Liu Qianwen took a casual glance and saw that among the dozen women, five were dressed as girls and one was dressed as a maid.
When the ten women in the central hall of Sanliyuan saw a man being carried in, their faces changed drastically and their expressions were startled.
However, when they saw Mr. Jiang serving solemnly and smiling, bowing and bowing, they were all so shocked that they all bowed their eyes to Nangong Haotian who was being carried, and saluted him.
The small hall was very richly decorated and the furnishings were extremely luxurious, but Liu Qianwen and others had no intention of paying attention to these. Under the guidance of Jiang Zhongzhao, Nangong Haotian was carried into a gorgeous small room filled with the fragrance of makeup and powder.
The embroidered quilt was scattered on the bed of the gauze curtain. It was obvious that a certain woman outside had slept on this bed last night. Liu Qianwen and Wei Xiaoying could not care less at this time and ordered several martial arts masters to lay Nangong Haotian flat on the bed.
After Nangong Haotian was placed on the bed, Aunt Shan looked at Jiang Zhongzhao and said harmoniously: "Master Jiang..."
Jiang Zhongzhao quickly bowed and asked in a low voice: "My dear, what are your orders?"
Aunt Shan pointed to the other martial arts masters next to her and said gratefully: "Please take care of these few to rest, eat and drink, and be especially careful to prevent anyone from breaking in. If you see anything wrong, you will be killed without mercy, you know?"
Jiang Zhongzhao's expression paused, and he quickly bent down and replied: "Yes, I will go to deploy immediately."
Aunt Shan suddenly remembered something, her face changed, and she said in a deep voice: "Warn them, especially to keep quiet, and not to go out of line or exceed the etiquette. Otherwise, don't blame me, Aunt Shan, for turning them all into puddles of blood."
The expressions of several martial artists changed greatly when they heard this. Jiang Zhongzhao also hurriedly bowed in response, and then led several martial artists out.
At this time, Liu Qianwen had already covered Nangong Haotian with the embroidered quilt, looked at Wei Xiaoying and Aunt Shan, and said anxiously: "Brother Nangong's internal organs may be seriously injured. If we don't deliver Qi to him in time,
Massage as soon as possible, I'm afraid it will be difficult to revive him."
Aunt Shan had rich experience. Seeing that Nangong Haotian's complexion was gradually returning to rosy, and his nose wings were even, she said with relief: "It doesn't matter, young master just used up too much strength, and was overworked, so he couldn't sleep well for a few days. Let's give it a try first."
Let him sleep for a while, and when he wakes up, he can take a big tonic pill and he will recover."
Liu Qianwen had already placed the broken Nether Dragon Sword in two parts on Nangong Haotian's pillow. After listening to what Aunt Shan said, Nangong Haotian's complexion was indeed much better.
The three of them deliberated for a while, feeling that they could not trust Jiang Zhongzhao and others too much, and finally decided that Aunt Shan should pay attention to the courtyard, Wei Xiaoying should pay attention to the small hall, and Liu Qianwen would guard Nangong Haotian. The three of them would take turns changing places to rest.
The moment before dawn is the darkest, and now is the moment before dawn.
Liu Qianwen faced Nangong Haotian's bed, crossed her legs on a large square stool, closed her eyes, adjusted her breath, meditated, and fell asleep unconsciously.
However, Nangong Haotian, who was lying on his back under the embroidered quilt on the bed, slowly opened his eyes. He had woken up long ago and felt that Liu Qianwen had fallen asleep. He did not make much noise, fearing that he might wake up.
she.
Nangong Haotian adapted to the surrounding environment, and then suddenly remembered his body. He couldn't help but use the magic of turning waste into gods. He only felt a wave of weakness. The divine source crystal was empty, and there was not much power of chaos in his limbs.
This time I really played hard. The Shenyuan Crystal was exhausted once before, and now it is exhausted again. I am afraid it will be difficult to recover without a period of rest.
Fortunately, the effect of the power of chaos is miraculous. Apart from being weak, there are no major injuries in the body. As long as he rests for a period of time and regains his strength, there is no need to worry.
Nangong Haotian just wanted to push himself up to recover his power, but suddenly, he couldn't help but frown, and suddenly felt that someone seemed to be lurking nearby, and he was quietly approaching his gums with bated breath.
Nangong Haotian was so shocked that he quickly closed his eyes and did not dare to use the Nether Demonic Eyes. Firstly, it consumed too much, and finally some chaos power appeared. After consuming himself, he would not be able to protect himself. Secondly,
I am also worried that someone will find me.
After calming down, Nangong Haotian felt that his brain was spinning faster. Having had the experience of being kidnapped by an old demon, he thought that the person approaching him with bated breath was probably the Demon Dragon Slayer King.
The last time he lost to the powerful killing god, this time he was injured by the silver-shirted swordsman and Master Fa Ming. The reason for contacting him twice was that Nangong Haotian thought to himself: "Could it be that he wants to kidnap me to teach me some unique skills?"
Thinking of the secret knowledge, Nangong Haotian touched the Juelong Immortality Ring on his finger without leaving any trace. The secret book was inside and should not be discovered.
But Nangong Haotian is still a little worried, because when the Demon Dragon Slayer King washed his menstruation and cut his marrow, he must have known that he did not have this ring on his body. Now that it suddenly appeared, it would inevitably arouse his suspicion. If he took advantage of the fact that he did not resist,
I took it away when I was strong, and I didn’t even know why I was crying.
Nangong Haotian thought for a while, but he didn't dare to take the risk. Although the Juelong Shengxian Ring had recognized him as its owner, it seemed that he had not found any other uses except for being able to hold things and the time inside it being different from the outside world.
, but will a treasure that can be fought over by that strong man only have such a few functions?
But it seems that the Demon Dragon Slayer King didn't take away the ring on his hand last time! Nangong Haotian paused. The last time he was captured, he didn't touch the Dragon Ascension Ring, and he probably won't do it this time either.
Move it, after all, this ring looks dark and ugly.
Thinking of this, Nangong Haotian breathed a sigh of relief. If there is anything that he can value now, the first one is of course Liu Qianwen, Shangguan Xiaowan and Wei Xiaoying too, the second one is his parents' coffins, and the third one is Jue
After Long Shengxian took the ring, he always had a feeling that the ring had an extraordinary secret.
Recalling those scenes that I didn't know but my soul captured, I replayed them in my mind later, letting myself know many things I didn't know before, about the golden figure and the strong man later.
, what are they all for? What is hidden in this ring?
As he thought about it, Nangong Haotian felt that his head was in a mess, and he suddenly realized that he was still under surveillance. He quickly adjusted his breathing and pretended to be asleep.
But unknowingly, Nangong Haotian actually fell into a deep sleep. It's no wonder that he was able to recover from such a serious injury in such a short period of time. He was already extremely powerful.
You know, according to the strength standards classified by Nangong Haotian, I am afraid that Master Faming is already considered a peerless warrior. Although I am not sure that he is a peerless warrior, he is at least in the late stage of a peerless warrior.
Being hit in the back by such a strong man with all his strength, one can imagine how much damage Nangong Haotian suffered. Coupled with the exhaustion of the power of chaos and successive battles, his current state is that he is exhausted.
Sometimes, the consciousness will fall asleep unconsciously to protect the body.
…
I don't know how long it took, but Nangong Haotian opened his eyes. After a moment of confusion, his eyes immediately regained their divine light.
When Nangong Haotian opened his eyes, he saw darkness in front of him. Even with his skill, he could not see his fingers without using the Nether Demonic Eyes. However, he knew that he was still lying on the bed, but it was no longer the same bed as before.
With this discovery, and recalling what he had just noticed, Nangong Haotian immediately understood what was going on. It seemed that he had really been captured by the Demon Dragon Slayer King.
Nangong Haotian sank into his dantian and looked at the Divine Source Crystal, which had only half of the power of chaos. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. This recovery was too slow. It seemed that it would take some time for his strength to recover, but now if the Demon Dragon Slayer King
If you suddenly kill someone, you can be considered as having the strength to protect yourself. At worst, they will both die together.
After thinking about it, Nangong Haotian pretended to be surprised, made a soft sound, hurriedly sat up with his arms, looked around anxiously, and asked anxiously: "Where is this place?"
At this moment, Nangong Haotian's most familiar hoarse voice came from the back of his head, and the voice said calmly: "Nangong Haotian, you are here with me now..."
"You are the Dragon Slayer King..." Nangong Haotian deliberately pretended to be surprised and asked anxiously in surprise. As he was speaking, just as he was about to turn around, the Demon Dragon Slayer King behind him had already stopped him urgently: "Don't look back."
Nangong Haotian was startled, but he still made a sound on his face, turned back, and asked eagerly: "Dragon Slayer King, isn't this junior injured? Why are you still here now?"
The Demon Dragon Slayer King smiled, with a sinister feeling in his laughter, and said: "The injury is nothing, it is just a momentary reversal of Qi and blood. Once the Qi comes over, even if it is recovered, it is nothing."
Nangong Haotian said oh, and then said deliberately: "This junior remembers that when the old beggar was shot to death with his finger, he seemed to have fainted in the square, and then..."
The Demon Dragon Slayer King asked coldly: "You don't know what happened next, do you?"
Nangong Haotian knew that with his current skills, if he said that he had no idea at all, the old devil would not believe it. After thinking about it, he pondered a little and continued: "No, this junior seems to have been lifted up and carried to a place."
After saying this, he paused and asked deliberately: "Senior Dragon Slayer King, did you ask them to carry this junior to this place?"
The Demon Dragon Slayer King didn't know what his expression was, and said calmly: "No, it was the girl from the Liu family and Aunt Shan who carried you to another place."
Nangong Haotian nodded and asked in surprise: "Old senior, where are Sister Liu Shi and the others?"