On an equal footing with the villains

Chapter 79 Ning Rong 3
Ning Rong never thought that he would be defeated by a woman, and shouted angrily, "Come here, come here!"

Le Lingyin stabbed his ribs with a knife, pulled out without blinking, blood splashed on her dress.

"I have covered the entire house with a barrier, even if you die here tonight, no one will know!"

Ning Rong grimaced, "You... who are you?"

"Me?" Le Lingyin smiled lightly, "I'm a child of the Moon Clan. Our Moon Clan is best at how to make people die in pain. I think you should try it too."

Open his mouth and pour in the powder, no matter how Ning Rong struggled, Le Lingyin smashed it in for him.

Blood flowed from his mouth.

"What did you pour for me? What did you pour?" Ning Rong shouted.

"Since Qinglan tea can stimulate what you miss most in your heart, it happens that my medicine can bring you better results."

The feeling of being burned by the fire was really crushing, Ning Rong's whole body was flushed, and with Le Lingyin's knife stabbing down, blood flew everywhere, life would be better than death.

Le Lingyin's eyes were slightly red, and the murderous intent in her eyes was unstoppable, almost uncontrollable, as creepy as a female Shura.

Suddenly there was movement in one place.

"Who?"

Le Lingyin looked fiercely at the door of the inner room next to him, and there was movement coming from inside.

Before Le Lingyin reached the door, the door opened automatically, revealing beautiful faces, both male and female.

All dressed coolly.

They looked at the person lying on the ground with resentment and anger in their eyes, and they wished that the corpse would be broken into pieces.

Le Lingyin sneered, "It turns out that King Rong still likes someone to watch!"

Le Lingyin stared coldly, "Do what you want, just do it! It doesn't matter if you die, it's mine!"

After the words fell, several men and women rushed out of the room and ran towards the man on the ground.

From behind came the sound of a sharp knife sinking into the body, kicking, insulting and crying, and even chewing.

Le Lingyin turned around and saw the bloody corpse among the dense crowd.

The knife dripping blood in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang", and Le Lingyin turned and walked towards the door with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"It's cheaper to kill with one knife, it's better to feel the feeling of being bitten by someone! Heh!"

The moon hangs high, and the cold wind blows slowly.

A slender figure stood in the courtyard, looking at the people who came out of the bloody place.

Le Lingyin couldn't stop feeling nauseous and dizzy.

She stood in front of Xi Wuci, "Master Xi, let's go back!"

After the words fell, his eyes went dark.
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Tianbei Dynasty

A man in black brocade clothes stood in the majestic hall, and in front of him sat a man in a bright yellow robe, majestic and menacing.

"Ayi, recently I was recommended by someone to be a capable man who is quite accomplished in magic arts. You have nothing to do these days, so you can go and see him." The ruler of Tianbei Kingdom said.

"He has no disciples under his seat, only hope, you are the first."

Ning Yi cupped his hands, "Father, to tell you the truth, I have just worshiped a capable man to be his disciple recently, and I really can't worship another person, please forgive my sin."

The Lord of Tianbei Kingdom was surprised, "That's an eighth-level monk. Looking at the entire Tianbei Kingdom and even the Beizhou Continent, how many eighth-level monks are there?"

Ning Yi's face remained unchanged, "I really can't."

The king put down the pen in his hand and pondered for a while, "If that's the case, forget it."

"By the way, someone reported today that your brother Ning Rong died in his mansion. Now there are a lot of rumors in the imperial city. You should find out who did it as soon as possible."

Ning Yi nodded, "Yes, Father."

(End of this chapter)