Chapter 120

As soon as Nanmen Feng exerted himself, he startled his right arm.

It was like the pain of 10 million knives piercing his heart at the same time, which made Nanmen Maple sweat all over in an instant.

The whole arm is like being hit by a hammer thousands of times. It is black like a lotus root just dug out of the mud. Inside, both bones and flesh are condensed into a ball, and even meridians and blood vessels are blocked.

"It seems that this arm is going to waste!"

Nanmen Feng endured pain, but his face didn't show much surprise and unwilling.

As early as Nanmen Feng used his arm as the base of the soul eating array, he expected such a result. After all, the violence of the array, even steel, may not be able to carry, not to mention the flesh and blood of human beings.

The pain just now has left a shadow in the heart of Nanmen Feng. He really doesn't dare to move half a minute.

"Xiaoqing, come in!"

Nanmen Feng shouted at the door.

"Wake up, wake up..."

With the sound of surprise, duanmuqing and Du Li rushed into the room in an instant.

"Xiao Yi, how do you feel?"

Du Li asked as soon as he entered the room.

Feeling?

"It feels terrible!"

Nanmen Feng smiled bitterly and moved his eyes to his right arm

"Don't worry, as long as people are all right!"

Du Li comforted, and finally put down his worry. Such a heavy injury has been cured to this extent in one day. It's really worthy of being Du Li's dry son. He has the ability.

"Then... I'll cook!"

Seeing that Nanmen Feng finally woke up, duanmuqing took a deep breath, showed a long lost smile, and then walked out of the door.

"Xiao Yi, what you did today is really crazy. Even I am constantly sweating for you!"

Du Li sincerely praised.

oh

Nanmen Feng was stunned and immediately showed a smile, "why don't you scold me?"

Scold you, why scold you?

Du Li blinked and said.

"I not only killed Hong Tianci, but also gave sect leader Duan to those who offended. Don't you care?"

South Gate Maple Road.

Hearing the speech, Du Li suddenly changed his face, and the black breath filled his face in an instant.

"You underestimate your Godfather too much!"

Du Li clenched his fist and angrily said, "you did the right thing! His hands are stained with the blood of the frost. Even if you don't kill him today, I Du Li will never allow him to live for three days!"

"And that Double Ninth Festival, I've already seen him unhappy!"

Du Li was furious when he remembered what Duan Chongyang had done to Nanmen Feng in the challenge arena today.

Nanmen Maple glanced slightly and had a certain understanding of Du Li's bloody degree.

"When will the old monster come back?"

Du Li suddenly asked. He naturally meant monk du'e.

"Soon, it should be within this month!"

South Gate Maple Road.

"When he comes back, if you have the ability, you can take him to the door. Anyway, you are his apprentice. It shouldn't be difficult!"

Du Li's tentative way.

"Well, why, why?"

Nanmen Feng didn't understand.

"You silly boy, with a good backer, why don't you know how to use it!"

Independence hates iron, but Cheng Gang said, "compared with Duan Chongyang and Hong Tai, the monk du'e in your family is the real monster. As long as you take monk du'e to slip around the door, I'm afraid no one will dare to provoke you from now on!"

Take a walk

Nanmen Feng suddenly felt cold and said, "you say it's as simple as herding cattle and walking horses. In fact, the monster has a very bad temper. If you don't agree with him, do it!"

Use him as a backer?

Nanmen Feng tilted his mouth, shook his head and said, "I think it's hanging!"

Smell speech, although Du Li is unwilling, he knows that Nanmen Feng is telling the truth.

Not long ago, duanmuqing made a table of plain food, which made nanmenfeng admire her craft for the first time.

Obviously, what she learned from Wen Xiaoxiang during this period was not only dancing, but also cooking

Du Li and Nanmen Feng simply explained a few words, and then left directly. They rushed to find Duan Chongyang for an explanation.

Duanmuqing packed up the dishes and chopsticks. When she returned again, Nanmen Maple had disappeared.

With a touch of doubt, she followed the smell of Nanmen maple and really noticed the Nanmen Maple standing by the lotus pond and enjoying the flowers.

At this time, the rain has stopped. The lotus flowers in full bloom all year round in the pool are charming and dripping. The bright moon is reflected in the clear water, as well as the indifferent Nanmen maple.

In just a few days, too many things have happened.

The death of Mu ningshuang's brother and sister, like a fuse, ignited Nanmen Maple's bloodthirsty heart hidden for a long time.

Hong Tianci's death is only the beginning.

If the blood rain building is not extinguished, Nanmen Maple's bloodthirsty heart will never stop.

In the next half month, Nanmen Maple has been closed in Wuxiang Temple. Luobotou has become the full-time imperial doctor of Nanmen maple. In addition to various precious pills sent by Du Li, the wound on Nanmen Maple's arm has recovered very slowly, but it is indeed developing towards benefits.

The broken bone gradually continued to connect, the arm burst open, the new meat grew like a bud, and the pain weakened day by day.

"I won't use this trick in the future!"

Nanmen Maple looked at his bloody arm and said in a dark way.

……

The autumn is crisp and the night is as cool as water.

Dressed in black and wearing a hat, Nanmen Maple appeared at the door of the famous Hongman building in Tianfeng city.

At this time, the shopkeeper and two shop boys are preparing to close.

"My guest, come back another day. We're closed today!"

Two bartenders said to Nanmen Feng without stopping their closing.

"I'm looking for your shopkeeper!"

Nanmen Feng walked directly into the door.

"Sir, wait a minute. I'll call the shopkeeper now..."

Then the two children hurried to the backyard.

In this era, when the waiter, are smart minds, good eyes, they are good at observing words and colors.

They can easily see the rich, the poor, the strong and the weak.

And Nanmen Maple gives them the feeling that it is strong and inviolable.

Not long ago, an old man hurried to the south gate and hugged the maple with a fist, "your guest is here, take a seat quickly!"

"You don't have to. I'm here to ask the old shopkeeper for a name!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nanmen Feng turned his head slightly and fixed it on the faces of the two little boys.

"Well... We seem to have something to do!"

The two boys slapped their heads and quickly walked away.

"It's said that this Hongman building has been established here for hundreds of years. Its business is booming and enjoys a high reputation in Tianfeng city..."

South Gate Maple Road

"My guest, you've been praised too much. I don't know what you want to ask, but it doesn't matter. The little old man must know everything and answer everything!"

When the old shopkeeper heard the flattery of Nanmen maple, his old face was like a blooming daisy.

"Have you ever heard of the three words blood rain building?"

A cold light flashed in Nanmen Feng's eyes and involuntarily clenched the nameless knife in his hand.

"Blood... Rain... Building..."

The old shopkeeper raised his eyes. After thinking for a long time, he shook his head with a little regret.

"Think again..."

Nanmenfeng couldn't help insisting again.

Smelling the speech, the old shopkeeper twisted his beard again and thought about half a cup of tea.

"My guest, I'm really sorry, but I've never heard of this name. You'd better ask elsewhere!"

"Well, thank you!"

The maple face of the South Gate hugged the old man and walked out of the door.

The fog gradually rose in the dark street and there was no one left.

"I've run to hundreds of restaurants, teahouses and auction houses these days, but no one has ever heard the name. Isn't this blood rain building an organization in Tianfeng city?"

Nanmen Feng couldn't help scratching his head, and he was a little agitated in his heart.

Suddenly, several faint murders were smelled by Nanmen Maple like a smell. Nanmen Maple's eyebrows wrinkled, his pupils narrowed, and his face gradually showed the color of expectation. "Hope, the visitor is the killer of the blood rain building!"

Shua Shua

Dozens of figures rushed out from the night and immediately surrounded Nanmen maple.

Nanmen Feng raised his head. When he saw the arrival again, he was suddenly angry.

Although these people are all dressed in black, they don't have a mask, and they don't have the hostility unique to the killer. Although they are tall and powerful, they only have the first level and middle level cultivation of the spirit realm, which are uneven.

"Nanmenfeng, my master said that as long as anyone can get your head, he will reward 100000 Liang!"

The leading man sneered, "although we have no grievances, I'm sorry!"

"Even your high-ranking young masters in the spirit realm died under my knife. I advise you to get rid of this idea quickly!"

Nanmen Feng shook his head slightly, but he couldn't mention any war intention to deal with such a person.

As soon as the voice of Nanmen Maple fell, the people in black around suddenly hesitated.

Indeed, Hong Tianci, a high-ranking person in the Na spirit realm, is not his opponent. Does he really have the hope of victory with his mob?

"Don't panic, listen to me!"

Seeing that his mind was not strong, the leader quickly raised his long knife, pointed to the maple at the south gate and said, "the master said that this guy was seriously injured in the last war. At this time, he was just a paper tiger. What's more, we have 30 people. If we go together, we can easily take him down!"

"At that time, 100000 taels of silver will be enough for 30 of us, 3000 taels each..."

All the words of the leading man are not as useful as the 100000 Liang silver in the last sentence.

Hearing the figure of three thousand taels of silver, everyone's eyes lit up as if they fell into the eyes of money.

As the saying goes, money can drive the devil. Money has a greater temptation than life to many people in the world.

"Good! As long as we go together, we will be able to win him!"

Driven by money, another man shouted.

"Let's go!"

"He is just a paper tiger at the moment!"

"Kill him and give him money!"

Everyone is eager to try and will do it soon.

"Die!"

Nanmen Feng slightly moved the nameless knife in his hands, and a cold killing intention burst out in an instant.

If these people met someone else, they might give them a way to live. Unfortunately, they met Nanmen maple. At the same time they decided to kill Nanmen maple, they were on Nanmen Maple's must kill list

Shua

Dozens of swords with different shapes came from the maple in the South Gate in all directions.

When Nanmen Feng just wanted to make a move, suddenly, something happened again.

A ghostly shadow, like a black swallow under the moon, quickly reached the extreme long knife and instantly cut off the arms of three or four people.

Ah... My hand.

The sad cry rang through and made everyone pause.