"This time, our skills are inferior to others!"

Ning Zhenzhen bit her red lips tightly, trying not to scream. The powder was sprinkled on the wound, which made it hurt several times more than the previous stabbing.

"Which sword master did you meet?"

Fakong thought about whether there was any swordsman in Daqian martial arts who could injure two women like this. He was definitely not an unknown person.

Ning Zhenzhen said bitterly: "They are from the Golden Sword Sect. Each person has one sword, and his sword skills are weird."

"The two swords combined are impossible to guard against." Lian Xue shook her head gently: "This is the first time I encountered such a sword technique, but I underestimated the heroes of the world."

Ning Zhenzhen shook his head: "It's so weird! ... If it happens again, it will never be so embarrassing."

"How weird?"

Fakong recalled the memories of the six masters of the Golden Knife Sect.

The lives of the six of them were ordinary, and they did not leave a deep impression on him, much less than Gu Xinxian, Mo Qingyun, and Hui Wen.

"One is hard and the other is soft, one is fast and the other is slow, so you can't tell whether it is fast or slow, and you can't even find where the knife is."

Ning Zhenzhen frowned and said, suddenly snorted and said: "Be gentle!"

Fakong felt extremely painful this time, and she finally couldn't hold it back any longer.

Fakong continued to tear open the wound and apply medicine: "Are these two women?"

Ning Zhenzhen turned to look at him: "How do you know?"

"Guess." Fakong said.

The Liangyi Guiyuan Divine Sword and the Golden Sword Sect have always been shelved on the shelf, but they were mastered by a pair of sisters.

It was probably them that Ning Zhenzhen and Lian Xue met.

These two people always see the beginning but not the end of the dragon. Most of the time they are not at the Golden Sword Gate, and they don't know where they are.

The six of them thought they were not dispatched this time.

Because they don't listen to the sect's orders at all.

"They are twin sisters!" Lian Xue nodded gently: "They have similar looks, similar minds, and perfect cooperation."

Fakong said: "Junior brother, go to my room and get two monk robes."

"Yes." Faning jumped out of the pavilion, clicked on the lake, jumped into Fakong's house, and quickly brought back two monk robes.

These two monk robes were washed cleanly.

Ning Zhenzhen wrinkled her nose and sniffed it with a look of disgust. She found that the smell was fresh and not unpleasant, so she put it on her body, covering her back like mutton-fat white jade.

With the monk's robe draped around her, she looked petite and exquisite, becoming even more charming.

Fanning couldn't help but take a peek.

Fakong opened Lian Xue's wound and applied medicine.

Ning Zhenzhen leaned lazily on the table: "Senior brother, when will we be better?"

"Want to hurry up?"

"Those two women are not normal." Ning Zhenzhen looked at Lian Xue: "Isn't that right, uncle?"

Lian Xue frowned and endured the pain: "They are indeed unusual."

Fakong said: "You have a weird temper and act in extreme ways?"

This is the impression that the entire Golden Blade Sect disciples have on the pair of sisters, Tang Shu and Tang Li.

Once, a man was executed by them for being frivolous with them. The man's fellow sect wanted to avenge him, so they destroyed the entire sect.

The attack was ruthless and no one was left alive.

But there is no airtight wall in the world, and there are still a few people who know about Golden Knife Sect.

All of them have promised to remain tight-lipped.

...In the end, all the disciples of the Golden Knife Sect knew.

"Yes, it's very worrying." Lian Xue frowned and nodded lightly: "We have to catch them as soon as possible, otherwise, it will be a big disaster if they get into trouble..."

Ning Zhenzhen flipped her wrist proudly and spread her palms.

The palm of the hand is as white as jade, and the fingers are slender and round, holding a gold hairpin with complicated patterns.

A gold hairpin is adorned with a luminous pearl.

Fakong took a look and said, "What a good idea."

He guessed that it belonged to the two women and had been stolen by Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen closed her jade fingers one by one, and finally grasped the golden hairpin and sneered: "No matter how weird and unpredictable their movements are, they still can't escape from my grasp!"

"Senior sister is amazing!" Faning praised.

Lin Feiyang also nodded.

He was seriously injured and almost dead, but he still took the opportunity to steal the opponent's jewelry. It was really impressive.

"It's also my uncle who is covering for me." Ning Zhenzhen waved his hand: "They cooperate with each other tacitly, and my uncle and I are no less good."

Fakong kept his hands up and smiled.

"Why are you laughing?" Ning Zhenzhen squinted at him: "The two of them also received a slap from the Taiyin Palm, which was enough for them!"

"Both sides suffer?" Fakong said.

Ning Zhenzhen nodded proudly.

Fakong finally finished treating Lian Xue's wounds.

Faning sent the monk's robe over, and Lian Xue gently put it on and wrapped it around herself, making her look petite and exquisite.

Lin Feiyang was very eye-catching and had already brought a basin of water over.

Fakong washed his hands and cast the rejuvenation spell again.

He performed it twenty times in one go.

Curses are stacked on top of each other, and their powers are superimposed.

The two women felt itching from the wound.

The strands of muscles are rapidly lengthening, intertwining and connecting with each other, forming a dense network. There is me in you and you in me, blending with each other.

Half an hour later, the two women's faces were rosy.

Ning Zhenzhen held the golden hairpin and closed her bright eyes, but her face became more and more serious.

Fa Kong and Lian Xue looked at each other.

Not quite right.

"Can't find it!" Ning Zhenzhen opened her bright eyes.

His eyes were cold, shining like morning stars.

Under such eyes, Ning Zhenzhen seemed to be a different person, a little less lively and a little more fairy-like.

Like the moon palace fairy who doesn’t eat fireworks from the world.

He was clearly standing in front of me, but he seemed to be in the clouds.

Fan Ning said: "Senior sister, could it be that they are... gone? Their injuries should be serious, but they don't have senior brothers to help heal their injuries. Maybe..."

"That makes sense, that makes sense." Lin Feiyang nodded in agreement.

Ning Zhenzhen closed her bright eyes.

After a moment, he opened his eyes again: "They are still alive, but they can't be found! ... Weird!"

Lian Xue frowned: "This is troublesome..."

These two people are too dangerous. Once they cause trouble, the harm will be too great.

If someone is really killed because of this, their conscience will be uneasy.

Ning Zhenzhen closed her bright eyes again and didn't open them for a long time, her face turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Poof!" She suddenly spit out a blood arrow.

"Senior sister!" Faning looked at Fa Kong eagerly.

Fakong shook his head calmly: "The Taiyin Silent Light Technique is used too hard and consumes too much energy...don't force it too hard."

Ning Zhenzhen opened her eyes brightly, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and pursed her red lips stubbornly.

She was extremely unconvinced.

If you don’t believe in this evil, you have to find it!

Lian Xue said softly: "Zhenzhen, think of another way."

Ning Zhenzhen has a pale face, bright eyes, and high fighting spirit.
To be continued...