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"Are you okay?"

Looking at the gloomy man standing in front of him.

Ning Qingyun frowned!

"I'm not happy with you, I'm going to mess with you!"

"Ah ha?"

Even Ning Qingyun's brain was a little short-circuited.

So confusing.

He was just walking on the street, and someone jumped out and said he was not happy with him and wanted to mess with him?

What the hell is going on!

Even novels don't dare to write like this!

"Puff..."

But the next moment!

Ning Qingyun's face changed drastically!

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"You... puff..."

Ning Qingyun covered his chest and vomited blood.

This gloomy man wearing a mask actually attacked him brazenly!

There was no time to think about it.

Ning Qingyun turned around and started to flee at a high speed!

"Run, run, you can't escape from my palm no matter how you run!"

The face of the Ninety-Nine Palace Masters behind him was gloomy.

He was really unhappy.

But it wasn't from Ning Qingyun.

It's just that this unlucky guy naturally became the target of venting.

The mission of the Second Palace Master was just to not harm lives.

So, whether he was injured or disabled, it didn't matter, right?

The eyes of the Ninety-Nineth Palace Master flashed with cruelty.

He followed Ning Qingyun like a cat catching a mouse.

...

"What is this!"

"Why is this happening? I didn't provoke him at all!"

Ning Qingyun was in pain and anger!

He simply couldn't understand how such a person could exist.

He would be laughed at if he told others.

Because others would only say that he was making up stories.

"No, I can't just sit there and wait to die!"

He glanced at the gloomy man who was chasing him closely behind him.

Ning Qingyun's eyes were fierce!

His only advantage now was the Hundred Refining Emperor Art!

With more cultivation, he recovered faster.

Only by fighting a war of attrition can there be a glimmer of hope!

Thinking like this.

Ning Qingyun continued to flee into the distance.

…

Half a day later!

“Ah, don’t come over here!”

The Ninety-Nineth Hall Master, who had been chasing Ning Qingyun before.

His face was full of fear at this moment!

In the process of chasing Ning Qingyun, his spiritual energy was consumed faster and faster!

In the end, it was almost exhausted!

On the contrary, the latter’s spiritual energy did not change at all.

After a tug of war, the original pursuer became the one being chased!

Boom!

Lingxi blasted the Ninety-Nineth Hall Master away with one finger!

A dignified Saint Realm, now became a dog without a home!

“Why, you want to kill me, give me an explanation!”

Ning Qingyun’s eyes were cold.

Approaching step by step!

“No, it’s not me…”

The Ninety-Nineth Hall Master screamed in fear.

I wanted to say that it was all the Second Hall Master’s task!

But it came to my lips.

Instead, it became:

"Waste, I'm going to kill you just because I'm not happy with you!"

"What!!"

Ning Qingyun's resolute face trembled and twisted with anger!

"Die!"

"No!"

Boom!

With one finger, the ninety-nine hall masters were wiped out.

Only one last thought remained in his mind.

The second hall master... tricked him!

...

"Huh..."

After meditating for a while.

Ning Qingyun picked up the storage bag of the relics.

It was full of cultivation resources.

And all of them were what he needed most at the moment...

"No, this is wrong!"

Ning Qingyun was not a fool.

His brows furrowed.

He was full of doubts, but no one could answer him.

This inexplicable pursuit was not without benefits.

His cultivation level, under extreme pressure, was slightly improved.

He was closer to becoming a saint!

"No, it's too dangerous here, I want to go back to Ningcheng!"

"It's like I'm sick!"

Ning Qingyun cursed.

Even though he won, he couldn't be happy at all.

He just felt confused and a little uneasy.

It was like an invisible big hand was plotting against him...

Ning Qingyun shrank his neck.

Don't dare to delay.

Fly forward!

But not long after!

Ning Qingyun's pupils shrank!

This is the wilderness.

But just in front, there is a brand new teahouse.

"Haha, young man, come and have some tea."

The old man smiled kindly.

He took the initiative to hand over a cup of tea.

"Why is there anyone here!"

Ning Qingyun was alarmed.

But he still pretended to be calm and took the tea.

"Thank you, father-in-law..."

Bang!

The next moment!

Ning Qingyun threw the tea in his hand violently!

As expected, the tea splashed!

The ground was smoking!

"Poison again, who are you and why are you trying to hurt me!"

Ning Qingyun was furious!

The old man said nothing, but sneered and attacked him again!

"I'm not happy with you, so I want to mess with you!"

"Puff..."

Ning Qingyun vomited blood!

He was angry!

Then came the red fury!

"Damn it, damn it!!!"

...

In the following days, Ning Qingyun didn't even have time to breathe.

Every day, all kinds of inexplicable people came out to fight him!

No, not every day!

It was every moment!

Ning Qingyun vomited blood!

It wasn't because he was beaten, but because he was depressed!

He still didn't understand why!

These weird guys always have only one reason in their mouths, that is, they are not happy with you and want to mess with you.

"Who is it, who is it, I want to find the murderer behind the scenes, I will never forgive you!"

As soon as Ning Qingyun finished yelling,

someone else immediately appeared to fight him...

...

...

Ning Cheng.

Ning Xuan laughed.

Put away the amulet screen.

With such training, Ning Qingyun should be able to break through the Saint Realm in no time.

And when Ning Qingyun becomes a Saint.

He will also be able to break through the top emperor.

"Enjoy the Soul Palace gift package that your father has arranged for you."

After laughing.

Ning Xuan retracted his thoughts.

He concentrated on teaching his three grandsons to practice.

Among them, Ning Chang'an practiced the fastest.

It was even so fast that he felt a little uneasy...

As for Ning Changming, he worked hard, but his talent was really not that good.

As for Ning Changchen, Ning Xuan was quite troubled.

Even if the holy body had not awakened, his talent was still amazing.

But this was the headache.

This child was too naughty.

Whether he was beaten or scolded, he simply didn't listen!

He was also too lazy to practice and didn't take it seriously at all.

He didn't care about Ning Xuan's preaching.

And he said confidently:

"Brother Chang'an is so powerful, why do I need to practice? Brother Chang'an will protect me anyway!"

Ning Xuan was speechless.

Just remember this kid.

In the future, well, I must arrange a few scripts for him.

After all, he is still young and not mature enough.

Ning Xuan is afraid that arranging scripts will make him completely collapse.

Smart Ning Changan.

Hardworking Ning Changming.

Naughty Ning Changchen.

Time passed just like that.

...

One year later.

Ning Changan and the other two walked out of the secret realm.

"From now on, you don't need to practice in the secret realm anymore."

The three tall boys stood side by side.

"Grandpa, thank you for your hard work."

Ning Changan nodded sensibly.

"Grandpa, take care of yourself."

Ning Changming greeted honestly.

"Hahahaha, I'm finally free, yeah yeah yeah yeah!"

Ning Changchen gave the middle finger to the sky!

This year.

Ning Changan was eighteen years old, and his cultivation level was the third level of the Tribulation!

His talent can no longer be described as terrifying.

It's totally against the sky!

With the Great Dream Supreme Body, his fighting power is even much higher than that of ordinary saints!

Don't forget, he has learned so many inheritances in his dreams every day.

Ning Changan is undoubtedly a true genius, who can fight against opponents of higher ranks!

On the contrary, Ning Changming, who is the same age, is a little disappointed.

Although he is also working hard to cultivate.

Now his cultivation is only at the Nascent Soul Realm.

The innate gap in qualifications is indeed speechless.

As for Ning Changchen?

Cultivation?

What is that?

"Huh..."

That day.

Ning Changchen, who was strolling in the city, suddenly found that there were crowds of people in front of him.

"Make way, everyone, make way for me..."

Ning Changchen pushed the crowd away randomly.

Squeezed in.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up!

On the martial arts stage built.

A beautiful woman in a white dress, like a fairy descending to the earth, untainted by the mortal world...