Chapter 1188 Angry

Up to now, Ning Zhao has already believed half of it, because even if it is not the blood of the Feng family, the people who have been with them for a long time are so unreliable. virtue.

Seeing that Feng Qingzi was still struggling with the answer to this question, Ning Zhao finally couldn't help but said in a low voice, "Maybe it's an IQ problem, or maybe it's a bloodline."

"IQ? Blood?"

Feng Qingzi suddenly exploded, and rushed directly in front of Ning Zhao, as if he wanted to grab Ning Zhao and give him a good beating. Ning Zhao kept retreating defensively, with the silver sword across his chest again.

"Senior, it's better to calm down!"

"I remember now, you are the Ning Zhao those old men mentioned! Last time, we were exhausted for several nights to save you and that fox cub."

The old and new grudges added to Feng Qingzi's affection for Ning Zhao, especially the little girl who just satirized him for his poor IQ.

Feng Qingzi felt that if he could, he really wanted to crush this little baby to death, but he was also worried that if he really crushed her to death, the old men of the Feng family would not be able to drink wedding wine, and would they join forces and throw him into the mountains? , or when that brat Feng Su recovers, will he be beaten to the ground?
After carefully thinking about the various possibilities, Feng Qingzi felt his skin all over his body a little itchy.I can't offend Feng Su, and I can't offend the old men of Feng's family, what should I do if I suddenly feel that life is so difficult?
Ning Zhao looked at the old man, scratching his cheeks, scratching his head, stretching his brows, and frowning again, and sighed again. I am afraid that the people living on Wuliang Mountain are all strange people. talent.

"Yes, I am Ning Zhao. I came up to the mountain this time to thank you old people."

Ning Zhao felt that his posture should be clearer, but when Feng Qingzi heard his words about the old man, he would blow his hair again.

"What old man? I'm still young. If you can't speak, don't talk. If you talk nonsense, I'm not sure if I'll throw you down the mountain."

Feng Qingzi threatened viciously, but Ning Zhao was not threatened by him at all.

"If the senior thinks that you can explain it to Feng Su, I don't mind if you throw me down the mountain. Also, if you really throw me down the mountain, please tell Qingyin a word for me. He still owes you money." I am a space artifact."

Ning Zhao smiled mildly and harmlessly, but Feng Qingzi could hear the warning in her words, it was nothing more than reminding him that if he threw it down, neither Feng Su nor Qingyin would be able to explain it. Qing Zi felt that after living for so many years, it was the first time she was threatened by a little girl doll. This feeling was really fucking.

"Forget you, I can't beat you! But if you want to enter the mountain gate, you can find a way yourself, I won't serve you!"

Leaving those words behind, Feng Qingzi disappeared in front of Ning Zhao.

The mountain gate is not far from Ning Zhao, and Ning Zhao climbed up the stairs.Without Feng Qingzi's words, Ning Zhao might have just knocked on the door.

But at this moment, Ning Zhao just felt that it must not be so easy to enter this door. Feng Qingzi did not say that he was making trouble behind the scenes, but there must be something strange about this door.

"This mountain gate is infused with the common spiritual power of several old men of the Feng family and senior Feng Qingzi. With your skill, it is impossible to forcefully push it away. You should think of another way."

Just as Ning Zhao was thinking about how to open the door, the sound of the blast sounded again, and Ning Zhao looked up and saw the blast hovering above his head.

(End of this chapter)

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