Shui!"

"He did the ritual, pointed to many people in the house, saying that they were little ghosts, and finally pointed to his sister, saying that she was a ghost, as long as he killed her, everything would be fine......"

"This, how is this possible?!"

"I wanted to save her...... Many people grabbed me, saying that I was bewitched by ghosts, and the lord almost broke my leg when he gave the order...... At that time, I was lying on the ground, chewing grass in my mouth, a person grabbed my arm and stepped on my head, I was still struggling, and suddenly I heard Sister Bai's screams...... screamed over and over again, and couldn't hold it back. ”

"Sister Bai...... Called for a long time. ”

"Then I never saw her again, not even her body. ”

"She was ...... That wicked old man...... Kill it!"

The young man grabbed his face with his left hand, and there were blood marks between his fingernails, and he recalled these events, his pupils dilated unconsciously, and his arched back revealed a craggy and skinny from between his thin clothes.

Ning Chang listened to what he said, and his expression was mostly calm.

"And then?" asked Ning Chang.

The young man's voice was a little choked: "And then ...... Then I stole the money from the house, found an opportunity to escape, rescued my master in a remote place, learned some martial arts, and then inquired about the old thing's residence...... I stayed here for more than a month. ”

Ning Chang looked at him for a while, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that you don't have the qualifications to cultivate. ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, then his neck turned red, and he said angrily: "You are a cultivator, right...... You cultivators are really cold-blooded, I said so much, you actually ...... It's still looking at my qualifications, and if breaking my bones can change my sister's life......, then what? Cold-blooded and ruthless!"

Ning Changjiu sighed softly and said, "But Ning Baoshui is dead, what else can you do?"

The young man blurted out: "You are his disciples, of course you are also guilty!"

Ning Changjiu threw the dagger on the ground and said lightly, "You can continue to try." ”

The boy stretched out his left and right to grasp the dagger, and his fingers slid lightly over the cold dagger, and suddenly he screamed, and suddenly grabbed the wooden handle wrapped around the thick rope, and the dagger pointed at him, screaming and stabbing it into the throat.

Ning Chang seemed to have expected it, with a flick of his fingers, the tiger's mouth in the young man's left hand was numb, and as soon as his strength was taken off, the dagger fell to the ground again, and the snow-white blade reflected on his thin and desperate face.

He raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse, "I can't kill you, why don't you let me die?" Master told me that cultivators are ruthless people who fool the world...... Sure enough, it's indifferent and ruthless, what kind of heavenly immortals?"

Ning Changjiu was still unmoved, and just asked, "What's your name?"

He was stunned, as if he didn't expect the other party to ask his name.

"My name is ...... Tree white. He stared at the other party for a long time, and finally his shoulders were slightly loose and he couldn't answer.

Ning Xiaoling muttered softly: "What a strange name." ”

The young man's face was serious: "This is what Sister Bai gave me!"

Ning Changjiu asked, "Your sister Bai, what's your name?"

The corners of Shubai's mouth trembled slightly, and he said, "Sister Bai has been dead for many years, what is the point of you asking this?"

Ning Changjiu suddenly reached out and pressed his head, lifted his whole body up, and asked, "How old is this year?"

"Thirteen!"

"Thirteen years old? Yes, who taught this martial arts?" asked Ning Changjiu.

"My master ......" Shubai's face suddenly gloomy: "Do you want to come to my master to kill together?" I came to assassinate you today, my skills are not as good as others, I will die if I die, you must not hurt Master, his old man has ......."

Ning Chang said: "Ning Zhushui is dead, you want to kill his disciple to vent your anger, why can't I kill your master by the way?"

"You ......" Shubai was dumbfounded, and his heart suddenly overflowed with great fear.

Master was very good to him, and when he escaped, if he hadn't met Master and gave him a bowl of white porridge, he would have starved to death...... Master has gray sideburns and gray hair over the years, and he is even more incapacitated, and he is on crutches, but he still recites scriptures and does good deeds every day, how can such a person die because of himself......

Shubai felt remorse and hatred in his heart, and tears suddenly welled up in his bloodshot red pupils.

"Don't kill him!" Shubai said loudly.

Ning Chang stared at his eyes, slowly let go of his hand, but his voice seemed to be a little weak, and said, "I won't kill you, let alone your master." ”

"Why?" Shubai subconsciously asked, but immediately thought that those immortals were moody, and quickly shut up.

Ning Chang pressed his head and pressed him to his knees again, he looked at the young man in front of him with yellow muscles and thin muscles and a rugged back, and his voice was calm but seemed to explode in his ears: "What the cultivators want to kill are the evil demons that plague the heavens and the earth, as well as those living ghosts who pretend to be adults and walk in the world. ”

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