Ning Hongyuan conjured a moon pearl from his own ring, and with a wave of his hand, the entire secret room became bright.

At this moment, the man in black was finally able to see the faces of the three people clearly.

When he saw the face that was more than ten times colder than Ning Hongyuan's, a cold torrent suddenly rose in his heart, this torrent rolled repeatedly in his heart, and the cold sweat in his palm had already made him unable to hold the two swords.

A swordsman who can't hold his two swords steadily, where can he still have combat power.

At this moment, Ning Hongyuan kept smiling and maintaining his usual approachable demeanor, but this man in black was still half scared to death.

He was originally a martial artist who had been hiding behind the scenes to engage in conspiracy, but now that he was caught, how could he not feel panic in his heart!

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, he knew that there was no way out for him in the future.

Spy, this kind of work is either as thorough as Zhuge Zilai's loyal and resolute people, outstanding talents in all aspects, and sincere sons who have absolute loyalty to the Divine Sword Sect, they can ignore personal interests and losses and regard tasks and intelligence as more important than their lives, for this kind of spy, the spy circle is called "red spy";

Either like the man in black in front of Ning Hongyuan, he has a certain talent through high prices, but his abilities in all aspects are much weaker than those of the "red spy", and this kind of spy is called a "white spy" by the spy circle.

Obviously, the ability of the "white spies" in all aspects is far weaker than that of the "red spies", and one thing can prove the advantages and disadvantages of this, that is, even if the "red spies" also go to various red light places to search for intelligence, they will never enjoy the flavor of women, and instead of dealing with these wild women, it is better to take some time to think about countermeasures. But the "white spies" are different, when they walk into the nightclub, they will temporarily forget the task and completely fall under the woman's pomegranate skirt.

It is conceivable that the "white spy" is very prone to defection.

Therefore, in order to prevent them from rebelling, those tyrants who use white spies, on the one hand, use high sums of money to let them wander away from the red light places and let them enjoy the wealth of the world, and on the other hand, they set up spells such as "life and death seals" to control their hearts and make them fearful.

In such troubled times, a "red butterfly" like Zhuge Zilai is like a drop in the ocean among spies, as bright as a star, only one of thousands of spies can appear, and the "white spy" is completely in line with the normal human nature of human beings, and naturally it has become the last resort of various sects.

Think about it, where in the world to find such an outstanding young man as Zhuge Zilai.

Obviously, the spy that Ning Hongyuan saw at this moment was naturally a "white spy" among spies.

However, of course, Ning Hongyuan did not know the doorway among the spies.

He looked at this spy of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and felt that this spy was like the difference between heaven and earth compared to his brother Zhuge Zilai, and before he could ask or use means, the man in black was already half scared to death.

Ning Hongyuan looked at the man in black, and suddenly stood in the perspective of the shadowless old man in his heart, and sighed in his heart, "It's really not enough to succeed, more than enough to fail, I don't have the means yet!"

The man in black looked at Ning Hongyuan, originally according to the rules of espionage, when he was helpless, in order to prevent the leakage of information, he had to be loyal to death.

But he didn't kill himself, because he had always known the breadth of Ning Hongyuan's benevolence, and he might be able to let himself go this time.

As long as there is a person with normal humanity in the world, who does not want to live?

For an ordinary person, the fear of death, the desire to survive can completely overshadow everything, blood, loyalty, pride, kindness, all these can be placed after life and death.

Therefore, when the man in black looked at Ning Hongyuan's elegance of the jade tree in the wind, he who should have been loyal to him with death, who was supposed to repay the grace of the shadowless old man with death, forgot that his enjoyment came from the grace of the shadowless old man.

He looked at Ning Hongyuan with fear, and suddenly wanted to kneel down and beg Ning Hongyuan to spare his life.

But when he looked at the white-haired old man next to Ning Hongyuan, a cold chill suddenly rose up in his spine.

This cold air like being in hell completely dispelled the idea of begging Ning Hongyuan to spare his life.

"Who are you? Who are you?"

The man in black became more and more frightened, his eyes looked at the white-haired old man in a daze, and he choked with bitter water countless times in his throat, he knew that if he knelt down just now, this white-haired old man would never spare him!

That kind of look, that kind of cold look like the "shadowless old man", made his hands tremble involuntarily.

The white-haired old man the man in black was of course the famous white-eyed old man.

The white-eyed old man did not answer, in his heart, such a weak person was not qualified to talk to him at all.

But because Ning Hongyuan was kind to him, he was embarrassed to disturb Ning Hongyuan's plan in order to vent the anger in his heart at the moment, so he had to snort coldly.

At this moment, the recognition of Ning Hongyuan in his heart completely overshadowed the hatred of the shadowless old man in his heart.

Seeing that the white-haired old man did not answer, the man in black had no choice but to turn his gaze to Ning Hongyuan.

"Who is he!Ning Hongyuan!" curiosity prompted him to ask so eagerly.

Ning Hongyuan turned his face to look at the white-eyed old man, and began to answer for this old guy, "He is the old man who your master is bent on cutting down the grass and eradicating the roots, and now he is my friend." ”

Ning Hongyuan's explanation has many implicit meanings.

"Old man with white eyebrows?" his pupils began to dilate slowly, and four words blurted out.

His mind went blank.

How could the white-eyed old man stand with Ning Hongyuan, how could this be possible?

Didn't the white-eyed old man have been planning the assassination of Ning Hongyuan behind the scenes? How could this be!

How is this possible? Ning Hongyuan actually stood with such a person.

Moreover, Ning Hongyuan actually said that this white-eyed old man who had always killed people was his friend Ning Hongyuan.

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

It's ridiculous!

This must be a lie made up by Ning Hongyuan to deceive himself, make himself fearful in his heart, and then be used by him.

The man in black originally wanted to laugh at Ning Hongyuan for using this old-fashioned way to trick him, but when he looked up at the white-eyed old man's body like an optimus pillar, he began to believe in Ning Hongyuan's statement.

He didn't dare to gnaw.

It's nothing short of a miracle.

But such a miracle was truly unfolding before his eyes.

This was impossible, but this familiar and powerful swordsman's aura made his heart start pounding.

"Are you really the old man with white eyebrows?" he asked in a timid voice as he looked at the hideous and terrifying face of the old man.

The white-eyed old man finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and snorted coldly, "Why did your master send a waste like you? I don't even know you, how did you work under the shadowless old thief?"

His tone was cold and full of murderous intent, if it weren't for Ning Hongyuan standing beside him, he was afraid that he would have condensed the power of True Yuan and used the "Thousand Soul Technique" to drain this person's soul.

"What do you mean?" asked the man in black impatiently.

The white-eyed old man was originally a straightforward person, and he was too lazy to say a word to this waste in his eyes, and in an instant, he condensed the power of the true yuan, and immediately conjured up the "Spiritless Sword" from the ring, ready to seal the throat of this waste with a sword.

The killing intent of this sword was strong, and the sword spirit true yuan produced by this sword actually caused countless cracks to crack under the feet of the white-eyed old man.

But a scene that everyone didn't expect happened.

When the white-eyed old man was about to make a move, he was pinched by the sharp blade.

In addition to Ning Hongyuan, who else will be the person who will shoot?

Ning Hongyuan held the sword blade of the white-eyed old man with one hand.

In this instant, drops of blood gradually oozed from Ning Hongyuan's palm, and drops of blood dripped from Ning Hongyuan's palm, and finally seeped into the ground.

At this moment, not only was the white-eyed old man startled, but the man in black who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground was incredible!

Only Shen Hongyue, who was standing on the other side of Ning Hongyuan, smiled.

At this moment, the Qingling Sword exuded a brilliant light in the dark night, and the light flickered, like a series of brilliant meteors crossing the night sky.

Ning Hongyuan had long known in his heart that if he wanted to let a strong man like the old man with empty eyes and forgive the so-called "weak" in the eyes of this old guy, he must take extraordinary measures, and this method was to hold the blade of the sword and stop the killing intent of the old man with his own blood.

Ning Hongyuan knew that there was only one way for him to stop the killing intent of the white-eyed old man, otherwise everything would be empty talk!

Sure enough, Ning Hongyuan's approach finally made the white-eyed old man stop the killing intent in his heart that was sealed with a sword.

The sharp blade was still stained with drops of Ning Hongyuan's bright red blood, and the blood slowly coagulated to form blood stains.

Ning Hongyuan took his palm back, and he was so scarred that he now had another scar.

Shen Hongyue saw that the blood in Ning Hongyuan's palm couldn't stop leaking out, and said to the white-eyed old man, "Since you have already admitted that you are his friend, why did you shoot so hard!"

The white-eyed old man snorted coldly, "He was going to bump into it himself!