"Nanjian, admit defeat!" Ni Wanli, the victorious general, sneered and said, "Do you know who we are?" The room was quiet, and his voice was loud and cold, like a stone falling into an ancient well, making a dull and desolate sound. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nan Jian slowly turned sideways, so that he was originally facing away from Qin Xiangling, but now he was facing her sideways. In this way, he can cover all four people in the room under his sight.

"I heard that the two chiefs and four masters on Oolong Mountain are worthy of their reputation!" Nanjian said leisurely while guarding everyone with his eyes, "I don't know if the four friends are four of these six heroes?"

"That's right, even if you have a bit of knowledge!" At this time, the old man who pretended to be Father Qin sighed deeply with blood drops and said, "From what you said just now, I really believe that the rumored purple-clothed swordsman Nanjian is very wise, and it is really true!"

Nan Jian quickly moved his gaze to him, "In this way, Your Excellency must be the 'Mind Picking Ghost Hand Li Tong' who makes people talk about the tiger on the rivers and lakes!"

As he spoke, he turned to look at the camel Su Shuang and the victorious general Ni Wanli, "And the two of you, Nan has been taught for a long time, and the one holding the double knife in his hand is none other than Su Shuang, one of the two directors of Oolong Mountain, who can cut apples in the air with a steel knife." And the one who takes the meridian mandarin duck lock is none other than Ni Wanli, who is known as the victorious general Ni Wanli. ”

When the three of them heard him say this, they were all surprised.

In the end, Nan Jian turned his face leisurely, and his gaze fell on Qin Xiangling's face, "Girl!" he said, "Since you are not called Qin Xiangling, but at such a dangerous juncture, you still dare to stand with the three terrifying people on the rivers and lakes, and you are not afraid." Presumably, your skills are not below these three people!"

Speaking of this, he quickly glanced at the faces of everyone in the room, and said leisurely: "If I guessed correctly, the girl must be Miao Xiangxiang, who has the appearance of a country and a city in the world today!"

When the woman who called herself Qin Xiangling heard this, she trembled all over! She was still full of shame, and she still bowed her head and said nothing. If there is still a kind of beauty in this world, which can be compared to the peach blossoms in February, except for this girl at this moment, there is really no more commensurate comparison than her.

At this moment, the room was unusually quiet, and even the sound of people walking outside the house could be heard clearly. "The person who claimed to be Mo Shaocheng, the head of the Wang family just now, presumably he should be another head of the Wulong Mountain who is on a par with Su Shuang, known as Yang Yun, a five-star dart!"

Hearing him say this, Ni Wanli, the general of Changsheng, frowned deeply, and expressed great concern for the enemy in front of him. After all, he and the camel Su Shuang are both people who have learned the power of the Southern Sword. Thinking of the scene just now on the street, he pierced the double lock with a sword, and I still felt hairy.

After a long time, he popped out such a sentence: "Nanjian, since you know so much, why did you follow her to this small cabin!"

He pointed to Miao Xiangxiang and Nanjian and continued: "You are like this, it is not equivalent to throwing yourself into the net and dying in vain!" Hearing him say this, the camel Su Shuang and the heart-picking ghost Li Tong also had happy faces and nodded.

Nan Jian smiled disapprerovingly, "As the saying goes, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and biasing towards the tiger mountains," he said, "Of course, I am not a person who came rashly, only knowing myself and knowing the other side can survive a hundred battles." Not only do I know how powerful you are, but I also know how strong I am, which is why I dare to come to this house full of traps. ”

Hearing this, Li Tong, the heart-reeling ghost, Su Shuang, the camel, and Ni Wanli, the victorious general, were also taken aback. They didn't suspect that Nan Jian's words would be fake, and everyone quickly took a look at the cabin at the first time. After all, the hut had been rented by them two hours earlier from a local farmer surnamed Jiao - the rent was a hundred taels of silver.

For such a temporary rented wooden house, everyone in it is unfamiliar. Often because of the strangeness and fear, just heard his words, everyone has a more or less concern in their hearts. This point really made Nanjian very satisfied.

"Okay, now you've said what you need to say!" No one thought that it would be Nanjian who would be the first to signal the challenge. He said, "Do it, please use your careful plan, let me see how powerful you are!"

When Li Tong heard this, the three of them glanced at each other again, "What's the hurry, the bird in the cage, are you still afraid that it won't be able to fly." He said, "Don't you want to know why we brought you to this hut to intercept you?"

"I didn't want to ask," Nan Jian said, "Since you have already spoken, then I will give you a chance to speak freely, if you have something to say, if you have a fart, let go quickly, lest people call me Nan Jian and restrict your right to speak!"

As soon as these words came out, Li Tong, the ghost hand of the heart-picking ghost, glanced at Nan Jian with an extremely ugly expression, "Hmph! stinky boy," he said, "death is coming, and you are still here to talk about it." To tell you the truth, the seven people led by Yang Yun, the five-star dart outside, are all first-class masters in the rivers and lakes today, and they have now sealed all the passages that can enter and exit this small wooden house, and I am afraid that even a fly will not want to fly out! I don't believe that you can escape this catastrophe with what kind of ability you have. ”

His words certainly caused a lot of waves in Nan Jian's heart. However, Nan Jian never showed a hint of panic, not only that, after listening to his words, Nan Jian smiled and shook his head. It was completely manifested with a disdainful and arrogant posture of disdain for their carving insect skills.

As a result, their hearts will inevitably be full of suspicions. They all secretly considered in their hearts, who would be Nanjian's accomplice in this wooden house, and where was he hiding? With such a question, they attacked Nanjian at the same time!

The size of this wooden house is small and the furnishings inside are extremely shabby. Only on the right wall, in the same direction as the door, was open, and this window was being guarded outside by the five-star dart Yang Yun, impermeable. At the same time, the entrance was occupied by the camel Su Shuang and the victorious general Ni Wanli.

In addition, the third passage that can be entered and exited is the room in the north that Li Tong, the heart-repleting ghost hand, walked out of it just now. Of course, this room was also blocked by Li Tong, the ghost hand, and on the left side of Nanjian, standing next to him was Miao Xiangxiang from the four masters of Oolong Mountain. The direction she was blocking was the same direction from the hall to the kitchen, and at this moment, it was impossible to escape from her front through the kitchen!

And there was only a wall behind Nan Jian, and from this point of view, he didn't seem to have any way out! At that moment, Yang Yun's hands, a five-star dart outside the window, shot out at least sixty sharp darts; at the same time, no more than three feet away on the opposite side, the blood droplets in the hands of Li Tong, the heart reeling ghost, also flew towards Nan Jian with a clicking and spinning sound.

In addition, the double knives in the hands of Hump Zisu in the direction of the door and a pair of meridian mandarin duck locks in the hands of the victorious general Ni Wanli also flew towards the right side of the southern sword. At that moment, Miao Xiangxiang also raised her hands that were as soft as flower petals, and it is said that these hands were more difficult to deal with when waving the plum blossom needles in the rainstorm than the real rainstorm.