The soul lamp in front of Yang Ning's desk is different from the soul lamp behind the desk.
The people at the desk are all evil people, and the flame cannot be weakened no matter what.
Behind the desk are enemies that are more precious and worth collecting. If you give in a little, you will suffer much less.
Being a little speechless by the Sangmen Xingjun in front of her, Yang Ning had no choice but to take out a small jar from the white cloth bag.
"Xingjun, do you know what's in here?" Yang Ning shook the small jar in his hand and said.
Mr. Sangmen Xingjun: "The things here should be quite precious. I suggest you use them sparingly and try not to use them if you can."
Yang Ning: "That's not a big deal, it's just a little lamp oil here."
Sangmen Xingjun: "???"
Yang Ning said to Sangmen Xingjun with a smile on his face: "This is my first time here. Xingjun should experience the feeling of his soul being burned. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will despise me in the future and have bad thoughts again."
As he spoke, he opened the small jar, poured out a drop of transparent oil, and slowly fell towards the soul lamp of Sangmen Xingjun.
"After all, I can hold back this time and hide Mr. Xing."
"But next time, I don't know if I can hold it in."
Sangmen Xingjun: "No, no! You, listen to me! Hey, hey! Ahhh!!"
When the flames in the soul lamp of the Sangmen Star Lord burst out, a group of brats behind them held their chins in their hands and watched this scene together.
Mingming looked at Yang Ning's back with a fascinated look on his face and said, "Chengcheng is so kind. Everything he did was to prevent that Xingjun from jumping out again and avoid being killed."
Tongtong: "It's true that I don't want to kill Sangmen Xingjun, but Chengcheng doesn't pity him, but doesn't want to lose a precious collection."
Fatty Sun (Heiyan): "No, you are not curious, do these gods need to eat and drink -"
Seeing Yang Ning turn around, Big Fat Sun decisively floated away.
But as soon as he floated far away, Yang Ning caught him and pinned him on the table.
"Come and see what good things your father has done."
With that said, Yang Ning sat back at his desk and began to check the two things on the table.
The bloody mahogany sword was naturally Li Bai's, and there was a lock of hair wrapped around it.
The letter also had blood stains on it. Yang Ning opened it, took out the letter and flattened it.
The letter read: "Dear Mr. Yang Ning, the heir of Lingmen and the owner of Lingwa shop, hello!"
Yang Ning had just read a line, and in the black smoke next to him, Big Fat Sun shouted with a tiger's head: "As soon as I saw this title, I knew that the grandson who wrote the letter must not be holding back anything good!"
The second line of the letter: "My name is Sun Yupu, an ordinary person, a father of a child, and a lucky person who has devoted himself to the great Life Spiritual Society."
In the black smoke, Fatty Sun shouted at the top of his lungs: "It's this grandson! It's this grandson who killed me!"
"He first sold me out of the country, then went to pick me up outside the country, and then sent me to this bullshit monastery, where he killed me!"
"Then he can swagger back to the Xia Kingdom, pretending to hold court and hold funerals for me! I, I *special* did it!"
Different from the past, this time Big Fatty Sun was cursing, and his little head was filled with tears.
On one side, Chen Yamei held her head with one hand and waved to Fatty Sun in the black smoke with the other: "Pangpang, don't be afraid. It doesn't matter if you die. Chengcheng and I are still alive!"
"If you need anything, Chengcheng and I will cook it for you!"
On the side, Tongtong said: "Yami, how many times do you want me to tell you that you are dead? Accept this reality."
Chen Yamei held her head and looked at him and said, "No, I believe in Chengcheng, not you."
Tongtong took a deep breath and said, "I also believe in Chengcheng."
"Then I'm not dead."
"No, you're dead."
The two brats here started arguing with each other, and Yang Ning continued to read the letter in his hand.
"I'm sorry, because my personal point, well, how should I put it, is that I personally dedicated the precious life of my favorite son when I offered sacrifice to the great Lord of Life."
"For this reason, I seem to have had a bad misunderstanding with Mr. Yang Ning."
"In fact, Mr. Yang Ning, my son's death makes me more heartbroken than anyone else in the world."
"But precisely because he is the person I love most, I made a very correct decision -"
"Consecrate him to the great Lord of life."
Seeing this, Yang Ning waved to Big Fat Sun who was sobbing in the black smoke.
Black smoke entered his arms, and Big Fatty Sun appeared.
Yang Ning held the little fat guy in his arms, rubbed his head and said, "What do you think of what your father did?"
Fatty Sun sobbed and said, "What a shame. He really dedicated me to the great Lord of Life."
As he spoke, he glanced at Yang Ning with his tear-filled eyes.
Honghong raised her little red hand and said, "I understand, I understand!"
"Pangpang means that Chengcheng is the real master of life!"
"The Lord of Life!"
Following Honghong's shout, a group of kid actually cheered in unison.
Yang Ning: "..."
He shook his hand casually, and all the little ghosts fell silent instantly.
"This title is too middle-class. It should be reserved for those bugs who have never seen the world. It is not suitable for me." After saying that, Yang Ning continued to read the letter.
"I know that no one in the world understands me, not even my dear son himself."
"But it doesn't matter. Great pioneers will always be questioned. My dear son will never expect that the father who loves him the most, that is, I, Sun Yupu, has now embarked on the right path under the protection of the great Lord of Life. .”
"I believe that if my dear son knows about this, he will definitely understand me."
Yang Ning asked Big Fatty Sun: "Can you understand?"
Fatty Sun: "I understand it so well, I understand it so much that I want to fill his mouth with two intestines of shit."
Yang Ning continued to read the letter.
"Okay, Mr. Yang Ning, you already know everything about what happened."
"Now, you should have understood my painstaking efforts as a father, right? I know that you are now seeking revenge for the children who were abducted in the first place."
"Ever since the Cang'er Forty-Six Knife Man incident occurred, I had guessed that things might develop to this point."
"Now, you want my life, don't you?"
"But now I hold your friend's life in my hands. Well, as far as I know, the relationship between Mr. Li Bai and you should be unusual."
"Because the great Lord of Life told me that your breath is on his sword."
"In view of the above circumstances, I would like to make a suggestion to you."
"How about I spare your friend's life and please spare mine?"
The letter ends here. At the end of the signature are the three words "Sun Yupu" in gray green, and a brief motto——
"I, Sun Yupu, will always strive for first place."
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