Ning Que'er couldn't believe that the sword she stabbed mercilessly would be avoided by someone so easily.

So much so that his always calm expression became loose.

The lips, which were cut out by a knife, were slightly opened, and even the pupils subconsciously contracted a little.

He knew very well that if the one who kicked his chest just now was not a foot but a knife, then he would be a dead person now.

Since he reached the seventh level of his sword skills, he has never encountered such a situation that makes him feel that he has no chance of winning.

Although he hasn't made many moves in the world, he has actually fought against many masters.

Among them, there are several famous heroes in the world.

However, they were all killed by him because they had a grudge against his master and came to seek revenge.

But neither those masters nor his master could give Ning Queer such a feeling.

This feeling of almost no flaws.

When he thought about it carefully, he couldn't avoid the kick he had just done.

Even if he had prepared his momentum, he would not be able to hit the sword.

How did that person avoid my sword?

All kinds of chaotic thoughts passed by in my mind, but Ning Que'er couldn't grasp any clues at all.

I just felt that the moment just now was really strange. When my eyes were flashed, the outcome was already decided.

After half an breath, Ning Queer finally calmed down and raised his head. He was cold in nature, so he was able to quickly analyze the situation.

The visitor should be without hostility.

This is the conclusion he came to in a different way.

There are many reasons for proof, but there is no need to tell them one by one.

In short, just wait and see what happens.

Thinking of this in my heart, Ning Que'er finally saw the appearance of the people in front of her.

Seeing that sloppy look, the female beggar she had met in front of the steamed bun shop.

"You are joking." After tidying up your mind for a moment, Ning Que'er took the sword and bowed her with neither humility nor arrogant.

"The sword I just had no intention of stabbing, you should also see that, just want to scare Xiao Xiao."

"Hmm." Wang Wu responded undeniably, and took off the wine gourd around his waist, raised his head and took a sip.

"So I didn't take heavy moves, right?"

After taking a look at the footprints on his chest again, Ning Que'er's mouth twitched and replied in a lukewarm tone.

"Yes, boy Ning Que'er, thank you for your mercy."

Although the female beggar opposite looked as if he was not as old as him, who made others' fists hard?

Ning Queer still has something to do in the future, so naturally he doesn't want to cause trouble.

It's just some superficial skills, so take a step back first, there is no need to get involved with this person.

In addition, this dress should not be taken.

Thinking of this without moving, Ning Queer lowered her head and waited for Wang Wu's response.

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly disappeared. It was not until a few breaths that the lazy female voice sounded again.

"You said, your name is Ning Queer?"

"Yes." He nodded slowly, Ning Que'er straightened up, but found that the female beggar's expression had become a little weird for some reason.

But he continued, "The boy's birth date is unknown and his fate is lacking. He only knows that his surname is Ning, so he gave himself a name, Ning Quer."

"Is that true?" Wang Wu put away his wine gourd, turned a strand of hair on his face with a finger, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Then, can you take the short knife around your waist and show me?"

As if he had made some judgment, Wang Wu's eyes fell on Ning Que'er again, and he thrust his chin, and wanted to mount his short knife.

"This..." However, this time, Ning Queer hesitated.

He pondered for a while before frowned and refused.

"Sorry, this is a token given to me by an old friend of mine. The boy dares not make any mistakes with him, and even brought him by his side day and night, and has never let him go for many years. In this way, he can't give it to you either. If you want to force me, then I can only resist to the end."

Although Ning Queer gave birth to a handsome and gentle face, his heart was very cold. This included both his nature and the result of his master's training.

But no matter how cold the heart is, it is still fleshy.

And as long as it grows in flesh, it will have its weakness.

It is obvious that Ning Que'er's weakness is the short knife around his waist.

He regarded it extremely important. In the past eleven years, he had never let anyone touch it except himself.

So at the moment, even though he knew that the other party should not be greedy for his worn-out knife, he still did not dare to take any risks.

Because even if it was a little bit of a mistake, he could not tolerate it.

The man in front of him had a very powerful footwork, but he didn't bring any weapons. I think he should be practicing fist and foot skills.

I am not as good as her in the competition, but if I have one more sword in my hand, I will fight for life and death, but the result is still unknown.

And if I really can't stand it, I can also use my light skills to escape. With my internal strength, she shouldn't be able to catch up with me.

In a blink of an eye, Ning Que'er had already analyzed the chance of winning against Wang Wu, or the possibility of getting out of the way.

Not to mention anything else, at least in terms of the depth of his internal strength, he believed that there were not many people in the entire world who would be his opponents.

This is the result of comparative analysis based on the intelligence collected by his master over the years.

His martial arts are at least far superior to those of the first-class players in the world, and his internal strength is even incomparable to the heads and elders of those famous sects.

At worst, she would fight and retreat while fighting, and the consumption would make her dare not chase after her again.

Concentrating on his mind made a decision, Ning Quer'er's hand secretly put on the hilt of the long sword.

However, the next moment, he heard a burst of hearty laughter.

"Haha, I can't give it to you, right? OK, then let me explain. First, does you have a mole on your butt?"

"Your Excellency, you..."

For a moment, Ning Que'er felt that she had no idea about the other party at all.

What made him even more shocked was that there was indeed a natural black mole under his left waist.

But how did she know? No, it seems that someone really knows about this...

Even at that time, the other party told him about his birthmark.

When applying medicine once.

Could it be...

Thinking of this, Ning Que'er's hand holding the sword shook suddenly, and looked at Wang Wu's eyes and opened slightly wider.

"Secondly, were you most afraid of hardship when you were a child? Every time you took medicine, you had to coax others to drink it?"

The female beggar in front of her joked and said another sentence, with a little remembrance in her tone.

So far, Ning Quer said that he had completely confirmed the other party's identity.

However, Wang Wu still had no intention of stopping.

"Third, you are not only afraid of hardship, but also snakes. Even if you see the snake in the pharmacy, you will be scared to walk smoothly, right?"

"Okay, okay, I, you, stop talking..."

Ning Que'er, who was confused by countless thoughts, covered her forehead and pretended to be calm and raised her hand to stop Wang Wu, but she had already missed the opportunity.

“The fourth…”

"Stop talking if you say it!"

Finally, the young master, who didn't know how to face it because of the sadness and joy, opened his face red and rushed towards the beggar, reaching out to cover her mouth.

Unfortunately, he couldn't catch the other person. As the figure flashed, the beggar appeared behind him and continued to hilariously.

"Fourth, it turns out that you have always carried my knife with you. I dare not leave my body day and night. This is too exaggerated, hahahaha."

"Wang Wu!"

A roar of shame came from the alley.

Since Ning Queer was born, he may not have been so panicked.

It has to be admitted that most of the time, reunion between people may not be as beautiful as imagined.
Chapter completed!