Chapter 2: Ningjia

It's dawning on me.
Ning opened his eyes slowly without the wind, just to see the eager eyes of the Xuantao Taoist.
"Xiaofeng, are you finally awake?" Xuanku Taoist said with relief, his eyes couldn't restrain the joy.
"Xuan Kuan, I'm fine. You can rest assured." Ning Wufeng said quietly.
However, in Qinglong Bay, this drunk old man was rescued. He did not expect that he was still a hidden master. He saved himself from the group of gangsters on the occasion of his nine deaths.
"Who on earth is going to put you to death?" Xuan Kuo said with a frown, and whispered. He fought with the group of people and found that these people shot fiercely, and must be desperate people with blood on their hands!
Ning Wufeng shook his head slightly, and said, "They are all masked, I didn't see clearly." But he knew clearly that the head of the man at the time had a black spider totem on his face.
But this is his own business and he should handle it himself.
The old man Xuanku sighed and said, "Now that you received the hydrangea thrown by the daughter of the prince, you have been pushed into the limelight for a while, and you must become the enemy of all the families in the city. You must be careful. "
"The Ning family is currently safer than Qinglong Town. You haven't repaired it. It's appropriate to stay here," he said, pondering for a moment.
Ning Wufeng turned his hand and punched out with a thunder, and his fist was covered with white light. He was shocked in his heart: After he had spiritual power, he could not underestimate the power of a random punch.
The Xuanku Taoist was even more surprised. He said, "Do you have spiritual power?" He opened his eyes wide and looked at Ning Wufeng.
Ning Wufeng smiled slightly.
Xuanyao Taoist carefully looked around, closed the doors and windows, and whispered, "This matter must not be heard, otherwise the son-in-law must keep you!"
A wasteful Ning Wufeng who became the monarch's ride on the dragon was quickly regarded as a thorn in his eyes and was anxious to erase it. Not to mention Ning Wufeng after opening up the veins? The threat is even greater.
"No!" Ning Wufeng shook his head, and Shen said, "I'm going to make it bigger, so they don't dare to move me."
"I am the son-in-law of the prince, it should be Chuchu's own intention." There was a tenderness in Ning Wufeng's eyes. The silly girl was willing to marry herself when she knew that she was a waste of false spirits. This was done. What a sacrifice.
If he hides now and cultivates with his veins, maybe he will be shocked in the future. But at this moment, how much pressure did the silly girl have to bear.
The grand daughter of the monarch, married the waste of the Ning family!
What a joke.
Therefore, Ning Wufeng can't help but make a high-profile, but also make the city stormy. Those who secretly want to kill themselves are feared. Show your value so you can get as much support and help as possible.
While talking, suddenly there was a loud noise outside, only in the early morning, how could anyone dare to chat in Ningfu.
"Let Ning Wufeng's waste roll out. This is not the place he should be. Go back to Qinglong Bay."
"And your dalits, is Ning's place where you can stay? Get out!"
"Come, drive them out for me!"
A sharp growl rang outside Ning Wufeng's door. He frowned.
"Little wind!" Xuan Kuo Taoist pulled Ning Wufeng to go out, "Don't go out."
Ning Wufeng smiled slightly and pushed away the hand of Xuanzang Taoist.
In this life, stand up and be a dignified person.
In this life, we must live wonderfully!
He strode out towards the door. Wu Liu and Wu Liu blushed and kept outside the door, letting the guards punch and kick them, and did not fight back.
A gorgeously dressed teenager screamed screaming and yelled at Wu Liu, "Hit me hard, this dalit doesn't know how to live or die!"
"Stop!" Ning Wutian Shen Dantian stopped drinking. A group of guards stopped immediately.
"Whoever stopped you, continue to fight Lao Tzu, and fight to the death!" Ning Chen shouted screaming, but today he had Ning Wushuang's order, and he must drive Ning Wufeng from the Ning family.
Ning Wufeng frowned. Ning Chen was only a child of the Ning family. He usually followed Ma Ningying with Ning Wushuang. This must be a matter of Ning Wushuang.
Ning Wushuang is the son of the owner of Ning. But the Ning family can have today's glory, thanks to Ning Wuchuan's father Ning Linchuan. Therefore, Ning Wushuang was very worried that after Ning Wufeng grew up, he would take away the position of his owner.
"Stop!" Ning Wufeng sighed, his waist sank, and the whole man ejected like a strong bow, landed in the group of guards, and went straight to the guard's face with a stroke.
With a slam, the guard punched open. Turning around and kicking it, like a steel whip, smashed into a guard's waist, knocked him out fiercely.
With a fierce and furious shot, he immediately stopped the other guards.
Ning Wufeng breathed a sigh of sigh gently, the spiritual effect of this world was really beyond his expectation, and the power of one punch and one foot was greatly enhanced by the blessing of spiritual power.
"You ... have spiritual power?" Ning Chen looked at Ning Wufeng in shock, shouting, and there was a flash of coldness in Ning Wu's eyes. Ning Wufeng had spiritual power, and the threat to Wushuang was even greater. Already.
You're awesome today!
He whispered, "Waste is waste, let you see the strength of Laozi's air-entraining triplet."
He rushed out with a punch, "Bear King Dan Shan Quan". With a punch, if the bear king goes down the mountain, it is like a bamboo shoot.
Master Xingyiquan in the past life, countless studies of boxing. Suddenly seeing "Bear King Danshan Boxing", Ning Wufeng's eyes emerged with a strange color, boxing is rude, and he is very effective with his spiritual power.
He stepped mysteriously under his feet, and staggered the punch of Ning Chen Hulang alone. His right hand was punched, and a bear-shaped punch came out, flinging towards Ning Chen's chest.
With a thump, a punch hit Ning Chen's chest, shaking him directly a foot away. Ning Wufeng felt that his fist was numb, and the strength of Qiqijing Triple Sky could not be underestimated.
However, he did not give Ning Chen a chance to breathe, followed closely by the steps under his feet, and a "dragon-shaped fist" turned into a dragon's tendency to go to the sea.
With a bang, Ning Chen fell back four or five steps, and felt that the sky was turning.
A group of dogs on the side widened their eyes and saw the appearance of a ghost. How could it take a night to waste Ning Chen's power?
I saw Ning Wufeng's last punch, the "tiger boxing", banging on Ning Chen's arms and slamming him out. He himself felt tingling in his arms.
A group of dog legs on the side rushed forward to support him. Ning Chen's nose and swollen face looked horrified, and he yelled inwardly: "You waste, you dare to hurt my son. Brother Wushuang will not let you go!"
Ning Wufeng suddenly got cold in his eyes. He stepped forward and scared Ning Chen and ran away. With a cold in his eyes, he drank, "If you don't leave anything, you want to leave."
His feet walked like snakes, his body was extremely fast, and he grabbed Ning Chen's back with a terrifying momentum.
"You ... what are you going to do? Ning family has rules prohibiting hand-to-hand disability. The owner like you will never let you go." Ning Chen said in horror.
He completely forgot that Ning Wufeng was two days worse than his own practice, like a rabbit without a chicken's hands, and narrowed his neck.
"Rules?" Ning Wufeng sneered. If you care about the rules, would you come to me to make a big noise?
"Hit someone here, and want to go away?" Ning Wufeng fiercely roared, scaring Ning Chen for a moment.
He quickly said: "I, I ... I am compensated." He fumbled a storage bag from his waist, hurriedly took out the spirit stone, and held it in front of Ning Wufeng.
"This is twenty spirit stones, you take it away." He hated in his heart: If you waste this spirit stone dare to ask my son, this son promises that you will not get half of the spirit stones from Ning's family in the future!
However, Ning Wufeng snatched the storage bag in his hand, kicked him open, and yelled, "This is a lesson for you, I will accept the things."
"You ..." Ning Chen didn't expect that Ning Wufeng had snatched all his storage bags. This is all his net worth.
"Not yet!" Ning drank without wind, the wicked had his own whistle. This guy doesn't give him any color, he doesn't know how good it is.
"Slow, and your storage bags, all left!" Ning Wufeng drank at the dogs' legs.
Mosquitoes are as small as flesh, and they are rich in money and wealth. This practice is very costly.
The dogs' legs couldn't bear it all, all left with storage bags and slipped away.
Watching them leave, Ning Wufeng was relieved. Looking down, he had blood on his hands, a dark purple, and faint pain.
He secretly said: It seems that the spiritual power of this world cannot be underestimated. Ning Wushuang's strength must be far above Ning Chen. I have to hurry up and improve.