God-slaughtering King

It was a slap of blame, but it made Nanmen Maple spray blood again. Then his eyes turned white and his body was shaky. It seemed that he would fall to the ground the next moment.

"This... I..."

Du Li was stunned. In surprise, he unconsciously made a gesture of surrender. Just now, he didn't use any strength.

Wen Lianggong, quick eyed and quick in hand, quickly put Nanmen Fengjia on the couch, then put his palm flat on Nanmen Fengjia's chest and use his soul force to explore the injury for Nanmen Fengjia.

"Sure enough..."

While probing, Wen Lianggong gradually frowned.

As Wen Lianggong guessed earlier, in order to deliberately show his strength, Nanmen Feng forcibly urged the spirit power and released 150% of his power, so he had the feat of defeating the top martial artist in the spirit realm with a knife.

The price is the displacement of the five internal organs.

This was an internal injury, but it was also a serious injury, but Nanmen Feng didn't stop. He defeated another veteran Na Lingjing peak with three moves again.

It can be said that from the South Gate maple to Shangshi Qian, he was holding on.

"He's so injured that he's been holding on until now. This guy is so cruel to himself!"

Wen Lianggong was frightened secretly, and his hands were not idle. He kept conveying spiritual power to Nanmen Maple's body along his chest.

"Elder martial brother Du, you really have a good son!"

Gentle and courteous smile.

"Younger martial brother Wen, are you envious? Hahaha..."

Hearing the gentle words, Du Li immediately couldn't stop the ecstasy in his heart. He laughed regardless of the image, and the sultry caused by the two old men was swept away.

Du Li also came out of the inner door. He also had contact with the real strong world. He was very clear about what Tianjie Wulin meant.

The man who has the soul of heaven level martial arts is not only his enemy, but also his dry son.

How can Du Li calm down?

How can you not like it?

"Look at you like a bear!"

Wen Lianggong had already sent Zhenyuan Lingli to Nanmen Maple's body, and couldn't help glancing at Du Li.

"In my opinion, your son is very hidden from you!"

Wen Lianggong said again, "obviously he has a heavenly martial spirit. He just needs to expose it. Today's affairs will be solved in an instant and will be loved and respected by tens of millions. But why didn't he reveal it?"

"Well..."

Hearing the speech, Du Li pulled a corner of his mouth with a little distress. "This little guy has always been very independent and hates to communicate with people. If his heavenly martial spirit is revealed, it will cause him countless troubles. This should be the reason!"

Du Li looked at Nanmen Feng's face gradually returning to blood color, and his eyes became a little solemn. "If today's two old things had not forced him too hard and made him retreat, I'm afraid his heavenly martial spirit would have been hidden!"

"Ho..."

Wen Lianggong elongated his voice in surprise, "the martial spirit of Tianjie is enough to give him supreme status and glory, but he was not moved, and even thought he was distressed. What a strange guy..."

……

Nanmen Feng released the soul power of Tianjie martial spirit in public. Even if there was a forbidden Password issued by the hall leader, it had little effect.

There is no airtight wall in the world. The matter of the martial spirit of Fengtian stage in the south gate is like a plague, which is immediately spread among the disciples of Zhenwu gate.

Countless unbelievable, doubts and surprises have raised the name of Nanmen maple, which is already well-known, to a new height.

Countless people have a strong interest in Nanmen maple, or war, or hostility, or just want to see what kind of character this young man of God and God preached by others.

The next morning.

"Cough..."

With a light cough, nanmenfeng finally woke up after sleeping for four or five hours.

At this time, nanmenfeng was still lying on the couch in Du Li's study, covered with a thick animal skin cloak. Opposite, two middle-aged old boys, black and white, were closing their eyes on the chair.

They are Du Li and law enforcers whose cultivation level is better than Duan Chongyang. They are gentle and respectful.

"Strange, how did my injury all heal?"

Inadvertently, Nanmen Feng reached out and touched his chest.

Although his body was a little empty at the moment, his spiritual power and Qi and blood were very peaceful. He didn't look like he had been seriously injured.

"You wake up..."

The slight movement of Nanmen Maple made Du Li suddenly wake up. Du Li hurriedly came to Nanmen Maple with a touch of surprise and wanted to help "how do you feel?"

"No, I should be fine!"

With a little doubt, Nanmen Feng lifted his animal skin cloak and stood up tentatively.

"With my hand, you'll be fine!"

At this time, Wen Lianggong also woke up. At the first glance, he saw through Nanmen Feng's questioning mind and explained, "I have practiced ancestral Kung Fu, and my spiritual power is different from others. It has great healing power for human body!"

"I see!"

Nanmen Feng smacked his mouth and immediately bowed to Wenliang. "I'm very grateful for Mr. Wen's twice help!"

Mr. Wen?

Wen Lianggong squinted at Du Li and said, "your adoptive father and I were brothers in the early years. If you don't mind, you can call me uncle Wen in the future..."

"Mind, very mind!"

Nanmen Feng quickly shook his head and showed a look similar to panic in his eyes.

The gentle and courteous man in front of him is not only young, but also has a childlike temperament in his bones. It is all right to treat him as a young man in his twenties.

A Du Li is enough for Nanmen maple. If there is another uncle, Nanmen Maple can't bear it.

Day!

Wen Lianggong didn't expect that his kind proposal was rejected so quickly. He just felt that his face was a little hung up and his face was involuntarily black.

"Ha ha, brother Wen, don't mind. This boy is such a virtue. He loves face. Who makes you so young..."

Du Li patted the gentle shoulder with a smile, dissolving their embarrassment.

Wen Lianggong also smiled, indicating that he didn't care, but he couldn't help glancing at the eyes of Nanmen maple.

"You can't be wrong. This boy's heart is higher than heaven, and his dignity is greater than heaven... Such people don't like to owe people, and don't like to rely on others..."

"It seems that I should fail today!"

Wen Lianggong subconsciously lowers his eyes. The reason why Wen Lianggong continues to stay here after treating Nanmen maple is not to catch up with Du Li, but to hear Nanmen Maple's gratitude.

After all, Nanmen maple is a real martial soul. Once entering the inner door, it is like a dragon meeting water and a phoenix bathing in fire. It is only a matter of time before it rises.

It is everyone's idea to have a good relationship with such people in advance, including gentleness.

After a little meditation again, Wen Lianggong took out a wooden box similar to the shape of rouge box from his arms and handed it to Nanmen maple.

"This is..."

With a touch of doubt, Nanmen Feng took the wooden box and gently opened it.

With a strange smell of flowers, a pill wrapped in crystal wax appeared in front of Nanmen maple.

"This is a baimuhui elixir. It is made of hundreds of rare elixirs. Whether it is in the spirit realm or in the body quenching realm, as long as you take this elixir, you can directly improve your first-order accomplishments!"

Wen Lianggong stares at Nanmen Maple's eyes and wants to keep all the emotional changes of Nanmen maple in the bottom of his eyes.

"Baimuhui elixir..."

Nanmen Maple looked at the pill in the wooden box faintly, showing no surprise or greed. There was only an extremely irritable mood.

This so-called baimuhui elixir is the elixir on the elixir King's spectrum. Naturally, there is no need to say more about its magic degree and high value.

Although nanmenfeng has always disdained to use pills to improve his cultivation, there are always exceptions.

At this moment, he has a hard time with the Hong family. He can improve the first-order strength, which is like a stroke of God for Nanmen maple, greatly increasing the victory rate of Nanmen maple.

But Nanmen maple is upset because this pill represents a kind and respectful person. If it is accepted, it will owe a kind and respectful person.

Money and debt are easy to pay, but human kindness is difficult to pay.

"Thank you for your kindness. I can't accept this gift!"

With an apologetic smile, Nanmen Maple closed the wooden box and returned it to gentle hands.

"Sure enough, it was rejected!"

Wen Lianggong frowned. He had guessed the result from the emotional changes of Nanmen maple.

As a result, Wen Lianggong was not angry. He played with the wooden box with one hand and looked at Nanmen Maple with deep eyes.

"As the saying goes, stay on the front line. I'd like to see you in the future. If you keep this character all the time, you will add countless unnecessary enemies!"

Wen Lianggong smiled and nodded to the other side of the window, motioning for Nanmen Feng to pass.

The maple in the South Gate frowned and drew close to the windowsill.

Looking down the window, I saw that hundreds of people had gathered at the foot of the attic, which surrounded the whole courtyard.

These people, men and women, old and young, come from all departments of the church. Everyone has something similar to a gift in his hand.

Obviously, these people are looking for nanmenfeng. Their purpose is the same as that of wenlianggong at this time.

If he shows kindness to them, he will suffer in the future, but if he doesn't show kindness, he will inevitably become a proud generation who doesn't know how to exalt.

"Ha ha... It's really my day..."

Nanmen Feng scratched his head and cheek in great distress. This situation is what he hates most, but it is also the most helpless.

The reason why Nanmen Maple doesn't expose the dark moon's soul is that this is what he is afraid of.

But Nanmen Maple was more and more afraid of what, but he became more and more afraid of what.

"Xiao Yi, in my opinion, just give up... Ah!"

At this time, Du Li took the wooden box from wenlianggong's hand, and then forced it into nanmenfeng's hand. "Some things can't be avoided, you should change your temper, and occasionally open your heart to talents..."

Open your heart?

Nanmen Feng sneered with disdain, and a deep hatred appeared in his eyes.

A hundred years ago, nanmenfeng opened his heart to a man, and then he got a ruthless betrayal.

For Nanmen Feng, there is only one person in the world who can trust and rely on, that is himself.

Today's Nanmen maple, even if he wants to open his heart, he has no key to open his heart.

It is the so-called short hand and soft mouth.

If the other party takes today's kindness as a threat and asks nanmenfeng to repay it, it will be a real tragedy.