Nanqiang and Huaiqing sat on the roof until midnight, Huaiqing got up and yawned: "In my opinion, the people from the Zhu Mansion will not come tonight." ”

Nanqiang frowned: "Why did the Zhu family come?" Who comes in the middle of the night to deliver the money? ”

Huaiqing turned his head and was stunned for a while: "You beat the son-in-law of the Zhu family, and you made the family kneel and kowtow, can the Zhu family swallow this breath?" It's really like you're waiting for someone to send money to your door. ”

After Huaiqing finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong: "You are not waiting for the Zhu family, so who are you waiting for?" ”

Nanqiang listened to the rustling sound, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Here we are."

Huaiqing looked around, and with a whooshing sound in the night, Huaiqing's eyes quickly pressed Nanqiang.

Two short scissors flew in, followed by a rain of arrows.

Nanqiang and Huaiqing turned over and jumped off the eaves: "There are so many people here in the little rabbit cub." ”

Nanqiang ran into the utility room on the west side, and Huaiqing rolled in together.

Nanqiang and Huaiqing leaned against a wall.

Huai Qinggang breathed a sigh of relief, and an arrow passed through the wall.

Nanqiang looked at Huaiqing, shocked and surprised: "What kind of food is so strong, even the wall can be worn!" ”

Huaiqing rolled his eyes, this mud house, if it rains a little harder and blows a gust of wind, it will collapse, and it is not surprising that an arrow can pass through it.

Huaiqing wrinkled his eyebrows, such a deep internal force, I am afraid that the person who comes is not good.

Nanqiang climbed over to get an iron shield, and Huaiqing took the iron shield: "Where did you get these things?" ”

Nanqiang squeezed beside Huaiqing: "I didn't get this thing. ”

As soon as the two of them finished talking, the door was slammed open.

Nan Qiang stared at the figures, Nan Qiang turned sideways to cut a rope, the sack on the rope was loosened, and a sharp nail fell to the ground.

Nan Qiang's eyes flew out of the iron dart quickly, and within a moment, a piece fell horizontally, and a smell of blood rushed to his nose.

Huaiqing saw the dart in Nanqiang's hand, and the shape was somewhat similar to the Linghua dart of Baiteng Pavilion.

But the dart in Nanqiang's hand was sharper and thinner, and the dart was engraved with a stupid word.

Nanqiang smiled proudly and pushed Huaiqing, Huaiqing looked confused, Nanqiang half-squatted on the ground, tiptoeing to push the wooden cabinet.

There was a dog-sized hole behind the wooden cabinet, and when I saw it, it was overgrown with weeds.

The last time I saw the dog cave, I accidentally threw medicine in Nanhuai, provoked Nanqiang, the demon king of the mixed world, and was chased all the way to the deserted house.

Huaiqing watched Nanqiang Mali get out, and there was a noise outside the door.

Huaiqing didn't care about anything, and squeezed out of the dog hole with difficulty.

Nanqiang flew the dart in his hand, and the dart cut the hemp rope on the roof.

Huaiqing listened to the slightest movement in the room, and Huaiqing looked at Shang Nanqiang.

"It's just a little honeycomb water."

Nanqiang sat on the tree, waiting for the people in the house to stumble out.

As soon as they stepped into the forest, Nanqiang blew his whistle, Huaiqing watched a group of people running over, Nanqiang calmly took out a dart from his arms and blew on the dart.

Huaiqing watched Nanqiang's darts hit the honeycomb, and the honeycomb fell to the ground, and after a while, he saw a group of black people jumping around.

Huaiqing turned his face sideways, looking at Nanqiang with a lively look, Huaiqing took Nanqiang's dart and looked at Nanqiang as if he was smiling.

Before the two of them could come over proudly, Huaiqing felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at them behind him.

Huaiqing stabbed Nanqiang with his elbow, and Nanqiang turned his eyes to look at Huaiqing.

The two looked at each other and collided, and they ran to the side.

Nanqiang stood on a tree branch, holding a dart in his hand, and before he could see clearly, a sharp arrow flew out of the forest.

Nanqiang bent down, and a flying arrow flew over again.

Before Nanqiang could turn sideways, the arrow grazed his arm.

Nanqiang's arm clothes were scratched, and blood was dripping inside.

Huaiqing saw the direction of the arrow, took out the dart he had just taken from Nanqiang and flew away.

The sound of darts plunging into the wood was particularly clear in the silence of the woods.

Nanqiang pulled out the long whip at his waist, rose to the ground, and grabbed the oncoming sharp arrows all the way.

Huaiqing took out the cartilage and followed, Nanqiang's arm hurt bitingly, Nanqiang stretched out the long whip in anger, and the long whip snapped in the dark.

In the dark, the man was hit in the back, and one fell unsteadily from a branch, but the landing was very smooth.

The forest was thick, and the moonlight fell to the ground like a needle and thread.

"Princess Changning's Tiger Whip back then, Princess Changning actually gave you a concubine's daughter. It seems that there is no successor to the Nanhuai Palace. ”

Nanqiang's pupils shrank, and in the dark, the second root couldn't see the person's appearance clearly.

But listening to the voice, it should be a man, and the man's voice is so feminine and a little eerie.

Nanqiang stood still in place, the figure seemed to be smiling in the dark, and his voice was yin and yang.

"The daughter of the Nanhuai Palace, a woman disguised as a man to Kyoto, what is the intention, the king of Nanhuai wants to rebel."

Nanqiang clenched his long whip: "Where did you come from, dare to talk nonsense in front of the master." ”

The man's laughter was even more presumptuous: "Master? Hehehehehe......"

The man's voice suddenly became sharp: "I'm here tonight to see you to see Lord Yama!" ”

Nanqiang sneered: "Then we have to see if you have this ability!" ”

"You dare to scold me for being a sissy?!" Manly laugh: "Okay, good! I'm going to show you what a gentleman is tonight. ”

Nanqiang was disgusted: "As far as you are concerned, even if the crotch is also an ornament." ”

Nanqiang took advantage of his inattention and waved a long whip, and the man dodged flexibly.

"It's just your three-legged cat kung fu."

Blood dripped from Nanqiang's left arm down the back of his hand and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with the three-legged cat kung fu, the three-legged cat kung fu will kill you."

"I'm still hard-mouthed when I'm dying."

Before Nanqiang could see it clearly, the man came behind Nanqiang.

The man struck Nanqiang in the back, and Nanqiang staggered upward.

Huaiqing jumped down from the tree, scattering the cartilage in mid-air.

Nanqiang held on to the tree, spit out a mouthful of blood, and wiped the blood on the side of his mouth.

"Stinky Taoist, if it's too late, Lao Tzu will die."

Huaiqing helped Nanqiang, and before a figure appeared in front of him, both of them were slapped in the chest.

Nanqiang coughed, another mouthful of jet-black blood.

The smell of blood filled his nose, his heart burned hot, and his nose breathed painfully.

Nanqiang inhaled heavily: "Stinky Taoist, are you mistaken." ”

Huaiqing turned his head sideways, and his lips were stained crimson with red blood.

"The carving insect is a little skill, and you still want my life, it's beyond your strength."

"It's okay, me, I've got tickle powder in it." After Huaiqing finished speaking, he was powerless to hold on to the tree and spit out again.

Watching the man approach Nanqiang step by step, Huaiqing was holding a sword in his hand.

Nanqiang raised his head, and the man grabbed Nanqiang's neck and lifted Nanqiang in mid-air.

Huaiqing held the long sword, the sword was unsheathed, and the cold wind flew by.

Huaiqing stabbed the man in the arm, and the man sent Nanqiang.

"Yuan Xuzi's old-fashioned Lingyun sword technique."

Huaiqing and the man went all the way into the depths of the forest, and Nanqiang gasped.

"This stinky Taoist priest leads people so far, where does the old lady have the strength to chase after him."

Nanqiang struggled to hold on to the tree, and as soon as he got up, he saw a black shadow coming quickly.

Another black shadow followed, Nanqiang rose into the air, turned over and sat on the black shadow, pulled out a few iron needles from the hairpin, Nanqiang quickly inserted the iron needles into the man's head.