The best waste god

A cold light flashed in Liu Qianwen's beautiful eyes, boundless murderous intent appeared on her beautiful face and she didn't speak, but the more this happened, the more uncertain the middle-aged man in gray clothes was.

Liu Zhengzhao, the silver flute caretaker, looked at Nangong Haotian and asked in confusion, "How can Nangong Xiaoxia recognize them?"

Hearing his question, Nangong Haotian said in grief and indignation: "After my father was besieged by them with poisonous tricks and unfortunately died, the younger generation and my mother were once lured into Saibei Mountain by their design..."

Nangong Haotian was talking nonsense, and in the end he didn't even know what he was going to say, but looking at the faces of the three of them, Nangong Haotian was sure that the three of them believed most of them. From time to time, Liu Qianwen looked at Nangong Haotian's beautiful eyes. Filled with a feeling of sympathy.

When Nangong Haotian mentioned Zhesha Yutan, Liu Qianwen's complexion changed, and she couldn't help but blurted out in surprise: "What? Zhesha Yutan? But Zhesha Yutan in Saibei mountain area?"

Nangong Haotian looked at Liu Qianwen's surprised expression, nodded and said, "That's right, that's the location of the Northwest General Altar of Devil Slaughtering Dragon Fort..."

Zhi Zi had just yelled and cursed, but Liu Qianwen had already gritted her teeth and said in a hateful voice: "So, my father died at their hands."

While speaking, Liu Qianwen pulled out the sword with a "choke", and pointed at the middle-aged man in gray on the ground, his beautiful eyes were full of evil spirits, Nangong Haotian was startled when he saw it, knowing that Liu Qianwen was going to kill the middle-aged man in gray , "This little girl seems to have been dazzled by hatred, but I can't let you spoil my big business, or you will smash my little ass."

Thinking of this, Nangong Haotian couldn't help thinking quickly, of course he knew that the middle-aged man in gray couldn't be killed.

According to speculation, the purpose of Shan Yubao and the gray-clothed middle-aged man's return is that they probably have something important to report to the Demon Dragon Slayer King, so they rushed back again.

However, at that time he had already taken off his golden brocade robe, and Shan Yubao didn't know his identity, so naturally he couldn't ask why.

Secondly, judging from the fact that Shan Yubao hid Li Xiangzhu in advance, it is obvious that they have already doubted themselves as the fake Dragon Slayer King.

Nangong Haotian would not think that Li Xiangzhu was killed wherever he went. With the foot strength of a master like Li Xiangzhu, if he was delayed for such a long time, he might have already ran out for several miles. How could he still be alive? The fruit forest was waiting to be killed.

Suppose, at this time, Liu Qianwen killed the gray-clothed middle-aged man, and Xie Baide and others waited for Shan Yubao and the gray-clothed middle-aged man to go back for a long time but could not wait, which made their original suspicion become a fact. It is very unfavorable for Nangong Haotian to subdue or punish the other three chief rudders in the future.

Thinking of this, when Nangong Haotian saw Liu Qianwen waving the sword in his hand, he was about to strike, and shouted: "Please don't kill him, Sister Liu Shi..."

Liu Qianwen couldn't help being taken aback, and asked, "Why?"

Nangong Haotian was startled, but he still bite the bullet and explained: "Because the younger brother has promised to keep him alive, and asked him to rush back to the Saibei Mountains in the starry night, and tell the Shangguan to destroy the daring thief. Within half a month, the younger brother I must go to get his head..."

"Huh?" Shentie Zhangguai let out a little hesitation in perplexity, and suddenly seemed to understand: "Shangguan Mie... Isn't Shangguan Mie the ghost-faced scholar from the past?"

When Nangong Haotian heard this, he immediately fell into thinking. Although he didn't know Shangguan Mie's nickname in the Jianghu in the past, he knew that Shangguan Mie's side weapon was a big iron bone folding fan.

Nangong Haotian nodded hastily, and said seriously: "Senior Zhang is right, Shangguan's weapon to destroy that daring thief is a large iron bone folding fan, and he is the chief rudder master of the Northwest rudder of the Heavenly Demon Cult... ..."

Liu Zhengzhao, the silver flute casual guest, frowned when he heard Nangong Haotian's words, and then said in surprise: "How does Nangong Xiaoxia know this secret?"

Nangong Haotian said sadly and indignantly: "Because that daring dog thief sent someone to kill my father, and then used tricks to kill my uncle Nangong Shuangliang, and then brought my mother Li Yunji to the Saibei Mountains, where the younger generation risked their lives to fight When we went out of the mountain, we learned from these people that Shangguan Mie is the chief rudder of the Northwest rudder."

Nangong Haotian also felt that his story was well written, because Liu Qianwen's eyes were filled with tears after hearing it. Presumably, he was deceived by his own story and started to cry. Feeling spontaneous.

Poor people in the world are degenerates, they can only look at each other with tears in their eyes!

However, Nangong Haotian hated him. The hatred between Shangguan Mie and him was too deep, and only the death of one of them could offset it. Of course, he hoped that Shangguan Mie, a bastard, would die first.

Nangong Haotian pointed at Shan Yubao's body and the gray-clothed middle-aged man, and said, "Among the dozens of people who robbed and killed the junior, these two people were among them. How can this junior forget it!" Saying that, Nangong Haotian wiped away his tears, but he was thinking about the next question in his heart.

"Now this middle-aged man in gray has heard his story. Although he is afraid to speak out due to his own intimidation, he will definitely tell Shangguan Mie this cheating bastard when he returns. How can we make him stop talking? Become a mute, become an asshole, become a good friend?"

One possibility after another flashed through Nangong Haotian's mind, but they were all denied in the end.

Nangong Haotian couldn't help frowning slightly, and after a short while, his eyes suddenly lit up, "I have forgotten the effect of the Nether Sky Demon Eye, hehe, it just came in handy today!"

After thinking about it, Nangong Haotian had come to a conclusion, so he no longer worried about these things. As long as he can deceive Liu Qianwen and others now, he might be able to find the Dragon Scale Knife!

Liu Qianwen asked, "What about Aunt Nangong?"

Nangong Haotian was slightly taken aback by the question, and looked at Liu Qianwen's eyes filled with some kind of divine light, Liu Qianwen seemed to feel something, and looked at Nangong Haotian.

Nangong Haotian was startled, and immediately shifted his gaze, his face returned to normal in an instant, and said: "My mother's life and death are still unknown, and her whereabouts are unknown..."

Liu Qianwen pointed her sword at the middle-aged man in gray on the ground, and asked puzzledly: "Then why don't you ask him? Maybe he knows?"

Nangong Haotian nodded secretly, "This little girl is quite thoughtful, but she is only a few years older than me, and she is very upset to keep calling Sister Liu Shi."

Nangong Haotian couldn't help laughing, but Liu Qianwen heard him. Liu Qianwen turned her head and looked at him curiously.

"Cough——" Nangong Haotian coughed in embarrassment, and said bitterly: "The younger brother has already asked, but he refuses to say, even if forced to die, he refuses to say."

Liu Qianwen's beautiful eyes glared suddenly, she turned to the middle-aged man in gray, and said angrily with her small mouth: "I don't believe that he refuses to say, what is so terrible about death, heh heh, I will let him never harm the world again woman, let's see if he says it or not."