Liu Qianwen and the other two people exclaimed and were all stunned. What shocked them was: Nangong Haotian actually knew the opponent's acupuncture technique with a simple touch of his hand. So it can be imagined how profound and advanced his martial arts are.
Know.
However, the one who was even more shocked was Nangong Haotian himself. He had confirmed that the Demon Dragon Slayer King was indeed not dead, and that the person who had eavesdropped by throwing tiles just now, and who now clicked on the acupuncture points of three Liu family servants, was undoubtedly the Demon Dragon Slayer King.
At the moment when Nangong Haotian was thinking, Liu Qianwen asked with concern: "Haotian, how is it? Can you solve it?"
Nangong Haotian raised his head and looked at Liu Qianwen. From this angle, Liu Qianwen's beautiful figure was immediately visible, and he couldn't help but feel distracted.
But when he saw Liu Qianwen's blushing cheeks, Nangong Haotian quickly calmed down and nodded, "Let me try it!"
Nangong Haotian placed his right palm on the strong man's life gate, and the strong power of chaos in his body began to flow. Immediately, he exhaled secretly from his palm, and saw the strong man's whole body trembling violently, then exhaling a filthy breath, and opened his eyes.
I opened my eyes and looked around with some confusion.
Liu Qianwen saw that Nangong Haotian actually opened the acupuncture points that even Shen Tie Zhang Guai, Zhang Yongzheng and Yinxiao Xiaoke Liu Zhengzhao were helpless. She shouted excitedly and attracted the attention of the three people. Liu Qianwen's eyes rolled.
As soon as he moved, he pointed at the servant and said: "He's awake."
Shentie Zhangguai Zhang Yongzheng and Yinxiao Xiaoyaoke Liu Zhengzhao were also surprised for a while, and looked at Nangong Haotian with even more admiration in their eyes.
Nangong Haotian then slapped the other two strong men on their life gates, and they woke up one after another, each exhaling the turbid air in their mouths.
At this moment, the strong man whose acupuncture points were unlocked was completely awake.
He hurriedly sat up and looked at Liu Qianwen, "Miss, what's going on?"
"The head was stolen."
"Ah!" The strong man exclaimed in surprise, and quickly turned around to look at the white wooden plate on the altar table. He saw that there was nothing there, and the human head was indeed gone.
Seeing that the three of them had completely returned to normal, Liu Qianwen asked in a deep voice, "What's going on? The three of you are here to keep vigil. How did your head get stolen?"
The three strong men in black looked at each other blankly, and stood up slowly from the ground at the same time. The first one to wake up respectfully replied: "The boys were chatting under the hall door, and suddenly they heard someone shouting in the inner house.
Who'..."
Liu Qianwen heard this and explained: "That was what Nangong Xiaoxia shouted."
Although the three strong men did not know who Nangong Xiaoxia was, they simultaneously glanced at the only person here who had never met before - Nangong Haotian.
Another strong man said: "The kids just walked out of the hall to check after hearing Nangong Xiaoxia's loud shout. But they never thought that as soon as their front feet left the hall door, Lao Wang fell to the ground. What will happen in the future?"
I don’t even know what the situation is like.”
When Liu Qianwen heard this, she snorted coldly, "So, you didn't even see what that person looked like or what he was wearing?"
When the three strong men were asked by Liu Qianwen, their faces suddenly turned red and they all lowered their heads in shame.
Shentie Zhangguai and Zhang Yongzheng explained: "The person who came was so skilled that he didn't even need to meet them face to face. He just clicked on their acupuncture points with a flick of his finger from a few meters away. I'm afraid they still don't know how.
What’s going on!”
Silver flute Xiaoyaoke Liu Zhengzhao and Shentie Zhangguai Zhang Yongzheng looked at each other, and the former echoed: "Old hero Zhang is right, niece Qianwen, you don't have to blame them anymore."
Nangong Haotian, who had been silent all this time, wanted to know what happened when the Demon Dragon Slayer King came to throw his head just now, and asked with concern: "Did that person not show up to meet you when he came to throw his head?"
Shentie Zhangguai and Zhang Yongzheng nodded, "No, the three of us were discussing in the hall the motivation and purpose of the demon dragon slaying king in brocade robes who came to spy on our house. At this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit us.
, then a little black shadow fell on the corridor with a "dong" sound, and then rolled into the hall..."
Silver Flute Xiaoyaoke Liu Zhengzhao continued what Shentie Zhangguai and Zhang Yongzheng said, "Although the three of us had already seen clearly that the black figure was a bloody human head, we still chased it out of the hall and flew up to the upper room.
, looking for traces of the person who threw the head, but of course nothing was found."
Speaking of this, Yinxiao Xiaoyaoke Liu Zhengzhao gave a bitter smile and played with the long flute in his hand, "The three of us returned to the hall, and then we discovered that there was a piece of white cloth with blood written on the head tied to the head..."
"White cloth with blood writing?" Nangong Haotian repeated, "What is written on that white cloth?"
Liu Qianwen saw Nangong Haotian's curious look and replied first: "Then it said that the head was the enemy who killed my father. In my grief and anger at that time, in addition to being grateful to the demon dragon slayer who threw his head, I also
He sent his head to this place and placed it in this mourning hall for worship."
"Words in blood, white cloth, human head, Li Xiangzhu who lost his head... is there any connection between these?" Nangong Haotian thought of a possibility. He wanted to know if the thrown head was Shan Yu.
However, in this case, Nangong Haotian felt that it was inconvenient for him to explain directly, otherwise it would probably arouse the suspicion of the three people.
Suddenly, Nangong Haotian's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he frowned and pretended to be confused: "How did Sister Liu Shi know that the head was the gangster who killed Senior Liu? Did she already recognize that person's face?"
Liu Qianwen turned to Nangong Haotian who spoke, "According to the black scarf on that person's head, it is obvious that he is the person on the northwest helm you just mentioned. For this reason, no matter whether my father was killed by him himself, as long as any of those gangsters
Everyone's head should be laid in my father's mourning hall." After saying that, Liu Qianwen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the surrounding space immediately cooled down by more than three degrees.
Nangong Haotian felt the huge temperature difference and suddenly felt his scalp numb. "If she knew that she was the disciple of the Demon Dragon Slayer King or the person pretending to be the Demon Dragon Slayer King, she would probably kill her little Haotian."
, let yourself never be a man again!" Nangong Haotian thought silently and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
At this time, Nangong Haotian had confirmed that there was a 90% possibility that the head belonged to Li Xiangzhu, but he didn't know why the Demon Dragon Slayer King did this, and why he insisted that Li Xiangzhu was Liu Qingwen's father-killer.
Enemy, what did the Demon Dragon Slayer King write on the white cloth when he warned?