When Luo Yuanquan followed Nangong Wuji's footsteps and walked into a secret base of the shadow guards in Xuzhou, he only felt a little strange when he looked at the respectful and rigorous gazes cast by the straight guards standing around.

Of course, he knew that these eyes were not on him, but at Nangong Wuji beside him. The Shadow Guard Commander was not very tall, he could even be considered short, but even the tallest person could only look up in front of him. The awe in the eyes of the guards and subordinates around him was not just because of his status, but because of the bearing and demeanor that he had cultivated for decades in charge of the world. Like Luo Yuanhuan, even bathing in such an aura next to him like this is also a dream honor for many people.

However, Luo Yuanquan himself didn't feel like this, so he felt a little weird. Although the number of these guards is small, the capable and powerful aura exuded by each of them, as well as the self-discipline and forbearance that have been cultivated to the subconscious, show that they are by no means ordinary masters of the rivers and lakes, but a member of a large and strict secret agency. These are all Shadow Guards, even if they are not official Shadow Guards, they can also be regarded as Heavenly Eagle Dogs. It's just that such a group of guards and subordinates are not something that any sect in the rivers and lakes can use or dare to use. And this seems to be just an ordinary mansion of a large family, and the tightness, meticulousness and luxury in it are also far from the imagination of ordinary people.

Just two months ago, he was the small leader of a third-rate gang in a small place, a small character who was completely inaccessible in the rivers and lakes, and those famous sons and buddies didn't even bother to look at him, but now he was following behind one of the most powerful people in the world. Enjoying the salute of those shadow guards together - even if it is just behind him, Nangong Wuji's back is not just someone who can follow, not to mention that Nangong Wuji also turns his head from time to time. Speak to him in a rather calm tone. That is not deliberately made peace and equality, Nangong Wuji's identity, except for the Son of Heaven, does not need to be deliberately polite to anyone, and the majestic momentum exuded by him all the time also shows that he really does not have any pretentiousness, that kind of peace and equality is from the heart.

Luo Yuanquan didn't know why this was happening. This qiē seems to have originated from the serious injury he suffered in the Shenji Hall in Jingzhou two months ago, and then it inexplicably turned like this. But the strangest thing is that there is a sense of unreality on his own side. On the other hand, he is at ease with this great change. No matter how polite Nangong Wuji was to him, or what he said to him that he couldn't quite understand, he felt intellectually incredible. On the one hand, it doesn't seem to be too surprising, as if this qiē should be so.

This situation made him feel strange and at the same time a little faintly afraid. It's a bit like there's a stranger in your body who is unknowingly taking your place.

Nangong Wuji's footsteps in front of him stopped, and Luo Yuanhuan also stopped. It's like a dungeon-like entrance. There weren't any guards around. The shadow guards who had been following them also retreated, as if there was some amazing secret buried in this dungeon that they didn't want anyone to know, Luo Yuanquan couldn't help but ask: "Lord Nangong, you said that you want me to come to see a very important person, is it here?"

"Yes. Here it is. Nangong Wuji nodded.

Looking at the door of the dungeon, it was obvious that the stone gate and heavy mechanisms were added later, Luo Yuanhuan hesitated a little: "Then Lord Nangong, can you tell me first, who is this person, does it have anything to do with me?"

"Of course it matters, but it still has a lot to do with it. Nangong Wuji smiled. "I know you have a lot of questions. There are also a lot of things to ask. But all I can say is when you see this person. When you know your past from him, all the problems will be understood. So you don't have to ask me. ”

"My past" Luo Yuanquan suddenly had a faint fear in his heart. Of course, he is also like everyone who has lost his memory, he is full of curiosity about his past that he can't remember at all, his own background, parents, etc., but all kinds of unbelievable changes in the past two months make him feel that there seems to be some huge secret buried in these pasts, once revealed, all his previous world will be shattered by this secret.

He wanted to say something, but Nangong Wuji had already pushed open the stone door, and a strange smell like a corpse stench came to his face in the pitch-black underground.

Who would live in such a cellar, or be locked up here? Luo Yuanhuan was even more uneasy in his heart, but Nangong Wuji had already walked in, and he could only follow closely after thinking about it.

"I brought a guest today, you must not have imagined who he is" Nangong Wuji's voice echoed in the vast underground space, and from his voice, it could be heard that his interest was very high, and he could even be said to be slightly excited.

It was a large basement with special oil lamps lit on the walls around it, as if it were not a prison. Luo Yuan, who had just walked into the dim circle, could only vaguely see the environment clearly, and then saw that with Nangong Wuji's voice, a huge black shadow flew over with a thick corpse stench.

Nangong Wuji stretched out his hand and lifted it away, and the black shadow that flew in front of them stopped in mid-air a few feet away. At this time, Luo Yuanhuan's eyes also slightly adapted to the dimness, and he saw clearly that this black shadow was a person with a full body ** and an extremely strange shape. This person has several huge scars on his body, and he is extremely fat, he looks like a fat puppet that has been torn up and hastily sewn, which is okay, the most strange thing is that this person is still holding a half-rotten corpse in his hand, holding a human hand in his mouth, and his whole body is covered with a layer of black blue that only corpses have, and his face is expressionless, and his eyes are also full of death.

"This is," Luo Yuanhuan asked with a strange expression. He really couldn't imagine that such a monster more than a human thing would have anything to do with him.

Nangong Wuji didn't answer him, just frowned slightly and closed his eyes, as if he had carefully listened and felt the movement in the basement, and then the expression on his face turned into anger. With a squeeze of his hand, the corpse-like fat weirdo in mid-air exploded into a puddle of shapeless mud like a pile of thin dough that had suddenly been stepped on.

This is just Nangong Wuji's subconscious action. He didn't even look at the pile of meat puree, but shouted angrily: "Someone!"

The people are coming right away. Although the people outside did not approach, they had always kept an eye on this place, and immediately after hearing Nangong Wuji's angry shout, two black-clothed people ran in at a very fast speed.

"What about the people who are guarding here?" Nangong Wuji's angry voice shook the entire basement trembling slightly, and Luo Yuanhuan was also dizzy, and he couldn't help but cover his ears. Just listening to this voice, it seemed that a hundreds of feet of Optimus Giant was venting his anger about smashing all this place into powder, and it was hard to imagine that Nangong Wuji's slightly short body could make such a loud and huge sound.

"Your Excellency. The people here are still there this morning, and we have brought in food and water, and knowing that the adults are coming today, the surrounding security is twice as strong as before. I really don't know how the people here are gone. ”

Listening to his subordinates' panicked but not flustered answers, the anger on Nangong Wuji's face quickly calmed down, he thought about it, and suddenly asked: "What about Shui Yuzhu?

"The Water Patrol has been here once a month. But after two days of staying, he left. She didn't tell anyone where she went."

Nangong Wuji stopped talking, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to be in deep thought. No one dared to make a noise, and after a few breaths, the entire basement began to tremble slightly, as if it was grasped by an invisible giant and shook slightly, and then all the debris piled up on the ground actually slowly floated in the air, and all the dark corners, all the things that were hidden were exposed to the dim light.

Click. A pile of mechanisms that seemed to have not been made was squeezed into a sloppy mass of garbage in mid-air by an invisible force. Bumper, a few food boxes and cups that looked like people had been used were also crushed to pieces. Nangong Wuji's eyes swept over these rags one by one, as if he could see some secret that others couldn't see. Finally, after more than a dozen objects of all kinds were smashed and destroyed, he let out a sigh of relief, and all the floating things fell to the ground at once, making a piercing sound in the ground.

"Okay, good, good, it's promising, it's promising, even I dare to deceive, it's really a good show" Nangong Wuji's voice sounded calm, but he only needed to experience it carefully to feel the great anger buried below. "A bold and reckless woman who doesn't know the depth and just happens to meet a madman who is at the end of his rope, even I can't see it. ”

"The people here had quietly fled a month ago. Although it's not your fault, it's a dereliction of duty after all, and you all have suicide notes left in the reserve camp, right?"

The bodies of the two half-kneeling black-clothed men were shocked, and they looked at each other in disbelief, and then looked at Nangong Wuji: "My lord, we obviously see it every day."

Poof, two sounds, as if the sound of a fully ventilated leather bag being punctured, in the blink of an eye, it was still as strong as two black-clothed people cast by iron and steel, and in the next blink of an eye, it became two lumps of bone, viscera, flesh, flesh, clothes and hair mixed together, as if tens of thousands of catties of huge force from all directions crushed these two people thousands of times in the blink of an eye, and this power was integrated without any gaps, these two people did not even have a trace of blood splattered, all condensed and transformed into that in situ. Only two black breaths slowly rose from these two piles of flesh and blood, and then they were torn to pieces and dissipated by an unknown huge force.

"Sure enough, I have long been under the spell of ecstasy, and all I see and hear is hallucination. I'm too careless, a madman is a madman after all, and I can't use common sense" Nangong Wuji put his hands behind his back, looking at the two destroyed black gases, muttering to himself, with both anger and deep reflection in his expression. "Or can there be a way back in such a situation, so what will it be?"

Luo Yuanhuan on the side had already been dumbfounded by this qiē. These days, he has gradually become accustomed to Nangong Wuji's momentum and bearing, but it was not until this moment that he most intuitively felt the majesty, aura, and strength of this shadow guard commander, that he understood that Nangong Wuji's exuded giant-like power, and the powerful sense of existence was not 'like', but indeed it was. The power contained in this slightly short body has simply exceeded the level that ordinary people can imagine. He didn't feel any energy in his body. The flow of Gang Qi, but for some reason he knew very well that this god-like ability was not the result of any Dao and Dao techniques. It is an inconceivably thick internal force, and an inconceivably subtle control.

"Luo Dangjia, let's go quickly. Nangong Wuji suddenly turned around, and walked out without looking at the mess in this dungeon.

Luo Yuanquan hurriedly followed and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go find that person. We must find him quickly. Nangong Wuji's feet didn't stop, and Luo Yuanquan was already starting to trot to keep up.

"Looking for whom?"

"Find the person you should be looking for, although I don't know what the hell that person is going to do, but we must do everything we can to find him. You have to do your best to find him."

Nangong Wuji's voice became deeper and lower, and his face became more and more gloomy. I don't know if it's because the firelight is shaking and I can't see clearly, or if it's because I'm too in awe of such a power. Luo Yuanhuan felt as if Nangong Wuji, who was groaning, was getting younger and younger. Although he didn't look old originally, some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, the skin on his face and other places still looked like a middle-aged man, but at this moment, it seems that those wrinkles are slowly smoothing out. The skin is slowly becoming smoother. The bare muscles on the wrists and fingers seem to be more elastic, and they seem to be slowly becoming younger with the naked eye.

Suddenly, Nangong Wuji's body, who was walking briskly, was shocked, as if he had also sensed something wrong, he stood still and closed his eyes, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, and at the same time slowly recited in his mouth: "From the Son of Heaven to the common people, all of them are based on self-cultivation, and those who are chaotic and end up in the end will not be punished." What is thick is thin, and what is thin is thick, and there is nothing. This is called Zhiben. This is known as the best of knowing."

These words are not something profound and mysterious, not only Luo Yuanquan knows what they are. Almost everyone who reads books in the world knows it. This is a passage in the Confucian classics about self-cultivation, but in such a situation, it seems extremely strange to recite it in the mouth of Nangong Wuji. Nangong Wuji's voice reciting these words was clear and clear, and every word was like a morning bell and a dusk drum, and with these words, the abnormalities on his face and body disappeared. Luo Yuanhuan rubbed his eyes, as if everything he had just done was an illusion, and the Nangong Wuji in front of him was still the appearance of the majestic middle-aged man.

Nangong Wuji glanced at Luo Yuanhuan, and seemed to know the vision that was born on him just now, he didn't explain, he continued to walk outside, and just said: "Don't ask, don't ask." When you find that person, all doubts will be solved. ”

As soon as he walked out of the dungeon with Luo Yuanhuan, Nangong Wuji turned around and slammed his palm on the thick stone door, and then there was a dull loud bang like the sky was cracking, and the ground shook violently as if it had been smashed by a hill from outside the sky, and the stone gate was completely shattered and collapsed, completely blocking the entrance, and at the same time, the ground next to it also collapsed a large area, and the entire dungeon was shattered under this palm.

Dozens of figures flew towards the area, and the other guards and shadow guards hurried over when they heard the loud noise. They only saw that on the shattered ruins, Nangong Wuji's short body was exuding a momentum and sense of oppression like a giant in the wilderness, and his voice also carried out with the same power: "Pass the order, all current operations are stopped, and all forces are concentrated to search for the defected water patrol and the prisoners who have been imprisoned here, and they must be captured alive." ”

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Near the junction of Jingzhou and Yuzhou, on an inaccessible suburban road, Shui Yuzhu is pushing a dilapidated wheelbarrow to the west.

At this moment, Shui Yuzhu is naturally not the charming beauty of the country and the city when she was in Xuzhou that day, her skin is rough, her head is burnt yellow, and the corners of her eyes are wrinkled, she looks like an ordinary middle-aged peasant woman, except for the slightly faster way she pushes the cart forward, almost catching up with the fast pace of ordinary people, and no one else can see anything surprising.

"Little beauty, you pick up some trails to walk, and you are still grinding like this, when will you be able to arrive?" In the deserted wilderness, it was obviously just Shui Yuzhu alone, but suddenly another voice sounded. The voice was soft and sweet, and it sounded fine at first glance. But when you feel it carefully, you feel an indescribable disgust.

The sound came from the wheelbarrow pushed by Shui Yuzhu, but the wheelbarrow was not big, and there was no one on it at all. There was only a small dilapidated rattan box, but this rattan box was a little reluctant even for a teenager, and the person who spoke seemed to be hiding in this rattan box and looked quite leisurely.

"It's safer, if it's not fast. No matter how fast you go, if you leak your whereabouts, you don't have to go anywhere. Shui Yuzhu's voice did not hide the tiredness in it, but it seemed that she was really a middle-aged village woman who was tortured by life and lost her interest.

"Hehe, you can only deceive those ordinary people. If Nangong Wuji shows us and disappears, he will send the best hand in the shadow guard to track him down, and even he will come in person. Do you think you're going to fool around with these little tricks?" the voice in the rattan box laughed heartlessly, as if it was none of its business. "Although you inquired about Nangong Wuji who has important things to do in Jingzhou, and whether he will go back for a while and a half, what kind of important things do you think can delay him for a while? ”

This is indeed all true. Shui Yuzhu knows very well what kind of talent there is in the shadow guard. And what kind of means does Nangong Wuji have? Her cover-up along the way can only be done without attracting attention until she is revealed. She groaned for a moment. He sighed and said, "What does the master think?"

"Hahahaha, this seat said that these little tricks will be almost over at this time. It's better to hurry, as long as the plan of this seat can be fully successful, when the time comes, this seat will be free and easy, you have the rest of the ghost heart mantra of this seat, and the Bliss Heart Sutra you have cultivated, no matter where you go to choose another master, you can be of great use, what do you need to worry about Nangong Wuji?"

The voice in the rattan box did not bring Shui Yuzhu the slightest relief. Instead, the corners of her eyes jumped, and she muttered to herself: "What can the Ming Lord catch up with the Ming Lord of Wuji?"

"Hee-hee-hee-hee, did you regret it? Little beauty, didn't you swear to this seat at the time. Does this have to be a win-win?"

Shui Yuzhu's expression showed deep remorse in his confused expression, and he replied in a mutter: "I'm just that I just want to have more self-preservation power in the future storm, just want to know more secrets, I don't know how you will be"

"Did you have the confidence to be able to control this seat? Are you confident in your beauty and blissful skills? Hahahaha beauty, you are so cute, why are you Nangong Wuji secretive about the current situation of this seat? If it weren't for his help, how could this seat be like this now? Don't worry, little beauty, as long as this seat can really get your wish, you can combine the ghost heart mantra and the Bliss Sutra, not only can you no longer be restrained by this seat, but no one dares to look down on you. Nangong Wuji not only doesn't dare to punish you, most likely there will be more times in the future when you will be reused, even the general hehehe, the general will not care about you, but Yuan Shunyi will definitely be kind to you, after all, legally speaking, she is the head of the current Shuntian God Sect, and all those who have succeeded in practicing the five strategies of Shuntian are considered her fellow people. That thigh is not thinner than Nangong Wuji's, and this seat also has a few acquaintances in the Yongzhou General's Mansion, and it can also guide you to take refuge. So now the two of us are grasshoppers on a rope, sharing glory and disgrace, just in the same boat, complementing each other, loving each other hahahahahaha"

The voice in the rattan box spoke in a cheerful manner, almost a little carried away and almost insane. Compared to a few months ago in that gloomy and wide basement, the content of these words is undoubtedly much closer to Shui Yuzhu, and the reality is indeed true, Shui Yuzhu believes that no matter which of the two of them suddenly happens, the other one will only have a dead end. A few months ago, it had been her goal to be so close to the 'Master', but now she couldn't find even the slightest joy in her heart.

She admits that the voice in the rattan box is right, she is too confident in her beauty, in her charm to men. She has always believed that no weapon is more lethal to a man than a woman. No matter how powerful a man is, he is only a man after all, as long as he is a man, there is always a piece of life and soul that needs to be filled by a woman, and the difference is only the size of the position of that piece and what kind of woman is needed, such as a person like He Jinzhi. It needs the most outstanding and beautiful woman of the Nangong family to fill it. As for a man like Nangong Wuji, who made her unable to find any entry point and signs at all, she believed that it was a very small number of people who were not one in ten thousand, and this should only be temporary. She tried to extract benefits and secrets from this 'master', and she wanted to find that entry point as a part.

It's just that she didn't expect this 'master' to be in such a situation. She will never forget the true body of this 'Master Wei' she saw when she was secretly proud in her heart. She already has a wide range of visions and has seen far more than ninety percent of the people in the rivers and lakes, but she almost threw up on the spot at first sight. And she immediately understood that the weapon in which she was most confident was a joke for the master.

But at this time, it was too late to regret it, and when she was happy to accept that mature Yuanxin seed, she embarked on a lone road that could only go to the end. So now she's going to have to keep going. There is no other choice but to finish this road.

In a trance as she walked, Shui Yuzhu didn't show up when a few people came out of the bushes not far away, and walked over in a semi-encircled formation to surround her in the middle.

When she first woke up, she was shocked. But then I was immediately relieved. Just listening to the footsteps of these people when they walked, she was sure that she would never be a member of the shadow guard, although the shadow guard occasionally secretly instructed some people in the rivers and lakes to do things, but he would only carefully find suitable and useful tools, and would not grab a handful of garbage casually.

These are seven or eight hand-held blades. A man with a fierce face. Whether it is the temperament of the dress or the depth of the kung fu revealed in the footsteps, it seems to be a label to tell others, this is a group of low-level scissor thieves and bandits in the rivers and lakes, but now they look at Shui Yuzhu as if they are looking at a pile of garbage.

"Why did you wait for a long time, and there was only such a village woman? It seems that today is really unlucky. There's no way, the brothers have gone out and walked so far today, and they can't say anything if they don't make a profit, so just take this general. The broken car is still suitable for moving things back, and the old man who sold it to us at the entrance of the village can also exchange it for a few copper plates. ”

"Huh. It's not bad, after all, it's still a mother, and everyone can still be happy."

"You can also look at such goods, I don't know how long you've been hungry?"

"Hey, I vaguely heard this woman talking to someone? There's no one else, so she can't be a crazy woman."

"Look, what's the use of you being careful to hide your tracks? Can you still waste your efforts on slowly destroying the corpses of these people?"

"Huh, who's talking?"

In the small talk before the hand, a very strange-sounding voice suddenly caught in, several big men were looking around inexplicably, and finally a voice with a good ear finally came out of the rattan box on the wheelbarrow, pointing and shouting: "It's talking in this box, it turns out that there are people hidden in this box!"

"How can this little box be hidden? This village girl has a parrot in it that can only learn to speak, right? If you get it out and look at it, it might be worth two dollars. ”

Shui Yuzhu, who had been gloomy, sighed, and then smiled: "That's right, hiding all the way is not a way after all, just take this opportunity to hurry." ”

Shui Yuzhu smiled, although her face was still the appearance of the half-old village girl, but several men around her who cut the path inexplicably felt that this woman had an indescribable coquettish and moving taste, and two men immediately reached out and grabbed her: "This mother-in-law still has a little taste, Lao Tzu first picked up her clothes to see if there was any"

Before their hands arrived, Shui Yuzhu's hand touched them first, and the bodies of the two big men suddenly stiffened, and then began to tremble, and their mouths roared like a crowing rooster.

"What's wrong with you two?"

"Be careful!

The other big men were not all stupid pigs, and they also woke up when they saw this, but it was too late. A few silk threads in the rattan box, which were difficult to see to the naked eye, flew out like a few living spirit snakes, and headed towards several big men. One of the silk threads was curled up and flicked, and the strong strength brought out directly beat a big man into a piece of meat scattered in the sky, and one of them threw out a few whips in the air, and a big man was neatly cut into a living stick, and a few tied the two big men together and twisted them like twisting a twist rag, and the crackling bone joints were crisp, and the two people really changed towards the shape of a human flesh hemp flower, and the blood waterfell down like a small pool of blood on the ground, and the worst thing was that he was hung in the air, but the silk thread did not directly kill him, but just pulled his mouth to the limit, and then poured the freshly wrung human flesh twist into the man's mouth like a meat sausage, and the man's mouth and jaw were all smashed by the flesh and bones poured down by the huge force, and the stomach rose even faster, until finally it burst like an overwhelmed water bag, and the man's limbs were still twitching, his eyes were still rolling, and he was not dead for a while.

In comparison, the two people who were restrained by Shui Yuzhu were very happy. Shui Yuzhu's hand just stroked a few acupoints on these two people and then let go, but the two of them kept screaming and shaking like chaff, the expressions on their faces seemed to be shocked and happy, and the miserable deaths of their companions on the left and right could not separate them from that wonderful state. When the two of them shook and screamed, the wet marks on their pants spread out at a very fast degree, and then they quickly soaked, dripping liquid into a thin stream, and the whole person was slowly dehydrated, dried and emaciated at a degree visible to the naked eye, but the strange expression on his face and the strange howl in his throat were still the same. By the time the belly of the man who had been strangled to death finally exploded, the two men had lost a lot of weight and collapsed into the fluid that flowed out like their own incontinence, their eyes rolled so that they could no longer see the eyeballs, but they were still gurgling and shaking with the last of their lives like a rooster that had slit its throat and was still crowing desperately.

"Hey, hey, hey, the little beauty's ** bliss has a lot of skills, with such a heavy hand, it seems that she has been holding back a lot of anger in her heart these days. ”

Shui Yuzhu snorted coldly and looked at the tragic deaths of those who died on the silk thread. She did have a bit of a sense of catharsis, and this person's torture with silk threads was purely natural as habit. I used to think that the strangeness of this master's personality was the effect of the ghost heart spell, but after seeing his true face, it became a little clear, if a person becomes like that, then whether or not he practices the ghost heart spell may become like this.

"Even a blind man knows that the two of me did it. Then let's hurry, don't let the master's friend wait for a long time. ”

Shui Yuzhu lifted the rattan box, and the whole person sped out on the path like a wisp of smoke, and disappeared after a while, leaving only a strangely dead corpse.

ps: It doesn't feel smooth to look at it separately, and it's saved up as a chapter (to be continued...... to be continued)

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