The best waste god

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"I hope there will be no scars left, otherwise such a handsome face will be wasted." Nangong Haotian said narcissistically, "If Shangguan Xiaowan and Liu Qianwen don't want themselves because of these two scars, wouldn't it be a shame? deficit!"

On the way, Nangong Haotian passed a rugged and dangerous cliff, below which was a vast house.

When Nangong Haotian looked at the three-storey building next to the garden in the courtyard, he knew it was the house of the ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie, a bastard. The luxurious third floor was of course Shangguan Xiaowan's boudoir.

When he thought of Shangguan Xiaowan, he felt an indescribable emotion and feeling in his heart.

He couldn't tell what the feeling in his heart was like, but he only knew that it was sublimated by a mixture of shame, gratitude and love, and the tangled feeling made Nangong Haotian have the urge to scold his mother.

But fortunately, his EQ is not very high, he struggled for a while and didn't come up with anything, so he gave up.

Now, Nangong Haotian wanted to go to Shangguan Xiaowan right away, because the lights on the third floor of that luxurious building had already been turned on, and he guessed that Shangguan Xiaowan might be upstairs at this time.

However, Nangong Haotian knew that as long as he met Shangguan Xiaowan first, it would be absolutely impossible for him to go to the back mountain to look for the God of Vigor.

Because, Vigorously Killing God is Shangguan Xiaowan's secret art master, if he explained that he went to the back mountain to make trouble, Shangguan Xiaowan would never agree.

It is also possible that this time I will see Shangguan Xiaowan again, read my mother's will, and never be separated again.

While thinking about it, Nangong Haotian looked at the three-story building from a distance, feeling joy and sorrow in his heart. The beautiful figure of Shangguan Xiaowan and the shape of the vigorous and murderous god were changing back and forth in his mind.

Nangong Haotian's figure involuntarily slowed down, sighed, and continued to accelerate towards the back mountain without hesitation.

He has already made up his mind, first go to fight with Hercules, then come back and take Shangguan Xiaowan away.

Of course, under such circumstances, Shangguan Xiaowan would not let Shangguan Xiaowan know about Nangong Haotian's defeat of Vigorous Killing God.

"Alas..." Nangong Haotian sighed deeply, and said, "If Shangguan Xiaowan knows that she has defeated her master, she will be very sad."

At the moment of thinking, Nangong Haotian had already galloped up to the peak of the back mountain. Seeing the familiar environment, Nangong Haotian smiled slightly. It was here that he almost lost his first battle.

Nangong Haotian identified the location, and he guessed that the two or three huts where Vigorous Shaman and Situ Meng lived were in the nearby woods.

Nangong Haotian entered the forest holding his breath, and the Nether Sky Demon Eye was opened, carefully observing the surrounding situation, before advancing less than [-] feet, suddenly there was the sound of mutual conversation in front of him.

Although it was pitch black in front of him, Nangong Haotian's Nether Sky Demon Eye was so powerful, and his voice was extremely low. He guessed that the hut where Hercules lived was not far from where he was standing.

It's a pity that because there is a huge boulder in front of it, no matter how powerful the Nether Sky Demon Eye is, it is impossible for Nangong Haotian to see through the stone.

Nangong Haotian continued to advance not far away, and found that the vigorous man's voice was indeed Vigorous Killing God.

He could hear that Vigorous Killing God seemed to be blaming someone in his tone, but he didn't know if it was Situ Meng or Shangguan Xiaowan.

Thinking of Shangguan Xiaowan, Nangong Haotian shuddered suddenly, and suddenly stopped in his footsteps with a hesitant look on his face.

If Shangguan Xiaowan was really here, it would be difficult for him to fight Hercules, and it would be inconvenient for him to ask Shangguan Xiaowan to see his mother's relics and will here.

But he wanted to see the situation clearly, so he had to carefully go behind a rock and listened carefully, only to hear the vigorous voice of Vigorous Killing God said in a deep voice: "Can you blame Junior Sister for being suspicious?"

Then came Situ Meng's voice, unhappy and aggrieved: "Meng'er didn't complain, Master, think about it, why would I kill Xiaohui?"

"Xiaohui... isn't Xiaohui the maid who serves me in Shangguan Xiaowan's other courtyard?" Nangong Haotian couldn't help but exclaimed inwardly when his heart was shocked suddenly.

When Nangong Haotian was shocked, Dali Shashen said angrily: "But Xiaohui was killed by our unique acupressure technique. Can you say that it was my master who killed me?"

Situ Meng muttered, "Master, of course not."

"Hmph..." Vigorous Killing God snorted coldly, and continued to ask in a deep voice, "Could it be that your junior sister did it yourself?"

Situ Meng paused, but said vaguely: "How does Meng'er know?"

"You..." Hercules suddenly raised his voice, and said angrily, "From your tone, it seems like your junior sister killed you herself."

Situ Meng also raised his voice and explained, "Meng'er didn't say that either!"

"Hmph..." Vigorous Killing God snorted, and said: "I will find out the truth about this matter one day. If I know who did it, even if it's my disciple, I won't be merciful."

"Master..." Situ Meng yelled with some grievances: "Master, apart from Meng'er and Junior Sister, have you ever taken any other apprentices before?"

"No."

Situ Meng asked unwillingly, "Have you ever taught it to others?"

"You..." Vigorous Killing God was a little speechless, and said coldly: "I tell you, apart from you and Xiaowan, there is no third person who taught it."

Situ Meng pondered for a while, and suddenly asked: "Master, do you have other fellow disciples..."

But before the words were finished, Vigorous Killer said impatiently, "I told you before, you have neither uncle nor uncle."

"Master, I think the possibility of Nangong Hao killing the world is still extremely high."

Vigorous Killing God didn't speak, but paused for a while, and then asked in a deep voice: "How did he learn this skill?"

"Of course someone taught him in private." Situ Meng said without hesitation.

"Who is that person? Is it you? Is it you?"

"It's me?" Situ Meng said slightly aggrieved, "Why did Master think of me?"

"Hmph!" Vigorously Killing God snorted, and said, "Only you are the most suspected."

"Master, why do you have such an idea?" Situ Meng cried.

Hercules asked angrily, "Then who are you talking about?"

There was silence for a while, and Situ Meng obviously had nothing to answer.

Vigorously Killing God said in a deep voice: "As a teacher, I didn't intend to favor your junior sister. Although she is Nangong Haotian's fiancée, it is impossible for her to teach him the martial arts of this sect."

"Shangguan Xiaowan is actually my fiancee?!" Nangong Haotian was shocked when he heard that Shangguan Xiaowan was his fiancee. The news made him feel as if the whole world was owned by him. Old man, no, is it a gift from fate?" Nangong Haotian smirked.