Chapter 6545

Ning Guan?

Xinlin is curious, uncle in the end to contact who to move to rescue soldiers, can listen to what Ning Guan, she is confused.

She and uncle have lived in Southeast China for so long, and have not heard that uncle has any friends surnamed Ning?

However, Huang Zhong and Si Rou's face changed.

"Feng Xi, you must go to the Presbyterian for such a trivial matter."

Sweat came from Huang Zhong's forehead.

"This Ning Pavilion is not Ning Lao?"

Si Rou opens her mouth wide and looks unbelievable.

A small city council, actually know the people of Ningguan?

Earlier, she dared to make a lot of remarks, but also recognized that the wind is no one.

This kind of ordinary people is not allowed to be trampled by their families.

"Which Ning hall can there be. But he may not be in touch with ninglao. "

Huang Zhong is also inexplicable. This is the straight line of Ning Guan. Feng Xi can get the straight line of Ning Guan directly.

As an old seniority in the Presbyterian, ninglao has not been out and about for years. Judging from the age of Fengxi, it is even more impossible for him to have anything to do with him.

Maybe, he just has friendship with some young master in Ning Guan.

He must be trying to scare himself.

To sum up, the second son of Ningguan is still the second leader of the imperial capital of China.

Huang Zhong comforts himself.

However, the second childe is a vigorous and resolute master, and he is known to be hard to get close to, and Feng Xi can't get on with him.

Although Huang Zhong has the support of the Si family, he is only the son-in-law of the Si family. Compared with the direct lineage of Ningguan, Huang Zhong is worse.

But the next sentence, the wind breath words hit Huang Zhong's face hard.

"I'm looking for Ning Chen."

Ningchen, a name that makes the military and political circles of China shudder.

On the other end of the phone, there was a moment of silence.

"Are you looking for it? Are you looking for the master

Obviously, the other party has not heard anyone calling his master's name for a long time.

"Who are you, please? Is there an appointment? "

To ningchen's level of existence, even if some of the domestic officials call, but also to make an appointment.

However, since the other party knows the straight line of Ning Guan, he wants to have some identity, and the tone of the other party is still very polite.

"Tell him my name is Ning Fengxi."

The wind is silent.

There was another silence, and soon, there was shortness of breath.

"Ning Just a moment, please

At the other end of the phone, someone was running fast.

Calm the wind?

Huang Zhonghu's eyes stare round, and Si Rou on one side is also stunned.

"Is your surname Ning?"

Huang Zhong looks at the wind with a new look.

"Do you prefer wind to rest?"

Ye Lingyue whispered.

In my last life, Feng Xi was really Ning.

But what is the origin of Ning Guan?

Seeing Huang Zhong's reaction, I'm afraid there is a lot to come.

"Ning Guan?"

The night fog and the battle mark are also incredible.

They had dealt with Feng Xi earlier, but they didn't know that he actually had contact with Ning Guan.

"Wind situation, there is no need to involve senior Ning in this matter. If you feel that the punishment is unfair, you can discuss it again."

Xiwu advised.

"You are wrong. Only Ning Lao can solve this matter."

Ningfengxi has no room for discussion.

The Si family is aggressive, even if this time, it will be hard to avoid Xinlin in the future.

Xinlin will stay here for another five months. He can't let her suffer any more.

"Uncle, is your surname Ning? What about me? "

What does Xinlin think of? Is it hard for her to do so

"You've finally got your own surname Ning. I don't think you'll ever turn to the Ning family for help."

On the other end of the line, there was an answer.

The voice of the old man is dignified and powerful.

Even if it is across the phone, the difference is one hundred and eight thousand miles, still can be guessed, the other end of the phone, the old man standing must be full of prestige.

"Ning Chen, I'm calling just to ask you a question."

Ning Fengxi listens to the voice of the most familiar stranger on the other end of the phone. His tone is smooth and has no feelings. The tone is like he is reporting official business.

"You and you are too bold, Ning Lao, I am Huang Zhong. The son-in-law of the Si family, "

Huang Zhong was almost scared to death by Ning Fengxi. This guy is crazy and dare to call Ning Lao's name.

In China, those who dare to call each other's names are either in the coffin or in the highest position.

His father-in-law, met Ning Chen will call a big brother Ning.

"The family secretary? How can you be with Ning Fengxi? "Rather the old tone is gentle, obviously for Ning Feng Xi's impoliteness is used to.

"Mr. Si, it's no big deal. It's just that Si Rou's niece was cheated and injured in DALONGSHAN base. Xiaowu is Si Qingshan's daughter. Her mother is Monica and her fiance is king Qin. "

For fear that Ning Lao didn't know the seriousness of the situation, Huang Zhong gave a list of names.

These names are famous in the demon hunting world.

Even if it is rather old, it can not be ignored.

"Si Qingwu, right? I've heard of this name. It's said that she is the best among the new people in the demon hunting world. How can someone in China hurt her? "

Ning old brain circuit is also clear, he first thought is not Si Qingwu was hit seriously, but that injured Si Qingwu, strength is not vulgar.

"Ning Lao, that person used poison, mean, so we plan to fire her. But the wind Bureau, is rather the Bureau, he does not agree, he has the heart to protect, also called you. The younger generation knows that it is better to handle affairs with fairness. "

Huang Zhongshun began to flatter on the phone line.

He has been in Ganning province for several years, and he is tired of staying in this corner of the mountain.

Although the Secretary's family promised that he would be promoted in the past two years, if Ning Lao appreciated him again, he would be able to make great progress when he returned to the imperial capital.

"I repeat, I didn't use poison."

Xin Lin didn't agree with him.

She doesn't care what Ning Guan Ning is old. She only knows that she can't be wronged in vain.

"Xinlin, give it to my uncle."

The wind waved his hand to signal Xin Lin not to say more.

"Uncle? Xin How old are you, son? "

At the other end of the phone, Ning Lao's voice rose abruptly.

He seems to be a little excited, but also hit something.

"It's none of your business how old I am."

Xin Lin said carelessly.

"That's not true!"

Ninglao was contradicted one after another, and was in a bad mood.

"Ning Chen, I would like to ask you, if the spiritual power is suppressed and cannot gather spirits, what other methods can be used besides poison?"

Ning Feng Xi seems to have not heard the words of Ning Lao.

"And Demon power."

Ning Chen said in a deep voice.

"Demon power!"

All people's eyes, suddenly looked at Xin Lin.

"Don't talk nonsense, old man. I'm a human being, and everyone here can prove it."

Xin Lin was short of breath.

"This matter still needs to be investigated carefully. Thank you for your advice."

Huang Zhong sneered.

If the girl is really possessed of Demon power, it is not so simple to be expelled.

Even Ning Fengxi, as his guardian, could not get rid of the relationship.

After that, Huang Zhong looked at the battle mark, and the battle mark understood it and wanted to take Xinlin.

"Ningchen, she is sixteen this year. She is the daughter of ningbei."

Bang -

there is a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

"What are you talking about? She is Is she the child? Ning Fengxi, didn't you say she was dead long ago? "

Ning Chen's voice rose abruptly.

"For the Ning family, she died long ago. But for me, she's been alive. "

After Ning Feng Xi finished speaking, he looked at Xin Lin.

Xin Lin didn't understand the meaning of the wind.

"Ning Chen, it's really ironic that the child of a woman you don't look up to is the only one among all who has inherited your talent."

The wind laughs bitterly.

"Dark power? She? The kid? Ha ha ha ha! God bless China. I'd rather have a descendant in my family. "

On the other end of the phone, Ning Chen burst out laughing.

The spiritual power of darkness.

Ning old words, like thunder landing. The faces of acquaintances at the scene suddenly changed.

"What dark spirit?"

Si Qingwu didn't understand why everyone changed their faces.

"Husband, this wench can't be Ning family person?"

She is not a demon hunter. She is not clear about some things.

"The spirit of darkness can suppress and even devour spiritual power. I forgot that."

The evening mist murmured to herself, she looked at Xin Lin with some envy.

I didn't expect that the female student who didn't have talent had such a natural talent.

"What is the spirit of darkness?"

Ji Wuyou is also curious and looks at Xinlin.

"Don't ask me, I've always been a loser."

Xin Lin stands out.

Until one side of Xi nine night can not help but say.

"There are many kinds of aura. The spirit of the five elements is only the most popular one. In addition, there are other very rare spirits, such as the spirit of light, the spirit of darkness, the spirit of time, the spirit of space, the spirit of wind, etc. But because the people who can perceive these spirits fly less, so for beginners, they will hardly impart knowledge beyond the spirit of the five elements. "Xi Jiuye knew the existence of these niche spirits only because he dabbled a lot.

The demon hunter with the talent of a small number of spirits is a very precious resource.

However, there are also advantages and disadvantages of the minority spirits. The advantage is that they are rare, so they are highly valued.

The disadvantage is that the minority spirits are too few, so the cultivation methods are limited.

For example, there is no one in the whole kingdom of China, except Ning Chen, for hundreds of years.

Even Ning Chen's sons and daughters, none of them inherited this talent.

I didn't expect that Xin Lin had such a talent.

"Xinlin can suppress the spiritual power of siqingwu because she has the spirit of darkness."

Ning Feng Xi finally said.

"My son, my granddaughter, are you in DALONGSHAN? Come and see your grandfather in the capital and let him have a good look at you. "

Ning Lao laughs a few times, then grabs the microphone, a face of impenetrable appearance.

The phone was hung up.

Ning Fengxi made this call just to let Ning Chen, a tool man, be a witness, but he didn't want to recognize relatives with Ning Lao. After all, it was Ning family who forced Xin Lin's parents to death.

Obviously, Ning doesn't think so.

Ning laoleng for a long time, temple suddenly jumped two times.

"Ningfengxi, you are a bad son. You dare to hang up with me!"

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