The Most Bullish God System in the City

Chapter 262
Lama Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, sneered at the corner of his mouth, and sent the small bag of medicinal powder in his hand into the air, and the white powder exploded instantly, filling the entire temple compound.

Ning Xingchen immediately held his breath, almost in the blink of an eye, Lama Qingyun disappeared without a trace.

"Yu Qing, Qianru, you two keep an eye on Sui Zhendong, I'll chase that old bald donkey!" Ning Xingchen said loudly.

At this time, Sui Zhendong was completely paralyzed from fright, unable to move on the ground, like a frightened bird, his face turned pale with fear.

There is a mountain behind Qingyun Temple, and Ning Xingchen guessed that Lama Qingyun must have run towards the back mountain.

Along the way, Lama Qingyun was holding his chest while running, blood was still spilling from the corner of his mouth, and he was in a panic.

"Damn it, it's really evil, how big is this little bastard, and he has cultivated Xueyin swordsmanship to the extreme and peak!"

Lama Qingyun knew in his heart that even for a martial artist with very good aptitude, it would take at least two or thirty years to cultivate to great success.

What Lama Qingyun could never have imagined was that it only took Ning Xingchen three days to comprehend the Xueyin sword technique, and the speed was so amazing that it was heavenly!

Now at this juncture, what Lama Qingyun has to do is to find a safe and hidden place to recuperate from his wounds, and when he recovers his skills, he is still sure to kill Ning Xingchen.

"You bastard, when I recover from my wounds, I will cut you into pieces!" Lama Qingyun roared angrily, and the more he thought about it, the more he held his breath.

"I'm afraid you won't have this chance!"

Suddenly, Ning Xingchen's voice resounded in the mountains and forests, and also reached Lama Qingyun's ears.

Hearing this sound, Lama Qingyun's legs went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

"You...how did you catch up?" Lama Qingyun had an unbelievable expression on his face, and he was so stunned that he couldn't speak coherently.

"I said, today you will die no matter what, you can't escape!" Ning Xingchen's voice seemed to come from hell, deep and cold.

Lama Qingyun suddenly realized what despair and fear are. His mind went blank, and he only had one thought, which was to run for his life!

Only by getting out of this dangerous situation, will he have a chance to take revenge in the future, so that the green hills will be left without worrying about no firewood.

"Kill!" Ning Xingchen spit out a word slowly.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards, Lama Qingyun groaned and let out a burst of screams.

After struggling twice, Lama Qingyun slowly fell down in the woods. From the beginning to the end, he didn't see where Ning Xingchen was, like a ghost!
Standing behind Lama Qingyun, Ning Xingchen pulled out the incomparably sharp knife, picked up a leaf, and slowly wiped off the blood flowing from it.

"I agree with what you said. When dealing with the enemy, you must cut the grass and root out the root, so as to avoid endless troubles!"

Ning Xingchen said a few words, and after finishing speaking, he turned and walked down the mountain.

The two girls who stayed in Qingyun Temple saw Ning Xingchen came back, and immediately went up to meet him. An Yuqing took the lead and threw herself into Ning Xingchen's arms.

"Hmph, this time count on you!" Wei Qianru puffed out, her desire to win favor was extremely strong.

"Sister Qing'er, I've dealt with the old bald donkey. From now on, no one in Longcheng dares to bully your family." Ning Xingchen said softly in An Yuqing's ear.

"Brother Xingchen, what should we do with Sui Zhendong?" An Yuqing hated Sui Zhendong the most.

"No one sealed the life-death talisman for him. In a few days, he himself will die suddenly because of the extreme itching!" Ning Xingchen has no sympathy for this old bastard who has done so many evils. Everything is his own. looking for.

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Sui Zhendong, who overheard this sentence next to him, was almost frightened to death, and crawled to Ning Xingchen's feet, kowtowed, and kept muttering, "Ning Shao, your lord has a lot, please Spare my life, I am willing to hand over all the wealth of my family!"

Now, Sui Zhendong knew that his situation was over. He probably killed Master Qingyun. The Sui family no longer had a master who could compete with Ning Xingchen. If he didn't adjust his strategy in time, he would only die.

"I'm not short of money. To me, money is just a number." Ning Xingchen gave Sui Zhendong a contemptuous look with a cold expression on his face.

"Young Master Ning, then what do you want, as long as I have it, I will give it to you, I just ask you to give me a way to survive!" Sui Zhendong began to cry bitterly, his nose burst into tears.

"Your Sui family has something, I'm very interested, as long as you give that thing to me, I'll unlock the life and death talisman for you."

"Say it!" Sui Zhendong's eyes lit up, and his tone became excited when he saw hope coming.

"A Resurrection Pill!" The Resurrection Pill was used to treat An Xiaotian's illness, and Ning Xingchen never forgot about it.

As soon as Ning Xingchen said this, Sui Zhendong was stunned on the ground, as if time had been frozen for a few seconds, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for half a minute.

"Young Master Ning, the Resurrection Pill is an ancestor of our Sui family. It is extremely precious..." Sui Zhendong was obedient, his expression hesitating, and he was extremely surprised. How did Ning Xingchen know that the Sui family had a Resurrection Pill? After all, only the Sui family was involved in this matter. The past dynasties of Patriarchs know.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance!" Ning Xingchen turned around and left. This old beast was bargaining even when he was about to die. It seemed that he didn't shed tears without seeing the coffin.

Seeing that Ning Xingchen was about to leave, Sui Zhendong cursed inwardly, his hatred for Ning Xingchen could no longer be described in words.

As soon as Sui Zhendong finished cursing in his mind, the life and death talisman suddenly began to act. It made him scream and roll back and forth on the ground. The feeling of excruciating pain came again.

"Ning... Ning Shao, don't go, I promise you, I promise you everything, I will send someone to get the Resurrection Pill immediately!" Sui Zhendong hugged Ning Xingchen's thigh with all his strength, begging with.

"I'll trust you one last time, get it for me within an hour, otherwise your end will be worse than now, you can't live without dying!" Ning Xingchen casually tapped a certain acupuncture point on Sui Zhendong's chest.

A warm current poured into his body, and Sui Zhendong, who was sweating profusely, breathed a sigh of relief, the unbearable itching gradually subsided.

But Sui Zhendong knew in his heart that Ning Xingchen hadn't completely untied his life-death talisman, it was only a temporary relief.

In order to save his life, Sui Zhendong had no choice but to hand over the Resurrection Pill to Ning Xingchen.

Sui Zhendong called his cronies over, and whispered something in his ear.

"I advise you not to play any tricks. If I don't get the Resurrection Pill, you have to report to the Palace of Hell!" Ning Xingchen said coldly.

"Young Master Ning, even if you lend me 1 courage, I won't dare!" Sui Zhendong shook his head from side to side like a rattle, his whole body trembling.

Sui Zhendong feared and hated Ning Xingchen, and his emotions were extremely complicated.

(End of this chapter)