Hidden Blade

Secretary blank's eyes are dark, his face looks cold, for Ning zhumang's censure does not have the slightest response meaning.

"Da Ni Jian Dian" is still driven by his madness. He seems to have fallen into madness, unwilling to die, and even more unwilling to wake up from the dream of prosperity.

This is a very poor thing, of course, is also a very sad thing.

Ning zhumang, who did not get a reply, sighed deeply. He sighed in his heart: it seems that, after all, he will use the last backhand... Although it is inevitable that the last face of Linglong Pavilion will be ruined, although it is inevitable that the clan gate that he once tried his best to protect will become the laughing stock in the mouth of the high-ranking officials and the peddlers. But in order to keep the last poor reputation of Linglong Pavilion, he had to do so.

Thinking of Ning zhumang here, he had no hesitation. As soon as his face was right, a dark method was about to be displayed by him. But at this time, Si Bai also pulled out the last trace of evil Qi in Ning zhumang's body. He suddenly stood up, and the sword inserted into Ning zhumang's abdomen was pulled out by him at that time, and a blood thread was pulled out at the same time and tilted on the ground The blood spilled all over the place.

"I'm not willing to..." once again had the majestic and incomparable magic spirit of Si blank, standing with his hands down, he looked down at Ning zhumang on one knee, and finally said for the first time.

At this time, Ning zhumang has lost his last pity for Si blank, and he has no mind to entangle with him on this topic. However, he still needs to spend some time to use the final card. In order to win these time, he has to suppress the depression in his heart and let it go.

"Martial uncle is your unwillingness. Linglong pavilion has just come to this point." Ning zhumang responded softly.

"Now that we have reached such a field, why not try again?" Division blank does not seem to be aware of the unusual Ning zhumang, continue to whisper.

"If you try, I'm afraid it will only fulfill the man's wish."

"The man?"

"Uncle knows who I'm talking about."

"Have you seen him?"

"Fortunately, I met the commander of Yuan Dynasty and the immortal of Mo sword. I met the man with him."

"What about yuan Guilong and Mo Chenzi?"

"Dead."

"Dead?"

"Well. He died in that man's hands. "

Ning zhumang nodded and said this, his body slowly stood up. Although the shocking sword wound on his abdomen was still dripping blood, he was unaware of it. As soon as he got ready, the last card to fight for his life was like the arrow on the string, ready to go. His eyes narrowed, his body slightly arched, like the crawling cheetah in the dense forest, aiming at his favorite prey. The next moment he would fly out, take out the other party's life, and of course he would pay his own life.

But he did not half a minute of hesitation, in fact, at the moment dense in Ning zhumang's eyes is only hard as iron determination.

"Well, is that so?" Sikong nodded. He didn't seem to notice that Ning zhumang was different. After saying this, he stood in the same place and meditated on the scene. In this moment, Ning zhumang had already come to the place where he was less than three feet away from him.

This is a very delicate distance. As long as you step forward, Ning zhumang will be able to start the thing, and he is sitting like this. One of his feet is stretched out, hanging forward and about to fall.

But at this time, the division blank but ended his short meditation, whispered: "I also want to try."

Hearing this, Ning zhumang's outstretched foot was suspended in the air, not recovered, not falling.

He looked at Si blank strangely and wanted to ask something, but at that time, Si blank's hand suddenly stretched out, a black gas gushed from his palm, and went straight to the place where song Yueming, who could not afford it, was not far away.

Ning zhumang's heart was shocked, because of the secret method promoted by his body, he had no time to rescue him. He could only watch the black gas flow into song Yueming's body.

However, the tragic scene in Ning zhumang's imagination did not appear. On the contrary, with the influx of black gas, song Yueming's old face began to gradually recover to its original age like the flow back of time, and his withered breath gradually became long.

His injury was repaired from the inside and outside at a speed visible to the naked eye, and this kind of accident just ended. The blank hand of the Si Si was extended again, and a black gas flew out of his hand and poured into the Xingtian sword. Thus, a red shadow that was about to disperse was gradually solidified under the nourishment of the black gas.

"Uncle!" Witnessing this series of changes, Ning zhumang seemed to think of something. He called out to the Secretary for blank, and his tone was surprisingly hasty.

Division blank smell speech turned his head, his dark eyes became clear again, he looked at Ning zhumang, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised, actually outlined a smile.

It was a smile in the memory of Ning zhumang, which did not appear on the blank face of the Secretary for a long time.Brilliant and real.

Like the spring breeze, like the stars.

"Linglong Pavilion can't be broken in my hands. You all have to live, rebuild the ancestral gate or live in seclusion. As you said, as long as you live, the inheritance of Linglong Pavilion will not be broken."

"Since I've lost my way, I'll go to see whether it's the abyss or the nine hell purgatory ahead, for myself and for those disciples who have been harmed by me..."

"even if it's to pay back a little bit of my sin, otherwise I'm not willing to close my eyes..."

after that, Si blank's ragged clothes began to stir up, dark Color once again infected his whole eyes.

The majestic black gas gushed out from under his clothes and turned into a huge black dragon under him, lifting his body. Then eight black dragons appeared in all directions, surrounded him like a hundred birds flying toward the Phoenix. Then, Si blank took a deep look at Ning zhumang, and the black dragon sitting there seemed to have a feeling and let out a long cry.

So, surrounded by nine black dragons, Si blank's body dragged the black air all over the sky, just like running thunder, running towards the northern sky.

...

on this day, the Great Hall of the national religion of the Zhou Dynasty ended in vain, and 9768 disciples of Linglong Pavilion died strangely.

On this day, the immortal elder Secretary of Linglong Pavilion disappeared, and there was no news from then on. Ning zhumang, who was already dead, reappeared in people's view and took over the position of Zhangjiao of Linglong Pavilion again. However, Linglong Pavilion, which was once known as the first sect of the Zhou Dynasty, had only two younger brothers and sons, a leader of the master of the sword holding Hall...

on this day, he lived in the Three Kingdoms of Xia, Zhou and Chen On the top of Yaqi mountain, Jiulong carries the immortals and comes to the scene. The evil spirit is lingering all over the sky, and the heaven and earth are angry, and the lightning and thunder are thundering. The Fenglai Pavilion, where yuanguilong and Mo Chenzi were buried, was filled with a corpse on this day www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!