"Gudu, this...isn't this an act?"

A gangster swallowed hard and said suspiciously.

"What about acting? Do you think one of the top ten masters in Camp A will sacrifice his reputation to act in this scene?"

Another gangster shook his head and objected.

"Yes, how could it be acting? Among the top ten masters of the Jiazi Camp, who are not arrogant and arrogant people, how can they sacrifice their own reputation to set off others?"

Someone spoke in agreement and looked at Ding Ning with fiery eyes.

"Ding Bureau, you are so secretive. I have long known that he is not an ordinary person, but I didn't expect him to be so tyrannical. Compared with him, I have been living like a dog for the past few decades."

Someone sighed with emotion.

"No wonder, Qingyun Security obviously has this strength, but has taken the initiative to admit defeat in so many games. It must be that he is afraid of Bureau Ding, so he doesn't occupy all the places."

Some smart people take it for granted that Qingyun Security's low profile is attributed to Ding Ning.

"Judgment Ding is worthy of being a true disciple of Marquis Wu. It seems that Yu Linwei is still far from being able to take over the Imperial Palace and replace him."

"Yes, just a disciple of Marquis Wu can KO the top ten soldiers of the Yulin Guard A-shaped Battalion with one move. I think even if the number one soldier comes, he may not be the opponent of the Ding Bureau."

"After all, the Habayashi Guards are a newly established organization. How can they compare with the profound heritage of the Imperial Guards?"

"Ding Ju is not even thirty, is he? Such a young superpower is really... unimaginable."

"The most important thing is that Director Ding is so approachable. He doesn't mean to look down on us. He even drinks with us until we are drunk. Compared with those guys in Yulinwei who have nostrils on their heads, I don't know how many times better he is."

"That's right, real masters are often low-key. Looking at others, this is called low-key. If Yulinwei hadn't stepped on him, he wouldn't be as knowledgeable as the Yulinwei guys."

"Hahaha, Yu Linwei was dumbfounded. He really wanted to come to the Ding Bureau to regain his face, but he was given a loud slap by the Ding Bureau. Just thinking about it makes me feel happy. It's so comfortable.

.”

"Yeah, yesterday General Guard Song was so arrogant and arrogant that I was upset when I saw it. It was Ding Bureau who was the one who threw that guy out. I don't accept anyone but a true hero like Ding Bureau."

, a real man.”

…

As the heroes present came to their senses and began to whisper among themselves, the silent restaurant gradually began to become noisy, and gradually turned into as noisy as a vegetable market.

Ding Ning put down the bowl and chopsticks and smiled apologetically at everyone, "I'm full, please eat slowly."

"Bah bang bang!"

A burst of sudden applause suddenly sounded. Murong Junlin clapped his hands expressionlessly and walked in. He said with a smile: "Director Ding, you are really good at it. There are people outside looking for you."

Ding Ning frowned slightly, then stretched out his arms, stood up, cupped his fists and saluted: "I'm sorry to trouble you, Master Murong."

"Director Ding is very polite, please!"

Murong Junlin said hypocritically, turning half sideways in a gesture of invitation.

"It's time to work."

Ding Ning held her head high and walked out without any fear. She also shook her head slightly at Ding Qianlie and others, signaling them not to follow.

He knew that since Murong Junlin came to invite him personally, it must be someone from the Saintess Clan.

When Ding Ning passed by the big hole in the wall broken by Lieutenant Colonel Dong, he glanced at it with his peripheral vision. As he expected, Lieutenant Colonel Dong had indeed slipped away quietly. Anyone else would probably not be able to stay here anymore.

As Murong Junlin walked to the empty deck, Ding Ning saw two veiled women in white, one tall and one short, standing with their hands behind their backs.

"Both fairies, Director Ding has already invited them. No matter what grudges you have, please go out and resolve them. The construction of Yanziwu is not easy, so there should be no damage."

Murong Junlin said to the two women in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

"Murong family head, please rest assured. We are just chatting with Director Ding. We will never damage the Murong family's belongings. Even if they are damaged out of necessity, we will compensate them according to the price."

The shorter woman said calmly to Murong Junlin, her tone seemed polite, but in fact it was extremely domineering, meaning she was unwilling to leave Yanziwu and find another place.

Murong Junlin frowned and said nothing more. He glanced at Ding Ning and then bowed his hands and said: "Since the two fairies insist on doing this, Murong Junlin will not delay the three of them chatting here and leave first!"

"Then I'll trouble the Murong family!"

The shorter woman didn't have the slightest intention of staying as a guest, so she said perfunctorily.

Murong Junlin didn't take it seriously, turned around and left without hesitation, and gave Ding Ning a self-satisfied look.

Ding Ning didn't care. He didn't expect the Murong family to protect him. With his close relationship with Murong Yanran, it was enough that Murong Junlin didn't add insult to injury at this moment.

"You are Ding Ning who threatened to destroy our Saintess clan!"

The shorter woman didn't focus on Ding Ning until now, and said in an indifferent tone.

"Yes, where is my wife?"

Ding Ning stared at the Saintess tribesmen without any fear, with a cold light in his eyes, and his patience was about to reach its limit.

With his skill in formations, he can naturally sense the fluctuations in the formations around him. The reason why the Saints insist on staying here seems to be that they still don't want to give up and want to use the formations to take down themselves.

"I know you have something to rely on, but it's not enough to give you the confidence to speak out. Call out your protector. Considering your identity as a descendant of the Holy Sword, I won't kill you this time.

But the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped. You must kneel down in front of the people of the world's martial arts community and apologize to my Saintess clan, otherwise, don't blame me for not caring about the friendship between my clan and the Holy Sword clan."

The shorter woman looked like a superior ruler and said with cold eyes.

"Are you saying that you completely ignored my warning?"

Ding Ning's face suddenly turned gloomy. The Saintess's preset formation and the posture at this moment spoke volumes. They were determined to fight him to the end at all costs.

"Warning? Hahaha, that's ridiculous. Our Saintess tribe has never been threatened by anyone. Even the Holy Sword survivors behind you don't dare to be so rude to our Saintess tribe."

The shorter woman laughed angrily, her eyes as cold as if she were looking at a dead person. If she hadn't been frightened by the legacy of the Holy Sword, she might have wanted to kill Ding Ning now.

Ding Ning sighed softly, with a look of compassion on his face: "Let me make it clear first that the survivors of the Holy Sword have nothing to do with me. I didn't mean to make a joke if I asked someone to take them. Originally, the Holy Lady

The clan and I have a long history, and I don’t want to make things happen, but I didn’t expect that you are so arrogant and arrogant that you even dare to touch my woman. If this is the case, then I have nothing to take care of. I want to die.

, I will fulfill it for you.”

"Arrogant..."

The short woman was furious and opened her mouth to curse, but she suddenly felt a terrifying aura that frightened her deep in her soul. She was sure that if she dared to say one more word, she would be killed the next moment. People's heads will fall to the ground.

How is this possible?

That unabashedly terrifying chicken killing scared Ye Qingmeng out of his wits. As an elder of the Saintess Clan, her cultivation has reached the peak of the Divine Martial Realm. Coupled with the help of unpredictable formations, She dares to fight even a top Saint Martial Realm expert.

Although the Saintess tribe under Ye Xiao kept saying that the mysterious strong man behind Ding Ning was suspected to exist beyond the Holy Martial Realm, Ye Qingmeng did not believe it in his heart. There may be a strong man in the Divine Realm in this world, but it is absolutely impossible to become one. The young boy's thug, Po Po Tian, ​​is only in the holy martial realm.

Just on the way here, she received another news. Ding Ning was suspected to be a disciple of the Holy Sword Relic. This confirmed her judgment. The strong man behind Ding Ning was probably the protector sent by the Holy Sword Relic. .

This made her even more sure that Ding Ning was just bluffing, because even the Holy Sword survivors would not dare to annihilate the entire Saint Sword Clan. Otherwise, if the Saint Clan were forced to join forces with the Holy Doctor Sect and the Holy Sword Villa, Come on, the survivors of the Holy Sword cannot afford such terrible consequences.

But at this moment, the strong man didn't even show any trace, which made her feel a fatal threat that he could be killed at any time. This made her heart beat, thinking in horror, could it be that someone from the Holy Sword Relics had already broken through to the point of trance? The situation?

As for Ding Ning's direct rejection of the relationship with the Holy Sword Survivors, she didn't believe it from the bottom of her heart. The Holy Medical Sect and the Holy Sword Survivors had done the right thing for so many years, and the judgment was made by the head of Chiyang himself. How could it be possible? An error occurred.

"Sister, I want to talk to him alone, is it okay?"

The tall woman who had been silent since her arrival suddenly spoke.

Perhaps it was due to the pressure brought by the mysterious strong man, or maybe Ye Qingmeng just wanted to find a place to go down the stairs. As soon as the tall woman opened her mouth, Ye Qingmeng agreed immediately.

Ye Qingmeng consciously walked hundreds of meters away, saying that she would not eavesdrop on the conversation between the two. The vague sense of qi lock disappeared, which made her feel a little relieved, but at this moment, She had to reconsider her attitude towards Ding Ning.

"Ding Ning, I am the solo master Ye Linglong. I want to have a good talk with you now, is that okay?"

Ye Linglong said straight to the point, but there was an indifference in her eyes that could repel people thousands of miles away.

Ding Ning was shocked, looked at Ye Linglong in surprise, and said excitedly: "You are Du Xing's master. Hello, how is Du Xing doing now? Is anyone bullying her?"

When Ye Linglong saw Ding Ning's sincerity, the indifference in her eyes melted slightly, and she said calmly: "No matter how unfilial she is, she is still my disciple. No one can hurt her."

"That's good, that's good. I'm afraid that she will be bullied when she returns to the school. I feel relieved that you can protect her."

Ding Ning breathed a long sigh of relief.

"To be honest, I don't like you very much, and I don't want to marry a philanderer like you."

Ye Linglong is indeed as Du Xing said, she has no scheming, she is just like a blank piece of paper, her emotional intelligence is horribly low, she makes Ding Ning feel ashamed when she opens her mouth, her face turns red from suppressing it, and she has no temper even if she wants to get angry, who can let people say that? The truth is, it’s just that Ling Xing’s mouth is too big. Why would she tell her master everything? This is not like her character.

"Are you feeling unconvinced? Although Du Xing told me all the good things about you, I know you are lying to her. You don't have to make excuses. I will not wrong you. It was me in Yanjing that night.

I saw with my own eyes that just after Lone Xing left, you couldn't wait to hug a woman to sleep. At that time, I really wanted to kill you with a sword. That woman was so ordinary-looking, incomparable to Lone Xing. I really don't understand how you did it.

Thought."

Ye Linglong said, hating the iron was not as strong as steel, but Ding Ning was stunned.

That night in Yanjing? An ordinary-looking girl? Could it be Qian Dai?
Chapter completed!