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After arranging Nangong Ling'er, Wu Qizhe didn't rest immediately, but placed Yulongjian on the shelf.

Yulongjian exudes extreme cold air, and the blade hums, as if it has its own consciousness. Wu Qizhe clenches the hilt tightly, and the extreme yang energy infuses the sword body, wrestling with each other.

After a while, Yulongjian let out a whine, and then fell completely silent.

A sneer crossed Wu Qizhe's face, if I can't subdue even a sword, how can I talk about unifying the world.

Flicking the sword body lightly, there was a crisp sound. The edge of the sword was made of special metal material, and the blade was not as regular as an ordinary long sword, but in a wave shape, extending all the way to the top of the sword body. See the shape of the ordinary long sword.

And where the hilt connects to the body of the sword, there is a dragon-shaped sword grid, which is the guard, which looks even more mighty and domineering.

And the sword body is inlaid with blue gem-like crystals, extending from the hilt to the tip of the sword, showing a bright blue color, which looks extraordinary.

Wu Qizhe rotated until the yin energy poured into the sword, and with a wave of his hand, a sharp cold air tore the table and chairs in front of him, and a white ice crystal appeared on the wall, and an ink painting on the wall happened to be cut by the sword .

The area covered by the painting before revealed a square shadow, covered by ice crystals. Wu Qizhe wondered if there was any treasure hidden on the wall. He walked over a few steps and melted the ice crystals on the wall with the Qi of Sunshine.

Wu Qizhe saw that there were several pages of paper filled with words in the square gap, and he was curious, so he immediately took out those papers.

Wu Qizhe flipped through the pages, and it turned out to be Yulongbao's unique skill Ninglong Jue.

In the past few days, he simply rummaged through the study room. He didn't find Ninglong Jue, so he didn't pay much attention. He thought that Ninglong Jue was passed on by word of mouth. Unexpectedly, he discovered it today. It was an accident. joy.

Wu Qizhe sat on the side of the bed, and when he started to run the Ninglongjue's exercise route with Yin Qi, the cold air in his hand gradually condensed, and with a wave of his hand, an icy blue splendor swayed out, and most of the study room was frozen There was a layer of frost.

This Ninglong Jue is not considered as an inner skill, but a martial art style, which needs deep inner strength as the foundation and the skill of the style to exert its due power.

If he wanted to use the Yin Qi in his body to achieve the immediate effect, there would be no problem, but obviously a lot of Yin Qi would be consumed, but if he followed the Ninglong Jue's route of action, he would be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Wu Qizhe poured out all his strength in his palm, and the paper of Ninglongjue immediately ignited flames and turned into dust.

 …

Early the next morning, it was Ning Rong who knocked on the door in person and brought exquisite desserts.

"Husband, I have a decisive battle with Wen Taiji today. I wish you a great victory for my wife." Ning Rong poured herself a glass of wine and drank it down. Maybe she was in a hurry, her pink and pretty face was flushed.

Wu Qizhe had a snack in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Why do I hear this like a farewell drink?" Then his eyes turned cold, he stared at Ning Rong and said, "Madam, do you think my chances of winning are not high?"

"Husband, what you say hurts my heart too much." Wiping the corners of her eyes with pale fingers, Ning Rongdang began to sob softly.

Wu Qizhe watched Ning Rong act, although he didn't really shed tears, his eyes were already red and swollen. I have to say that his wife's acting skills are pretty good.

"Maybe Wen Taiji's arrival made my husband a little uneasy, please forgive me." Wu Qizhe accompanied Ning Rong to continue acting.

"Husband, since I have married you, I will be a member of Wanyan's family in my life, and I will be a ghost of your Wanyan's family in death. You and I are both prosperous as husband and wife. How can I hope that something will happen to you." Ning Rong took the initiative to throw herself into her arms , gently resting her pillow on Wu Qizhe's chest, with a pair of arms wrapping around her waist, the inexhaustible love between husband and wife.

Wu Qizhe looked deeply moved, but his big hands couldn't help but began to take advantage of Ning Rong.

Ningrong's pretty face is red,

She looks extremely shy, but what she thinks in her heart is, anyway, you will be a dead person soon, if you take advantage of me, let me take advantage of it, it can be regarded as the last gift for your incompetent husband.

When Wu Qizhe and Mrs. Ning Rong walked out of the room hand in hand, the man was naturally full of ambitions. As for Ning Rong, who was a woman, it was naturally Fu Rong's face, which was indescribably radiant.

After lunch, Wu Qizhe invited Wen Taiji to Bailongtang, while his cheap son Wan Yanzheng took his childhood sweetheart Wen Jing to Zilongyuan to enjoy the flowers, and Yuen Long was also with him.

Wu Qizhe chatted with Wen Taiji for a long time. Both of them are the overlords of one party, so they naturally chatted about each other's martial arts progress.

Seeing that Wu Qizhe didn't propose a martial arts contest, Wen Taiji offered to have a contest with him.

Wu Qizhe nodded in agreement, but made a request that the place of the competition should be moved to Heilongtan. The reason is to avoid other people's overthinking, which is not conducive to the marriage of the two families, so the competition was not held in the mansion.

Wen Taiji hesitated in his heart, and pretended to glance at Mrs. Ning Rong involuntarily. He only agreed when he saw her blink slightly.

The three of them came directly to the Black Dragon Pool without calling any attendants. It is surrounded by mountains, and in the middle is a platform formed by the weathering of irregular peaks. Except for a suspension bridge connecting here, there is no bottomless sound all around. In the deep valley, living water emerges under the deep valley, and the raptors and beasts in the water emerge in endlessly.

Mrs. Ning Rong was sitting on the stand in the distance, gently waving the round fan in her hand, as if she didn't care about the life and death of the two of them.

Beside Mrs. Ningrong, warm wine was being boiled over a charcoal fire.

Wu Qizhe turned his head to look at Ning Rong, only to see his wife conveying an expression to him that only the two of them could understand.

Madam Ningrong found two bronze wine bottles that had been prepared earlier, filled them with fine wine, put them on a plate and brought them over.

Wu Qizhe took two wine bottles from Ning Rong, and handed one to Wen Taiji.

Wu Qizhe raised the wine bottle and said with a hearty smile: "Third Brother, let's drink this glass of wine before the competition."

"Because my brother is about to become the family of my son and daughter..." Wen Taiji said sincerely

"Kiss is more intimate." Wu Qizhe cooperated.

"Do it." "Do it."

The two touched the wine bottle and drank the wine in the wine bottle at the same time.

Wen Taiji sneered in his heart, I see how long you can be proud, even your wife is mine, thinking of his pride, he couldn't help but glance at Ning Rong sitting in the distance, so beautiful /beautiful/ You /thing/ have been ruined by Lu men like you for so many years, so I should be allowed to /enjoy/enjoy/enjoy/enjoy/, when the time comes, I will unite with Yulongbao Mingfeng Pavilion to control the two forces to attack from north to south The clan, to rule the world, is only at the fingertips.

As for Wanyanzang in front of him, even though he is the overlord of the north, his IQ is really mediocre. When you get poisoned, I really want to see what kind of expression he will have when he knows that he has been poisoned by his wife.

Ning Rong sat quietly in the distance, like a proud and independent beauty, she slowly closed her eyes, maybe in her eyes, both Wanyan Zang and Wen Taiji had already been classified as dead by her category.

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