"Are you really coming back with Mei'er?" Yang Liumei's mother's face looked extremely ugly.

"I like this grandson-in-law, it's a bit like me." Grandpa Yang said with a smile.

"Xiaochen, surnamed Ning, instructor, did you, Ning Caichen, who entered the academy a few days ago to assess special officers?" the old man said seriously.

"It's my junior who makes you laugh." Ning Caichen grinned and showed a look of embarrassment.

"So you are a rich man!" Yang Liumei's younger brother screamed in surprise.

"No wonder you gave me 10 billion at will." Yang Shuangjian smiled bitterly.

"Caichen, I've implicated you, hey!" the old man said with a sigh.

"Old man, what's going on? The twelve masked men outside are enemies?" Ning Caichen said solemnly.

"Do you know the villa is surrounded?" The old man showed a look of horror.

"I understand, they brought back the twelve masters of the Yuanshen stage." Ning Caichen nodded and said.

"What did we bring back?" The two young men looked ugly.

The elders in the hall looked even more ugly, and it seemed that the enemy was mainly dealing with their fourth generation.

Ning Caichen was also misled, thinking that the assassins were assassinating Yang Liumei, not him.

In fact, those assassins were assassinating Ning Caichen, not Yang Liumei.

"Old man, why don't you talk to the country when the enemy is here?" Ning Caichen asked in surprise.

"You are also a member of the Hidden Group. If you are in danger, why don't you talk to the country?" The old man asked replies without answering.

Ning Caichen immediately understood that the old man was almost the same as him. He was in danger and would not tell the country. After all, he was not formally appointed to the military headquarters. It was just that the country needed him and immediately served the country. What is his identity or identity in normal times.

The hidden group is also divided into the clear group and the dark group, and Ning Caichen and the Master are both members of the clear group.

"What should I do with those weak people outside?" Ning Caichen said with a smile.

"Do you know their cultivation level?" The old man's mouth twitched violently.

"One middle stage of the Yuanshen period, the fourth level of the Yuanshen period is cultivated, and the rest are weak people in the early stages." Ning Caichen said with a smile.

One by one, they looked at Ning Caichen with the eyes that looked like they were looking at monsters.

They all have a 100-giant grass horse running in their hearts. They are still weak in the Yuanshen period. What is a master?

"You have a brain disease! Are you a weak person in the Yuanshen stage?" Yang Liumei's younger brother looked at Ning Caichen as if he was looking at an idiot.

"When they come in, I will go out to welcome guests on your behalf." Ning Caichen said as his body disappeared.

The two young men showed horror.

"Caichen is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage. It's not good, so save people quickly." The old man disappeared immediately after he said that.

Ning Caichen walked out with the door open at this moment.

Twelve masked men showed a look of surprise when they saw Ning Caichen coming out.

"I hate things that are so shameful." Ning Caichen said domineeringly, and the momentum of the mid-stage Nascent Soul stage bloomed.

The masked man showed a look of contempt, one of them was extremely cruel and thrust his sword.

"You trash kill people at any time. Do you know that when you can mount a butcher knife, you are destined to die under the butcher knife." Ning Caichen said sternly.

One by one, he looked at Ning Caichen with his eyes looking at him.

A flying sword penetrates the heart with one arrow.

Ning Caichen waved his hand and grabbed the flying sword, slapped the masked man fainted, and collected it into the small world.

The old man appeared and it was too late to rescue him. He was shocked to think that Ning Caichen was dead and had no result!
Chapter completed!