Ning Pavilion?

Xin Lin was curious as to whom he wanted to contact to rescue the soldiers, but when she heard about Ningguan, she was even more confused.

She and her brother-in-law have lived in the Southeast for so long, and haven't heard of any friends with the surname Ning.

On the contrary, the faces of Huang Zhong and Si Rou changed.

"Wind breath, as for you, such a trivial matter, you must go to the elder's house!"

Sweat came from Huang Zhong's forehead.

"This Ning Pavilion, isn't it Old Ning?"

Si Rou opened her mouth wide, her face full of disbelief.

A small city bureau, actually knows people from Ningguan?

Earlier, she dared to speak loudly, and she also recognized that there was no one.

Such flat-headed people are not allowed to be ravaged by their family.

"Which Ning Pavilion can be there. But it may not be Ning that he has contacted."

Huang Zhong also looked inexplicable, this is the straight line of Ning Pavilion, and Feng Xi can directly get the straight line of Ning Pavilion.

As the seniority of the elder's house, Ning has not been out for many years. From the age of Feng Xi, it is even more unlikely that he has anything to do with Ning.

Maybe, he just had friendship with a certain young master in Ningguan.

He must be trying to scare himself.

After all, the second son of Ningguan was still the second in command of the Chinese imperial capital.

Huang Zhong comforted himself.

However, the second son was a vigorous and resolute master, and he was notoriously difficult to get close to, and Feng Qi couldn't have a relationship with him.

Although Huang Zhong was backed by the Si family, he was only the son-in-law of the Si family. Compared with the direct line of Ningguan, he was always inferior.

But the next sentence, Feng Xi's words hit Huang Zhong's face severely.

"I'm looking for Ning Chen."

Ning Chen, a name that made the Chinese military and political circles tremble.

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

"Are you looking for? Are you looking for a master?"

Obviously, the other party hadn't heard anyone calling his master's name directly for a long time.

"Who are you? Have you made an appointment?"

At the level of Ning Chen's existence, even if some domestic officials call, they still have to make an appointment.

However, since the other party knew Ning Guan's straight line, he would have some identity, and the other party's tone was still very polite.

"Tell him, my name is Ning Fengxi."

The wind said solemnly.

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

"Ning... please wait a moment."

On the other side of the phone, someone was running quickly.

Ning Fengxi?

Huang Zhonghu's eyes were round, and Si Rou was also dumbfounded.

"Your surname is Ning?"

Huang Zhong looked at the wind with a new look.

"Ning Fengxi?"

Ye Lingyue murmured.

In the last life, Feng Xi was indeed surnamed Ning.

But what is the origin of this Ning Pavilion?

Looking at the reaction of Huang Zhong and his wife, I'm afraid it has a lot to come.

"Ning Pavilion?"

Xiwu and Zhanhen also looked incredible.

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

"The 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 persuaded.

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

Ning Fengxi had no room for discussion.

Si Jia is aggressive, even if things are calming down this time, he will inevitably make trouble for Xin Lin in the future.

Xin Lin will stay here for another five months, and he can no longer let her be wronged.

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

What did Xin Lin think of, is it possible that she...

"You finally inherited your own surname Ning. I thought you would never turn to the Ning family for help in your entire life."

There was finally an answer on the other end of the phone.

The old man's voice is majestic and powerful.

Even if there is a difference of tens of thousands of miles across the phone, you can still guess that at the end of the phone, the standing old man must be full of authority.

"Ning Chen, I am making this call, just to ask you a question."

Ning Fengxi listened to the voice of the most familiar stranger on the other end of the phone. His tone was steady without any emotion. His tone was like he was reporting on official business.

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

Huang Zhong was almost not scared to death by Ning Fengxi. This guy was crazy and dared to call Ning Lao by his name.

In China, anyone who dared to call the other's name directly would either enter the coffin or be in a high position at the peak.

When I saw Ning Chen, my father-in-law called out Brother Ning.

"A member of the Si family? How can you be with Ning Fengxi?"

Lao Ning's tone was calm, obviously he was accustomed to Ning Fengxi's rudeness.

"Elder Si, it's nothing big, but Si Rou's niece was cheated and injured at the Dalongshan base. Xiao Wu is Si Qingshan's daughter, her mother is Monica, and her fiance is King Qin."

Lest Ning Lao didn't know the seriousness of the situation, Huang Zhong reported a string of names.

These names are well-known in the demon hunting world.

Even Ning Lao couldn't ignore it.

"Si Qingwu, right, I've heard this name, and said it is the best newcomer in the demon hunting world this year. Someone in China can actually hurt her?"

Old Ning's brain circuit is also strange. What he immediately thought of was not that Si Qingwu was beaten seriously, but that the person who injured Si Qingwu had good strength.

"Old Ning, the man used poison and despicable means, so we plan to expel her. But the situation is that he disagrees with Ning Ju. He is willing to protect him and call you. The younger generation knows that Old Ning handles affairs and always enforces the law impartially."

Huang Zhong started flattering along the phone line.

He has also stayed in Ganning Province for several years, and this mountainous area is also bored.

Although the Si family agreed that he will definitely be promoted in the past two years, but if Ning Lao appreciates him again, he will surely be able to make progress after returning to the imperial capital.

"I'll say it again, I don't use poison."

Xin Lin was not convinced.

She doesn't care what Ning Guan Ning is old, she only knows that she can never be wronged in vain.

"Xin Lin, leave it to my uncle."

Feng Xi waved his hand to signal Xin Lin not to say more.

"Uncle? Xin...Kid, you, how old are you this year?"

On the other side of the phone, Ning Lao's voice suddenly became higher.

He seemed to be a little excited, and he bumped into something.

"How old am I, it's your ass."

Xin Lin said casually.

"Unreasonable!"

Old Ning was confronted one after another, and his mood was very bad.

"Ning Chen, I'll just ask you, if spiritual power is suppressed and cannot gather spirits, what other ways besides poisoning?"

Ning Fengxi seemed to have not heard Ning's words.

"There is demon power."

Ning Chen said solemnly.

"Monster!"

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Xin Lin.

"Old man, don't talk nonsense, I am a human, and everyone present can prove it."

Xin Lin was anxious.

"This matter needs to be investigated, thanks to Ning for advice."

Huang Zhong sneered.

If this girl really possesses demon power, it is not as simple as being expelled.

Even Ning Fengxi, as his guardian, can't get rid of the relationship.

Having said that, Huang Zhong looked at Warscar, and warscar understood that he was about to take down Xin Lin.

"Ning Chen, she is sixteen this year, she is Ningbei's daughter."

Bang--

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

"What are you talking about? She is... She is the child? Ning Fengxi, didn't you mean that she was already dead?"

Ning Chen's voice suddenly became higher.

"For the Ning family, she is dead a long time ago. But for my Fengxi, she has been alive."

After Ning Fengxi finished speaking, he looked at Xin Lin.

Xin Lin didn't understand the meaning of wind.

"Ning Chen, it's really ironic. The child of a woman you look down on is the only one who inherited your talent."

Fengxi smiled bitterly.

"The spiritual power of the dark? She? The child? Hahahaha! God bless China, my Ning family has a descendant."

On the other end of the phone, Ning Chen laughed.

Dark spiritual power.

Ning's words are like thunder.The faces of the acquaintances present suddenly changed.

"What dark spirit?"

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

"Husband, isn't this girl from the Ning family?"

Si Rou also knew a little about it. She was not a member of the demon hunting world, and she didn't know anything about it.

"The dark spirit can suppress spiritual power, and even swallow spiritual power, I have forgotten this."

Xi Wu muttered to herself, she looked at Xin Lin with some envy.

Unexpectedly, this female student, who looked like she had no talent, actually had such a talented talent.

"What is the Dark Spirit?"

Ji Wuyou was also curious, taking a look at Xin Lin.

"Don't ask me, I have always been a scumbag."

Xin Lin spread his hands.

Until Xi Jiuye on the side couldn't help but say.

"There are many kinds of auras. The spirit of the five elements is only the most common division. In addition, there are some other very rare spirits, such as the spirit of light, the spirit of darkness, the spirit of time, the spirit of the sky, the spirit of wind, etc. But because few people who can perceive these spirits fly, for beginners, it is almost impossible to teach knowledge other than the spirit of the five elements."

Xi Jiuye knew about the existence of these small auras because of a lot of research.

Demon hunters who have the talent of niche spirits are very precious resources.

But there are pros and cons to the niche spirits. The advantage is that because they are scarce, they are highly valued.

The disadvantage is that the minor spirits are too scarce, so the methods of cultivation are limited.

Like the cultivation of the Dark Spirit, there has been no one in the entire Chinese country except Ning Chen for hundreds of years.

None of Ning Chen's sons and daughters inherited this talent.

Unexpectedly, Xin Lin actually has this talent.

"Xin Lin was able to suppress Si Qingwu's spiritual power because she was carrying a dark spirit."

Ning Fengxi finally said.

"My child, my dear granddaughter, are you in Dalongshan? Come and see Grandpa in the Imperial City, let Grandpa take a good look at you."

After a few laughs, Boss Ning grabbed the microphone, looking eager to see through.

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 Ning Lao relatives. After all, it was the Ning family who forced Xin Lin's parents to death.

Obviously, Ning Lao didn't think so.

Old Ning was stunned for a while, his temples suddenly jumped twice.

"Ning Fengxi, you are a shame, dare to hang up Laozi!"