The best waste god

When Shangguan Xiaowan heard this, she couldn't help snorting angrily, and said in a low voice: "What's so clever about this, I would rather still squeeze in slowly outside the temple..."

But before the words were finished, Aunt Shan had already explained: "I mean, if you sit here, will you attract that kid Nangong Haotian right away?"

Shangguan Xiaowan's heart was shocked when she heard this, her face changed immediately, and she hurriedly turned her head to look at the thousands of heroes under the steps of the palace.Upon seeing it, he was shocked, almost exclaimed, and almost fell over.

Because, just under the steps of the palace ten feet away, in front of the crowded crowd of heroes, stood Nangong Haotian wearing a white gown and holding a sword in front of his chest.

However, Nangong Haotian didn't look at her, but he was looking at the hall intently, his face was indifferent, showing no sadness or joy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Shangguan Xiaowan saw that all the heroic and chivalrous women were staring at her, but Nangong Haotian didn't look at her, and she felt uncomfortable in her heart. It can be said that she was surprised and also a little angry. Could it be that she Is it really that unattractive?

Shangguan Xiaowan knew that when she left Nangong Haotian in Qianzhen Bieyuan that day, Nangong Haotian lost his mind and fell into a coma after taking the medicine.

Looking at his expression under the steps of the palace, he looked like a passerby to her, could it be that his sanity has not recovered yet?

Shangguan Xiaowan thinks this is impossible, if his mind has not recovered yet.How did he know to ask for help after hurting Situ Meng and killing Hercules?

Secondly, if he still hasn't regained his sanity, why did he go to the southeast headquarters last night as soon as he arrived at this place?How did he get the map he left behind?

Based on this, Shangguan Xiaowan guessed that when Nangong Haotian went to the Northwest Headquarters to ask for help, the maid Xiaoling did give him the secret map she gave him.

Suddenly, she heard Aunt Shan beside her, lowering her voice and asking with concern: "Girl, did you see Nangong Haotian?"

Shangguan Xiaowan was startled, and she was anxious to calm herself down. According to Aunt Shan's tone, she knew that Aunt Shan had already seen some clues. If she knew about Nangong Haotian, things might change.

However, with Aunt Shan's sophistication and experience, she naturally noticed the change in Shangguan Xiaowan's expression.

While thinking about it, in order to gain Aunt Shan's trust, Shangguan Xiaowan could only pouted her mouth slightly, slapped down the steps, and said softly: "Here, although Nangong Haotian didn't find it, he did find the person who went to visit the house last night. "

"Oh?" Aunt Shan responded in surprise, and asked eagerly, "Where is he?" While speaking, following Shangguan Xiaowan's gaze, she saw Nangong Haotian.

Aunt Shan saw at first sight that Nangong Haotian was the Nether Dragon Slaying Sword wrapped in a white cloth sword sheath, her expression was startled, and she couldn't help whispering: "Yes, it's him, it must be this kid."

Having said that, Aunt Shan paused for a moment, turned her head to look at Shangguan Xiaowan, and whispered: "Hey, this kid is young, at most 20 years old, and he is very handsome, what do you say?" Is he our uncle Nangong Haotian?"

Shangguan Xiaowan's heart was shaken, and in order to justify her own arguments in the future, she could only frowned and said: "In good conscience, I really can't remember what Nangong Haotian looks like, but Nangong Haotian used to wear a light blue gown. The scarf that binds the hair seems to be light yellow or light yellow, and the sky was very dark that night, so I couldn't see it clearly..."

But before the words were finished, Aunt Shan said disapprovingly: "Hey, there are always new scarves, and light blue gowns are always worn out, how can this be counted?"

"You look at his handsome appearance, but your fiancé-in-law Nangong Haotian."

When Shangguan Xiaowan heard her fiancé-in-law, she didn't blush, but was sad and angry, and replied to Aunt Shan's question, "Didn't I say that, it was dark at that time, and I really didn't see clearly, according to his mother Li Nvxia , Nangong Haotian is very similar to his father..."

"Do you think he looks like Nangong Shuangjie?"

Shangguan Xiaowan said unhappily: "I have never seen Nangong Hero, how do I know if he looks like him or not."

When Aunt Shan heard this, she also said angrily: "Okay, don't care if he is, let's watch him go out later, find a place where no one is around, and question him carefully..."

At this moment, a rough voice suddenly sounded in the hall, and he said angrily: "How can it be, if everyone can compete on stage, what is it called the Southeast Martial Arts Competition?"

Shangguan Xiaowan and Aunt Shan were startled when they heard the sound, they turned their heads to look into the hall, and the heroes below the steps also turned their eyes away.

I saw that the altar was the standard in the hall, and six or seven tables were placed on each side, forming a character of eight.

The person who spoke just now was sitting on the outermost table, with a fat head, big ears and a big belly, a mustache on his lips, wearing a purple satin robe, and tiger shoes, with a shiny head. .

Aunt Shan hurriedly pulled Shangguan Xiaowan, and whispered: "Do you know? This big fat pig is the owner of Shizhai in Tiemenzhai, and he has a lot of kung fu..."

After the words fell, a skinny old man on the opposite middle table seconded: "This old man agrees with Master Shi Dazhai's opinion. All heroes from all walks of life in the southeast are qualified, and friends from other regions are not allowed to take the stage."