Medical Sovereign

"What the hell, even if I die, I won't let a disgusting thief like you succeed."

Zhu Wuxia, who had always been gentle and never said bad words, completely went berserk. With a look of determination flashing in his eyes, he cursed loudly and slapped his heavenly spirit with a backhand palm.

She would rather die than surrender to the executioner who killed the ghost.

"In front of me, even thinking about death is a luxury."

Unexpectedly, the young man in ancient costume was ridiculously strong. With a wave of his hand, a terrifying force of heaven and earth suddenly imprisoned Zhu Wuxia, making her feel as if she had been hit by a immobilization spell. She couldn't even move a finger, and she was suspended in mid-air towards Gu. The young man drifted away slowly, his eyes showing a deep look of despair.

If she had known about today's humiliation, she might as well have devoted herself to the young master earlier. Although the young master was always lecherous, she did not feel disgusted. It was only because of Ning Ding's existence that she subconsciously resisted.

But for some reason, at this moment, the first thing that came to her mind was not Ning Ding, who was unforgettable to her, but the young master who made her a little disgusted and a little curious.

It seems that since then, she has always thought that Ning Ding, whom she loved deeply, has become less important. Even his appearance has begun to become blurry in her memory. On the contrary, The mysterious young master who had always been repulsive but curious to her became more and more important in her heart.

And when You Lin called her young mistress before, not only did she not feel disgusted, but she also felt a little strange and secretly happy in her heart.

Especially at this moment, she was most looking forward to the person who could fall from the sky, turn the tide, and save her from the fire and water, not Ning Ding, but Ding Ning.

This discovery surprised her. Could it be that she was actually a carefree woman at heart?

"Let go of the young mistress, you beast."

"Zombie, if you dare to lay a finger on young mistress, I won't let you go even if I turn into a ghost."

"You bastard, you are digging your own grave. The young master will not let you go."

"Scum, scum, beasts dressed in human skin..."

The ghost warriors almost broke their teeth and cursed loudly.

"Aren't you defending this woman? You still call her mistress? Very good, I will play with your young mistress in front of you, and watch your young mistress coquettishly cry under my crotch, It must be very enjoyable, right?”

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the young man in ancient costume, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he reached out to hug Zhu Wuxia who floated beside him.

"You dare to touch my woman, you are really tired of living."

Just when Zhu Wuxia closed her eyes in despair and lost all hope, a voice filled with overwhelming anger floated from all directions, making her eyes widen in surprise. It was Ding Ning, he was finally here.

The ghost warriors all had expressions of ecstasy and cheers that shook the sky. The commander-in-chief is here. The invincible commander-in-chief is here. These scum will definitely die without a burial place.

The face of the round-faced old man changed, and he looked around vigilantly as if facing a formidable enemy, but he could not find any trace of the person coming.

However, the expression of the young man in ancient costume remained unchanged, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "Ding Ning, you are willing to show up. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhu Wuxia was horrified when she heard this, and her face changed drastically. She didn't expect that the target of this young man in ancient costume was the young master. All he had done before was to force him to show up, which made her worry about gain and loss again.

Since this person came well prepared and looked confident, he must have absolute confidence. Will the young master be his opponent?

"A mere bastard who has just reached the peak of being a demigod, I don't know where he got the confidence to dare to touch my people."

Ding Ning appeared quietly like a ghost,

The first moment he hugged Zhu Wuxia's slender waist, the next moment he appeared in front of You Lin and grabbed his wrist. Youyi frowned and then stretched it out, reached out and took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zhu Wuxia didn't care that he kept hugging her, and the energy that imprisoned her disappeared in an instant, allowing her to regain her freedom. Her heart was pounding, her pretty face was slightly red, and his domineering words were always echoing in her mind: " You dare to touch my woman, you are really tired of living. "

In the past, she would have been very resistant, but she didn't know why, but now she felt secretly happy. She tilted her head and looked at his profile like a knife and an axe, muttering to herself, why didn't she notice it before? This guy is so good-looking.

The round-faced old man's pupils shrank violently. This Ding Ning could actually tell the young master's strength with one breath. The speed was surprisingly fast, and even he couldn't catch the trace. This made him feel strong uneasiness in his heart. For the first time, he had doubts about the young master's decision. doubted.

The young man in ancient costume didn't seem to expect that Ding Ning could see through his strength at a glance. His face changed slightly, but then he thought of his back-up plan and returned to his calm look. He put his hands behind his back and pretended to be an expert from this world. He looked cool and did not stop Ding Ning from saving people. He even watched with interest as Ding Ning took out healing pills like magic and stuffed them into the mouths of the ghost warriors.

"Master, I'm embarrassing you."

Those ghost warriors all looked ashamed, their heads drooped and they said in frustration.

"A bunch of idiots."

Ding Ning angrily shouted, "Why didn't you choose to surrender before?"

"us……"

The ghost warrior raised his head in shock, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Ding Ning, who said: "How many times have I told you, you only have one life, and living is the most important thing. Don't resist stupidly. You have to learn to be flexible in the future. As long as you can survive, nothing else matters.”

"We who live and die as Young Master's people, death is the Young Master's fault. We would rather die than betray the Young Master."

The ghost warriors were unhappy and argued while holding their necks and breathing heavily.

"Fuck you, you are not a beautiful woman like Wu Xia. Don't be so sensational. I will remember this from now on. Only when you are alive can you have hope. If you die, you are completely finished."

Ding Ning reprimanded with a dark face, not forgetting to compliment Zhu Wuxia, which made her blush with embarrassment and give him an angry look, but she felt happy in her heart.

The face of the young man in ancient costume became extremely weird. Damn it, this Ding Ning is really a freak. The loyalty of these ghost warriors to him makes him a little jealous, but this guy is actually dissatisfied and encourages them to rebel and surrender. This guy's Has your head been caught in a door?

But the ghost warriors instantly understood Ding Ning's painstaking efforts. What he said was absolutely true. He hoped that they could live, even if they lived under the name of traitors, so that they would have a chance to be saved.

Who is the young master? That's a miracle doctor. As long as he doesn't die, he can revive him even if he only has one breath left. He can do nothing but keep himself useful. This is what the young master really thinks.

"Yes, Master, we know we were wrong. If we encounter an irresistible enemy next time, we will definitely choose to surrender."

The ghost warriors promised in unison.

The faces of those who opened the door became extremely strange, but in their hearts, there was a hint of envy. It was really a blessing to have a master who cared about the lives of his subordinates.

Ding Ning smiled happily. Others were afraid that their subordinates would rebel, so naturally they would not allow them to be greedy for life and death, but he was different. These ghost warriors were all his spiritual pets, and there was no way they could rebel against him, so he encouraged them. They remain useful in desperate situations to avoid sacrificing their lives in vain. This cannot be copied. If they open the door and follow the same example, then wait for their subordinates to rebel collectively.

After rescuing the last ghost warrior, Ding Ning slowly turned around, released his hand around Zhu Wuxia's waist, and said in a very gentle and gentle tone: "Wuxia, find a safe place to stay, so as not to I’ll splatter you with blood later.”

"Um!"

Zhu Wuxia knew that he said this because he was concerned about his own face, not because he was afraid of splattering her with blood, but because he was worried that the aftermath of the battle would affect her. He responded sweetly in his heart and couldn't help but said with concern as he stepped aside: " Be careful."

"Are you concerned about me?"

Ding Ning asked with a playful smile.

Zhu Wuxia blushed and rolled her eyes at him charmingly, but did not answer. Otherwise, this guy would have said something shameless and shameless.

Ding Ning was having fun. It seemed that my brother's charm had really improved, causing this girl to fall in love with someone else. The balance in his heart began to tilt towards him.

This made him feel full of strength as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. He raised his fingers disdainfully at the young man in costume and said, "You guys, come on together."

"You are so arrogant, young master. How can you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife? Please, young master, allow me to take action and kill this ignorant madman."

The round-faced old man was furious. After shouting angrily, he turned sideways and bowed to the young man in ancient costume with cupped fists, and took the initiative to invite him to fight.

The young man in ancient costume narrowed his eyes and waved his hand lazily: "Go, but don't kill him. I still have use for this man. I will make him my young master's follower."

"presumptuous!"

"Arrogant!"

"ignorance!"

"The bastard is looking for death."

…

The ghost warriors suddenly became furious and stopped healing their wounds. They opened their eyes and cursed loudly. They respected Ding Ning like a god. How could they tolerate him being insulted?

"Okay, stop arguing with each other and seize the time to heal. There are many brothers outside waiting for treatment."

Ding Ning frowned and said, and the ghost warriors immediately shut their mouths, but each one of them glared at the young man in ancient costume with murderous eyes, wishing to cut him into pieces.

"Boy, you are very lucky. It is your blessing to be favored by the young master. Why don't you quickly kneel down and thank me?"

The round-faced old man's rickety body suddenly stood tall and straight, and his whole body was full of momentum. A terrifying coercion filled the world, and he shouted loudly, which was as soul-stirring as a great bell.

"You should kneel down first and thank me for not killing me."

Ding Ning said lightly with a flash of disdain in his eyes.

This round-faced old man has only scratched the surface of the laws of heaven and earth. Compared with that Long Yi, there is a world of difference. At such a level, he dares to show off in front of him and use his words to himself. Who is it? His courage? Liang Jingru?

Following his words, there were ripples in the air. The round-faced old man's eyes went blank for a while, and his knees weakened, and he couldn't help but want to kneel down.

"cough!"

The face of the young man in ancient costume changed, and he coughed hurriedly. The invisible sound wave interfered with Ding Ning's words. The round-faced old man's eyes flickered, and his clarity suddenly returned, with a trace of embarrassment on his face.

Unexpectedly, Ding Ning also knew how to follow his words. Once he spoke, the rules came into being, and he actually controlled him. If the young master hadn't interfered in secret, his old face would have been completely lost.

This made him furious, and he shouted angrily: "You little beast is looking for death, a drag and a trap."

Wisps of heaven and earth's energy emerged and quickly turned into threads of vitality, intertwined and entwined, forming an overwhelming network of vitality on both sides, carrying a terrifying pressure, covering Ding Ning in all directions without blind spots.

As long as Ding Ning is caught in the Yuan Qi Net, the spiritual power contained in it will instantly seep into his skin, causing his blood to surge, causing his spiritual power to not function smoothly and losing his combat power in a short period of time.