Chapter 951

When Nanmen Maple's hair was possessed by soul blood in the cemetery, for some reason, it turned white and grew a lot, just like a girl. Boys, after taking a bath, just wipe their hair twice. Nanmenfeng still keeps this habit on earth, so he doesn't care.

The messy hair of Nanmen maple is completely incompatible with the image of Nanmen Maple at the moment. John went directly behind Nanmen Feng and said to Nanmen Feng, "squat down and I'll cut your hair."

John took out a wooden comb and pondered it on Nanmen Maple's hair. Nanmen Maple was very cooperative and motionless. John let him tidy his hair.

John combed Nanmen maple in a popular square bun. The so-called square bun actually just stood his hair up. It took John three or four minutes to finally tidy up Nanmen Feng's hair.

Turning around, John looked at his work, but when he looked at Nanmen Maple again for the first time, John opened his mouth in surprise.

"Is this still a person?" John said incredulously.

Now standing in front of him is a handsome man. He is incomparably handsome. His face is carved with distinct facial features. His angular face is very handsome. The appearance looks like debauchery, but the light inadvertently revealed in the eyes makes people dare not underestimate it.

This is far from the dirty and ugly appearance we met for the first time. Some of John couldn't believe that such a handsome man would turn into a beggar.

Nanmen Feng asked curiously, "what's the matter, brother John?" John reacted after hearing Nanmen Feng's words and hurriedly said, "Nanmen Feng little brother, I just didn't expect that you were so handsome!"

Nanmen Feng smiled at John and said, "brother John, don't tease me. I don't know what I look like. You don't have to lie to comfort me!"

"Ha ha, OK! Modesty is also a good attitude." John really wants to make complaints about the South Gate maple. If you are not handsome, what is handsome?

Nanmen Feng wondered why John said so about his appearance. Is there anything on his face? Curious Nanmen Feng took out a broken knife from behind. The broken knife is very smooth and flat, and the light can be clearly emitted on it. When used as a mirror, it's very good.

When Nanmen Feng saw the figure in the broken knife, the first sentence was "handsome boy, who are you?" but the next second, Nanmen Feng seemed to think of something and lost his knife in surprise.

Nanmen Feng couldn't believe that the man reflected by the broken knife would be himself. In order to determine whether he was dreaming, Nanmen Feng picked up the knife again and looked at the image in the broken knife.

At this moment, Nanmen Feng was scared a little at a loss. Is this really himself? Nanmen Feng pinched his face curiously, "it hurts, not dreaming." now Nanmen Feng really believed that his appearance had changed.

The appearance change of Nanmen maple is actually due to the joint action of this month's cultivation and Tianao's blood essence. A month of hell practice is equivalent to an effective fitness exercise, and Tianao's blood essence expels the impurities in Nanmen maple.

Impurities are discharged, and the skin is naturally good. Coupled with the effect of training and fitness, it is difficult to dress up again.

"Er...!" at this time, John seemed to see a fool, but it was hard to say anything. He could only silently look at Nanmen Feng's flower madness. But before long, nanmenfeng's infatuation was spared.

Soul blood took Tianao and walked behind Nanmen Feng. Nanmen Feng was still laughing. Soul blood couldn't see it anymore. His apprentice was too ashamed to look like this. He directly called Tianao and put a palm fan on Nanmen Feng's head.

With a "plop", Nanmen Maple's face fell straight to the ground. "Shit, who dares to beat me?" Nanmen Feng was very angry. He supported his body with both hands and turned to look behind him. As a result, he looked at pengxue and Tianao angrily and smiled at Nanmen Feng.

A ghost and a dog shook their fists very tacitly, and the fists immediately made a "click click" sound. "Whose grandpa did you just say?" Tian AO and soul blood asked fiercely. As long as nanmenfeng answers the wrong word, the next thing can be known without imagination.

"Ah! Shifu... Shifu, i... I don't mean that. Listen to my explanation!" soul blood and Tianao don't listen to Nanmen Feng's explanation. One word is beating.

"Ah! Don't hit the face! Don't hit the face!" upon hearing this, soul blood and Tianao beat Nanmen Feng on the face. As a result, Nanmen Feng was beaten black and blue. It is estimated that even Nanmen Feng's mother doesn't know who it is.

John has always been curious about why Tianao is with Nanmen maple. According to the truth, Nanmen Maple's cultivation is not high. Tianao can't be Nanmen Maple's contract beast at all, because John knows that most powerful Warcraft don't look at people weaker than himself. Not to mention the custom contract with Nanmen Feng.

Now, John finally understood why Tianao would follow Nanmen Feng. Ganqing turned out to be a teacher apprentice relationship. John never thought that, in fact, the master of nanmenfeng was not Tianao, but soul blood, but soul blood. John couldn't see, so there was such a misunderstanding.

"John, sir, the battlefield has been cleaned!" a voice interrupted John's thinking and turned to see that it was John's own man.

Hearing the voice of John's men, soul blood and Tianao also stopped at this time to beat Nanmen Feng's hands and feet, while Nanmen Feng slowly sat up with his hands beyond recognition. On the one hand, he kept stroking his wound to reduce the pain. On the other hand, he silently cursed soul blood and Tianao, the dog slaves.

John took a flaming torch in his hand, looked at John and handed it to John. John slowly took the torch, silently turned and looked at a broad place.

There were a lot of corpses in that vast place, and the corpses were placed neatly in a square. There are the bodies of John's own men and the bodies of Al's men. These are the bodies of their compatriots. John couldn't bear to let them die in the wild, but it took time to dig a pit and bury them, so he had to cremate them in the end.

John looked at the corpses all over the ground and felt a lot of emotion. These are because of the victims of the war. The war keeps going all day. Such meaningless sacrifices will still exist. Only by completely defeating the demon clan can we end this meaningless war. At this time, John's heart confirmed that his heart had a great responsibility.

The torch was thrown gently, because there were special burning substances scattered on the body, and the fire covered the body in an instant. I don't know whether it was because of the special burning substances or because of the big fire. The body burned for more than ten minutes and then burned to ashes. The fire also began to decrease gradually at this time until it was finally extinguished.

A breeze blew, and the ashes on the ground floated in the air bit by bit with the wind. Looking at all this, John silently turned around and walked towards the carriage.

"Then let's get ready to go!" John said to his men, sitting in the carriage. "Yes!" John's men are few, just right? A man drives a carriage.

"Little brother Nanmen Feng, please find a carriage! We're ready to go!" John reminded Nanmen Feng.

"OK, brother John!" Nanmen Feng thanked John. He was about to walk towards a carriage, but he was held by Tianao. Tianao said to John, "you go first, we'll break behind you."

Nanmen Maple had a bad feeling and ran desperately towards the carriage, but Tianao held it down. As a result, Nanmen Maple could only slip in place.

John saw that Tianao said so. It was not good to continue to say anything. He took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and threw it in the direction of Nanmen maple. Seeing this, Nanmen Feng hurriedly caught it. Then John said, "this is a good golden sore medicine. It should be no problem to treat the injury on your face!" when Nanmen Feng heard it, he was glad to say "thank you, brother John!" to John, so he put the golden sore medicine away.

As soon as John whipped and pulled the reins, he drove the carriage slowly forward. The carriage behind followed John slowly.

"Ha ha Da! Master, what do you want to do?" Nanmen Feng watched the carriages drive one by one to his front until the last one. At this time, Nanmen Feng looked at the soul blood around him with a bitter smile.

Just now, it was soul blood who told Tianao to hold Nanmen maple and not let Nanmen Maple go. Soul blood said with a smile, "what do you want? Of course, continue to practice!"

"Hmm!? master, you're not kidding! I've just escaped death and haven't had a rest. You ask me to practice." Nanmen Feng said bitterly.

No matter what happened to Nanmen maple, soul blood said to Nanmen maple, "you have absorbed Tianao's essence blood. Now is a good time for cultivation. You can't waste it!"

"Master, can you not!"

"No!"

"Why?"

"No why!"

"Er... OK! Master, I'm practicing. Can you call erha to remove the knife from my neck!" Nanmen Feng carefully pointed to the broken knife on his neck.

Soul blood snapped his fingers, and Tian Ao immediately took the knife back. Soul blood patted Nanmen Feng on the shoulder and said, "apprentice! I really didn't read you wrong. Well, let's continue our cultivation!"

Hehe, Nanmen Feng looked helpless. If you hadn't told Tianao to clamp the knife around my neck, would I be obedient? If I couldn't beat you two old monsters, would I be obedient? All this is forced and helpless!

No way, nanmenfeng had to be obedient. First, he wiped his face with golden sore medicine to treat the scars beaten by soul blood and Tianao. Once the golden sore medicine was rubbed on his face, Nanmen Maple immediately felt a faint and cool feeling, very comfortable. This is the effect of golden sore medicine.

Then Nanmen Maple went to the tree that he had left aside, picked up the rope and tied it to himself again. As soon as he tried hard, Nanmen Maple pulled up the tree and left. And Tian AO and soul blood sat on the tree again and lay down leisurely.

Tianao lies on the tree trunk, and soul blood leans Tianao's pillow against it. With a gentle wave of soul blood's hand, he took out his little yellow book. Then he said to the South Gate maple, "run the magic formula while walking!" after that, he opened the book and looked at it for himself.