Speaking of drinking, Nangong Shaoyou is naturally happy, Ling Chaozong has never been very fond of wine, but today he is so arrogant that he actually feels that his throat is dry, and he wants to drink it very much. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cheng Ruofei immediately called Ling Meixue to the front of the hall, hugged her tightly, and didn't let her leave for a moment, the disciples of the Perak Sect all knew about the matter, and knew that there was a strong enemy attacking, but they also had the demeanor of the children of famous families, and those who practiced practiced as usual, and those who stopped to rest patrolled around the mansion in shifts, very orderly, and there was no trace of disorder.

Nangong Shaoyou couldn't help but admire it in his eyes, and Ling Chaozong was also willing to be pleased, and it was not in vain that he had spent a lot of effort to teach this class of apprentices.

Ling Chaozong drank more than a dozen bowls of wine in a row, Cheng Ruofei looked at her husband with a smile, she had never seen her husband drink so much wine, but she knew that her husband's internal strength cultivation was extremely high, and he would not be drunk with this little wine.

Xu Dahai drank and drank, feeling bored, so he talked to Nangong Shaoyou about the skills of internal force swordsmanship, Nangong Shaoyou was always answered, without concealment, Xu Dahai could still pick up a few words at first, and then the more he listened, the more vague he became, but he was also a person with extraordinary knowledge, and he knew that Nangong Shaoyou was already in another realm, which he could not understand.

On the contrary, Ling Chaozong, who was listening with great interest on the side, couldn't help but interject, and talked to Nangong Shaoyou a lot, talking about the subtle places, he suddenly stood up and made a big salute to Nangong Shaoyou: " Brother Nangong's words really made me feel like I was suddenly opened, it turned out that the internal force cultivation and swordsmanship can reach such a realm, this realm has appeared in my heart countless times, but it is difficult to do, today by your allocation, my heart seems to be full, I need to immediately retreat for a few months, take a good look at it, the kung fu of the Thunderbolt Gate will be able to go to the next level, it's a pity, it's a pity... ”

Before he finished speaking, a disciple came in, although he looked very flustered, but he was also respectful, and did not dare to have the slightest panic: "Master, there are coffin shops in front of the door to send coffins, there are a total of six coffin shops, a total of one hundred and seventy-two coffins will be delivered, and they will arrive one after another, and we will sign for the receipt, saying that the money has been paid in the morning, but, but... ”

Nangong Shaoyou said with a smile: "Is it that the coffin is written with the names of all the people in Perak Gate, I wonder if there is my Nangong Shaoyou's name?"

"Nangong Daxia guessed correctly, it's true, but there is no name of Nangong Daxia. The disciple replied respectfully.

Ling Chaozong waved his hand to signal him to step back, and said with a smile: "Madame, let's go out to see how the texture of the coffin is, I don't know if the size is appropriate, haha!"

He smiled and walked out of the door proudly, Cheng Ruofei handed Ling Meixue into the hands of Nangong Shaoyou, and also went out, Nangong Shaoyou hugged Ling Meixue and Xu Dahai followed closely behind.

When everyone arrived at the door, there were many coffins, which occupied half of the long street, and the street was empty, and the five people dared to come and watch, and the coffins were delivered by the guys in the coffin shop one after another.

A coffin placed in the center of the gate has the words "Ling Chaozong" written on it, which is written in blood, not dog blood or pig blood, and next to it is "Cheng Ruofei", "Xu Dahai", "Ling Meixue", all the way down, they are all arranged according to the generations of Perakmen, without the slightest mistake.

Nangong Shaoyou stepped forward and struck out with one palm, and the coffin with "Ling Meixue" written on it instantly flew and turned into rotten wood, and Cheng Ruofei nodded to him.

Suddenly, the white paper in the sky flew, sprinkled all over the long street, and a lot fell on everyone's heads and bodies, only to see Xu Dahai spitting while spitting on the white paper on his body, it turned out that those were paper money for worship.

Cheng Ruofei flew up, went to the roof, looked around, but there was no one, she said angrily: "You group of evil ghosts who can only dodge, there is a kind of coming out to receive a sword from your aunt!"

Ling Chaozong was afraid that something would happen to his wife, so he hurriedly jumped on the roof, only to hear a "whoosh!", a hidden weapon broke through the air, Cheng Ruofei nodded, but it was also slow, the bun on his head was scattered by a stone, and the steamed hair was scattered, Ling Chaozong hurriedly asked: "Ruofei, are you okay?"

Cheng Ruofei's face was pale, he shook his head, and smiled reluctantly, only to hear a strange laughter coming from the rooftops everywhere, and in the laughter, more than a dozen figures ran in different directions, and their movements were very fast.

The Ling couple jumped to the ground, Cheng Ruofei looked very decadent, and Nangong Shaoyou smiled: "That kid must have seen that Mrs. Ling's hairpin style is old, and wants Ling Daxia to buy you a new one." ”

"I smiled. Cheng Ruofei had no intention of joking with him.

I saw Nangong Shaoyou suddenly skip the roof like a flying swallow, only to hear a "bang!", he threw something on the roof, and everyone saw that it was a man in black, his chest was covered with white powder, and he vaguely smelled a sweet smell.

Ling Meixue smiled: "Mom, my osmanthus cake at that time." ”

Everyone was surprised and delighted, knowing that when Cheng Ruofei was attacked, Nangong Shaoyou saw it accurately, took the osmanthus cake in Ling Meixue's hand, and hit the sneak attacker, the distance was so far away, it was actually a hundred shots, and his acupoint was closed, which was really incredible.

"Miyuki, mom will pay you a few pieces of osmanthus cake. Cheng Ruofei was very happy.

Xu Dahai kicked the man's body and shouted, "Stinky thief, who sent you?" ”

I saw the man smile arrogantly: "The person who is about to die, how can he be qualified to ask Lao Tzu." ”

"Bang, bang!" Xu Dahai slapped him twice, beating him to the point that his mouth was full of blood, and the man was still stubbornly laughing there.

Nangong Shaoyou said coldly: "Is Jiang Ziwen's little ghost here?"

When the man heard Nangong Shaoyou say this, his voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at him in surprise and said, "Who are you?"

"I am the Buddha, specially here to collect the little ghost, Jiang Ziwen's little ghost is pretending to be the leader of the Netherworld, today I will personally come to subdue him. Nangong Shaoyou smiled.

"Hahahaha!" the man suddenly laughed, "Who do you think you are, do you need the sect leader to clean you up in person? Anyway, tonight, you will become a member of the Netherworld, let you take advantage of it now." ”

Nangong Shaoyou also laughed, he squatted down, put Ling Meixue in his arms, buried her head in his arms, covered his eyes, and suddenly a cold light flashed, "Ah!" The man screamed, his face was covered with blood, his two ears and nose had been cut off, "Wow!" With a clear sound, Nangong Shaoyou had already put the long sword on Xu Dahai's waist into the sheath.

He shielded Ling Meixue's eyes, drew his sword from Xu Dahai's waist, cut off the ears and nose of the man in black, and put the sword into the sheath, all he saw in front of everyone was a flash of cold light, and the speed of his movements had reached an unbelievable situation. (To be continued.) )