Chapter 46: The person who appeared unexpectedly

Seeing that Ruan Zhan's attack was about to arrive, Sima Nan raised his hand and raised the cloth man and the mirror to block him, forcing Ruan Zhan to withdraw his hand that was pointing directly at him.

"Everyone has weaknesses." He said proudly, climbing for a while, but not getting up, and had to sit on the ground and breathe. "You said I had too many concerns so I lost. What about you, don't you? You have, feelings are your bond, you take people too seriously!" He waved the two things in his hand, "You don't even know what this is, you thought it would hurt others, so you stopped attacking and gave me buffering time. What if I was lying to you with something useless? You just let the opportunity to kill me slip away?"

"I don't want to kill you, you keep forcing me and hurting others!" Ruan Zhan glanced at the thing in Sima Nan's hand.

I saw that the small mirror was a bronze mirror that could not be broken, the size of a palm, and the frame was carved with ancient patterns, which looked very ordinary, but the strange thing was that the mirror was flashing with waves of water, as if there was a pool of water that could not flow out in the mirror.

The little cloth man was rough in hand and had unclear faces and limbs, but there was a shiny steel needle running across the neck, which looked particularly dazzling. Somehow, Ruan Zhan suddenly felt that it must be Wanli!

"But you are very wise this time, and it is right not to do anything." Sima Nan said in a silence, "This bronze mirror is the foundation of my nightmare technique. If you break it, everyone in the old town will die in their dreams; and this little doll was made of your good friend's clothes, sewn a piece of his hair inside, and his birth date was written in my blood on his back. Guess what? As long as I pull this needle, he will rot into a pile of mud like a fish that was thorned!"

"What do you want?" Ruan Zhan tried to remain calm, his face remained unchanged, but his eyes still looked at the little doll involuntarily, looking quite concerned.

Sima Nan snorted lightly and held the little doll tightly in his palm.

"I know this is more important to you, so I will look at it very seriously. You will never have the chance to snatch it from me. I advise you not to have this idea." Sima Nan returned to the game, and his expression replied to his lofty appearance.

"I'm asking, what exactly do you want?" Ruan Zhan said, "Don't be a mother-in-law."

"It's very simple." Sima Nan stood up with the wall, trying to make himself less embarrassed. "You go out of the tower with me and take my care of it!"

“What else?”

"Otherwise I will kill the whole town!"

"That has nothing to do with me."

"Is this nothing to do with you?" Sima Nan raised the little doll again.

Ruan Zhan took a step forward, and Sima Nan immediately reached his hand to the steel needle on the ragdoll's neck, "Stop moving forward, you are taking risks with your best friend's life!"

"How did I know it was him?" Ruan Zhan stopped and tried his best to think of a countermeasure in his heart, but found that he could not come up with any good idea.

"So--you're going to bet?" Sima Nan grinned maliciously and reached out to pull out the steel needle.

"Stop!" Ruan Zhan screamed anxiously, and a nervous look appeared on his expressionless face for the first time, and he took a step back at the same time.

He could not bet because he could not afford to lose. His life and death may be in the hands of others, so he had to choose to retreat. He had thought that Sima Nan would threaten with hostages, but he never thought that he would take all the people in the town. Moreover, he thought Wanli avoided Sima Nan's threat. When he saw Sima Nan entering the town alone and Wanli gave him some signal, he believed this more firmly, and then let go of his hands and feet to fight Sima Nan's wits and courage. He did not expect such a difficult situation to occur at this most critical moment.

Could it be that his plan and his previous efforts as hard as Boxin were wasted? But he could not resist, otherwise Wanli would be in danger of his life!

"I knew you didn't dare to gamble." Sima Nan's hand was still on the little doll's neck. Seeing that Ruan Zhan did not move anymore, he sneered, "I can tell you responsibly that you have made a wise choice."

This is how the battle is, especially when it is evenly matched, it depends on who can grasp the opponent's weakness. It is like Tai Chi's pusher. Once the opponent is weak, he will immediately seize the opportunity to attack. Ruan Zhan's shortcomings are that he is too affectionate. On the surface, he seems very cold, but once he has feelings for someone, he will cherish it more than his own life. He has always used this method to pinch Ruan Zhan, which has been tried and tested.

He raised his chin to Ruan Zhan and signaled him to get out of the tower, but Ruan Zhan suddenly frowned, "This is not witchcraft, it is flying attack!" He did not want to give up his last little hope, so although he seemed helpless on the surface, he kept secretly observing the steel needle on the puppet. After careful observation, he found that the steel needle was trembling slightly, and the puppet was painted with a very rare spell, which was still a vague impression. When Sima Nan urged him to leave, he finally remembered what was deep in his memory.

This is a rare technique, similar to the flying sword technique that a cultivator takes human life thousands of miles away. His father once told him. He said: There are also good and bad Taoist techniques. The person who created these bad Taoist techniques may not have the intention. However, after practicing them, these Taoist techniques will be used by people with bad intentions, and the consequences will be endless.

"Do you have any objections?" Sima Nan asked back, feeling a little surprised that Ruan Zhan actually knew this technique. But then he thought about it and realized that it must be what Ruan Zhan's father told him, and given the special relationship between them, it can be explained completely.

"I'm not surprised that you used the forbidden technique." Ruan Zhan looked at Sima Nan with contempt, "I feel strange if you don't need it."

"Stop talking nonsense, get out of the tower now!"

"But it is said that this technique is flawed and requires someone to cooperate. If there is no accomplice around the person being cast and drawing your blood on a part of the other person's body, your attack path will not work! Pulling out the steel needle will not directly kill the person represented by the puppet, but the steel needle will fly away quickly at the moment it is pulled out, and it will kill people if it hits the heart of the designated person, right?"

"Yes, you are a good student, and your father should be proud of you. But--" Sima Nan smiled proudly, "Didn't you find that Hong Haohao is not here?"

Ruan Zhan had nothing to say, and the hope that had just risen was shattered in his heart. He had never taken Hong Hao to heart, which was the biggest mistake he made. Since he had someone to help, Sima Nan certainly had it. Hong Haohao might just be a beautiful vase, but he could also be another murderer!

Before Sima Nan could talk nonsense, he turned around and walked out of the tower. Compared with him, Wanli's life was not necessary to hesitate or weigh. He just couldn't worry about Xiao Xia. He understood that Sima Nan would never kill him and would not even let his soul go, otherwise he would part with Xiao Xia forever, and he was heartbroken when he thought of this.

No longer seeing her, no longer hearing her, no longer feeling her, no longer remembering her, this made him feel like a bone-like pain!

No, you must find a way! He can't just give up and admit defeat! His father once told him: Losing is not terrible, what's terrible is that you are unwilling to look for opportunities in desperate situations!

"Stop!" Sima Nan spoke behind Ruan Zhan.

At this time they were standing by the gate of the tower.

"What are your instructions?" Ruan Zhan was cold.

Looking at Ruan Zhan's face, Sima Nan was very angry. He hoped to see Ruan Zhan's frustration, hoped to see him frustrated and annoyed, and hoped to see him afraid, rather than his indifferent expression. After all, Ruan Zhan almost beat him. From going through a lot of hardships to being about to achieve a comprehensive victory, to being completely defeated, it was not a blow that an ordinary person could bear, but Ruan Zhan was so calm that he did not feel any victory!

As soon as he left the tower, he felt the rapid recovery of his psychic energy, which was his advantage, so he waved his hand and threw it out with a fire handprint.

Ruan Zhan felt the burning sensation behind him, and instinctively flashed, and used a magic trick to lure the fire to the side. But his magic power was not as good as Sima Nan. Although he had greatly damaged Sima Nan's magic power with his wisdom and courage, he was still at a disadvantage. So although the fire hand seal was pushed away, he was swept away by the remaining tail, and hit the pillar of the awning, breaking the wooden pillar as thick as a wrist, and a trace of blood was also overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Ruan Zhan like this, Sima Nan felt a sense of relief. This is the person he has always wanted to get rid of, and the person he has always been worried about. He even felt nervous for a while and didn't believe in his own strength. Now, seeing the thorns in his eyes and the flesh are struggling to support him, it feels really good!

"I don't do anything for anyone, I'm just happy for myself!" He laughed, and a palm thunder came, and imitated Ruan Zhan's way of dealing with him, and kept hitting him one by one.

He did not stop Ruan Zhan from resisting. He was not interested in the prey waiting to die. He struggled to make him feel happy!

For Ruan Zhan, he had no magic attack ability at all, but he was just stubbornly refusing to bow his head and persistently looking for opportunities. He felt that his own strength was getting weaker and weaker. Sima Nan's heavy blow penetrated his protection and hit him. Finally, he couldn't stand up, knelt on the ground on one knee, supporting the ground with his hands.

The back was burning with fire. He knew he was burned, but he was already jealous of the blow, so he gritted his teeth and rolled to the side, picked up a piece of burned wooden strips on the corridor in the middle of the lake, and threw them in the direction of Sima Nan.

His spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and his physical damage was serious, but his physical strength was still there, so his all-out effort made the burnt wooden strips shoot directly at Sima Nan with the sound of wind.

Sima Nan did not expect Ruan Zhan to fight back in this situation. Seeing a black thing flying over like an arrow, he hurriedly jumped to the side. Although he almost hid, he almost fell into the lake, looking extremely embarrassed. Ruan Zhan took this opportunity to jump up and ran to the pergola.

He understood that Sima Nan wanted to see him fight for a trapped beast, but he was also consuming Sima Nan's strength. It was difficult to hide in the empty space. If Sima Nan beat him to death in one go, he would have no time to reverse the situation.

Sima Nan is also very proud. He must have hoped to take the opponent with his own hands rather than relying on hostages. But when he could not conquer for a long time, he would also threaten the lives of thousands of miles and the lives of the people in the town. At that time, he would see if he had the opportunity to use his last move. If he succeeded, everything would be fine. If he failed, he would at least have to protect his soul, so that he could also protect the person he loved!

The last move was not within his plan, because it was too forced for him, and he didn't know if he could use it!

"You are looking for death!" Sima Nan was attacked unexpectedly, and he was extremely angry and he was no longer interested in watching the monkey show.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and drew a circle. A round deep mark immediately appeared on the ground to surround him. He sat inside, gestured with his palms at the same time, forming strange handprints, and then looked up at Ruan Zhan who was fully alert.

"I think about my relationship with you. I am still hesitating whether to leave a way out, but you are seeking death by yourself!"

"No need to be merciful, one of us will not be able to leave this city. You and I understand!" Ruan Zhan reached out to Sima Nan, "If you have anything, just use it. I will be afraid of you. I will write the word Ruan upside down!"

"A hard-mouthed person cannot solve the problem!" Sima Nan snorted coldly, then pointed the complicated handprint at Ruan Zhan's chest and waved it out quickly!

There was no red light, no blue electric spark, only an invisible whirlwind blew from all directions. Before Ruan Zhan could think of how to deal with it, he felt countless hands climbing up his body in the wind, stuttering, making his muscles suddenly itchy and his whole body lost its strength!

The wind blew, and there were many invisible hands on his body, which were stacked and trapped his body in just a few seconds. He understood that this was caused by Sima Nan's Taoist technique, but the invisible and soft attack made him at a loss! He was not afraid of hard attacks! His bloodiness in his bones allowed him to face multiple blows, but now this kind of situation that was hard to use is really like his helplessness to the snow girl!

He struggled hard to get his spirits, but he felt like his body was trapped in the quicksand. The harder he tried, the more he fell!

"Fanny!" Sima Nan, who was on the side, saw that Ruan Zhan was only guarding against his powerful attack, but did not expect that he would put a soft knife, and suddenly said proudly, "The principle of using softness to overcome hardness is the highest level of Taoism. It seems that you don't understand!"

Ruan Zhan wanted to say something, but suddenly he felt dizzy and felt his legs off the ground and were dragged up by those invisible hands!

"Do you like to be torn into pieces or blocks?" Sima Nan continued to say contemptuously, "I'll let you choose because of your deep connections!"

"You're here to choose!"

Seeing that Ruan Zhan was still calm at this time, Sima Nan couldn't bear to take action, but his hesitation was only for this moment, and then he closed his hands and rubbed them as if he was crushing something.

Immediately, Ruan Zhan felt various forces pulling in different directions, and his whole body was cut by an invisible hand as if he was thrown into an ice crusher, which made him groan. He didn't want to wait for death, and he still struggled, but his strength could not be raised at all, and he just let the pain intensify.

Even so, Ruan Zhan still refused to give up and tried to increase the time for Sima Nan to kill him and consume Sima Nan's power to the greatest extent. Because he knew very well that Sima Nan used this technique to deal with him, the loss was also considerable.

He must endure the heart-wrenching pain and endure it. Every extra second he strives for, the chance of his soul is greater!

Cold sweat emerged from every pore on his body. Ruan Zhan endured the pain without screaming. When he was lifted into the air, he turned his head to Sima Nan sitting at the entrance of the tower, trying to judge the situation. However, at this moment, he saw an unthinkable scene -

Among the small copper bells on the first floor of the tower, one of the ones closest to the door suddenly moved, and then slowly rose up, revealing the legs under the copper bell!

Sima Nan sat with his back to the tower gate, and was concentrating on casting spells, so he didn't see or hear the abnormal movements in the tower, but Ruan Zhan clearly saw it clearly!
Chapter completed!