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The entire graffiti-like magic pattern wall began to overflow with brilliance, and the dazzling brilliance flowed. Feng Qinglang moved both hands at the same time, which seemed to be exactly the same magic pattern in the painting, but the shape of the magic pattern on both sides was just the opposite, just like It is the image on both sides of the mirror. The pen was written very quickly. In a blink of an eye, the magic pattern wall became brighter and brighter, and everyone's eyes lit up accordingly. I really didn't expect that this little famous guy would actually be in the first place. The magic pattern wall was opened.

When the light was the brightest, hurried footsteps came from behind, and the person who came from a distance shouted anxiously: "My lord, there is another guy who claims to be Nan Niwan outside!"

Many people couldn't help frowning at the same time, and the opening of the magic pattern wall could no longer be reversed. When the extreme light passed, a human face appeared on the wall. The original blank space was just a pair of eyes. With a little sadness, look straight ahead.

The discussion could not help but sounded softly again.

"What a strange implication. Did the ancestors of the Nan family want to show that they were blind?"

"It may also be lack of heart, so I hope that the tricks of future generations can be brighter."

"..."

Then, the entire magic pattern wall rumbled, split from the middle, and slowly split open on both sides.

Feng Qinglang, who had already retreated a few steps away, suddenly shot towards the center of the crack with a flash of her figure.

Immediately, several voices sounded at the same time: "Stop him!"

The host standing nearby reacted very quickly, flicked his wrist to his waist, and a long whip had already been rolled out from the sweep, and rolled towards the opponent's wrist. Feng Qinglang didn't look back, she retracted her wrist slightly, With a heavy poke, he hit the whip accurately, and the whip curled back immediately as if it had been shocked by electricity, like a boa constrictor under attack.

At the same time, another whip also quietly rolled towards Feng Qinglang's ankle. It was from the host's assistant. Regardless of the strength and angle, it was far above the host. Feng Qinglang couldn't help but praise. : "It turns out that you are the real host. Are you used to doing black-hearted things? You are really careful."

The whip was about to curl up tightly, but Feng Qinglang suddenly sped up by three points, just in time to dodge this sinister blow.

The white-bearded old man and Luo Minhao of the Jin family also attacked at the same time, but the white-bearded old man was obviously much faster, the people were far away, and the law world before the crack seemed to have turned into a muddy place, making it difficult for the enemy to move. Forcibly moving forward will only be deeply mired in the mud of the law swamp.

Feng Qinglang's eyes froze for a moment, knowing that her current realm had fallen too far, she actually felt a little hallucinatory in an instant, she turned around immediately, moved backwards, and her speed was still undiminished, just in time to meet the white-bearded old man With such a head-on blow, he didn't choose to dodge, and just collided without any reason. The power of the sky realm made Feng Qinglang's now frail body tremble.

He immediately knew that he still overestimated his current situation. Even if he was seriously injured before, the background was still there, but now that the spiritual sea has resumed communication with the outside world, it is really starting from scratch. , I am afraid that a face-to-face meeting will be given to this white-bearded old man in seconds.

Even though the viscera seem to have shifted their position in an instant, at least they repelled the most terrifying enemy present, and even with this force, they retreated behind the crack of the magic pattern with a single dodge. At this time, the rumbling sound Among them, the crack in the magic pattern wall just allowed one person to pass through.

Feng Qinglang smiled at the aggressive Luo Minhao who was still a few steps away: "Forget it, don't join in the fun."

He looked at the side wall behind the wall, and sure enough, he saw a switch that was closed inside, and he snapped it decisively.

The rumbling sound stopped abruptly immediately, and the magic pattern wall closed again with an extremely fast speed, which scared Luo Minhao decisively to stop the momentum, he didn't want to be caught in a meat pie, even if he was lucky to rush in, he didn't fight this terrible enemy to death One stroke of consciousness.

The white-bearded old man gave Luo Minhao a hard look, apparently dissatisfied with his cowardice, and the magic pattern wall in front of him had completely returned to its original state.

A voice came from behind: "My lord, another Nanniwan is here!"

This Nanniwan stepped forward with a little doubt, only to feel that everyone was looking at him with somewhat dissatisfied and doubtful eyes, and he didn't know what he did wrong.

But when he saw this magic pattern wall, his eyes lit up immediately, just like the expression of any magic pattern master before seeing a masterpiece.

"If you want to try it, then you might as well give it a try!"

"I am determined to do my best!"

"..."

As a matter of course, there was soon a dissenting discussion in front of the wall.

"This guy is the real Nanniwan, tsk tsk..."

"Well, it's not even as good as that fake one."

"Don't come here blindly, line up again."

"..."

Behind the wall, there is a winding and sloping downward passage. The horizontal walls on both sides are already covered with moss, and it has not been cleaned for many years. The sound made people have an illusion that if they accidentally fell down, they must have rolled far, far below.

Feng Qinglang quickly walked down the aisle, the aisle became narrower and narrower, and only two people could pass side by side, and the sound of ticking water became more and more clear, and the restrained cough that came from time to time was Nan Ling's voice. Feng Qinglang was overjoyed at the sound of the sound, knowing that Nan Ling was still there, her steps accelerated by three points.

It is estimated that it is almost at the mountainside of Qilin Mountain, and two secret rooms finally appear at the end. There is a pool of self-circulating mountain spring outside the secret room. Several stalactites on the pool are slowly flowing water drops, dripping into the pool. It has been dripping for many years, and the sound of water heard in front comes from this.

An old man was lying on the stone bed in one of the secret rooms, no longer alive. Feng Qinglang guessed that it should be the strong man who came to the Nan family for the first time that day and secretly peeped at him, the guardian of this generation of Nan family!It should be the end of his life when he was outnumbered in the fierce battle not long ago and finally escorted Nan Ling and the others here.

The other secret room, which was a little bigger, was Nan Ling and Nan Xinghun. They were turning their heads to look at him with joy in their eyes.

Nan Ling lay on his back on the stone bed, his breath was extremely weak, and he relied on his last willpower to support the continuation of his life.

He smiled gratifiedly and said, "Qing Qing, you are finally here!"

Feng Qinglang hadn't felt the separation of life and death among her acquaintances and relatives for many years. Seeing Nan Ling fluttering like a candle in the wind, waiting for her own arrival, his nose felt sore for no reason. He took a deep breath and walked away silently. enter.

Nan Ling's voice was as magnetic and deep as yesterday, and he smiled and said, "Qing Qing, you are indeed a trustworthy person. Dongfang Pei has cheated me countless times in this life, and this time the recommendation is the most reliable."

Nan Xinghun's eyes were red and swollen, and she had cried several times, so she gave up her position in front of the bed and stood aside.

Feng Qinglang sat on the side of the bed, gently held Nan Ling's hand, and said softly: "Your Excellency Nan Ling, you also know that Old Dongfang is here, I believe he will come here as soon as he receives the news. You did justice."

Nan Ling coughed in a low voice, and then laughed: "How can there be justice in this world? Besides, the weakness of the Nan family also determines the fate of today. But they don't know at all, what they want to carve up, what they want most , it’s not here at all! The legacy of the Guangming Dynasty, the Nan family would not dare to put it under their feet..." The entire graffiti-like magic-pattern wall began to overflow with brilliance, and dazzling brilliance flowed, Feng Qinglang's two hands simultaneously The movement seems to be the same magic pattern as in the painting, but the shape of the magic pattern on both sides is exactly the opposite, just like the images on both sides of the mirror, the pen is drawn very fast, and the magic pattern wall becomes brighter and brighter in a blink of an eye, and everyone's eyes follow suit. It lit up, and I really didn't expect this little famous guy to open the magic pattern wall in the first time.

When the light was the brightest, hurried footsteps came from behind, and the person who came from a distance shouted anxiously: "My lord, there is another guy who claims to be Nan Niwan outside!"

Many people couldn't help frowning at the same time, and the opening of the magic pattern wall could no longer be reversed. When the extreme light passed, a human face appeared on the wall. The original blank space was just a pair of eyes. With a little sadness, look straight ahead.

The discussion could not help but sounded softly again.

"What a strange implication. Did the ancestors of the Nan family want to show that they were blind?"

"It may also be lack of heart, so I hope that the tricks of future generations can be brighter."

"..."

Then, the entire magic pattern wall rumbled, split from the middle, and slowly split open on both sides.

Feng Qinglang, who had already retreated a few steps away, suddenly shot towards the center of the crack with a flash of her figure.

Immediately, several voices sounded at the same time: "Stop him!"

The host standing nearby reacted very quickly, flicked his wrist to his waist, and a long whip had already been rolled out from the sweep, and rolled towards the opponent's wrist. Feng Qinglang didn't look back, she retracted her wrist slightly, With a heavy poke, he hit the whip accurately, and the whip curled back immediately as if it had been shocked by electricity, like a boa constrictor under attack.

At the same time, another whip also quietly rolled towards Feng Qinglang's ankle. It was from the host's assistant. Regardless of the strength and angle, it was far above the host. Feng Qinglang couldn't help but praise. : "It turns out that you are the real host. Are you used to doing black-hearted things? You are really careful."

The whip was about to curl up tightly, but Feng Qinglang suddenly sped up by three points, just in time to dodge this sinister blow.

The white-bearded old man and Luo Minhao of the Jin family also attacked at the same time, but the white-bearded old man was obviously much faster, the people were far away, and the law world before the crack seemed to have turned into a muddy place, making it difficult for the enemy to move. Forcibly moving forward will only be deeply mired in the mud of the law swamp.

Feng Qinglang's eyes froze for a moment, knowing that her current realm had fallen too far, she actually felt a little hallucinatory in an instant, she turned around immediately, moved backwards, and her speed was still undiminished, just in time to meet the white-bearded old man With such a head-on blow, he didn't choose to dodge, and just collided without any reason. The power of the sky realm made Feng Qinglang's now frail body tremble.

He immediately knew that he still overestimated his current situation. Even if he was seriously injured before, the background was still there, but now that the spiritual sea has resumed communication with the outside world, it is really starting from scratch. , I am afraid that a face-to-face meeting will be given to this white-bearded old man in seconds.

Even though the viscera seem to have shifted their position in an instant, at least they repelled the most terrifying enemy present, and even with this force, they retreated behind the crack of the magic pattern with a single dodge. At this time, the rumbling sound Among them, the crack in the magic pattern wall just allowed one person to pass through.

Feng Qinglang smiled at the aggressive Luo Minhao who was still a few steps away: "Forget it, don't join in the fun."

He looked at the side wall behind the wall, and sure enough, he saw a switch that was closed inside, and he snapped it decisively.

The rumbling sound stopped abruptly immediately, and the magic pattern wall closed again with an extremely fast speed, which scared Luo Minhao decisively to stop the momentum, he didn't want to be caught in a meat pie, even if he was lucky to rush in, he didn't fight this terrible enemy to death One stroke of consciousness.

The white-bearded old man gave Luo Minhao a hard look, apparently dissatisfied with his cowardice, and the magic pattern wall in front of him had completely returned to its original state.

A voice came from behind: "My lord, another Nanniwan is here!"

This Nanniwan stepped forward with a little doubt, only to feel that everyone was looking at him with somewhat dissatisfied and doubtful eyes, and he didn't know what he did wrong.

But when he saw this magic pattern wall, his eyes lit up immediately, just like the expression of any magic pattern master before seeing a masterpiece.

"If you want to try it, then you might as well give it a try!"

"I am determined to do my best!"

"..."

As a matter of course, there was soon a dissenting discussion in front of the wall.

"This guy is the real Nanniwan, tsk tsk..."

"Well, it's not even as good as that fake one."

"Don't come here blindly, line up again."

"..."

Behind the wall, there is a winding and sloping downward passage. The horizontal walls on both sides are already covered with moss, and it has not been cleaned for many years. The sound made people have an illusion that if they accidentally fell down, they must have rolled far, far below.

Feng Qinglang quickly walked down the aisle, the aisle became narrower and narrower, and only two people could pass side by side, and the sound of ticking water became more and more clear, and the restrained cough that came from time to time was Nan Ling's voice. Feng Qinglang was overjoyed at the sound of the sound, knowing that Nan Ling was still there, her steps accelerated by three points.

It is estimated that it is almost at the mountainside of Qilin Mountain, and two secret rooms finally appear at the end. There is a pool of self-circulating mountain spring outside the secret room. Several stalactites on the pool are slowly flowing water drops, dripping into the pool. It has been dripping for many years, and the sound of water heard in front comes from this.

An old man was lying on the stone bed in one of the secret rooms, no longer alive. Feng Qinglang guessed that it should be the strong man who came to the Nan family for the first time that day and secretly peeped at him, the guardian of this generation of Nan family!It should be the end of his life when he was outnumbered in the fierce battle not long ago and finally escorted Nan Ling and the others here.

The other secret room, which was a little bigger, was Nan Ling and Nan Xinghun. They were turning their heads to look at him with joy in their eyes.

Nan Ling lay on his back on the stone bed, his breath was extremely weak, and he relied on his last willpower to support the continuation of his life.

He smiled gratifiedly and said, "Qing Qing, you are finally here!"

Feng Qinglang hadn't felt the separation of life and death among her acquaintances and relatives for many years. Seeing Nan Ling fluttering like a candle in the wind, waiting for her own arrival, his nose felt sore for no reason. He took a deep breath and walked away silently. enter.

Nan Ling's voice was as magnetic and deep as yesterday, and he smiled and said, "Qing Qing, you are indeed a trustworthy person. Dongfang Pei has cheated me countless times in this life, and this time the recommendation is the most reliable."

Nan Xinghun's eyes were red and swollen, and she had cried several times, so she gave up her position in front of the bed and stood aside.

Feng Qinglang sat on the side of the bed, gently held Nan Ling's hand, and said softly: "Your Excellency Nan Ling, you also know that Old Dongfang is here, I believe he will come here as soon as he receives the news. You did justice."

Nan Ling coughed in a low voice, and then laughed: "How can there be justice in this world? Besides, the weakness of the Nan family also determines the fate of today. But they don't know at all, what they want to carve up, what they want most , it’s not here at all! The legacy of the Guangming Dynasty, the Nan family dare not put it under their feet..."