Chapter 200: Kidnapping

"Pirates? Didn't see."
Ning Qi shook his head.
Yang Zhiwen heard the words, a black front, directly fainted at the feet of Ning Qi.
"I said the big brother, you are too dizzy."
Ning Qi gave a bitter smile and checked his injury. The extravagant gave him a place on the floor and returned to Chundan. It didn't take long for Yang Zhiwen to wake up slowly.
"What's wrong with me……"
Yang Zhiwen is confused.
"You just fainted, I will just order medical treatment, and I will help you cure."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Ah..." Yang Zhiwen immediately checked the injury on his body and found that all the injuries were all good. Although the scars are still there, they are not hurting!
He was grateful to Zhao Ningqi for his gratitude: "Thank you for your brother, thank you to Xiongtai."
"What happened, let's talk."
Ning Qi smiled.
Yang Zhiwen showed an urgent color on his face. Sorry: "Xietai, although I want to talk to you, but my sister is at stake, if the innocent is destroyed by the bandits, she will definitely commit suicide, so I have to Go to her! The kindness of Xiongtai today, if I have the opportunity in the future, I will report it!"
When he finished, he hurriedly turned and left.
Ning Qi jumped directly to the back of Xiao Bai Ma, and chased Yang Zhiwen.
Hearing the movement, Yang Zhiwen turned his head and looked at it. He wondered: "Xietai, are you?"
"You don't tell things, how can I help you?"
Ning Qi smiled.
"Wang Xiongtai want to help me? That's great!"
Yang Zhiwen is excited.
Then he said what happened to him.
It turned out that he and his sister Yang Jingjing were both disciples of Qingyunzong. Some time ago, Qingyunzong found a high-quality vein. He saw a large income. He could buy many panacea to improve his cultivation, but he was killed by Qingyunzong. Baishan Zong people preemptive possession.
Later, the sect of Qingyunzong, the master of the two of them, a seven-star fighter personally shot, and Baishan Zong did one, both loses and hurts, not long after returning to Zongmen, he died.
Since then, Qingyunzong’s people have gone and ran, and they have taken away only a few possessions in the village. Yang Zhiwen went down with his sister and found another way. As a result, he has not left the Qingyunzong area. He was robbed by a band of robbers he had never seen before. He was severely wounded and Yang Jingjing was directly taken away.
"After that, I met Xiongtai, right, I don't know how Xiongtai is called?"
Yang Zhiwen said.
"My name is Ning Qi. The direction of the robbers leaving, do you know?"
Ning Qidao.
"It should be from here, but when I chased it, I couldn't find them."
Yang Zhiwen pointed to a direction, and then some distressed.
"Go."
Ning Qi put away the little white horse and carried Yang Zhiwen directly in the direction he pointed. The blast boots given by the Dragon King finally came in handy.
Yang Zhiwen was shocked and felt the wind blowing in the face. He was shocked and said: "Ning brother, you, you are a fighting king!"
On the mainland of the dragon, only the fighting king can go to the air!
Ning Qi laughed and said nothing.
This kind of gesture in Yang Zhiwen's view, the heart is more certain of Ning Qi's identity, he is ecstatic, his sister is saved!
About the effort of flying tea, Yang Zhiwen suddenly said: "The front is the boundary of Baishanzong, and the bandits should not dare to come here."
"That may not be."
Ning Qixiu is many times higher than him, his eyesight is many times better than him. He saw a group of people who are not far away, and there seems to be a woman who is constantly struggling.
"Is your sister seven feet tall, slender and sweet, with a black skull on the corner?"
Ning Qi suddenly asked.
Yang Zhiwen heard it and stunned: "How do you know Ning Xiong?"
"That's it, find them."
Ning Qi took Yang Zhiwen to fly to a tree near the group of people. It happened to be the corner of their sight. Only two people could see them, but they could not see them.
Yang Zhiwen said with excitement: "That is my sister."
"Don't worry, see what they are doing, it doesn't look like an ordinary housebreaker."
Ning Qi whispered.
Yang Zhiwen didn't have such patience, but thought that Ning Qi was a fighting king, and he spit out a stronger tone than their group of people, so he listened to Ning Qi's words and calmed down.
"Master Zhang Jing, this is the woman you specified, I brought you, what I want."
A group of horses, the middle-aged man who looked like a leader, grabbed Yang Jingjing and smiled at the group of people standing not far away.
The group of people, about seven or eight people, seems to be dominated by the 18-year-old young people in the middle.
This person is not very high, four-star fighter, the rest of the repair from a star to Samsung.
Zhang Jing looked at Yang Jingjing with a coveted look. He gestured to his men. The man suddenly threw a black bag at the leader of the robber. The robber leader opened it and smiled with satisfaction: "Zhang Jing is really a reputable person. If there are such good things in the future, come back to me, this woman will be handed over to you, and Master Zhang Jing will enjoy it slowly, hahaha."
Said, he pushed Yang Jingjing in the direction of Zhang Jing.
Yang Jingjing is a two-star fighter, but I don't know what medicine was taken by the leader of the robbers. At this moment, he was weak, and there was no such thing as a fighter. He was gently pushed by him, and he went to Zhang Jing.
"Yang girl is careful, I can feel bad when I break it."
Zhang Jing quickly stepped forward to hold Yang Jingjing, a look of smirk.
Yang Jingjing screamed in horror: "Don't touch me! Don't touch me! I am a disciple of Qingyunzong. You will let me go, otherwise my master will not let you go, he is a seven-star fighter!"
"Ha ha ha! Qingyun Zong has now fallen apart, your master has long since died, Yang girl, I will be my woman in peace, I will never treat you badly."
Zhang Jing proudly laughed.
"Yeah, my young master will definitely be good for you."
"Follow my young master, you will wait for the blessing, otherwise you will find the enemy of Qingyun Zong, but no one will shelter you!"
Zhang Jing’s men laughed happily.
"How do you know that my master is dead? Ah! You, you are the youngest son of the Baishan patriarch!"
Yang Jingjing finally found out what was wrong and recognized Zhang Jing’s true identity.
"Ha ha ha, know that I am the youngest son of the Baishan patriarch, I know what good is with me! Rest assured, I must love you the most!"
Zhang Jing laughed wildly.
Yang Zhiwen saw this, angry said: "It turned out to be the youngest son of Bai Shanzong, Zhang Jing! He looks like a gentleman on weekdays, and his talent is also very high. He did not expect it to be so secret in the dark! Ning brother, save quickly My sister!"
Seeing Zhang Jing’s hand began to be unruly, Yang Zhiwen could not help it.