When they saw the two men in black, Liu Dalang and his wife were startled.
In broad daylight, the white masks on their faces looked extremely strange, and they did not look like good citizens.
Liu Dalang and his wife had just received such a "huge sum" of five spiritual crystals. Just when they were extremely vigilant, they suddenly met these two weirdos. They quickly reached out to cover the cloth bag on their chests, for fear that the other party would take advantage of the money.
A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the masked man on the left, and his voice became softer: "Are you two from Piaohua Palace?"
"No, that's right, our couple is from Qingfeng Mountain." Liu Dalang was moved in his heart and simply pretended to be powerful, "Our daughter is a disciple of Piaohua Palace, a genius cultivator ranked fifth on the list of heroes."
"Disrespect, disrespect!" The man in black exclaimed, "My two brothers have long heard about the reputation of Piaohua Palace. We have some questions about cultivation and want to go up the mountain to ask the palace master for advice. Can you please give me some guidance?
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"Uh-huh!" Liu Dalang saw that although the masked man looked suspicious, his attitude was very humble, and he became less alert. He puffed up his chest and said, "Since you sincerely ask for advice, then I will give you a few pointers. Follow these instructions."
The road goes straight to Fufeng City, and beyond that is the Qingyun Mountain Range, the third main peak from left to right..."
He had been despised many times on Qingfeng Mountain, but now he finally met someone with a good attitude. Liu Dalang felt quite elated, and he was very excited when he pointed the way, spitting.
"Thank you very much!" The masked man on the left bowed his hands and said, "I wonder if there is a disciple named 'Ziyuan' in Piaohua Palace?"
"Ziyuan?" Liu Dalang was speechless for a moment when he asked.
The disciples of Piaohua Palace were all beautiful and graceful, but just looking at them twice made him feel inferior. How could he dare to talk to them casually?
Therefore, except for Lin Zhiyun and Liu Qiqi, Liu Dalang and his wife knew nothing about the names of the other girls, so naturally they were unable to answer the man in black's question.
"There are so many disciples in the Piaohua Palace, and we, the couple, can't recognize them all." Zhu Cuihua said from the side, "I have never heard of this 'Purple Yuan', so he is probably not an outstanding disciple."
The man in black seemed quite surprised when he heard this. After a while, he asked, "I wonder what the master of Piaohua Palace is like?"
I don't know what kind of cultivation it is!
Liu Dalang was asked twice in a row, and he gradually felt dissatisfied. He frowned and said: "The master of Piaohua Palace is so powerful that you can't understand it. I saw with my own eyes that she can summon tens of thousands of gods with just one finger."
The golden sword light is almost like a half-god."
"So awesome?" The man in black said with a hint of joking in his voice, "I admire you!"
"If there is nothing else, we have to leave." Liu Dalang was afraid that the other party would have another problem, so he no longer planned to continue this conversation. "There are some urgent matters at home!"
"Sorry to bother you two." The masked man on the right apologized, "There is one more thing I would like to ask you for a favor."
"What's the matter?" Upon hearing that the other party wanted to ask for help, Liu Dalang and his wife felt a little conflicted.
"Please you two..." the man in black said softly, "Go to hell!"
As soon as they finished speaking, Liu Dalang and his wife felt that a dazzling light suddenly lit up in front of them, which was so dazzling that they could not open their eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the two of them completely lost consciousness.
Until the moment he died, Liu Dalang still tightly covered the bag on his chest and refused to let go at all.
"Are these two ants worth Yaoguang's own action?" the man in black on the left said with narrowed eyes.
It turned out that these two men in black were Yao Guang and A Liang who attacked the Nantian Sword Sect.
"The villain's face looks disgusting." Yao Guang replied lightly, "He actually said that Xuanyin Body is not an outstanding disciple in Piaohua Palace. Isn't it ridiculous?"
"Perhaps there are other owners of special physiques in Piaohua Palace?" Ah Liang retorted.
"If there is, why can't the elders calculate it?" Yaoguang did not agree with his point of view.
"There are many ways to block deductions in this world." A Liang shook his head and said, "If the Nantian Sword Sect hadn't publicized it in the past, we might not have known about the existence of the Xuanyin Body until now."
"It's just a secular sect, how can it know how to block the secrets of heaven?" Yaoguang said indifferently, "Let's go, let's go meet the master of Piaohua Palace who is comparable to a 'half-god'."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared from where he was.
Am I overthinking it?
Ah Liang shook his head, putting aside the uneasiness in his heart, he touched the ground with his feet, his body turned into a black shadow, and he followed closely.
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On the official road outside the north gate of Daqian Imperial Capital, four figures were walking. Each of them was wearing a long gray coat, and their faces were covered by hoods on their heads, making it impossible to see their appearance clearly.
Several people walked in a hurry, as if they were in a hurry, and they didn't stop for a moment.
The leader was carrying another person behind him, but this extra weight didn't seem to put much burden on him, and he still walked as fast as he could.
"Brother Ghost Mandrill, how are you feeling?" This person suddenly said.
It turned out that this group of people was actually Sima Rou's group who fled from the imperial capital in a hurry after losing to Zhong Wen, and the person speaking at this time was none other than the team's chief think tank, "Soul-Leaving Gun" Wang Meng.
"The spiritual power has recovered a little." The ghost mandrill on Wang Meng's back replied, "I'm afraid it will take some time for the bones to recover."
"That's good, let's go to Northern Xinjiang Province first to avoid the limelight." Wang Meng said with a happy face, "We will make plans after Brother Guizhao recovers."
"General Wang, why are you going to Northern Xinjiang?" Sima Rou asked puzzledly, "We are not familiar with the place there, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to move forward."
"Miss, although we are familiar with Southern Xinjiang Province, there are many people who know us, so it is actually not safe." Wang Meng replied, "Brother Gui Mandrill is being hunted by the Dark Temple. If we go west, we will be closer to the chaotic place.
?In addition, compared with Northern Xinjiang, the area of Huazhe Province is much smaller and it is not easy to hide, so Northern Xinjiang Province is currently the best choice."
"That's it." Sima Rou suddenly realized, with admiration in his eyes, "The general is a great talent."
"Brother Wang, what should we plan for the future?" Dong Damu couldn't help but ask.
"I promised to help you kill Zhong Wen, and I will definitely do it." Gui Mandrill suddenly said decisively, "One day, he will die in my hands."
"Brother Ghost Mandrill, you have fulfilled your promise." Sima Rou's heart moved, and she suddenly felt infinite guilt, and said softly, "This failure is not your responsibility, let's just settle the matter."
"Can't you trust me?" Ghost Mandrill's eyes shot out with a sharp light.
"Brother Guizhao, Miss is also worried about you." Wang Meng saw that something was wrong in the atmosphere and quickly smoothed things over, "Zhong Wen is really a monster. It is extremely difficult to kill him. If he fails again, he may not be able to kill him next time.
Let us go."
"Next time, I won't fail." Ghost Mandrill said coldly and stopped talking.
Sima Rou and Wang Meng didn't speak, and the atmosphere was a little heavy for a while.
"Someone is coming from ahead." Ghost Mandrill suddenly said.
Wang Meng and others quickly cheered up and pulled the hoods on their heads to cover their faces more tightly.
After another half a moment, a figure floated faintly in front of him. Wang Meng couldn't help but marvel at the mandrill's ability to perceive it.
After a while, noisy conversations and the neighing of horses gradually reached everyone's ears, and oncoming was a large team of carriages and horses.
"Move to the side and give way to them!" Wang Meng warned, then stood upright first, intending to let the convoy pass.
Upon seeing this, Sima Rou, Dong Damu and Wang Songliang followed suit and stood obediently on the left side of the road, with their eyebrows lowered and their heads lowered, for fear of making eye contact with the person in front of them.
The team in front continued to approach, and the voices of those on horseback gradually became clearly audible.
"I have long heard about Brother Nangong's demeanor, but now that I have met him, I realize that what the world has said is not enough to describe one ten thousandth of Brother Nangong." Only one person said, "It's really better to be famous than to meet, Tao.
Surprised!"
"Brother Tao is serious. I have admired the "Five Elites of Anshan" for a long time. I don't know how many generations of cultivation I have been blessed with to get help from them."
Hearing this voice, Sima Rou trembled all over. Joy, longing, resentment, infatuation, all kinds of emotions came one after another. Crystal tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, and her heart could not stop beating wildly.
No one knows the owner of this voice better than her.
This is a handsome, gentle and handsome man!
A man who makes her dream about and make her love sick!
For this man, she would rather give up everything, abandon everything, and even betray her best friend since she was a child!
However, this was also a man who broke Sima Rou's heart.
A cold-blooded person who left her when she was in despair, treating her like a broken shoe.
Nangong Lin!
"Second Master Nangong can recruit masters like the 'Five Elites of Anshan', and his status in the Nangong family will definitely rise in the future. He might not be able to compete with the head of the family." Immediately, another person said, "It's gratifying, it's really congratulatory.
What a joy!”
"Brother Zhang, please don't say that. I have always respected my eldest brother and have no thoughts of fighting for power." Nangong Lin laughed and said, "This time I asked Brother Tao and others to come out, just to join hands with all the sages and work together.
Carry forward the Nangong family."
"Brother Nangong has a mind as big as the sea, I admire you!"
While several people were complimenting each other, the team had passed where Wang Meng and others were, and gradually moved away.
Seeing that the two sides were about to miss each other and go their separate ways, Sima Rou suddenly panicked in her heart.
She had a feeling that if she missed this time, she might never see the man she loved and hated again in this life.
No, I can't let him go like this!
An irrational yet uncontrollable emotion surged into my heart.
"Brother Lin!"
At this moment, her body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, completely out of control of her brain, and she shouted loudly to the person on the horse.
"Miss!" Wang Meng didn't expect that Sima Rou would lose control of her emotions and expose herself directly. She couldn't help but turn pale with fright. By the time she wanted to stop him, it was too late.
Nangong Lin and others in the team were attracted by Sima Rou's voice. They reined in their horses and turned around to look at where Wang Meng and others were.
"Brother Lin, it's me, I'm Rou'er!"
Now that he had been exposed, Sima Rou no longer had any scruples, moved his jade feet, came to Nangong Lin's mount in a few steps, reached out and took off his hood, and said excitedly.
The moment he saw Sima Rou, Nangong Lin's face turned pale.
"Brother Nangong is indeed suave and charming." "Brother Zhang" on the horse next to him didn't know why and couldn't help but joked, "Just walking on the road, there are beautiful women coming to my door. I really envy me.
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"Zhang, Brother Zhang was joking. I don't recognize this girl." Nangong Lin broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.
"Brother Lin, you, are you so heartless?" Sima Rou couldn't help but feel sad after hearing him deny the relationship between the two, and said heartbrokenly, "The friendship of more than two years has been broken off.
What?"
"You are willing to abandon such a beautiful woman. Brother Nangong is really not an ordinary person!" Just looking at his expression, "Brother Zhang" concluded that there must be some unclear relationship between Nangong Lin and this woman, and immediately laughed and shouted: "If it is
As a brother, I would definitely take her home to love her and take good care of her!"
"Brother Zhang is joking, I really don't know her." Nangong Lin forced out a smile, then turned to Sima Rou and shouted loudly, "Girl, you and I have never met, how can we have any friendship? I have a wife at home.
Room, please stop talking nonsense like this!"
As soon as these words came out, Sima Rou's heart finally sank, and two lines of hot tears fell down from her delicate face, with a sad and sad look in her eyes.