Death Sutra - Chapter 1190

Chu Nanping’s parents died early, and he did not leave any impression in his mind. His brother, Yang Yangjun, brought him into the proud building and said to him: “Here, everyone is Peng Xianren, everyone shares a life, so The proud building will never die.”

Regrettably, Chu Yangjun himself was not fully integrated into the group. The co-cultivator quits halfway. He can only retain his real name and become the sword in the hands of Peng Xianren, not the ontology. Chu Nanping has not even reached this step. He It’s just a cane of Peng Xianren.

After the disappointment of the building, the first screen can’t help but think about a question: How many pennies are left in the body? Will one day be proud that the building will be resurrected and continue to die?

He did not reveal his doubts to anyone, even he himself understood how ridiculous this idea was.

The swordsman named Luo Shaoqing couldn’t wait to make a move. He was still very young. Just twenty years old, he had the same energetic energy as Nie Zeng. He held a long sword in his hand and stabbed without fear, as if he had to die.

Luo Jiazhuang lived on Luo Shaoqing. His self-confidence came not only from his own swordsmanship, but more importantly from the famous Hedong Luojiazhuang, the reputation of several generations of swordsmen.

Chu Nanping also recruited, he gave up the ruthless swordsmanship for several years, but he wants to use it again. From the moment he opened his eyes this morning, his heart is filled with a **, want to try ruthless The sword method, like the dying old man, misses the flexibility of climbing trees when he is young.

Another swordsman, Luo Qijian, is preparing to jump on the roof. Nie Zeng jumped down. He recognized these people. At the Huaixi Pavilion in Beijing, Luo Jiajian had been lurking all night, trying to contain Gu Shenwei, their martial arts. Very alert and alert. Nie Zeng can only wait and see, and today he is too close.

Nie Zeng’s hands were naturally drooping, and there was no narrow knife at the waist. Apart from Luo Qijian, no one paid attention to him. Luo Pingying did not even turn his head. His eyes have been staring at the south screen.

In Nie Zeng’s impression, Chu Nan Screen is much more powerful than himself. Therefore, he is not worried. Luo Shaoqing apparently debuted. The sword is fierce, but he lacks the experience of random strain. The first sword is too aggressive. Under normal circumstances, it is not The opponent of the first south screen.

The counterattack of the first screen is normal. This is a sword with a precise calculation. After the system is made, the surface is plain and unremarkable, but it will force the opponent to withdraw the sword and protect himself. If Luo Shaoqing is smart, he can only do so. The gap between the two swords is not much. What he lacks is instant judgment.

Luo Shaoqing showed his hesitation in an instant.

In the heart of the battle, Luo Pingying sighed in the heart, and Luo Shaoqing was not qualified to come out to the rivers and lakes. The Luo family lost a lot in the capital and could only let some immature swordsmen debut in advance.

The choice after Luo Shaoqing hesitated was beyond everyone’s expectations. He didn’t protect himself, he even had to bite his teeth, and he really wanted to “go with the opponent.” The three words of Luojiazhuang were too significant for him, even more important than life.

Several other Locke swordsmen straightened their waists at the same time, and even Luo Pingjian’s attention shifted from Nie Zeng. I feel sorry for the children.

In the middle, Nie Zengmo read.

Chu Nan screen did not hesitate, which made his advantage in speed more obvious, enough for him to stab the enemy and then retreat.

He stabbed, but did not retreat. An unexpected panic suddenly emerged. Just like the old man who tried to revisit the tree climbing, Chunan Screen suddenly found that his ruthless sword was plausible, and his face was so ugly that he could not look directly.

He stabbed his opponent, but this has no meaning.

Luo Shaoqing did not panic and had no thoughts. His hesitation was over. In the blink of an eye, he also stabbed him, stabbed deeper, and stepped back in time. His footsteps blew and his chest oozing blood, but he did not fall down, the joy of victory. Supporting him with pride, he did not shame to Luojiazhuang.

However, when he practiced the sword, he was a little bit better in the actual combat. The sword injure in the south screen was located slightly above the heart. It was deep and not fatal.

Chu Nan screened his breath, and the panic disappeared inexplicably. It seemed to be a special mess to let him smash a sword, and then ran away happily.

The right hand is swaying with the sword, and the body of the south screen is swaying.

However, it was a matter between the other tricks. Other Luojia swordsmen suddenly felt that they had already seen Luo Shaoqing win, and cast a look of encouragement and appreciation to the newcomer. Only Luo Pingying was slightly dissatisfied and planned to educate in an appropriate manner afterwards. The young swordsman of the Locke.

Nie Zeng ran over and supported the South Screen.

Luo Pingying felt that it was necessary to explain the rules to the two Westerners. “You have already over-expressed Tie Ling, and you will not stop the road in the future. I hope that you can make a commitment.”

Chu Nan Ping coughed, and the voice became hoarse when he opened his mouth. “I haven’t died yet.”

Luo Pingying regarded this sentence as a provocation, so he made a look to Luo Qijian. He has already done what he has done. Hejiajiaojiajiao can follow some rules less than the general Jianghumen.

Luo Shaoqing hopes that he will end his enemy’s life, but the orders of his elders cannot be violated, and the injuries on his chest need to be dealt with as soon as possible.

Luo Qijian pulled out his long sword and slowly walked over, staring at the knife, which was the only obstacle in his eyes.

Nie Zeng left his hand on the south screen and pulled out the knife in his right hand. He didn’t understand why the South Screen was wrong, and it was not the time to ask the truth.

Hands-on is inevitable, but some words still have to be said, Luo Qijian stopped. “Your name is Nie Zeng, come from the North Court?”

Luo Jiazhuang came here this time and made a detailed investigation of Gu Shen’s people around him.

Nie Zeng nodded, “Well, you are Luo Qijian, who is called “10 Steps Swordsman.”

“Exactly.” Luo Qijian is a little bit proud. “Are you going to let it go?”

Nie Zeng did not answer, and the South Screen pushed him away. His strength was not small. “This is my competition.”

Nie Zeng knows that it will be defeated more than once in the beginning of the South Screen. However, in the training he has undergone, he has never rushed to compete for the competition. Of course, there is no known thing that he hopes to play, the performance of the first screen. Not like a killer at all, Nie Zeng thought for a moment, back three steps.

He is not used to making decisions for others.

Chu Nan screen took a deep breath, the blood flow on his chest was more, soaked in large pieces of clothes, he did not feel pain at all, just felt the body fluttering. The long sword in the hand is therefore a bit heavy.

Luo Qijian did not want to establish a reputation on a dying swordsman, so he pointed his sword at the ground and tried to avoid two or three moves before shooting.

This is also a rule.

Chunan Screen once again took a deep breath. He needed more strength to stabilize the sword in his hand. This tone has not yet spit out, and his sword is gone.

This person is coming too fast. Nie Zeng, who has been standing next to him, did not find it, and he could not help but be amazed.

Zihe real person holding the sword of the first Nanping in his hand, pushing people to Nie Zeng, said with a smile: “It’s a step late, I didn’t see Luo Jiajian, but it’s a pity.”

Luo Qijian’s face sank and reluctantly retreated to one side. Luo Pingying went forward: “The old gods have been retiring for more than a decade. After returning to the rivers and lakes, they seem to be particularly fond of nostalgia. You can see you everywhere.”

“Oh, it’s seen by you.” The real person is throwing the long sword on the ground in disgust. “Old, I don’t know how many years left to live, and I am naturally anxious to do things.”

“If you are in a hurry, you can’t break the rules. The first south screen challenged the door, hurting the Luo family, and still refused to retreat. Why did the old gods take his weapon and point him to the acupuncture point? Should he not be a disciple?”

“Hey, I don’t have such a handsome disciple. I came as a witness.”

“What do you witness?”

“Twenty days ago, Gu Shenwei pleaded with Xiao Wang through me. You Luo Jia and the princess got special features. They were not treated as counter-party executions. The time is not too long. I must remember you. As a witness at that time. Let me remind you that Luo Jia owes Gu Shen to a big man and owes me a little human feeling – don’t make a mistake, it is a small human feeling, not a ‘little man’ feeling – in short. Locke is still okay?”

Luo Pingying’s face began to become gloomy. Of course, he would not forget the scene at that time. Princess Huaping and Luo Jia had to rely on Gu Shenwei’s words to stay alive. This is an insult and hard to wash.

“The Locke will return, in our own way.”

“Consulting, it is better to return a little today: this contest has ended here, no one is going to pursue it, and Luo Jia is repaying my little human feelings, how?”

“Gu Shen is?”

“Hey, Locke can’t be too greedy, can count a little bit, Gu Shenwei’s big love, you have to find another way.”

Luo Pingying thought for a while and squeezed out two words from his teeth: “Do not send.”

Zihe really laughed and smiled. “This little swordsman is also injured. Do you need the medicine to be sent? Don’t, well, the golden medicine of Luojiazhuang is also a river…”

Nie Zeng helped the South Screen to leave the backyard, and to his surprise, the South China Screen did not even look at the sword on the ground, as if it did not care.

Just entering the front of the lobby, the first South screen fainted, Nie Zeng skillfully applied the dressing, and then the purple crane real people can not pick up the problem, “When the killer have to learn this?”

“Well, I am not a killer now.” Nie Zeng whispered.

Zihe real people did not ask, and went out to call Jinhu.

Jin Hu immediately went to the shopkeeper and used the carriage in the store to send the injured back to the city.

Gu Shenwei did not appear, and Nie Zeng’s most worried person was not him.

Tie Linglong was still unaware of it. When she saw the unconscious, the South Screen, she was completely stunned. She was too busy to help, and Nie Zeng took him to bed.

Zihe real person and Jinhu did not follow up, Nie Zeng tried to delay the time, after the arrangement of the South Screen, and turned to face Ling Ling.

“Why?” Tie Ling whispered, not asking about the process of injury, just asking why, as if faintly understood.

Nie Zeng thought all the way, still couldn’t find a suitable answer, but he didn’t know how to tell Tie Lingling. He felt that Chunan Screen was interested in seeking death. As for the reason, he wanted to break his head and could not find a clue. He would rather abandon everything. In exchange for the life of the beginning of the South Screen.

(Today is still a chapter. Thank you for your concern, the kitten has not been able to stick to it, it may be a cat licking, the attack is too fast, the morning is still alive and kicking, and it will not work in the evening. A memory, a few photos, it was at my feet When calling for help, it is probably to leave this thing.) (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!