< br >Ning Jiao laughed and said, "Chen Daxiao, don't worry!" < br >"since I dare to support Representative Ye on behalf of the top ten families, the five ancient families and the four pillars!" < br >"then there must be enough sincerity and means." < br >"enough!" < br >"that's it!" < br >at this time, an indifference, but contains a superior atmosphere, people can hardly help but kneel down from the voice. < br >then, I saw the figure surging, and several figures came out from behind. < br >Ye Hao squinted past and saw the bodyguards around Ning Xiaoyao. Many of them flew out under this atmosphere, and when they fell to the ground, they vomited blood in several mouthfuls. < br >the expressions of these people are full of pain and struggle. < br >then, eight men in bright yellow priestly robes surrounded Ye Hao, Ning Xiaoyao and others. < br >"on a good day for this priest, it is rare to have a happy day in a year. Would you rather be free and dare to make trouble?" < br >soon, the voice came again, and then I saw a woman in a white robe who could not see her age. < br >her face is unparalleled, with a charm that a middle-aged woman should have, and a red mole in the middle of her eyebrow brings her a kind of mystery and dignity. < br >she just showed up, squinting and watching Ning be carefree. < br >"High Priest!" < br >everyone present greeted her when she appeared. < br >even Dao Wuji had to go forward and nod. < br >Ning Xiaoyao also looks a little strange at the moment, but he is still polite. He smiles and says, "High Priest!" < br >"bang!" < br >without waiting for Ning Xiaoyao to finish speaking, the high priest slapped out directly and fanned back several of Ning Xiaoyao's words. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({ }); < br >but Ning Xiaoyao seems to have expected the reaction of the high priest. Without any change of expression, he smiled and said, "if the high priest is unhappy, go on!" < br >< br >the high priest did not spoil him at all, and his backhand slapped him again. < br >this time, Ning Xiaoyao was beaten and staggered back. < br >but he still had a smile on his face without complaining. < br >< br >the high priest continued to come forward, throwing out more than a dozen slaps of his forehand and backhand. < br >"on this priest's big day, when there are so many guests inside and outside, do you feel that there is no one in our world, or do you think I lose face?" < br >"say it!" < br >Ning Xiaoyao ignored the redness and swelling on his face, but smiled and said, "the high priest is angry, please don't be angry. Who are you, high priest? Xiaoyao is very clear!" < br >"even if you lend me a day to be brave, I dare not make trouble or be wild!" < br >"it's just that these are the rules of Jiecheng. For thousands of years, the representative of the Great Xia Wushu League has been the young master of Jiecheng!" < br >"this is a matter set at all times, both at home and abroad!" < br >"our top ten families, our five ancient families, and our four pillars do not want to see anyone in our generation, because of self-interest, cause chaos in Jiecheng and change the rules of Jiecheng!" < br >"High Priest, we can assure you that we have no self-interest in this matter! There is only public heart! " < br >when he said this, he would rather be carefree and groveling. < br >it's just that when watching this scene, Ye Hao's eyes showed a touch of solemnity. < br >A man like Xiaoyao is so groveling in a place like this. < br >is this really groveling? < br >< br/ >< br >

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