Late Night Tales Of The Capital

The sword is behind the head and there is nothing to check.

For Nangongjie of Star Yaojing, if the person who came is not the master of the real yuan, the real yuan does not leak, it is the sword behind the head, the order is extremely high. The first order is the law, the second order is the spirit, and the sword is at least the sword level.

In the ear is the sound of flowing water, Nan Gongjie hands slightly lifted, seeing sweat on his forehead, dare not have any movements.

Feeling the skin at the neck became a little trembling because of the coldness of the tip of the sword. Nangong Jie did not turn his head, just cautiously asked, "Who are you?"

"I am not who." Ye lacked a cold tone back.

"I am a spiritual sword, still sneak attack behind people?" Nan Gongjie continued to ask, but there was some thought in the words.

"I like it, want you to manage it?" Ye smiled.

"Don't talk about rules?" Nan Gongjie saw that there was no cover on the leaf, and his heart was a little confused. Even if his realm was higher, the distance between the feet was also unable to resist. The sword passed through, and it was sure to die. .

"My sword is stronger, so I am the rule. I don't understand this point. How did your master teach you? The first time I went out?" Ye said, but the words seemed to have been heard.

"You are the person of Qingqiu Jianmen?" Nan Gongjie carefully found out that this is clearly what he said.

"What do you think?" Ye did not deny it, nor did he admit it.

Conversation with Ye Xiao, Nan Gongjie only feels that he is about to be mad, is this person enjoying himself?

"The murder is not the only thing, leave some room for each other, do not humiliate people." Nan Gongjie's cheeks have been gloomy to a little stiff, "I am the sword of the rain cabinet, the little cabinet owner Nan Gongjie, kill me, you want Think about the consequences, the price you pay is absolutely unimaginable."

"Do you think I am humiliating you?" Ye missed leaning forward and leaned down to Nan Gongjie's ear and asked softly.

"Isn't it?" Nan Gongjie replied with a nasal silence.

"Not convinced? I feel that I am bullying you?" Ye lacked a silence and suddenly asked.

"Depending on the spirit of the sword, the victory is not martial!" Nangong Jie did not think about it, immediately said loudly, and even his hands were raised a little higher, "you have the ability to face me with me."

"If the result is the same?" Ye's lack of tone is as calm as it is.

"There is nothing to listen to, and there is absolutely nothing to say."

There was no sound between the fields, and no one spoke again. Nan Gongjie’s sword stopped at Nalan Rongru’s eyebrows, and the leaf-deficient sword stopped at the back of Nangongjie. Some of the people who are next to them want to remind them of the lack of leaves, be cautious, and meet each other. This is the moment of choice between life and death. What they say is superfluous.

"You first accept the sword." After half a ring, Ye Xiao first proposed the conditions.

"You first accept the sword." Nan Gongjie said the same thing, he can only rely on this now, and he thought a little bit, he has already killed two disciples of Qingqiu Jianmen, one of them still uses The dirty means of sneak attack, if the leaf is really related to the Qingqiu Jianmen, the sword may be a dead end.

"You are the little owner of the sword listening to the rain pavilion. Your life is more expensive and you have no choice."

The lack of leaves will be chosen to be thrown to Nan Gongjie.

"You can only gamble."

"Gambling me is not a villain."

Full of interest, Nangong Jie frowned, his fingers trembled, and finally bite his teeth, the sword pointed slightly. Nalan Rong’s eyebrows returned to his body in an instant, with the hilt facing outward and the sword tip toward himself.

The real element of Nan Gongjie's whole body is also raised to the apex. If the leaf is a small person, he does not mind going to the end of the same moment, and he has already locked the position of the leaf.

Big deal together under the yellow spring!

"Kill him and avenge his brother." Nalan Rong, if he was just rescued, shouted out the first time, but he was immediately pulled by his brother and his sister.

When they want to come, the lack of leaves is not a disciple of Qingqiu Jianmen. It is already a matter of righteousness to save them. Is it really necessary to kill Nangongjie?

As Nan Gongjie himself said, he is the chief of the Shaoge who listens to the rain pavilion. Whoever kills him is the one who has provoked countless troubles.

"Please take back your sword, don't let people look down." Nan Gongjie screamed coldly, although the voice was cold, but anyone could hear it, the worry and excitement in his voice.

The lack of leaves, like he did not hear what he said, slowly came out from behind him, and then walked over to Nalan Rong, but in the process, the sword of Nan Gongjie's brain did not move.

Nan Gongjie’s forehead sweats more and more, even flowing down his cheeks to the lower jaw, drop by drop on the ground. What he can do is to adjust the angle toward his own sword tip and face the leaf shortage, and strive for a little initiative.

"Can you use your sword?"

Going to the front of Nalan Rongruo, the leaf lacked a finger and asked softly.

"Do you really want to confront him? This person is the temperament of the glory of the world, with the spirit of the sword, the power is endless." Nalan Rong whispered, the expression was slightly anxious, but did not know how to persuade, can not ask others Do the little man's business and tear up your promise.

The most taboo thing in practice is violation of the law, breach of contract, and disobedience.

In the end, the little girl can only bite the sword in the handle of the tooth and hand it over.

Gently holding Nalan Rongru’s sword and patted her on the shoulder, the leaf lacked a corner and smiled. “Reassured.”

"Since he said, the sword of Qingqiu Jianmen is just like this. With the arrogance of the sword, you can't let him die so simple. Let him see what is the real sword."

"The sword of Qingqiu Jianmen is not humiliating if he wants to be humiliated."

The leaf turned around and looked at Nan Gongjie. He reached out and called, and he stopped at the back of his head and flew back. He blinked into his heart.

Nan Gongjie’s eyes glimpsed, “It’s really a second-order sword!”

Then carefully observe the lack of leaves, "Psychic is so arrogant, now there is no chance of sneak attack, you are waiting to die!"

The wind under the mouth of the mouth, with the water of the waterfall, rushed to the surface, everyone's clothes all floated slightly. Nan Gongjie stared at the leaf lack not far away, took a deep breath, and the real element of the whole body began to infuse on the blade. The starlight was unreserved. In order to be a shame, Nangongjie was ready to go all out.

The blade is suspended in the air and violently shaken. The rain and fog of the real element are slowly spreading. The rain and fog are blooming in the air, and the white flowers are blooming. It is actually the rain of the sword and the rain of the tree. !

The wind between the cliffs, the water of the waterfall, including the aura between the heavens and the earth, tumbling and boiling, as if to burst.

In contrast, the lack of leaves, the face is not seen in the slightest tension, the hand holding the sword slightly raised, the left foot across the front, the right foot back, the knees slightly bent, the use of the Qingqiu sword door, the introduction of the nine swords!

Nalan Rong, if the eyes of six people slammed loudly, almost exclaimed.

In the far air of the mouth, I don’t know when there was a golden yellow dot. The golden color was far and near, and it quickly flew to the 100 meters in front of the cliff. It turned out to be a four-winged flying fish. The fish was a hugely fat goldfish. The four wings were similar to the wings of a dragonfly. There was a girl standing on the fish.

(The first one today.)