Cheng Xuan's brows gradually twisted into a line, and then his gaze fell to Liu Tai.

Liu Tai hurriedly turned his head and asked Jiading, "What's the matter?" ”

"He, he's coming."

"Alone."

After the trembling report, the family left the scene directly.

The people at the scene naturally knew that the person mentioned was none other than Ning Chen, who had been turning over the river and the sea in Fengtian City in recent days.

"It's really not the right time for this dog to come."

When Liu Tai's gaze turned to Cheng Xuan, the latter spat in annoyance, with a gloomy expression.

"Why don't you eat it later?"

Liu Tai stiffened his head and suggested tentatively.

There's no way, this second son of Xuan is too nervous, and when he eats, he hates outsiders to disturb him the most.

Now, although the uninvited Ning Chen appeared, Cheng Xuan didn't seem to be interested in meeting immediately?

Sure enough, Cheng Xuan raised his eyebrows, so frightened that Liu Tai hurriedly closed his mouth.

Knocking on the spoon, Cheng Xuan said casually, "Let that dog wait outside, I will naturally see him in person when I eat......"

At this moment, everyone looked tense and gasped.

Dare to let the famous young marshal Ning stand outside and wait, I don't know if this young man really has this confidence and confidence, or does he not know the height of the sky?

However, Cheng Xuan only smiled lightly in the face of everyone's expressions, "What? Afraid that dog will rush in and bite someone?"

Who would dare to answer such a question?

Seeing Cheng Xuan's sight, he swept over one by one, and everyone at the scene lowered their brows, for fear of being picked by Cheng Xuan.

Cheng Xuan looked at this scene and laughed angrily, "A bunch of uninformed waste, just a young man, scared you like this?" ”

"It's true that I've never seen the world."

In the end, the old servant behind him sang and harmonized with Cheng Xuan, he nunu mouthed, and continued, "To put it mildly, like that kind of young man, the old slave can pinch seven or eight to death with one hand. ”

Liu Tai thought about it and said seriously, "I'm afraid that he will break in and disturb the mood of the son's meal, or ......."

His eyes raised and fell to the old slave behind Cheng Xuan.

The old slave snorted lightly and said disdainfully, "What's the matter, do you want the old slave to come forward to stop the dog?" ”

"Please bother the seniors." Liu Tai licked his face and said respectfully.

"Lightly do it, don't kill it, Childe, I still want to talk to him." Cheng Xuan finally spoke and instructed in person.

The old slave took two steps forward and twisted his neck, "Don't worry, Childe, you won't kill the surnamed Ning so happily." ”

"Wouldn't that cheapen him?"

As the footsteps walked away, the sound of scolding disappeared one by one.

Cheng Xuan, who regained his smile, held a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, and ordered, "Okay, let's continue to eat." ”

Outside the Juxiang Building, the yin wind roared.

Along the way, Ning Chen, whose shoulders were covered with snow, first shook his clothes, and was just about to climb the steps, when he found that nearly 100 people on the steps were moved.

Immediately afterwards, an old man looked at him condescendingly, and without saying a word, it was a slightly insulting greeting, "You are the waste dog, Ning Chen?" ”

Ning Chen's smile was the old slave of Cheng Xuan's servant.

"Looks like it's you."

The old slave cocked his thumb and reflexively pointed to the main door behind him, "My son-in-law happens to be having dinner, and he doesn't have time to meet him for the time being, so you kneel here and wait." ”

Ning Chen straightened his waist and didn't move.

The old slave was furious, "Let you kneel here and wait, didn't you hear?" ”

"Or do you dare to resist?"

stepped out, and the domineering forced Ning Chen.

Ning Chen's deep gaze flashed, "How old are you?" ”

"Huh?" The old slave was confused in the face of Ning Chen's inquiry.

Without waiting for a reply, Ning Chen shook his head and muttered to himself, "It seems that he is another jumping clown who has lived to be a dog for a long time." ”

At this moment, the old slave heard it, "You still dare to fight back?!" ”

Rumble!

The eyelashes tremble slightly, and the snowflakes fly.

The old slave who was still imposing a second ago suddenly had his pupils constricted, and the moment he realized that something was wrong, the figure in his line of sight enlarged one by one.

Until, the five fingers are in the air.

forcibly carried him a handful of old bones in the air.

After that, Ning Chen turned his gaze and only looked at the panicked old slave with his spare eyes, "Your son-in-law, are you eating a severed head meal?" Do you want to send a head in and improve your food? ”

"You ......"

Click.

This old slave just made a move.

Ning Chen's tough five fingers, like sharp steel knives, made the old slave dizzy and swollen, his limbs cold, and at the same time, there was a coercion from the other party, enveloping his body.

If you look closely, you will find that the void is shining with wisps of golden light.

Disorderly staggered, slowly swimming.

"You...... Are you also a saint-level cultivator? ”

The old slave was shocked, how could this guy also be a saint cultivator?

Looking at the face, it is far less than his own son-in-law, but the degree of inner skill is beyond the limit of his imagination.

Shaking his head violently, the old slave almost gritted his teeth, but his voice trembled, "You, not an ordinary saint-level cultivator?" ”

Half a step for holiness.

After that, it is the real sub-sage, counting the touch of the saint's mystery.

However, this young man is afraid that he will still be above Yasheng.

Other words......

"Great, Great Sage-level existence?"

The Great Sage, who is less than thirty years old, is simply appalling.

However, before the old slave struggled violently again, Ning Chen's five fingers were already like steel knives, and he was so hard that he pinched off the former's head, wrists, and head.

Juxiang Lou living room.

Cheng Xuan, who had just finished using a piece of seven-ripe beef, put down his knife and fork one second, and the next second, a black and red thing sank into the porcelain white plate.

There were two clangs, and there was a burst of crisp sounds.

Attracted by this sound, everyone's eyes looked at it together.

In an instant, everyone, including Cheng Xuan, had a cold scalp and burst their pupils.

This Nima ......

The old slave, who was still arrogant and unashamed before, was forcibly wrenched off his head and thrown back.

Boom.

Almost synchronous movements, the eyes of a group of people looked out of the living room door again, and sure enough, a young and slender figure slowly walked in.

It was Ning Chen.

"This king kills people in the north, and it has always been counted in the tens of thousands, I don't know, is your Cheng family's family enough for this king to kill one back and forth?" Ning Chen raised his fingers, patted off a wisp of snow on his chest, and asked with a smile.

"Okay, so big...... tone. ”

Cheng Xuan pressed the corner of the table with both hands, rubbed it and stood up, but somehow, the words that were originally written in one go suddenly appeared and paused.

"This king?" Cheng Xuan narrowed his eyes, his expression slightly condensed.

Syllable!

Ning Chen was too lazy to be verbose, raised a slap, and slapped it in the air.

Cheng Xuan, who seemed to be calm and relaxed, was actually slapped to his knees on the spot.

"This ......"

When Liu Tai, Liu Yang and others saw this scene, they were directly frightened stupid.

Cheng Xuan, who is high above, is so unbeaten?

(End of chapter)