Xuan Huan: I'm really not the child of luck

On this day, Ning Shuibing walked to a lively market.

She went into a wine shop alone, ready to eat something before going on her way.

I don't want to be in this wine shop...

"Xiao Er, what's the matter? Is your drink mixed with water because it tastes so tasteless?" The man was picking up a jug of wine, throwing it on the ground hard, and asked the waiter in the shop.

"Guest officer, why are you so angry? Our drinks will never be faked. If you fake it, you will be fined ten." Seeing the unreasonable trouble, the waiter in the shop threw the wine jar, and an unknown night fire rose.

"Your drinks are fake, and you're still so quibbling?" The man was relentless, grabbed the waiter by the collar, and was about to beat him up.

Although the waiter in this store has a tough mouth, he has no kung fu in his body.His face was covered in blood from this man's beating, and he fell to the ground and couldn't even get up.

Ning Shuibing didn't want to meddle in these nosy matters, but the other party was too bullying. He saw that the waiter was about to be beaten to death by him, and the other onlookers were also helpless, and no one dared to come forward to help.

Ning Shuibing turned around.

He actually saw that this person was that bastard Wang Meng.

A lot of old and new grudges came to my heart together.

She has always wanted to take revenge on Wang Meng and Gu Pan, and today is considered a narrow road for enemies.

This Wang Meng must be taught a good lesson.

Ning Shuibing threw a cup, and Wang Meng caught it firmly with one hand.

The two recognized each other with a glance.

Wang Meng never thought that he would meet Ning Shuibing in this place, and wondered if Lin Feng and the others were together.

But he is not afraid of Lin Feng now.

Because when he and Gu Pan were guarding the gate of Shengzi Peak in the Holy Xiao Palace, they accidentally got a treasure book, so the two left the Holy Xiao Palace secretly and devoted themselves to practicing.

It's just that halfway and Gu Pan parted ways. Both of them are extremely cunning people and cannot tolerate each other's schemes.

Gu Pan naturally returned to the Qinglong Gang and continued to live the life of licking dogs.

And Wang Meng is going to return to Xuanqingzong to continue his cultivation.

The two of them had nothing to do when they were in the Holy Xiao Palace, because they heard that the Holy Son had gone out to travel and practice, and they would not go back for a while.

As for who the Holy Son is, they are sure it is not Lin Feng.

So with such news, he stole the treasure book and left the Holy Heaven Palace secretly.

"So it's you," the two said in unison.

"You bastard, why did you appear here? We met on a narrow road today, and I will not let you go." Ning Shuibing said, drew out the long sword at his waist and stabbed at Wang.

Wang Meng couldn't dodge in time, clamped the tip of the sword with two fingers and twisted it lightly.

The tip of Ning Shuibing's sword was actually broken by him.

Ning Shuibing was horrified, he didn't expect this dog, his cultivation base has increased greatly these days, where did he learn it from?
Seeing that Wang Meng took advantage of the victory to attack.

It was about to touch Ning Shuibing's neck.

Ning Shuibing was too late to fight back, and a bloody gash had already been scratched on her snow-white neck.

A trace of blood soaked out.

At this time, Ning Shuibing's image of Yinhu laughing at the sky suddenly rose.

I saw a fierce tiger swooping towards the king.

The onlookers couldn't help but exclaimed.

Wang Meng felt a little overwhelmed when he saw Ning Shuibing's move.

So she also used her housekeeping skills, you must know that he has already practiced to the point of proficiency, if he has not been suppressed by Lin Feng, he is now one of the best disciples of Xuanqingzong.

I saw a faint blue light shining all over his body, resisting the tiger's attack, the tiger was unable to dodge and was hit by the light, and retreated steadily.

Ning Shuibing was horrified, and continued to increase his spiritual power to exert the tiger's greatest power.

In an instant, the sound of tigers roaring and dragons chant sounded.

The whole thing is that all the tables, chairs, bowls, cups and plates flew up.

The old shopkeeper shouted distressedly: "Grandma begs you to stop fighting, and find another place to fight. The old boy's place was destroyed by you. He said that he burst into tears and couldn't make a sound. This was his hard work for half his life. If the fight continues like this, this small building of his will have to be demolished, or it will get out of control by then, and I don’t know how much nourishment it will take to rebuild it.”

Ning Shuibing also felt sorry, why should these innocent people be involved in the grievances between her and Wang Meng.

So she quickly restrained her breath, recalled Yinhu, and then dropped 10 spirit stones.

Fly out of this wine shop.

"If I can't beat me, I want to run away, you dead woman, I must kill you today." Seeing this, Wang Meng followed Ning Shuibing and chased her out.

Ning Shuibing lured Wang Meng to an open place, where he was going to do a big fight and kill you.

While the two were fighting fiercely, you, Shui Bing, already felt powerless, and Wang Meng here also had lingering fears, but he couldn't admit defeat, he couldn't even handle a woman, how would he, Wang Meng, gain a foothold in the future?
Ever since he had feud with Lin Feng, he devoted himself to developing poison, and this time it finally came in handy. He wanted to let this woman die without a place to bury her, and then deal with Lin Feng slowly.

So he threw a cloud of white powder into the air.

Ning Shuibing suddenly felt that his eyes were blurred and he couldn't see clearly. At this moment, Wang Meng took advantage of the danger and attacked.

Seeing that he was about to kill Ning Shuibing.

When he was caught off guard, a figure suddenly grabbed his neck and pushed him 10 meters away.

The first thought in his mind was that this boy Lin Feng finally appeared, thinking how can he get out of trouble?

It wasn't until the white powder dispersed that he could see clearly that the person pinching his neck was actually the Holy Son of the Holy Xiao Palace.

"You are the Holy Son?" Wang Meng couldn't help blurting out.

Peacock Holy Spirit felt very strange, how could this person misunderstand that he is the Holy Son?
But there is also a holy word in his name, do you know his name?

In any case, he didn't want to explain too much to such a villain, wasting his saliva.

"Who am I and what does it matter to you? Why are you so poisonous that you actually used poison to kill a woman? You are simply a scum in the world. Today I will eliminate harm for the people." Speaking of Peacock Holy Spirit, the strength in his hand increased, I'm going to crush this nasty guy to death.

Unexpectedly, Wang Meng was not an easy-going lamp either. He quietly took out the dagger at his waist and stabbed the Peacock Holy Spirit in the chest.

The Peacock Holy Spirit was caught off guard, and suddenly received the knife, and the strength in his hand relaxed.

So Wang Meng took the opportunity to escape.

"I didn't expect the Holy Son to also be dispatched. It seems that after the kill failed this time, I have to find another opportunity to kill this woman. I stabbed the Holy Son today. I guess I will have a grudge in the future. I will use the Holy Son as a weapon." Enemy, that's not a good thing, but there is no room for change now, I still go back to Xuan Qingzong to concentrate on practicing, and I can protect myself in the future." Wang Meng thought secretly, while running away, thinking about himself the back road.

Ning Shuibing had already been choked by the poisonous powder. After she saw clearly that the person who rescued her was the Peacock Holy Spirit, she was overjoyed. She didn't expect that she could not find Lin Feng, but met the Peacock Holy Spirit instead.

"Peacock, I didn't expect it to be you. Where is Yuan Lao? Where have you two been these days?" Ning Shuibing asked like a cannonball.