Chapter 62: Coiling Dragon's Might

  Ning Chong killed Hei Hu with one sword and cut open the lock on the door of the wing room, then pushed the door and walked in.

  Only to see that in this exquisite and luxurious room, Ning Jing was tied up with her hands and feet bound, lying on a large bed, unable to move. She looked at Ning Chong with tears in her eyes, biting her lip without speaking, her expression surprised and delighted, yet clearly showing fear and grievance.

  Ning rushed forward and cut off the ropes binding Ning Jing's body.

  As soon as she was untied, the little girl let out a "wa" and threw herself into Ning Chong's arms, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably.

  Ning Chong was taken aback, and it wasn't until then that he realized the little girl in front of him, although a genius girl who was admired by thousands in the family, with a somewhat arrogant and spoiled temperament, was actually just a 12 or 13-year-old little girl after all.

  At this moment, she was like a child who had been wronged outside and rushed into the arms of her loved ones to cry and throw a tantrum. Where was the demeanor of a talented girl who should be in the spotlight? It seemed that this time, she was really scared.

  This little girl in Ning Chong's arms, feeling safe and having something to rely on, actually cried louder and louder, and after a moment, she had already wetted Ning Chong's chest with a big patch, and still continued to have a trend of flooding the sky.

  Ning Chong's heart was slightly moved, and he couldn't help but think of Xiang Er again. He wouldn't forget that the previous Xiang Er also loved to cry a lot, and every time she burst into "floods", she would always throw herself into his arms, and had to use his clothes to wipe away her tears.

  This little girl in front of me is so similar to Xiang Er from before.

  A faint smile, a hint of warmth in Ning's heart, gently patted Ningjing's head, belly muscles bulging, using a strange voice and tone to comfort: "Okay, little girl, you've cried into a kitten, if you cry again, you'll never grow up this lifetime!"

  The strange and eerie voice that seemed to come from nowhere startled Ning into silence, momentarily stopping her loud crying.

  She immediately saw Ning Chong's smiling face and knew that he was the one who did it. Her pretty face turned bright red, her flat mouth puffed out, and she said huffily: "I'll be thirteen in a few months, I'm already an adult, not a little girl!"

  As she spoke, she raised her small fist and pounded it on Ning Chong's chest.

  This punch from Ning Jing didn't have much power, it was just a playful jab, but Ning Chong's body had actually suffered quite a serious injury. Suddenly, the wound on his chest began to throb again, and his broken left arm also started to ache, Ning Chong couldn't help but bend at the waist, letting out a muffled groan, for a moment, he was in so much pain that beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down his forehead.

  "Ah!"

  Seeing this, Ning Jing was startled and hurriedly went forward to support Ning Chong, apologetically saying: "Ning Chong brother, are you okay?"

  Ning Chong shook his head and forced a reassuring smile. But Ning Jing was not truly clueless, after taking a closer look, she saw Ning Chong's broken and twisted left arm and couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

  With an apologetic expression, Jing quietly helped Ning Chong treat his injuries. She was quite skilled in medical treatment and had been the team's doctor during their adventure in Xuan Yuan Forest. Although she lacked tools and other equipment at the moment, she was very patient and meticulous, doing a great job of treating Ning Chong's wounds and broken bones.

  In important matters, Xiaoyao was not reckless at all. Her mind was meticulous and her hands were skillful. This allowed Ning Chong to avoid too much pain as she reset the broken bones and bandaged them with suitable wooden splints.

  Everything was settled, and Ning Chong also let out a sigh of relief. At least for now, he wouldn't be like just before, where even the slightest impact would stir up his injuries, causing him unbearable pain.

  This time, although the injury was not light, there was still more than a month before the family's outer door disciple competition. Wu Xiu's body was much stronger than an ordinary person, and his recovery ability was also much stronger. This period of time was enough and would not affect his participation in the family's outer door disciple competition.

  Without delaying too much time, after Ning Chong's injury was taken care of, the two left the side room.

  After the death of Hei Hu, the entire mansion was in chaos. Mercenaries and slaves alike scrambled to plunder various treasures from the mansion. Once they had their hands on the loot, they escaped the mansion, disappearing into the unknown.

  So, by this time, the entire mansion had gradually become desolate and quiet, with hardly anyone in sight.

  Hei Hu established the Black Tiger Mercenary Group with his own hands and operated in Qingyang Town for over 30 years. Yet, such a long period of time couldn't cultivate any cohesion among them. When faced with danger, they would divide their wealth and flee separately, which is truly pitiful.

  The people in the mansion fled, but also reduced a lot of trouble for Ning Chong and Ning Jing, no longer having to worry about danger and fighting. They found Li Jin and Liu Zi very smoothly in the dungeon, and then went to meet with Ruan Hongfu.

  By then, Ning Jing and three others had been safely rescued by Ning Chong.

  Ning Chong finally felt at ease and let out a long sigh of relief. Now that he had confirmed the safety of the four, he could finally attend to other matters.

  Ning Chong indeed had a concern - the strength of that perverted old man was terrifying, Ning Chong only relied on luck and the old man's carelessness to get rid of him.

  Such a powerful and abnormal character, the things on his body are naturally extremely good, Ning Chong has no reason to miss.

  Then he taught Ning Jing and others a few sentences before Ning Chong left and returned to the Grand Hall of Beiyuan once again.

  Crouching down, Ning Chong slowly examined the legacy of the despicable old man who had almost gotten himself killed without even lifting a hand or foot.

  Back in this great hall, Ning Chong couldn't help but recall the thrilling battle with that crafty old man. Even now, Ning Chong still felt a lingering fear, for that crafty old man's unpredictable and mysterious methods had almost made his heart explode with just a slight movement of his foot, it was truly too strange and shocking!

  This old man has such strength, is a physical repair, but does not know what boundary of physical repair he has reached?

  The old man's body was quite miserable, with only one eye still open and unblinking. There were no space rings or other storage items on his hands.

  Ning Chong rummaged through the old man's body and found a book, a stack of gold notes, and a copper badge with an evil spirit carved on it.

  Ning Chong casually picked up the copper emblem.

  Only the material of the copper badge is not simply made of brass, it seems to be mixed with other materials, yellow and purple, in an oval shape. At the bottom of the badge, there are some strange characters that Ning Chong doesn't recognize, and in the middle, there is a prominent number "103".

  Ning Chong took a closer look, and vaguely remembered that this kind of badge seemed to be an identity marker for some sects. Could it be that this despicable old man was actually someone from a certain sect?

  It's rare to see a cultivator like you, especially one as powerful as yourself. And yet, there are still sects with such numbers, it's truly intriguing.

  He didn't think much more, Ning Chong threw the Huigu into the spatial ring, then picked up the captured book, and saw that on the slightly yellowed cover were written the three words "Panlong Jing", with iron hooks and silver paintings, majestic and powerful.

  This is a secret book on the body of a despicable old man. It seems that with the terrifying strength of this despicable old man, this secret book will not be bad at all. This time, I'm afraid I've picked up a treasure!