"Hehe......" Nangong Qingtian smiled and said, "Master Zhuo, after recalling the past, do you want to say something else?"

"Oh, something else?" Zhuo Yifan said: "It turns out that the Nangong Sect Master came here this time, not just to see me!"

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"Oh. Zhuo Yifan nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then ask the Nangong Sect Master to say it." ”

Nangong Qingtian glanced at him with a smile and said, "Didn't Gongzi Zhuo think of what I was going to say to you?"

Seeing Nangong Qingtian's meaningful smile, Zhuo Yifan nodded and said, "Nangong Sect Master is so good to me, there is no need for me Zhuo to hide it." ”

"Zhuo Gongzi can be so refreshing, and he will not disappoint the old man's kindness to you. He poured a cup of tea for Zhuo Yifan and said, "You drink tea while talking, and the old man listens attentively." ”

The only thing that can make Nangong Qingtian so attentive is the blood-drinking sword of Zhuo Jian Villa, and Zhuo Yifan naturally already knows it.

Zhuo Yifan took the tea he poured and said, "You mean the blood-drinking sword!"

Hearing this, Nangong Qingtian nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, I also hope that Gongzi Zhuo will teach it its whereabouts." ”

Zhuo Yifan didn't answer immediately, but took a sip of the tea in the cup, nodded and said: "Good tea, although it doesn't have the aroma of wine, but it is more fragrant than white water." ”

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan didn't answer, Nangong Qingtian said: "I said just now that Zhuo Gongzi was happy, but now it's like this, is it because I misjudged?"

"It's not that the sect leader misjudged. Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said, "But I know what the sect leader wants me to say." ”

"Oh?" Nangong Qingtian frowned slightly, "How do you say this?"

"There are two answers to the whereabouts of this blood-drinking sword, I don't know which one the sect leader wants to hear?" Zhuo Yifan stretched out two fingers to show him.

"Two answers, how do you say this?" Nangong Qingtian said a little dazed.

Zhuo Yifan said: "This first type is that the sect leader will be unhappy on the surface when he hears it, but he is actually happy. This second type is that the sect leader will be happy on the surface when he hears it, but he is actually unhappy. ”

"Zhuo Gongzi, the more I listen to what you say, the more I don't understand, it's a bit twisted!"

Nangong Qingtian stroked the white beard on his chin, and some of the monks were confused.

Seeing him like this, Zhuo Yifan looked even more upright at this time, he didn't want him to mistakenly think that he was making fun of him.

"I'm saying this all for your sake, after all, you've treated me well these days. ”

Nangong Qingtian said: "I just want to know the whereabouts of the Blood Drinking Sword, but I don't care if I am happy or not." ”

"I'm also talking about the whereabouts of the Bloodthirsty Sword, but it will affect your mood. ”

Nangong Qingtian said: "Since this is the case, then you can say it, I want to hear your answer." ”

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan nodded to it, then first broke a finger and said, "My first answer is the blood-drinking sword, but I don't know where it is." ”

When Nangong Qingtian heard this, he did not show a trace of displeasure and surprise, but said indifferently: "This is what you said, the first answer that I am not happy on the surface, but I am actually happy." ”

His calm expression and the tone of what he said just now, Zhuo Yifan knew that both may not be true, his expression can be disguised, and the tone of his speech can naturally be too.

"Sect Master, after listening to my answer just now, aren't you unhappy?" Zhuo Yifan locked his eyebrows deeply, staring at him, he wanted to see if this showed that the peace was really the unity of inside and outside.

Seeing Zhuo Yifan's staring gaze, Nangong Qingtian said: "I'm really unhappy, but like you said, I'm not happy on the surface, but I'm actually happy." ”

Seeing him admit it calmly, Zhuo Yifan nodded and said, "This answer didn't let you know the whereabouts of the Blood Drinking Sword, it's normal for you to be unhappy, but from another point of view, I didn't lie to you, you should be happy, right?"

"Oh?" Nangong Qingtian's head tilted slightly, and his voice said lightly: "If so, then I should thank you!"

Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said, "Thank me, I don't think I need to, I really hope you can believe it." ”

"If I don't believe it, what can you do?" Nangong Qingtian's eyes flashed slightly.

Although these few wisps of cold light were not deliberately emitted by him, they were enough to make Zhuo Yifan gasp several times, and he was cold in his heart, which can be described as having his own demonic energy.

The fear that makes a person feel from the bottom of his heart is not to keep cruel words in his mouth all the time, nor to threaten him with sharp weapons, but often some casual eyes or expressions, which are enough to make people daunted and frightened.

And these small emotions are no worse than the first two, but they are more likely to make people panic and completely destroy their security defense from the bottom of their hearts.

Zhuo Yifan gradually understood that this so-called Demon Sect Leader was not all relying on the things he had kept in captivity, but that he really had his own unique demonic nature.

Zhuo Yifan picked up a cup of tea and hurriedly drank it, he wanted to use warm tea to dispel the chill of being invaded by Nangong Qingtian around his body and lungs.

With the help of the tea time, he was able to stabilize his emotions, and then said in a deep voice: "If the sect leader doesn't believe it, but really wants to know, then I can only say the second answer in a vague way." ”

"Oh?" Nangong Qingtian was slightly stunned, and said sideways: "Let's hear it!"

Zhuo Yifan nodded, snapped up another finger, and said, "This second answer is that I will tell you a fake location, so that you can happily take someone to find it." ”

Hearing this, Nangong Qingtian raised his head and smiled, and said, "It's really an answer that makes me happy to hear it, but I can't find it in the end, which makes me happy." ”

"So you're happy on the surface, but you're not happy. ”

Nangong Qingtian's smiling face did not stop, and he frowned lightly: "You said so much, I just want to know the true answer." ”

After speaking, he looked at Zhuo Yifan with a pair of staring eyes, as if these eyes could see him through at once.

Seeing his penetrating gaze, Zhuo Yifan instantly felt a strong sense of oppression, and was slowly approaching him with an invisible force, and it was coming towards him.

Zhuo Yifan looked at the other party's gaze, his heart had been in a state of uneasiness, and the frequency of his heartbeat was like a war drum before the siege of the city.

"If the Sect Master says so, then I can only regret to tell you that I really don't know about that sword. Saying that, Zhuo Yifan looked directly into Nangong Qingtian's eyes and didn't dodge for a moment.

Nangong Qingtian did not speak, but also looked at Zhuo Yifan with direct gaze, the two looked at each other quietly, as if they were a couple, admiring each other's beauty, and it seemed that two martial arts masters, before the battle, made eye contact with each other.