Zhao Ninger is not flustered, but still calmly said: "White father wants to see the face of a small woman, the little girl naturally does not dare to follow, but you are such a big man, really want to make me such a small woman?"

White Father laughed: "In my life, I like to see a small woman, and talk nonsense. Let me see how old you look."

"White father must see, condensed naturally can not follow, but as long as the heart does not want, even if it is the face of the saint, it will inevitably have an unpleasant color, not to mention the condensed child such a small woman, when it affects white Father, your visual aesthetic, isn’t it a big sight?” Zhao Ninger said faintly.

The white master listened to the slightest glimpse. He came for the beauty. If you can't see the most beautiful side of Zhao Ning, it really feels a pity.

"So how do you want to meet my old man with willingness?" White Master asked hesitantly.

"It's very simple. The little girl asks a question. If you can answer the white father, the little girl will be willing to meet you, and you can also swear for the father alone." Zhao Ninger said.

"If you ask my old man, what do you like to eat and drink, how can my old man know?" Bai’s father said with a grin.

"The question I asked will not involve private affairs that no one knows, nor will I ask some side-by-side festivals. It is a avenue that can be traced." Zhao Ninger said.

"Well, if you have any reason why you don't understand, let me ask, my old man must be confusing for you." Bai Laozi said proudly, a veteran husband, I am all arrogant.

"Excuse me, Father, among the seven empire, which mountain is the highest?" Zhao Ninger indulged for a moment before asking.

White Father laughed: "You can't test my old man. The highest mountain among the seven empire is the Tianwang Mountain of my Qin Kingdom. The mountains that I have to look up for in the sky, on the vertical height, above the countless stars of the Seven Empires. None of the many peaks can be around."

Zhao Ninger smiled slightly: "The Tianwang Mountain is above the falling rock star, and the trajectory of the falling rock star is parallel to the Tianhe star. The mountain top of Tianwang Mountain is facing the crane star. Does that mean that the random one on the crane star? Are mountains higher than Tianwang Mountain?"

After listening to the glimpse of the white master, he angered: "You are a sophistry. According to you, there is no mountain in the seven empires. There are other stars above any mountain."

"The white man is angry, the little girl knows a mountain. It is the highest mountain in any direction." Zhao Ninger said with sincerity.

"Is there such a thing? My old man doesn't believe it. There is such a mountain in any place. You can say it and listen. If it is, then if you don't, you are just playing with my old man. I will punish you later." I drink and sing and sin." Master Bai said with enthusiasm.

"White Father, do you really want to hear the answer?" Zhao Ning's voice came quietly.

"Of course, listen." White said directly.

"In this case, the old man, you listened well, the highest mountain among the seven empire is called Tianwang Mountain." Zhao Ninger said in a serious way.

The white man said a little: "I just said Tianwangshan, you said no, now you say that Tianwangshan is the highest mountain. What is the reason?"

"The reason is very simple, because the vertical height of Tianwang Mountain is the longest of all the peaks, and naturally it is the highest mountain. Isn't your old man thinking so?" Zhao Ninger said with a smile.

White Master suddenly became furious: "Well, you dare to tease my old man."

"How about teasing you?" Zhao Ning's voice cooled down.

"It seems that you have too little girl to go out, I don't know how good my old man is." The white man said more and more anger, his body was shining, and a slap in the face bombarded the past.

The screen was suddenly smashed, and the horrible power continued to rush to Zhao Ninger.

Zhao Ninger sat in front of the window, fingers plucked the piano, and did not want to resist the meaning, but just waved the sleeves, the white father was actually sucked in by the sleeves of the cloud, the body is getting smaller and smaller, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Zhao Ninger's palm.

Zhao Ninger turned his hand and placed only the white master of the palm of his hand on the side of the piano, as if he had no effort at all.

Han Sen’s eyes couldn’t help but condense, and the white man turned out to be a clay figurine.

Hansen couldn't help but frown. White Master is definitely not a weak person. Hansen can feel it. His genetics are extremely powerful.

However, these characters were actually suppressed by Zhao Ninger's hands and directly into clay figurines. These strengths are indeed amazing.

"Mr. Han, no one has disturbed us to get along with each other now. Ning has been admiring you for a long time. This cup of condensed children respects you." Zhao Ninger stood up and took the jug to Hansen and poured a glass of wine. Hands held in front of Han Sen, eyes whistling, with a silent voice.

If Hansen had known that she was coming to kill herself, she would really think she had a little meaning for herself.

Although Zhao Ning's long beauty is beautiful, but there is still some gap compared with Gu Qingcheng's appearance of the country, but Zhao Ninger has a kind of youthful beauty, which makes people feel like returning to the first love at first sight. Although the first love is not necessarily the most beautiful, It is the most impressive and unforgettable.

Even if Hansen is a person who is used to beauty, he has to admit that Zhao Ninger is a kind of woman who is very easy to make people feel. This kind of woman is more likely to commit crimes than those who are charming.

"I must drink this cup." Han Sen took the wine glass and put it on his lips. He went to see what the experimental body of Qin Xiu had.

"Mr. Han, you are not curious, why are you so admiring you?" Zhao Ninger asked with a playful eyes.

“Why?” Hansen asked with a smile.

"Do you really want to know the answer?" Zhao Ninger's fascinating micro-closed star seems to be shy and afraid to see Hansen.

"I really want to know." Han Sen saw Zhao Ning's appearance, and could not help but feel a sigh.

"Because Ninger wants to kill you." Zhao Ninger's face was cold, and the sleeves in his hand waved at Hansen.

Hansen suddenly felt a strange power born from his body, letting him fly uncontrollably toward the head of Zhao Ninger.

The majestic body gradually narrowed down, and finally became a clay man who was slap in the palm of his hand and was held in the palm of his hand by Zhao Ninger.

"The first swordsman of Qin State is just a man with a color embryo." Zhao Ninger snorted and put Hansen's clay figurine on the table.