"Song Yunfeng, I finally know that saying you are an animal is an insult to the word "beast"!" Ning Xinjing cursed gritted her teeth. This man had a good skin, but his heart was so dirty and perverted that it was hard to describe!

"What should be said is almost the same. Now, it is time to start implementing my perfect plan." Song Yunfeng gently uttered this sentence, and then stretched out his palm towards Ning Xinjing from afar.

Song Yunfeng's palm was very white, just like a woman's hand. He stretched out his hand, but his body began to slowly float towards Ning Xinjing. His speed was very slow, but Ning Xinjing, a few meters away, suddenly found that he could not move at all, so he could only watch as Song Yunfeng approached her at an extremely slow speed.

This was like the slow motion of the movie, but it put a lot of pressure on Ning Xinjing. She tried hard to break free, but she soon discovered that no matter what she did, it had no effect, and even she could not even speak.

"Now, do you know?" Song Yunfeng slowly approached Ning Xinjing and spoke again: "Whether it was twelve years ago or now, in front of me, you are still so weak. Your destiny was destined at the moment of your birth and could never be changed."

Although Song Yunfeng's speed was very slow, the distance between him and Ning Xinjing was not far. After a few minutes, his hand was finally less than a foot away from Ning Xinjing. At this moment, Song Yunfeng suddenly accelerated and his right hand rushed towards Ning Xinjing's chest like lightning. Ning Xinjing's extremely striking and towering part seemed to be Song Yunfeng's target!

For a moment, Ning Xinjing was anxious. She wanted to tear Song Yunfeng into pieces, and she wanted to hit her head to death without being insulted. However, she still couldn't move and could do nothing.

But just as Song Yunfeng was about to touch her, Ning Xinjing suddenly discovered that Song Yunfeng's hateful ugly face suddenly retreated at a rapid speed. Almost at the same time, she felt her waist tightening, and a familiar manly smell also penetrated into her nostrils.

Subconsciously turning her head, Ning Xinjing saw a familiar face, a face that was not particularly handsome but extremely comfortable to look at. At this moment, this face gave her a different sense of security, previous resentment, sadness, tension, etc., and this moment seemed to suddenly disappear. In an instant, she returned to a calmness, a calmness that could not change her face even if she collapsed before.

"My woman is not something you can touch." A faint voice rang out at this moment.

At this moment, Song Yunfeng's face, which was originally confident and even smiling, became gloomy in an instant, as if he was eating top-notch food but suddenly ate a fly.

Looking at the visitor coldly, more than ten seconds later, a smile suddenly appeared on Song Yunfeng's face. He was very happy and satisfied. His voice was still full of magnetic: "I guess, you are Xiao Ge, right?"

The person who came was naturally Xiao Ge. He glanced at Song Yunfeng, then turned to look at Ning Xinjing who was hugged by him, and asked, "Is this the idiot who made you scratch the face?"

"It's him." Ning Xinjing nodded slightly, "His name is Song Yunfeng, Qianlong's earliest envoy of the Dragon, and he is also the core child of the Song family in the capital."

Xiao Ge suddenly understood why Ning Xinjing had not been able to take revenge for more than ten years after joining the Dark Sword, because with Song Yunfeng's identity, even Jianhen himself would have no choice but to do anything to him.

"A mere early stage of foundation building?" Song Yunfeng spoke again, "Li Yuntian can actually die in your hands. Such a waste is really worth dying."

"Do you want to know how he died?" Xiao Ge finally looked at Song Yunfeng, "Then come with me!"

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ge hugged Ning Xinjing and ran forward quickly.

Song Yunfeng smiled faintly and followed calmly. Obviously, he didn't take Xiao Ge seriously at all. In his eyes, Ning Xinjing was still in his pocket.

As night fell, two black shadows quickly shuttled over the capital, one in front and one behind, heading straight out of the city.

Xiao Ge did not use teleportation, so his speed was naturally not very fast. Song Yunfeng, who had been following behind without any effort, naturally felt that he was sure to win.

And when Xiao Ge finally stopped, they were already above the Great Wall.

The cold wind was howling, but Xiao Ge's voice was still clearly heard: "Two years ago, Li Yuntian died here. Since you are all Dragon Messengers, I will find you the same place to bury your bones."

"Is it up to you?" Song Yunfeng had a strong disdain in his tone. "Xiao Ge, with your poor cultivation, you actually want to kill me? If you didn't want you to see Ning Xinjing tactfully beneath me, you are already a dead person now."

"Do you know? Just what you said just now has declared your death." Xiao Ge said slowly, then turned to look at Ning Xinjing, "If I kill him, will you blame me?"

Ning Xinjing shook her head gently: "Although I wish I could kill him with my own hands, I know I can't do it. So, if you can help me kill something worse than this beast, I will still be grateful to you."

"This, do you really want to kill him with your own hands?" Xiao Ge looked at Ning Xinjing very seriously, "If you really want it, I will let you achieve your wish."

"I have always wanted to kill him with my own hands and use his head to pay tribute to my parents, but this is really too difficult. He is a member of the Immortal Sect, and I am just an ancient martial artist. I will never be able to step into the Immortal Sect, let alone kill him." Ning Xinjing whispered, with a little helplessness in her tone and a little unwilling to let alone kill her enemies. It was a pity for her after all.

"I promise, you will kill him with your own hands." Xiao Ge said slowly.

"As the saying goes, the ignorant is fearless, Xiao Ge, this sentence is really suitable for you." Song Yunfeng shook his head and sighed, "I really want to know why you are so confident that you can let Ning Xinjing kill me?"

"Make a bet, dare?" Xiao Ge looked at Song Yunfeng and asked lazily.

"How to bet?" Song Yunfeng asked lightly.

"It's very simple. I bet on Qingming Festival more than two months later. Xin Jing will kill you with his own hands and then put your head in front of her parents' grave." Xiao Ge said calmly: "How about it? Do you dare to bet?"

Song Yunfeng showed a sarcastic smile on his face: "Xiao Ge, do you think I will be fooled with such a simple delaying plan?"
Chapter completed!