NOVEL WEB Chapter 39 Death of Ning Rongrong! (The Holy Mother is not allowed to enter)
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
A series of muffled sounds sounded, and the silver streamers all hit Qin Shiyuan accurately.
It's not that Qin Shiyuan can't hide, but there's no need to hide.
If he remembered correctly, this should be one of the hidden weapons created by Tang San, Zhuge Liannu.
This kind of weapon, which operates solely on mechanical power, is fine against mid- to low-level soul masters.
If he really encountered a high-level soul master, he would probably be nothing more than scrap metal.
Just like now, he didn't even use his soul power, but these arrows still couldn't break the defense of his body.
Seeing that Qin Shiyuan was fine, a hint of vague disappointment flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.
But when he raised his head and met Qin Shiyuan's eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile, his heart suddenly sank, and he secretly thought something was wrong.
"Rongrong! Run!"
Without any warning, Ning Fengzhi suddenly roared at Ning Rongrong.
Immediately afterwards, his body rushed towards Qin Shiyuan in mid-air.
"Rongrong! Run to the mountains quickly, daddy will help you hold him down!"
Ning Fengzhi's tone was extremely decisive. In order for Ning Rongrong to escape, he decisively gave up his incomplete life.
"Haha, it's really touching!"
"However, in the eyes of Sect Master Ning, is Qin such a murderous person?"
Seeing Ning Fengzhi's reaction, Qin Shiyuan spread his hands innocently.
But then, his face suddenly changed, as if he were flipping through a book.
This time, there was no trace of the joking in his smiling expression.
"Don't be impatient. I want to chat with Miss Ning a few more words. Just wait."
As he spoke, he waved his hand casually, and Ning Fengzhi, who was rushing towards him, was slapped away with a palm without any suspense.
It wasn't until he backed up a few meters that he suddenly fell to the ground from mid-air.
"dad!"
Ning Rongrong's heart skipped a beat, and she was about to rush towards the place where Ning Fengzhi fell.
Unexpectedly, Qin Shiyuan's figure stopped directly in front of her.
"Don't worry, I was very measured in my actions. If I don't want him to die yet, then he will never die."
He smiled, lowered his eyes and looked at Ning Rongrong, and asked in an unserious manner.
"When you attacked me just now, didn't you ask your father first why I cut off his arm?"
"I don't care why! If you hurt my father, I'm going to kill you."
Upon hearing Qin Shiyuan's question, Ning Rongrong answered without any hesitation, with a face full of matter-of-factness.
"Oh? Does that mean there is no reason?"
When Qin Shiyuan heard this, he was not annoyed and still looked cheerful.
"Okay, actually I think you're right."
"I'm just like you. I didn't have any reason to kill your father. I just killed him if I wanted to."
"you!"
Only then did Ning Rongrong realize that Qin Shiyuan was playing tricks on her, and she became furious.
The Zhuge Liantuo in his hand quickly wound up, pointed it at Qin Shiyuan, and struck with another round of arrows.
"Oh, why do you keep coming and going like this? It's so boring!"
Seeing this situation, Qin Shiyuan waved his sleeves and brushed away all the cold arrows.
But when he saw that Ning Rongrong was unwilling to give up and wanted to wind the string again to give him another round, the expression on his face suddenly became impatient.
"It's not over yet! That's all. Since it's so boring, let's get on the road as soon as possible."
With that said, Qin Shiyuan looked at Ning Fengzhi who had just climbed up from the pit.
As if the God of Death was issuing a death notice, his tone was slow and cold.
"Ning Fengzhi, since your daughter is so disobedient, I have no choice but to let her go ahead of you!"
"Don't blame me, haha, if you want to blame, just blame yourself for not being disciplined!"
"Chengying!"
With a soft shout, the Chengying Sword suddenly flew out of the Jiuyuan Sword Box at high speed.
"When I slashed your face before, Chengying blamed himself for not being able to kill you."
"Now, let's make up for the previous regrets."
With that said, Qin Shiyuan waved his sword finger, and the Chengying Sword turned into a silver-white lightning and stabbed straight into Ning Rongrong's body.
"do not want!"
Ning Fengzhi, who had just woken up from dizziness, saw this scene, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.
He seemed to be using all his strength, and roared at Ning Rongrong, who was at a loss, with the loudest voice he had ever made in his life.
"Rongrong, get out of the way!"
However, Ning Rongrong is now only in the fourth ring, and Qin Shiyuan's sword cannot stop even the titled Douluo.
How could she escape?
Qin Shiyuan didn't even use his soul skill, and the light and agile Shadow Bearing Sword arrived in front of Ning Rongrong in less than half a second, as if teleporting.
Looking at the long sword that was less than an inch away from his chest, Ning Rongrong was unable to react at all in such a short period of time.
I can only watch helplessly, watching the tip of the sword pierce the skin and pierce the flesh...
Finally, the sword emerged from the other side of her body.
The sword was still white, but it was firmly stuck in her body, causing her endless pain.
"what!!!"
"It hurts! Dad! Help me! I hurt so much!!!"
It seems that only by experiencing pain personally can this extremely proud princess understand what fear is!
Unfortunately, I understand now that it is too late, too late...
"No! Rongrong!"
When Ning Fengzhi saw this, his eyes were filled with tears. He quickly stood up and wanted to hug his daughter, whose face was full of pain.
But at this moment, the Yingying Sword stuck in Ning Rongrong's body suddenly rose into the air.
In a panic, Ning Fengzhi slipped with the sole of his foot and was completely thrown away. He could only watch Ning Rongrong getting further and further away from him.
"No! Qin Jianjiu! No! Lord Qin!"
"Master Qin! Let me beg you! Please let Rongrong go! She! She is still a child!"
Turning to look at Qin Shiyuan who was controlling the sword, Ning Fengzhi had tears streaming down his face.
The arrogance he had before was gone, and all that was left was his constant pleading.
"Oh? You want me to let her go?"
Qin Shiyuan, who was standing with his hands behind his back in mid-air, showed no mercy at all, and the emotion in his tone was extremely cold.
"It's not impossible to let her go..."
"Really!"
Ning Fengzhi's mood took a turn for the worse. She looked up at Qin Shiyuan with disbelief, her eyes full of joy.
"Great! Great!"
"Master Qin! Thank you! As long as you are willing to let Rongrong go! I will agree to whatever you want!"
"Don't worry, I don't want anything."
Under the mask, the corners of Qin Shiyuan's mouth raised an extremely cold arc.
"It's just that you have to catch your baby girl well..."
"Catch?"
Just when Ning Fengzhi was filled with doubts, he saw that the Chengying Sword, which had climbed to an altitude of 10,000 meters, suddenly... disappeared!
"Do not!!!"
Ning Rongrong's body seemed to be in free fall at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
The layers of air waves carried her body down faster and faster!
"Do not!!!"
In just the blink of an eye, Ning Rongrong's completely unconscious body lowered to the top of Ning Fengzhi's head.
"I can take it!!!"
Ning Fengzhi saw that the falling position was exactly half a step in front of him, and a flame of hope suddenly ignited in his eyes.
He raised his hands excitedly, just as he was about to take that petite body into his arms...
He suddenly discovered that the place where he originally expected his hands to be was...blank!
"I'll catch it..."
"boom!!!"
Half a step in front of Ning Fengzhi, his flesh and blood body crashed to the ground.
Warm blood splashed everywhere, sticking to the dust it wanted to raise.
Ning Fengzhi lowered his head and saw that the pieces of flesh and blood that had been broken into a puddle... came into his eyes clearly...
"No!!!!!"