I heard that Xiandao No.1 was dumped

The moon was as bright as the moon, the moon and the stars were like hooks, and a sword glowing with moonlight had already blocked Nan Ming's face.

Nan Ming took a closer look, very good, the sword lying in front of him was indeed the unworthy Boundless Sword that he despised just now.

And the person who blocked the bloodthirsty vine for him knew who it was without even thinking about it.

A faint smell of blood permeated the tip of his nose, with a hint of sweet smell, Shen Guhong actually did not hesitate to put himself in danger in order to prevent Nan Ming from being injured.

All Nan Ming saw was the blood-stained sleeve of his right hand, dotted with stars.

Nan Ming sank his eyes, and a barely perceptible anger flashed in his eyes, and he unconsciously remembered a memory that he had forgotten for a long time.

"You can try to trust me more" This is what Shen Guhong said to Nan Ming more than 1000 years ago. At that time, this cold and unkind person had a paralyzed face as usual, and there was a trace of affection in his eyes.

Nan Ming's eyes were as dark as midnight, and his pupils were slightly darker. He raised his brows, and with a sneer that seemed to be there, he asked: "Oh? Why should I trust you? The world changes and everything is unpredictable." .”

The low magnetic and magical voice stated lightly: "I don't need to trust anyone."

Shen Guhong's clear and cold face was the same as before, but Nan Ming could guess a little bit of Shen Guhong's state of mind from the unconsciously raised brows of this person—whether it was a little more distressed, Or a little more introspection.

Nan Ming was a little funny and wanted to tell this person that he might not be able to trust him more, but before he opened his mouth, the other person had already made a serious promise.

"No matter how the world changes, I will do whatever it takes to protect your health."

Nan Ming was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that the other party would say such words suddenly, he laughed out loud for a moment: "This seat has never thought that Liuyun Immortal, who has always been incomprehensible, can speak sweet words .”

Shen Guhong pursed his lips, clearly the same facial paralysis as in the past, but it actually made Nan Ming feel a little bit at a loss.

The smile on Nan Ming's lips became more and more cheerful, and his eyebrows and eyes were flying: "You said how can you be so cute, but I like it."

Dare to say that Liuyun Xianzun is cute, but Nan Ming is also the No.1 in the whole cultivation world.

Nan Ming quietly stared at Shen Guhong for a long time, and finally stretched out a hand to hug the opposite person tightly, neither ambiguous nor lingering, he still had a smile on his face, but his tone was unquestionable : "Then this seat will definitely block all cold arrows from the dark for Xianzun."

At that time, they were just chatting casually, perhaps not because of this reconciliation, even Nan Ming himself has almost forgotten this long-term memory.

The anger in Nan Ming's eyes at this moment probably came from too much trouble, but he was really very displeased.

It turns out that what I want is not your "whatever it takes" after all, just like what he said to the heart eater in the illusion that day, the only thing he loves is Shen Guhong, even if you are bad in every way and helpless , even if I have ignored this seat for many years, this seat still yearns for your warm smile.

Maybe even Nanming himself almost doesn't know what he wants, Shen Guhong, you really are the catastrophe of this seat.

You once told me that you can try to trust you more, so why can't you also trust me more? Even if I am dissatisfied with you in every possible way, I never thought of hurting you at all, but now, you are indeed because of me. And hurt.

Why are you always unwilling to say anything, is it really okay to bear it alone?In fact, while you let this seat believe in you, why not believe in this seat more.Could it be that I really can't withstand this blow?

In the end, Nan Ming couldn't help but softly smiled: "How about Shen Guhong giving you one last chance?"

Nan Ming smiled and said: "You may believe in me." Believing in me probably won't hurt you at all.

Shen Guhong was taken aback by Nan Ming's abrupt question, but before he could answer him, Nan Ming had already snatched the Cangmang Sword from his hand.

Nan Ming was unwilling and never thought of waiting for that answer. I am a carefree person, and this reconciliation was proposed by him, so he should be aware of it.

But after all, he still cared about Shen Guhong's answer, so he carefully observed all the subtle expressions of Shen Guhong at that moment, did he actually want to believe it?At least this seat has lived up to your trust.

One sword, only one sword.

With a hint of coolness, it went straight into the other's chest.

He was supposed to be the most wanton and unrestrained person, but in the end he was the one who couldn't let go of him the most, but if he couldn't let it go, he couldn't let it go. He Nanming would never escape his feelings.

But what about Shen Guhong?What are you thinking? In fact, I have let go of all my temper for you. As long as you are willing to follow me and stay with me all the time, even if you regard this reconciliation as a hard-to-get, I will No hesitation.But this time it was me who pushed you away, so you can still trust me like this in the future.

In fact, some things are already wrong, so why bother to care so much, the other party is cold-tempered, and ultimately cannot satisfy Nan Ming's wishes.

After a while of dizziness, Nan Ming was sure that he was definitely not just passed through a teleportation array.

This level of teleportation side effects is definitely a strong effect that can only be produced by the connection of hundreds of teleportation arrays. It is rare to encounter even several teleportation arrays connected together on weekdays. Well, how different is the aura of Xuanwu secret realm from him!

Nan Ming's head was throbbing with pain, and the purple magic lines on his cheeks gradually emerged, shining with a layer of magic light, and the blood-stained long sword in his hand was still buzzing and trembling.

"Huh, aren't you a human cultivator? Demon pattern?" The girl's voice paused, and then continued, "I didn't expect the majestic Kyushu Demon Lord to be a member of the Demon Realm."

The girl's crisp voice sounded slowly, but Nan Ming's gaze was so cold that it was frightening.

The girl in black seemed not to notice it at all, raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Hey, Kyushu Demon Lord, we are really destined, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon."

Nan Ming remained silent and only looked at the other party coldly.

But the girl in black chattered non-stop like meeting an old visitor from another land. She tilted her head, showing a little puzzled look, and asked, "Speaking of which, you men are really strange. It's clear that both of you are the same. Love each other, why do you have to do this again? Could it be that this is the legendary killing and loving each other, or maybe it is because of love and hate."

In the desert Gobi, the girl came quietly, smiling sweetly, with long hair flying lightly, laughing and teasing, this should be a beautiful scene, but the fact is that the only spectator pointed a sword at the throat of the girl in black, without saying anything feelings.

"Woman, you are looking for death, how will I treat Shen Guhong, and when will I allow others to judge me."

An eerie aura exuded from Nan Ming's body, and the cold killing intent became more viscous, causing the girl in black to break out in a cold sweat.

A trace of blood slowly flowed out from that white neck, which was the horror that the loss of life can bring to people.

"You..." The black-clothed girl couldn't help but feel that - demons are indeed fickle, especially the one in front of her.

She couldn't help wondering whether this man would really kill her if she said something else.

But Nanming ignored it, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, there was no smile but murderous look: "I can do whatever I like, how can you, a little girl, be able to talk about it?"

His last rhetorical question actually brought out a bit of tenderness, which already made him want to kill.

The girl in black blinked in disbelief, and said sternly, "You want to kill this princess, you...do you know who this princess is, this princess is the little princess of the Shadow Empire."

Nanming Meifeng frowned slightly, his eyes flashed complicatedly, and finally he sneered: "Tsk, I didn't expect it to be his young girl. No wonder your swordsmanship is not satisfactory."

The two swords of light and shadow that once stood out from the crowd were called unsatisfactory, what a big gap there is.

The girl in black blinked again, and the red-clothed demon cultivator who pointed his sword at her life gate had long since disappeared.The girl suppressed her frantic heartbeat, and a little red cloud appeared on her face unconsciously.

Was it because her heart beat faster because she was afraid, or was her heart fluttering towards the red-clothed demon cultivator at that moment.

Girls' thoughts are the most difficult to figure out, especially for a girl who is so proud, a person who can deflate them is probably enough to keep them fresh in their memories, let alone a person who deflated her one after another, So is this a heartbeat?

In fact, a man like Nan Ming who can make most men and women in the cultivation world fly to the flame is very attractive in itself, and this girl is just one of the thousands of moths to the flame.

Nan Ming probably felt that he was really at odds with the aura of the Xuanwu Secret Realm, otherwise he would have never met anyone, so why did he meet that kid Jiang Zhengyang first.

Jiang Zhengyang, a little Taoist priest, doesn't know where his luck comes from. Even if he doesn't have a big boss around him to take care of him, he can escape from death every time, so much so that he can survive at three thousand three hundred and thirty thousand in a small period of Qi training. The Xuanwu Secret Realm opened every three years is alive and well, which makes the monks with higher cultivation bases think about it.

No, Jiang Zhengyang, who had just escaped from death, couldn't help being overjoyed to meet his senior.

Jiang Zhengyang (surprised face): "Senior, senior!"

Nan Ming (disgusted): This seat turns around and leaves now, is there still time?It should come in a hurry!