At the three-way intersection, after going around in a circle, the two stepped into it again.

"Nie Fan, is this going to work?" Nangong Yeming looked at Nie Fan in front of him with some suspicion.

"I don't know, but do you have a better way?" Nie Fan asked rhetorically.

"No!" Nangong Yeming's head shook like a rattle, and he really didn't have any good ideas.

"Since there is no way to calculate the route of this labyrinth array, then you might as well use some simple and crude methods, this is the wisdom left by the ancients, and there must be a reason for its survival!" Now the way Nie Fan and the two of them walk in the maze of death is the simplest and rude way to explore the maze handed down from ancient times, and they all turn to the right when they encounter forks.

"But I don't think this method is very reliable!" Nangong Yeming said with an ugly face: "And don't you think it's very damaging to our image of wisdom and martial arts?"

"Wise Shenwu?" Nie Fan looked at Nangong Yeming: "You?"

Nangong Yeming's chest shook: "What's the matter?"

Not to mention, this guy has a beautiful face but is not lacking in strength, his body is slender and powerful, but his clothes are good and skinny, which is much better than Nie Fan.

"Then please be wise and martial arts, you can point out a more reliable method!" Nie Fan said lazily: "Otherwise, you can also choose to throw a remnant sword to indicate the direction, and see where the tip of his sword is pointing, we will go in which direction?"

"Eh!" Nangong Yeming closed his mouth, compared to that method, he still felt that the current method was more reliable.

"Ding!"

There was another strange sound, and it seemed so crisp and pleasant in this empty environment. Both of them looked stiffly at Nangong Yeming's feet.

Sure enough, an ordinary remnant sword was lying at Nangong Yeming's feet, and the rusty sword body was in tatters.

"Here we go again!" Nie Fan sighed: "Nangong, since this sword likes you so much, you don't want to put it in the storage ring, just take it with you, so that the two of us are always surprised!"

Nangong Yeming nodded, bent down numbly and took the remnant sword in his hand to look at it for a while, and inserted it diagonally into the scabbard behind him.

This has happened many times before, every time after putting it in a storage ring. It didn't take long for him to automatically run to Nangong Yeming's feet and lie down, letting Nangong Yeming 'step on'.

The two examined it many times in detail. But no matter how much fire and water were burned, flooded, beaten and tempered, and even in the end, even the method of dripping blood to recognize the lord was used, which was only imagined in the story, and this remnant sword still had no reaction at all. Not a single vision was presented. It seems to be just an ordinary remnant sword.

But. Neither of them would treat it as if it were an ordinary remnant sword, and the ability to silently penetrate the storage space alone was terrifying enough!

"Nangong, that broken sword has taken a fancy to you, and is chasing you so stubbornly?" Nie Fan smiled and said, "Could it be a mother, who has taken a fancy to you? Want to have a bunch of sword babies with you?" hahahaha!"

There are so many strange phenomena in this dead land. Nie Fan was already a little surprised.

"How is that possible?" Nangong Yeming jumped to his feet when he was said, and stared at Nie Fan viciously, asking him not to say these frightening and unfounded words: "Can you say a good word?"

The strange thing is that Nie Fan did not refute and tease him this time, but looked behind him blankly, and then said with a slight tremble: "What the hell!"

Nangong Yeming was stunned by Nie Fan's action, I don't know if it was another trap for Nie Fan to fix him, along the way, he could see it clearly, this Nie Fan is estimated to have been suppressed for a long time before, and now he finally met a person like him who no longer needs to suppress himself, and the nature in his heart slowly returns, although this does not seem to be a good thing for him.

Soon, he knew that Nie Fan was really scared this time.

Because he also felt a trace of something wrong behind him, a trace of something wrong from the scabbard behind him, to be precise.

"What's the situation?" Nangong Yeming was stunned as he looked at the broken sword that was crookedly leaning on his shoulder, which was lying on his shoulder slightly at this time, like a shy lady.

But the question is, sister, are you a sword, or a broken rusty sword, what kind of trouble are you making like this!

At this moment, Nangong Yeming said that he was messy in the wind!

Nie Fan was also dumbfounded when he looked at it from the side, and as soon as he finished speaking, this thing immediately showed abnormality: "This thing can't really be a spirit sword!

Airplanes!

The voice fell, and a misty white light came out from the remnant sword on Nangong Yeming's shoulder, and a thrilling beauty was faintly seen inside, facing Nangong Yeming in the distance, a pair of charming big eyes were clearly visible, and the tenderness like water was transmitted through the twilight.

"Uh~~~" Nie Fan opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Nangong Yeming grabbed ahead of him this time, covered his lips, and said viciously: "If you talk nonsense again, I will be rude to you!" His eyes were blood-red, he was really depressed to death by Nie Fan's crow's mouth!

Seeing that Nangong Yeming was really suspected of an imminent outbreak, Nie Fan wisely closed his mouth, but he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, it seemed that something was wrong, very wrong!

Nangong Yeming was relieved to see that Nie Fan finally stopped talking, he was really afraid that Nie Fan would say something more, in case it was realized, he would have to cry to death: "Okay! Let's get out of this maze first! I hope this local method of yours is effective!" The tone was very bad.

There's no way, the gaze in the broken sword on his shoulder has not disappeared from his body, it's strange that he can feel better!

When the words fell, a strange fluctuation shone in this labyrinth, and then condensed not far from the two of them, but unfortunately the use of the power of spiritual intent was seriously limited here, even Nie Fan, who cultivated the Dafa of Changing Heaven and Earth and had a keen sense of spiritual awareness, did not notice it in the slightest.

Turning a corner, a white light appeared in front of the two, causing the two of them to be stunned for a while.

Just now I was saying that this method could be successful, and the next moment this exit appeared, which is too evil!

Is it a coincidence, or is it inevitable, and what kind of place will it be after the white light?

Nie Fan and Nangong Yeming glanced at each other, curiously and vigilantly walked towards the exit in front of them, there must be demons when things go wrong, so they can't be cautious!(To be continued......)