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Nangong Moxu stood on top of a fallen iron beam next to him, just on this side of the gate, the light emitted by the open door, although it was not very dazzling, but because the entire Nangong basement 13 area had not opened the door for a long time, even during the weekly shift change, it was only a small crack, and there would not be too much light coming in, and now it was opened directly, and the light shining directly on the floor flashed like a sparkling diamond. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiang Heng looked over, and a familiar person next to the guard appeared next to him, and a mist of mist from the door made people lose their sight, turning this place into a fairyland.

He was wearing a high-necked hat, which was still very solid, but the bangs that were slanted down on his forehead were exposed, showing his innate domineering and handsomeness, but it faintly brought a little ill-will, which made people more and more incompetent the more he looked at it, and his healthy brown complexion showed his strength and man's true color, and a deep and slightly long scar slowly extended from his forehead to three or four centimeters next to his eyes, which added a few points.

I don't know why, maybe it's because he's been here for too long, or because he's old, there's a layer of frost on the tip of his eyebrows, or maybe it's because of the influence of the seal of the cold lock, in short, he's more or less stained with white frost everywhere.

In his left hand, he also held a magic staff made of small but delicate black beads and rosewood, and the place where his hand was covered was stained with a deep frost, which seemed to have been held for a long time, and the guard next to him put on a look of awe and expression, as if he was very respectful of the person he saw.

"Hey," said the man in a high-necked hat with nothing to do, and with a pretended serious expression, "I've bothered me, who is so bold to come here to get something!"

Xiang Heng immediately bowed down, looked at him with some fear, made a simple bow, shrugged his shoulders again, and stood up straight as if he were his parents, "Godfather, is it to borrow or not to take." ”

"Isn't it arrogant?" he also stood up straight, shrugged his shoulders, pointed to the ground and wrinkled his face, his scars bulging, "Don't you play! What do you want to do with your teacher? Do you want to fight? This is not the Golden Palace, there is no Princess Maha without you, this is Nangong, you have to listen to Nangong!"

"Look!" Xiang Heng pointed at him and shouted.

Hanzo Lin shook the katana, spun it in mid-air, and slowly put the suitcase next to Xiang Heng with his right hand, then raised his hand to catch the katana and slashed at the ground, and a half-moon arc-shaped blade rushed forward in front of the man wearing the turtleneck.

He smiled, as if he felt disgusted and disdainful of this move, it was too weak! This could be done, his heart secretly rejoiced, his hands stretched out and made a fork-shaped head and dodged in slightly, the half-moon arc-shaped blade hit him directly, and after a loud bang, he lifted the dust that rose from the clouds, however, he did not retreat, and even did not move!

The silhouettes of three people stood faintly in the dust!

"What's going on!" Xiang Heng watched the scene closely, a puzzled look flashed in his eyes, "No, there, isn't there just Godfather and that stinky guard?"

"You're the stinky guard! I'm obviously also a Nangong elite, okay?"

Nangong Moxu looked at the scene below, smiled, and said with a smile: "Nangong Ximo, you are actually the godfather of Xiangheng, the ghost head, what a shame! ”

"Maybe I shouldn't have joined this melee!" A person walked out of the dust, showing the sunny vitality of a young man, laughing, and even melting the cold, "Governor Nangong, Mo Xutong!

"Oh?"

"Really," the dust gradually cleared, and Nangong Ximo turned his face sideways, his face full of unhappiness, "I haven't played enough!"

Hanzang Lin looked at it, deeply felt that the situation was wrong, turned his head and glanced at Xiang Heng and turned around, "It's going to be on!"

Hanzang Lin kicked his left foot and somersaulted in the air, his eyes slanted down to the side of his eyes, and looked at Nangong Ximo below, Nangong Ximo also raised his head and changed his expression slightly.

Hanzo Rin's katana slid downward, tearing a crack in the air, as if opening something in another time and space, and the roar of lightning intertwined inside could be heard next to it, and Hanzo Lin did another side flip to lift himself up to a higher level, shouting, "Thunder is famous!"

At the sound of an order, Xiang Heng immediately reacted, ran backwards, stepped on the fallen iron beam under the gate, kicked hard, and somersaulted in the air, almost in front of Nangong Mo Xu, shook off his left foot and hit it, however, Nangong Mo Xu dodged, "Get out of the way!

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