In this way, the fake Dugu party suddenly made such a decision, but only he knows how helpless he is behind it.

God is pitiful, although five years ago, when the Heavenly Society formed an alliance with Xiongba, he planted a very key chess piece in the opponent's camp and learned that Nie Feng went to West Lake to find the Divine Stone, but in the end, it was the chicken that stole and made the second protector of Wushuang City, the "Phantom", and the third protector "Heart Demon", folded in Nie Feng's hands.

In this way, the high-end combat power that could have been balanced with the world will also immediately appear gap, and in order to make up for the loss, the fake Dugu party in addition to constantly inviting his "cheap big brother" Sword Saint to come out of the mountain again, but also let the great protector of Wushuang City beside him, Shi Wuzun, take "his" son and daughter to meet Shi Wuzun's master "Master Shi Hua", the purpose is to hope that the Master Shi Hua can guide their brothers and sisters with the essence of Tibetan martial arts, so as to push the ancestral martial arts of Wushuang City to a higher peak level.

I have to say that the idea of the fake Dugu side is indeed very desirable, but people are not as good as heaven, and the sword saint who has not yet realized the twenty-second style of the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" is dead or alive and refuses to come out of the mountain again, and Shi Wuzun and one of his children will not be able to come back for another month, so that now it has become the best window period for the world to attack Wushuang City!

Getting back to the point, at this time, I only heard the fake Dugu party ask again: "By the way, has there been any progress on the mysterious martial saint and the whereabouts of the love of the fallen city that I ordered you to investigate before?"

"This ......" The three spies were not afraid that the Dugu party would suddenly have this question, so they couldn't help but say with some shame and trepidation: "City Lord, the subordinates are not talented, we haven't found even ...... Half a clue. ”

"What?" Hearing this, the fake Dugu party suddenly changed color, and immediately shouted after slapping the heavy wooden table in front of him: "You should bear the king's worries, I can ignore your failure to thoroughly investigate the truth, but I will never tolerate you not even the slightest clue!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the eyes of the fake Dugu party immediately revealed murderous intent. And the three spies were shocked on the spot, and they immediately knew that something was wrong, and even jumped up in a hurry and wanted to escape through the window. Who knew that before they could jump into the air, the fake Dugu side had already waved his palm sharply, and then the heavenly spirits, chest, abdomen, and lower yin of the three of them had already been hit by a palm!

What a quick shot, such an amazing palm!

In this way, under the nine palms issued by the fake Dugu side at almost the same time, the heavenly spirits, chest, abdomen, and lower yin of the three spies were shattered, and at the same time, the death was extremely terrifying. It's just that since Dugu is the lord of a city, it is too ruthless to punish his loyal subordinates like this for the reason of ineffective work.

To get back to the point, although the frustration in his heart has been vented through the death of these three spies, he is still angry at the moment due to the huge pressure of the World Association, and even wants to kill to make himself feel better. But just as he glanced at the corpses of the three spies again, something suddenly occurred to his mind.

"Hehe, no clues?" Fake Dugu looked at the three corpses on the ground and muttered to himself: "Slaves are slaves after all, with the limited and pitiful intelligence of the three of you, of course you can't find the slightest clue, and even if the city lord replaces you with three more minions, it will still be in vain." Because of this, from now on, this city lord will no longer need to use any spies to find out any clues for me about the mysterious martial saint and the love of the fallen city that secretly guards my peerless city, because I have always gone in the wrong direction!"

As he spoke, he paused slightly, and then continued with a slight meaning: "I don't need to look for clues at all, because as long as I can lead to clues!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw him suddenly sweep his sleeves again, and waited for all three corpses to be swept out of the room before smiling again: "Martial Saint, Martial Saint, do you know that this city lord has thought of a way to capture you alive? And as long as this method can work, then Wushuang City will no longer need to expect you, the final savior, just because I will not only become the nemesis of the world's society, but also the nemesis of the whole world!"

Saying that, I saw that the fake Dugu party couldn't hold back his pride anymore, and directly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly!

..............................

This is a pair of strong, invincible and domineering hands, and at this moment they are still clasping Nie Feng's throat and vowing to hold him until he dies. And if you look at it a little more seriously, you can find that these hands are actually wearing a pair of silver gloves, and they are the kind that the mysterious person that Nie Feng tracked down before.

Getting back to the point, at this time, I saw that these hands suddenly tightened, and Nie Feng's throat was immediately easily crushed by ten iron-like fingers. Then, of course, a feeling of suffocation and infinite darkness immediately invaded Nie Feng......

"Ah......h

In this way, in the fear brought by this feeling, Nie Feng finally sat up from the bed with a low voice, only to find that everything in Shicai was nothing more than a nightmare. It's just that having said that, he also found that he really had a pair of hands on his throat at the moment, and it was still the hand that wiped his sweat for him.

"Brother Nie, are you awake?"

Of course, Mengdang asked Nie Feng softly and gently. As a result, under the soft morning light, Nie Feng only felt that both her face and her voice were more gentle than before, and even the eye-catching red mark on her face suddenly became beautiful.

Getting back to the point, at this time, I saw Nie Feng take another look at the kitten and Xiao Nan who were still sleeping groggily beside him. And after seeing that Xiao Nan's arms were already sewn with thick threads, he immediately asked involuntarily: "Dream girl, are his brothers and sisters all right?"

"It's okay anymore, and it's time to wake up. Meng Wenyan suddenly smiled lightly, and then turned his head to look at the kitten and Xiao Nandao: "But although the kitten can get out of bed, Xiao Nan still has to lie in bed for five more days before he can do it." ”

Without waiting for Nie Feng to speak, I saw her pick up a bowl of gruel from the table next to her and hand it to the other party, "Don't talk about this, Brother Nie, are you hungry, do you want to drink a bowl of gruel first?"

"Good!"

In this way, Nie Fengdang took the bowl and drank the porridge inside. And after feeling that this entrance thing was actually very delicious, he couldn't help but praise it: "Dream girl, the porridge you cooked is very good!"

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something again, only to hear Nie Feng say again: "By the way, Dream Girl, you should take the time to take care of us like this, it will hinder your livelihood, right?"

"Brother Nie's words are serious!" Meng knew that the livelihood mentioned by the other party should mean that he went to the street to sing, so he smiled directly and said: "You saved the Xiaonan brothers and sisters back, I thank you too late, how can you care about this." Besides, I usually go to the market in the evening to sing and during the day, and I usually stay at home during the day and wait for patients to come to my door. ”

"Really?"

As he spoke, he heard Nie Feng speak again: "Dream girl, please forgive me for taking the liberty below." Why do you go to the market to sing when you're a doctor, and don't you feel a little too wronged by doing so?"

"How come?" Meng Wenyan shook his head and said, "Actually, Brother Nie, singing is my real preference!"

This is the truth, after all, she has always liked the story about "Yi Bo Yuntian" told by her grandmother, and she also hopes that the citizens of Wushuang City can know this story, so she chose the most effective way to spread it through singing.

Getting back to the point, I have to say that Nie Feng's answer was so overwhelmed that he didn't know how to talk to the other party for a while. It's just that when the atmosphere of the scene was about to be cold, two "giggles" suddenly came from the hospital bed, which made the two immediately look back together.

"Dream girl, the porridge you cooked is very good!" At this time, Xiao Nan, who had already woken up, suddenly imitated Nie Feng's tone.

"Brother Nie, you are serious!" When the kitten heard this, he immediately learned the tone of a dream and said, "You saved the Xiaonan brothers and sisters and came back, I thank you before it's too late!"

At this time, I heard Xiao Nan create himself again: "Since you want to thank me, why don't you marry me!"

"Okay!" The little kitten clapped his hands and echoed when he heard this: "Then let's get married quickly, after all, I'm afraid that I won't be able to get married!"

At this point, the two little kids finally couldn't bear it anymore and just giggled. Not only that, Xiao Nan also laughed and teased: "Master, sister, you two are really masters in the world, we can't bear to talk so wrinkled!"

At this time, he saw that Nie Feng and Meng's faces were already as if they had been burned by fire, and in order to prevent the two little children from continuing to talk nonsense, Meng also hurriedly said: "Okay, you two little ghosts, stop laughing! You're hungry, I'll bring you two bowls of porridge!"

After speaking, I saw that even if she ran out of the door in a hurry, she didn't dare to look at Nie Feng's eyes even during the period.

Getting back to business, two bowls of porridge were soon served. And after the Xiaonan brothers and sisters ate the gruel and fell asleep again, I saw that Dream went to the kitchen to get a handful of grain, and then went to the back garden to feed the three white pigeons that had stayed there for some time. But as soon as she had scattered the grain on the ground, the three pigeons rushed up and pecked at each other, and she took the opportunity to stroke them gently.

PS: The two details of cooking porridge and white pigeon are quite important, please don't ignore them!