Chapter 200 Black Sheet

"Bandits? Didn't see them."

Ning Qi shook his head.

When Yang Zhiwen heard this, his eyes went dark, and he fainted at Ning Qi's feet.

"I said big brother, it's just right for you to be dizzy."

Ning Qi let out a wry smile, checked his injuries, and extravagantly threw a high-grade rejuvenation pill into his mouth. It didn't take long for Yang Zhiwen to wake up slowly.

"What's wrong with me……"

Yang Zhiwen said in confusion.

"You fainted just now, I happened to know some medical skills, so I cured you."

Ning Qi laughed.

"Ah..." Yang Zhiwen immediately checked the injuries on his body, and found that they were all healed. Although the scars were still there, they no longer hurt!

He hurriedly thanked Ning Qi gratefully: "Thank you, brother, thank you, brother."

"What happened, tell me."

Ning Qi smiled.

An anxious expression appeared on Yang Zhiwen's face, and he said apologetically, "Brother, although I also want to tell you in detail, my sister is in danger. If her innocence is ruined by those robbers, she will definitely commit suicide, so I have to first Go find her! Brother, if I have a chance in the future, I will definitely repay the kindness you received today!"

After speaking, he turned and left in a hurry.

Ning Qi jumped directly on the back of the little white horse and chased after Yang Zhiwen.

Hearing the movement, Yang Zhiwen turned his head to look, and asked in doubt, "Brother, what are you?"

"If you don't tell me, how can I help you?"

Ning Qi laughed.

"Brother, want to help me? That's great!"

Yang Zhiwen was very excited.

Immediately afterwards, he recounted what had happened to him.

It turned out that he and his younger sister Yang Jingjing were both inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect. Some time ago, the Qingyun Sect found a high-quality ore vein, and it seemed that there would be a lot of income, and they could buy many panacea to improve their cultivation. , the people of Baishanzong preemptively occupied it.

Later, the suzerain of Qingyun Sect, also the master of the two of them, a Seven Star Dou Shi personally fought with Baishan Sect.

Afterwards, the members of the Qingyun Sect walked and ran, taking away the few belongings in the sect. Yang Zhiwen went down the mountain with his sister to find another way out. He was robbed by a group of robbers he had never seen before, he was severely injured, and Yang Jingjing was directly taken away.

"After that, I met Xiongtai. By the way, I don't know how to call Xiongtai?"

Yang Zhiwen said.

"My name is Ning Qi. Do you recognize the direction where the bandits left?"

Ning Qi said.

"It should be from here, but when I chased them, I couldn't find them at all."

Yang Zhiwen pointed in a direction, and then said in distress.

"Let's go."

Ning Qi put away the little white horse, carried Yang Zhiwen and flew directly in the direction he was pointing. The Gale Boots given by the Demon Dragon King finally came in handy at this time.

Yang Zhiwen was taken aback, feeling the gust of wind blowing towards his face, he said in shock: "Brother Ning, you, you are actually the fighting king!"

In the Dragon Continent, only the King of Fighters can fly in the air!

Ning Qi smiled without saying a word.

From Yang Zhiwen's point of view, this posture confirmed Ning Qi's identity in his heart. He was overjoyed that his sister was saved!

After about a cup of tea, Yang Zhiwen suddenly said: "The frontier is the boundary of the Baishan sect, and those bandits should not dare to come here."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Ning Qi's cultivation base is countless times higher than his, and his eyesight is also countless times better than his. Early on, he saw a group of people talking about something not far away, and there seemed to be a woman who was struggling non-stop.

"Is your sister seven feet tall, slender, sweet-looking, with a mole on the corner of her mouth?"

Ning Qi asked suddenly.

When Yang Zhiwen heard this, he was stunned: "How did Brother Ning know?"

"That's it, we found them."

Ning Qi took Yang Zhiwen to a tree near the group of people, which happened to be the blind spot of their sight, only two of them could see them, but they couldn't see them.

Yang Zhiwen said excitedly, "That's my sister."

"Don't worry, let's see what they are going to do. It doesn't look like an ordinary robbery."

Ning Qi whispered.

Yang Zhiwen was not so patient at first, but he thought that Ning Qi was a fighting king, and he was better than the rest of them, so he listened to Ning Qi and calmed down.

"Master Zhang Jing, this is the woman you want. I brought you what I want."

A group of horse bandits, the middle-aged man who looked like the leader grabbed Yang Jingjing and smiled at the group of people standing not far from him.

There were about seven or eight people in that group, and they seemed to be dominated by the young man in the middle of eighteen or nineteen.

This person's cultivation base is not very high, a four-star fighter, and the rest's cultivation ranges from one star to three stars.

Zhang Jing looked at Yang Jingjing salivatingly, and signaled to his subordinates, who immediately threw a black bag at the bandit leader, who opened it and smiled with satisfaction: "Master Zhang Jing is indeed a reputable person, as promised , if you still have such good things in the future, come to me again, I will leave this woman to you, and Master Zhang Jing can enjoy it slowly, hahaha."

As he spoke, he pushed Yang Jingjing towards Zhang Jing's direction.

Yang Jingjing is a two-star Doushi, but she didn't know what medicine was given by the bandit leader. At this moment, she was so weak that she didn't look like a Doushi at all. With a light push from him, she staggered towards Zhang Jing.

"Miss Yang, be careful, I will feel bad if you break it."

Zhang Jing hurriedly stepped forward to support Yang Jingjing, and said with a lewd smile.

Yang Jingjing let out a terrified scream: "Don't touch me! Don't touch me! I'm a disciple of Qingyun Sect, please let me go, or my master won't let you go, he is a seven-star fighter!"

"Hahaha! The Qingyun Sect is now falling apart, and your master has long since died. Miss Yang, you can be my woman at ease in the future. I, Zhang Jing, will never treat you badly."

Zhang Jing laughed proudly.

"Yes, my young master will definitely pamper you."

"If you follow my young master, you just wait to enjoy the blessings, otherwise your Qing Yunzong's enemies will come to you in the future, and no one will protect you!"

Zhang Jing's men laughed loudly.

"How do you know that my master is dead? Ah! You, you are the youngest son of the Patriarch of the Baishan sect!"

Yang Jingjing finally found out what was wrong and recognized Zhang Jing's true identity.

"Hahaha, if you know that I am the youngest son of the Patriarch Baishan, you will know what benefits I have! Don't worry, I will love you the most!"

Zhang Jing laughed wildly.

Seeing this, Yang Zhiwen said angrily: "It turned out to be the youngest son of the Patriarch of the Baishan Sect, Zhang Jing! He usually looks like an upright gentleman, and he is also very talented. I didn't expect him to be so dirty behind the scenes! Brother Ning, please help!" My sister!"

Seeing that Zhang Jing's hands started to become irregular, Yang Zhiwen couldn't help it.