Concubine is always vicious

Chapter 86

When anyone saw the two of them, they would only think that Ning Zhiyuan was scary, especially the scar on Ning Zhiyuan's face, which was even more terrifying.

However, if someone knew that this good-looking man who kept smiling was the No. [-] killer of Daeun Temple code-named Eleven, he would definitely want to poke his dog's eyes blind.

Ning Zhiyuan is a wolf, while Han Ji must be a tiger, but he is just a smiling tiger.

Ning Zhiyuan ignored him, snorted coldly, looked up at the time in the sky, and then walked into a farmhouse at random.

Han Ji followed closely behind, ahead of Ning Zhiyuan, threw out a large ingot of silver, and asked the owner of the farmhouse to prepare hot meals and, of course, wine.

This ingot of silver was almost the money the farm family could earn back in half a year. Although the farm owner was very puzzled about the identities of the two strangers, for the sake of the money, the meal was prepared quickly.

The meal is very simple, because the silver has played a role, there are two more poached eggs.

Han Ji didn't eat the food, but poured a glass of wine first, and then sprinkled it all on the ground.

"What?" Ning Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows.

"Use this glass of wine to pay homage to those dead souls." Han Ji sighed.

"You don't look like a person who is afraid of death." Ning Zhiyuan said disdainfully, while he was talking, he ate and ate vegetables, and fighting Da Zongba later, it is inevitable that it will be a hard job, and it will not work if you don't have good physical strength .

"Who says I'm not afraid of death." Han Ji chuckled, "Look at how beautiful this world is, and how memorable it is. Wouldn't it be a pity to die like this. Besides, I don't even have a wife."

Having said that, Han Ji reached out and touched his chin, and a gorgeous and unparalleled face came into his mind.

The femme fatale woman who is as green as a bamboo leaf has a beautiful face that even God would be jealous of. I have to say that God is so fond of her, even he is a little jealous.

Seeing him like this, Ning Zhiyuan said displeasedly, "What are you thinking?"

Han Ji didn't back down either, and tapped the cup in front of him with a chopstick, uttering two words, "An Huan."

Ning Zhiyuan frowned fiercely, "You can't miss her!"

"Why?" Han Ji asked with a smile.

"There is no reason, if you can't, you just can't." Ning Zhiyuan's words did not leave room for negotiation.

"It's unreasonable, she's not your wife..." Han Ji yelled loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a black dagger was already on his neck, Ning Zhiyuan said impatiently, "You talk too much, if you don't want to eat, just eat it for me."

Although similar scenes happen every day, it is obvious that Han Ji feels that Ning Zhiyuan is different today, he chuckled and pulled the dagger away, "You are really violent, you yell at every turn It's really boring to kill."

"I don't need you to teach me."

"Master Ning Zhiyuan, how dare I teach you a lesson." Han Ji yelled strangely.

"Then shut up and eat." Ning Zhiyuan said angrily, although the dagger had been retracted, his whole body was still murderous and inviolable.

It's just how could Han Ji listen to him, and still said indifferently, "I just can't figure it out, why every time I mention that woman, you have such a big reaction."

"I told you to shut up." Ning Zhiyuan said viciously.

To him, An Huan was an inviolable Ni Lin, who could not be offended, and whoever violated it would die.

Han Ji touched his nose curiously, but he didn't expect to really anger Ning Zhiyuan, so he obediently drank and ate food. By the way, while despising Ning Zhiyuan, he ate all the two poached eggs.

And for so many days, Ning Zhiyuan, who had always avoided thinking about An Huan, was inadvertently stirred up by Han Ji today, and his mood could no longer be at peace.

When Han Ji asked him who would die today, the reason why he didn't hesitate to say it was him was because he couldn't die.

He also wanted to protect An Huan, for the rest of his life, so as long as An Huan was still alive, he couldn't die a day.

For him, this is a belief. For so many years, no matter where he is, no matter how badly he is injured, it is only because of this belief that he survived.

So for him, An Huan's status was sacrosanct.

Of course, An Huan is not a goddess, but his love for An Huan has been completely hidden after the scar on his face, hidden in the deepest part of his heart, no one can do anything about it except himself aware.

But obviously, because of Han Ji's words, Ning Zhiyuan's longing for An Huan was out of control.

He curled up his hands holding the chopsticks slightly, and with a "snap", a pair of chopsticks broke in the palm of his hand.

The farmer's owner was about to run over to get a pair, but Ning Zhiyuan waved his hand, indicating no need, picked up the jug, poured himself a large glass of wine and started drinking.

Seeing this, Han Ji chuckled and said, "Why do I feel like you are a resentful woman?"

"You really talk a lot." Ning Zhiyuan said impatiently.

Han Ji shook his head, shaking his head and said, "Not too much, not too much, it's better than you hiding in your heart and moaning alone."

Ning Zhiyuan glared at him, swallowed a glass of wine viciously, and reminded, "Han Ji, as a killer, you are really unqualified. Although I don't know why you have survived until now, there is one thing I want to remind you The truth is, misfortune comes from the mouth."

Han Ji clapped his hands and laughed, "Come on, let's have a drink, thank you for reminding me."

"I don't know what it means." Ning Zhiyuan snorted coldly.

He has never seen such a noisy man in his life. Ever since the two met for the first time and had a fight, then exposed their identities and walked together all the way, Han Ji's mouth has never stopped. The bombardment in his ears made him very troubled.If it weren't for Han Ji's unfathomable martial arts, he would have thrown Han Ji out long ago.

"To be happy in life is to be happy, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon, don't you even understand this truth?" Han Jile was in the midst of it, rolled his eyes at Ning Zhiyuan, and ate food and drink by himself.

But the state of the two of them, to the farmer's owner, can be described as a world of ice and fire. He was really afraid that the two of them would fight if they disagreed, and tear down the house passed down from his ancestors.

But fortunately, although Ning Zhiyuan's complexion was ugly, it was not to the point of losing control.

Although Han Ji always had a playful smile on his face, he was extremely measured, so that he would not force Ning Zhiyuan to bite.

However, sandwiched in the middle, this weird atmosphere alone is enough to make the farmer's head grow two big. He can guarantee that he has lived for four or fifty years in his life, and has never seen such strange two men.Moreover, these two men with very different personalities and tempers are still friends.

And when the farm owner was considering whether he should go to the village to buy some wine and come back, he suddenly saw that Han Ji, who had been smiling all the time, also tensed up.

There was a hot wind blowing in the air, blowing on the person's body, but it carried a chilly coolness.

"He's here." Han Ji said.

Ning Zhiyuan nodded, "The speed is so fast." As he spoke, he raised his head, drank the wine in the glass, looked up at the sky, his eyes burst out with unparalleled sharpness.

"It's really interesting. It seems that Da Zongba's strength is more than a little bit higher than we imagined."

Back then, he was hunted down by a puppet refined by Xiao Zongba and Da Zongba. Although he escaped by chance in the end, that battle undoubtedly left a tragic impression in Han Ji's heart.

Although his speech was still clear and calm at this time, without the slightest anger, his face had become serious.

Ning Zhiyuan snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "So what, I will definitely get Bodhidharma's body."

Han Ji smiled wryly, "I just want to say, if you can't beat it, can you run away?"

"That's your business, I must get it." Ning Zhiyuan slapped the table and stood up, striding towards the door.

Han Ji rubbed his nose, smiled at the frightened farmer, and threw another silver coin, "Boss, if we are still alive, please prepare us the best food and drink." He turned his head and looked A few light vegetarian dishes on the table left in a hurry.

The owner of the farmhouse took the money, feeling heavy in his heart, wondering if he should kill the old egg-laying hen that had been raised for several years for the two of them to eat.

But what did he mean by that just now?Could it be that someone is going to die?Thinking of this, the farm owner's eyelids twitched heavily.

……

Han Ji and Ning Zhiyuan were walking on the gravel path under the eaves, Ning Zhiyuan looked serious, while Han Ji had a faint smile on his face, but the two of them only needed to look at each other to know that each other's bodies At the peak state, you can fight at any time.

This is a battle that they have been waiting for for a long time. In their hearts, they have been looking forward to it very early.

Of course, the two of them knew very well that this battle would be the most difficult battle in their lives. No matter who it was, it would be impossible for them to be without awe in the face of Da Zongba, who is known as the number one in the world. .

And both of them came out of the Daeun Temple, so they naturally knew what kind of supreme existence Da Zongba was in the hearts of the believers of the Daeun Temple.

Da Zongba seems to be no longer a person, but a god. The gap between a person and a god can never be bridged.

This point, as Da Zongba carried Bodhidharma's body all the way westward, destroying countless powerful forces can be enough proof.

In fact, although the belligerent factors in Han Ji and Ning Zhiyuan's bones had been aroused, there was a layer of cold sweat constantly breaking out from the palms and backs of both of them.

This is a contest between life and death, and there will definitely not be too many people who can survive, so you have to pay attention to it.

The two walked slowly out of the village stepping on the rhythm. On the one hand, they were gaining momentum, and on the other hand, they reached a potential tacit understanding with each other.

"Ning Zhiyuan, tell me, does Da Zongba already know that the two of us are waiting for him here?" Han Ji asked.

"What if you know?"

"No, I'm just curious. Both of us are traitors at Daxiong Temple. Who do you think Da Zongba will hate more?"

"Of course it's you." Ning Zhiyuan said without thinking.

"Damn it, why me?" Han Ji said frantically.

At this time, Ning Zhiyuan had a faint smile on his face, "Because you are more famous than me."

"What kind of bullshit reason is this, something outrageous, I don't do as much as you do." Han Ji said unconvinced, "Why are you talking so loudly? Are you afraid of dying?" Ning Zhiyuan said contemptuously.

"Afraid of death? What a boring reason." Han Ji laughed at himself, "If you can't beat him, just run away, nothing matters."

"I can't run away." Ning Zhiyuan suddenly sighed.

Han Ji was about to ask why, when he suddenly felt that the wind blowing on his face became a little strange.

(End of this chapter)