It took Chu Nanping two full days and two nights to catch that erratic shadow.

He hid from the disciples of the proud building according to the requirements of the Dragon King, not because he was afraid, as the only person who cultivated the secrets alone, his martial arts were already higher than most of his peers, Gu Shenwei just hoped to achieve a balance through this, so that those strange people would not dare to act rashly, if they really had Shangguan Ru in their hands.

Chu Nanping had never left the Dragon Court, and in the grasslands of Yima Pingchuan, the city full of tents was the best place to hide, and he had been hiding around the Dragon Army's camp to spy on those watchers.

There are a lot of sneaky guys outside the camp, bright or dark, observing every move of everyone in the camp day and night, Chu Nanping's task is very simple, there is no need to disturb these people, and there is no need to send a reminder to the camp, he only promises one thing, when the dragon king goes out quietly, there will be no tail behind him.

Nothing like this has ever happened.

But on the first night, he noticed something unusual.

There was no image, no sound, like a cloud shadow passing quickly on the ground, Chu Nanping suddenly felt that something passed by, fleeting, as if it were a hallucination.

People who have been on guard for a long time often have all the grass and trees, but this time it is different, Chu Nanping has a strange feeling in his heart, as if as long as he turns back in time, the illusion will become real.

During the day, he was supposed to hide in a tent that he had rented beforehand to rest, but he couldn't sleep, so after changing his appearance, he circled around the dragon army camp, expanding more and more circle.

He had never mastered the art of a killer, but he had the patience and meticulous observation, and after a long day, he finally sorted out a hidden route that he would choose if he wanted to spy on the dragon army camp and didn't want to be discovered.

That night, Chu Nanping quietly patrolled the planned route, changing direction every other hour.

The feeling of a cloud and shadow passing by appeared again, and when he turned and leaped away, he missed it and almost exposed him.

The two proud building disciples jumped out, and Chu Nanping quickly fled.

After that, the patrol task became difficult, there were four proud disciples outside the Dragon Army camp, and after discovering the whereabouts of the target, four more people were immediately transferred to guard different positions, and Chu Nanping could only bypass the best route and surround the circle further out.

On the second day, Chu Nanping did not leave the tent, recuperating his energy, and spent a lot of time pondering his swordsmanship.

He never knew what fear was, so he had to chase that strange shadow tonight.

On this night, the Dragon King and the five elders of Yuqing mixed into the palace after fighting, the old man Mu and Shangguan Fei were in a daze to prepare to participate in a **, and Chu Nanping fell into crisis twice.

For this young swordsman with a peculiar comprehension, Proud Lou was determined to win, and in addition to the eight disciples, he invited a few more helpers.

Chu Nanping was in distress for the first time, and it was a black-clothed masked man who shot out, dressed like a Jinpeng killer, but the means were completely different, holding a Beiting-style scimitar, and rushing out, like a lost bison.

Chu Nanping only has a deep memory of the few killer principles, one of which is: if the enemy suddenly jumps out, the best way to deal with it is not to turn around and run away or to dodge left and right, where there are likely to be traps waiting for you, but to rush head-on, and the safety behind the enemy is the safest place.

This is not a 100% accurate principle, but this time it was fulfilled, Chu Nanping pulled out a single sword, blocked the enemy while passing by him, immediately burrowed into the shadows, and fled along a route he was already familiar with, behind him, several ambushers chased after him for a while, and quickly gave up.

Chu Nanping went around in a circle, and returned to the outskirts of the camp, he never wavered in the tasks he accepted and what he wanted to do, and even refused to make a little accommodation, in the eyes of outsiders, this is a bit stupid and stubborn character, in fact, in fact, he is just a simple idea, simple to transparent, and he can't think of any other choice.

It is this kind of personality that makes him unable to become a qualified killer no matter how long he has been trained professionally, and sometimes, he will be deceived because of it, but it is also this kind of character that allows him to tirelessly pursue the vague shadow that has only appeared twice.

If you are cautious, you may ignore it, or you may be suspicious, and then set a trap and wait for the other party to fall into the net.

Chu Nanping was in distress for the second time, because the feeling of the cloud shadow floating by appeared for the third time, which was extremely strong, and he couldn't help but be attracted, and he accelerated his speed to chase after him, and he was bumping into the four disciples of the Proud Building.

A pair of one-eyed and one-armed, the one-eyed man makes a single sword, and the one-armed man uses a halberd.

The confrontation was extremely short, and Chu Nanping's two swords came out together, and while parrying attacks, the speed of his feet did not slow down at all.

The shadow was not far ahead, he knew, he could feel it, and following this feeling, he ran towards the eastern suburbs, and the four tails behind him were in hot pursuit.

In the wilderness, the shadow suddenly disappeared, and Chu Nanping experienced disappointment and sadness for the first time in his life, and he didn't feel this way when the Dragon King refused to practice ruthless swordsmanship again.

He was surrounded by four proud disciples, who were running too fast to notify their companions, but believing that they would be able to capture their target alive with ease.

They are very familiar with Chu Nanping, especially when he was a teenager, so it is natural for them to have a contempt for him.

"Why are you running?"

Chu Nanping seems to have returned home, an indifferent, self-annihilating home, even if they get along for decades, they are also commensurate with each other "you and me", they only have one name - the drum immortals, even if the dwarf is dead, they can't regain their sense of independence, and they always feel that they are missing a part from the inside out.

Chu Nanping suddenly understood how lucky he was, among all the disciples of the Proud Building, he was the only one who chose a different path, following the murderer of Peng Xianren, and going farther than others on the road of finding himself.

"I'm not running, I'm chasing. ”

The four one-eyed people and one-armed people were slightly stunned, "You are a disciple of the proud building." ”

"It used to be, but it wasn't. ”

"Always. ”

Both sides fell silent and then made simultaneous moves.

Chu Nanping's advantage is that one person uses two swords, and the disadvantage is that he has not broken through the fourth realm, and after ten moves, five people are in trouble.

Chu Nanping was restrained, the martial arts of the disciples of the proud building all came from the same set of secrets, and they knew each other's roots, and his wonderful sword moves did not have the slightest peculiarity in the eyes of the other party.

The four Proud Mansion disciples were also restrained, and they saw with their own eyes that one person could actually use two sets of sword techniques, which was even smoother than the most cooperative co-cultivator.

They were so fascinated that they couldn't beat the killer, they just wanted to force Chu Nanping to keep demonstrating until they also comprehended.

In the fifteenth move, Chu Nanping suddenly changed his routine, his figure flashed, and he stabbed out an extremely fast sword.

A one-armed man retreated, blood oozing from his shoulder, but his face was shining with excitement, and his solitary swordsmanship was even more powerful than he had imagined.

Chu Nanping used a modified dead man's scripture swordsmanship.

Gu Shenwei once chose his main point and taught some scriptures and swordsmanship to Chu Nanping, which was of great help to him, and occasionally used a trick in the ruthless swordsmanship, which was even more effective.

The disciples of the proud building have their own specializations, they have seen the ruthless swordsmanship, they are familiar, but they do not have an in-depth understanding, and suddenly they see powerful sword moves, all of which are attributed to their own martial arts.

"You can't keep it to yourself. Said the wounded one-armed man.

"You and it both belong to the Proud Building. Another one-armed man said, the halberd in his hand never stopped.

The two one-eyed men followed, "You can be a Peng Immortal." "You should be a Peng Immortal. ”

The thoughts of the four of them were exactly the same: this young man was already ahead of all the disciples of the Proud Building, and he was fully qualified to become the new Peng Immortal.

Chu Nanping had a trace of hesitation in his heart, what tempted him was not fame and status, but a familiar way of life, one person is like everyone, everyone is like one person, he no longer needs to make his own decisions.

Hesitation was only a matter of moments, Chu Nanping had already appreciated the taste of reality, and he could no longer return to the illusion, he jumped towards the nearby grass.

The disciples of the proud building did not hesitate at all, they followed him like a shadow, and they did not even destroy the circle they were surrounded.

The four men fell down one after another, as if they had lost the ability to control their bodies at the same time, and a blackbird-like assassin jumped out of the grass, pecking three times in a row, killing three people, and the fourth peck was blocked by a long sword.

"There's no need to kill him. Chu Nanping said.

The blackbird squatted on the ground and turned his head sharply, staring at Chu Nanping.

It was his familiar and unfamiliar green eyes, stubborn, persistent, and a little more ferocious with a sense of madness.

"Get out of the way. ”

Tie Linglong used to like to command Chu Nanping to do this and that, mostly jokes, and sometimes coquettish, never like now, as if this was an irreversible order.

"It's nice to see you again. Chu Nanping didn't mind and didn't get out of the way.

Tie Linglong rolled her eyes, her expression slowed slightly, as if she had just recognized who the young man in front of her was, and then she became vicious again, "Get in my way, I will make you unhappy." ”

Chu Nanping put away his long sword, "You won't." ”

In the blink of an eye, Tie Linglong's dagger was pressed against the young man's chest, and the two were so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats.

Chu Nanping didn't know why he was laughing, but he smiled sincerely, and after a long wait and boring pursuit, he finally had a result.

Tie Linglong put down the dagger, and the ferocity disappeared, revealing the most familiar look of chagrin in Chu Nanping, "It's all your fault, interrupt my murderous intent." ”

"This man may be useful to the Dragon King. ”

"So what? I'm no longer a subordinate of the Dragon King, I'm a disciple of Xiaoyue Hall. ”

"It doesn't matter whose subordinates it is, you're not fit to kill. ”

Tie Linglong regarded this sentence as a humiliation, and raised his dagger again, "If necessary, I can kill you and the Dragon King." ”

"Why don't you use the knife you used to be?" Chu Nanping didn't seem to hear the threat, and asked along his train of thought.

If it weren't for the fact that she had already become accustomed to Chu Nanping's way of speaking, Tie Linglong would have thought that the other party was playing tricks on herself, she wanted to show indifference, but she couldn't help but answer, "The sword technique taught by the Dragon King, I don't want to use ......"

A strange laugh sounded behind Chu Nanping, and the surviving one-eyed man was lying on the ground, with a few thin needles stuck in the soles of his feet, making him unable to stand up, "You don't like the Dragon King? Very good, he will soon die in the palace, and you will never see him again." ”

Tie Linglong's face was pale, without a trace of joy.

(To be continued)