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In the dark, shuirou listens to all the words. She is especially sure that Nangong Mo is the killer of Princess Ping. She is already rubbing her fists and wiping her hands. She is waiting for the Empress Dowager to go to bed and clean him up.

Calculating the time, the second master's people have already sent the Nangong Mo out of the palace gate. It can be imagined that the second master has sent people to guard at the gate. First watch a good play, and then take Nangong Mo's head to pay homage to Princess Ping. Watching the Empress Dowager enter the house, she flies on the beam.

After the third shift, Nangong Mo was sent to the gate. He took a look at the gate of the palace and swore in his heart that he would go in one day with his head high.

Whoosh!

Seeing the absence of Nangong Mo, Nusheng was the first to pull out his sword and stab Nangong Mo hard behind him. Force a, blood splashed on the ground, the air filled with disgusting smell of blood.

Nangong looked back without changing his color. He didn't reach for the wound behind him. Looking back, he took another look at the resplendent palace. He quickly pulled out his sword from his waist.

Whoosh, whoosh!

A sword is a sword. All the guards brought by Nusheng were lying on the ground in an instant. Seeing this, Nusheng didn't dare to neglect and concentrated on Nangong Mo's sword technique.

After a while, mengsha appeared outside with another group of killers. A group of people besieged Nangong Mo, and there were dozens of swords in mid air, which made Nangong Mo gradually feel the pressure. However, his ability to deal with these soldiers is still no problem.

He stretched out his big hand, grasped one of them, and pressed it all the way with his body in front of other swords. After a while, several guards died, and several fathers were on the ground.

Nusheng and mengsha worked hand in hand for many years and completed numerous tasks. There was an unspeakable tacit understanding between them. Each sword is aimed at Nangong Mo's chest. It's powerful to swing the sword. It's a drag action. The sword is inserted into Nangong Mo's left arm and thigh.

Whoosh! Two more, the blood of Nangong Mo flowed out.

"Ah

Nangong Mo realized that he despised the enemy too much and yelled to seal his acupoints. Hands together, mouth a burst of chanting, the body rose to half empty.

No, this boy is going to do something wrong?

Nusheng and mengsha feel bad. Other guards cover their heads with their hands and squat down. With the spell, the guards rolled on the ground.

Nusheng and mengsha look at each other and use their internal skills to fight against the evil sound. It's a pity that the evil sounds are everywhere. No matter how high their skills are, they can't stand it for too long. Mengsha, in particular, soon felt the roar of her ears, the sound running through her body, and her left arm didn't listen.

In mid air, Nangong Mo's body emits yellow light. At first glance, it looks like a giant Buddha sitting in mid air. The light is dazzling and dizzy.

My God!

This boy is really powerful. He even knows the curse of the demon sect.

Shuirou knows this trick is also called masked Tathagata. The light can make people unable to open their eyes, and the incantation can make people's soul not return to their body. If ordinary people listen for a long time, they will be deaf and blind. Those who have the skills will try to resist the spell with their skills, but the more they do, the more their internal power will disappear as soon as possible, their limbs will be numb, and finally they will become absolutely useless.

No way! In this way, Nusheng and mengsha are not rivals of Nangong Mo, and Nangong Mo is the last gasp. If he comes back, the consequences will be unimaginable. She changed into another woman in order not to be recognized by Nangong Mo and Nusheng.

Overlooking the scene below, with a wave of her orchid finger, a blue light shoots at Nangong Mo from the top of her head, directly attacking his important parts.

"Ah"

the top of his head was shining, and Nangong Mo suddenly felt a panic at the bottom of his heart. Before he looked up, he saw that Nusheng and mengsha launched an attack. For a moment, they couldn't grasp the weight of their hands, so they fell to the ground.

Whoosh!

Body landing, mengsha and angry double sword hit. Although the guards on the ground stopped their labor, they couldn't get back to their souls. They were lying on the ground and panting for air.

Seeing this, shuirou helped them. A light fell on the guards. The guards were sober and took up their swords one after another.

Nangong Mo looked up and saw that the sword was like rain, and his mind was in a mess. However, he can be sure that there must be some experts to help. When he looked up, he saw a figure lying on the beam.

Damn it!

It must be that little girl. I heard that she is not a person at all.

"Let's die." mengsha's sword reflected. She didn't believe that the man had three heads and six arms.

The master said that as long as the goal can be achieved, the means are necessary. At this moment, Nusheng carried forward his master's wisdom and took out the poison bottle from his waist.

Turn around quickly. With the speed of the wind, Sara returns to her side, turns off the lid and blows the powder from the medicine bottle to Nangong mo.

Before Nangong Mo could smell the poison, he felt a stabbing pain in his eyes, and then he couldn't see everything clearly.

Whoosh, whoosh!

The guards are very good at seizing the opportunity, struggling to get up, waving their swords one after another, and stabbing nangongmo in the chest at the same time.Martial arts practitioners are very sensitive and direct. They feel the danger coming. They step back and back again and again. They step back to the corner and turn around like jumping up.

Water soft saw a burst of anxious, that is willing to let South Temple Mo so leave. However, it's not the time to expose her identity. She can only show her Yin moves. Before she does, a white figure jumps from the other end of the beam and runs to the back of Nangong mo.

"Ah"

there was a pain on the buttock, and a cold came into the body from the wound, which immediately made Nangong Mo's body cold. As the blood was coagulated in general, some limbs do not listen, even the struggle is also very weak.

Snowball?

Shuirou stares at the fierce snowball, and sees the little thing biting Nangong Mo's buttocks. Presumably, xueqiu also knows that Nangong Mo is the one who killed Pingfei. He comes to find Nangong Mo for revenge. Now he has to die.

Snowball's eyes were shining blue, and the guards did not dare to come near. When Nusheng and mengsha saw the snowball, they stepped back in fear.

Idiot! Don't you grasp the opportunity?

Shuirou anxiously looks at mengsha and Nusheng. She just flies to the ground, raises her sword and stabs Nangong Mo from behind.

The sword is extremely sharp. One sword pierces Nangong Mo's chest. Blood, dyed a corner red, Nangong Mo laboriously looked back at shuirou.

Blue eyes shine very strong, let him see the appearance in front of him, not small, who will this person be?

With doubt, he secretly gathered the power of his body. However, the cold was too heavy, and shuirou's sword was poisoned again. After a few struggles, he fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Wuwuwuwu" snowball released his mouth, licked the blood at the corner of his mouth and roared at Nangong mo. He showed his sharp teeth, took a breath, and bit him on the other side of the ass.

"Don't you want to kill him? Not yet Shuirou looks at Nangong Mo's dying state and feels that she can't live any longer. It's better to follow the flow of human feelings. If the second master knew how to be a man, he would take the dog's head to pay homage to Princess Ping.

When people saw snowball's glowing eyes, they were afraid. It took a long time for someone to make a sound.

"Thank you for your help!" Nu Sheng has a taste of the world. He thanks and stabs Nangong Mo's chest with a poisonous sword.

Nangong Mo shakes a few times on the ground and faints.

Shuirou reaches for Nangong Mo's breath. It's cold and should have gone to the West. Bending down, holding the snowball on the ground, she soared up on the beam, her body disappeared in the dark.

Nu Sheng was very cautious, but he went forward to explore the cold breath of Nangong mo. he didn't expect that the body would cool so fast, which made him feel strange and couldn't find the reason.

"Take the body back!" Mengsha coldly ordered, picked up the sword on the ground and went to the palace gate.

The guards were still in panic and fear. They took a look at Nu Sheng one after another, and then they dared to surround them. I really wanted to drag the body back, but I felt a cold wind coming.

Strange?

How can there be such a cold wind at this time?

Nu Sheng's eyes swept around. A pair of red lanterns appeared on the roof. The cold wind came from the lanterns.

No! It's like

Quick enough, Nusheng retreats from Nangong mo. Staring at that pair of creepy lanterns, the foreboding made his heart beat disorderly.

As soon as Nusheng retreated, there was a blood red light on the roof. The guards who dragged the corpse had no chance to recover and fell to the ground with their feet soft. The lantern on the roof moved, and a red figure came down to nangongmo.

Bending down, she showed sharp teeth and bit the guards on the ground one by one. The bitten guard left a terrible tooth mark on his neck. As soon as the moon shone, the body of the guard door lay on the ground like it was scorched.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The red figure raised his hand and stretched his sleeve to make Nangong ink scroll in the air. The figure easily turned around, waved the other arm, and disappeared into the air with Nangong mo.

Nu Sheng was too scared to breathe. He had seen Ran'er and heard of her cruelty. I saw those red eyes just now, but my whole body was shaking badly.

Mengsha, who has just left, is worried that Nusheng has not caught up. She turns back to look for Nusheng's figure, only to see that the guards who were alive just now are all lying on the ground. That dead appearance is strange, let her immediately think of the most terrible fairy Ran'er.

Isn't it?

No!

Looking around in panic, she cried out in fear: "Nusheng! Are you still alive

Nusheng heard mengsha's voice and ran out of the corner. Seeing her, he looked very excited and rushed forward to embrace him.

When a person is faced with danger, the first person he can think of is the person he cares about most in his life. As an orphan, he has been lonely. As a killer, he has been cold. Now he is concerned. I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing?