The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

The four of them were also sent by Ning Xi to do many things, but everything revolved around Jing Feng.

It was also related to Jing Feng today, but it was the opposite. Not only did their master beat Jing Sanshao himself, but he also beat up Jing Sanshao's best friend. It was really surprising and relieved!

However, although the four of them were surprised, their psychological quality and loyalty were not comparable to that of the valet.

One person walked towards the servant with a cold face, and the servant couldn't help but knelt on the ground and begged Ning Xi for mercy, "Your servant made a mistake, please forgive me, my lord!"

His back was wet with cold sweat, and he was even more terrified. How could this dude know that he belonged to the fourth master?

"I hate spineless people the most in my life. Since you are begging for mercy, then break your hands too." Ning Xi spat out cruel words, then looked at Ning Er and continued to order, "Take it off immediately, it sounds annoying!"

The onlookers couldn't help but gasp, even if the hands and feet were broken and dragged away, it wouldn't work even if they were connected. Wouldn't this be a useless person in the future?

"Yes!" Ning Er mercilessly broke the hands and legs of the attendant, covered the other's mouth and dragged away quickly.

The other three also punched Heng Wei and Jiang Yuqing without hesitation. The speed and efficiency made people speechless again.

Ning Xi's eyes showed a rare satisfaction, she likes such obedient and efficient subordinates.

Heng Wei and Jiang Yuqing were forced to fight back, but the three of them were fierce and vicious, their cultivation strength was even higher than them, and they followed Ning Xi's orders, so they immediately guessed the identities of the four.

"Ning Qi Eighteen Guards!"

They groaned in their hearts, they never thought that Ning Xi would be so rampant, and they would beat them up if they wanted to.

The Eighteen Guards of Ning Qi are iron-blooded guards prepared by each Patriarch of Ning Palace for the next successor. It is not a secret. They are all extraordinary in strength and specialize in different fields. Come beat yourself up.

Both Hengwei and Jiang Yuqing are of the fourth grade of Huang rank, and they are definitely the best among the young generation in the imperial capital, but they are completely looking for abuse when facing the eighteen guards of Ningqi, and they are quickly beaten up with bruised noses and swollen faces. Also helpless.

It's better for the three of them to keep their hands, otherwise they would have turned into corpses lying on the ground.

However, the two of them were considered to have a backbone, and did not beg for mercy, but gritted their teeth and endured.

Jing Feng's whole body was in severe pain as if it was about to fall apart. When he recovered his breath, he saw his friend being beaten up by Ning Xi's men, and couldn't help but say, "Ning Xi, if you are dissatisfied with me, come to me. Take Heng What kind of heroes are Wei and Yuqing when they vent their anger."

Ning Xi raised his eyebrows, "This king has never been a good man, if you beat him up, you will beat him up, what do you want?"

"You!" Jing Feng looked at the domineering Ning Xi with an indescribable sense of strangeness. He was actually indifferent to his own words. Is he playing hard to get or has he really given up?

"What are you? From now on, you'd better stop voluntarily yelling in front of me, or I'll beat you every time I see you." Ning Xi's tone was so vicious that it didn't sound like a joke at all.

Looking at the merciless Ning Xi, Jing Feng's heart shrank inexplicably, an unspeakable emotion spread, and he said stiffly: "Hmph, I won't take the initiative to pester you, you can rest assured about this, as long as you don't regret it. "

"Don't worry, I will speak publicly today. From now on, I will break up with you, Jing Fengen. The bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return. I will never regret it!" It is decisive and domineering.

"Okay!" Jing Feng gritted his teeth. This was what he liked to see the most, but why wasn't he as happy as he imagined?