Zhao Feng looked up at the source of the sound, but saw that at the end of his vision, an old man who was about to die was holding a dragon's head on crutches, his eyes were half-open, and the whites of his eyes that were faintly visible on the periphery of the pupil had a circle of purple and cyan strange "eye rings", all of which were weird.

"This person ......" Zhao Feng's heart sank slightly, and his mind was full of doubts.

"The hour is coming, let's take a bath......" The old man looked up at the moonlight and ordered in a deep voice.

Zhao Feng didn't speak, after a little thought, he finally untied the belt of the bathrobe on his body, and with a little force, he threw out the bathrobe, covering it between the old man and the Yuehua bath, the bathrobe slowly fell, and when it landed, Zhao Feng had already entered the bath, and his body was hidden under the water, not revealing half of the beauty.

"Little trick...... Hasn't the five years of retreat in the ashram not eroded your cheap dignity?" the old man said dissatisfiedly, but he didn't say anything further.

"That's it, anyway...... This last stubbornness is to be regarded as a reward given to you by the Lord of the Bow. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he walked out of the door, and under the moonlight, his true face became clearer: he was less than one and a half meters tall, his white hair was clean, but the skin on his face was wrinkled like dead wood, and all the exposed skin was covered with age spots, and the color and scale of the spots even made people suspect that they were corpse spots.

There is a half-meter height difference between the gate of Fenggong Lingtai and the Yuehua bath, the former is on the top, the latter is on the bottom, there are stone steps on both sides of the gate to walk to both sides of the bath, at this time, the old man is standing on the stone platform in front of the gate, looking at the people in the pool, Zhao Feng also looks up at it.

"Where's the arrow?"

In the face of the old man's inquiry, Zhao Feng raised his hands from the pool, and held the headless arrow in his palm, which seemed to exude the same brilliance under the moonlight, soft and sad.

The old man's eyes widened slightly, and he walked down the stone steps on his right hand step by step with a cane, and took five steps from the seven stone steps.

"Come here, give me the arrows!"

The old man urged, and his left hand, which was pressed on the back of his right hand, reached out, his face full of eagerness.

"Good ......"

Zhao Feng replied in a hateful voice, and then his body sank slightly, slowly approaching the edge of the pool where the old man was.

Syllable!

The old man couldn't wait to bend down and snatch the headless arrow, turned around and held the arrow, looked at the moon, his eyes gradually opened to the maximum, and he muttered greedily: "That's right...... That's it...... You're doing a great job, you're doing a great job!!"

Suddenly, the old man turned around and looked at Zhao Feng in the pool with a hideous face, holding the headless arrow in his left hand, and with the operation of a certain exercise, a purple power wrapped around the arrow body, turning into a waning moon-shaped arrow, and stabbed at Zhao Feng with a swift momentum!

"It's too slow...... Can I dodge ...... But should I dodge?" Zhao Feng watched as the arrow gradually approached his right shoulder, and his thoughts raced.

"He has already mentioned the luck exercises, and now he can take him by surprise, but it is still not the best time...... I have to let him get it, and make him think that I have no power to resist at all...... In addition, we have to buy time for Qi Xian'er to go up the mountain......" Zhao Feng made up his mind, and immediately chose not to act, allowing the waning moon arrow to penetrate his right shoulder......

At this time, in the Ziyang Dojo on the mountainside, the moonlight was projected on the outer edge of the dojo, and a blood mark flowed out from the inside of the dojo.

In front of the corpse, a figure stood with its back to the moon, and a stalkless silver moon curved blade surrounded the palm of his left hand from his right shoulder.

Wow!

The palm of his right hand suddenly burned with golden purple flames, and the field of vision changed to the person's face, the left half of his face was still Nangong Lizhen's face, and the right half of his face was reflected by the burning gold purple flame, showing his original face - Qi Xian'er!

"Is this the truth of the Nangong family? Poor desires, inferior conspiracy, you are not sorry to die. Qi Xian'er's red lips opened lightly, and she swept the purple flame out casually, and the entire Ziyang Dojo was engulfed in flames in an instant......

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At the same time, on the edge of the moonlight bath on the top of the mountain, the old man pierced Zhao Feng's right shoulder with a headless arrow, but the latter did not have the real feeling that his body was penetrated, but the waning moon arrow did pass through his shoulder, and sensed that there was a domineering true qi poured into his body, gradually spreading to Zhao Feng's whole body.

"Huh...... My poor great-grandson, thank you for everything you have done for the Nangong family, including your youth, loyalty and life, although your strength is insignificant, but without your strength, the bloodline of the Nangong family will not be continued, in return, I, who is a grandfather, will let you know the truth about the Nangong family, hahahaha!!" The old man laughed, he was very familiar with the scene in front of him, as long as he was stabbed by a headless arrow, the bow slave had no power to resist, and only at this step did he completely put his mind at ease.

Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and said, "You...... It's not a machine spirit. ”

"Hahaha! It is worthy of being a clan girl with the blood of the Nangong family!" The old man did not have any doubts about Zhao Feng's current calm attitude, the first twenty or so bow slaves who died in this situation had already interpreted all the possible emotions, calm, panic, anger and other emotions were all within his expectations.

"I am the patriarch of the Nangong family, Nangong Wansheng, in terms of seniority, you still have to call me grandpa! cough!" the old man said, and began to cough violently, but quickly suppressed it.

"I see, there was no such thing as a machine spirit from the beginning...... If you don't have special means for this body, I'm afraid that it will already be buried in the ground, and for more than 100 years, you have designed the Nangong clan with a big lie, and treated the entire Nangong family as your captive livestock...... That "Ziyang Heavenly Formula" should be the key you use to extend your life. Zhao Feng figured out a lot of things at this moment.

"Huh...... Your intelligence is far beyond my imagination, and you almost guessed the truth......" Nangong Wanshi smiled, it would take some time for Ziyang Tianjue to react to each other, so he took advantage of this time to continue to tell:

"As of this year, I'm 177 years old, and that's 180 years ago...... At that time, the Nangong family had only lasted for four generations, and it was only a small clan on the Shenzhou Continent, although it had thin assets, it was difficult to go to the next level, as one of the two candidates for the fifth generation of patriarchs, in line with the grand vision of leading the Nangong family into the circle of the big clan, but I couldn't convince the group of old antiques in the clan!"

"In the end, another candidate, that is, my younger brother Nangong Wanshi, became the fifth generation patriarch......"

"Huh...... But as it turned out, I was right!"

"Under his leadership, the living environment of the Nangong family has been deteriorating, and even the status of the small clan will not be guaranteed! It's me! It was me at the most critical moment of the Nangong family, stealing Xi and a bow from a certain ancient tomb, saving the decline of the Nangong family, defeating many enemies at that time, and crossing the limit of the big clan in one fell swoop, making the Nangong family a famous family!"

"I!Nangong Wanshi!, I am the savior of the Nangong family!!"

Zhao Feng's vision moved to the Fenggong Spirit Platform at this time, but he saw that the strange bow on the platform was exuding a devastating purple sunlight......

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Wangshu, who was guarding the bedside, seemed to have a sense, got up and walked to the window, opened the curtains casually, and looked at the lonely moon in the night sky through the glass, silently......