Death Sutra

Nie Zeng still remembers this little girl with green eyes, Tie Lingling. She was rude and rude. She saw a knife on her chest for the first time. Although the wound was not deep, it took a few months to completely calm down. When the Dragon King asked them to worship Hu Shining as a teacher, only she sneaked away.

This was the summer of two years ago. At that time, Nie Zeng had only one courage and mediocrity that was not afraid of death. Now he is Hu Shining’s most proud disciple and will not be cut by anyone.

Chu Nan Screen is a good person, but that's it. In the days of receiving killer training together, he rarely communicated with others, insisting on using swords instead of knives. Although martial arts is high, there is not much popularity.

In short, Nie Zeng does not like these two people.

The captives he caught must not be taken away by people who he did not like.

A large number of soldiers came in, Nie Zeng jumped on the camp, fully chasing the two "robbers", shooting arrows behind him, he just accelerated to escape, did not return to block.

The lighter work of the two people in front is very good. Even if the south screen is running fast against a person, Tie Ling is like a light little pony. Every time he jumps, he jumps far and far, and he is not worried about his feet. Is it dangerous?

I am not worse than the two of you. Nie Zeng is eager to prove that the length of his studies can not determine his skill level.

Tie Linglong suddenly stopped and cut a knife that was as lightning fast.

This move is indeed a bit out of Nie Zeng's expectation, but he did not stop, but swooped up, also cut a knife, no defense at all.

Tie Lingling was taken aback: this kid is a knife, but it is like a life, how can it be a little bit of a dragon king?

She chose to retreat, pulled the hood, and looked at Nie Zeng coldly. "It seems that you have done a lot of work in the past two years."

Nie Zengyi, this is not the green-eyed girl in his memory, but a beautiful girl, but her face is cold and proud, as disgusting as before. "Return people to me."

Tie Lingling turned and glanced at the shaman on the shoulder of Chunan. "He is the one we are looking at first, why should you hand it over to you?"

Putting down the captives in the south screen, he said in the previous step: "All the time, it must be handed over to the Dragon King, whoever is the same."

"Not the same!" Nie Zeng and Tie Lingyi retorted in unison.

When he spoke, Tie Ling’s flaws were revealed. Nie Zeng was a keen beast, and he did not say anything.

It was him who fell.

Although Tie Ling failed to accept the complete Xiaoyuetang training, the knife method did not improve much, but she still learned a lot of fighting skills, that is, the killer of Jinpengbao regular training will also be dazzled.

She used the **** to point out the old rivals, which was the martial arts that Han Wuxian taught her.

Tie Ling smiled and looked down at the defeated man. "Nobody taught you? It's not just a knife that can kill people, how can you match it like you?"

The word "killer" has not yet been exported. Nie Zeng, who should have been unable to move, is lying on the ground and stabbing a knife.

The iron lingering reaction was fast enough, and a few steps were taken in an instant, but the right arm was still in the middle knife, and the blood immediately rushed out.

When the first screen was pulled out, Nie Zeng did not jump to face the battle. He was indeed a point in the acupuncture point. He waved his arm with an angry fire. The infuriating voice was retrograde, his face was red, his eyes were still fierce. Staring at the south screen.

Tie Linglong came over, and the blood on his arm was red and the clothes were ignored. He whispered, "I want to kill you."

Nie Zeng’s fierce gaze turned to Tie Ling’s face and did not say a word.

Chu Nanping reached out and blocked Tie Linglong. "He is a dragon king and can't kill him. I will bandage the wound."

Tie Lingling also looked back at Nie Zeng, and there was a sin in the green eyes. Even if the South Screen was wrapped on his arm, he did not say a word.

Without her need to make another move, Nie Zeng's face is getting more and more red, I am afraid that it will not take long to die.

"Give him a hole." Chunan screen whispered.

"It's what he asked for." Tie Lingling couldn't do as calm as a killer. He argued: "I didn't want to kill him. It was he who had to stab the knife to make it really retrograde. Isn't it so I saved him?" ?"

"You have to save him, otherwise you can't tell the Dragon King."

Tie Linglong knows that the South Screen is correct, and still refuses to do it.

A person was drilled in the grass, and it seemed that he had been hiding for a long time. No one had discovered the three teenagers.

"Looking at you like three of you, it turned out to be you. Xiaochu, hello." Shangguan Fei smirked, didn't dare to say hello to the iron-faced singer, anyway, they were not familiar with each other, "Hey, Isn't this Nie Zeng? Han Tangzhu? Where did you lose her?"

Tie Ling’s brows are slightly wrinkled. “Han Wuxian, how did he relate to Han Wuxian?”

The voice just fell, Han Wuxian arrived, she wore a very large black robe, like a big bird walking through the grass, and walked a few steps on the ground, there is no sign of a foot injury, "a lot of acquaintances."

"Han Tangzhu, your ‘mounting’ seems to be dying.” Shangguanfei kindly reminded.

Han Wuxian didn't seem to hear this sentence. He smiled and looked around. He paused for a while on the face of Chunan Screen. He suddenly reached out from the long sleeve and handed him a string of things. "For me, you How can the skin be born so well?"

When Shenan Screen first saw the Xiaoyuetang owner, she was so helpless that she took the string of things. "I don't know."

Tie Lingling looked at the string of things in disgust. "What is this?"

Chu Nan screen looked down and looked at it. "...It seems to be the skin with hair."

Tie Ling was trembled, she killed someone, but she never did such a disgusting thing.

Shangguan Yun chased over, people have not arrived, praise has already sounded, "Han Tang master really deeds the world, even killing two Xiaoyuetang disciples, the technique of peeling the scalp is first-class, I have not seen how it happened... Hey, What are you doing here?"

The first south screen raised his arm and let Han Wuxian’s “trophy” stay away from him as much as possible.

Han Wuxian grabbed Nie Zeng's belt, his right hand squatted, and his left hand took a palm. "Can't die, but how can you remove the chair behind you? Where will I sit?"

Nie Zeng feels that this is the most humiliating moment in his life. Although the instinct of retrograde has been alleviated, he still can't move for the time being, and he does not want to speak.

Everyone seems to have identified the same retreat route, and a group of people ran over. The old man was the old man, and his arms were still holding a stiff person, which made him look taller.

The two quarreled while running.

"Dead old man, let me down." Tu Yu also felt that this was his most embarrassing moment, and he was even the most enemies in his life to hug his legs, no effort to fight back.

"Haha." Wood old man laughed wildly. "If you want to be beautiful, I will go all the way to Lushan, let your disciples and grandchildren look at the humanoid weapons of the old man..."

Behind him is a slaughter dog and a few disciples, who want to save people and dare not be too close. "The old man, there is something to say, let go of the teacher."

"Competition! Duel! Who won the old guy... Mother, how are you here?" The latter sentence was said to Han Wuxian.

The smile on Han Wuxian’s face was gone, “The woman is in your arms.”

The old man of the wood threw the slaughter out. "I just blinded my eyes and wouldn't want her. Who is in your hand?"

Han Wuxian’s face reappeared with a smile, and Nie Zeng took a look. “The handsome young killer.”

The slaughter dog came in one step and caught the sister-in-law. She didn’t make her too shameful. She just wanted to solve the hole. Tulu screamed: “Okay, slaughter the puppy, you dare to turn elbows out, help the enemy to bully me, bully Ancestor..."

The slaughter dog sighed and handed the still stiff sister to his disciple. "Take care of her."

In the camp, a group of soldiers rushed out, and Shangguan Yun coughed. "It’s too late to run."

Han Wuxian just wanted to jump up, and Tie Ling hurriedly yelled: "This person knows the whereabouts of Han Han." She refers to the shaman who is sleeping on the ground.

Han Wuxian throws away Nie Zeng and grabs the shaman. Several jumps have disappeared.

Chu Nan screen holding two hairs, hesitating, Tie Ling whispered: "Throw away, you still want to make meritorious deeds in front of her?"

Chu Nan screened his hand and wanted to help Nie Zeng. He was caught by Tie Linglong and quickly disappeared into the night.

Shangguanfei never lags behind in this kind of thing. He looks at his disciples, or five people. The person who was hit by him did not die. He was a little bit safe and ran to the place where the Tibetan horse was.

The people fled one by one, and the disciples were too weak to solve the acuity of Master Bo, and they could only chase the old man under her command.

The slaughter dog looked at the empty wilderness and pointed to Nie Zeng on the ground. "Hey, don't you want him?"

The chasing soldiers were getting closer and closer, and the dog slaughtered Nie Zeng. While running, he comforted: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Nie Zeng finally adjusted his breath and jumped to the ground. While groping his own knife in the grass, he said with anger: "I don't need protection."

The butcher looked back at the teenager in surprise, and did not stop, but also ran away.

Nie Zeng found a knife, and the chasing soldier also came to the front. Under the anger, he left the principle of killing behind his head, and he crossed the knife and planned to confront a group of cavalry.

It is necessary to kill a few people to resolve the anger in the heart.

The cavalry of the entire camp seemed to be chasing out. Thousands of horses rushed to the ground, and the sound rumbling, and the ground shook slightly.

Nie Zeng has not yet had time to stand still, and has already fallen into the middle of the horse.

No one killed him, he was ignored by the living like a ghost.

Nie Zeng left to avoid the right flash, let a horse run wild, suddenly understand that these cavalry are not chasing, but also fleeing, and more panic than the people in front.

Someone was shouting something, Nie Zeng did not understand, he slowly withdrew from the cavalry torrent, and looked to the nearby camp.

The fire was shining, and the last ran out of the camp was a large group of servants. They had no horses and could only rush in all directions, some of them were Central Plains, and they shouted in their mouths.

Nie Zeng finally heard their words, "Old Khan! Magic Bird! Forgive!"

The words "Black Flag will die" written by Shangguan Fei are wonderful, but this is only part of the reason for the panic of the nearest service.

Nie Zeng looked up and finally saw the legendary magic bird: a huge black shadow, like the devil's cloak, swept over the head of the fugitive, rising to the sky.

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