Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

With a sigh, looking at the bitter Feng Xi, Ning Rong can guarantee that the story of Feng Xi's branch must be a history of hardships of blood and tears.

"The ancestor was so powerful and martial arts, so just mentioning his old man's name was enough to scare the rats out of their wits.

It's a pity that my body is weak and my qualifications are dull, and I haven't exerted one ten-thousandth of the power of a brass and iron hammer. Only then did I think of using a sledgehammer to make myself stronger!It can also scare those passing pedestrians and earn a living! "

Ah!

By the way, Ning Rong nodded, it was as expected.

"Then what's the reason for this big brass hammer?"

Ning Rong pointed to the small hammer hidden in the paper under his feet, and continued to ask.

Feng Xi glanced at the smaller brass iron nest melon hammer under his feet, and his expression was a little gloomy.

"A certain family can't hold a sledgehammer, so why can't they hold a small hammer? Besides... if there is no such a small hammer, the whimpering ghost cries can't come out, so how can they scare people!"

Ning Rong picked up a hammer and saw that there were many corroded holes on it. He blew lightly, and immediately let out a ghostly cry.

Boom!

Throwing it to the ground casually, and rubbing his sore arm, Ning Rong felt a little preoccupied.

"The country is in turmoil, the country is in turmoil, the war continues, and the people are displaced. It is already miserable, but you are doing this business without money again? Is this what the descendants of General Feng Qianlang should do?" Ning Rong frowned, questioning asked.

"Humph!"

Feng Xi was a little speechless. He wanted to refute when he heard the words that questioned his ancestors, but he felt a little unreasonable.

"If you want to kill, you have to do as you please! It's just... I hope that Mr. Xiaolang will let those people go for the sake of the ancestors of a certain family! They were all forced to do nothing, so they turned into bandits!"

they?

Those little ones?

Ning Rong turned around and saw the bandits huddled together, looking at him timidly.

Huh?

His...their fingers?

Ning Rong inadvertently noticed that those people were all pale without any trace of blood. At first he thought they were caused by hunger, but...Looking at the fingers that were wider than normal, the pads of pale fingers were covered with scars. Although he was a callous, it reminded him of a special group of people.

"You saved them?" Ning Rong asked in a low voice, pointing to the other side with his eyes.

"Hmm... a certain family doesn't understand what Xiao Lang said!" Feng Xi shook his head, how could he hide the trembling expression in his eyes from himself.

""Digging a wall and drilling a hole is like walking on flat ground. You can know the terrain by looking at the mountains, and you can understand the waves by looking at the water. Although this group of people is humble, they regard martial arts as their lives. If you hadn't shown great kindness to them, how could you be with them? Are you a bandit here? "Ning Rong nodded firmly.

"Hehe... Do you think you can hide it from me? Feng Xi, Feng Xiuyuan, please introduce yourself, Ning Rong and Ning Zhiyuan in Xiapingyuan!"

what?

You...you are the geek Ning Rong...the right army division who has no plans?

Seeing Feng Xi's surprised expression, Ning Rong smiled happily.

"Then...that is...Cao Gong?" Feng Xi swallowed, he didn't expect that he would rob the treacherous Cao Cao, no wonder!No wonder if you don't ask a word, you will kill yourself!

"Of course! Cough! Let's discuss it, okay?" Ning Rong smiled kindly, just like Grandma Wolf is sincere to the little white sheep.

"What? You also want to draw their attention to the secrets they don't pass on? Don't think about it!" Feng Xi immediately refused defensively.

"Heh! The untold secret? What a joke! I don't know what methods you use to move mountains and unload mountains and find dragons and locate them? Cellar coffins? Bronze coffins? Vertical burial pits? Box coffins? Or Is it steamed glutinous rice? Black donkey hooves?"

Ning Rong kept laughing when he spoke. He spoke very gently and was very kind to Feng Xi, but the despair in Feng Xi's eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Kill a certain family! Kill a certain family!" Feng Xi yelled crazily. He had no hope. If the tomb robber was found out, he would not have to live. The government always kills the tomb robbers first. quick!

Chapter 473

"Want to die? Hmph! Things are not that simple!" Ning Rong raised the corners of his mouth, sneering evilly, "For people like you, death is a luxury, do you think... I will let you Is it so easy to die?"

The ropes were tied tightly, and the veins in his neck were bulging. Feng Xi struggled violently, and was stabbed on the back by the black armored soldier beside him. The piercing pain made him regain his remaining sanity.

"What? Want to kill me?" Ning Rong's eyes showed cruel contempt, "If it wasn't for the sake of your ancestors, you would have died a long time ago! Oh... that's right! Don't think about biting your tongue and killing yourself, here... ...The lives of those people are in your hands! I don't think you want these people to be buried with you!" Ning Rong interrupted Feng Xi's last illusion, and motioned to the tomb robbers who were waiting to be slaughtered in the distance.

"You! You are a devil!" Feng Xi roared heart-piercingly, his eyes were completely desperate, looking at Ning Rong's smiling face was so terrifying.

laugh!

The corner of the mouth turned to one side and smiled charmingly, Ning Rong's eyes were full of smiles.

demon?

good!I like this name, a demon who can kill you.

"Pfft!"

Feng Xi's legs were weak, and he knelt down in front of Ning Rong with a plop, his head deeply planted on the ground.

His heart was trembling, Feng Xi had never felt so frightened, this ghostly and harmless face in front of him was like the incarnation of a devil, who could see through his heart.

so horrible!

I swear, this is the scariest person I have ever seen in my life, although there are only a few words, but every sentence is like a sharp edge, piercing my heart.

"Mr. Ning has a lot of people, please hold your hands high and let them die peacefully? They...they are a bunch of ignorant people, and they can't be counted on by you..."

Feng Xi snotted his nose and burst into tears, pleading.

The corner of Ning Rong's mouth twitched, he looked at the curious eyes around him, and touched his nose in embarrassment.

How do you feel... that you have become a villain?Isn't this script wrong?

"Cough! Do you think you still have the right to choose?" Ning Rong calmly restrained his expression for a moment, turned around and walked towards Cao Cao, and his voice came into Feng Xi's ears leisurely, "To tell you the truth, are the coffins of those princes Ning doesn't care about the theft, but... you dare to make me worry about it with a hammer made of paper, this is an unforgivable crime! You must stay and compensate me for mental damage."

Ok?

Feng Xi muttered Ning Rong's words, he didn't understand what the compensation for mental damage was, but the other party didn't seem to hate the tomb robbers so much, so he could be sure.

Since the unforgivable sin doesn't need to die, shouldn't it be enough to make atonement by yourself?

"Hello? Do you mean what you say? You can let us go if you atone for your sins?"

Feng Xi raised his head with a solemn face, looked at Ning Rong's back with hopeful eyes, and shouted loudly.

"A promise is a promise, and a horse is hard to chase!" Ning Rong reached out and took out a red brocade pouch from his bosom, his eyes flickered brightly, and after a moment, he threw it behind him.