Thinking of this, Tang Ning almost moved herself to death.

In this world, there are really fewer and fewer people who know how to repay kindness.

If Xing Shuyi, who was unconscious in the Buddha's driver's seat, could hear Tangning's inner thoughts clearly, he would probably be pissed off and vomit blood.

"Tangning, why do you have to go against our Xing family!"

Xing Mingcheng didn't know medical skills, but from the bone crack he heard earlier and the stinging pain in his chest, he was able to tell how his bones were broken.

A feeling of worry arose in my heart. Wouldn't the broken bone pierce my heart?

He felt that every time his heart beat at this time, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"right."

Tangning looked at Xing Mingcheng calmly and openly admitted what she was thinking: "No matter what your Xing family does or what you plan, whether I know it or not, I will fight against you."

God didn't stipulate that our Tang family couldn't go against their Xing family, right?

"As for why, don't you Xing family know it very well?"

In fact, Xing Mingcheng didn't know clearly, and Tang Ning didn't know.

The incident happened more than ten years ago. At that time, Xing Mingcheng should have laid eyes on me, but he was only four or five years old.

But regardless of whether he knows it now or not, it has been true since ancient times that the father's debt must be paid by the son, so he doesn't mind asking for some interest from him.

Xing Mingcheng stared at Tang Ning, with angry flames dancing in his eyes, his nose flapped, and he breathed loudly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Tang Ning, you forced me, you forced me!"

He stopped struggling and continued to stand up, pulling off the ghost-controlling copper bell from his waist with his backhand.

The bell in his hand is quite different from the ones carried by Xuanmen Juxing Six and Three in Kyoto.

Although they are all made of brass, the bells are engraved with many patterns.

Before Tang Ning could see clearly what the pattern was, Xing Mingcheng shook the bronze bell with great force, making a harsh sound.

That's right, the sound made by the ghost-controlling copper bell in his hand was not clear and crisp. It was different from any bells he had heard before. It was very harsh, like a person with a mute voice laughing, making those who heard it couldn't help but wrinkle.

brow.

As soon as the ghost-controlling copper bell in his hand moved, the bell rang suddenly, and a sinister wind suddenly started flying!

"Wow~"

"Wow~"

The dead leaves that fell on the ground in the winter were blown and rustled, floating and spinning in the sky and the earth.

Lin Hao, who was leaning against a nearby tree, was blinded by the dust raised by the cold wind. Before he could see the ghost summoned by Xing Mingcheng, the penetrating laughter first reached his ears.

"Jiejiejie~"

If a child heard this laughter, he would burst into tears immediately.

The dark wind blew from the side with a strong force, like a propeller at high speed, forcing Tangning away from Xing Mingcheng.

Xing Mingcheng stood up holding his chest. As soon as he stood still, the blood and blood in his chest surged uncontrollably.

"Pfft~"

He opened his mouth, and a mouthful of bright red blood immediately spurted out from his mouth.

Seeing the red liquid on his chest, a faint fishy-sweet smell rushed into Tang Ning's nose, and the dim light in her eyes became even brighter, as if a sleeping beast was being awakened.

"Tang Ning, we are both members of the Xuan Sect. It would be too crazy for you to want to deal with me with just your fists and kicks!"

For Xuanmen disciples, boxing and kicking skills are just the icing on the cake. If he is not as good as her and can't beat her, it doesn't mean that he has no other means to subdue her!

"Jiejiejie~"

As soon as he finished speaking, that piercing laughter sounded again.

The yin energy was churning endlessly, and a figure appeared behind Xing Mingcheng: "Xing Xiaoer, did you bring me out just to let me get rid of this little girl?"

When the last word was spoken, the unknown figure had already arrived beside Tang Ning's voice.

The Yin Qi rolls like waves, like a layer of black gauze covering the body, making it impossible not only to distinguish the gender of the figure, but also to see his face clearly!

The speed was so fast that even Lin Hao, who had been paying attention to everything around him, didn't see clearly how he got to Tang Ning.

"Little girl from the Tang family, did you provoke the Xing family?"

Yin energy rose up and turned into a ghost hand, trying to touch Tang Ning's beautiful face: "It's a pity that a little girl with such an iconic face..."

"Cuckoo!"

Before the ghost hand touched Tang Ning's face, Xi You on his shoulder waved his paw.

Green ghost fire ignited from its sharp claws and burned Tangning's ghost hand away.

You can't even see the ghost's face. Don't touch my stingy master casually!

"Will-o'-the-wisp!"

Xing Mingcheng looked over Tangning's shoulder in shock. She had a ghost mink as her spiritual pet, and all the disciples of the Xing family knew about it.

But that ghost marten is very powerful and can summon will-o'-the-wisps, but they have never heard of it!

An idea suddenly came to mind: I have been tricked by this descendant of the Tang family again!

again?

Xing Mingcheng didn't understand why he added this word.

Xi You's attack was sudden, quick and decisive. The ghost figure floating next to Tang Ning saw it, but still didn't react. He could only watch as the will-o'-the-wisp attached to his arm and burned it clean.

If the vague ghost figure does not mobilize the Yin Qi to extinguish the will-o'-the-wisp fire, the soul-scorching flame will probably spread to his soul.

The green fire went out, the wild wind stopped, the blurry ghostly shadow began to solidify, and clear facial features began to appear on his face.

Tangning thought he was an old ghost in his 70s or 80s when he let out such a charming laugh.

But when I saw his face clearly, I realized that my guess was not accurate.

This is a male ghost, very young, only about thirty years old.

I don’t know what he went through during his lifetime. He was very thin. Standing there, he looked like a bamboo pole.

The protruding jawbone, deep-set eye sockets, and a pair of almost completely white triangular eyes exude an evil aura.

His strength is like Xiaoyun, and he is also a ghost approaching the ghost king!

"Cuckoo!"

What an ugly ghost!

"Cuckoo!"

Stay away from us!

Xiyou immediately shouted at the young male ghost's face, his eyes not only filled with fierceness but also disgust.

"Jiejiejie~"

The male ghost didn't pay attention to the ghost mink, nor did he yell at it. His eyes were filled with anger. His gaze always rested on Tang Ning's face, with a look that seemed to be coveted, but seemed to be mixed with other brilliance.

Looking at it, he suddenly opened his thin lips and laughed.

"Xing Xiaoer, before you came out, your father told me that this girl from the Tang family is at my disposal."

When the male ghost said this, Tang Ning noticed a flash of confusion in Xing Mingcheng's eyes. Is there anyone who dislikes the ghost he raises?

"I know."

Xing Mingcheng acted very coldly, and even his response felt perfunctory.
Chapter completed!