Chapter 127: Undercurrent

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Nie Fan didn't pay attention to the turbulence of the capital, and on a hill outside the capital, he drank the whole altar of monkey wine, closed his eyes and breathed, and meditated.

This battle seems to be easy, but it is also full of crises and consumes a lot.

His whole body was as sharp as a sword, and he was constantly pranayama. In the Nine Heavens not far from him, his eyes flickered majestically and looked at Nie Fan, feeling the cold murderous intent emanating from his body, and there was a faint trace of doubt in his eyes, it had followed Nie Fan for so long, and it was the first time that he felt that the murderous intent on Nie Fan's body had lasted so long and was so intense.

"Hanshan, you know everything, right?"

On a very small, nameless path in the capital, in an ordinary Western-style four-story building, an old man sitting on a rocking chair with his back to Zhao Hanshan said in a calm voice.

Zhao Hanshan stood behind him, looking at his shaking white hair, his expression was slightly respectful, and he nodded, "Hmm." ”

But his eyes were a little solemn, and there was a hint of hesitation.

"I know what you're worried about," the old man turned his back to Zhao Hanshan, he couldn't see his face clearly, his voice was vicissitudes, he seemed to be a little tired, the chair shook slightly, and the voice came: "I can tell you that Nie Fan is not from the Spirit Gate." ”

"Isn't it?" Zhao Hanshan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Master, do you know where Nie Fan's inheritance comes from?" ”

This question is not only Zhao Hanshan, but the entire ancient martial arts world is actually discussing, even if it is a person who guesses that Nie Fan is from the Lingmen, they are all looking for what Nie Fan's exercises are.

The old man in the chair was silent for a while, and said, "I don't know, but it's not from the Spirit Gate, nor is it the force we monitor. I've never seen his exercises before, and they look like an ancient tradition. ”

"Ancient heritage?" Zhao Hanshan frowned slightly, all kinds of legends in ancient China were as dense as the sea, and the story of cultivating and becoming an immortal was even more vast and inexhaustible. It is not surprising that some famous mountains and rivers occasionally find the relics of ancient cultivators, but how could Nie Fan, an ordinary person, get this kind of inheritance?

"Did Xiao Xuan find Nie Fan?" Zhao Hanshan was still shocked, and the person in the chair spoke again.

"Got in touch." Zhao Hanshan came back to his senses, his brows still furrowed.

"Hanshan, I told you a long time ago," the old man on the chair didn't look back, but seemed to clearly see Zhao Hanshan's expression, and said: "You are too cautious in your surname, and you suppress yourself too much, although this is beneficial to your work, but sometimes it is also very disadvantageous." ”

Zhao Hanshan knew that he was referring to Nie Fan, so he groaned and said, "Master, I will handle this matter carefully." ”

"Well," the old man nodded, and said, "The above has already begun to take advantage of this opportunity to lay out, and Nie Fan may be a key." ”

"I understand, master." Zhao Hanshan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flashed.

The entire capital was alarmed, and as the matter in front of the cemetery in the east of the city was gradually spread, the already strange atmosphere in the capital became more and more quiet and dull, and everyone was maintaining restraint, but the various undercurrents in the dark passage could no longer be stopped, extending in an unpredictable direction.

At this moment, in a bluestone brick house in the south of the city, a young man about ten years old looked at the two old men in front of him, smiled calmly, and said, "What do you think?" ”

There were two old men standing in front of him, the two who were guarding the door on the underground street, the two looked at each other, looked at the young man, and said, "Master of the family, we don't think he is an outcast of the spiritual gate. ”

The young man in front of him, who is only ten ** years old, turned out to be the head of the Chu family who rarely shows up in the legend, Chu Tianhao!

Chu Tianhao looked at the two of them, smiled undeniably, took a sip of tea on the table, and said, "I guess the matter is not over yet, you keep an eye on it, and if necessary, help this little friend." ”

A ten-year-old person with a face is called another child of about twenty, anyone who looks at it will be strange, but the two old men in front of them are not different at all, they know that the young people in front of them are older than them!

"It's the head of the house." The two old men looked at each other and replied respectfully. When the head of the family said this, it meant that the Chu family had no intention of taking advantage of the chaos to expand.

In the north of the city, in a newly renovated courtyard, Yang Zhi sat on a chair, his expression was extremely calm, and his eyes were full of fanatical enthusiasm for what was constantly lost in his hands.

On the coffee table in front of him, there were several large stacks of thick materials, on which the labels were labeled with the words 'Xiao Banshan', 'Feng Family', 'Blood Brake Alliance' and so on.

Yang Zhiyong sat opposite, with no expression on his face, looked at Yang Zhi and said, "You really decided to do this?" ”

Yang Zhi didn't speak, and the movements in his hands didn't stop.

"You should know," Yang Zhiyong said in a calm voice, "Whether it is Xiao Banshan, the Blood Brake Alliance, or the Feng family, they all have mysterious forces behind them, and if you lose the bet, the consequences will definitely not stop at you." ”

"I know." Yang Zhi didn't look up, his eyes flashed hotly, and he kept saying with his hands: "It may be those star powers who left." ”

Seeing Yang Zhi like this, Yang Zhiyong knew that he had made up his mind after careful consideration, and was silent for a while, and then stopped talking.

Yang Zhi used both hands together, constantly looking at the information in front of him, deleting useful things, and entering the mobile phone.

"What's going on, why are there so many police cars?"

"yes, what's the difference between that and martial law?"

"Is there something big going on?"

On the main roads in the capital, the alarm bells rang in the sky, rows of police cars in the capital went back and forth, and various warning and forbidden street signs could be seen everywhere.

Similarly, all kinds of people in the dark, shuttling through the capital, are like ghosts in the dark, flashing away.

Baicaotang, Wei Tao practiced boxing in the courtyard, he had been washed and cut the marrow, and he had already practiced a faint true qi in his body.

Even though he had no sense of consciousness and no keen spiritual sense, the chill that kept coming over him during the punch still told him that there was a dangerous person watching him, which made him feel cold.

But Wei Tao pressed hard, still steady as if he didn't feel anything, his fists were like the wind, strong and brave.

The people around outside, looking at Wei Tao, who was not moving at all, all had flashing eyes and murderous intentions.

But no one made a rash move and rushed into this small hundred grass hall, because before they got closer, they were warned by some mysterious but terrifying masters, and those who did not listen to the warning had already disappeared.

Although Wei Tao's body was not messy, he was also worried in his heart, he already knew that Nie Fan had killed nearly twenty top ancient martial arts masters in one go, so although he was domineering and happy, he also buried a big trouble.

He clearly knows that the elephant level is not the end of the ancient martial arts, and moreover, two fists are hard to beat four hands, no matter how strong a person is, it is impossible to challenge the whole world, and now Nie Fan has completely angered the four major forces such as the Feng family in Xiaobanshan, they are all already sharpening their knives and preparing to make a full attack, can Nie Fan escape this catastrophe?

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