Those who cultivate are racing against the day.

The hundred-year life span has been halved, and Kunlun Lao Dao is distressed.

But there is no other way, the speed of his longevity reduction makes him frightened, especially in the past few days, his essence has been lost too quickly, and if this continues, he will die of old age in less than half a month.

He has been scheming for many years, God knows how rare the Phoenix Spirit Root is, of course, it is not without other choices, a person like Prince Shaoguang who has royal luck on his body can also prolong his life.

However, Nan Xuanye's words were not wrong, he was a rat who couldn't see the light in the gutter, and he offended other royal families and people from many big families in his early years, so he appeared in the country of shaking light, instead of going to other countries.

Calculating these great families, the crisis brought to him is too great, who would have thought that ten years ago, he would come and "pick up" the owner of a phoenix spirit root.

Nan Mucheng, at a young age, was dug out of the spiritual root, and was stabbed in the heart with a dagger, but he can still have such a strong vitality, he is really a true darling of the Heavenly Dao.

Over the years, he has obtained luck and essence blood from Nan Mucheng, and now that the spiritual root is obtained alone, he can even use it for his own use.

Not to mention, there are still two atmospheric carriers in the furnace at this moment.

The dwarf-like short evil sect veteran had a smug smile on his face, his pitch-black fangs were like the fangs of a demon, and he turned his head to look at Nan Mucheng:

"Little Diao Nu, the old Tao knows that you can't let go of family affection, people live and there are trade-offs, the old way makes you cultivate the ruthless way, you see, how fast your cultivation progresses. Ruthless Dao wants to become a great success, starting from killing relatives, there are many people in the world who kill wives and parents to enter the Tao, and today, you come to kill your sister and enter the Tao. Such an opportunity is rare, and Lao Dao wants to see you do it yourself. ”

He stretched out his voice like a witch: "Don't forget, little Diao slave, the master will pass on the mantle to you. ”

He was seducing Nan Mucheng and making him ruthless to kill his sister Nan Xuanye.

The purpose, in addition to wanting to see the evil taste of sister and brother killing, there is another reason.

Although he didn't want to admit it, but in ten years, he and Nan Mucheng's luck were one, which inevitably caused fate to be connected, and when he found out, it was too late, if he didn't know that Nan Mucheng didn't have such a ability, he would have thought that Nan Mucheng did it.

So he can't kill Nan Mucheng, he also has to make Nan Mucheng strong and gain more luck.

Nan Xuanye is undoubtedly the most dazzling woman in the Holy Capital this year, she has regained the phoenix spirit root, and her luck at this time has reached the extreme.

Let Nan Mucheng, his biological brother, kill her, and her luck is very likely to be obtained by Nan Mucheng.

In this way, he will naturally be able to do a lot in the future.

"Go, little Diao."

His sharp, unpleasant voice smacked of demagogy.

Nan Mucheng carried a sword with a wooden face, like a soulless puppet, and walked towards the furnace.

Lao Dao looked at it with a smile, even if Nan Mucheng didn't want to kill his sister, he wouldn't resist his order, because they were masters and servants.

How could a servant refuse his master's commands?

What he is best at is refining puppeteers.

However, at this moment, the smile on his face froze, because he saw that the tip of Nan Mucheng's sword, which should have been pointing at the furnace ding, suddenly pointed at him.

"You are crazy, little Diao slave, you dare to point at your master! In my first thought, I can make you die tragically on the spot! Also, your spiritual root is in my hands! ”

Lao Dao clenched the spiritual root in his hand fiercely, and the loose flesh on his face trembled with anger.

"Let go."

Nan Mucheng said lightly.

Lao Dao sneered, but his face changed again, because he had already let go of his hand, and when he looked at it again, the spiritual root returned to Nan Mucheng's hand.

"What did you do! What the hell did you do! ”

Lao Dao began to panic, his eyes fluttering.

Mo Yundu and Nan Xuanye also got up from the huge furnace and flew out.

Nan Xuan stood by Nan Mucheng's side at night, her eyes were full of pride, brother, it's really amazing.

As soon as they arrived at the wooden house, she and Mo Yundu noticed the problem, of course they could detect the old way's calculations, but they didn't pretend to be fooled, and it was precisely because Nan Mucheng opened the door that he said three words with his mouth: "Bureau within a game".

His gaze was calm, and there was no real flustering.

So, she and Mo Yundu glanced at each other and decided to enter this game.

Of course, the reason why they were able to take the risk was because they had an old beggar behind them.

In Lao Dao's shocked gaze, Nan Xuanye smiled and said, "What did my brother do?" He's just swapping your identities, and I'm not mistaken, brother. ”

"Impossible! No way! ”

Lao Dao didn't feel anything wrong, and as the owner of Nan Mucheng, he never found out that he had a heart of disobedience.

"Get on your knees."

Nan Mucheng just said two words calmly, and Lao Dao knelt down directly.

He was furious, his eyes split, and he shouted, "Puppet! ”

The hut was silent, and the puppets that had been placed in the shadows seemed to have cut off contact with him.

And Lao Dao suddenly found that the essence blood on his body seemed to have been withdrawn, and everything that was originally plundered from Nan Mucheng was invisibly returned.

His face was even older, his hair was gray, dry as grass, his fingers were like dead branches, his old age spots were all over his body in an instant, and he even smelled the rotten smell of dying on his body.

Lao Dao's eyes became flustered, and he asked with wide eyes, "How did you do it?!" ”

Without waiting for Nan Mucheng to answer, he suddenly understood: "You have been planning for a long time, for so many years, you have been dormant, you have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, just now, you took advantage of my complacent time to change the master-servant contract, now you are the master, I have become a slave!" Hahahaha, worthy of the person I cultivated! ”

Bang!

Nan Xuanye lifted the furnace with one hand, and threw it towards the old road like a slap, with a loud bang, the old road's skull collapsed, and the person also fell on the wooden wall, and after falling, he got up and knelt down like a dog.

The master said to kneel, and the slave could only kneel.

"What are you! Dog thing, dare to put gold on your face! My brother is a genius among geniuses, and without you, he would be a thousand times stronger! You've hurt him so badly, skinning you won't be enough to vent your anger! ”

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and she slashed the old thing's face with a dagger, destroying his vitality little by little with her spiritual power.

The old thing didn't scream at first, and when he didn't have a good piece of skin on him, he finally screamed.

"Is that how you scratched my brother's face?"

"How about sewing it for you too?"

"Do the bones hurt? There are 206 bones in total, and you say I'm going to break them inch by inch, what will you look like this old thing? A puddle of rotten meat? ”

Every time she spoke, the brilliance in Nan Mucheng's eyes brightened.

This is his sister.