What is the world's first secret weapon?

Zhang Tian and Wang Wu felt that the secret weapon in them was the most powerful secret weapon in the world, the first secret weapon in the world. They think that their martial arts are not weak, but they have no ability to fight back in the face of that hidden weapon.

The two pentagrams had two middle fingers, and blood was gurgling downward.

The woman looked indifferently at Zhang Tian and Wang Wu who walked out of the grass, and said lightly: "Who are you?" ”

Zhang Tiandao: "We are bandits on this mountain, we want to go down the mountain to rob the two, I don't want the two heroes to be so powerful, ah!" ”

The young man's sword slashed out, breaking the little finger of Zhang Tian's left hand, and he said lightly: "I don't like someone lying in front of me the most, I want to hear the truth." ”

Isn't Zhang Tian telling the truth? Not the truth! But what did the boy hear? He has been professionally trained, and even some experienced Jianghu experts can't hear him tell him to lie. Holding the hand that had severed his little finger and middle finger, Zhang Tian was puzzled.

Wang Wu didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly continued Zhang Tian's words, "We are the Hunter of the Divine Hunting Mansion, and we have come to investigate the murder of the two masters of Natural Town who were killed on the order of Lord Nangong Qingyi. ”

"It's coming so fast!" The woman laughed.

"Isn't that what we want?" The young man said indifferently, a pair of eyes without temperature swept Zhang Tian and Wang Wu, and said, "You go and tell Nangong Qingyi, if you have the courage, you will see you in the Shenji Pavilion in three days." ”

After saying that, he ignored the two of them and walked straight towards a very flat road.

"Zhang Tian, are you okay?" Wang Wu said worriedly.

Zhang Tian scolded with a smile: "Isn't it just two fingers? What's the big deal, aren't you breaking one! Let's go, let's go back to Shilipo and return to Lord Nangong Qingyi, and take your and my severed hands with you, grandma's. Fortunately, the world's first divine doctor also came with Master Nangong Qingyi, otherwise, we would be crippled. ”

The two staggered down the sparse woods, but they didn't know that the two teenagers had not gone far, and listened coldly to their conversation.

The woman chuckled and said, "Jian Fan, they are in Shilipo." ”

"So what? I don't want to die. The boy said.

"Huh. Unexpectedly, Jian Fan, the world's number one killer who has always been fearless, was also afraid. The woman scoffed.

There is only one person in the world who can laugh at Jian Fan, and that is the woman in front of him. If it were someone else, I'm afraid I would have been in a different place long ago.

Jian Fan said very calmly: "I want to die worthily. ”

Hearing Jian Fan's words, the smile on the woman's face was instantly covered by cold ice, and she muttered to herself: "Value, value, hehe!" A pair of eyes flashed with unforgettable killing intent.

Women want to kill? Can't she kill that person either? Does she have a peerless sharp secret weapon?

Jian Fan looked coldly at the forest in front of him, he knew that the other side of the forest was the Shili Slope that Zhang Tian and Wang Wu were talking about.

Nangong Qingyi is there.

Nangong Qingyi, alone! And also a man.

His name is very nice. His sword was also very beautiful, and everyone liked it, because his sword was made of gold, and his sword made of gold and jade was worth at least 100,000 taels of silver.

One hundred thousand taels of silver, what is that concept? It can be enough for 100 people to live happily for 10 lifetimes! There is no shortage of greedy people in the world, but the sword has never changed hands. The sword does not have the right to choose its owner, because he is only a sword. However, the sword kills, in the hands of Nangong Qingyi. There are at least three digits of human lives under this golden sword.

Jiangyang thief, flower thief, peerless hero. There are many reasons for their deaths, but one is common. They offended Nangong Qingyi. This handsome man who is a little more beautiful than a woman.

Nangong Qingyi, dressed in white, stood on a raised rock. Behind him was a middle-aged man dressed in blue, with a white face and a long beard, dressed like a scribe. He is the world's first divine doctor Liu Suiyuan.

Liu Suiyuan has been following Nangong Qingyi for five years. There are two reasons why he is more beside Nangong Qingyi. First, he moved the mind of the golden sword, and second, he was afraid of death. And the reason why Nangong Qingyi stayed was very simple, just one: it was still useful.

"They're hurt." Nangong Qingyi said lightly.

"Where are the people?" Liu Suiyuan didn't have any suspicions, although there was no one in front of him, only a row of trees. More than 500 meters ahead.

Liu Suiyuan was like a black bat, walking forward.

He came to two people. It was Zhang Tian and Wang Wu.

Zhang Tian and Wang Wu broke a total of three fingers, and Nangong Qingyi knew it at a glance. There was no fluctuation on his face, and he said lightly: "Where are they??" ”

"Three days later, they invite you to the Shenji Pavilion for a while!"

"Shenji Pavilion" heard three words, and Liu Suiyuan's hand also shook slightly.

The hands of the world's number one miracle doctor are shaking? If you say this, it will definitely be regarded as the biggest joke in the world. Because everyone knows that even if Liu Suiyuan is pressed by a fifty-pound stone, his hands will not tremble. His hand may be broken, but it will not tremble.

But Wang Wu felt Dao Liu's hand tremble, although it was only slightly, but he really felt it.

He wanted to ask this question, but unfortunately he couldn't ask it anymore, because he had already fainted, very naturally.

"Shenji Pavilion? Hehe, they have the guts. Nangong Qingyi smiled faintly.

Shenji Pavilion, as its name suggests, is 'splendid and atmospheric', but in fact it is just a dilapidated and mottled attic with almost collapsed upper and lower floors.

Two huge stone lions are entrenched in front of the attic, indicating that there was a very prosperous time here, but unfortunately, no matter how prosperous, it is now a place where beggars live. It is a gathering place for beggars, a home for beggars.

But today the beggar has left his house, and two people have come. A young man, a young woman.

The woman smiled very charmingly, just like the peerless enchantress like Daji in ancient times, pouring disaster into the country. And what about men? It was so cold that he could instantly nullify all the beggars' desires for a woman's graceful body. He just said one word: Get out!

Three seconds later, the twelve beggars all rolled out of the Divine Machine Pavilion. Originally, there should be thirteen, but unfortunately that person has been used as a tool to kill chickens and monkeys. Blood stained the Divine Machine Pavilion red.

After all, it was once prosperous, and although it was already a beggar's nest, it was still very atmospheric. All it takes is a few cleanings.

Soon, eight sturdy men came from outside the door, armed with brooms, and came to clean with murderous spirit. It's ridiculous that they have a broom in their hands and a knife or sword stuck in their waists.

The people in the rivers and lakes don't have eyes facing the sky. However, the eight sturdy men with extraordinary breath were very conscientious in cleaning up their divine machine pavilions. And what about the pair of 'talented and beautiful' men and women? It's long gone.

In this way, the beggar wandered outside for three days.

They wanted to go in several times, but they were forced out by the group of men who were cleaning the Shenji Pavilion with sharp eyes. Home is no longer their home.

Three days later, the eight men dropped their brooms and left.

At this moment, the Shenji Pavilion is spotless.

If some rich and noble families see such a scene, their hearts will also be moved, and they will be asked to clean up. But who can afford that price? How many people dare?

Nangong Qingyi rode a fast horse, as if he was stepping on the wind towards the Shenji Pavilion.

"Interesting!" Looking at the Divine Machine Pavilion. Nangong Qingyi chuckled lightly and walked into the Divine Machine Pavilion with the sword. Then the middle-aged scribe, Liu Suiyuan, also came. He is like a hunting dog, finding the direction of his master and loyally guarding his master.

But does the mind owner of the hound know? Don't hounds never rebel? This is something that no one knows or can guarantee except the hound himself.

Wang Wu suddenly fell into a coma, which had already proved that this Liu Suiyuan was not an ordinary hunting dog. His heart is not loyal to one person, at least he has a world of his own. A little soul.

"Jianghu!" A familiar and yet unfamiliar name came to the beggars' minds. For three days, they felt like they were dreaming. The people in the dream appeared in front of their eyes one by one. But he is not a dream after all, Wang Laoer's blood has reminded them very clearly.

"Why did he kill Wang Er? Did Wang Lao Er offend them? A teenager muttered to himself. He was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and death was a very distant thing in his eyes; In his eyes, even if a person makes a mistake, he should not die, in his eyes. Although the people in the world are fierce, there are many compassionate people???

"You're still young, you'll understand when you're older." An unkempt old beggar leaned on crutches to teach the little beggar. The wind was blowing and the house was creaking.

They got up, found a shabby place, and took over. I don't know when I'll be able to go back to that home.

Home, beggars also have a home!

"Are you scared?" Nangong Qingyi looked at Liu Suiyuan lightly.

"You're there. What am I afraid of? Isn't the world's number one god catching still able to deal with two little thieves? Liu Suiyuan said with a smile.

Nangong Qingyi glanced at the room that had been cleaned, and said lightly: "Two little thieves? They killed Liu Hanfeng and Li Minghua of the 'Ghost Sword' of the two top high-rollers in one move, you say they are thieves? Hehe, a bit of spirit. ”

Liu Suiyuan didn't seem to like to discuss such a heavy issue, and said: "No matter who they are, they can't escape justice anyway." I'm not worried about them having a chance to escape, I'm just thinking again about how you're going to treat them? Kill them on the spot, or take them back to the Hunter's Mansion? ”

"I'm also thinking about what to do with them, to deal with these things." Nangong Qingyi smiled and didn't speak again. He sat down in a chair early. Liu Suiyuan didn't speak anymore, because Liu Suiyuan knew that when Nangong Qingyi didn't want to speak, no matter what he said, it wouldn't have any effect.

A pair of hands, slender and fair, and the important thing is that he holds a dark sword in his hand. The sword was not unsheathed, but it was already filled with a sharp chill. Nangong Qingyi is a famous swordsman in the world, and he can feel the chill in the sword.

There was a young man in white, cold-faced, handsome, very young, but twenty-one or two.

Li Suiyuan also noticed the man. He stood up and walked towards the man, his wide sleeves fluttering as he strode forward, his sleeves fluttering, and the hands loomed into view.

It was a pair of equally white and slender hands, surprisingly large, and holding a very thin, very thin knife.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Liu Suiyuan is the number one miracle doctor in the world, but very few people know that Liu Suiyuan is still an outstanding master. He kills people more than the best killers in the world.

Is there a patient who would be wary of a doctor?

Liu Suiyuan walked towards the man with the sword.

The man didn't seem to see Liu Suiyuan walking towards Nangong Qingyi.

Encounters are inevitable, but are fights inevitable??? (To be continued.) )