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Seeing that it was Zhou Heng who came, Nanfeng nodded and knelt down. He was full of respect and fear. After sending them into the mist, he suddenly remembered to send a letter to his brother Nan Lan.

On the mountain, Zhou Zihuai sent people to follow Zhou Heng and his party when they left the villa in the community and grasped their whereabouts in real time.

So he had already put everyone on standby, and he didn't panic at all when he received the news from Nanfeng, but the crazy soaring heartbeat couldn't fool anyone.

It can be said that Zhou Heng is the only person he has ever feared in his long life.

Before Zhou Heng woke up from his long sleep in the Cold Palace, his dead father once told him that all the elves in Nanshan had attached themselves to Zhou Heng's aura practice, so I advise him never to touch Zhou Heng's ambition. Constant one-ten-thousandth of the benefits.

His father saw his ambition, but, before the implementation of his plan, Zhou Heng woke up suddenly, and the plan was disrupted. As time passed, he found that he couldn't do it without touching Zhou Heng's interests. and obtain supreme rights.

He needed someone to obey him, but Zhou Heng ignored him.

He needs the spiritual power of the Bitter Cold Palace as a means to win over the demon's heart, and Zhou Heng does not allow the goblin who has cultivated to become an elite to approach the Bitter Cold Palace without authorization.

He not only dismissed him, but also made friends with Nan Rui who was against him in everything. Nan Rui's beauty and stubbornness made him love and hate him all his life.

Therefore, he grabbed Zhou Heng's nilin and made a restrictive method.

As soon as Zhou Heng and his party jumped up Nanshan, Zhou Zihuai and his confidantes were already standing at the only entrance gate of Nanshan, including Zhou Hao and Nanlan, who were on par with Nanrui in terms of force value. There were hundreds of monsters in total, and the battle was unprecedented. .

Looking at the situation in front of him, Nan Rui couldn't help being startled. He squinted his eyes and subconsciously protected Qin Kun behind him.

Qin Kun, who is jealous, took a step forward, put his arms around his waist, stuck to him, and glared at Zhou Zihuai in protest.

Nan Rui couldn't help feeling flustered: You idiot!

After scolding Qin Kun in his heart, Nan Rui took a step forward and approached Zhou Heng: "Brother Heng, give me Brother Qing to hug me, watching the posture, the other party may strike at any time."

Zhou Heng didn't bother to explain: "Don't worry, he has no chance."

"Brother," Nan Hao glanced at the box that Nan Tian was holding, and took a step forward, thinking that Zhou Heng asked Nan Tian to pick up the box when he got off the car, it must be an incredible weapon: "Should we show our weapons?"

"Shut up and hug!"

After speaking, Zhou Heng walked forward steadily.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!Nan Rui couldn't help screaming in his heart: Why is it a fool, a pretentious one, some are so awesome, this posture in front of you is really not a joke, okay!

However, Nan Hao was inexplicably conquered by Zhou Zhouheng's aura, and even straightened his bent waist.

Zhou Zihuai on the opposite side really didn't expect Zhou Heng to come with someone in his arms, his thoughts were messed up by Zhou Heng's actions.

"Brother Heng." Zhou Zihuai took out his set of slick management methods again, took two steps forward with a smile on his face, and then stopped: "You are back."

Holding the sleeping Murong Qing in his arms, Zhou Heng walked over slowly, without slowing down at all, and walked straight towards Zhou Zihuai standing in the center of the gate, with hostility in his eyes, and pursed his lips without saying a word.

Zhou Zihuai narrowed his eyes and pressed the corners of his mouth: "Brother Heng, do you have something urgent to do when you come back, because Nanshan is currently making internal planning and adjustments, which may delay your work."

Now that he has reached this point, all his hypocrisy is just to leave a little room for war, so his politeness is inevitably mixed with a little toughness.

Zhou Heng's footsteps did not stop. When he was five steps away, Zhou Zihuai subconsciously took a step back, and his breath almost stopped.

The six people behind followed Zhou Heng two steps, no matter what they thought in their hearts, none of them showed any timidity.

Zhou Zihuai shouted suddenly: "Brother Heng!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zihuai adjusted his breathing and his voice returned to normal: "You... have something important to do when you come back."

"Go back to my bitter cold palace, to entertain guests." Zhou Heng's footsteps landed two meters away from Zhou Zihuai. ?”

"That's not true." Zhou Zihuai twitched his lips, making an apologetic smile: "Just for the brothers and sisters in Nanshan, some facilities have been expanded and need to occupy a bit of your Bitter Cold Palace, which is under construction over there, why not Brother Heng, how about having a banquet at my house."

"Oh?" Zhou Heng pressed his body forward, without making any expression, just the cold light in his eyes can freeze people to pieces: "You know it's my Cold Palace, but you moved my place and didn't say hello to me?"

Zhou Zihuai pondered for a moment, but before he could open his mouth, Zhou Huang took half a step forward and opened his mouth: "Master Heng, our Nanshan has always shared resources, and the Bitter Cold Palace is no exception. Since you belong to Nanshan, you must guard Nanshan. rule."

"Rules?" Zhou Heng pursed his lips and sneered, looked down at Murong Qing in his arms, then raised his head and swept towards Zhou Hao, and when he looked at Zhou Zihuai, his eyes shone with silver, with a horrifying hostility: "You Is the rule that the people who moved me moved my place, and then gather these people to block me at the South Mountain Gate and teach me to obey the rules?"

"Brother Heng, I didn't mean that!" Now that he knew that he had moved Murong Qing, Zhou Zihuai didn't bother to explain: "It is true that the Bitter Cold Palace occupies a large area of ​​Nanshan, and it is also a holy place for gathering spirits. You also know that more and more monsters have been cultivated one after another..."

Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Get out of the way!"

Zhou Zihuai was startled, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth for a while, finally moved slowly, turned sideways, and made way for Zhou Heng.

Zhou Huang refused to accept it and said, "Brother Huai!"

"Make way for Brother Heng." Zhou Zihuai gritted his teeth, "Nan Lan, tell me to hold a banquet for Brother Heng at Guizhi Court."

Nan Lan made a fool of herself and answered loudly, but did not leave immediately.

Zhou Zihuai's little Luo Luos gave way to Zhou Heng. Zhou Zihuai walked beside Zhou Heng. Nan Rui was diagonally behind him. He turned his face and glanced at Nan Rui. Nan Rui embraced him, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he didn't hide his jealousy at all.

From the gate of Nanshan, walk all the way to the intersection of Sancha, on the left is Zhou Zihuai's residence and Guizhi Court, and the middle one is the road leading to the bitter cold palace.

Seeing Zhou Heng walking straight towards the middle road, Zhou Zihuai waved his hand to stop the people behind him: "Brother Heng, Gui Zhiting is here."

Zhou Heng didn't look back, "Did I say I was going to Guizhi Court?"

"The Cold Palace is not suitable for entertaining distinguished guests." Zhou Zihuai waved his hand back again, and this time he directly signaled Zhou Hao to set up a formation. His voice became cold, and he paused every word, showing the posture of an orderly: "Brother Heng, please move!" Step to Guizhi Court."

Hearing the sound of everyone's fast moving footsteps, Zhou Heng sneered and turned his head.

The opponent quickly surrounded them in a semicircle, and Nan Rui, Qin Kun, Nan Tian, ​​Nan Hao, Nan Xi, and Tang Lian also quickly lined up to block him and escort him.

"Are you going to besiege me?" Zhou Heng looked at Zhou Zihuai and asked.

"Brother Heng." Relying on the large number of people and his early preparations, Zhou Zihuai, now that he has torn off his mask, looked at Zhou Heng confidently: "Of course I don't want to be your enemy, but in the cold palace, I need Of course, the expropriation is also for the good of our Nanshan, please forgive me."

Zhou Heng: "What if I don't?"

"Then Brother Heng, you are the enemy of the entire Nanshan Mountain." Zhou Hao said in a dark tone, but what he said was in place of Zhou Zihuai: "Then don't blame us for being rude."

Zhou Zihuai also narrowed his eyes viciously, the threat was accidentally leaked.

"Huh?" Zhou Heng slightly raised his eyebrows, "Zhou Zihuai, don't blame the Lord for not giving you a chance, Bitter Cold Palace, mine, if you move it, you will die, Murong Qing, you can't even move it! "

Zhou Zihuai took a step back, sneered, and waved to everyone: "Then don't blame me for being rude, and call you last, Brother Heng."

Nan Rui, Qin Kun, Nan Tian, ​​Nan Hao, Nan Xi, and Tang Lian and other six people also quickly opened up the battle line. They had just set up their positions and were about to start the battle when Zhou Heng leaned Murong Qing's head on his left shoulder and moved his right hand Murong Qing pulled out his waist, a strand of silver thread flew out from his palm, human eyes couldn't catch it, hundreds of opponents who were about to spit out the demon pill were suddenly stopped.

Nan Rui's eyes widened.

Nan Hao opened his mouth wide.

None of the six people moved, as if blinded by everything in front of them, they stood still together with them.

Qin Kun let out a scream first, and then Nanxi turned to look at Zhou Heng: "Brother Heng, you..."

Nan Rui also looked back at Zhou Heng, only to see Zhou Heng waving his hand. Following Zhou Heng's murderous aura, he looked back at Zhou Zihuai on the opposite side. Zhou Zihuai had already been pierced by thousands of arrows. He was also killed along with him, and fell to the ground.

Nan Rui looked at Zhou Zihuai's miserable situation. After all, he had been a husband and wife for decades, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. Before he could turn his face away, Qin Kun covered his eyes and turned his body away. .

The demon pills of Zhou Zihuai and Zhou Hao slowly flew up and floated in the air. With the death of their masters, they slowly lost their luster and turned black.

Black represents that Zhou Zihuai and Zhou Hao have cultivated sorcery.

In an instant, hundreds of demon pills swished through the air to Zhou Heng's palm, and all the demons fell down.

The monsters on the opposite side clutched their chests in horror, panting, and prostrated themselves on the ground, so weak and frightened that they couldn't support their bodies.

Time resumed, and everything that happened just now seemed to be a dream.

The six sleeves that are ready to fight have not yet been rolled up: Is this battle fought too fast, are they NPC tool people? !

"Brother Heng, you..." Nan Hao was so frightened that he couldn't believe what happened just now: "The space is still?"

No, they were still able to move just now: "Fix body?"

No wonder Master Heng is confident!

Even a cultivator of Zhou Zihuai's level can be immobilized!

And was killed instantly.

After reacting, Nan Hao couldn't help but sigh, is Master Heng being a bit ruthless?

The people on the opposite side knelt down and begged for mercy after realizing it, and those who dared to beg for mercy after seeing Zhou Zihuai's end were all older, because without the demon pill, their lifespan would soon be exhausted.

"Just because I'm asleep doesn't mean I'm soulless." Zhou Heng gathered the demon pills in his palms, hugged Murong Qing with both hands, stood on the high steps, looked down at the crowd, his eyes were splattered with coldness, like a god of hell: "Thousands of hundred Over the past few years, I did not seek to gather spirits to cultivate, but to disperse my spirit power to cross you, but you came to harm me, it is ridiculous!"

The goblins who were kneeling on the ground widened their eyes and silenced for a moment.

"Now," Zhou Heng turned around and walked towards his cold palace step by step: "What face do you have, please!"

A trace of obscurity flashed in Nan Rui's eyes.

Not only him, but also Nanxi and Nan Hao, they have all relied on the spiritual power of the Bitter Cold Palace to cultivate, but no one would have guessed that the spiritual power emitted by the Bitter Cold Palace for thousands of years was Zhou Heng's intentional use of their cultivation. of.

Since Zhou Heng woke up ten years ago, he has always been a loner, does not socialize with others, is arrogant and indifferent, and his whereabouts are also mysterious. Over time, everyone only respects Zhou Heng, but their gratitude fades.

Thinking about it this way, it makes sense that Zhou Heng's departure would weaken the spiritual energy around the Bitter Cold Palace. It turns out that the spiritual energy is just the spiritual energy exuded from Zhou Heng's body gathered in the Bitter Cold Palace for thousands of years.

It wasn't the original aura of the Bitter Cold Palace, and there was no such thing as Zhou Heng and the aura of the Bitter Cold Palace complementing each other.

but……

Zhou Heng, is he really that kind?

Ahhh, this cognition is a bit scary!