In the middle of the night, when he hears the howling sound of Chao Beifei, the elder of the beggar gang just now, and is able to sleep peacefully, it must be a person who has fallen into a deep dream; a person who hears such a miserable howl, but covers his head under the quilt and hides in the quilt and does not dare to show his face, this must be a coward; however, when he hears this miserable howl, he dares to put on his clothes and get up, and go to the street with a weapon to see what is going on, such a person, he must be a dignified man!

"It doesn't seem fair for so many people to beat one person!" Just after the miserable howl of Chao Beifei, the elder of the beggar gang, there was a cold voice behind the group of people. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then they turned and saw a swordsman, carrying a long sword wrapped in yellow brocade behind him, wearing a purple robe and a pair of black-faced cloth shoes, and his grim face was clearly discernible in the dim light of the street lamp.

The masked men were taken aback, "Nanjian, why don't you go and drink with the two girls, what are you doing here?" one of the men in black asked him, holding up the steel knife in his hand.

Nan Jian sneered, "Fighting is more fun than drinking!" he said coldly.

At this time, the elder of the beggar gang, Chao Beifei, raised his face from the ground, although the wound on his back was still bleeding, but this pain was nothing compared to the joy of seeing the savior!

"Nan Daxia, this little thing is going to bother you again!"

Nan Jian looked at him and said quietly, "No matter what is a small matter, it will become a big thing!"

"That makes sense!" said Chao Beifei, an elder of the beggar gang.

At this moment, the man in white with the stick, and the other thirteen men in black who could still raise knives in their hands, were already very angry. After all, it is a great and self-evident shame to listen to the calm conversations of the enemy in a position where it is inevitable to win. To wash away such a shame, of course, it is impossible to have empty anger, and you have to work hard to do it.

Suddenly, at this time, several swordsmen, without saying a word, swung their knives towards Nanjian and slashed over. The steel knife like snowflakes, with the obscene power of death and the cold light, shrouded towards the southern sword. At the same time, the white-clothed masked man wielding a long stick in his hand also held the long stick in his hand, and soared into the sky like a harrier eagle, and when he was about to reach mid-air, he suddenly turned around and rushed down, and with lightning speed, he rushed straight towards the heavenly gate above the head of the southern sword on the ground.

There are terrible things in the world, strange shapes, but a man dressed in white, with a white scarf over his face and a stick in his hand, falls from the sky, and is in the middle of the night on the lonely street. Such a terrible scene is no less than looking up and seeing the terrible and terrifying scene of the sky and the earth cracking!

However, Nan Jian, in the face of many urgent, difficult, and dangerous crises, his ability to deal with terrible things was always so beautiful and law-free! The terrible crisis in front of him was resolved by him with the sharp sword in his hand. At that time, he did not panic at all, and according to the order of his choice, he first cut off the arm of each of them with the sword of the evil sword, and then pointed the sword straight at the sky.

The man in white who fell from the sky with a stick was taken aback at that moment, because the speed of falling from the sky was indescribable. To change one and a half moves in such a fast speed, it is not something that ordinary people can do. Therefore, the moment he saw Nan Jian swing the sharp sword in his hand and point it at the sky, he didn't have time to deflect the stick anymore. However, if he inserts it like this, the stick in the hand of the man in white will of course suffer a great loss! After all, what is in the hand of the man is a steel sword, and what he holds is a stick and a piece of wood.

If he doesn't get it right, if he is good at qigong, at most he will only have a few big bags on his head, and how can he survive if he himself hits the blade of someone's sword! Thinking of this, the man in white who was coming down from the sky had no choice but to fight hard to eat milk, and his legs were deviated, so that his body fell vertically and became an oblique float.

That moment was short-lived, and it was impossible to describe in words, but as a result, the man in white avoided the sword edge that Nanjian pointed at the sky, but his body hit the big tree on the side of the street!

The big tree was hit by the stick in his hand and shook off the leaves of a tree, and his man fell to the ground on all fours. This seemed to be insignificant! For the man in white immediately got up and ran forward! But, when he had gone a dozen paces away, the pain of his fall to the ground caused him to fall again, but he still got up quickly and ran forward!

This is the desire to survive, even if he is scarred, even if he is dizzy, he is also soberly aware that if he wants to survive, he has to run! After all, the man behind him wielding the evil sword in his hand seems to him to be more frightened than any kind of fierce monster in the world!

However, Nan Jian didn't mean to chase after him at all! He even felt a little inexplicable when he saw the other party struggling to run away like this. Now, those swordsmen, except for those who were twisted and broke their arms by the beggar gang elder Chao Beifei with a dragon snatcher just now, the rest of them were also cut off by Nanjian with a sharp sword. They saw the white-clothed masked people running away in panic like this, and at that moment, they no longer hesitated, and they all scattered and fled, forgetting that they still had an arm left in such a calm street.

"Nan Daxia, thank you for saving your life!" Chao Beifei, the elder of the beggar gang, said excitedly when he was helped up from the ground by Nan Jian.

"Elder Chao is polite!"

At this time, they heard the sound of horse-drawn carriages coming from the empty street.

Chao Beifei, the elder of the beggar gang, was injured after all, and he was also very timid and fragile in his heart. He thought that some terrible person had come again in the carriage, and when he saw that the carriage was getting closer and closer, his expression of horror grew stronger and stronger, and it was only when the carriage came before him that he breathed a long sigh of relief. He found out that it was a woman who drove the carriage - a very beautiful woman - a woman who could be called a woman of Nanjian - she was Ying'er!

The elder of the beggar gang, Chao Beifei, smiled, "It turns out that Miss Ying'er's carriage is also driving so well, it's really amazing!"

Ying'er smiled!

So, Nan Jian helped him into the carriage.

The carriage continued to drive again, driving through the silent empty street, heading towards the home of the beggar gang elder Chao Beifei!

The street was quiet again, and in the dim light, it shone on the ground a few severed limbs, absurd and frightening, and a gust of night wind blew the fallen leaves along the side of the street, and ran along the center of the street to the front. It's like a group of people rushing to catch a glimpse of the amazing wonders ahead, rushing forward and rushing to be the first. (To be continued.) )