Li Mengqiu's words made Nantang, who felt a little tired, suddenly come to his senses. Recalling that a few days ago in the "Liuyun Wine Shop", Li Mengqiu picked up the crumpled portrait, Nantang sighed: "Although I don't know how you have a grudge against this Yun Fan, I don't think it's feasible for you to do this, otherwise ......"

"Actually, Mu Chen, they almost succeeded. Li Mengqiu suddenly interrupted, "It's just that Mu Chen's partner overestimated himself too much, thinking that he could swing the blade of gods and demons that didn't belong to him, Heavenly Fang. ”

Hearing this, Nantang frowned slightly.

Li Mengqiu paused and continued, "If Lao Gou had picked up the 'Heavenly Teeth' and turned around and ran away, I wouldn't have appeared here at this time to disturb your rest. ”

Nantang smiled slightly: "It's not enough to say it's a disturbance, I usually rest late." But listening to what you said, if Gou Yin hadn't waved that knife at that time, Mu Chen would really have been able to destroy the senior generals of the Shu Kingdom?"

"Mu Chen died under the knife of the "Heavenly Longitudinal Fang". Yun Fan ended his life with just one knife. As far as I know, Mu Chen had a backup move at that time, but because he died too quickly. So there was no time to do it at all. Li Mengqiu put away the wood carving in his sleeve and said lightly, "And I know all these tricks." I believe that it can be used in the future. ”

Nantang said curiously: "What kind of trick?"

Li Mengqiu smiled secretly: "Don't say." ”

Seeing this, Nantang no longer delved into details, but instead asked: "Now the 'Ghost Fire' killers in the city who can handle them have all been dispatched. At this time, if you want to find someone to help you, I'm afraid it's a little difficult. ”

"Hahahaha!"

When Li Mengqiu heard this, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

Nantang looked at Li Mengqiu puzzled: "What are you laughing at." ”

Li Mengqiu asked: "I heard that Qiu Ning and the Mu sisters failed to assassinate the lord of the Thousand Thunder Country some time ago, and then they were hidden by Lord Nantang's henchman Ye Chen, I don't know if Lord Nantang knows about this, or does Mr. Ye Chen do this thing without telling the adult?"

After hearing Li Mengqiu's words, Nantang frowned: "How did you know about this?"

Li Mengqiu responded: "It doesn't matter how I know about this, the important thing is whether Lord Nantang knows about this matter or not." ”

Nantang didn't speak, but listened to Li Mengqiu say again: "If Lord Nantang can't trust me, then I'll just leave now." I just want to help Nantang, and at the same time, I don't want adults to be fooled. As for Yun Fan's life and death, I don't really care. ”

After hearing this, Nantang sneered: "If Mr. Li really doesn't care about Yun Fan's life and death, how could he join the 'Ghost Fire' and search for Yun Fan's traces through the intelligence network of the 'Ghost Fire' over the years. I think, now in this city, I'm afraid that no one wants Yun Fan to die more than Mr. Li, right?"

Li Mengqiu frowned slightly: "What do you want to express?"

Nantang smiled slightly, got up and came to Li Mengqiu's side. Li Mengqiu looked at Nantang suspiciously, but the next moment Nantang took out the uncarved wood carving from his sleeve and took it in his hand to observe it carefully.

Li Mengqiu wanted to resist, but when Nantang stood beside him, a momentum that only high-level "Heart Martial Realm" martial artists had directly suppressed him, making him unable to move.

At this time, Nantang seemed to be a different person compared to just now. In extremely low words, he mentioned the vicissitudes of life in front of him and recalled the unknown past.

"If I'm not mistaken, this wood carving you carved should be the woman. Nantang paused, raised his eyes and met Li Mengqiu's gaze, "That Black Heaven Cultist who was killed by Yun Fan on the throne of the Xuan Kingdom many years ago. ”

Li Mengqiu looked at Nantang incredulously: "You ......"

"Actually, I know everything you said to Han Zhao at night a few days ago. Originally, I thought that the wood carving you carved over the years was actually your rumored little sister. Nantang picked up the wood carving, slowly returned to the desk, and put the wood carving on the table, "I'll tell you the truth, I've been curious about why your carving is so exquisite since I met you, but I don't carve your face." This question has been bothering me for a long time. Until I saw the wood carving of your face carved into Han Zhao's hand. ”

Li Mengqiu listened, and the killing intent in his eyes gradually rose. He realized that Han Zhao might be in danger at this time, so he asked, "What did you do to Han Zhao?"

Nantang smiled: "Feelings are an Achilles' heel that cannot be ignored for an assassin, and I am helping Mr. Li overcome this weakness." Don't be so angry. ”

Li Mengqiu clenched the carving knife in his hand, and a faint true qi lingered around the carving knife along his fingertips. This time, he's going to get serious. However, to Li Mengqiu's surprise, Nantang did not plan to make a move with him, but continued very calmly: "The reason why Mr. didn't engrave that woman's face was because he didn't want others to know about your relationship with her. But even after all these years, you can still remember her appearance, which is really surprising to Nan. However, from this point of view, I believe that Mr. did not let go of the hatred between him and Yun Fan. At least not as breezy as Mr. said. ”

Li Mengqiu said coldly: "Are you forcing me?"

Nantang said: "My husband and I have the same purpose, how can I force my husband to do what you will inevitably do?

When Nantang finished saying this, the aura that originally suppressed Li Mengqiu also dissipated at the same moment. At this time, I heard Nantang say again: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about these things." I still have a bottom line for doing things. Qiu Ning and the Mu family sisters are recovering from their injuries right now, and they can't help you in the short term. If you want to borrow their power to attack Yun Fan in the near future, I'm afraid it won't be feasible. As for the Han Zhao you are worried about, he is now sleeping soundly in his own residence. I just sent someone to steal the wood carving of your face from him, after all, I have always been very curious about what kind of woman she is, so infatuated by Li Mengqiu, the world's No. 1 "Immortal". ”

Li Mengqiu listened and did not speak.

At this time, Nantang said again: "To be honest, you are really not the same person as the "Ghost Fire". I sincerely hope that you can complete this mission and fulfill your long-cherished wish, and when the time comes, I will fulfill the promise I made in the "Liuyun Wine Shop" that day and help my husband get rid of the "ghost fire" and return to your life. ”

"The dead will not be resurrected, it belongs to my life? Li Mengqiu snorted coldly and said, "In my opinion, the scene is still avoided." You've said all that's to be said, what should I say next, or what do you want me to say?"

Nantang said lightly: "It doesn't matter what Mr. said, what matters is what Mr. did." In the world of dialects, there are people everywhere who speak like rivers, but relying on these people to calm the troubled times is simply a fool's dream. ”

Li Mengqiu snorted coldly again, ignoring Nantang's words. Nantang smiled awkwardly, but saw Li Mengqiu walk quickly in front of him and take the wood carving. Nantang didn't stop him, but when he turned around, he was curious: "Sir, where are you going now?" ”

Li Mengqiu didn't look back, just said indifferently: "I don't want to waste any more time, since you don't want to let Qiu Ning and the Mu family sisters help me, then I can only find a way to complete the unfinished task by myself." ”

Nantang smiled and said nothing, Li Mengqiu said lightly: "Disturb." ”

After that, the "Ghost Fire" assassin, known as the "Immortal", stepped over the windowsill and disappeared into the heavy night snow. On the table, the flickering candle flame was about to burn out at this time. Nantang slowly came to the windowsill, looking at the sky in the distance, presumably it would be dawn soon.

......

When Zhai Wenli woke up, he was in the middle of a vast snow. The soldiers of the Tianwu Kingdom who originally tied him up with all kinds of flowers are no longer there at this moment. All this was like a dream for him, and only the injury to his wrist made him gradually realize that what he had experienced was not a dream.

The snow had now condensed into a dark red slag of ice.

Perhaps the chill under the night was too thick, which made Zhai Wenli's perception of the cold greater than the experience of pain. However, even so, Zhai Wenli still couldn't suppress his emotions. Because, when he gradually regained consciousness, he realized that he had lost both hands.

This also means that Zhai Wenli will never be able to hold any swords again. Thinking of this, a sense of humiliation and tears welled up in my eyes. He began to think of strange ways to try to end his life.

Compared to living like now, it is better to let Ao Xian think that he has died in battle at the moment when the Tianwu Kingdom crossed the Absolute Dragon Mountain Range. In this way, his family will also receive preferential treatment from Xia Guo, and he will protect his past false name by the way.

At least not as embarrassed as it is now.

The snow in the sky is sprinkled on the world.

The snow piled up on the snowfield was knee-deep by this time.

The mess all over the ground told Zhai Wenli that it had been a long time since the soldiers of the Tianwu Kingdom should leave here. He didn't know how long it had been since he had been lying in the snow like this, but it was clear that if he lingered in the snow like this, the smell of blood would soon attract some of the beasts that had been hungry in the cold of winter.

Vaguely, Zhai Wenli seemed to hear the howl of a snow wolf unique to Jibei. This just gave Zhai Wenli, who was bent on seeking death, a good opportunity. However, the embarrassing thing is that just as he was determined to sit in the frost and snow and wait for death to come, a carriage suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Zhai Wenli, who saw the carriage, thought that he was hallucinating, and before he could make any response, several strong men suddenly rushed out of the carriage and surrounded him. Panicked, Zhai Wenli subconsciously stepped back, not knowing what to say.

At this time, a handsome boy in a cyan robe lifted the curtain, looked at the embarrassed Zhai Wenli, and said respectfully: "General Zhai, it's been a long time." ”