Baili Wuchen taught Rong Qianzhi three years of martial arts. In her previous life, Rong Qianzhi was also specially trained as the first generation successor of the Baibian Rong family. In addition, at this time, Rong Qianzhi was holding a fire in his heart, and the big sword rolled up and down in her hand, and the cold light was bursting.

Ning Wanxin didn't expect that the "black-faced man" in front of her was so powerful. She was careless for a moment and was scratched by Rong Qianzhi on her arm, and the blood instantly dyed her snow-white clothes red.

She gritted her teeth and did not dare to be careless anymore. She threw away the long sword in her hand and drew a short sword from her sleeve.

Rong Qianzhi narrowed his eyes and guessed that Ning Wanxin's short sword might be a treasure that was as sharp as mud. She snorted coldly in her heart. The movements in her hand did not change. Only a sound of deception was heard. After the swords and swords touched each other, the big sword in her hand was divided into two, and Ning Wanxin's mouth curled a smile of success.

"Go to die!" Seeing the big knife in the "black-faced man"'s hand broken, Ning Wanxin quickly turned her wrist and swept across the sword, and wanted to give Rong Qianzhi a sword to seal the throat. However, before she could finish her voice, she suddenly felt her neck tight. One of the hand of the "black-faced man" had already pinched her neck, and she opened her eyes suddenly.

With big eyes, he looked at the "black-faced man" in disbelief.

Rong Qianzhi looked at Ning Wanxin coldly, and did not make a sound, but suddenly increased the strength of his hands. Ning Wanxin suffocated and changed her face.

"If you want to kill me, you must have the ability!" As he said that, Rong Qianzhi raised his kick and kicked Ning Wanxin hard on the stomach. Ning Wanxin was kicked to the ground, and Rong Qianzhi stepped on her body.

"Cough..." Ning Wanxin vomited blood, she gasped and looked at Rong Qianzhi and said, "You have the affair and kill me now, otherwise, the people of Ningjian Villa would never let you go!" Ning Wanxin said this, and betting on the "black-faced man" in front of her had heard of the name of Ningjian Villa, and was also afraid of the power of Ningjian Villa, and then let her go. However, how could she know that the "black-faced man" in front of her was Rong Qianzhi. If she said that she was the least afraid of Ningjian Villa, there would probably be only one in the world.

A simple and simple one.

"Threatening me?" Rong Qianzhi laughed, and even stepped on Ning Wanxin's body hard, and said slowly: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'm still waiting for you to take the people from Ningjian Villa to chase me."

Listening to the contradictory and meaningful words of the "black-faced man" in front of him, Ning Wanxin felt a chill on her back. She looked at Rong Qianzhi in horror and said, "What do you want to do?"

"You are a person like you who has martial arts will harm people, but it's not good."

"No...ah..."

Amid Ning Wanxin's scream, Rong Qianzhi destroyed her martial arts.

When martial arts was deposed, Ning Wanxin's face turned pale. At this time, she seemed to have nothing to be afraid of. She lay on the ground, her eyes were like letters of two poisonous snakes. She looked at Rong Qianzhi and gritted her teeth and said, "Who are you? If you have the guts, report your name!"

Rong Qianzhi looked at Ning Wanxin coldly and ignored her. At this moment, Ning Wanqing's shout came not far away: "Sister, where are you?"

"Wanqing, save me!" Ning Wanxin shouted with all her strength.

Rong Qianzhi did not stop her. If she really wanted to kill her, would she still have a chance to speak? She glanced at Ning Wanxin and left soon.

After Rong Qianzhi left, Ning Wanqing quickly found Ning Wanxin. Seeing that Ning Wanxin was covered in scars, she immediately cried: "Sister, why is this happening? Tell me, who hurts you, I'll help you get revenge!" Ning Wanxin closed her eyes quickly: "It's a black-faced man, I don't know him." As she said that, her voice suddenly sank, with the smell of gritting teeth: "But he must have something to do with that bitch Rong Qianzhi, and it must be that bitch that asked him to lead me here to deliberately hurt me like this.

, That damn bitch, I must kill her!"

Unknown to the identity of the "black-faced man", Ning Wanxin had nowhere to vent her hatred, so she naturally passed it on to Rong Qianzhi's head, but she never thought that Rong Qianzhi was a "black-faced man" and she didn't need her to frame her on purpose.

At this time, Ning Wanqing didn't dare to speak for Rong Qianzhi. She said, "Sister, you have shed a lot of blood. I'll help you deal with the wound first. We'll talk about revenge later."

"It doesn't matter if you hurt it, it's just that my martial arts are ruined."

"Ah?" Ning Wanqing was shocked and cried again: "Sister, why is this happening? What should you do?"

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet!" Ning Wanxin glared at Ning Wanqing and said, "You forgot that we still have the third brother. As long as the third brother is here, he will definitely help me restore my martial arts skills."

"Yes, why did I forget my third brother?" Ning Wanqing wiped her tears with her sleeve, squatted down, and carried Ning Wanxin back: "Sister, I will find you a place to recuperate, and then Fei Ge sent a letter to the third brother, so that the third brother would come over immediately."

"Okay." Ning Wanxin narrowed her eyes, and bone-eroded hatred burst out in her eyes. When her injuries healed and her martial arts skills were restored, she would definitely make Rong Qianzhi's bitch worse than death!

...

Rong Qianzhi bought another horse from the market. She didn't recognize the road. After inquiring many times, she found the official road where she separated from Ning Luo and others. She rode her horse and chased forward along the official road. After chasing for an hour, she found out that Ning Luo and her group had not passed by here at all.

At this time, the sunset was setting, and she rode on her horse. The afterglow of the sunset fell on her body, and the shadows of each person and each horse were stretched very long.

She looked around and saw no one, as if only she was alone in the world.

She sighed softly, turned her head and asked the horse to run back. She thought that her parents had seen her missing and should have stayed somewhere. Maybe they were looking for her everywhere now.

The sky gradually darkened, and she rode her horse to the city gate. She hesitated whether to go into the city to go to the Han Palace to inquire. At this moment, a figure fell from the sky like a god and stood in front of her.

The man was wearing black clothes, and the black cloak behind him was flying in the wind. He had a pair of beautiful and affectionate eyes. At this moment, these eyes were looking at Rong Qianzhi who was sitting on the horse without moving.

He called out softly: "Stop..."
Chapter completed!