883 If someone offends me, cut the grass and root (9)

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"Sure enough, if the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, the son is an animal, so I must be inferior to an animal?"

The whole living room fell into a dead silence.

Even the sobbing of the eldest lady stopped.

Ning Hai and other servants of the Ning family all looked at Mu Yan and Ning Zongxiang in shock, not daring to let out the air.

Ning Zongxiang's face changed from gentle and pampering to a little twisted, and turned into anger and anger, "You, have the courage to say it again!"

"Say it again? Which sentence did you say? Are you a shameless fat pig like your son? Or are you not as good as a beast?" Mu Yan smiled, "I can tell you whatever you want to hear. You listen to it."

"Bitch, you are courting death!!"

Ning Zongxiang finally couldn't help it, and the spiritual energy in his hand suddenly condensed into a fireball, attacking Muyan fiercely.

This move is the Ning Family's Flaming Fist, which Ning Yuqing also used.

However, compared to the embroidered pillow of Ning Yuqing's Flame Fist, Ning Zongxiang's Flame Fist is a real flame burning, unstoppable.

The speed of Mu Yan's retreat was already very fast.

Immediately, he also used water spiritual power to block the flame attack.

But the water spirit power she condensed was instantly evaporated by the flames.

And her clothes and hair were also burned by the flames.

"Miss!!" Wei Zi screamed and wanted to pounce, but was caught by Ning Hai.

Wei Zi cried, "Miss, are you alright?"

At the same time, dozens of elites from the Ning family rushed in from outside and surrounded Muyan.

Each of these people's cultivation level is above the eighth level of body forging, and even a few of them have reached the third level of inedia.

Muyan glanced at the burnt hole in her clothes, then she stroked her hair, and looked at Ning Zongxiang with a blank expression.

And Ning Zongxiang has calmed down at this time.

The ferocious anger on his face faded away, and the aloof and calmness reappeared.

"Jun Muyan, your talent is indeed top-notch, but if you want to fight me, it's just a cockroach shaking the tree, and there's no chance of winning."

"What's more, this is my Ning family, and my people are all inside and outside. Do you think you can run away if you disobey me?"

Muyan slowly tore the scorched bits of hair from her hair before looking at Ning Zongxiang and said, "You want to keep me, not just to marry me as the Seventh Lady, right?"

Ning Zongxiang's pupils shrank for a while.

Mu Yan laughed lightly, and turned her hand, and an inconspicuous old guqin appeared in her hand.

"Want my violin?"

Seeing this qin appearing out of thin air, Ning Zongxiang's eyes were almost ablaze with fire.

Yes, after learning that his son-in-law was killed, Ning Zongxiang was really angry and wanted to tear the murderer to pieces.

In Ning Zongxiang's eyes, Ning Yuqing was just a stupid pig, but he was his own son, and he had a good talent.

Ning Zongxiang spent a lot of resources to train Ning Yuqing and planned to send him to participate in the sect selection.

If you can enter a sect like Li Huozong, the Ning family may be able to go to another level.

Unexpectedly, the son he finally cultivated was killed by a woman.

How could Ning Zongxiang not hate it?

However, soon, he heard the narration of the surviving guards in Tianxiang Tower.

That woman saw that her cultivation was only at the ninth rank, but she was able to beat the guards and Ning Dashao, who was at the seventh rank of Bigu, without any strength to fight back.

The reason is that she has a mysterious guqin in her hand.

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