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Middle-aged people in the golden robes saw Han Yingshui answer so frankly, without any utterance, it was not a surprise, because the other person was so personal. (Baidu search)..

"Cheng Yin, wouldn't it be that you would trouble my grandson's grandson for this Nan Huaiyuan?"

The cold water glanced lightly at the middle-aged man in the golden robe, calling him by the first name, without questioning in the slightest manner.

When I saw Cheng Yin's body, he recovered his nature and smiled. He said, "I'm just asking. I heard that this grandson of Jiyang is a young genius. That's why I was curious for a few more questions. "

After a pause, Cheng Yin seemed to be afraid of the cold water in front of him, and went further: "You know, even if Wang Le is put into the martial arts world, he is not inferior to those of his peers Tianjiao, not to mention that he has achieved the martial arts level. It is even more valuable in this mundane world where cultivation resources are scarce. "

"This kind of genius and evil spirit, as a martial arts person, if there is no curiosity about this Wang Le, then it is too hypocritical."

Having said that, Cheng Yin looked at Han Yanshui with a smile and asked, "Brother Han, are you right?"

At this time, the expressionless Han Yushui snorted, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. He took a deep look at Cheng Yin and said, "It's best not to make a bad idea. You also know Han's temperament, don't get it. It won't end in the end. "

"Eh!" Cheng Nian showed a trace of forced smile, and said, "Even if I want to provoke anyone, I don't want to quarrel with Brother Han, unless Cheng believes that this peaceful life is too boring and needs some stimulation."

I saw that Han Yingshui glanced at Cheng Yin without a word, and then said faintly: "It's good, Han has a sword for more than ten years. Once the killing ring is opened, it won't be as simple as killing one or two people."

Cheng Nian's complexion changed, and there was an inconceivable fear in his eyes, because the guy Han Hanshui never snorted. The title of Nanhua Blood Sword was not blown out.

"This guy can kill even his favorite buddies. There is nothing he can't do. All the killers are crazy!"

Thinking of the cold killings that were used to kill evidence, Cheng Yin could not help secretly muttering in his heart.

Even though Cheng Yin ’s martial arts practice is in the late stages of martial arts, the self-question and the coldness of Xiu Shui ’s practice are very different, but they really have to confront each other. The person who died in the end must be himself, not the crazy guy who is trying to kill evidence.

Of course, as a master of martial arts in the late stage, Cheng Yin would not be so afraid of the cold water, but he was unwilling to live and die with a lunatic.

At this time, respectful of the big masters who stood behind Han Lingshui and Cheng Yin were even more embarrassed to be out of breath, because their reputation in the martial arts world has never been a good old man, and his decisive nature can Everyone knows it.

Nowadays, everyone hears the verbal confrontation between Han Xishui and Cheng Nie. They are afraid that the two of them will fight each other. When the time is not right, they will be hit by Chiyu.

Fortunately, despite the flavour of Mars, between Hanshui Shui and Cheng Nie, they did not fight after all. After all, they had just arrived in the forty-nine city, and did not want to have a conflict so soon.

Immediately, they saw that they would not continue to talk about Wang Le. Cheng Yin waved his hands and instructed Dainai master on his side: "Converge the body of Nan Daochang and send him back to the martial arts world. ! "

The big master in the back in front nodded, and then no longer delayed, leading people to pick up the scene ...

After a long while, I saw the leading middle-aged big-need master walking in front of Cheng Yin, who stood in the field, and respectfully confessed: "Cheng Shi, the ancestral Taoist sword that Nan's predecessor was famous for has been lost and is not near here. . "

"Oh?" Cheng Nian stunned, then glanced at him and remained silent, like the absent-minded cold water, and then said, "Maybe it was taken by Wang Le!"

When talking, Cheng Nie couldn't help showing a touch of pity. After all, the martial arts master's innate weapon is a rare thing in martial arts. When it is time to return to the furnace and forge it, you can use it for yourself.

At this time, Wang Le, who was hiding in the sycamore tree, swiped his mouth and secretly said, "The little master worked hard to solve this old cow nose. If he didn't get any benefits, he would be a fart!"

The thoughts turned, and Wang Le, who was invisible, glanced down, and saw that Cheng Nie didn't say hello to Han Lingshui, turned around, and led his master on the side to leave the field and go home.

Soon, Cheng Nie disappeared in the dark night with his own people. The dozens of people on the spot, Li Mubai and Zhuang Ruixiong, saw that the cold water had no intention to leave. They still stood there, seemingly caught in. In contemplation, there was occasional light flashing in the eyes.

Of course, people like Li Mubai did not dare to bother to speak, so they had to obediently stand behind Hanshui Shui and wait obediently for the other party to speak.

After a while, I saw the cold water with my hands in silence, with a weird tone, and said to himself: "This boy has two brushes. No wonder you can kill that Nan Huaiyuan step by step."

Immediately, Han Dishui said to the crowd and said, "Mu Bai comes over, the others go back first."

Before Li Mubai's reply, Zhuang Ruixiong nodded quickly, then turned around and left quickly with a group of masters.

Because staying in a place with cold water ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Even if the other party is in the same camp as himself, they still feel extremely depressed and uncomfortable.

In this way, when Zhuang Ruixiong left, Li Mubai also respectfully walked to the side of Han Yanshui, respectfully said: "Thanks to Master Bolai, otherwise, Wang Le's life would be dangerous."

I saw the expressionless cold water from beginning to end. The hard line finally softened a bit, and smiled, and said, "I did not expect the young master and blood to be left in this mundane red dust, and the blue wins. Yu Lan, a young man is already a cultivation practice in the late stage of Budo Xuanjie, but the young master of that year couldn't keep up with the horse. "

After a pause, the cold water glanced around the same, saying: "Looking at the battle scene between Wang Le and Nan Huaiyuan, the murderousness has not been dispersed for a long time. It can be seen how fierce the life and death confrontation between the two was. It ’s not easy. Even if Nan Huaiyuan is seriously injured, after all, he has achieved the martial arts stage for many years, and he is here to repair the ground. It stands to reason that even in the late stage of martial arts, it is difficult to kill Nan Huaiyuan. After all, the gap between the two sides is too big to be smoothed out so easily. "

"Unless this Wang Le walks the same way as me, it is impossible."

Standing next to him, Li Mubai peeked into the eye of Master Bo Han's water, and could not help showing a strange color.