Proudly follow your heart

These hands don't do calligraphy and painting, but only kill people. Compared with the hands that paint paintings, these hands are not so popular, but they are the main reason why Jun Zhanran is famous all over the world, and Wulou can stand proudly on the top of Fuluan Mountain.

A cripple who can only sit in a wheelchair, but sits surrounded by beauties and monopolizes the mountain. No matter how good his calligraphy and painting are, unless he is a little dependent, trouble will come to his door in a few days. The person who is called the first cannot escape the provocation of others.

At that time, Jun Zhanran was born like a shooting star in the sky, a painting that shocked the world, and with a pair of ghost hands, he killed all the people who went up the mountain to provoke. Since then, Wulou has established the status of Wulou in the eyes of people in the world.

Jun Zhanran is good at poison, even if he doesn't touch a piece of his clothes, as long as he wants to, even if he is thirty miles across the river, he cannot escape the poison he inflicts.

Many people who are good at poison are good at hidden weapons, and Jun Zhanran is no exception, but no one knows what the hidden weapons he used, and no one wants to know, because it is said that everyone who has seen his hidden weapons has died.

The so-called ghost hand has no shadow, searching for souls and killing lives.

This ghostly hand capable of calligraphy, calligraphy and painting is on Jun Zhanran's lap, vaguely, as if coated with a strange layer of gold, these hands are obviously different from ordinary people, and are rumored to be good at using hidden weapons Hands are also different, Nangong Cang Ao is well-informed, his eyes moved, and he blurted out praise, "I didn't expect to see Fanyun Shou today, no matter what the result is, it's not in vain."

With the sword facing the sky, Nangong Cangao's roar shook the mountain. Jun Zhanran was also a little surprised when he heard him call out the cloud-turning hand, and sneered, "Master Ying has good eyesight, is this going to take someone forcibly?"

"If Mr. Jun is willing to hand over someone, it's easy to say. If he refuses to hand over someone, I can only be stronger." A flick of the blade, the buzzing sound hurt the eardrums, and made people's blood surge, only to see Jun Zhanran His face turned pale, and then returned to the original, Nangong Cang Ao's eyes flashed a gleam of appreciation.

"Cutting gold and cutting jade, turning clouds and raining hands, I didn't expect the long-lost cloud-turning hand to appear in the rivers and lakes again, so you can hide it." When his interest was aroused, Nangong Cang Ao jumped into the air, laughing loudly, "For a woman Fighting with your life, Lord Jun, don't regret it!"

Lin Qiuyan fell outside the pavilion, leaning on the railing with a pale face. At this moment, Nangong Cangao's coercion was all directed at Jun Zhanran, so she could breathe, but she never expected that Jun Zhanran would actually protect her. To fight Nangong Cangao for her? !I can't help feeling a little strange in my heart.

Looking up at the pavilion, the man in the wheelchair moved his sleeves, didn't look in her direction, and just replied coldly: "In my Jun Zhanran's eyes, there is no such thing as regret."

Xiao Hu pulled Lin Qiuyan up from the ground, "Don't think too much, the landlord is such a person, no matter who you are today, even if you are a pockmarked old woman, as long as you enter the Wulou, the landlord will guarantee your safety, This is the rule of our Wulou."

Lin Qiuyan bit her lip and stared at him, Xiao Hu ignored her, secretly worried, there was a fight here from the host, should he call someone or not?

With the landlord's temper, at this time the helper will only be scolded. If this is not called, what if something goes wrong?After all, the opponent is Nangong Cangao...

Alas, it's really his grandma's bad luck, if it weren't for Lin Qiuyan, how could he attract that eagle claw, the landlord must not have any accidents.

Thinking silently in his heart, Xiao Hu stared at Wutao Pavilion without blinking. This battle is really going to be fought, not only involving the life and death of their landlord and Yingshuai, but also related to the Nangong family, the imperial court, and even the livelihood of the people down the mountain.

Sometimes, the lives of some people not only belong to themselves, but also involve many people around them.

Xiao Hu rubbed his hands and walked around outside the pavilion. The two people in the pavilion also knew that as long as they moved their hands, the outcome would be unpredictable and the impact would be hard to say. Jun Zhanran is not a reckless person, Nangong Cangao Being able to lead the Yingxiao League to thoroughly investigate important cases, of course, he is not a person who can easily get hotheaded.

"One move." He suddenly stopped the long knife in his hand, and the stuffy atmosphere in the Wutao Pavilion disappeared immediately, "As long as you can catch my one move, I, Nangong Cangao, will leave the Wulou immediately, and the Yingxiao League will be here from now on." Don’t take people from your Lord’s territory.”

The loud and loud words were still condensed, Nangong Cang Ao clapped the long knife in his hand, the blade refracted, and a blood-red dark light glowed.

Jun Zhanran didn't expect that he would make such a condition, but Nangong Cangao's eyebrows were raised, and his eyes were thunderous. He dared to make such a condition. It was really bold, and it also showed that he was very confident.

What Nangong Cangao said just now was his territory to arrest people. Jun Zhanran's territory includes the entire Fuluan Mountain, and even the entire town below the mountain. At the same time, Nangong Cangao promised not only himself, but also It's the entire Eagle Howling Alliance!

"Lord!" Xiao Hu was excited, but Jun Zhanran was still indifferent, and even said slowly: "The sun-shielding knife is said to be an imperial gift from the founding emperor of the Xia Dynasty to the Nangong family. It has been passed down from generation to generation. In Yingshuai's hands, it should be the third generation."

With his hands on his knees flickering faintly, Jun Zhan then turned to look at the long knife in Nangong Cangao's hand that glowed with dark light, "After fighting on the battlefield, I drank the blood of thousands of people. It is said that the sun-shielding knife has spirituality and is full of evil spirits. Ordinary people can control it."

"That's right." The tip of the knife pointed at Jun Zhanran, and Nangong Cangao asked, "Then Junlou, why don't you try my knife?"

Although this Jun Zhanran is sitting in a wheelchair, he will not underestimate him. Even if he has not made a move with a master, he can more or less know the depth of the opponent. Just now, he has made sure that Jun Zhanran is indeed Like the rumors in the world, with those cloud-turning hands, one cannot underestimate him.

Even when he was about to explode, his aura was hidden, and he didn't waver when forced by the saber energy, and he sat firmly in the chair.

Jun Zhanran is more difficult to understand than all the opponents he has encountered.

Nangong Cang Ao is not a person who follows the rules if he can leave the General's Mansion. The more he can't figure out the details of Jun Zhanran, the more he wants to try him, "If you don't object, I will take it as your consent—"

Before the words stopped, the sun-shielding knife suddenly slashed across the sky, as if the sky had been pierced, and it came right at the head, without any tricks, let alone any moves to speak of, but this knife without any tricks is precisely the most difficult to parry , to a certain level, clumsiness can overcome skill, his knife has no flaws, if he wants not to die under the knife, he can only take it hard.

It is difficult for Jun Zhanran to dodge, this knife is impeccable in terms of strength and speed, he can't use his legs, he can only use his hands——

The edge of the blade was already in front of him, Nangong Cangao's move was as fast as thunder, Lin Qiuyan didn't even have time to blink his eyes, and exclaimed, he saw a dark red brilliance from the long knife, which melted into the mist of the Wutao Pavilion, and it was instantly red Covering the sun, it was like blood splattering everywhere, and he couldn't help crying, "Ah!"

A pair of hands pinched the blade when the tip of the blade was only a few minutes away from the front door.

There was no blood on the ground, and when the red light dissipated, only the golden light flickered faintly. Jun Zhan ran his skills to the extreme, his hands were made of gold and stone, his body was leaning back, his fingers were in a grasping posture, and the sun-shielding knife was in the air. His hands trembled unceasingly, and the red light froze, like the light of blood.

The tip of the knife was only a few minutes away from touching the eyebrows, and a trace of icy chill passed through the blade and penetrated deep into the skin. Jun Zhanran's eyes were motionless, his pupils were constricted, and Nangong Cang Ao's eyes were like a knife in front of him. , the Zheri in his hand did not retract, the blade became darker and darker between them, and the red glow became more and more urgent, buzzing and trembling.

The two internal forces converged on the knife. Jun Zhanran's hands were like gold at first, and gradually his face seemed to be covered with gold. Nangong Cangao is really powerful, he has channeled his internal energy to [-]%.

Under the light, Jun Zhanran's eyes were like gold, and his pair of different-colored pupils made people feel weird. His face was slightly raised like a knife, and there was still no wavering or worry on it. He was not afraid of losing, and he seemed not afraid of death...

Nangong Cangao's eyesight is not comparable to that of ordinary people. He can see that Jun Zhanran has used his full strength, forcing him to use his full strength. If Jun Zhanran and him are old enemies today, then it is justified, but they It was the first time they met, and Jun Zhanran was able to do this for a woman they didn't know before.

Nangong Cangao felt a little pity for such a landlord of Wulou. If such a person could come and go freely, the situation in the world would be different.

The two people looked at each other, like another competition, neither of them moved their eyes, they both felt the opponent's strength, if there was a slight difference, it would be death.

"Worse!" Xiao Hu yelled in a low voice, and the landlord actually started to compete with Yingshuai for internal strength?You must know that this match, unless they withdraw their moves at the same time, or one person loses first, it will be an endless situation until both of them lose their strength and fall down!

"Thank you, Lord Jun!" Lin Qiuyan saw the opportunity, and neither of these two people had time to take care of her right now, let alone leave now.

"Stop!" Xiao Hu yelled, "It happened because of you, you bitch want to leave now?! It's not that easy!"

He looked angry, but Lin Qiuyan ignored him, laughed a few times, jumped out of the corridor, Xiao Hu took out an object from his arms, opened his mouth and blew it, and there was a sea-like sound of snails. A white snail as white as frost and snow.

As soon as he finished playing, Xiao Hu suddenly broke into a cold sweat. If Luo Yin startled the host...

You can't be distracted in the internal strength competition. Luoyin can attract the guards in the building, but it can also distract people. Jun Zhanran moved slightly with the finger holding the blade. This movement was a flaw. He was startled, but it was too late, and Nangong Cangao, who was looking at him, flashed a smile in his eyes.

He lost.

Thoughts floated in Jun Zhanran's mind, but at the same time, Nangong Cangao retracted the saber, together with his internal strength, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it. What's even more rare was that the retraction happened at the same time, with no difference, no one else. damage.

Just now, they worked hard, but suddenly both of them stopped. Jun Zhanran fell forward and was firmly supported by a pair of hands, "Lord Jun is really good at it."

Not knowing the meaning of the joke, Nangong Cangao supported his shoulders and made him sit still. He could only feel the strong skeleton muscles under his clothes. It seemed that although Jun Zhanran had been in a wheelchair for a long time, his kung fu was not wasted at all.

"So far, you are the first one who has allowed me to use all my strength. Just for this, I have to have a good drink." Unexpectedly, Nangong Cangao would come to help him, Jun Zhanran only listened to the voice in his ear The laughter was low, unlike the opponents who had just competed just now, but from the tone, it seemed like friends who knew each other well.

Nangong Cangao has made friends all over the world, and he has his own merits. As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the wine cup in Jun Zhanran's hand.

The person on the chair raised his hand, "Wait—"

"What else do you want to say? I, Nangong Cangao, keep my word. Since you have taken my knife, the Yingxiaomeng will never arrest anyone in your Wulou territory, and you will do what you say." Holding the cup in hand, Nangong Cangao Ao seemed to smile but not a smile, "Is it because the Lord Jun can't trust me? Otherwise, how about using this glass of wine as proof today?"

"Jun Zhanran's wine, does Yingshuai dare to drink it?" Jun Zhanran was smiling, but there was a strange meaning in his smile, "I took Yingshuai's trick just now, and I will give you a condition, as long as you drink this cup today." If you don't die with wine, I will let you take people here."

Courtesy is reciprocal, no one owes anyone, but, who would dare to touch the wine he drank in the hands of the ghost?