Chapter 448 A small test of great love

"Then please?" Sikong Dong once again made room for the two of them, and everyone backed away obediently. └@ ┘

What Nangong Lan has to face now is Sikong Shui, a second-level cultivator of the Bingque Sect's Earth Spirit. You can tell from the name that this guy is definitely more domineering than Sikong Chong. At least he is water. You see.

Look how awesome the reservoirs, canals, and dams are. Maybe this guy has some big tricks up his sleeve.

I saw the two of them fighting against each other, their eyes facing each other coldly. However, there was a hint of ambiguity in Nangong Lan's solemn eyes. Could it be that this guy fell in love with Sikong Shui?

On the other hand, Sikong Shui actually showed the same composure and calmness as Sikong Chong. Maybe it’s because of the cold weather in Bingquemen. The people here seem to be very calm. Maybe the word calm means that people will react in a very cold environment.

It's very quiet, maybe that's why.

"Plop, plop." Nangong Lan didn't know whether he was a little nervous or a little hot, but he actually opened his folding fan and slowly blew a small breeze, which made Li Miao on the side almost laugh. He was pretending to be cool.

You can't play like this, it's below freezing here and you're on Baidu, and you're still fanning yourself, are you getting water in your head?

"Brother, is this burning with desire?" Sikong Shui's words were quite ridiculing, making his humble appearance look more interesting.

"Haha, I don't mind having fun with you." Nangong Lan's words were even more shocking. These words made the other party weak.

"Is it useful to talk so much nonsense, disgusting guy?" Sikong Shui showed his disdain.

Nangong Lan's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Why did he say he was a disgusting guy? Could it be that what happened last night had already been spread? Oh, what can I do? The hidden sect has lost all its embarrassment. If the time comes, he will stand out.

, this is such a shame and humiliation, Nangong Lan’s thoughts suddenly became confused.

"Who are you calling disgusting!" Nangong Lan became angry with embarrassment.

"Hey, what's wrong with me saying you're disgusting? A guy who likes men is not worth my extra words." As soon as Sikong Shui's words came out, Nangong Lan's head started to buzz. It seems that good things don't go out, and bad things spread.

Qianli, it seems that these dogs all know it, and Nangong Lan’s murderous intention has been ignited for a while.

Li Miao couldn't hold it back and laughed. It seems that the news about this hidden sect leaked out quickly, but it's no wonder that such a group of tempered people suddenly came, and everyone's focus was on

They, together with Nangong Lan and Nangong Zhu, had such breaking news, everyone would definitely spread the news.

"Go to hell, you bitch!" Nangong Lan finally violated the taboo of military strategists and acted out of emotion. He quickly closed the folding fan in his hand and rushed forward, and in an instant he was beside Sikong Shui.

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At this moment, Nangong Lan instantly unfolded the folding fan in his hand and moved it towards Sikong Shui's throat at an alarming speed. It seemed that he wanted to seal his throat one by one. The lethality of this usual method was still extremely high.

It's so big that if Sikong Shui doesn't react, his neck will be cut open, and he'll have to pay his respects to the Lord of Hell.

At this critical moment, Sikong Shui suddenly took a step back. At the same time, he raised his neck and Nangong Lan's fan brushed against his neck, leaving a red mark immediately.

"Sure enough, it's sharp enough and cruel enough." After successfully dodging Nangong Lan's attack, Sikong Shui quickly jumped three meters away and touched his neck. A layer of skin was actually worn away, and a small amount of blood seeped out. Coming out, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Sikong Dong, the steward who was watching on the sidelines, nodded with satisfaction. He was quite satisfied with the methods Nangong Lan showed. Especially after they have hatred with their opponents, their potential will be stimulated and their tricks will become more vicious.

Can Nangong Lan not be ruthless? He has been humiliated like this for being gay. How can he behave in the future? So a thought came to his mind. Sikong Shui must be killed today, regardless of whether Sikong Dong interfered or not. He had to kill him, otherwise he would never be able to live with this disgusting thing for the rest of his life, and he would not be able to give an explanation to his gay friend Nangong Zhu.

Hey, love is so great.

"Stop talking too much, let you taste my power today." Nangong Lan gritted his teeth and said fiercely. At this moment, his heart seemed to be full of super resentment. In his mind, Sikong Shui was already a corpse. Dead body.

"Oh, look at you, isn't it just to expose your secret? Do you need to be so angry? What's more, the entire Bingque Sect knows this news. If you can, kill them all." Sikong Shui's mouth is also quite mean, this is clearly a provoking method.

"What the hell are you talking about!" Nangong Lan collapsed again and threw out the folding fan in his hand without saying a word, just like throwing a dart. At the same time, he also rushed up after the folding fan.

Fighting like this has great advantages. The folding fan rotates in the air. As long as the opponent cannot dodge, he will definitely be scratched by the folding fan. But if the opponent avoids the attack of the folding fan, Nangong Lan can follow closely behind and still catch you by surprise. .

Therefore, Nangong Lan also used this trick at the sect conference, and the effect was very good. Now he is repeating the old trick.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh." The folding fan rotated violently in the air and flew towards Sikong Shui's body.

Nangong Lan, who followed closely, even assumed a golden hook and choked her throat, as if she wanted to kill him with one blow.

But everything is so dramatic.

Sikong Shui suddenly stretched out his right palm and drew a circle in the air, and a round ice cube the size of a plate suddenly appeared in his hand, just like a magic trick.

And this rotating folding fan hit the ice cube.

"Gaden." Nangong Lan's folding fan bounced to the ground as if it hit an iron plate. Nangong Lan, who followed closely in the air, was obviously startled. Is this guy Liu Qian? Where did you get the ice cubes?

But the current situation did not allow him to hesitate at all. He was cruel again and rushed towards Sikong Shui at high speed.

But Sikong Shui was not nervous at all. He grabbed the ice-shaped disc in his hand and flew towards Nangong Lan. This almost made Nangong Lan pee in fear. What on earth was he going to do? And he obviously didn't have any hands. The folding fan is hard. If you come into close contact with this ice tray, will you break your bones?

For a moment, Nangong Lan's thoughts became confused again. She was really confused. This time, she had miscalculated again. What kind of things did the Bingque sect have? How could they use such despicable means?

But everything was too late, because the two people came from opposite sides, just like two cars colliding head-on. The impact at this speed was quite big.

"Boom." Nangong Lan's fist hit the disc in Sikong Shui's hand hard, and Nangong Lan's body flew out directly, leaving a fist-sized mark on the disc.

With a bang, Nangong Lan lay down directly on the snow. Fortunately, the snow was relatively soft, and except for the fact that her fist was almost scrapped, there was no serious problem.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Sikong Dong beside him couldn't help but clapped his hands, with a look of joy on his face.
Chapter completed!