Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

After Ning Feng came out of school.

He got on his very low-key, limited edition Dragon Flag car, which was so low-key that there was only one in the entire Southeast Region.

Go straight to the Martial Saint Cemetery in Zhenxing City.

As long as the car rushes past along the way, people don't need to look at it.

As long as you hear the distinctive sound of car waves, you can tell that it is the eldest son of the Ning family who is driving the car.

It is rumored that this national flag car has not only sold one car worldwide.

It was Ning Zhan, the head of the Ning family, who snatched special materials from the aliens in the cosmic battlefield behind the star gate.

It is said that he can withstand a fatal blow from a martial saint, which shows how much the Ning family dotes on this young master.

Even though Ning Feng was licking him, people only dared to mock him in their hearts and behind his back.

If any word of this reached the ears of the Ning family, they would just ignore it.

If you take it a little too seriously, I'm afraid some people will disappear the next day.

Trouble really comes from the mouth.

But the Ning family has always had an excellent reputation, and there has never been any news of the Ning family taking advantage of their power to bully others.

……

The Martial Saint Cemetery is where all the Martial Saints who died in battles throughout the Southeast Region are buried.

The third anniversary was celebrated with the greatest ceremony in front of Su Tian’s tomb.

One day in advance, there was already a steady stream of people coming to pay homage to the old Martial Saint.

The Norda site was filled with school beauties and offerings, and behind the cordon stood many worshippers who were praying silently.

It has to be said that some people are born to be the protagonists.

As soon as Ning Feng appeared at the scene, people's eyes were fixed on his back.

There was an extremely complicated look in his eyes. Who could have thought that such a perfect back would belong to a bootlicker?

"Thank you all for coming to pay tribute to the teacher. It's getting late, please go back."

After Ning Feng finished speaking, the butler A Xiang beside him had already started to clean up the scene.

A Xiang is Ning Feng's personal bodyguard, an old man with gray beard and a thin body.

A Xiang has a unique dressing style. He often likes to wear a white vest on the upper body and jeans or shorts on the lower body, revealing his perfect muscle lines all over his body.

A real muscular man.

When people heard this, they knew that Young Master Ning was clearing the area.

In the three years since the old Martial Saint died in battle, Ning Feng would come to sweep his grave at this time every day.

I have been doing this for three years without a single day's interruption.

So putting aside the fact that he is a bootlicker, Ning Feng's family background, appearance, and qualities are actually very high.

However, his halo as a bootlicker is so heavy that it sometimes overshadows other halos.

As the butler A Xiang and the crowd spontaneously retreated, the entire crowd soon left.

For a moment, the Martial Saint Cemetery, which was extremely bustling not long ago, suddenly became deserted.

"Teacher, I'm here to see you."

Ning Feng first bowed three times to the old black-and-white photo.

"For Junior Sister Su Xinyue, I have done my best over the past three years."

"Now that the three-year agreement is up, I will not continue to take care of her."

"Because if I continue, I will harm her. I hope you can forgive me."

"Tomorrow, for your sake, I will teach her one last lesson. Maybe it will destroy her, or maybe it will save her."

"But no matter what the result is, I hope you won't blame me."

After finishing speaking, Ning Feng bowed three times again, then silently looked at that kind face.

He thought of the teacher's eyes when he left that day.

The invincible martial saint in people's eyes, at the last moment before leaving,

Until his eyes were filled with cloudiness, the last glimmer in his eyes was his concern for his daughter.

……

"Miss, Miss..."

In a practice room at Southeast Wuhan University, a young assistant wearing black-framed glasses hurriedly pushed open the door of the practice room.

Handed a mobile phone to Xia Tian.

In summer, I wiped off the sweat on my body.

She glanced at the assistant calmly. The assistant rarely disturbed her when she was practicing.

"what happened?"

"It's Master Ning Fengning...he, he...well, anyway, please take a look, Miss."

When Xia Tian heard it was Ning Feng, he didn't think much about it.

Ning Feng, what can a bootlicker do?

At most, he is just doing some outrageous dog-licking behavior.

Judging from the assistant's expression, Ning Feng's dog-licking behavior has probably reached a new level.

She took the phone curiously and fixed her eyes on the headline on the screen.

[Su Xinyue is pregnant]

[Tomorrow is the anniversary of Su Wu's death. Ning Feng will propose in public]

Although he was mentally prepared, Xia Tian still froze.

After several seconds, Xia Tian Qianli's face was quickly covered by a dark cloud.

Su Tian has three disciples, Xia Tian, ​​Ning Feng, and Su Xinyue...

She and Ning Feng were recognized as childhood sweethearts, and the outside world also thought they were a couple.

But ever since Ning Feng began to lick Su Xinyue without any bottom line, the two of them gradually drifted apart.

Until now, we have become strangers.

Xia Tian had long since let go of all this and no longer cared about it. She thought Ning Feng was not worthy of her kindness.

But this news still shattered her three views.

However, no matter what Su Xinyue and Ning Feng did, she would not interfere, and she was too lazy to interfere.

But tomorrow is the teacher's memorial day, and countless family members, the public, and the media will be present.

What these two people did was a huge insult to the teacher.

She couldn't tolerate or accept it.

Xia Tian walked into the practice room.

When the young assistant saw Xia Tian, ​​his face turned dark and he was so scared that he didn't dare to say a word.

In the armory, Xia Tian connected the machetes one by one.

one meter,

two meters,

three meters,

Soon, a machete with a blade and handle nearly four meters long was assembled.

Then, Xia Tian rushed to the underground garage carrying a four-meter-long machete and placed it across the sports car.

hum!

A giant tank-like sports car blasted through the streets again. Xia Tian, ​​one of the three daughters of the Xia family, the fourth largest martial arts family in the Southeast Region, was naturally one of the most influential figures in the Southeast Region.

Especially her relationship with Ning Feng, which was once talked about a lot.

Seeing the direction her sports car was heading, he thought of the scandal that had just spread about Ning Feng.

Anyone with a discerning eye has already guessed what the third daughter of the Xia family is going to do.

They soon arrived at the Martial Saint Cemetery, and Xia Tian rushed in aggressively carrying a four-meter-long sword.

"Ah Xiang, where's Ning Feng?"

"The master is inside."

As soon as A Xiang finished speaking, Xia Tian appeared ten meters away.

There was no need for her to ask this question. A Xiang was Ning Feng's personal butler and was always by his side.

He is naturally in Ningfeng.

When I arrived at Su Tian’s tomb, I saw Ning Feng standing in front of the tomb.

"Long time no see, Xia..."

"See you..."

Buzz,

Ning Feng had just opened his mouth when Xia Tian, ​​who was standing four meters away, swung the big knife in one hand fiercely.

The howling wind suddenly stopped.

The blade was pressed tightly against Ning Feng's neck.

Ning Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Not really."

Xia Tian asked coldly, "Let me ask you, is what is being spread outside true?"

A pair of beautiful pupils were filled with disgust and murderous intent.

Ning Feng nodded and said, "It's true, I guess."

Xia Tian said coldly: "What do you mean by considered? If it is, it is. If it is not, it is not."

Ning Feng spoke again: "Those words were indeed said by me."

Ning Feng did not explain, because his dog-licking personality was already deeply rooted in the eyes of the outside world, and it could only be changed slowly over time through practical actions.

Xia Tian took a deep breath and said, "Is your brain full of shit? Do you know what the outside world is saying about you, Ning Feng, and your Ning family?"