Protagonist Aura

This doomsday-like picture is tantamount to uprooting the Wuxie Association.

Pay for fifteen years.

Ruined.

In addition to laughing sadly, Pei Xiaotian found that he had no power to fight back. This young man was so terrified that he could not imagine.

Not to mention the capital of Yanjing, traversing the entire world, it is impossible to find a second, peerless powerhouse with such detached strength, right?

"I'm afraid, the peerless strongman is no longer enough to describe it. This is a giant."

Pei Xiaotian's ten fingers were stiff, and his face was bleak. He was truly standing on top, looking at the small giants in the mountains. He suspected that the royal family is really going to end. How many people have beaten Ning Sheng?

He pushed his martial arts association with a slap, this...

If you don’t witness it with your own eyes, or if half of Yanjing is paying close attention, who can believe that such a mythical wonder will really happen?

Ning Xuanyuan casually wrapped up the sleeves of the white shirt and glanced at the blue sky. Without the Wuxie Headquarters to block the daylight, the rest of the surrounding steel buildings became more brilliant.

very good!

Pei Xiaotian looked at with complicated eyes, and Ning Xuanyuan, who was close at hand, felt heavy for a while.

Before they really fought, most of the assistants had died at the gathering of more than four hundred powerful people, and they were mobilized, quietly buried, and the waves had not been turned out.

Three poles in the sun, the sun is hot.

In a flower shop not far from the headquarters of the Wushu Association, a cheongsam pierced with water hibiscus was stitched to complement the graceful figure of a ponytail girl.

The girl put her cheeks in her hands, her eyes were dull, and all her mental energy was placed on the oil paper umbrella at her feet.

In the flower shop, there are old radios, babbling and babbling operas.

A charming woman is picking up scissors and carefully trimming the potted plants. She moves slowly and is a little strenuous. She occasionally stretches out her hand to wipe the dripping sweat from her forehead.

Further away, near a circular arch bridge, a middle-aged man dressed as a coachman crouched on the side of the bridge pier and took out half of his reluctant cigarette.

The firewood flickered.

The coachman took a deep cigarette with satisfaction and was so busy, finally stealing a half-day leisurely.

"Stains."

After that, the coachman squeezed out only one-third of the remaining cigarettes, wrapped it in paper, put it in his pocket, and looked at the girl in front of the flower shop with indifferent eyes.

The girl was indifferent.

The florist woman put down the scissors and walked to the one-person-high mirror. She carefully combed her clothes several times before and after she took the key and closed the door carefully.

There is no rain on earth, and the autumn wind is not dry.

The girl still opened the oil-paper umbrella and raised it above her head. She walked rigorously, one shallow and the other deep, always keeping a half-arm distance from the plump woman.

The coachman abandoned the car and walked alone.

The three are side by side.

When they passed the old round arch bridge, the three of them joined the queue. They had no communication with each other. They were lined up. Two three equals six, and three three equals nine.

The last old man, who appeared alone, babbled, joined the queue.

The butcher with nine fingers is sharpening his knife not far away.

He picked up the abacus and hung it in the air. A short middle-aged man who couldn't stop beating and beating, finally put away the abacus and lost his back.

Nan Xiaodu, Dong Laojiu.

The 13 Taibao is invincible.

Master Xiao Du from the Xiang family of the Southern Royal family, and Lao Jiu, a butcher from the Dazhou family of the Eastern Royal family.

And the well-known Thirteen Taibao under the command of the Fifth Royal Family, who occupied the beginning of the Western word.

A full fifteen people came to the surface one by one, the butcher and the master took the lead, and the remaining 13 people were half a meter behind, lined up side by side.

boom!

Boom!

At the end of each step, the rhythm speeds up, and the sound of footsteps like a wave, like thousands of troops and horses, spreads wider and wider, it seems that the world is shaking.

An invisible pressure covers the Wushu Association from far to near.

"This……"

"Fifteen royal agents, really came out!"

In an instant.

Half of Yenching was restless, and the blurry pictures taken from on-site surveillance video did indeed see 15 people, rushing up against the current, to the Wuxie Association.

Huh!

A golden scroll on one side, unfolded in parallel, hung in the air, and began to fly past numerous steel buildings.

Everyone looked up, only to see a huge word "huang" flashing under the scroll.

"Ning Sheng, my fifth royal family, I think you are amazing, talented, and decreed. I want to represent the will of the royal family and recruit you as a slave!"

This sentence.

After spreading.

Suddenly caused an uproar.

The Fifth Royal Family could not bear to kill because they pity the wizards, so they made an exception and were willing to include Ning Sheng as the servant of the Western Royal Family?

This, as long as you agree, from now on, wouldn't it be considered a half-royal person? Such an honor, if you are anybody, you will be so excited to be flattered, right? !

As soon as the news came out, some people were jealous, some coveted, and even others were jealous of Ning's life, and they were actually taken in by the royal family!

boom!

The neat footsteps are getting closer and closer.

An old voice uttered again, "The emperor's grace is majestic, this kind of honor, you are sincerely praying for the Three Lives III, and you may not be able to cultivate, so you don't have to quickly kneel down and take the order!"

Ning Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows and looked back. An old man in a black Tang suit stood in front of the Thirteen Taibao, sonorously.

"What does the fifth royal family mean?" Ning Xuanyuan asked casually.

The old man with gray hair and old face, whose real name is Cao Zhengchun, shook his head and reluctantly answered, "I meant it."

The tone is ethereal and extremely impatient.

There are signs of bothering to take care of Ning Xuanyuan.

However, he took the initiative to explain, "I, Cao Zhengchun, can represent the Fifth Royal Family and recruit human wizards who can be seen in the past, and I am a slave to the family."

"This is the privilege given to Cao by our ancestor!"

Ning Xuanyuan twitched his ears and smiled without speaking.

Pei Xiaotian stared at Ning Xuanyuan who was close at hand with solemn eyes.

"You stand closer and tell me again." Ning Xuanyuan waved away.

boom!

In the eyes of fifteen people, this subtle movement is tantamount to provocation.

After Cao Zhengchun lost both hands, he condescendingly scolded, "Are you going to disobey the will of my Fifth Royal Family? What a courage!"

Ning Xuanyuan let out a breath, and said sharply, "So bullish, only after the fifteen people gathered, did you say so loudly, let you get closer alone and dare not move for a long time."

This is too much to say, just a word of cursing, you know that bullying people, relying on the crowded and fake old trash!

Cao Zhengchun, "..."

Pei Xiaotian, "..."

This is so young and vigorous, and without scruples, the royal agents dare to ridicule.

Cao Zhengchun stunned in the same place, his face was blue and white. As the leader of the Thirteen Taibao and the retainer of the Fifth Royal Family, how prominent is he?

At this moment, was so humiliated?

"You are, don't you plan to listen to me, and be my slave to the Fifth Royal Family?" Cao Zhengchun's tone turned cold, with a murderous intent.

Ning Xuanyuan stroked his nose and was silent.

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