The tranquility of the thatched hut in the mountains is terrifying when no one is there! If there were people sitting at the door, but they did not speak, but sat quietly, it would be even more terrifying! When Nan Jian and Ye Zi had just walked back from the path of the mountain forest, carrying a basket of herbs, they saw this scene!

So, when the two were still at the door of the firewood, they stopped. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is Senior Zhang asleep?" Nan Jian said hesitantly. For it can be seen when the living are unusually quiet.

"Uncle Zhang has never fallen asleep at the door. Ye Zi said.

Nanjian nodded, "It's so quiet!" he said, "It seems that Ying'er is not at home either." ”

At this time, the chai door was pushed open by the two of them with a creak, "Manager Zhang...... Mr. Zhang...... Manager Zhang ...... "The two of them stood in the courtyard, and they called three times, but he didn't answer."

Therefore, the expressions of both of them were very solemn, and they glanced at each other, and had a premonition that something ominous must have happened in the house. "Sister Ying'er...... Sister Ying'er...... Sister Ying'er......" Ye Zi also called three times in a row, but still didn't hear an answer.

At that moment the door of the hut was pushed open with a babble, and the two of them looked in astonishment, and saw a man come out of it, a man of plain whiteness, who was tall and healthy, and whose complexion was as white as the white robe on his body. His expression was unusually cold, as quiet and pale as the snow on the top of a snow-capped mountain. In his hand, he carried a parting hook as pale as snow. He just stared straight at Nanjian and Ye Zi like that, and walked out.

"You are Nanjian!" he walked up to Nanjian, stopped about five or six paces away, and asked coldly.

Nan Jian also looked at him with an unusually cold expression, "Who are you!" he said, "What did you do to my two friends?"

The other man's expression was still as cold and quiet as ice and snow, "These two are none of my business," he said, "and when I came in, they were like this." ”

"Oh, tell me, what's your name?" Nanjian asked again, "why did you come here?"

"People call me Cheng Xiaolin, the snow gull of the Tianshan Mountains!" he said, "I'm here to kill you!"

The other party's tone was as cold and terrifying as ice and snow, and Nan Jian looked at his expression and found that it was no different from the color of the clothes on his body and the cold light reflected by the parting hook in his hand.

"Who sent you!" Nan Jian asked him coldly again.

"The weapon of murder is in my hands! I don't need to kill at anyone's command. ”

"Then why did you come to me instead of someone else?"

"Because, I heard that Tang Ning and Young Master Tang, the fastest swords in the world, died under your sword, so I want to come to see, see, whether your sword is fast, or my parting hook is faster. ”

Nan Jian finally understood the purpose of the visitor, and he nodded, "I will satisfy you!" he said, "but you have to tell me who told you that we live in this hut in the forest." ”

"If you win me, I'll tell you!"

Nanjian nodded, and looked at the other again, "Very well!" he said, "In that case, if my sword is slow, I may not be able to hear the truth that comes out of your mouth." Indeed, that's good, so let's get started!"

At this time, Cheng Xiaolin, the snow gull of Tianshan Mountain, looked at the leaves behind him again, "Please avoid this girl for a while, okay?" he said, "Killing people is not a fun thing, let alone a beautiful thing; in order to ensure that you have a good mood, please avoid it for a while, okay, girl!"

Hearing him say this, Ye Zi was really a little panicked, "Ye Zi," at this time, she saw Nan Jian turn around, smiled with her and said, "You just need to stand at the gate of the courtyard, when you are by my side, I will be very confident in everything I do, and it will not make you feel a trace of fear!"

"Hmm!" Ye Zi nodded solemnly. She was so happy, because she knew from the other party's words that she was in an important position in his heart. This is not only for her, but also for every woman in the world to yearn for it, to be regarded as a treasure in the palm of her hand by her beloved.

Yezi, she came to the side of the chaimen, standing there quietly, like a spring smiling mountain red, smiling leisurely towards the southern sword, quietly blooming!

At this time, it is only noon, and the sun's rays are the closest to people. Therefore, everyone's shadow cast on the ground by the sun's rays will seem so small. The same is true of the emotions between people, when they are closest, they cannot see the darkness in each other, but when they see each other's shortcomings becoming more and more obvious and great, their friendship is approaching twilight!

Cheng Xiaolin, the snow gull of the Tianshan Mountains, has now raised the parting hook in his hand, the quiet hook, the cold blade, as if a glance at it, will also make people's hearts ache as if they were cut for no reason! In this world, there are people with all kinds of personalities, but people with cold personalities are the most terrifying kinds. Because, no one can be sure, when will the blade of his hidden killing machine be unsheathed!

Now the mountains and forests were quiet, the huts in front of them were quiet, the leaves falling from them were also quiet, and the little courtyard surrounded by a fence where they stood was also quiet!

This is not surprising, because the hearts of people who are in extraordinary tranquility are very sensitive. Even the slightest movement and sound, at this time, will be infinitely amplified, so it looks extremely terrifying!

When a fallen leaf detached from the nutrients of the trunk of the tree, with a scorched red, flew up to the top of the hut with the wind, and then spun in the air and fell from between the two people standing in the courtyard, the parting hook in the hand of Cheng Xiaolin, the snow gull of the Tianshan Mountain, was like a bolt of lightning, and suddenly swept out towards Nanjian's neck.

His hook has always been like this, like a vicious snake, born to bite people!

It's just that when his hook swept over, the sharp sword in Nanjian's hand had already swung out diagonally. No one can judge the intention of swinging the sword diagonally in his hand with such a move. However, the results are striking.

Just as the parting hook swept by the other party was about to reach his throat - five inches away, his evil sword slid past the sharp hook blade of the other party. Therefore, with a click, his evil sword changed from an oblique swing to a straight stab, while the parting hook of Cheng Xiaolin, the snow gull of the Tianshan Mountains, involuntarily changed from a sweep to an oblique swing under that touch!

In this way, the advantages and disadvantages will be immediately distinguished! If a hook that cuts a person is oblique, it has no power; because it is not like a knife, nor like a sword, but has sharp blades on both sides! Therefore, at such a short distance and in such a short time, what a terrible thing it is for someone else to easily crack one's own one-move killing move!

The most terrifying thing is not only this, the opponent's sword has long been changed from a move that cannot be seen to be dangerous, and after a touch, it has become an impeccable move - and the most powerful move in swordsmanship - straight stab!

So, the results are revealed in an instant!

Now, Tianshan Snow Gull Cheng Xiaolin is fulfilling the promise he made before the duel with the other party, "It's the subordinate of the boxing champion Qin Jubo, tell me you're here!"

"Thank you. Nanjian said as he inserted the sword into the scabbard behind his back. After that, he went to the door and took Ye Zi's hand and said, "Ye Zi, let's go inside and have a look." ”

Ye Zi was alarmed, "You guys won't fight anymore!" she asked.

Nan Jian smiled, "No more fighting," he said, "It's over!"

Just as they approached Zhang Qingshan, the dragon's clawed hand in the rocking chair at the door, Cheng Xiaolin, the snowgull of the Tianshan Mountains, had a wound as large as a fly attached to it, and his man also fell to the ground with his silver-white parting hook. (To be continued.) )