The best waste god

The three of Liu Qianwen exclaimed, and they were all stunned. What shocked them was: Nangong Haotian knew the opponent's acupressure technique with a simple touch. Know.

However, it was Nangong Haotian himself who was even more shocked. He had already confirmed that the Demon Slayer King was indeed not dead, and the person who threw tiles to eavesdrop just now, and now tapped the three Liujiajia Ding acupuncture points, was undoubtedly the Demon Slayer King.

At the moment when Nangong Haotian was thinking, Liu Qianwen asked with concern: "Haotian, what's the matter? Can you solve it?"

Nangong Haotian raised his head to look at Liu Qianwen. From this angle, Liu Qianwen's good figure could be seen at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel flustered.

But when he saw Liu Qianwen's blushing cheeks, Nangong Haotian quickly calmed down and nodded, "Let me try it!"

Nangong Haotian put his right palm on the gate of the strong man's life, and the thick power of chaos in his body was activated. Immediately, he vomited his palm secretly, only to see the strong man tremble violently, and then exhaled a foul breath, opened his eyes. Opening his eyes, he looked around in confusion.

When Liu Qianwen saw that Nangong Haotian had actually uncovered the acupoints that even Shentie Zhangguai Zhang Yongzheng and Yinxiao Xiaoyaoke Liu Zhengzhao were helpless, she yelled excitedly and attracted the attention of the three of them. With a move, he pointed to the servant and said, "He's awake."

And Shentie Zhangguai Zhang Yongzheng and Yinxiao Xiaoyaoke Liu Zhengzhao were also surprised, and they looked at Nangong Haotian with even more admiration.

Nangong Haotian slapped each other on the gate of life of the other two strong men, and the two woke up one after another, each exhaling the foul breath from their mouths.

And at this moment, the first strong man whose acupoints were unlocked was fully awake.

He hurriedly sat up and looked at Liu Qianwen, "Miss, what's going on?"

"The head was stolen."

"Ah!" The strong man let out a cry of surprise, and hurriedly turned his head to look at the white wooden plate on the altar, only to see that it was empty, and the human head was indeed gone.

Seeing that the three of them had completely returned to normal, Liu Qianwen asked in a deep voice, "What's going on? The three of you are guarding the spirit here. How did someone steal your head?"

The three burly men in black looked at each other blankly, and stood up slowly from the ground at the same time. The one who woke up first replied respectfully: "You guys are chatting under the hall door, and suddenly I heard someone shouting in the inner house. who'……"

Upon hearing this, Liu Qianwen explained: "That's what Nangong Xiaoxia called."

Although the three strong men didn't know who Nangong Xiaoxia was, they took a look at the only person here who had never met——Nangong Haotian.

Another brawny man interjected: "The young ones came out of the hall to check after hearing Nangong Xiaoxia's yell, but they never thought that Lao Wang would fall to the ground as soon as he stepped out of the hall door. The situation, the little one doesn't know."

Liu Qianwen snorted coldly when she heard this, "So, you didn't even see what the visitor looked like or what clothes he was wearing?"

When the three strong men were asked by Liu Qianwen, their faces flushed immediately, and they all lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Shentie Zhangguai and Zhang Yongzheng explained: "The person who came here is so skilled, there is no need to meet them face to face, as long as they are a few meters away, their acupoints will be tapped with a flick of the finger. I am afraid they still don't know how to do it. What's going on!"

Yinxiao Xiaoyaoke Liu Zhengzhao and Shentie Zhangguai Zhang Yongzheng looked at each other, and the former echoed: "Old hero Zhang is right, niece Qianwen, you don't have to blame them anymore."

Nangong Haotian, who had been silent all this time, really wanted to know about the situation where the Demon Slayer King came to throw his head just now, and asked with concern: "Did that person not show up to meet you when he came to throw his head?"

Shentie Zhang Guai and Zhang Yongzheng nodded, "No, the three of us were discussing in the living room the motive and purpose of the demon dragon slaying king in brocade robes who came to our house to peep. At this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit , and then a black shadow fell onto the corridor with a "boom", and then rolled into the hall..."

Yinxiao Xiaoyaoke Liu Zhengzhao followed Shentie Zhangguai Zhang Yongzheng's words, "At that time, although the three of us had already seen clearly that the black shadow was a bloody human head, we still chased it out of the hall and flew up to the upper room. , looking for the trace of the person who threw the head, but of course nothing was found."

Speaking of this, Yinxiao Xiaoyaoke Liu Zhengzhao gave a wry smile, and played with the long flute in his hand, "The three of us returned to the hall, only to find that there was still a white cloth with blood written all over his head..."

"The white cloth with blood characters?" Nangong Haotian repeated, "What was written on that white cloth?"

Seeing Nangong Haotian's curious look, Liu Qianwen replied first: "It said that the head was the enemy who killed my father. I was in a sad and angry mood at that time, and besides being grateful to the demon dragon slayer who threw the head, I then The head was sent to this place, and it was enshrined in this mourning hall."

"Blood characters, white cloth, human head, Li Xiangzhu who lost his head... Is there any connection between this?" Nangong Haotian thought of a possibility, and he really wanted to know if the head that was thrown was Shan Yu The Li Xiangzhu that Leopard sent away in advance, but in this case, Nangong Haotian felt that it was inconvenient for him to explain directly, otherwise it might arouse the suspicion of the three of them.

Suddenly, Nangong Haotian's eyes lit up, and then he frowned, pretending to be confused: "How does Liu Shijie know that the head is the gangster who killed Senior Liu? Could it be that he has recognized the face of that person?"

Liu Qianwen turned to Nangong Haotian who had spoken, "According to the black scarf on that man's head, it is obvious that he is the man on the Northwest helm you mentioned just now. For that matter, no matter whether my father was killed by him himself, as long as any of those bandits Everyone's head should be enshrined in my father's mourning hall." After speaking, a murderous intent flashed in Liu Qianwen's eyes, and the temperature in the surrounding space immediately dropped by more than three degrees.

Feeling the huge temperature difference, Nangong Haotian suddenly felt his scalp go numb, "If she knows that she is the apprentice of the Devil Slayer King or the person pretending to be the Devil Slayer King, I'm afraid she will kill my little Haotian , so that I can never be a man again!" Nangong Haotian thought silently, and couldn't help laughing bitterly.

At this time, Nangong Haotian has confirmed that there is a 90.00% possibility that this head belongs to that Li Xiangzhu, but he doesn't know why the demon dragon slayer king did this, and why he insists that Li Xiangzhu is Liu Qingwen's father-killing enemy. When the demon dragon slaying king warned, what did he write on the white cloth?