Wearing a book with white moonlight, the sick villain can be a wolf and milk!

Chapter 120 Aning, why stop me

Ning Yinzhu just thought that her good mood was almost gone, so she squeezed in tightly.

She was going to watch the excitement, what a treat for the eyes of the two beautiful boys fighting.

Although she doesn't like Zhao Wenjing's younger sister, Zhao Wenjing still likes her.

When she raised her eyes, she saw that Qin Sangyao had already fought Zhao Wenjing.

"Yinzhu." Ning Yinzhu didn't find Hao Ruochun, but Gu Chaozhou grabbed Ning Yinzhu's hand.

"I'm here, senior brother, Susu." Ning Yinzhu nodded at them.

"Senior Sister, you were yesterday," Li Susu paused in his voice before beating around the bush.

"Have you told Mr. Xie, please be merciful?"

Ok?
Zhao Wenjing itself is not weak, no matter how strong Qin Sangyao is, it should be a tie, and at most he will suffer some injuries.

Ning Yinzhu followed her gaze.

Qin Sangyao on the stage had a ruthless face, and a silent sharpness burst out from him.

He holds the sword, and the sword is a killer move, piercing and cutting with the world-shattering sword energy.

Zhao Wenjing took a few steps back, the white hair band was blown by the wind, a little bit overwhelmed.

Qin Sangyao waved his hand, and with three swords together, he struck towards Zhao Wenjing.

Zhao Wenjing was injured only yesterday.

At this moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Wenjing was cold, his bright eyes moved slightly, and his white knuckles clenched his shoulders.

Qin Sangyao kicked the sword again, directly into the injured shoulder.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Wenjing's forehead, and his face turned cold.

"Oh my god, you can beat Zhao Wenjing, who ranks first, like this. This Xie Yunyan is really amazing!"

"No way, this Xie Yunyan challenged the Rong family last time, but this time he dared to touch the son of the Zhao family. Fortunately, he was in a competition, otherwise he would be in trouble."

"What trouble can he have if he is so powerful, but in the past 20 years, there has not been a boy with such a sharp edge."

"It's too scary, it's too scary, Xie Yunyan's strength is terrifying!"

"Yinzhu." Gu Chaozhou also looked at Ning Yinzhu, frowning and comforting.

"Based on this situation, Zhao Wenjing will not die but will also be disabled."

Ning Yinzhu raised her eyes to look at the Eight Immortals Terrace, the Patriarch of the Zhao family had a gloomy expression.

No, Ning Yinzhu shook her body.

It can't be like this, it's too presumptuous, at least you can't put others to death!

"Sister Duan." Zhaoxue also pulled Duan Banning who hadn't been out for a long time.

"Brother, he will die!"

Duan Banning's fingers were still gracefully closed, with a frown on her face, which made her look more sympathetic to the beauty.

Trash, Duan Banning cursed inwardly.

I thought I would climb up to a young man who could lead her to the branches, but I didn't expect to find out that it was such a waste in the trail contest.

Look at Hua Zhiyu, look at Xie Yunyan, look at Gu Yang and Gu Chaozhou, and some others, I'm afraid they can't beat him!

What's the use of such waste.

It's still a good thing to die early; at that time, her title as fiancee can be revoked.

That is to say, the Zhao family is now the first family, but it seems that it may not be stable.

"Sister Duan." Zhaoxue was on the verge of crying, this Qin Sangyao is really evil, she can't get close or touch her.

Her sister, and brother...

Duan Ban steadied his mind, then slowly took a step towards Shen Qingyi.

"Mr. Hua." Duan Banning's brows were slightly condensed, she looked pure and moving, she slowly raised her hand, showing slender fingers.

Spring water beauty, red sleeves add fragrance.

"Can Miss Ning persuade Mr. Xie, although I don't have any feelings for Mr. Zhao, he is also my brother."

It was not unreasonable for Hua Zhiyu to look at the beauty showing weakness, and then said to Ning Yinzhu.

"Junior Sister Yinzhu, it is absolutely impossible to do this again."

Li Susu looked at Duan Banning but felt a sense of crisis——

Ning Yinzhu ran towards the stage holding her skirt.

"Thank you Yunyan!"

Ning Yinzhu yelled loudly, Qin Sang looked back at Ning Yinzhu, he smiled a little, and said.

"Aning is here."

"Stop." Ning Yinzhu clutched her skirt, frowning slightly.

"You, stop."

Qin Sangyao stood upright, and then looked at Ning Yinzhu's little face with her head up. The almond eyes on her snow-white face seemed to be full of autumn water, and she looked like a peach and plum, but she made him stop.

"Ah Ning, I didn't do anything."

Ning Yinzhu glanced at Zhao Wenjing who was about to faint, and said.

"He's dying."

Qin Sang frowned, and then looked at Ning Yinzhu innocently, with a tinge of red in his eyes.

"But, he's not dead yet, so why not?"

Moreover, even if Zhao Wenjing died, so what.

Free competition, regardless of life or death.

Ning Yinzhu was shocked immediately.

Impossible, she has been looking at him and loving her all the time, why does he still look a little sick and paranoid.

Can't go in this direction!

Ning Yinzhu's throat was sour, and then said.

"Zhao Wenjing is innocent, it's Zhao Lu's fault, you can't put people to death."

Qin Sangyao moved his fingers, and then he sneered stubbornly with a cold look in his eyes.

"He deserves to die. He protects the person who harmed Aning. So what if he dies."

"Xiao Langjun." Ning Yinzhu said in a soft voice.

"Stop, come down."

Qin Sangyao seemed to be thinking while standing, and Ning Yinzhu felt a little powerless suddenly.

"A Ning, I have to watch him die." Qin Sang was calm, and then looked at Ning Yinzhu with tenderness.

"No one can touch you."

Qin Sangyao waved his sword with his fingers again.

Ning Yinzhu was about to hit the wall, she ran straight onto the stage, and quickly hugged Zhao Wenjing who was covered in blood.

"Xiao Langjun, let it go."

If this continues, she will really call out Qin Sangyao.

"A'Ning." Qin Sangyao held the hilt of the sword, his eyes were full of color.

"How do you protect him?"

Is he doing something wrong?Whoever hurt his Aning will pay back ten times, why did she stop it.

Zhao Wenjing was a little confused, gritted his teeth, and said to Ning Yinzhu.

"Thank you, Miss Ning, I lost."

Zhao Wenjing felt the aroma of the girl's neck and shoulders, and the blood caught his eyes.

Ning Yinzhu frowned.

At this time, Zhao Lianqing, the patriarch of the Zhao family, fell down, seemingly dressed in a robe, gentle and polite.

It's actually a smiling tiger.

On the stage, Ning Yinzhu's petite body quickly pushed Zhao Wenjing to Zhao Lianqing.

"Uncle Zhao, they're over."

"A'Ning." Qin Sangyao's fingertips were still moving, and Ning Yinzhu immediately stood in front of them and shook his head.

"Yunyan, don't."

She still couldn't call him by his name directly, only vest.

Qin Sang looked quietly into Ning Yinzhu's eyes, and then wanted to fight Zhao Lianqing again.

Ning Yinzhu didn't understand why Qin Sangyao did this.

She grabbed Qin Sangyao's wrist and watched the boy's hairband flutter.

Qin Sangyao's hand held Zhao Lianqing's arm.

For a moment the field froze.

Zhao Lianqing stared at Qin Sangyao, seeing no fear in his eyes, and some dazzling flames.

The young man is like a jackal, with the corners of his eyes and brows raised proudly.

"Little brother, it's over." Zhao Lianqing smiled and patted Qin Sangyao on the shoulder.

Qin Sangyao pinched Zhao Lianqing's arm with his backhand, then smiled, feeling a little cold.

"I haven't said how the end is the end."

(End of this chapter)