"It's really my brother's voice!"
"It's really Brother Jiuzhou!"
The young man, who was chained by four fine steel chains, suddenly choked up like a child.
"Haha, brother Wushuang, your fat brother, I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Fatty Cao said happily while putting away the recording pen.
"Tell me, where is my Jiuzhou brother now?" Nangong Wushuang suddenly raised his head and looked excitedly at Fatty Cao in front of him and asked.
"Didn't I already tell you that if you follow me to Nanling Palace's house, you can meet the king!"
"It's just that you are now suppressed at the bottom of the Sword Prison, and your hands and feet are chained with fine steel chains by your ancestors. What should we do?"
Fatty Cao muttered while looking down at the young man in white whose hands and feet were bound by fine steel chains.
Nangong Wushuang sneered.
"Just four chains, do you think you can really lock me?"
As soon as he said it.
An invisible vast sword energy suddenly burst out from his body.
This sword energy is like a dragon. As soon as it appears, all the sword energy in the entire sword prison is suppressed!
It seems that he is the king of swords.
As the vast sword energy rolled, click, click!
Nangong Wushuang was shaken all over, and the four arm-thick stainless steel chains that tied his hands and feet broke in an instant!
"Fuck!"
"Brother Wushuang, your skills seem to have improved again?"
Seeing this scene, Fatty Cao couldn't help but his eyes gleamed.
"Your sister is indeed a little monster! This talent is almost as good as our king's!"
Let’s talk about the boy in white.
After breaking the four fine steel chains on his body, he raised his right hand towards the sword prison in front of him and said coldly: "Sword, come here!"
With a bang, a golden flying sword burst out of the ground.
The golden sword is three feet long, and the blade is wider than an ordinary sword.
The hilt of the sword is inlaid with bright luminous pearls. This sword is the number one sword of the Nangong family: the Wandering Dragon Sword, and it is also Nangong Wushuang's unique weapon.
After the flying dragon sword landed on Nangong Wushuang, the Chinese young man's momentum rose again!
It seems.
He and the golden sword in his hand were blended into one.
With the golden sword in hand, the boy in white flew into the sky and landed directly in front of Fatty Cao.
A shocking sword energy burst out from his body, and he said to Fatty Cao, "Let's go! I want to find my brother from Jiuzhou!"
Finished.
He will leave this place.
"Wait a minute! You need a hammer in a hurry!"
Fatty Cao grabbed the boy in white.
Nangong Wushuang turned his head sharply and said, "What? Is there anything else?"
"Of course!"
"The king ordered me to do this, so I must do it!" Fatty Cao said.
When Nangong Wushuang heard this, he immediately said: "Tell me quickly, what did brother Jiuzhou order?"
"The king asked me to investigate. Is there a cripple among the younger generation of your Nangong family? And this lame seems to be engaged to a rich daughter of the Nanling palace family?"
Fatty Cao told the situation.
"Cripple? Engagement?" When Nangong Wushuang heard this, a look of doubt appeared on his fair face.
"yes!"
"Your boy is the son of Qilin from the Nangong family, and he is quite familiar with your family. So, do you know who this cripple is?" Fatty Cao asked.
Nangong Wushuang frowned and thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of the identity of a lame person from the younger generation of the Nangong family.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know!" Nangong Wushuang said.
"I wipe it, don't you know?" Fatty Cao said depressedly.
"I really do not know!"
"But, since it was the order from Brother Jiuzhou, I will immediately find someone to ask!" Nangong Wushuang said.
When Fatty Cao heard this, he said: "That's pretty much it! Let's go, let's find someone to ask now!"
Nangong Wushuang didn't say anything more. He dodged his body and turned into a giant dragon, heading straight to the top of the Sword Prison.
Fatty Cao then followed closely.
After the two of them flew up to the Sword Prison, they saw the two men at the door who had been knocked unconscious by Fatty Cao before.
He glanced at the two people coldly.
Fatty Cao said, "How about asking them both first?"
Nangong Wushuang said "hmm".
Fatty Cao then raised his finger, and two rays of profound energy shot into the two fainting Nangong disciples. After a while, the two of them woke up.
"Hey, you guys are awake!"
When Fatty Cao saw the two of them awake, he smiled and said hello.
"Commander Cao Er, you have gone too far! How dare you sneak attack us?"
"you……"
Just when the two men were about to draw their swords, a cough came.
The two of them were startled, turned around and saw a figure in white standing to the side!
ah?
"Is it the little ancestor...?"
"Disciple pays homage to our little ancestor!"
After the two of them saw Nangong Wushuang's figure, they were so frightened that their legs softened and they knelt directly on the ground.
Nangong Wushuang glanced coldly at the two guard disciples and said nothing.
"Little ancestor, you... you... why are you out?"
A disciple asked Nangong Wushuang tremblingly.
"I want to come out? Who of you can stop me?" Nangong Wushuang said.
Gulu!
When these words came out, the two guard disciples almost choked to death!
yes!
As the son of Qilin from the Nangong family and a thousand-year swordsman, they want to stop him? Who can stop it?
"Now, I have something to ask you! You must answer me truthfully, do you understand?"
Nangong Wushuang suddenly spoke.
"Yes, please, little ancestor!" the two said.
"Let me ask you, do you know if there is a cripple among the younger generation of our Nangong family?" Nangong Wushuang said the exact words.
What?
"Cripple?"
After hearing this, the two disciples were stunned.
"good!"
"Do you know this lame man and he is engaged to a wealthy lady from the Nanling Palace family?" Fatty Cao added later.
After hearing this, the two disciples thought for a long time.
At this moment, the long-faced disciple suddenly slapped his forehead and said: "Could it be that the little ancestor is asking about the Nangong Ao from our branch of the Nangong family?"
"Nangong Ao?"
When Nangong Wushuang heard this name, he was obviously a little unfamiliar.
"Yes, little ancestor!"
"This Nangong Aonai is a branch of our Nangong family! Because he does not belong to the orthodox family of our Nangong family, my little ancestor is not very familiar with this person!"
"But I heard from people that this Nangong Ao does seem to be married to a martial arts family in the southwest. It is said that the martial arts family in the southwest looks pretty good!"
Hearing this, Fatty Cao was the first to say: "Then it seems like it should be!"
"Let me ask you again, how is this Nangong Aoren?"
Fatty Cao continued to ask.
The long-faced guard replied: "It is said that this person's character is not very good! He often relies on his status as a member of the Nangong family to make friends with cats, dogs, and people outside! But because they are branches of our Nangong family, We’re not very familiar with the specifics of this person!”
After hearing this, Fatty Cao muttered: "It turns out it's just a branch of your Nangong family, trash!"
"Okay, if you need to ask anything, we've finished asking, and it's time for us to go!"
After Fatty Cao finished speaking, he was about to leave with Nangong Wushuang.
"Um? Commander Cao Er, where are you taking our little ancestor?" Two disciples asked in confusion.
Fatty Cao chuckled: "Don't worry about it!"
After saying that, Fatty Cao's ball-like figure flashed and ran straight down the mountain!
As for Nangong Wushuang, he rose up from the ground, his figure passed by a sudden wave, and disappeared in the sword prison in the blink of an eye.
"It's over!"
"The little ancestor escaped from the sword prison!"
"Quick, quick, notify the ancestors!"
The two disciples immediately panicked after seeing Fatty Cao really taking Nangong Wushuang away.
