Nangong Du couldn't cry, and cut the rope hanging his father with a knife, who knows, at the same time, the red veins outside the coffin seemed to be touched, and immediately stretched out, binding his hands and feet firmly, Nangong was not guarded, fell to the ground, and watched his father also fall to his side. Nangong Du struggled and cried to Nangong Ling: "Dad, Dad, the child is not filial, the child is late." After Nangong Ling fell to the ground, his consciousness was slightly sober, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at Nangong Du, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he wanted to say something, but he just opened his mouth. was interrupted by another voice - "Oh, it's really a father-son relationship!" A person walked in at the door of the building, and Nangong Du looked up and saw that it was Doctor Weng. And the lark that was still at the door just now did not know where to go. Nangong Du was so angry and anxious that he couldn't help but say, "You monster with a beast heart, who are you?" ”

Divine Doctor Weng was not annoyed, and slowly approached them, sneering at the same time: "If I say it directly, it will be so boring, why don't you guess first." Nangong Du's mind was in a mess at this time, where could he guess, he only knew that he must be a person from Yigu, and he was not a miracle doctor at all. But Nangong Ling on the side looked frightened, and let out a difficult voice in his throat: "Feng ...... Feng Yu ...... White. ”

When Nangong Du heard this, he was surprised in his heart, was this person actually Feng Yubai? But Feng Yubai is at least in his fifties, how can he still be so young.

"You think I'm too young, don't you? Hahaha...... Oh, my old skin is right behind you. Feng Yu smiled arrogantly.

As soon as Nangong Du turned around, he saw the figure lying in the sarcophagus through the yin, at this time he was sitting on the ground, his eyes were level with the sarcophagus, and he could see the person in the coffin quite clearly, it was a dry and withered corpse...... But it's not so much a corpse, but on closer inspection, it's more like the "skin" that Feng Yubai himself said.

Feng Yubai walked to the sarcophagus, caressed the sarcophagus, and said leisurely: "This is the 'secret art of immortality' that people all over the world dream of, alas, but how do they know the pain of rebirth every year." Nangong Du was full of doubts in his heart, and simply asked: "Today, I have been planted in your hands, why don't you tell me what is going on." Feng Yubai squatted down and stared at Nangong Dudao: "That's right, you have to inherit your father's task anyway." He stood up and said: "Before, you still remember the legend of Huangshi Gong that I told you, this tower is the Yang Pagoda in the Yin and Yang Tower, this coffin is inlaid with the left eye of Huang Shi Gong, if ordinary people lie in it, they will shed a layer of skin, and when they come out, it will be like a new life, this young appearance can only last for a year, and before the skin is completely dried up, it must be molted again." It's like a snake. However, there is one more condition, and that is the blood of the Nangong family, the guardian of the Yin and Yang Tower. Only the blood of the Nangong family can stimulate the power of Huangshi Gong's divine eyes. So, you should be in vain, we didn't kill your father at that time, but brought him back. abolished his martial arts, broke his tendons and tendons, and raised him for ...... Blood Fountain. ”

"Brute, I'm going to kill you!" Nangong struggled and yelled angrily.

Feng Yubai didn't pay attention to him at all, and continued: "However, your father didn't use it, and he was almost exhausted by now. So, I personally went out to find his descendants. By the time I found you, you had already learned a skill, but it wasn't so easy to tie you up, so I approached you with someone who would make you let your guard down. Come in—" Feng Yubai said and snapped his fingers at the door. Nangong Du was drenched in cold sweat when he heard this, staring at the door, and the first person who walked in made him like five thunderbolts, and the person who came was Qi Xiaowu. This is followed by that

The linen-shirted old lady Granny Weng, who was wearing a hairpin, held a dagger on Qi Xiaowu's neck.

Qi Xiaowu greeted the orange candlelight, her white skirt was also dyed with a gentle red, her eyes were as bright as stars, pure as a lake, and a layer of light mist, like a sad song, she was looking at Nangong Du, there seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes, but she didn't say a word.

Nangong Du looked at her eyes and was pierced through the heart by a sharp sword. Presumably, she already knew that she was her father's killer. Nangong Du's heart ached, he gritted his teeth, and said to Feng Yubai: "What you want is me, why do you want to arrest Qi Xiaowu?" Let him go. Feng Yubai stared at Nangong Du with wide eyes and said: "Of course it is useful for me to catch her, give birth to a child for you, and then your descendants of Nangong will live in my treacherous valley for generations, and the blood spring will never dry up." Hahaha...... "Nangong Du's eyes were cracked, and he howled bitterly, mixed with Feng Yubai's arrogant laughter, intertwined and resounded in this Yang Tower.

Granny Weng said lightly on the side: "Childe, the people of Thousand Bird Pavilion are about to break through the defense of the golden-robed living corpse, let's not talk nonsense with this kid." Let's take blood. ”

Feng Yu Bai Yinbai, the loyal old slave and maid, was urging herself, and stopped talking, she lifted the knife and walked towards Nangong Du step by step, Nangong Du was struggling, suddenly, I caught a glimpse of my father on the side, who was trembling and stretching out his hand to the iris knife, a drop of blood dripped on the knife, the iris knife opened in an instant, the knife light was sheng, Nangong Ling's face exuded a kind of fanaticism and joy on the background of the knife light, this is his knife, and it is back in his hand.

Nangong Ling grabbed the iris knife, his body seemed to be injected with huge strength, he stood up, let out a long roar, and judged the two of them from his previous weak appearance, and the iris knife that originally belonged to him also seemed to be excited, and the purple light was swallowed. Everyone present was shocked, no one expected that Nangong Ling would be able to burst out with such divine power. Granny Weng took the lead and snatched it from the stunned Feng Yubai, while hurriedly saying, "Son, be careful!" She pounced on Feng Yubai, and at the same time, Nangong Ling's knife stabbed into her back. In just an instant, Granny Weng was killed.

However, Granny Weng's sacrifice also won a precious moment for Feng Yubai. Feng Yubai did not hesitate to throw Granny Weng's corpse into Nangong Ling, and at the same time flew back a few steps to avoid the edge of the iris knife.

Feng Yubai couldn't beat him, otherwise he wouldn't have used the hands of the ghost car thirty years ago. However, in front of him, he knew that Nangong Ling was just going back to the light, and he only needed to hold on for half an hour, and Nangong Ling would naturally run out of oil and die of exhaustion. Nangong Ling here has been imprisoned by Feng Yubai for thirty years, how could he not know his methods, so, one chased and one fled, Nangong Ling was swordsmany, and the offensive was extremely fierce, Feng Yubai was lying in Tibet, left and right.

Feng Yu Bai's martial arts are indeed not very good, and he can't stop Nangong Ling even if he tries his best, so he runs downstairs, first, the space under is large, enough for him to hide, and second, as long as he reaches the first floor, he will have the opportunity to run out. Of course, Nangong Ling couldn't let him run away like this, so he chased him downstairs.