After coming back to his senses, Nangong Haotian endured the pain in his body and looked at the old beggar again, only to see him with his mouth slightly open, his face and body sweating like rain, and he was standing there panting heavily.
Seeing this, Nangong Haotian Hengjian glared angrily and smiled coldly. His previous lack of concentration made him know that today was not a good time to take action on his own, so he took the opportunity to say: "Although I was beaten by you tonight, I will remember Uncle Mao's
As for the way you treat others, I won’t take your life today, but I will always remember this stick in my heart. One day, I, Nangong Haotian, will get it back twice as much. Just wash your anus and wait."
At the exit of the word "bar", Nangong Haotian turned around suddenly, shook his shoulders, and afterimages appeared, flying directly towards the shadow and lights of the house several miles away.
When Yun Shang girl saw Nangong Haotian running away, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but be startled. When she came back to her senses, Nangong Haotian had already galloped nearly a hundred meters, and she shouted: "Master, you can't let him go!"
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With a sweet cry, Yun Shang flew over and hugged the old beggar's right arm, obviously urging the old beggar to catch Nangong Haotian quickly and not let him run away.
But the old beggar just stared at Nangong Haotian who disappeared into the night. At the same time, he shook his head sadly and replied disappointedly: "Let him go. He has been overwhelmed by the anger of revenge. Now he thinks in his heart
The only thing I can do is to avenge my father quickly..."
"Sister Xiaowan once warned us that Nangong Haotian's stubbornness and willfulness have reached an almost unreasonable level." When the girl Yun Shang heard this, tears flowed from her beautiful eyes, and she couldn't help crying and complaining.
She wiped her tears, but found that her tears were like floods that had been unloaded and kept flowing downwards. The girl Yun Shang could only continue to shed tears and said, "Now that he is gone, it's fine. It's backfired."
"Nangong Haotian's skills are not much inferior to those of his master. It seems that the Demon Dragon Slayer King has really taught him everything he has learned." Hearing the Yun Shang woman's complaints, the old beggar shook his head and sighed, and replied
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But before the old beggar finished speaking, the girl Yun Shang snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "When my father was alive in the past, he once told me that the old dragon slayer was suspicious, cunning, and ruthless.
If you don’t tell the truth to anyone, how can you pass on Nangong Hao’s innocent skills?”
The old beggar turned to look at the Yun Shang woman, nodded, and said in agreement: "Yes, the person who knew the old dragon-slaying thief best in the martial arts at that time was your father Situ Daxia. Unfortunately, he was the first to be attacked by the old dragon-slaying thief.
The poisonous hand of a thief."
"So, if we can change Nangong Haotian, we can lead him to do good. Otherwise, Nangong Haotian will probably become the second demon dragon slayer. I, Situ Meng, will never let him become the second dragon slayer...
"When Situ Meng, a girl in Yunshang clothes, heard the sigh of the old beggar, a cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she said in a hateful voice.
"It's hard to change Nangong Haotian now, unless, after he avenges his parents, there may be a chance." The old beggar patted Situ Meng, shook his head, and said with a sigh.
Situ Meng, a girl in Yunshang, looked directly at the old beggar and said anxiously: "The ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mie is not only resourceful by nature, but also more changeable. If Nangong Haotian wants to kill him, it may not be that simple!"
"Hmph, as long as Nangong Haotian meets him, it will be difficult for the ghost-faced scholar Shangguan Mi to escape Nangong Haotian's Netherworld Dragon-Slaying Sword." After hearing this, the old beggar said resolutely.
"Master, do you really think that the old dragon-slaying thief will teach all the martial arts to Nangong Haotian?" Situ Meng, a girl in Yun Shang, heard this and couldn't help but frowning and asked in confusion.
The old beggar looked towards the direction where Nangong Haotian disappeared, and was speechless for a long time. After Situ Meng called many times, he came back to his senses, nodded solemnly, and replied: "I guess this is very likely, Nangong
Haotian's skills are amazing, not much inferior to my master..."
After hearing this, Situ Meng was a little surprised, and asked hurriedly: "Master, do you mean that the stronger the heat emanating from that Netherworld Dragon-Slaying Sword, the more profound and extraordinary the user's skill will be shown?"
"That's right!" The old beggar looked at Situ Meng with admiration. She was a very smart girl who was deeply loved by the old beggar. He nodded and the old beggar replied without hesitation.
At this point, the old beggar paused, and then Ji Hou said seriously: "Also, when we fought just now, my master kept entangling him with the small chain palm technique, making it impossible for him to concentrate his energy and improve his power..."
"Master, are you saying that Nangong Haotian still wants to compete with your old man for palm power?" Situ Meng was shocked when he heard this, looked at the old beggar in disbelief, and asked
"Not only did he want to compete with my palm power, he also tried to use the golden palm and silver hook that the old demon-slaying dragon thief is famous for to put Master to death!" After hearing this, the old beggar smiled coldly and sighed.
After hearing this, Situ Meng couldn't help but asked anxiously: "In that case, if we fail to defeat Nangong Haotian, we can't make him realize that the old dragon-slaying thief still has a few percent of his secret skills, ready to wait until he has no use in the future.
Is it time to get rid of him?"
"No, Nangong Haotian may have woken up a little now, because he didn't take much advantage just now, whether it was palm skills or sword moves. My old man is not a vegetarian either." After hearing this, the old beggar hesitated.
He stroked his white beard, smiled slightly, shook his head and said.
When Situ Meng heard this, a trace of worry flashed in his beautiful eyes, and he couldn't help but asked anxiously: "So, Junior Sister Xiaowan is no longer Nangong Haotian's rival?"
Hearing this, the old beggar couldn't help but smile bitterly and sighed: "Of course your junior sister is no match for him."
Hearing this, Situ Meng couldn't help being stunned. At the same time, there was more worry in his eyes, and he asked anxiously: "Master, what should we do now? Go and capture Nangong Haotian? Or call Junior Sister Xiaowan
Come back and not let the two of them meet?"
Seeing Situ Meng's worried look, the old beggar couldn't help but feel amused. He sighed and said with relief, "It's okay. Your junior sister was once kind to Nangong Haotian. He might not kill your junior sister."
Situ Meng said anxiously: "But if he hears his mother..."
Situ Meng's words immediately reminded the old beggar. His face changed and he said urgently: "By the way, Meng'er, you go quickly. It's best to arrive before Nangong Haotian and meet you Xiaowan."
Junior sister told her that it was best to let Nangong Haotian know about Li Nuxia for the time being, otherwise, I'm worried..."
Before the old beggar finished speaking, Situ Meng hurriedly bowed in response, turned around and left.
Seeing Situ Meng's anxious look, the old beggar couldn't help but smile. It seemed that Meng'er meant a lot to Nangong Haotian, so he waved again and shouted: "Meng'er, wait a minute."