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The brown man in gorgeous clothes looked at Nangong Xun in front of him very carefully at this time and couldn't help thinking, is this person the legendary Lord of Bishui Temple? It seems that the strength to become a respected master must not be sure. Just now, I was too careless and didn't take this opponent seriously.

Nangong Xun glanced at the man in brown clothes in front of him. Although he didn't know why he looked at him like this at this moment, it didn't matter, because no matter what he was thinking, he was just playing with him. When the time was almost time, he directly tied up and brought him back to the cave for trial. Just ask.

"I'm not serious enough just now. I apologize to you. The next step is to come true. Please give me more advice." The brown man in gorgeous clothes looked cautious as if he had taken the previous things seriously.

Although Nangong Xun did not understand the caution of a man in brown gorgeous clothes, he did not say much. He did not intend to attack directly. For Nangong Xun at this level, it may be more interesting to see the tricks. Looking at Dugu Muyou in the distance, it seems that she has the upper hand. Nangong Xun is slightly Relax a little.

As long as she is fine.

The man in brown clothes couldn't help feeling a little humiliating when he looked at Nangong Xun in front of him as if nothing had happened.

"Please fight with me seriously!" The man in brown gorgeous clothes seemed to be very stubborn and old-fashioned. When he saw Nangong looking elsewhere, he immediately came forward and said. He can't stand Nangong Xun's deliberate neglect of his behavior at this time.

Nangong Xun frowned. He didn't do it because the person in front of him was not worth doing it himself at all, but the person seemed to be a little annoyed by his ignorance. He didn't want to think about what he was. He dared to make such a request to himself, a killer sent by an enemy. .

"Hmm, I don't know how to live!" Nangong said coldly, and a powerful pressure seemed to fall from the sky in an instant.

The pupils of the man in brown gorgeous clothes suddenly dilated, and his mind became blank. At this time, he only felt that something as heavy as a jack fell from the sky and pressed on his shoulder. Finally, he couldn't help kneeling on the snow, pressing his hands on the snow on the ground, and bean-sized sweat slipped from his forehead to the snow. In the middle, a small pit was smashed on the snow.

"This is...what...power." The brown man in gorgeous clothes spoke intermittently, and then gasped and no longer dared to look up at Nangong Xun's face. At this time, he just wanted to find a place to hide. His heart was full of strong fear. Slowly, the man hugged his head and curled up on the ground motionless.

At this time, he understood why the other three venerable people joined hands to deal with Nangong Xun, because Nangong Xun was too powerful. And he dared to ask him to fight seriously, and then the man in brown gorgeous clothes understood what death was.

"Actually, He Lianfeng didn't ask you to kill me alone, did he?" Nangong Xun stared at Dugu Muyou not far away but asked. In fact, he really wants to kill the man in black with one slap, but the man in black is also a good experience for Dugumuyou. Perhaps after this fight against Dugumuyou, Nangong Xun can still bear to think of this.

The man in brown clothes curled up on the ground suddenly felt slightly relaxed. Although there was still a strong sense of oppression, at least it would not make his heart beat wildly. He dared not even raise his head in fear, and his cold sweat soaked all over. At this time, the man knew very well that the reason why his feelings had eased was that Nangong Xun was asking him about things.

"I don't know." The man said in a voice the size of a mosquito.

Nangong said coldly, "What?" His eyes retracted and fell straight on the man's back. The man only felt restless like a needle on his back. He realized that his attitude had made Nangong angry. His heart was suddenly a little flustered. His mood, which had just been eased, suddenly became tense, and his forehead was suddenly covered with fine sweat.

The man explained in a panic: "I... I mean... I was attracted by the defendant, so I don't know who the specific employer is, and I don't know what I'm going to do before I come." On the surface, it looks very respectful, but the corners of his low-headed eyes draw a trace of tyrannical hatred.

"Oh? Make it clear." Nangong found out what the man meant.

The man raised his head with a trace of confusion and innocence in his eyes: "A little more than two months ago, when I was wandering on the street, I saw a notice saying that I was looking for a very powerful person. I was a little embarrassed to say that I was the most famous in our small place, so I followed The notice found the legendary interviewer.

Speaking of this, the man lowered his head with some regret as if he had not figured out what had happened at that time. He felt that he had come to this place confusedly, and then paused and continued: "But I just met the legendary interviewer, and then I was with them. When you come here, you are ordered to make trouble in the Snow Wolf Mercenary Corps, which can attract you and Dugumu to come.

Nangong nodded thoughtfully: "So that's it."

However, these things are not important. Even if these people are captured alive and confronted, there will be no result. No matter which side you go to, you will get a negative result. It is not easy to get rid of this matter. And now it is likely that taking it back to Xingshi to plead is just to speed up the face-to-face time of other temples and Bishui Temples, which is not good for his next move. Therefore, Nangong Xun thought about it and did not intend to take these people back, and there seemed to be no need to continue interrogation at this time.

The man in brown clothes looked carefully at the expression on Nangong Xun's face, for fear that he would miss any expression on his face and cause him to misjudge Nangong Xun's mood. At this time, he was worried that his life would be threatened and hesitated to ask Nangong Xun if he would kill him, because in fact they did not There was a deep festival, and he had not succeeded in attacking him... So he was thinking that Nangong Xun might be able to let him go. Just when he was thinking nonsense, Nangong Xun finally opened his mouth.

"What's your name?" Although Nangong Xun was asking the man, he always looked at Dugu Muyou not far away, and his heart was a little nervous. However, in the current situation, Dugu Muyou should be in the upper hand. Thinking of this, Nangong Xun slightly loosened his eyebrows.

The man in brown clothes said respectfully, "He Liansheng."

"Oh? The people of the Helian family?" Nangong Xun narrowed his eyes and asked, "The Helian family is the largest among the four venerable people, and the land area of the family is also the largest, so relatively speaking, its strength is also the strongest family except for the venerable Nangong, because of the large land and many talents.

It's just that Nangong Xun vaguely felt a little wrong from the beginning. It can't be said that it was because of what. Maybe it was the hypocritical expression of the man in front of him, the seemingly weak and quiet body and the beautiful facial features, and then his tone was gentle and respectful. At first glance, it seemed that there was no problem, as if he was intimidated by himself. People under strict intimidation.

But if you look carefully, you will find a big problem, that is, the eyes of this man named Heliansheng have no fear from beginning to end. Instead of fear and obedience, it is better to wait for the opportunity to wait for a time when he relaxes, right?

"Yes...yes." Heliansheng responded cautiously. A trace of light flashed inadvertently. When Nangong Xun's eyes turned to Dugu Muyou's figure not far away, He Liansheng's bold and presumptuous eyes stared at Nangong Xun in front of him fiercely, as if he were hunters staring at his prey.

Nangong Xun raised his eyebrows and turned his head to look at He Liansheng with a smile and asked, "Are all the people of the Helian family lying and can't believe a word?"

Heliansheng's heart couldn't help sinking, and he suppressed the mess in his heart and raised his head with some deliberate innocence in his eyes: "What does that mean, Lord?" The hand curled up under the wide sleeve robe and holding the dagger couldn't help tightening again, and the whole arm became a little hard.

"You're ready for the dagger, aren't you?" Nangong asked rhetorically.

Heliansheng's pupils suddenly enlarged, and then jumped from the ground and raised the arm holding the dagger tightly. The wide sleeve robe was blown up by the wind. The dagger flashed a cold and dazzling light. While raising the dagger high, Heliansheng's voice also became hoarse: "Yes? So what? Go to hell, Nangong Xun! This is your burial place! Don't blame anyone for being careless and contempt for the enemy!"

If you die here, you can only be blamed for being arrogant. He Liansheng looked at Nangong Xun under him coldly. At this time, it is less than two meters away from Nangong Xun, and only a little short of his dagger can cut off Nangong Xun's head, and the task is completed! Thinking of this, Heliansheng was still a little excited.

But at this time, Nangong Xun raised his head, and his eyes were like a ice cellar. The moment he looked directly at Heliansheng only made Heliansheng feel endless cold and fear in his heart.

"Idiot." Nangong Xun's lips opened gently, as if these two words were revealed.

What was it? He Liansheng did not hear the sound. He only heard the sound of cutting off the flesh and blood as if it was a sharp weapon. The sound was piercing and miserable, followed by the pain of his heart and the sound of blood gushing. Heliansheng felt that his whole body was slowly struggling to flow to the wound, and the wound was like a cheerful stream. I want to stop.

When Heliansheng reacted, he was already lying on the snow and gasping heavily. With his head slightly sideways, he could see that his right arm holding the dagger had been cut off. At this time, the blood was like a torrent of breaking the dike, and soon a snow white around him was dyed. The blood-red world.

It's so fast that Heliansheng didn't see how Nangong Xun did it at all. At this moment, he lay on the ground and only had such an emotion in his mind. If he let it go on like this, I'm afraid he will die. Looking at the loss of his whole right arm and the continuous blood flow, there was a trace of fear of death in his heart.

Suddenly, footsteps came from his ear, and a man slowly walked into Heliansheng's eyes. Heliansheng raised his eyes when he heard the movement. The person in front of him was Nangong Xun. Nangong Xun looked down at Heliansheng, who was lying on the snow and panting. There was no expression on his face, but said coldly, "It's my own. "

Heliansheng walked towards his head step by step in horse boots. Heliansheng shook his head as if he suddenly realized something and muttered, "No, no, no... let me go, let me go..."

"Gone you? On what basis? If you dare to kill me, you must be aware of death, otherwise you don't have to." Nangong Xun looked indifferent and raised his feet and put his feet on Heliansheng's swaying head, and finally became a little honest at this time.

'Puff'

It seems to be the sound of walking in the snow, but the sound is slightly magnified several times, and there is a little more wet breath...