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“Since you won’t hand over the person, then I will personally bring the person out.

Ning Yuan spoke calmly, but Zuo Zimu, who had lost all his inner strength, was already suffering from liver and gallbladder splitting. For fear of angering the other party and causing his instant death, he quickly shouted: "I will hand it over, I will hand it over now."

"What are you waiting for? Bring them out quickly!"

With that said, Zuo Zimu turned around and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Yes Yes!"

The disciples nodded repeatedly.

Ning Yuan also took advantage of this moment to feel the infuriating energy he had absorbed.

Although there are many people in the Wuliang Sword Sect, their cultivation is average.

It did not bring any improvement to Ning Yuan.

At this time, Zhong Ling also walked out proudly.

It was obvious that he had already seen the situation outside in the room.

"Are you the reinforcement my father invited?"

Zhong Ling said happily from afar.

"I didn't expect Brother Duan to work so quickly and notify my father so quickly. I thought I would have to wait a few more days."

Zhong Ling's voice is delicate and charming, and her voice is soft.

With a round face and a small dimple at the corner of her mouth, her face is like morning glow, her eyes are like autumn water, her skin is like gelatin, her smile is like a flower, and her appearance is bright and radiant.

Although her head and face were covered with soot and grass clippings, her beauty was not concealed. Her skin was white and pink, with a rosy white undertone, which made her face even more delicate and charming.

"correct."

Before Ning Yuan could speak, Zhong Ling continued: "I just heard it in the room. They called you Nan Murong. I seem to have heard of this name. He is a famous hero in the world."

Zhong Ling raised his head and looked at Ning Yuan, his big eyes full of admiration.

Murong Fu had a handsome appearance, the bearing of a wealthy family, and high martial arts skills, so he was naturally attractive enough.

"It's just a bit of a false reputation."

Ning Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Let's go."

Hearing this, Zhong Ling showed hesitation, and then shook his head, "No, I can't leave now. If Brother Duan comes back and can't find me, he will be in danger."

"You're talking about Duan Yu, it's him who told me what happened here."

"Did Brother Duan invite you here?"

Zhong Ling's eyes lit up, and he immediately showed a look of surprise.

"Yes, I heard that you are the daughter of Zhong Wanchou of Wanqiu Valley. This time I came to Dali specifically to visit your father, Lord Zhonggu. We are going down the mountain now, and maybe we can meet Mr. Duan on the way back."

Ning Yuan said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Ling no longer hesitated, "You're right, let's leave now."

The four of them left only Zuo Zimu and the other members of the Wuliang Sword Sect, who fell to the ground in misery.

However, when he was about to go down the mountain, Zhong Ling still turned around unbearably, "There is a method for making an antidote here. You can detoxify it yourself."

Zhong Ling dropped the prescription and then followed Ning Yuan down the mountain.

…

And on the other side.

Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing rode on horseback and finally rushed out of the assassin sent by Mrs. Wang to follow them, and quickly rushed to the Wuliang Sword Sect.

The next day.

The two sides happened to meet each other halfway.

"Brother Duan, Sister Mu."

Zhong Ling immediately stepped forward happily when he saw the two of them.

"Miss Zhong, are you okay?"

Duan Yu also showed surprise, then looked at Ning Yuan, and hurriedly took a few steps forward, "It seems that Mr. Murong saved Miss Zhong, which is great. I was still worried about how to rescue Miss Zhong."

"But what about the two sisters?"

Duan Yu looked behind Ning Yuan curiously.

"I've asked them to go back first. What, Mr. Duan, do you have any ideas?"

Ning Yuan looked at Duan Yu with a half-smile.

Duan Yu shook his head quickly, showing embarrassment.

When Mu Wanqing, who was wearing a veil and a black hat, saw Duan Yu's appearance, she immediately raised her eyebrows, showing displeasure.

But thinking that he had nothing to do with Duan Yu, he could only suppress it and said with a cold face: "Since the person has been rescued, I will leave first."

"Sister Mu, don't go. Mr. Murong is also going to my house to visit my father. We are on the way, so why not go together."

Zhong Ling quickly stepped forward to stop him.

Mu Wanqing glanced at Duan Yu, and then thinking about her injuries and the fact that she was still being hunted, she gritted her teeth and silently agreed.

Ning Yuan also looked at Mu Wanqing at this time.

Mu Wanqing wore a black gauze skirt, her face was covered with black gauze, and her slender feet were also wearing black boots. She had a slender figure, a fragrant fragrance around her body, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars, quite cold and arrogant.

"By the way, Master Murong, I haven't introduced you yet."

At this time, Zhong Ling stepped forward and said with a smile: "Sister Mu, this is Young Master Murong, Murong from the North Murong Peak. Brother Murong, this is Sister Mu, Mu Wanqing."

"Don't talk about me..."

Mu Wanqing just wanted to stop Zhong Ling from saying her name, but the careless Zhong Ling had already blurted it out, and could only glare at Zhong Ling angrily.

"Shui Mu Qing Hua, graceful and clear, what a great name!"

Ning Yuan opened his mouth and praised.

Duan Yu on the side was about to open his mouth to praise, but Ning Yuan had already finished what he wanted to say, so he could only suppress it in embarrassment.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart, "This is obviously what I want to say."

Although he was thinking this way, Duan Yu said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Murong has a good literary talent, and Miss Mu has a good name."

"It turns out to be Mr. Murong Fu from Gusu."

When Mu Wanqing heard Zhong Ling's introduction, she looked at Ning Yuan in surprise. As a person from the world, how could she not have heard of Beiqiao Fengnan Murong's name?

"I wonder why Young Master Murong came all the way to Dali? And why are you looking for Zhong Ling's father?"

Mu Wanqing asked with a frown.

The voice was crisp and pleasant, but the tone was cold and devoid of any warmth, making it indescribably uncomfortable.

It seems that she is indifferent to anything in the world, and she also seems to be extremely hostile to everyone, and she wants to kill everyone in the world.

A pair of bright eyes looked at Ning Yuan, a little wary.

She is not as easy to deceive as Zhong Ling.

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient to tell Miss Mu about this, but if I have any bad intentions for you, I'm afraid there's no need to go to such trouble."

Ning Yuan smiled calmly.

"you!"

Mu Wanqing's eyes suddenly became sulky, which was clearly saying that she was not strong enough. She couldn't help but draw out her scimitar and pointed at Ning Yuan angrily, "I want to see if Nan Murong is just a name."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Wanqing had already raised his sword and attacked.

She is hot-tempered.

"Sister Mu, you can't..."

Zhong Ling shouted anxiously from behind, and Duan Yu on the side also shouted quickly: "Miss Mu, Mr. Murong, please stop fighting."

"We are all friends, and we have no grudges. Don't hurt the harmony!"

Duan Yu jumped anxiously, wanting to stop him, but he didn't understand martial arts, so he could only shout.

Ning Yuan stepped on Lingbo and walked around Mu Wanqing, but Mu Wanqing could not touch a corner of her clothes.

Mu Wanqing's face was ugly under the black veil, and she shouted angrily: "Nan Murong, you can only hide and don't dare to fight me head-on."

"That's what you said."

Ning Yuan suddenly appeared in front of Mu Wanqing. Mu Wanqing was immediately startled and took half a step back. Then Ning Yuan raised his hand, and the black veil on Mu Wanqing's face was immediately pulled off, revealing a blowjob. Delicate face that can be broken.

Mu Wanqing has a pointed chin, a pale complexion, and her skin is as crystal clear as jade and as white as snow.

A small cherry mouth is neat and straight, the lips are very thin, and the two rows of thin teeth are like broken jade.