after the villain

55.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, but Songshan Mountain is not peaceful. From time to time, the sound of fighting and fighting resounds in the night.

Nangong Cheng closed his fan to block the scimitar coming across. He was ghostly in shape, and under the approach of several black-clothed men with big arms and round waists, he seemed to be able to dodge left and right with ease, but he kept saying, "Okay." The fierce knife will break my fan, it is really too much."

"I don't know if you are heroes of that road, why do you fight with me, but is there any misunderstanding?"

"Look, you must have come down from the mountain? Could it be that you set the Shaolin Temple on fire? Don't worry, I'm not asking questions, I'm just curious—oh, I can't even be curious? Why are you so fierce? .”

As Nangong Cheng said, he dodged suddenly, and opened the fan with a cold breath. The sharp blade jumped out three inches from the fan, and a silvery-white light flashed across the night. It swept straight at the necks of the men in black who were approaching, and then turned around and kicked the other. The black clothes were heartbroken, and the wrists flipped the fan and closed to block the two scimitars looking at them from the front. The fan spread out again, and the fan flew, and several tiny flying needles shot towards the two of them like a goddess scattering flowers.

Nangong Shen turned around and fell from the tree.

The fan was lightly closed and unfolded in front of him, dressed in a blue dress, with a long and tall body, smoothing a strand of long hair at the sideburns with his fingers, smiling slightly from the side, and looking like a gentleman like jade.If it weren't for the four corpses planted under the tree one after another, and the bright red bloodstains on the fan, I really thought it was Mr. Zhuo Shijia, rather than killing four people lightly just now during a cup of tea, and even one of them was decapitated.

"Huh, it's really dangerous." Fortunately, he only met four, if there were two more, he would be able to get away so quickly.

Nangong Cheng let out a breath after thinking about it, but felt rather strange.In the fight just now, the people in black only attacked but not defended, and there was a strange sense of disobedience in their movements. Their moves were repeated and their hands and feet were uncoordinated. Those two rushed forward and were immediately pierced.

Moreover, the figures of these four people are all the same, with big arms and round waists, and there is not much difference between height, shortness, fat and thinness.

Nangong Cheng looked puzzled, covered half of his face with a fan, stepped forward, and turned the four men in black with his toes. He wanted to take a closer look, but just as he squatted down, his eyelids twitched suddenly, and his eyes twitched. A strong sense of crisis came.

He leaned back suddenly, the cold light narrowly passed by every inch of his eyes, and opened three pairs of eyes in the darkness.

Not far away, Yan Guitian frowned deeply as he looked at the man in black who got up from the ground in a twisted posture for the third time.

The men in black he faced were more than three times as many as Nangong Cheng's, and the battle was far less fancy than Nangong Cheng's. He spent more time luring those men in black away, so as not to let them disperse and cause Nangong Cheng's burden .

After walking far enough, when the Heavenly Will Sword was released, the restrained sword energy revealed its edge.

Immediately, a cold light flashed like a dragon swimming in the forest, and a sword sealed his throat.

However, when he was about to go back to help Nangong Sheng, the "corpses" whose throats had been wiped squirmed for a while, and even got up again. The bright red blood gushed out from the arteries and made a "puff" sound, but no one cared about it.

It is very unreasonable for them to attack again with a machete.

Yan Guitian's attack was much heavier the second time, but he was able to open his eyes again after being broken all over his body, struggling to stare at Yan Guitian's direction and making a "hoo hoo" sound, and only two of them did not come back to life again. .One was pierced between the eyebrows, and the other was pierced through the temple.

For the third time, Yan Guitian added attacks on the head and other vital gates.

He finally confirmed: "The weakness is in the head."

He didn't waste any more time, and with a lift of his wrist, the sword energy swam away and rolled off his head.

When Yan Guitian walked back quickly, Nangong Sheng's battle was coming to an end.

Among the four men in black, only three got up, and the only one who didn't move was the one who was beheaded by him. Nangong Cheng was aware of the key point almost immediately, and in the brief confrontation, he also realized something deeper.

"It just so happens that you're here, so you can confirm my guess." Nangong Sheng rarely smiled, his brows were slightly frowned, and he didn't even care about the blood splashed on his body.

As he spoke, he threw the fan upside down and held it upside down. A half-inch-long thin blade popped out from the tail of the fan. He squatted in front of a head, and the thin blade accurately pierced into the middle of the eyebrows, and then gouged out, a scarlet red The worm fell to the ground.

"As expected." After solving the mystery, Nangong Cheng's expression did not improve.

"what is this?"

Yan Guitian's pupils trembled, and just as he was about to reach out, he was stopped by Nangong Cheng, and then he pierced the worm with a thin blade and nailed it to death. The worm squirmed twice before it died completely, turning into a puddle of blood.

"This is a Gu worm, named Blood Jade Minion. This kind of worm is blue at first, but it only becomes blood-colored after absorbing enough blood. Because it can control corpses, it is named Blood Jade Minion. " Nangong Cheng paused for a moment, and said, "This insect was specially created for the Miao people, and it was once famous for the Miao people's technique of controlling corpses."

Yan Guitian suddenly looked sharp, "Could it be Ji Wuming?"

Although it is not widely known that Ji Wuming's biological mother is Miao girl Ge Puyan, it is not a rare thing.A third-rate expert like Yan Nanxing who doesn't have much access to the secrets may not know it, but Lu Huanxi definitely knows it, let alone the Weiyu Building where Bai Weiyu, one of the Seven Masters of the Martial Arts, has his eyes all over the world.

Nangong Sheng has never been stingy about spending money to inquire about information. If Wei Yulou doesn't know, he will offer a big reward. But what he knows is rarely hidden from Yan.

"But..." Ji Wuming doesn't look like someone who would do such a thing.

Nangong Sheng came into contact with Lin Yuezhi, and his understanding of evil palaces is different from before. He even thinks that evil palaces should not be classified as evil ways. What they do in Mobei is to protect the border people or resist the bandits in the north. , It is also possible to call them undocumented soldiers.

He also said, "It should not be his handwriting."

"Do you still remember what you saw underground in Yangjia Village?" Nangong Sheng said suddenly, "When I was in Qingzhou, I once saw someone offering a reward for the portrait of Palace Master Ji in the Weiyu Building. They are very high-profile in the city. Jia Jia inquired and found out that Chi Luo Yuanyi, the young master of the Nether Cult, brought a group of Nether slaves."

"I originally thought that these Nether Slaves are no different from the guards and thugs raised by the aristocratic family. No matter how special they are, they are just dead men."

"Now it seems that I'm afraid it's something terrible."

Nangong Cheng added, "The grievances between Palace Master Ji and the Nether Sect can be traced back to the fact that Chi Luochan joined forces with his uncle Ji Yuan to murder Senior Ji and his wife in Mobei. It was for the position of palace lord, and I speculated that Chi Luochan's motive was probably because the evil palace was too obtrusive on the border."

"Yesterday, Lu Zun told me that Ji Wuming's mother is Puyan, who was called the witch of the Miao ethnic group back then. Then, with the matter of joining the Yang family village, many unexplainable things have a reason."

When Nangong Cheng said this, his voice lowered, and it sounded a bit dull when he listened carefully. He said slowly: "Perhaps from the very beginning, what Chi Luochan wanted to do was to kill people and seize treasures."

"Hahahahahahaha!" Crazy laughter came from all directions in the dense forest the moment Nangong Cheng finished speaking.

Unexpectedly, until the other party made a sound, no one found out that there was someone else!

The two stood up almost immediately, and Yan Guitian even pulled out the Tianyi sword in an instant, and the sword energy swarmed all over his body - this was his most intuitive reaction to a strong enemy.

Nangong Cheng forced himself to be calm, and smiled softly, "Eavesdropping on a corner is not something a gentleman would do. Since Your Excellency is here, why bother to hide your head and show your tail?"

"Heh, your little dolls from the Central Plains are more polite than those bald donkeys chanting scriptures." The woman's voice was cold, her Mandarin was not very good, and she had an accent from outside the region.

Nangong Cheng had a thought, "Your Excellency is the leader of the Nether sect, the Raksha Empress Chi Luochan?"

"Oh? My son, since you have heard the name of this deity, why did you kill so many of my subordinates?" Chi Luochan said, a beautiful figure appeared on the tall branches under the moon.

I can't see her face from a distance, but I feel inexplicably familiar.

Nangong Cheng squinted his eyes. He suppressed the doubts in his heart, and secretly made a questioning gesture to Yan Guitian. His face turned pale with shock, and he asked knowingly, "Why did the leader say this? We are both innocent, when will we be together?" People who have hurt the leader? You really are wronged, and I hope the leader will learn from you."

Nangong Cheng looked calm and relaxed, but in fact he was very anxious. He was even more anxious because his gestures to Yan Guitian did not receive a response.

There are only two possibilities: Yan Guitian, who is in the dark, simply didn't see it;

If even Yan Guitian has no idea, one can imagine what rank the Rakshasa Empress is in front of her. So far, only the battle against Ji Wuming on the Endless Cliff has such a moment.

Nangong Cheng hoped to be one, but reason had already told him that it must be two, and his heart sank to the bottom.

The more difficult situation is that Chi Luochan is not a person who likes to chat nonsense with others.

"You don't have to pretend to be crazy and stupid, my deity is watching what you did just now." Chi Luochan smiled with a murderous aura, "Since you dare to destroy my Gu worms after killing my family members, you really deceive me. People? No matter what your reason is, if you dare to touch my things, you will pay with your life!"

"Dangerous!" Yan Guitian pushed Nangong Cheng away, and the Tianyi Sword directly used advanced sword moves, and the sword energy turned into stereotyped strands that directly tore apart Chi Luochan's internal force.

"Oh? So you are the new martial arts leader? Yu Jianyi is indeed very talented, and in time he might become the next sinking ship."

Chi Luochan turned around and smiled cruelly. The invisible internal force suddenly supercharged and wrapped up Yan Guitian. All the corpses on the ground turned into dust, and the blood color floated in the air, and then turned into long thorns. Aim at Yan Guitian.

"—Unfortunately, you met the deity."

Pfft!

Yan Guitian's pupils constricted, he turned his head abruptly, his vision became red.

The author has something to say: Alright, the group portrait show is solid.