The personal soldier of the beautiful president

"What a thorn rose, my young master likes it."

Ning Yu laughed, and flung his hand casually. Master Qiao Ba let out a scream, and flew straight out, hitting the ground not far away with a bang.

"Little beauty, from now on you will follow me, Ning Yu, and I will protect you and your family for a lifetime of prosperity and wealth."

Ning Yu took a step forward, reaching out to pinch Shu Qingyan's white chin, her tone was frivolous, and her words were unrestrained.

This is a declarative sentence, as if he was stating a fact. It seems that he is sure that Shu Qingyan will not object, or rather, dare not object!
This is his confidence as the young master of the Ning family.

If he can't even deal with an ordinary beauty, he is not worthy of being the young master of the Ning family.

Besides, for an ordinary girl to fall in love with him, is it a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes?
Shu Qingyan wanted to dodge the dog's paw, but how could she dodge it as an ordinary person?
Her jaw was pinched, she struggled a few times, but it was useless, she couldn't help shouting coldly: "Take your dirty hands away."

"Oh? It turned out to be..."

Ning Yu seemed to have discovered some great secret, his eyes suddenly shone brightly, he turned his head to look at Qiao Baye who had just got up, and said with a meaningful smile, "You are very good, I will remember this love .”

"what?"

Master Qiao Ba was stunned for a while, but he immediately came to his senses, forced a smile and said, "Young Master Yu is satisfied."

He knew that Ning Yu had obviously discovered Shu Qingyan's specialness, and wanted to take it for himself.

This is the top-level cauldron he found with great pains, and he waited until it was fully mature to enjoy it, but it was cut off by Ning Yu.

Qiao Baye was very reconciled and angry, but he had no choice but to do it. The other party was the young master of the Ning family. No matter in terms of strength or power, compared with the other party, he was as weak as an ant.

Unless he does not hesitate to expose his details and use his hole cards, he may still have the power to fight.

However, now is not the time to turn the tables.

Although the cauldron is rare, it is still nothing compared to the great affairs of the master.

If he misses the master's important event, he can't help but shudder when he thinks of the master's terrifying punishment method.

With his head lowered, Master Qiao showed just the right timidity, and slowly retreated into the team.

Ning Yu was very satisfied with Qiao Baye being so knowledgeable.

Snapped!
At this moment, a slender white hand suddenly slapped Ning Yu's left cheek forcefully.

Extremely abrupt.

The slap was loud, like a thunderclap.

The surroundings instantly became quiet, deathly quiet, everyone's eyes fell on the slap mark on Ning Yu's cheek, and on Shu Qingyan who slapped the slap.

At this time, Shu Qingyan raised her eyebrows, her face was frosty, she glared at Ning Yu angrily, and said coldly, "Take your dirty hands away."

Ning Yu's rudeness and disregard made her very angry, and when she became angry, she immediately attacked.

When a woman is angry, she doesn't care about it at all, which is very scary.

Ning Yu touched her burning cheeks, her expression was extremely gloomy, like the sky in the rainstorm.

Depressed, dull, suffocating.

The young master of his dignified Ning family was actually slapped in the face by an ordinary woman in public?

What a shame!
Ning Yu also didn't expect that this ordinary girl would be so courageous that she dared to attack him. He had no defense at all. Otherwise, how could this scene happen?

"You are courting death."

Ning Yu's eyes were terribly gloomy, and the hand that was holding Shu Qingyan's chin directly grabbed the latter's neck and lifted the latter up a little bit.

Shu Qingyan's legs left the ground bit by bit.

The suffocation from her neck made it more and more difficult for her to breathe, like a fish coming out of the water.

His face was flushed and purple, and he tried hard to open the palms holding her neck with both hands, but found that he couldn't do it at all.

The five fingers are like cast steel, she can't shake them at all.

The brain was hypoxic, unresponsive, and her consciousness began to appear disordered. She knew it was a near-death reaction.

If she can't breathe fresh oxygen immediately, she will die.

The casual cultivators next to him hesitated one by one. They wanted to save Shu Qingyan, but they didn't dare to offend Ning Yu.

"Fuck, it's a death anyway, I can't just watch this little girl die, otherwise, I won't feel at ease when I die."

The middle-aged practitioner closest to Shu Qingyan seemed to have finally made up his mind.

With a low growl, he circulated his vigor and rushed towards Ning Yu with a decisive aura.

Whoosh.

A powerful crossbow suddenly shot over from nowhere, and pierced fiercely into the temple of the middle-aged cultivator, and the tip of the arrow came out from the other side.

Blood splattered.

The body of the middle-aged cultivator was carried away obliquely by the remaining force of the crossbow, and fell into the river Styx with a plop.

The red blood looked very abrupt on the black river surface.

wow.

There was a sound on the river, no one could see what it was, only the body of the middle-aged practitioner, together with the blood, disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had been swallowed by something.

The surface of the river became dark and terrifying again.

Practitioners who saw this scene felt their scalps tingling and their hearts jumping with fear.

If you can know what swallowed the corpse, at least you will have a bottom line in your heart. The most terrifying thing is this unknown danger, which makes people tremble and fear.

"Fuck, I worked hard."

A few more rogue cultivators roared and rushed towards Ning Yu.

They were all moved by Shu Qingyan's kindness, and also stimulated by the courage of the middle-aged practitioner.

"The ants who don't know how to live or die, kill them all, leaving no one behind."

Dongfang Yu's eyes flashed with a brutal and fierce light, he waved his big hand, and shouted sharply.

Whoosh...

One after another, like a gust of wind and rain, they shot towards the group of casual cultivators angrily.

Dongfang Yu has lost his patience.

He has no time to waste time here because of Ning Yu's nonsense.

Procrastinate, simply kill directly.

Anyway, they are all bait, and the difference between the living and the dead is not very big.

"mean……"

"It's too shameless for you to contradict your promise."

"Brothers, fight with them."

"Fuck, it's really easy to bully me, I'm going to delay a few times when I die."

……

These casual cultivators were not willing to be bait to die. At this time, stimulated by Dongfang Yu's massacre order, they all went into a frenzy, drew their weapons one after another, and slaughtered towards the three major families.

Some of them rushed towards Ning Yu, intending to rescue Shu Qingyan.

At this time, Shu Qingyan was in danger.

However, Ning Yu seemed to have calmed down, and he did not continue to kill, otherwise, how could Shu Qingyan have survived to this day?

Of course, even if Ning Yu was ruthless, nothing would happen to Shu Qingyan.

Qin Feng is still nesting in a corner, he will never watch Shu Qingyan be killed.

Fortunately, Ning Yu's killing intent suddenly disappeared, otherwise, he would have turned into a cold corpse now.

Even so, Qin Feng did not intend to let Ning Yu go.

The Ning family?

He has a feud with the Ning family, since he met the young master of the Ning family, of course he will not let go of such a good opportunity to cut off the wings of the Ning family.

Qin Feng appeared from nowhere, with a changed face, he mixed in with the group of casual cultivators and rushed towards Ning Yu together.

He hides his cultivation very well. In the eyes of others, he is just a mid-stage Xuan-level practitioner.

No one took him seriously.

No one noticed him at all.

"Hmph, courting death."

Ning Yu casually left the dying Shu Qingyan behind him, then pressed his hands on his waist, and between his ten fingers, there were already eight cold silver needles.

With a flick of both hands, the eight silver needles sank into the brows of several casual cultivators rushing towards him without a sound.

The bodies of the eight casual cultivators who were rushing forward suddenly stopped, as if they had been given a body-holding technique, the expressions on their faces were also frozen, and the vitality in their eyes was slackened.

Puff puff……

At this time, crossbow arrows also shot towards them, turning the eight casual practitioners into blood gourds.

At the same time, screams continued to be heard from the casual cultivators on the side, one after another was pierced through the vitals by the crossbow, and fell to the ground dead.

Some casual cultivators with relatively high strength barely rushed to the guards of the three major cultivating clans, and what greeted them were long knives and sharp swords that shone with cold light...

However, after a few breaths and dozens of casual cultivators, they were all killed and injured, and there were not many left. The three major families only paid the price of three corpses.

Ning Yu turned around, bent down and wanted to fall to the ground, with a horrified expression, unbearable, sympathetic, and angry Shu Qingyan mentioned it.

Suddenly, he felt a monstrous killing intent locking him, his muscles froze, and his expression was terrified, as if he had encountered an unprecedented crisis.

He couldn't even move a finger, let alone resist.

"What the hell is the coercion of a heavenly Martial Venerable!"

Before the body split into two, the last thought that flashed wildly in Ning Yu's mind was full of shock, fear, and endless doubts...