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Flower Master in the City

Chapter 1441
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Chapter 1441

Summer staring at Nie Zixiong, eyes are more surprised, how is this going on? How does he look like, this Nie Zixiong, also only has the cultivation of the middle period of Jindan?

Isn’t Nangong Yan actually dead in Nie Zixiong’s hand?

When gazing at Nie Zixiong in summer, Nie Zixiong’s vision falls on Ji Qingying. Obviously, he pays more attention to Ji Qingying than summer. Even he doesn’t know summer at all.

"It’s a surprise to see elder martial sister Ji here." Nie Zixiong finally spoke in a light tone. He said something unexpected, but there was no surprise in his tone.

"I remember you. You are Nie Zixiong!" Ji Qingying’s innocent smile.

Nie Zixiong frowned slightly. The Ji Qingying in front of him was totally different from the Ji Qingying he knew. The Ji Qingying he knew was proud and indifferent, and there would never be such a naive smile on his face.

"Elder martial sister Ji is joking. Of course you remember me for ten years." Nie Zixiong said lightly.

"Ten years in the same family?" Ji Qingying tilts her head, ponders for a moment, then turns to look at summer. "Husband, what does he say?"

"He said he’d known you for ten years." Summer casually explained a sentence, but still stare at Nie Zixiong, do not dare to relax at all.

"Husband?" When Nie Zixiong heard the name, his eyes flashed a little surprise unconsciously, and then he finally turned his attention to summer. "It seems that I underestimated you."

"I heard that you killed the ugly woman Nangong Yan?" Summer suddenly asked.

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Nie Zixiong didn’t answer summer’s question, just stared at summer. A few seconds later, he suddenly said in surprise, "in the middle of Yuanying? Are you asking the emperor? "

Not waiting for summer to answer, Nie Zixiong immediately shook his head: "no, you don’t ask Tianjun, who are you? I don’t think you are in the immortal sect. "

"Ask the emperor?" Summer is very surprised, "who is the king of heaven?"

"That’s a familiar name!" Ji Qingying suddenly said, "I think, ah, I think of it, ask the emperor is the master!"

Master?

In summer, her face changed. Isn’t Ji Qingying’s master, the master of fairy sister, the leader of the ethereal fairy sect?

Ji Qingying then spoke again. Looking at Nie Zixiong, her voice was clear and moving: "you are stupid. Summer is my husband. How can you be a teacher?"

"Your name is summer?" Looking at summer, Nie Zixiong asked lightly.

"Yes, I am summer, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the first day in the world." Summer is not urgent not slow answer way, immediately asked again, "you are looking for to ask the emperor?"

Summer is not a aimless sentence. No matter who Nie Zixiong is, if he is really looking for and asking Tianjun, it means a terrible conclusion. That is to say, asking Tianjun may be here!

Otherwise, Nie Zixiong should go to Xianyun continent to ask Tianjun. Why do you want to look in this world?

"You don’t know how to ask the emperor." Looking at the summer, Nie Zixiong’s tone is still bland, "no one in Xianyun land does not know to ask Tianjun, and no one in qiaoxianmen even dare not respect to ask Tianjun. Obviously, you are not only the disciple of qiaoxianmen, or even the person in Xianyun land, that is to say, you are the person in the world we are in now, but how can you cultivate to the middle of Yuanying at the age of weak crown in this world? ”

"Hey, you don’t seem to respect the emperor of heaven, do you Summer asked, "you mean, you are not a disciple of the immortal sect?"

"You’re not qualified to ask me that!" Nie Zixiong’s tone was suddenly cold, and two cold lights were shining in his eyes. "The monks here are almost extinct, but you can practice until the middle of the first baby. I think you have another chance. I ask you, do you know yueqingya or yeyumei?"

"I don’t know." In summer, he was very upset, but at the moment he didn’t get angry at once, because this Nie Zixiong gave him a very strange feeling. Moreover, even the Nangong swallow, whose accomplishments were a little higher than his, died in Nie Zixiong’s hands. Now he still has such a burden as Ji Qingying. I want to get angry. He doesn’t even know how to retreat.

The bigger problem is that he can’t see how high Nie Zixiong’s accomplishments are at all. It seems that it’s only the middle stage of Jindan, but in fact it’s definitely not the middle stage of Jindan. It’s weird that he doesn’t dare to face Nie Zixiong at once in summer.

And the most fundamental reason is that in summer, I still want to get some information from Nie Zixiong, which is the so-called "know yourself, know your enemy and win every battle". If he can set out Nie Zixiong’s real strength and his purpose, maybe he will know how to deal with it.

"Is it?" Nie Zixiong snorted coldly, "then I want to know how you can cultivate yourself!"

"Haven’t you heard of Ji’s secret arts?" Summer is not in a hurry to ask.

"Kyi’s secret?" Nie Zixiong’s face changed slightly. He turned to Ji Qingying again and stared for a few seconds, but his face changed again. "Elder martial sister Ji, I can’t believe that you can make such a sacrifice for a man. How can you use Ji’s secret technique to pass all your skills to such a man? No wonder you are no different from a friar in the Qi training period! "

"What are you talking about?" "Ji Qingying Du mouth," how I seem to understand, but after listening to what did not understand ah

"Nothing. Let’s go. Let’s go back to our room and go to bed." In summer, I grabbed Ji Qingying’s waist and legs, said a word lightly, and then turned around to leave.

"Have I told you to leave?" Cold voice from behind, naturally is Nie Zixiong.

Summer finally can’t bear it, turn around and scold: "you idiot? It’s none of your business whether I go or not! "

Speaking at the same time, summer also moved, a foot out, shrink to inch!

He decided not to do anything for the time being in summer, so he scolded and scolded. At the same time, he started to run. If he wanted to come, he might not be able to beat this guy named Nie Zixiong, but it’s OK to run away?

"Dead or alive!" Nie Zixiong snorted and pinched his hand to summer’s throat.

Seeing Nie Zixiong’s action, summer has determined that Nangong Yan really died in Nie Zixiong’s hands. This bastard obviously likes to pinch other people’s throats!

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The thought flashed through his mind in a moment, but the action at the foot of summer didn’t stop, and his foot had already stepped out. But next second, he was sweating all over, because he found that he couldn’t move at all. The body method of shrinking to an inch naturally couldn’t be used at all!

A powerful force surged from all directions, but this force was not real Qi, but seemed to be a strange spiritual force. His body did not feel any oppression, but his spirit was under an unmatched pressure. It was this huge spiritual pressure that suppressed him, suppressed his spirit, and then left his body without any pressure Move the law!

In this moment, summer suddenly understood that he was not mistaken. Nie Zixiong was indeed the cultivation in the middle period of Jindan, but Nie Zixiong had an extremely powerful spiritual force, which made him kill Nangong Yan. Now, because of this spiritual force, he was on the verge of death!

In the blink of an eye, Nie Zixiong’s hand is about to touch summer’s throat, and summer tries hard to resist that mental pressure, but it still has no effect.

"Ah..." A scream suddenly rang, but it came from Ji Qingying’s mouth, "don’t kill my husband!"

With this scream, summer suddenly found that there was an abnormal fluctuation in the powerful spiritual force that suppressed him, which brought him a great opportunity, because in this moment, he suddenly moved!

Take out your hands in your arms, throw out dozens of silver needles with one hand, and pop out dozens of powders with the other hand. At the same time, gather your hands together and shoot at Nie Zixiong with the fastest speed and the greatest strength! Follow current s on ɴovel(F)ɪre

No matter how strong Nie Zixiong’s mental power is, he must rely on the existence of the body to give it, and his body is only the cultivation of the middle stage of the golden elixir. As long as his body is destroyed, his mental power will also lose its place of existence, and he will still die, which is Xia Tian’s idea. He did not choose to escape, because he knew it was difficult to escape, so he had better gamble Kill Nie Zixiong with one strike!

However, at this time, Nie Zixiong suddenly disappeared, and this time, the summer’s all-out strike, immediately lost the goal, lost in an instant.

The next second, summer felt that the extremely powerful spiritual force was oppressed again. This time, the spiritual force was even stronger, which made him unable to move again. At almost the same time, Nie Zixiong appeared in his sight again, and Nie Zixiong’s hand was pinched to summer’s throat again!

"Nie Zixiong, get out of here now!" A cold drink suddenly sounded, "otherwise, I will punish you

Nie Zixiong’s attack came to an abrupt end. He suddenly turned around and looked at Ji Qingying with a surprised look on his face.

The extremely powerful mental power disappeared suddenly, and he immediately recovered his action ability in summer. But this time, he did not immediately attack Nie Zixiong, but looked at Ji Qingying like Nie Zixiong, and his face was also surprised.

The cold drink just now is just the voice of Ji Qingying, but it doesn’t seem to be the voice of Ji Qingying. Specifically, that voice is the voice of Ji Qingying, who used to be extremely arrogant, rather than the voice of Ji Qingying, who is naive and charming after losing memory.

However, when he looked at Ji Qingying, he found that the pure Ji Qingying was still in front of him. She could not feel the slightest coldness and pride. Her eyes were still full of curiosity. Of course, there was a little more panic at the moment.

"I see." Nie Zixiong looks at Ji Qingying and suddenly seems to understand, "you are Ji Qingying..."