Chapter 238 Go to the sea to meet a strong enemy

The sky is slightly dark.

Nangong Xinwei from the Nangong family and Fan Lang, a master of the Five-emen, went west and embarked on their way home after returning from Langtao Island.

passing by Salt Lake City on the way

At this time, I don't know why the gate has not been opened, but of course, it is not difficult to beat the high martial arts figures. I don't know what to do. Both of them want to leave the city in a hurry so that they can return to Nangong Pavilion as soon as possible, and the herbs Fan Lang asked for from the life-sustaining magic doctor also rushed to the Wuxing Gate in the northwest at this time.

There is no danger on the way to Langtao Island. In fact, they also know that who will find them without the defeated moon sword. Without the defeated moon sword, even if there is a moon worship sword, it is useless and nothing good. It's like a moonlight glass of grape wine, one of which is not beautiful.

What's more, Fan Lang's body has hidden dangers, and it is rare that he will die of illness at the hands of others. On that day, after killing the second disciple of Geyang Tuyuan, who was the successor of Pingwumen, Xiao Tongren, who was the successor of Geyang Tuyuan, went to avenge the defeat of the moon sword. However, he ran out of Chongchi. After 300 rounds of fighting, Xiao Tongren's internal strength was defeated and returned. Since then, Pingwumen's Jianghu behavior has been slightly reduced, otherwise there will be another panic.

Fan Lang looked at Nangong Xinwei, appreciated the outline of his side face that made him never get tired of, and said with a faint smile, "Xinwei! Do you know? Since I was elected as the next head of the Five elements, I have never felt as relaxed as this moment, but now my defeated moon sword has already been taken away. Although I have no grief and decadent, do I have to be nervous when I think of how to face my master!"

Nang Xinwei turned her head, looked at Fan Lang pitifully, and said softly, "Brother Lang, your essence is love literature and light martial arts, and you have a hotter love for life than ordinary people, so you have been resisting the responsibilities imposed on you by the elders in the door. Previously, you have been against the evil immortal religion and Chongchi in Pingwumen. Although a master like Tongren Xiao has no chance of winning, he finally has an explanation, so I don't feel surprised at all.

Fan Lang took Nangong Xinwei's hand, sent it to her lips for a deep kiss, and sighed, "There is a good wife who knows me like this, and I have nothing to ask of God."

Nang Gong Xinwei sighed gently, but didn't say anything.

Fan Lang said strangely, "Why didn't Nangong Xinwei's face develop after leaving Langtao Island?"

Nangong Xinwei looked at the extended official road in front of her, with trees on both sides. When the sun was high, the road must be very cool and comfortable. She whispered, "I'm a little worried about whether I can go home to see my father."

Fan Lang has always been convinced of Nangong Xinwei's intelligence. Hearing this, he was shocked and thought, "Is Xinwei afraid that the people of Pingwumen will deal with us!"

Nang Xinwei slowed down and nodded, "Xiao Tongren went out of the mountain, starting with capturing you. Every action showed careful planning and deployment. Now, even if Xiao Tongren lost all his internal strength, how could the four leaders and four deputy commanders of Pingwumen suddenly show a big gap and let us have a chance to take advantage of it?"

Fan Lang stopped in horr and said, "It seems that even if I don't have the defeated moon sword in my hand, they won't let me go."

What he said was indeed reasonable. Geyang Tuyuan killed people casually and acted like an injured person.

Nanggong Xinwei shook her head and said, "If you still carry the defeated moon sword, none of us can leave the willow forest. Some of the keys are that Pingwumen has a conspiracy bigger than the demon religion, which we can't figure out."

The footsteps sounded in the rear.

The two of them felt confused at the same time.

Because when the footsteps sounded, the people were already within ten feet behind them, and they had never felt anyone approaching before, but at this point, they had to be vigilant. The two were connected, let go of their hands, retreated to both sides, and looked back.

At a glance, I was shocked again.

It turned out that two people, not one, came behind them. They walked the same pace, so they only made the foot sound of 'one person'.

These two lives are exactly the same. It turned out that they are twin brothers, aged 60 to 70, with a dark face, a tall figure, and a high and curved nose, not like Middle-earth people.

Nangong Xinwei's delicate body trembled slightly, 'Ah!' He said, "Monster two demons!"

A chill rose from the bottom of Fan Lang's heart. It turned out that when Kublaiyi destroyed the previous dynasty, there were eight masters under the Mongolian throne, serving as the close guard of the Mongolian emperor. These two masters were the two masters. The two people were extremely similar in appearance and shape, and only the eldest brother had a small birthmark at the corner of his mouth. No one knew his real name, and they were only used to be called Mengda and Meng Er.