Chapter 624
"Zhijie, I know, you will promise me, won't you?" Ning Tianqi didn't know what Wu Zhijie was thinking, and looked at Wu Zhijie with a smile.
'puff'
Wu Zhijie vomited another mouthful of blood after his body was seriously injured. He shook his head and said, "Tianqi, I want to help you, but I don't have a low-grade spiritual weapon."
"Impossible." Upon hearing Wu Zhijie's words, Ning Tianqi frowned and said, "When you and that woman were attacking just now, I saw it. It's a low-grade spiritual weapon."
Wu Zhijie felt a headache in his heart. For Ning Tianqi who couldn't understand the situation at all, for the first time, he wanted to grab her and shake her wildly to wake her up.
"Second Master Ning, Tianqi is blind. I don't have a low-grade spiritual weapon, but it's actually a top-grade treasure." Wu Zhijie came out with a top-grade sword as he said. To Ning Liangmin.
At this time, his situation is particularly bad. If Ning Liangmin really misses him, he may not be able to escape at all.
"Tianqi, you can't harm me. If I really had a low-grade spiritual weapon, I would have given it to you long ago." Wu Zhijie said so.
Ning Tianqi frowned and shook her head, "The one I saw just now is obviously not this one."
Wu Zhijie leaned forward and growled, "Tianqi, do you want to kill me?"
"No." Ning Tianqi shook her head, looked at Wu Zhijie blankly, and said, "I just want to save my brother. If a low-grade spiritual weapon can save my brother, why don't you want to?"
Ning Tianqi pursed her lips and looked at Wu Zhijie angrily, her words were also full of anger, and she usually said that she would do anything for her, but now she is not even willing to handle a low-grade spiritual weapon.
"..."
Wu Zhijie looked at Ning Tianqi speechlessly, staring at her intently, but was speechless for a long time, his eyes swept over Ning Liangmin, at this moment his eyes were sparkling, and there was a friendly smile on his face , but he is very clear, I am afraid that he will not let him go so easily.
Wu Zhijie lowered his eyes, and was just about to run away, but suddenly found that his whole body was completely locked, and he couldn't move even half of his body.
If Wu Zhijie was in his heyday, it would be impossible for Ning Liangmin to deal with him so easily, but now, his strength has been greatly reduced and he has been seriously injured.
Wu Zhijie looked at Ning Liangmin flatteringly on his strong face, and said, "Second Master Ning, I really don't have a low-grade spiritual weapon."
"Is there any, just remove your storage bag and take a look." Ning Liangmin said lightly, looking down at him from a high position, his naked appearance fell on Wu Zhijie's storage bag hanging on his waist .
Wu Zhijie's heart tightened, knowing that he couldn't escape, he handed the storage bag to Ning Liangmin, and said, "Second Master Ning, if you can't find it, can you deny that I left?"
"Naturally." Ning Liangmin said calmly. Seeing that Wu Zhijie had lifted the recognition of the master, Ning Liangmin recognized the master with a drop of blood, and glanced directly at the storage bag. There were no so-called low-grade spiritual weapons, some spirit stones and spirit herbs. He can't even look down on babies and the like.
"Second Master Ning, can you let me go now?" Wu Zhijie said, slowly propping up his body. At this moment, he is very uncomfortable. Just now Li Qingluan's Nine Stars Yaori Jue basically wanted him. Half-Life, now, if it continues like this, I'm afraid, it will really be confessed here.
Wu Zhijie lowered his eyes, with indifference in his eyes. The betrayal of Ning Tianqi hurt him enormously.
He never thought that the woman whom he devoted himself to, even willing to sacrifice his life, would reveal this matter in order to save her brother at such a critical moment.
"Do you only have one storage bag?" Ning Liangmin's bright eyes fell on Wu Zhijie's body, and finally, his eyes fixed on the belt, and said: "The storage waist bag at the waist should have A low-grade spiritual weapon, right?"
"Although I am the second master of the Ning family, I have just taken over the Ning family, but I have never seen this low-grade spirit weapon before, so let me give it to the second master, and it will open my eyes." It is inevitable to get that low-grade spiritual weapon.
Wu Zhijie's face darkened.
"Zhijie, don't worry, my second uncle said that as long as I get a low-grade spiritual weapon, I will let you go. In the future, my brother and I will leave the imperial capital together. Isn't that great?" Ning Tianqi's eyes sparkled Yes, with that appearance, in the past, Wu Zhijie wished he could treat her wholeheartedly.
However, at this moment, Wu Zhijie wished Ning Tianqi would stop talking.
Ning Liangmin got a low-grade spirit weapon, would he let him go?
Letting the tiger go back to the mountain is a big taboo. If it were him, if he snatched the other party's low-grade spiritual weapon, he would not let him go at all, but would cut the grass to get rid of it.
"Second Master Ning, it seems that he is bound to get this low-grade spirit weapon?" Wu Zhijie sneered, at this moment, he also knew that no matter how much he pleases, it may be useless.
Ning Liangmin smiled slightly, as if I was just taking a look, and Wu Zhijie wanted to tear him apart with that expression.
Wu Zhijie took a deep breath, and slowly took off the storage bag on his waist, Ning Liangmin's eyes were filled with excitement.
Wu Zhijie closed his eyes, seeing his reaction clearly in his heart, he sneered, and with a flick of his fingertips, the thousand heavy sword fell on Wu Zhijie's body, fighting for the last bit of spiritual power, Wu Zhijie displayed his strongest attack.
Ning Liangmin was caught off guard by the beating, but when Wu Zhijie took out the Thousand Epee Sword, he instantly sensed the aura of a low-grade spiritual weapon.
Ning Liangmin's eyes were burning with heat, and he looked at Wu Zhijie with a chill.
"It's not that easy to run away." The sword in Ning Liangmin's hand avoided the sharp edge of the Thousand Epee Sword, and while Wu Zhijie was fleeing from the ground, he raised the sword, and then stabbed fiercely into the ground, blocking Wu Zhijie's way of escaping. .
If it were someone else, Wu Zhijie would probably run away, but he, Ning Liangmin, also has the root of the earth spirit, so he is also familiar with the art of escaping from the ground.
"Hmph." Ning Liangmin waved the sword in his hand, and mud knuckles flew on the ground. He, Wu Zhijie, was stabbed in the head by the sword, leaving only his last breath.
"Second Uncle, you said you wouldn't kill Zhijie." Ning Tianqi stepped forward and yelled. Seeing Wu Zhijie's appearance, she crawled over on her knees, holding Zhijie's hand tightly, crying to Ning Liangmin. asked rhetorically.
Ning Liangmin raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't do it on purpose. If he obediently handed over the low-grade spirit weapon, how could I do it?"
Ning Liangmin held the thousand-epee sword in his hand as if he was the first to strike. The feel of a low-grade spiritual weapon is completely different from that of an ordinary treasure.
"Zhijie." Ning Tianqi cried, looking at Wu Zhijie who was wide-eyed and unwilling, and kept apologizing.
Wu Zhijie stared at Ning Tianqi's crying face, moved his lips, and finally, the vitality in his eyes gradually disappeared, but those eyes, which were as big as copper bells, never closed.
Good morning girls, one more!
(End of this chapter)
"Zhijie, I know, you will promise me, won't you?" Ning Tianqi didn't know what Wu Zhijie was thinking, and looked at Wu Zhijie with a smile.
'puff'
Wu Zhijie vomited another mouthful of blood after his body was seriously injured. He shook his head and said, "Tianqi, I want to help you, but I don't have a low-grade spiritual weapon."
"Impossible." Upon hearing Wu Zhijie's words, Ning Tianqi frowned and said, "When you and that woman were attacking just now, I saw it. It's a low-grade spiritual weapon."
Wu Zhijie felt a headache in his heart. For Ning Tianqi who couldn't understand the situation at all, for the first time, he wanted to grab her and shake her wildly to wake her up.
"Second Master Ning, Tianqi is blind. I don't have a low-grade spiritual weapon, but it's actually a top-grade treasure." Wu Zhijie came out with a top-grade sword as he said. To Ning Liangmin.
At this time, his situation is particularly bad. If Ning Liangmin really misses him, he may not be able to escape at all.
"Tianqi, you can't harm me. If I really had a low-grade spiritual weapon, I would have given it to you long ago." Wu Zhijie said so.
Ning Tianqi frowned and shook her head, "The one I saw just now is obviously not this one."
Wu Zhijie leaned forward and growled, "Tianqi, do you want to kill me?"
"No." Ning Tianqi shook her head, looked at Wu Zhijie blankly, and said, "I just want to save my brother. If a low-grade spiritual weapon can save my brother, why don't you want to?"
Ning Tianqi pursed her lips and looked at Wu Zhijie angrily, her words were also full of anger, and she usually said that she would do anything for her, but now she is not even willing to handle a low-grade spiritual weapon.
"..."
Wu Zhijie looked at Ning Tianqi speechlessly, staring at her intently, but was speechless for a long time, his eyes swept over Ning Liangmin, at this moment his eyes were sparkling, and there was a friendly smile on his face , but he is very clear, I am afraid that he will not let him go so easily.
Wu Zhijie lowered his eyes, and was just about to run away, but suddenly found that his whole body was completely locked, and he couldn't move even half of his body.
If Wu Zhijie was in his heyday, it would be impossible for Ning Liangmin to deal with him so easily, but now, his strength has been greatly reduced and he has been seriously injured.
Wu Zhijie looked at Ning Liangmin flatteringly on his strong face, and said, "Second Master Ning, I really don't have a low-grade spiritual weapon."
"Is there any, just remove your storage bag and take a look." Ning Liangmin said lightly, looking down at him from a high position, his naked appearance fell on Wu Zhijie's storage bag hanging on his waist .
Wu Zhijie's heart tightened, knowing that he couldn't escape, he handed the storage bag to Ning Liangmin, and said, "Second Master Ning, if you can't find it, can you deny that I left?"
"Naturally." Ning Liangmin said calmly. Seeing that Wu Zhijie had lifted the recognition of the master, Ning Liangmin recognized the master with a drop of blood, and glanced directly at the storage bag. There were no so-called low-grade spiritual weapons, some spirit stones and spirit herbs. He can't even look down on babies and the like.
"Second Master Ning, can you let me go now?" Wu Zhijie said, slowly propping up his body. At this moment, he is very uncomfortable. Just now Li Qingluan's Nine Stars Yaori Jue basically wanted him. Half-Life, now, if it continues like this, I'm afraid, it will really be confessed here.
Wu Zhijie lowered his eyes, with indifference in his eyes. The betrayal of Ning Tianqi hurt him enormously.
He never thought that the woman whom he devoted himself to, even willing to sacrifice his life, would reveal this matter in order to save her brother at such a critical moment.
"Do you only have one storage bag?" Ning Liangmin's bright eyes fell on Wu Zhijie's body, and finally, his eyes fixed on the belt, and said: "The storage waist bag at the waist should have A low-grade spiritual weapon, right?"
"Although I am the second master of the Ning family, I have just taken over the Ning family, but I have never seen this low-grade spirit weapon before, so let me give it to the second master, and it will open my eyes." It is inevitable to get that low-grade spiritual weapon.
Wu Zhijie's face darkened.
"Zhijie, don't worry, my second uncle said that as long as I get a low-grade spiritual weapon, I will let you go. In the future, my brother and I will leave the imperial capital together. Isn't that great?" Ning Tianqi's eyes sparkled Yes, with that appearance, in the past, Wu Zhijie wished he could treat her wholeheartedly.
However, at this moment, Wu Zhijie wished Ning Tianqi would stop talking.
Ning Liangmin got a low-grade spirit weapon, would he let him go?
Letting the tiger go back to the mountain is a big taboo. If it were him, if he snatched the other party's low-grade spiritual weapon, he would not let him go at all, but would cut the grass to get rid of it.
"Second Master Ning, it seems that he is bound to get this low-grade spirit weapon?" Wu Zhijie sneered, at this moment, he also knew that no matter how much he pleases, it may be useless.
Ning Liangmin smiled slightly, as if I was just taking a look, and Wu Zhijie wanted to tear him apart with that expression.
Wu Zhijie took a deep breath, and slowly took off the storage bag on his waist, Ning Liangmin's eyes were filled with excitement.
Wu Zhijie closed his eyes, seeing his reaction clearly in his heart, he sneered, and with a flick of his fingertips, the thousand heavy sword fell on Wu Zhijie's body, fighting for the last bit of spiritual power, Wu Zhijie displayed his strongest attack.
Ning Liangmin was caught off guard by the beating, but when Wu Zhijie took out the Thousand Epee Sword, he instantly sensed the aura of a low-grade spiritual weapon.
Ning Liangmin's eyes were burning with heat, and he looked at Wu Zhijie with a chill.
"It's not that easy to run away." The sword in Ning Liangmin's hand avoided the sharp edge of the Thousand Epee Sword, and while Wu Zhijie was fleeing from the ground, he raised the sword, and then stabbed fiercely into the ground, blocking Wu Zhijie's way of escaping. .
If it were someone else, Wu Zhijie would probably run away, but he, Ning Liangmin, also has the root of the earth spirit, so he is also familiar with the art of escaping from the ground.
"Hmph." Ning Liangmin waved the sword in his hand, and mud knuckles flew on the ground. He, Wu Zhijie, was stabbed in the head by the sword, leaving only his last breath.
"Second Uncle, you said you wouldn't kill Zhijie." Ning Tianqi stepped forward and yelled. Seeing Wu Zhijie's appearance, she crawled over on her knees, holding Zhijie's hand tightly, crying to Ning Liangmin. asked rhetorically.
Ning Liangmin raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't do it on purpose. If he obediently handed over the low-grade spirit weapon, how could I do it?"
Ning Liangmin held the thousand-epee sword in his hand as if he was the first to strike. The feel of a low-grade spiritual weapon is completely different from that of an ordinary treasure.
"Zhijie." Ning Tianqi cried, looking at Wu Zhijie who was wide-eyed and unwilling, and kept apologizing.
Wu Zhijie stared at Ning Tianqi's crying face, moved his lips, and finally, the vitality in his eyes gradually disappeared, but those eyes, which were as big as copper bells, never closed.
Good morning girls, one more!
(End of this chapter)
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