Who doesn’t want to live a good life?
At this time, dignity and toughness become the most useless things.
Ximen Ting felt that kowtowing was not sincere enough, so he stretched out his hands and slapped his face.
If one is not enough, try two; if two are not enough, try three.
Crackling, working diligently without stopping.
Soon, the face became swollen.
It was so red and swollen that its already ordinary appearance plummeted to the lowest point.
The eldest son of the Ximen family treasures his face, but now, he only cares about his face. Why can't he be thicker and make louder sounds when fighting so that "Su Yuening" can feel his regret and sincerity.
"Junior sister, don't be soft-hearted!"
"That wasn't his attitude when he wanted to kill us."
"He appears to be giving in on the surface, but who knows what he's really thinking? If he has other means, he'd be eager to use them to kill us."
Mao Hu said bluntly.
They caught up with them for no apparent reason and tried to kill them with every move. They were so arrogant that they kept saying all kinds of threats. Now that they can't beat them, they kneel down and beg for mercy without caring how embarrassing it is. What on earth does this mean?
Playing house isn't that easy, is it?
If the world were to become like this, there would be no dead people in the world of immortal cultivation.
Once they can't win, they cry for their parents and regard the enemy as their father...
It’s confusing just thinking about it.
"This is a matter between me and my aunt, don't interfere as an outsider."
Ximen Ting shouted out in dissatisfaction. He glared at Mao Hu, cursing Mao Hu's ancestors for more than ten generations in his heart, and wished he could tear Mao Hu's mouth apart.
Saying those things at this critical juncture is not just about killing him?
No, he can't die, he doesn't want to die.
Death is the end of everything.
He also hoped to inherit the position of patriarch of the Ximen family and enjoy the admiration of the world.
How can you be willing to die here?
Ximen Ting forced a flattering smile, but the pain made his smile look particularly strange.
"Auntie, don't listen to this guy's nonsense. I don't want to kill you. I just want to have some fun with you and get to know you."
"The situation is now in my hands. Who am I? I am just trash."
"Grandma, can you spare my life? I am the eldest son of the Ximen family and have a certain say in the family. After I return, I will make sure that the Ximen family treats you as a guest of honor. In Baicheng, you will be followed everywhere."
"Whatever my aunt wants, my Ximen family will hold it in our hands and hand it over to her."
"Auntie, you..."
"Su Yuening" looked at Ximen Ting's swollen face in surprise.
Even though he was beaten like this, his speech was still so clear.
His talent for words is quite astonishing.
The focus is clear.
Unfortunately, they were all used to take shortcuts.
If he behaves himself, he can probably make a name for himself with his eloquence.
"Don't worry, brother. I know what's going on and I won't be soft-hearted."
"Su Yuening" ignored Ximen Ting and turned to give Mao Hu a reassuring look.
The system naturally understands these principles. Wildfires cannot be extinguished, and they will spring up again with the spring breeze. If you let people go this time, the host will be the one who will be unlucky next time.
People like Ximen Ting are willing to do anything to achieve their goals. Even if you let him go, he will still hold a grudge and hide in the dark, secretly plotting, thinking about how to trip you up and how to take revenge.
Once they seize the opportunity, they will cling to it like an infinitely growing vine.
With such a hidden danger, the system would not be stupid enough to let him survive.
【Lines, fuck him.】
【good.】
Under the control of the system, "Su Yuening" flicked her fingertips slightly and pointed at Ximen Ting.
Floating Fairy Finger.
There were no strange visions in heaven and earth, no terrifying sounds.
There was only a slightly transparent index finger mark.
At an extreme speed, it disappeared into Ximen Ting's body.
Ximen Ting slapped himself, but he didn't expect that "Su Yuening" had no intention of letting him go. She attacked him directly, and he didn't even have time to dodge.
His heart ached, and a warm current touched his face.
He wiped it with his hand, and it was a glaring blood red.
This is his blood.
Where's the blood?
The one at the heart?
He thought of the scene when the ancestor's soul was destroyed.
He didn't even have time to react before he was pierced through the chest.
Then he is probably the same.
Ximen Ting was paralyzed by the pain. He wanted to lower his head to look at the wound on his heart, but he had no strength at all. It seemed as if even the strength to open his eyes had been taken away. He could only close his eyes helplessly.
After a while, he tilted his head and fell silently on the back of the giant eagle.
Death came suddenly, and as his consciousness faded, regret surged over him.
Ultimately, he's too conceited.
In the Baicheng Auction House, when they saw that the number of the Tianzihao private room was not as good as that of the Ximen family, they showed disdain and competed to bid for an auction item. During the bidding, they also said a lot of harsh words in a arrogant manner.
It wouldn't have been a big deal, as the matter was done and he had bought the auction item at a high price, so he could just consider it a lesson. But he was foolish enough to chase the person from high altitude and ended up losing his life.
He was unrestrained and carefree, relying on his relationship with the first family in Baicheng to be an accomplice of the evil. He always treated people with arrogance and did things in a high-profile manner. He never imagined that one day he would kick a tough guy because of such a character and pay the price with his life.
If he could change his blind arrogance, who knows, the outcome might be different.
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