The room was freezing, the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.
Huangfu Changsheng, who originally came to express his gratitude, suddenly took action, catching both Nie Tian and Qi Jue Sword Lord by surprise.
Qijue Sword Lord was worried about Nie Tian's safety and did not dare to take action. He could only stare at Huangfu Changsheng, fearing that the latter would kill Nie Tian if he acted impulsively.
"Aunt, stop it, what are you doing? Nie Tian saved your life, why are you hurting him?" On the side, Huangfu Hong reacted and shouted loudly, with sweat beads on his forehead in worry.
At this time, the cold air around Huangfu Changsheng's body weakened slightly, and the cold air on Nie Tian's head dissipated. He could speak, but his limbs were still frozen and unable to move.
"Lord, what do you mean?" Nie Tian looked at Huangfu Changsheng and asked coldly.
He felt that Huangfu Changsheng had no intention of killing him, otherwise he would have been a corpse from the blow just now.
"Nie Tian, let me ask you a few questions. As long as you answer me truthfully, I will not hurt you." Huangfu Changsheng spoke solemnly, his eyes filled with coldness.
Nie Tian nodded and waited for Huangfu Changsheng's question.
He couldn't figure out what question the latter wanted to ask and had to use this method.
"Nie Tian, what is the relationship between you and the Ghost King?" Huangfu Changsheng asked coldly, asking the first question.
"It doesn't matter." Nie Tian replied calmly with a calm face.
"Huh?" Huangfu Changsheng was stunned for a moment, but she couldn't see any panic in Nie Tian's eyes, so she could only continue to ask: "Since it doesn't matter, why did the Ghost King save me? And why did he give Wan Mu's spiritual heart to me? you?"
Nie Tian frowned and said directly: "Because the Ghost King has something to ask me for."
"Hmph!" Huangfu Changsheng sneered and said with great disdain: "The majestic King of Ghosts, for what reason would you ask a late-stage warrior of the Supreme God?"
Nie Tian felt Huangfu Changsheng's contempt, and was immediately unhappy. He said coldly: "Master, what I told you is the truth. Believe it or not."
"Huh?" Huangfu Chengsheng's face darkened again, and he stared at Nie Tian with burning eyes, trying to find a trace of falsehood in the latter's eyes.
But what disappointed her was that Nie Tian was very calm, not at all panicked, and not even a little bit hypocritical.
What Nie Tian said at this time was indeed true.
It was indeed the Ghost King who was begging him about the gate to the Holy World.
"Auntie, what Nie Tian said is true. Let him go quickly." At this time, Huangfu Hong screamed again, very anxious.
Huangfu Changsheng ignored him, stared at Nie Tian, and said, "Last question, why is there an aura in your body that is so close to the power used by the Ghost King?"
"Huh?" Nie Tian frowned, looking a little surprised.
He didn't expect that Huangfu Changsheng would notice that the aura of his divine and demonic Yuan Fei was somewhat similar to the power of extreme demons.
The next moment, Nie Tian calmed down and said, "Sir, I can't answer your question because I don't know why."
Huangfu Changsheng's pretty face sank again and again, and his eyes were as cold as ice, staring at Nie Tian.
Nie Tian did not shy away, but looked straight at Huangfu Changsheng.
After more than ten seconds, Huangfu Changsheng's expression finally softened, and the coldness in his body disappeared.
Nie Tian recovered and let out a long sigh of relief.
Huangfu Changsheng was so domineering, even the way he asked people was so forceful.
No wonder she's not married yet at such an old age.
"Brother Nie, are you okay?" Seeing Huangfu Changsheng finally let go of Nie Tian, Huangfu Hong quickly stepped forward and asked nervously.
"I'm fine." Nie Tian smiled lightly, looked at Huangfu Changsheng calmly, and said, "The host just made a joke on me, that's all."
Huangfu Changsheng knew that Nie Tian was stepping down for him, but he didn't shy away from anything. He said directly: "Hong'er is pure and kind by nature. He doesn't have a city. I don't want him to be taken advantage of. I was reckless in what happened just now. Please don't Sorry."
"Your Majesty, your words are serious." Nie Tian smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, you didn't mean to hurt me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to stand here intact."
"You are good at talking." Huangfu Changsheng said bluntly, and then he bowed slightly and said solemnly: "Thank you for your life-saving grace. I, Huangfu Changsheng, will never owe anyone anything, and I will return this favor to you." .”
"Your Majesty, you are so polite. You have repaid this favor a long time ago." Nie Tian found that talking to Huangfu Changsheng was really tiring, but he still said with a smile: "Before, the Host saved a man from the hands of Ancestor Wanying. Girl, I haven’t thanked the host yet.”
"No need to thank you." Huangfu Changsheng said with an indifferent expression: "I killed Ancestor Wanying because he deserved to be killed, not to save people, and not to thank you."
"..." Nie Tian looked embarrassed and couldn't talk to Huangfu Changsheng anymore.
"You crazy woman, you are simply a lunatic." At this time, the Qijue Sword Lord on the side endured for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Do you know that you almost killed me just now!"
"It's just the right time for you to die." Huangfu Changsheng turned around suddenly, looked at Qi Jue Sword Lord coldly, and said word for word: "You guys in the Thirteen Corpse Ghost Coffins deserve to die!"
Qi Jue Sword Lord felt the chill on Huangfu Changsheng's body, his face froze, and he did not dare to speak for a moment.
"Hong'er, I haven't fully recovered from my injury, so I'm leaving first." Then, Huangfu Changsheng stopped paying attention to Qijue Sword Lord, said something to Huangfu Hong, and then turned around and left.
Huangfu Hong watched Huangfu Changsheng leave, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief, and quickly apologized to Nie Tian: "Brother Nie, I'm really sorry. My aunt is actually quite good, but she is a bit too strong."
"It's okay." Nie Tian waved his hand and smiled bitterly.
Huangfuhong suffered a lot from having such a strong and domineering aunt.
"This woman is very energetic and spicy, and I like it. If you marry her, your future life will be colorful. It's exciting to think about it." At this time, Qijue Sword Master was watching Huangfu Changsheng leave. In the direction, a pair of narrowed eyes released a fiery light, and he said like a nymphomaniac.
"..." Nie Tian looked at Qijue Sword Lord with a speechless expression.
Qijuejianjun also said before that his orientation was normal.
Looking at it this way, it is indeed normal, but the general direction is correct, and the small direction seems to be a little different from ordinary people.
"Asshole, what did you say!" Huangfu Hong looked at Qi Jue Sword Lord and roared, very angry.
"Young man, why are you so angry? You should be more polite to your future uncle." Lord Qijue Sword smiled and said shamelessly.
"You..." Huangfu Hong's face turned red with anger. If he was strong enough, he would have wanted to go up and kill Qijue Sword Master.
"Forget it, don't be the same as him." Nie Tian quickly stopped Huangfu Hong and advised him.
Qijue Sword Master chuckled and wanted to say something else.
"Bang!" But at this moment, a violent muffled sound came from outside, as if two huge momentums were colliding together.
"Huh?" Qi Jue Sword Master's eyes focused, and he felt the sword intent surging in the void. His expression changed and he exclaimed: "There is a big shot!"
After saying that, he moved and rushed out.
Nie Tian was speechless. Didn't he promise to protect him at all times?
Then, Nie Tian and Huangfu Hong also rushed out.
The two of them followed Qi Jue Sword Lord, rushed out of the restaurant, and jumped into the air.
At this time, high in the sky, two figures stood there, like two giant swords that reached the sky, facing each other powerfully.
"Lord Sword Master!" Nie Tian looked at one of the figures and immediately recognized that it was Lingyun Sword Master Yan Lingyun.
The other figure in black is also a peerless swordsman, and the sword intent around him is not weaker than Yan Lingyun.
"Selfless Sword Demon!" On the side, Lord Qijue Sword looked at the swordsman in black and spoke with a look of shock on his face.
The swordsman in black is the same swordsman as Lingyun Sword Master, the Selfless Sword Demon!
The Saint of Swords and the Demon of Swords face off!
