I, the villain of Destiny, started with holding the male chief's sacrificial flag

"For people who don't care...they are completely used to it. Whether you disdain it or not, you don't care about them, do you?"

Afterwards, Ning You's voice showed a little flatness: "For those who will miss, there is a warmth that can be recalled in the dark. It sounds really good... But have you ever thought that the reality will be more ruthless if you have had warmth? If there was nothing before, they became numb in the habit, it might not be another kind of happiness."

If the two were enemies, Ning Wuque would definitely be able to say the word "sophistry"...but now, he couldn't say anything.

After a long silence, Ning Wuque gritted his teeth: "Not everyone enters the brothel voluntarily."

"The topic is back to the beginning...Whether you want it or not, or forced it, the facts are the facts." Ning You looked at the quarry again.

"Maybe, this is the difference between you and me." Ning Wuque was silent for a while, then resumed eating and drinking.

A little sympathy began to disappear silently.

His thoughts drifted back to the ancestral mausoleum that had stayed close to January, and drifted back to Ning's Divine City.

His grandfather is in Zuling.

His own uncle is in Ning's Divine City.

His relatives are all members of the Ning family.

Ning You, who was loved by the entire Ning family since he was a child, has such a temper... Then, what about his grandfather and uncle?
He also thought of Ning You's conclusion about Ling Yao's gouging out his eyes... His parents, Ning Wuque, would also act like that if they were in a different place.

Can he really fit in with his relatives since he was away from home since he was a child?

On the one hand, it is the disposition and even the bottom line that I have been accustomed to since I was a child, and on the other hand, my relatives.

He just felt a little stuffy, so he could only eat and drink to vent.

"Ding, Ning Wuque, son of luck/Ning Zhao's personality gradually changed."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for capturing one hundred destiny points."

Ning You, who was staring at the quarry, was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Ning Wuque... and there was a surprise?
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In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.

In the private room, apart from the sound of the piano, the only thing left was the sound of Ning Wuque eating all the time... Because of the existence of gluttony, he continued to eat and drink for three days, but he was still able to continue eating.

And because of thinking of his relatives, Ning Wuque didn't speak for three full days.

Probably because Ning You is not a child of luck, even if the top cards in the brothel are all in this private room, no one is not looking for trouble.

And Ning You... waited for three days, but still didn't get a new son of luck.

"Perhaps, we should go to another quarry to take a look?" Ning You slowly looked away.

Glancing down from the corner of the eye, I happened to see a young man approaching the brothel carrying a woman with a pretty face and a terrified face.

The woman was imprisoned and unable to speak.

Strong sell?

He didn't bother to care.

"Let's go." Wei Wei flexed her muscles and got up.

Seeing this, Ning Yi and the others got up immediately and left the brothel under the awe-inspiring eyes of everyone in the brothel.

When Ning You saw the person who forcibly sold the woman, he also carried the woman into the brothel.

The brothel woman who had just sent them away respectfully looked at the girl immediately: "This girl looks quite typical... But, you should know our rules here, we don't accept people who are in trouble."

The young man threw the woman on the ground: "Her parents are dead, so she is my cousin... Someone really helped her out, let that person come to me!"

"Young man is ruthless enough. Let me see, the warrior's cultivation, this little face... yes, 1 spirit stones." The more she looked at it, the more surprised the woman was.

beautiful.

If you don't dress up, your appearance is not inferior to the oiran in the shop. If you dress up... It's really lucky recently. First, there is a young master from a big family who doesn't know where to come to listen to the music, and now there is such a beautiful woman. This brothel must be getting bigger and bigger!
far away.

Ning Wuque, who was about to leave with Ning You and others, stopped immediately.

Seeing Ning You turn around, Ning Wuque's eyes were slightly cold: "Sell his cousin to a brothel, this kind of person, damn it."

Ning You didn't deny it: "It really deserves to die."

Ning Wuque smiled, turned towards the brothel and approached coldly... His mood was still a little depressed, just right to vent.

The woman who had already negotiated a deal couldn't help but tremble: "Guest, why are you back?"

No wonder she was like this, when Ning You and others went in three days ago, the strong men sitting in the brothel felt that the weakest of those people was the Martial Emperor... most of them were Martial Venerables.

Give the brothel ten guts and dare not offend.

"Help me... woo... help me..." The eyes of the woman lying on the ground lit up, and she cried like a pear blossom with rain.

Ning Wuque walked to the door, with bloodlust showing at the corner of his mouth: "Boy, give me a reason not to kill you."

Wu Zun's breath spread instantly.

The expression of the young man who was still shouting angrily suddenly changed... His cultivation base is not weak. In the early days of King Wu, if he didn't leave Zhuquefang, which is hundreds of miles away, he would be a character.

But compared to Ning Wuque... Wu Zun?If you really shoot, you can slap him to death with a single slap.

And the reason why Ning Wuque didn't act in a hurry was because of the cultivation of the young man... Although there are more than [-] spirit stones, it is not difficult for King Wu to earn money!It's not like selling your relatives to a brothel.

"Don't talk?" Ning Wuque slowly clenched his fists, and the evil spirit began to spread.

The young man gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "She bullied me since I was a child. When I was about to grow up, she and her parents wanted to kill me, so as to monopolize the inheritance left by my parents. Now I have revenge, why not!"

Ning Wuque's face froze immediately.

"No...it's not like that, senior, he's just talking nonsense..." The woman became more and more flustered, grabbing Ning Wuque's sleeve to defend frantically.

The young man's eyes showed resentment: "Her home is only three miles away from here. If seniors don't believe me, why don't we ask the neighbors in the neighborhood."

The woman became more and more flustered: "I... I was too young and ignorant before..."

Ning Wuque only felt more sullen in his heart.

"Interesting." Ning You chuckled softly.

Looking up, Ning You led the people back and forth.

"There's no need to confirm..." Ning Wuque shook off the woman's hand and was about to leave... The woman's words were tantamount to admitting the truth.

However, Ning You became interested and was looking at the man inexplicably.

Son of Luck: Lin Chen

Power: none
Cultivation: early stage of King Wu

Physique: none
Luck: 500 (rising)

Aura: none
Blessing of Luck: Eye of Broken Soul

One, an extremely unlucky son of luck.

The eye of breaking spirit can see through the trajectory of the formation and quickly find the weakness of the formation.

He was about to leave, but the son of luck bumped into him.

He didn't find it before... because he needed to open the panel to confirm the child of luck.

There are so many people on the street, how could he have the time to check one by one?
I thought there was a child of luck in the stone gambling field. If you find out who has gambled treasures in a row, it will not be too late to open the panel.

If Ning Wuque hadn't come back to intervene, he subconsciously opened the panels of the women Lin Li and Lin Chen... Leek might just have missed it.

Lin Chen saluted Ning You: "I've seen you, senior."

Countless uneasiness arose in his heart... For some reason, he felt as if he was being targeted by some kind of terrifying creature.