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Chapter 750 Choose to give up, no more nostalgia(1/2)

"It is a death sentence to take someone down from the soul privately!"

"What are you two doing and what purpose are you doing!"

"Is the invitation letter forged? I dare to borrow the name of Miss Ningying, I'm tired of living!"

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

Ying Shaolong's two words aroused the crowd.

Although they look down on Pianpian, they do not prevent them from hating the people who go down the well.

Ying Shaolong looked at everyone's extremely distorted facial features because of anger, and he found it funny.

"The invitation was indeed given by Miss Ning Ying!"

"Yes, everyone, calm down. It was really Miss Ning Ying who invited Brother Ao to come."

Xing Feng and Wu Tai opened their mouths, but they couldn't explain clearly.

"The man who goes down the well will defile the place and kill him!"

"I can't believe that I actually talked to him and I'm almost vomiting!"

"You two get out of the way, otherwise don't blame us!"

Everyone's emotions were like huge waves, rising high, and they wanted to swallow Ying Shaolong and the other two.

"Brother Ao, run away quickly, we are blocking here!" Wu Tai said.

This is the only way they both can think of, and fortunately there is a window behind Ying Shaolong.

"Don't think of leaving! No one can think of leaving!"

Mrs. Songye’s spiritual power surged!

"Brother Ao, go!"

Wu Tai kept urging, Ying Shaolong remained motionless.

Since he dares to say it, he is not afraid of being targeted.

Since the day of taking over and going down the well, the word "escape" has long been deleted from the Ying Shaolong Dictionary!

"Let's go together!"

Both sides began to release spiritual power at the same time.

In order to protect themselves and to fulfill Miss Ning Ying's explanation, Xing Feng and the others were sandwiched in the middle.

Have to meet my compatriots!

The wild spiritual power scattered everywhere.

Bang--

Bang--

Bang--

The clear wine glasses, the gorgeous chandeliers, and the blooming flowers... are all spared from being accidentally injured.

The carefully arranged venue has become chaotic.

"I'm going to die!"

"Come on!"

boom--

A powerful spiritual power hit the center of the venue.

The huge lights fell to the ground and splashed glass fragments scratched the innocent people.

Many people fell to the ground, breaking the momentum of "eliminating harm for the people".

A woman wearing a crystal skirt mopping the floor was in a pretty figure, with long ebony hair hanging on one shoulder, and was getting down the stairs.

She had a kind smile on her face, but her fingers were still attacking.

"What are you doing in my venue?" The woman's voice was light, like a jumping lark, very pleasant.

But most of the people looked ugly and they all knelt on one knee.

"Miss Ning Ying, good evening."

"I asked, who destroyed my venue?" Ning Ying was still gentle, with a pure tone without any other emotions.

The more she did this, the more scared the people below were.

People dare not whisper and no one answered.

"I want me to torture myself?" Ning Ying was a little impatient now.

"Yes... it's him! He is the man who went down the well!"

A man pointed his finger at Win Shaolong.

Since someone is responsible for this, it must be an outsider!

Ning Ying walked down the steps and turned her head slightly.

Among the people kneeling down, Ying Shaolong, who stood like green pine, was unique.

She tilted her head slightly and carefully observed Ying Shaolong.

"You..." Ning Ying's red lips slightly opened.

Xing Feng and Wu Tai were in a state of turmoil and sweated wildly.

What if Miss Ning Ying is in a bad mood and turns her back on her face and refuses to recognize others?

What would she say? Could she want to kill Ying Shaolong?

The two of them held their breath and waited for the result uneasy.

"You... look better than them." Ning Ying smiled sweetly.

"Hmm?" This time it was Ying Shaolong's turn to be puzzled and blinked.

Ning Ying walked through the kneeling crowd and first circled around Ying Shaolong.

"Where is your talking beast?" Ning Ying raised her little face and did not hide her curiosity.

"It's sleeping at this point." Ying Shaolong answered truthfully.

At this time someone pulled his trouser legs.

Xing Feng winked at the eyes, as if saying, "Follow her! Show her!"

Before Ying Shaolong finished reading the Moss code that was squeezed out of his eyes, he stepped on Xing Feng's back with a crystal slim heel.

Xing Feng felt pain and covered his mouth and swallowed the screams.

"Then let it sleep." Ning Ying said with nonchalant weight, "My guest, would you like to accompany me out for a walk?"

When everyone else heard this, they felt a little nervous.

She is really a guest of Miss Ning Ying!

It's too early to be excited!

"Of course I do."

Ying Shaolong helped Ning Ying to stretch out his jade hand and left together.

When he reached the door, Ning Ying only remembered that there were still a group of kneeling guests.

He said, "I hope you all have fun."

Before the banquet hall was closed, Ying Shaolong heard the wild laughter behind him.

The two went up to the sky garden on the sixth floor, and Ning Ying let go of Ying Shaolong's hand and kicked away the high heels.

She walked in front and was attracted by a flower that was about to wither.

Ying Shaolong stood beside her without saying a word, as if the two of them were really here to enjoy the flowers.

"You are not a person from going down the well, are you?" Ning Ying suddenly said.

"At least, I live in Shunjing before coming here." Ying Shaolong said.

"Where did you live before going down the well? Where did you live?"

"Why do you think I'm not a person from the well?"

“Because of the taste.”

Ning Ying let go of the flowers, straightened her waist and sniffed it.

He said more certainly: "You have a different smell, like the sea."

Do you mean salty?

Ying Shaolong practiced the Ancestral Dragon Art and possessed the Dragon Heart Dragon Scale. He never felt that there would be sea flavor on his body.
To be continued...
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