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Chapter 299 The Dying Man

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    The next day, early morning.

    Xiao Yi, Yan Mingli and Lin Bingxin went to the Treasure Pavilion of the Imperial Capital together.

    Treasure Pavilion.

    This is an extremely large organization, and its power spreads throughout the Qingtian Realm. According to legend, there is an extremely large force behind the Zhenbao Pavilion, which is countless times stronger than the Daqian Dynasty.

    Even though the four powerful families were able to suppress the Treasure Pavilion of the Imperial Capital, they did not dare to push them to a dead end.

    Otherwise, once the anger of the forces behind Zhenbao Pavilion is aroused, even the four major families will not be able to bear it.

    "Young Master Xiao, Nalan Qianqiu is a close friend of my master, but the two of them competed all the way back then. I had some fights with his disciples. I am afraid that I will meet some of them when I go this time. If their words collide  , and please don't care about them for my sake!" Yan Mingli said standing in front of the Zhenbao Pavilion.

    Xiao Yi nodded.

    The three entered the Treasure Pavilion.

    The Treasure Pavilion of the Imperial Capital is far from comparable to that of the Azure Kingdom. The entire Treasure Pavilion is also divided into cabinets and foreign cabinets.

    The Waige is dominated by street stalls, with a wide variety of everything you expect to find, but there is a mixture of good and bad, real and fake, and the quality is not guaranteed.  However, if you are lucky, you will be able to find precious treasures at a very low price.

    Just like Xiao Yi had found Jinyao Shiling in the outer cabinet of Nanhuang Zhenbao Pavilion before.

    The cabinet deals in high-end products, but the value is extremely expensive. Just a piece of clothing costs hundreds of taels of silver, which is enough for an ordinary family of five to spend for a year, and most people rarely spend in the cabinet.

    The three of Xiao Yi walked all the way to the cabinet.

    "May I help you?" A handsome young man stepped forward, his eyes flitting over the three without a trace, looking at the clothes on the three, the smile on his face became brighter and more enthusiastic.

    Yan Mingli said: "Brother, we are here to find Pavilion Master Nalan!"

    "Looking for our pavilion master?"

    The boy was taken aback for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "I don't know how many of them are?"

    Yan Mingli said: "My lord, Yan Mingli, please send a message, I believe Pavilion Master Nalan will meet us!"

    "Okay please wait a moment!" The boy left immediately.

    After a while.

    The young man walked over with a group of cold and arrogant youths.

    The young man pointed at Xiao Yi and the others: "Deacon Ning, they are the ones who came to look for the pavilion master!"

    "Well, you go back first!"

    Deacon Ning waved his hand, raised his chin slightly, and swept his indifferent eyes over Xiao Yi and the others. When he saw Lin Bingxin, he couldn't help but pause, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward and said, "This  Don't know how to address this young lady?"

    Lin Bingxin frowned slightly: "Lin Bingxin!"

    "Lin Bingxin? Heart Ruo Bingqing, it is indeed a good name!"

    Deacon Ning smiled, and shook his hair thinking he was handsome, "Ning Keng is the first-level deacon of Zhenbao Pavilion!"

    There are three classes of deacons in Zhenbao Pavilion.

    The first level is the highest, second only to the pavilion master.

    The second and third grades are next.

    Ning Keng can become a first-level deacon at such an age, he must have a profound background, and he has a bright smile on his face.  Just as he was about to speak, Yan Mingli said: "Little brother, I am the one who is asking to see Pavilion Master Nalan today, I wonder if Pavilion Master Nalan is free now?"

    "What are you? Didn't you see that this deacon was talking to Ms. Lin?" Ning Keng yelled at him, his face showing displeasure.

    Yan Mingli's face changed slightly.

    Ning Keng snorted coldly, and looked at Lin Bingxin with a bright smile on his face: "Miss Lin, you just came to the imperial capital, right? This imperial capital has many interesting places. If you are interested, I can take you there  Turn around!"

    "No need!"

    Lin Bingxin looked at Ning Keng in disgust, shook her head and said.

    Ning Keng still didn't give up, and continued: "Miss Lin"

    Yan Mingli took a deep breath: "Deacon Ning, we have something to find Pavilion Master Nalan, please"

    Snapped!

    Ning Keng turned around and slapped Yan Mingli on the face, and said angrily: "Why are you so ignorant, old man? Didn't you see that the deacon was talking to Miss Lin? Don't pee and look in the mirror,  Look at your own virtue, and still want to meet the Pavilion Master? Are you worthy?"

    "you¡­¡­"

    Yan Mingli's face turned ugly.

    Lin Bingxin's eyes were red. Yan Mingli was not only her master, but also her only relative. She glared at Ning Keng: "Who gave you the right to beat people?"Swish!

    Lin Bingxin raised her slender palm and slapped it towards his face.

    Snapped!

    As soon as Ning Keng raised his hand, he grabbed Lin Bingxin's wrist, and his face showed deep disdain: "I'm giving you face, right? I've seen a lot of women like you. You are a chaste and fierce girl in front of people, but you are not good behind the scenes."  I know what coquettishness looks like. Don't you want to see the pavilion master? As long as you can serve me well, this deacon will definitely arrange for you to meet the pavilion master!"

    He grinned ferociously, his eyes flicked over Lin Bingxin's chest.

    The scarlet tongue licked his lips.

    Just about to poke out that salty pig's hand.

    Only a click was heard.

    The smile on Ning Keng's face suddenly disappeared, first it turned into astonishment, and then was replaced by panic and paleness: "Ah my hand, my hand is broken"

    Ning Keng's whole arm seemed to be broken into several pieces, and it fell to the side powerlessly.

    His face was full of pain.

    Clutching his broken arm, he retreated one after another.

    Xiao Yi looked at him indifferently, and said lightly: "If you dare to move again, I will break your neck!"

    "you you¡­¡­"

    Ning Keng's face turned pale for a while.

    His cultivation was at the peak of the Golden Core Realm anyway, and Xiao Yi broke his arm into several pieces without making a sound. This level of strength must have far surpassed him.

    Ning Keng looked at Xiao Yi vigilantly, with hatred in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said: "You wait for me If you dare to make trouble in my Zhenbao Pavilion, I will let you live or die!"

    Clang clang clang!

    Amidst the sound of gold and iron interlacing, a team of eleven people hurried over.

    The person at the head is a third-level powerhouse in the Dao Tribulation Realm.

    This person is Ning Luo, the deputy head of the Treasure Pavilion in the Imperial Capital, and he is also Nalan Qianqiu's favorite student.

    At the same time, he is also Ning Keng's father!

    "Keng'er, how could it be like this?" Ning Luo looked at Ning Keng's broken arm, his tiger eyes were ferocious.

    Ning Keng looked at Xiao Yi and his party with resentful eyes: "Father, they are the ones who cut off my hands. Take them down for me. I will make the female a plaything in my crotch, and the male will chop it up and take it away."  Feed the dog"

    "Don't worry, dad will never let them go!"

    Ning Luo nodded, looked ferociously at Xiao Yi and his party, and was about to speak when he suddenly saw Yan Mingli among the three.  Can't help showing a touch of surprise, and then turned into ferocity and resentment, "I said, how could anyone dare to make trouble in Zhenbao Pavilion, so it was you? Yan Mingli, you dare to indulge others and break my arm.  You are in pieces!"

    At this moment¡­¡­

    A deep voice made Ning Luo's movements suddenly stagnate: "A dying person still has the intention to tear people into pieces?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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