Big man

About ten minutes later, at a corner in the depths of the maze, Jiang Cheng, the great head-subduing master of the "Bu Gu Sect", was sitting there with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his breath was weak, and his face was ashen.Not far from him, two people fell down on the ground, one of them lost his left upper arm, it was Najib's head-down master, Wu Cong, and the other was Jiang Cheng's companion, the more irritable "Bu Gu Sect" master. Head drop master.Both of them were motionless, without any breath of life, they were already two corpses.

Although Jiang Cheng still has breath, the situation is not optimistic.He didn't even have the strength to signal to his colleagues for help.

After a while, Jiang Cheng seemed to have recovered a bit of energy, and was about to make a move when he suddenly stopped, raised his head suddenly, and looked towards the end of the passage formed between the two high walls, his face full of shock.

On the other side of the passage, at some point, two figures appeared. They were backlit, and their faces could not be seen clearly. They could barely be distinguished. It seemed that they were a man and a woman. They were walking towards him at a leisurely pace, as if they were walking in the courtyard of their own house. Generally, there is no sign of impatience.

"who?"

Jiang Cheng tried his best to sit up straight, and shouted sharply, an ominous premonition welling up in his heart.

No matter how you look at it, these two don't look like people from the manor.Even if they are the guards of Mojiu Manor, ordinary people will never be allowed to approach this maze.Except for a few of their great head-down masters, only a small number of a dozen junior head-down masters have obtained such "privileges".Every one of the ten or so junior head-down masters knew Jiang Cheng, seeing that he was seriously injured here, they would definitely come up to rescue him in a hurry, and they definitely didn't just stroll around like this to take time off.

"Master Jiang Cheng!"

When they got closer, it was indeed a man and a woman. The young man at the head had a refined appearance and extraordinary atmosphere. He was not an aborigine, but a Chinese.Slowly came to him and stood still not far away, and greeted him calmly.

Although Jiang Cheng is not proficient in Chinese, he can barely understand it, and ordinary conversation is not a problem.This seems to be the habit of the natives of Luojia City. While hating the superiority of the Chinese, they consciously or unconsciously try to learn from the Chinese.

Including their language, which is also a means of expressing their superior status.

"who are you?"

Like his face, Jiang Cheng's heart sank to the bottom.

This situation is really weird enough.On such a dark and windy night, in the core area of ​​Mojiu Manor, two Chinese suddenly appeared in the maze and appeared in front of him.In Jiang Cheng's mind, such a situation had never even occurred to him.Although the Chinese in Luojia City are the "upper race", they have no status in the lower world.

For so many years, the only Chinese who has truly entered Mojiu Manor as an equal is Fan Ying, the Chinese brother of Yi's son.Moreover, it was only by donating various materials to the manor that they were able to enter the outer city of the manor.

Even he is not qualified to step into the inner city, let alone the back garden.

"My surname is Xiao, Xiao Fan. I come from China."

Xiao Fan's tone was still calm and indifferent.

Jiang Cheng was even more taken aback, and shouted, "Come from China? Are you not a Chinese from Luojia City?"

Although it is now the information age, Huaxia Kingdom is still so far away for Jiang Cheng.Never imagined that one day, there would be a "guest" from Huaxia Kingdom who would go deep into the core area of ​​Mojiu Manor.

Xiao Fan smiled lightly.

After all, Jiang Cheng is worthy of being Mojiu's prostitute, the famous master of the "Bu Gu Sect", quickly regained his composure, and asked vigilantly, "Mr. Xiao, what are you doing at our manor in the middle of the night? Are you also a 'Najib faction'?"

To be honest, guys who dare to directly attack Mojiu Manor are really rare in Danman Country, and only the old-fashioned factions like the "Naji faction" dare to make such crazy moves.Jiang Cheng was always vigilant, but he really didn't expect that a Chinese from the Huaxia Kingdom, who traveled across the ocean and traveled thousands of miles to come here, would naturally classify Xiao Fan into the "Naji faction" camp.

It should be said that Jiang Cheng's guess is basically not outrageous.

At least for now, Xiao Fan and the "Najib faction" can be regarded as allies.

Although Sunan and Mojiu are fighting desperately at the moment, Master Xiao left them and ran directly to Mojiu Manor to fight the idea of ​​"Red Flame Grass", which seems to be against the way of friends.However, if he could really pick the "Red Flame Grass", he would definitely be doing Sunan and the "Naji faction" a big favor. Mojiu came to kill him.

"Master Jiang Cheng must think so, and it's not wrong. However, I have no intention of killing. If Master Jiang Cheng can cooperate with me, perhaps the bloodshed can be stopped."

Xiao Fan said slowly.

Jiang Cheng sneered, and said, "Mr. Xiao has such a big tone. What kind of place do you think this is?"

Now that you are here, it is doubtful whether you will still be able to get out of the manor alive, but here you are bragging about "undoubtedly killing"?Are all the dead people living in Mojiu Manor?

Ji Qingsha smiled lightly, and took over the conversation: "Master Jiang Cheng, no matter where this place is, at least we want to take your life now, it's as easy as pie. So, please cooperate and don't force us to kill people."

Usually the big head-down masters are very arrogant. To deal with an arrogant guy, you must first destroy his self-esteem.

"Really? You really think so? Hehe..."

Jiang Cheng sneered again and again, taking advantage of this time to speak, the energy that was almost exhausted in his body was recovering little by little.These two Chinese from distant countries must have equated the head-down master with ordinary people.They will never be able to understand how terrifying a real head-down master is, how strong vitality and explosive power he possesses.Even just now, Jiang Cheng had difficulty even moving a single finger, but it was still easy to deal with a strong ordinary man.

Jiang Cheng no longer wants to talk nonsense with these two guys, he just wants to kill them directly so that he can retreat and heal as soon as possible.

Wu Cong is worthy of being one of the strongest head-down masters of the "Naji faction". In addition to being seriously injured, he still fought them to the death with one enemy and two. Instead of two bodies, there were three.

Jiang Cheng didn't have time to examine his injuries carefully, but they must be very heavy.Even the soul has been severely injured, especially his natal pet, which has no response to his call at all, and he may not be able to recover without a long period of recuperation.It just so happens that two Chinese who don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth came out again, and they can't be clearly entangled here.

Jiang Cheng couldn't afford to waste this time.

The Great Subduing Master flipped his wrist, and a dark magic weapon with a strange shape appeared in his hand. At the same time, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was pinching formulas with his left hand, chanting words, and he was about to use his trump card to kill the two in one fell swoop. An inexplicable guy killed, let them be a pair of fools.

Xiao Fan shook his head lightly, sighed, raised his palm, and pressed it forward lightly.

The vitality of the surrounding world suddenly tumbling.

Jiang Cheng's head-subduing master only felt that in an instant, a huge force that was too big to be added suddenly rushed down, like a raging sea, and suddenly enveloped him.The energy that had been gathered just now dissipated completely.The bones all over his body were even more oppressed and rattled. Not to mention the kneading technique, even lifting a little finger became extremely difficult. Every inch of his body could feel the powerful and incomparable desire. force.

Totally irresistible.

Master Jiang Cheng opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

What especially frightened Jiang Cheng was that not only was the huge force oppressing his body, making him unable to move, it was even penetrating through his skin, penetrating into his body little by little, and soon spread all over his limbs, bones, and blood all over his body. Every meridian was suppressed and withered.

The natal pet who hadn't responded to his call at first, also woke up in an instant, and tried his best to break free from the oppression of this huge force, but only twisted a bit, exhausted the last bit of strength, and froze all over. Can no longer move half a point, completely fell into a coma.

Jiang could feel clearly that the huge force was surging around his natal pet.

This is Xiao Fan showing mercy and warning him at the same time.As long as Xiao Fan is willing, he can kill his natal pet at any time.For any head-bending master, the killing of his natal spiritual pet means the complete end of his life.

Even his master, Master Mojiu, is no exception.

Jiang Cheng is still holding on desperately.

The next moment, Jiang Cheng felt that huge force suddenly turned, and it retreated from his body like a tide.

"what……"

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but yelled loudly, he tried his best to blow out the stale air that was suffocating in his chest, and took a long breath of fresh air.If that huge force continued, Jiang Cheng suspected that he would not be able to bear it, and would explode to death.

However, the next moment, Jiang Cheng sensed something was wrong.

His chest was empty.

Originally snuggled up against his chest, his natal pet—a small black-backed snake less than a foot long—had also left his side along with the receding force like a tide.

Jiang Cheng suddenly looked up, and saw that the natal pet was already in Xiao Fan's hand, still curled up in a ball, curled up in Xiao Fan's palm.

Xiao Fan looked at the stiff little snake with great interest, as if he was looking at an interesting pet, and even had a faint smile on his face.

A bone-piercing cold suddenly covered Jiang Cheng's limbs and bones, as if he had fallen into an abyss all of a sudden, and was frozen into an ice lump by the severe cold from hell.

Xiao Fan holds his natal pet, which is equivalent to holding his life.

This Chinese from a distant foreign country not only has unfathomable skills, but is even proficient in everything about the head-subduing master, and he can be subdued as soon as he makes a move, leaving no room for struggle.

Of course, if Jiang Cheng hadn't been seriously injured, then no matter how strong Xiao Fan was, he would still be confident that he could fight.

But now...

"Master Jiang Cheng, I think we can have a good talk." (To be continued.)