Not long after, everyone walked out of the cliff mountain road, and their eyes suddenly opened up. This is a flat land on the mountainside, covering an area of about two acres. Looking around, they saw mountains and lush forests, which made people feel like they were surrounded by mountains and rivers. The feeling of magnificence.
"Everyone, let's take a rest!" Wang Junlin's voice came from the carriage.
Shen Guang waved his hand, and everyone found a place to sit down and rest, took out water hyacinths to drink, and fed the war horses with water bags.
Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu came to a hillside, with a thick patch of grass at their feet.
Suddenly, the grass somewhere under their feet trembled slightly in the wind.
Nie Xiaoyu looked at Wang Junlin. Wang Junlin's expression was condensed and expressionless, but he quietly turned around and the two of them continued to look at the scenery.
I don't know how long it took, Wang Junlin suddenly sighed. He noticed that Shan Xiongxin and the other six swordsmen behind him had fled to the distance without leaving a trace. He smiled slightly, tilted his head to the right and looked at Shen who had arrived not far away from the side. The six people, as well as Chunqiu Nu and Chunqiu Lao Nu, whose eyes were always on Nie Xiaoyu, smiled slightly, thinking that since they are here, they should stay here!
Suddenly! Without any warning, he stepped on the grass with his toes, and his body had already slid to the left. A miniature steel crossbow slipped out of the sleeve of his right hand, and a steel thorn shot out, piercing into the grass with a hiss!
And his men were already in mid-air, as if they were dancing in the air. The Dragon Bird Sword in his hand was unsheathed, and it was like a dark poisonous snake, slashing straight through. It was extremely straight, extremely sharp, and it made a buzzing sound through the air. All the energy in his body has been condensed!
The Hidden Killing Sect has been able to confront the other nine factions of the Immortal Hidden Sect led by the Spring and Autumn Messenger for many years without being destroyed. It is not only due to the efforts of Killer No. 1, that is, the King of Killers. All seventeen killers under his command are He is the God of Killing, especially No. 2, who is second only to Killer No. 1. Wang Junlin has already learned about it in detail through Chun Qiu Nu and Chun Qiu Lao Nu. The strength of No. 2 is at least on the same level as Chun Qiu Lao Nu, and even better than Chun Qiu Lao Nu. Even more powerful.
When everyone unknowingly occupied a favorable terrain, Wang Junlin suddenly made a sneak attack. The six long swords cooperated with each other to attack the pile of grass, striking up a blade of grass, but the light was cold and dazzling!
With such power and sudden action, not to mention the No. 2 killer of the Hidden Killing Sect, even the Spring and Autumn Old Slave with unfathomable strength would be in a state of embarrassment and would have to leave some flesh and blood to pay for it!
But things always go beyond everyone's expectations. At the beginning of this mysterious and stormy offensive, a hand, a soft and white hand, stretched out from the grass!
Just like the hands of a cute little girl catching fireflies, her index finger and thumb gently joined together and pinched the steel thorn shot by Wang Junlin between the two fingers.
Then a figure flew up from the grass, seeming a little afraid of Wang Junlin's indomitable slash. He floated backwards, but he turned around freely, avoiding the tearing air flow from the sharp point of the Dragon Bird Sword like a gust of wind.
Six long swords suddenly arrived, like wind and snow, covering everything. The figure flew up wonderfully, dancing faintly among the six long swords like snowflakes, and finally stepped on Shan Xiongxin's most powerful sword with his toes. Turning his back, his figure suddenly retreated four feet and stood quietly on the grass.
Shan Xiongxin grunted, sheathed his sword and returned, blocking Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu with the other five swordsmen, fearing that the master would suddenly attack.
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After Wang Junlin saw the master's face clearly, his expression changed drastically, and he felt as if he had seen a ghost. Everyone present, including Shen Guang, Shan Xiongxin, Chun Qiu Nu and Chun Qiu Lao Nu, also changed their expressions and looked incredulous.
That was a woman, an extremely beautiful woman whose appearance could only be described by two words: perfect.
The most important thing is that this woman looks very similar to Nie Xiaoyu. According to Wang Junlin's judgment, she is at least 90% similar.
As for this woman, she was able to catch the steel thorn shot by Wang Junlin's miniature steel crossbow with her hands, avoid his slash with all her strength, and she was able to escape from the sword formation composed of six snow-like swords. ...it is no longer important at this point.
From the corner of his eye, Wang Junlin noticed that the old slave behind him had almost countless wrinkles on his face. Except when facing Nie Xiaoyu, his face never changed at all. After seeing this woman, his eyes suddenly changed. It shook hard twice.
At this time, Wang Junlin finally understood why this woman was the No. 2 of the Hidden Killers. Perhaps it was because No. 1 wanted her to become No. 2, or maybe even No. 2 was originally created by No. 1... No. 2 imitated It’s a fake. But obviously this fake No. 2’s martial arts is very high, and it seems to be even more powerful than the real No. 2 Nie Xiaoyu.
He walked forward, and the six swordsmen moved out of the way. Shan Xiongxin lowered his head and stepped back, holding the sword tightly with both hands, guarding Nie Xiaoyu's back. He might strike with thunder at any time. He and the other five swordsmen stood side by side. Wang Junlin was very pleased but also felt weird that his strange protective thoughts towards Nie Xiaoyu did not change just because this woman's appearance was no worse than Nie Xiaoyu's.
"This girl is my junior sister's long-lost twin sister?" Wang Junlin looked at the woman, his eyes flashed, and he asked softly. His face was filled with joy like the spring breeze.
The woman raised her head, her eyes always fixed on the expressionless Nie Xiaoyu. Although her eyes were not as bright as Nie Xiaoyu's, they were much brighter than ordinary people at this time. They seemed to capture the colors of the meadow and blue sky in her eyes. The whole thing is reflected, clear and bright, like two small mirrors, which is also very similar to Nie Xiaoyu.
Wang Junlin looked enthusiastic, raised his hands in salute, and said: "I am King Junlin of Qin'an in the Sui Dynasty. May I ask if the girl is here to look for her long-lost twin sister?"
This No. 2, this unfathomable No. 2, is obviously more powerful than Wang Junlin. But Wang Junlin knows very well what kind of existence Nie Xiaoyu is and how she got her appearance. Logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible in this world. The second such face appears, even if it is 90% similar, it is impossible to exist, but in fact it appears, if it weren't for the person behind it who is the same as Nie Xiaoyu, or there are many different ones On the 1st, Wang Junlin even suspected that he was dreaming.
Therefore, at this time, Wang Junlin said something that he would never believe. He even vaguely guessed what the other party was doing. The other party probably knew that he knew this fact, but what he wanted to say was extremely innocent and emotional.
No. 2 smiled slightly, but his beautiful face became extremely vivid because of this smile, but Wang Junlin's expression changed drastically and his pupils shrank suddenly, because Nie Xiaoyu would never have such an expression.