This broken mirror is big and round

Chapter 87

Everyone had complex expressions and kept their eyes fixed. When they saw Yan Ning and Qin Banditfeng, they showed their weapons one after another.It seems to be emphasizing - we are not a send-off team, and we don't know what evildoer we are carrying, but we are indeed here to beat you.

This evildoer is the main force to beat you.

And Nie Xuan naturally didn't care what everyone thought of him, so he fell on his side and changed into a comfortable posture, propping his chin with one hand, looking forward, and carefully looked at the place where he died 12 years ago.

It hasn't been long since he recovered his memory, so apart from the ten years of Wuxintai life left in his mind, and the two years of lying in the corpse with almost no consciousness, the battle of Zhanyuepo actually seems to have happened yesterday.

Even though he was too lazy to hate, the pain was still there.

After a moment of distraction, Nie Zhen only felt his shoulders sink, and turned his head to find that He Jiangyin behind him put his hand on it and pressed it weakly.

He Jiangyin only looked at him for a short while, and a few traces of concern flashed across his eyes.

Nie Xuan stared at his hand, his lips moved, and he almost blurted out - don't touch me.

When you touch me at this time, I thought you were going to pick my eyeballs again.

"..." He Jiangyin should have understood Nie Xuan's vigilant gaze, paused for a moment, and finally let it go again.

The subtle interaction between the two did not attract the attention of the high-spirited factions, but it fell into the eyes of the opposite two without any omission.

Thus, one pot bottom became two pot bottoms.

In order to avoid an inexplicably awkward atmosphere with He Jiangyin, Nie Xuan suddenly soared into the air, stood imposingly on the top of the sedan chair, spread his legs, and shouted at the bottom of the two pots with a loud voice.

"He Yunshang! You little winter melon has no ghost eyes now! How dare you do evil! Who gave you the guts! Is it the big fool around you?"

Yan Ning strode forward angrily when he heard Nie Xuan's "short winter melon", and was about to speak when a gust of wind blew in his face. He hurriedly touched the blindfold on his left eye, obviously worried that it would blow off, but he Mom just put on and help——

"Be careful! His ghost eyes may still be there!"

Unexpectedly, an exclamation sounded from the crowd, and a long sword flew towards Yan Ning from behind, almost touching Nie Xuan's body.

It turned out that a young disciple from an unknown faction mistakenly thought that Yan Ning was going to take off the blindfold and open the big hanger. He shot in a panic and didn't stab Yan Ning. One of the coats was torn.

Everyone looked over in cold sweat, and what they saw was Nie Xuan, who was standing high above... under his robe, his face was red and his ears were red, and his dog's head was drooping.

"His ghost eyes are on that lackey, there is nothing to be afraid of now, why are you so nervous!" The master who only listened to the little disciple scolded.

Qin Pifeng couldn't bear it anymore.

Suddenly a gust of strong wind mixed with rapid cold light hit, Nie Zhen's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously blocked it with his palm, but he didn't expect that the comer only swayed, and then disappeared suddenly.And just when Nie Xuan was hesitant to search, another cold light suddenly swept across from under his feet, which frightened him so that why the thing wanted to cut his own chicken, and turned around to fly away. As soon as his wrist was raised, he received a icy cold blow, although he didn't feel much pain, but it also swept him off the sedan chair in an instant.

Nie Xuan was lying on the ground in a whirl, his heart was beating faintly, and his eyes followed the two cold lights that were too fast to see clearly, until they slowed down and returned steadily to a pair of powerful palms, showing the very familiar square square .

It really was—Jinglan.

Qin Bandit Feng Zong lost Ziwei's heart, but since he regained his memory, this double mace is still amazing.

Seeing Qin Banditfeng, Nie Xuan looked down at himself gloomyly, and said, "Qin Banditfeng, please enlighten me."

"..."

Nie Xuan was stunned.

Damn...Qin Bandit, what's your brain?How can I make an appointment with the main force as soon as I come up!Wouldn't it be good for me to send you a few heads first?

not good.

These two words were clearly written on Qin Pifeng's face.

"Xiao Daoist!" At this time, an elder from a certain faction behind thought that Nie Yi was hesitant because of his friendship with Qin Banditfeng before, and shouted urgently, "He will return to He Yunshang now, and he will definitely not show mercy to you, Xiao Dao Don't be soft-hearted!"

Soon someone added: "He was crazy before, and his mouth was full of rhetoric, which can't be counted!"

"Prince Xiaodao!" The little disciple who almost sent Nie Xuan's robe flying with his sword also opened his mouth again, stammering, "Don't be sad, chief Xiaodao, except for this pair of scum in the world, in the future... Don't dislike it, I can also become a Taoist partner with you!"

"..."

After the little disciple finished speaking, there was a moment of silence on the court, and then there were several screams, probably being taught by the master again.

Nie Xuan looked at Qin Pifeng with a smile, and wanted to say with a fresh face, look, the people who were going to kill me are all in love with me now, and I am not old and ugly.

Seeing Qin Banditfeng's palms move suddenly, Nie Xuan's eyes blurred, and before he had time to think, he quickly rolled on the spot first.

But still only dodged the first mace shadow, Nie Xuan arched his body and wanted to get up, and as soon as his butt was hot, he was hit by the second mace shadow.

Although the square mace body was bladeless, it was also heavy, and fell to the ground when it was "slapped" by him.

He was so angry that he turned around, picked up the little disciple's sword just now and swung it towards Qin Guifeng, with a "clang", but was blocked by Qin Guifeng's two maces again, Qin Guifeng exerted a little force, and the sword fell It was stretched into two pieces like a piece of paper.

Before Nie Xuan could recover from the power of the double mace, he suddenly stretched his waist, and his loose belt was tightened again.

While bowing his head, the open neckline has also been retracted, and it is flat and flat in front of his body.

"..."

Seeing Qin Gangfeng's slightly relaxed expression, Nie Xuan suddenly turned over with a thought, slipping out of Qin Gangfeng's imprisoned arms like a loach.

Nie Xuan almost stopped making moves, but deliberately moved and forced each other with legs and feet.

From Qin Pifeng's angle, he could only see the bright red robe flicking back and forth, and his two white thighs were long and agile, touching the tip of his nose several times, and drifting past the familiar fragrance.

In particular, seeing his increasingly bored expression, Nie Xuan chuckled from time to time, and was blown into Qin Banditfeng's ears carefully by the wind.

He couldn't hold both maces anymore.

If it goes on like this, there will be no way to act.

So just as Nie Xuan jumped up and swept his leg across in front of Qin Banditfeng, Qin Banditfeng finally swung his palm several times, and the tip of the mace suddenly clicked, making Nie Xuan's knees suddenly soft, and he was about to withdraw his legs. But the back waist was pushed forward by another mace handle.

Inertia drove him to slam it headfirst, but Qin Banditfeng dodges, and he pouted.

Another hit on the butt.

And Qin Pifeng was obviously disturbed by him, and this time he didn't control the strength well. With one mace, he hit the place where the horse's back had worn out before, and it was hot again.

Nie Xuan was wronged.

I was afraid of hurting you, so I didn't use my true energy!

But you—you—

Why domestic violence? ? ?

It's a shame that I took all the trouble to get back those two broken sticks for you, just to make you beat me up! ! !