His neck was stiff and he was about to turn around, but he suddenly woke up.

Almost subconsciously drew the sword.

"Clam!"

Halfway through the sword, Chen Wuwo suddenly felt something pressing on his elbow and couldn't use his strength outside.

So the sword couldn't be pulled out.

"The sword is good."

The other party laughed, and Chen Wuwo felt a pain in his wrist and his sword disappeared.

He was stunned for a moment, and the man had already arrived.

Seeing this person clearly, Chen Wuwo was about to run away immediately.

"Buzz~"

The sound of the sword sounded in his ears, and he watched the other party pull out his sword and put it on his shoulder.

If you move a few inches a little, the sword will have to be slashed along his neck, leaving a beautiful blood mark at that time.

"Nanya Zhenren, what does this mean?" Chen Wuwo's ​​eyes twitched, keeping calm.

This question is undoubtedly nonsense.

In the wilderness, there is no third person except Nan Cliff and him.

If Nanya kills him, he will be killed. Who knows?

Nanjia, which has been guarding this place, thought that at least it would have to wait until the day before the three of them emerged.

Then they will be forced to fight for a big battle and finally be forced to death by their heads on their backs to get some information.

Unexpectedly, Chen Wuwo ran out so recklessly.

"Where are you going?" Nanya asked with a smile.

If it weren't for the sword in his hand, he would definitely believe that the other party really wanted to chat with him.

"I'll just go around."

"Haha." Nanya shook the hilt of the sword, and the blade knocked on his shoulder twice: "Don't be tempted, you know what I'm asking."

Chen Wuwo spread his hands and said, "If you ask me, you must say it? If you have the ability, you will kill me. If I die, you don't want to know."

"Lao Pang and the others have already run away. As long as they leave Dajiu Lake, no one can know."

Nanya smiled and said, "Tell me, I will not hurt you if the sword is returned to you."

Chen Wuwo said, "Sorry, I don't know."

"Don't say it?"

"I said it, I don't know."

Chen Wuwo looked indifferent.

In fact, he really didn't know.

But with this tone and this environment, Nanya didn't believe him at all.

This is what he wants.

He didn't believe that Nanya could let him go.

Rather than doing this, it would be better to drag him down, at least your life can be saved.

"If I don't cooperate, I will have to take you away."

Nanya said: "You think clearly, should you tell me now and give you freedom. Or should I take you away and wait for when you say it, I will kill you."

He said without any concealment.

Chen Wuwo pretended to be silent and pretended to be thinking.

Actually, I was so nervous.

This old thing is really bad.

He didn't expect Nanya to hide in the dark and suddenly emerge.

Anyone here dares not be so direct.

Pang Songquan, your uncle, I am almost dying because of you!

"What a coincidence, Nanya real person is here too."

Suddenly, an extremely familiar voice sounded behind him.

Chen Wuwo looked at him in confusion, and then showed an incredible look.

"Chen Xuanyang?" Chen Wuwo was ecstatic and immediately became depressed.

So what about Chen Xuanyang?

It's still useless when he comes.

Can't beat Nanzai.

However……

"Xuanyang." Nanya's expression was particularly wonderful.

First, panic, then surprised, then gloomy.

Even, I was a little unwilling and angry.

He really wanted to ask, why do you always appear whenever I do anything?

"The sword in your hand is Lao Chen's?"

Chen Yang smiled and took out the order flag and shook it casually: "How does the real person think of this order flag?"

Nanya's mouth twitched.

Chen Yang pulled out the bone sword and shook it: "What do real people think of this sword?"

Nanya's mouth continued to twitch.

Chen Yang freed his right hand, pinched a hand gesture, pretending to point at Tianyi: "Thunder..."

Before he could say a complete sentence, Nanya jumped back almost reflexively, jumping four or five meters away, looking at his right hand with fear.

"I just want to show the palm thunder I have practiced recently. What's wrong with the real person?"

Chen Yang said with concern: "Does the real person's legs and feet cramp?"

Nanya: "…"

"Haha, haha."

After all, Nanya was Nanya. She quickly calmed down, put down the sword in her hand, and handed it to Chen Wuwo: "Myster Chen's sword is really good, it must be a magic weapon, right?"

Chen Wuwo didn't understand why, looking at the sword in front of him, he didn't know whether he should answer it.

"Old Chen, hurry up and hold the sword. How heavy is the sword? Don't let the real person Nanya carry it. How tired."

"Ah? Oh."

Chen Wuwo took his sword back in a daze, and he was still a little confused when he got it.

What's wrong with this?

He looked at Nanya in confusion. Isn’t this old guy going to kill him?

"Does the real person want to go down with me?" Chen Yang asked.

"Then let's go down together."

Nanya's mind is very complicated at this moment.

Now is undoubtedly a good opportunity.

He was sure that Chen Yang was not as good as himself.

However, Yu Chengzi died at his hands.

He didn't know how Yu Chengzi died because he was not there that day.

This means that Chen Yang must have some trump cards that he has not used.

If you take action rashly, you will be able to kill or not, which is unknown.

If he really has a trump card, once he takes action, he will probably die today.

He knew very well that as much as he wanted to kill Chen Yang, Chen Yang would want to kill him.

The three of them walked down the mountain.

Chen Wuwo felt the atmosphere was very strange.

He slowed down and lagged more than ten meters behind Chen Yang.
To be continued...