first evil king

Chapter 10 Murder

Another donkey rolled and dodged Nangong Jingshun's palm. Jun Xie was covered in mud and sweat dripped from his clothes. The sticky soil made her feel extremely uncomfortable, but she didn't take it to heart, multitasking and listening attentively There was movement outside the courtyard, and the black eyes flashed with wisdom and glanced at the two people who were fighting like a raging fire.

It is now!
Jun Xie narrowed her black eyes cruelly, changed the direction of dodging, and rushed directly into the battle circle between Nangong Junyang and the two of them, as if she was in the scorching heat of the Flame Mountain and did not make her flinch, with a look that seemed like Hu Chong. Bumping wildly, the actual incomparably clever footwork avoided the impact of the two powerful flames and winds invisibly.

Nangong Jingshun didn't know whether he was irritable and angry because he couldn't catch her, or he was steamed by the scorching air. Chasing after Nangong Junxie who had run into a corner, he quietly pulled out a gleaming dagger from his sleeve.

"Go to hell!" Jun Xie was running left and right in the battle circle, and with Nangong Jingshun yelling frantically behind him, a figure rushed up with pressure.

Jun Xie was shocked, and turned around reflexively, crying until Lihua's rainy face was filled with fear, a pair of small hands instinctively stretched out, grabbed Nangong Jingshun's hand holding the dagger, and resisted the hand that was fiercely facing her. The momentum of the stabbing from the abdomen, but because he couldn't resist the momentum of his rushing, he retreated in a panic. Suddenly, something seemed to be caught under his feet, and he staggered forward and bumped towards Nangong Jingshun.

Seemingly intentional or unintentional, at the moment when he bumped into Nangong Jingshun, Jun Xie bent his arms and turned his hands that grabbed his wrists.

"Uh..." Nangong Jingshun's crimson pupils shrank sharply, and before he could realize what was going on, the dagger that was supposed to stab Xiao Yezhong's abdomen stabbed back by accident like this, and there was no time to exclaim. Not at all, the tip of the blade glowing with cold light accurately pierced the life acupoint under his abdomen, without missing a single cent.

Damn, his luck is too bad!At the moment when his life stopped, he only had time to curse in his heart!
From Jun Xie turning around to Nangong Jingshun dying, it happened in the blink of an eye, and the back stabbing was blocked by the bodies of the two so no one could see it.

From the perspective of Nangong Jingping and the other three who were lying on their stomachs, they could only see Nangong Jingshun holding a knife and trying to stab Jun Xie's abdomen, but she had to keep retreating because of her small size and weak strength, and she was about to be unable to hold on. Even if she can hold on, the direction of retreat is the direction of Nangong Junyang and the two of them. I dare not say anything, she is dead.

No matter how much Nangong Junyang restrained his mind, he would always be distracted to pay attention to Bamei's situation, and this attention almost made his whole heart stop beating.

Not caring about anything anymore, the martial artist Lu Duan released all his true energy and waved towards Nangong Junhua. At the same time, with a flash of his figure, he wanted to block Jun Xie who had retreated to them.

It's a pity, Nangong Junhua sensed his intention, twisted his body, and instead of catching Nangong Junyang's palm forcefully, he gathered his whole body's true energy in the palm, and rushed ahead of Nangong Junyang, almost three steps away from him Jun Xie's back in the distance.

Feeling the heat wave on his back that was enough to scorch his skin, Jun Xie silently let go of Nangong Jingping's wrist, and his footsteps were out of place, and at the same time Nangong Junhua's palm hit him, he almost fell from the middle of the two to the right Going down, I thought I would fall to the ground, but unexpectedly fell into a generous embrace.

On the other hand, Nangong Junhua did not have time to take back his palm with all his strength, so he hit Nangong Jingshun's chest solidly, and from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a cold light moving between the two, out of physical instinct, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, Wanting to stop the dagger glowing with cold light.

The figures of the four shook for a while, looking chaotic.

The scalding heat wave cooled down as Nangong Junyang and the two men recuperated their efforts. Nangong Jingping and the three who were sitting on the ground only felt the figure in front of them shake. come out.

As if in the middle of the burned courtyard, Nangong Junhua opened his eyes dully, and pressed his right palm against Nangong Jingshun's chest, burning all his clothes to pieces. His left hand overlapped with Nangong Jingshun's right hand, Under his hand was a dagger with a cold light, the blade of the dagger was completely submerged into Nangong Jingshun's abdomen, and blood was dripping between the two of them.

Only one step away to the right, Nangong Junyang was full of face, holding the trembling Nangong Junxie in his arms.

This is not the worst, the worst thing is, just when Nangong Junhua took two steps back in a daze, and pulled out the dagger that had sunk into Nangong Jingshun's abdomen, there was a sound of footsteps, and a group of people appeared in a mighty manner At the gate of the courtyard.

A group of people walked into the gate of the small courtyard. The first one was a sullen middle-aged man, dressed in a dark purple robe, with a handsome and resolute face. His whole body was full of majesty. Beside the man was a beautiful and proud woman and a short, fat old man with gray hair and beard, and a group of people followed behind him, both male and female, all of the older generation.

The group of people were all masters with high cultivation bases. They walked briskly and quickly walked into the courtyard. Seeing the scene in front of them, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the middle-aged man standing at the front with different expressions. , A discerning person can see what happened at a glance!
Jun Xie, who was hiding in Nangong Junyang's arms and kept trembling, glanced quickly, and most of them could still recognize him. The middle-aged man in the front was her third uncle, Nangong Zhiluo and Nangong Junhua, the owners of Nangong Villa. The glamorous woman is his wife Wang Zhifang, and the pudgy old man is her fourth cousin Nangong Shaoshan, belonging to the second-generation family.

She is the only one in the direct line of Nangong Villa, and even Nangong Zhiluo is only the second line of the collateral line in the main family, so the younger generations are all the third-generation children of the collateral line and the superficial line.

The Nangong family has a strict hierarchy. If Nangong Junxie is not a good-for-nothing and is accused of being a bastard, let alone three generations of children, even Nangong Zhiluo's father will be polite when he sees her.

A cowardly direct line like Nangong Junxie is really No. 1 in the history of the Nangong family!

"Jingshun..." There was only an incomparably mournful howl, purple shadow flashed, and the short and fat old man Nangong Shaoshan rushed up to catch Nangong Jingshun who fell backwards, and untied his robe to cover him Looking at his naked lower body, the bloody wound on his abdomen and the fiery red palm print on his chest, a furious storm flashed in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)