Chapter 157: I'll Play Slowly

Yue Jixian's death had a great impact on Ning Yue's heart, but it didn't seem to have much impact on Jiangnan Wulin. The madness of the Angry Jiao Gang www.biquge.info quickly stopped, not only stopped, but the entire Angry Jiao Gang quickly shrank down. Except for a few routes from the north to the south, there were no disciples of the Nujiao Gang in other places.

A rainstorm washed the heavens and the earth, and the heavens and the earth were filled with the fragrance of the earth, and the mountains and dense forests were exceptionally lush. After the rain, a rainbow rises between the peaks.

On the hovering Zhongshan Ancient Road, a group of ragged prisoners were driven by a group of masked black-clothed men, walking along the ancient road with difficulty by touching the cliffs. Every step is so careful, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss and die without a place to be buried.

Ning Yue and Yu Lang sat on the edge of the cliff and looked down at the sea of clouds flipping, the deep scorching that seemed to lead straight to hell made Ning Yue's scalp tingle.

"Are you sure you tried?"

"A huge net made of high-quality cow tendons, one is spread every fifteen zhang, this mountain cliff is dense and the sea of clouds cannot be found even if the eyes are poisonous, a total of sixteen places, a total of two hundred nets to ensure that nothing goes wrong......"

"I only ask if you have tried?" Ning Yue suddenly turned her face, staring fiercely at Yu Lang's unsmoky face and gritted her teeth.

"I've tried this, but haven't the others?" Yu Lang shrunk his neck slightly, and looked at Ning Yue's disdainful eyes, and suddenly his face couldn't hold back, "Why do you still have the face to blame me? What is this? What is this? Why do you jump and try? See if you can't die!"

"Isn't your light skill unparalleled in the world?" Ning Yue's faint words made Yu Lang suddenly want to jump up and duel with Ning Yue directly.

"If you are good at light work, you should die? Who told you that if you are good at light work, you can't fall to death? This is light work, isn't it special to fly!" Yu Lang's roar crossed the sky, startling a golden eagle on the edge of the cliff and soaring into the sky.

"Calm down, people are coming!" Ning Yue slowly stood up and patted the dust on her body, "Let's do it according to the plan!"

The moment Ning Yue's voice fell, a figure went straight to the top of Zhongshan Mountain like a golden eagle that had just risen into the sky. The lord of the twelfth floor is still wearing the same golden sassy costume, and his clothes are covered with purple strips. Luxurious and solemn are equally important, making people feel a trace of oppression from the superiors.

The twelfth floor lord saw that there were only Ning Yue and Yu Lang on the top of the mountain, and his eyes were stunned. But in the next moment, he was attracted by the dozens of big boxes beside Ning Yue. His breath suddenly shortened, and he strode towards the box, and before he could take three steps, he had to stop.

"Ning Yue, what are you doing?" The twelfth floor lord's voice was very urgent, and his tone was full of raging anger.

Ning Yue held the tongue of fire in one hand, and saw through the eyes of the golden mask with a playful face that contained anger inside, "Don't do anything, my conditions have been clearly stated in the letter." Either return the martial arts seniors you captured by you, or we will die together.

10,000 stone of gunpowder, even if it explodes here, it can blow up the entire mountaintop, right?

"Shen Qianqiu, they are already on the mountainside, and they will come over from time to time!"

"That's just right!" Ning Yue smiled faintly and nodded at Yu Lang, "I'll let Yu Lang go and get someone, let's have a good chat here." When Yu Lang is sure that they are safe, he will send a message to me, and I will hand over the gunpowder to you!"

"No!" the twelfth-floor owner's deep voice seemed to come out of his throat, "what if they are safe, and you light the gunpowder and die with me?"

"You just think I want to die like that?" Ning Yue smiled playfully, but in an instant, she put away the expression on her face again and turned it into a look of indifference, "Do you think I'm discussing with you?"

As soon as he said that the soles of his hands were loosened, the tongue of fire that was bubbling with flames gently took off his hands and fell towards the gunpowder. The lord of the twelfth floor did not understand the power of gunpowder, nor did he know that the lethality of gunpowder on the flat ground was very limited. He only knew that gunpowder was very powerful, and gunpowder of 500 stones could blow up a mountain, and he only knew that gunpowder was a legend. And here are 10,000 stones

Therefore, at that moment, the twelfth floor lord only felt that the soul was in danger. There was a heart-rending cry almost in a shrill voice, "I promiseโ€”"

"Smack-" The tongue of fire that almost fell was firmly held in Ning Yue's hand. Not only the twelfth floor master, but Yu Lang was also scared to the point that his hands and feet were weak at that moment, and he looked at Ning Yue's smiling expression with a sweaty face, as if he was looking at the evil ghost who crawled out of hell.

"Changed attention?" Ning Yue's voice was gentle, but it was so harsh.

The twelfth floor lord took several deep breaths before stabilizing his mind, and his eyes were full of fear when he looked at Ning Yue. This is a madman, a madman who does things completely without regard for the consequences. An ordinary madman, he only kills. But a smart madman doesn't even let go of himself. At this time, Ning Yue was a complete madman in the eyes of the owner of the twelfth floor.

"You open the box first, let me confirm whether it contains gunpowder!" The owner of the twelfth floor left a heart, of course, such an eye is indispensable for walking the rivers and lakes.

Yu Lang's strong control hand made his hands no longer tremble, and Ning Yue's playing with fire just now made him not reply yet. The lord of the twelfth floor was not sure if the boxes were gunpowder, but Yu Lang knew that these boxes contained complete black powder.

The box was opened, and the inky black powder met the eyes of the Lord on the twelfth floor. They had seen and used gunpowder. So he recognized at a glance that the box contained the things that were intercepted and hidden by Gao Jingming.

There were three hundred chests, piled up like a hill. Yu Lang did not open all of them, and it is impossible to open them all. Which one does the twelfth floor master refer to, and which one does Yu Lang open. Fifty random inspections were carried out in a row, all of which were gunpowder and were not false.

The eyes of the twelfth floor lord calmed down slightly, and he took out a token from his arms and turned into a meteor and called Ning Yue, "Take this and go to the mountainside to get people." If you see the token, they will not stop you. โ€

Yu Lang scooped up the token, which was a Tianluo Ling made of pure gold. Tianluo Ling does not appear in the rivers and lakes many times, but as long as it is Jiangnan martial arts people, almost everyone can recognize it. Because every appearance of Tianluo Ling is accompanied by bloody rain.

"Take care!" Yu Lang suddenly looked at Ning Yue's face with a serious face, his eyes full of worry that could not be dissolved.

"Don't worry, I don't want to die yet!" Ning Yue smiled faintly, and waved her hand lightly as if shaking off the clouds in the sky.

Yu Lang's figure turned into a streamer and shot away from the mountain, and the moment he passed by the lord of the twelfth floor, Yu Lang clearly felt the lock of a qi machine. If it weren't for the tongue of fire in Ning Yue's hand that made him throw a rat bogey, it is estimated that he would not be able to help but kill himself on the spot, right?

On the mountainside, the slow-moving procession suddenly stopped. More than a dozen innate mysterious people instantly drew out their strange-shaped weapons and looked straight ahead. Yu Lang's figure flashed in the ancient road like a spirit ape, and the qi on the twelfth floor rushed towards Yu Lang's figure that was getting closer and closer.

"Tianluo Ling is here-your landlord has an order, release people immediately!" Yu Langsao Bao held Tianluo Ling in one hand and shook the folding fan in the other. Golden Tianluo Ling, seeing it is like seeing the landlord. This is the iron law of the twelfth floor, even if you know that the other party is Yu Lang, the twelfth floor has to respond.

The weapon was put away, and Yu Lang also saw the seniors of the Jiangnan Martial Arts League who were captured by them. Although each one is in prison, each one's bearing is still extraordinary. Even if martial arts are imprisoned, the demeanor of standing tall is still the same.

"Uncle Shen, seniors, you have suffered!" Yu Lang put away his uninhibited smile and solemnly swept over one familiar face after another. These are the strength of Jiangnan Martial Arts now, as long as there are them, Jiangnan Martial Arts is still coquettish.

"What about the Alliance's leader, and at what price did he get us......? Is it gunpowder?" Shen Qianqiu's heart trembled, and he stared at Yu Lang excitedly with shock and regret on his face.

"Hahaha...... It's not gunpowder, do you think you old immortals can be exchanged back? You should be grateful to your martial arts alliance leader, who exchanged the lives of millions of people in Jiangnan Province for you old miscellaneous hairs. If in the future, once this thing spreads out of the rivers and lakes, hahaha......"

Yu Lang didn't speak, and a twelfth-floor master with a mask was already laughing wantonly. And his words were like stingers, piercing into the heart of the Jiangnan Martial Arts League.

"Confused--how can the alliance leader be like this? how can he-" Shen Qianqiu cried and broke his liver and intestines, and the deep remorse was so thick that he wanted to break himself to pieces.

"Uncle Shen doesn't need to panic too much, the alliance leader has already made a comprehensive plan for this matter. Shen Qing, are there any fewer people?"

"I've counted them before I set off, and there are no less!" Shen Qing's voice was a little weak, but it was still sunny and gentle. Under the hostile gaze of the twelfth floor, Yu Lang led a group of martial arts seniors to slowly retreat towards the foot of the mountain.

"Are you the Lord of the Twelfth Floor?" Ning Yue asked curiously, sitting on top of a box, looking at the golden mask in front of her.

"Not bad!"

"It's been a long-standing friendship!" Ning Yue said with emotion, "We've been fighting for a year, haven't we? โ€

"No, it's only been two months! Two months ago, you were a fart in my eyes. When I really looked at you, I realized what a loss you had caused me.

The twelfth floor is strong and weak, but each floor can stomp on the ground three times in Jiangnan Road! But in Suzhou Mansion, because of the betrayal of the quiet night, my sixth floor was wiped out, and from that day on, you Ning Yue was my henchman on the twelfth floor. โ€

"Silent Night Betrayal?" Ning Yue was stunned for a moment, "Is there one?"

"Hmph, if it weren't for her betrayal, do you think the owner of the sixth floor would go to the Pure Moon Nunnery in person? They would jump in front of you and let you kill without bringing anyone? But Jingye has already paid the price for what she did, and your price has just begun!"

"Do you want to play with me?" Ning Yue suddenly put away her smile and asked with a serious face.

"Yes, are you happy? Tianshofu, Jiangnan Martial Arts Alliance is just the beginning, and the rest will be your friends, relatives, old friends, and neighbors! As long as it has something to do with you, I will play slowly, one by one!" The voice of the owner of the twelfth floor was very flat, but it was so infiltrating in Ning Yue's ears, and the clothes behind him were unconsciously soaked. (To be continued.) )