But what disappointed Ning Qing was that Ding Sheng seemed to have no intention of coming in. He just turned around at the door and left slowly again. He was full of joy and finally lost. Ning Qing felt a little depressed and had to release Xiaoqian again. The two sat at the window, looking at the scenery outside, chatting about the two of them's equally confused future, and by the way, a simple sound insulation array was arranged in the room. As long as the room was not broken, there would be no movement outside for a while.

It was not until the first update of the night that Ning Qing felt a little sleepy and was about to rest, when Ding Sheng's breath appeared at the door again. He suddenly felt excited and quickly took out the map of the Yellow Springs, took Xiaoqian back first, then stood in front of the bed, waiting for Ding Sheng to enter the toilet.

In fact, Ding Sheng wanted to come in that time earlier, but Ding Mi specifically instructed him that he should not cause trouble until the night is late, and he could go to Tan Fengse first. Therefore, he forced himself to endure it and walked here. As for Tan Fengse, he didn't take it seriously at all. In his opinion, Ning Qing was just a scholar with ordinary skills. Even if he had some martial arts, how could he be with him, a master of the fourth level of Qi refining, probably, he could just poke the target to death with a finger stretched out.

After finally waiting until late at night, Ding Sheng touched it out of the room again, for fear of scaring Ning Qing away, tiptoed to the entrance of the room, gently pushed the door open, walked in with a grim smile on his face, and closed the door again with the dim light.

Wait, dim lights?

Ding Sheng suddenly realized that Ning Qing should have been going to bed long ago during this period. After all, he had investigated it before coming in. There was only a very symmetrical panting sound in the room, which should only be emitted after people fell asleep. But now Ning Qing sat quietly at the head of the bed, looking at him with a smile.

It seems that something is not right...

However, this obviously would not cause any trouble to Ding Sheng. His confidence in his strength and his special contempt for his opponent's strength made him not think that any unexpected situation would happen. Ning Qing's smile was also regarded as a pretending calm and said disdainfully: "You scholar are quite good at pretending to behave, but you can still laugh. When the Second Master will give you a happy time, when you arrive at the King of Hell, don't forget to remember the second Master's benevolence and righteousness!"

"Seeing that you are so kind, your little master will not torture you later, and let you die unknowingly." Ning Qing retorted without showing any weakness, stood up from the head of the bed, walked to Ding Sheng a few steps, and the smile on his face became heavier and heavier.

Ding Sheng was just a little irritable, but he was not stupid. Otherwise, he would not have been able to practice what he is today. Seeing Ning Qing's expression of determination, although he still didn't take this opponent seriously, he also felt something was wrong. This trip was probably not as easy as he thought before. The plain scholar in front of him might not be as simple as he seemed. He had already released a lot of his anger. If he were an ordinary hero in the world, he would have been scared long ago. Ordinary people who know how to do martial arts should have knelt down in front of him. Facing this powerful force, he cried and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

But Ning Qing did not have any of the above signs. Not only was he not afraid, he looked like he was determined to take his own life, which made Ding Sheng feel a little surprised and at the same time he was a little confused. Where did the other party get so much confidence? But before he could find the answer, Ning Qing had disappeared in front of him out of thin air. Then Ding Sheng felt his body sinking, as if he was trapped in the mud and sand flowing. No matter how hard he tried, he could never lift it up again.

Ding Sheng was born in a wealthy family and had a wide range of knowledge. He immediately realized that he was being plotted by someone. Ning Qing had set up some formation in this room and waited for him to come in. He was really stupid. If he said so, Ning Qing should not be an ordinary martial arts person. He was probably a quasi-cultivator who was just like him. However, judging from the other party's calculations, his cultivation level was probably not as good as his.

But in the next second, he changed this idea, because Ning Qing appeared behind him again without realizing it, and a palm towards his vest. Ding Sheng was considered a battle formation for a long time, and his reaction was much stronger than that of ordinary people who only knew how to meditate and practice. After feeling the danger, he could not turn around, so he had to force his feet to tilt forward, barely avoid Ning Qing's palm. But before he could stand up, he felt a sharp pain in his chin, but Ning Qing had already gone around and hit him hard with his knee, which almost made him bit his tongue off, and his brain was a little stuffy and painful.

Ding Sheng had been beaten and was beaten. He immediately knew that the other party's cultivation was above him. Even without this magic array, he would not be able to get it. Moreover, this magic array reduced a lot of his cultivation and seemed to have sound insulation effect. If he continued to stay here, he would probably be on the spot in a moment.

He didn't dare to stop anymore, turned around and kicked Ning Qing back, turned around and ran towards the door. Unexpectedly, just as he took a step, a beautiful woman in a white long skirt appeared in front of him. She smiled at him, her long sleeves had already whipped up, hitting his cheek, knocking down a few teeth in his mouth, and he retreated with all his fingers. If he hadn't had the time to fall to the ground, he would have almost fallen to the ground.

There were two masters in such a guest room who were even better than him. I was afraid that his brother would not be his opponent. Seeing that he could not go out, Ding Sheng had to retreat towards the window, but was stopped by Ning Qing behind him and could not get to the door. He was so anxious that he screamed in a very anxious voice. Ning Qing was too lazy to play with him again, for fear that this guy would have too loud voice and not very reliable. If he alarmed the people outside, he would not be able to do anything at that time. Without hesitation, he used the Yangguan Triple Spreads taught by Yan Chixia, slapped his lower abdomen and slapped his chest. Ding Sheng's body had bent down at this time, and another palm slapped the cover of the sky spirit, making a sound of bone shattering.

Ding Sheng died without surprise. When he died, he looked unwilling, but there was a hint of fear. After all, he still understood it before he died. It was obvious that even if he came here for death, he could not blame others.

"Destroy the corpse and destroy the traces!" Ning Qing slapped Ding Sheng to death with three palms, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took out a bottle of extremely corrosive potion and poured a few drops on the corpse. Ding Sheng's huge body made a hissing sound, and was slowly eroded by the potion.

Looking at the corpse that was gradually disappearing, Ning Qing slowly raised a smile, gave Xiaoqian a thumbs up, and then took it back to the Huangquan map again. He was too lazy to take off his clothes, so he fell on the bed and fell asleep. Except for the tree spirit of grandma, this was his first time to kill someone. Although he didn't feel guilty in his heart, he felt a little uncomfortable. At this time, sleeping was the best adjustment product.
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