"Niang Xipi!"

Bang~~

The golden-armored general stomped his feet hard, and the ground immediately shook violently.

Zhang Xianling and Wei Yinhong looked at each other and felt a little lucky.

Fortunately, the two of them did not act impulsively.

Faced with such a formidable opponent, if they had resorted to violence and adopted brute force, they would have been forced to flee even if they had not been captured on the spot.

"Heaven and earth are cruel. I thought I would devote my life to the Nangong family and die for them. Even after dying on the battlefield, I am still guarding their home. I never thought that the descendants of the Nangong family would be so heartless and ungrateful!"

He paced back and forth with gnashing teeth.

The golden-armored general sighed deeply, turned around to look at Zhang Xianling and the others, and said helplessly: "Forget it, since we are all living under someone else's roof, I will not make it difficult for you. Go in!"

talking.

The golden-armored god in front of him gradually fell apart and turned into a diffuse light that dissipated.

"Remember, even if the people above are worthless, it's our duty to do our duty. We must not allow others to mess around in the ancestral hall. Guard everything inside for me!"

"Do you understand?!"

He quickly bowed towards the golden light that was spreading across the sky.

Seeing that Wei Yinhong was indifferent, Zhang Xianling reached out and slapped the other's butt. This move made the female swordsman stunned and at a loss for a moment.

"Why are you standing there..."

A round of winking.

Zhang Xianling deliberately raised his voice and reminded, "It's rare for the Lord Divine General to teach us so much. Why don't you quickly bow and thank him for his grace!"

His eyes were wide with anger.

But Wei Yinhong also understood that now was not the time to get angry over such a small matter.

Without any choice.

I had no choice but to follow Zhang Xianling and bow down respectfully towards the golden light in the sky.

"Farewell to the Lord General~~"

Under Zhang Xianling's deception, the gatekeeper general who was originally the last line of defense was no longer a problem.

The two of them stood up quickly.

In a hurry, he took advantage of the moment when the defenses in the Nangong family mansion were unattended and ran towards the ancestral hall.

"We're finally here!"

His eyes are as bright as a torch.

Zhang Xianling looked up at the towering door that was not far away. On the plaque above it, three powerful characters "Nangong Family" were written in bold.

"Zhang Xianling, I'm warning you..."

Unexpectedly.

Wei Yinhong's eyes were malicious at the moment, and she threatened, "If you take advantage of me again in the future, don't blame me for turning my back on you and slitting your throat with my sword!"

Drooping eyelids.

Zhang Xianling was not afraid. He insisted on bringing up the topic and said expressionlessly, "Are you talking about the slapping on the butt just now?"

"you?!"

His face flushed for a moment.

Wei Yinhong was so angry that she was fuming, but she couldn't do anything about the other party.

"That's your fault..."

He raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Xianling shook his head and said, "I slapped your butt accidentally, but you insisted on associating it with a man-woman relationship. What can I do? I've already let it go, but you're still obsessed with it."

A bunch of fallacies and heresies.

The female swordsman was made to feel ashamed, as if she was the one who was so shameless and perverted, and Zhang Xianling became the victim instead.

"Don't get excited."

Spread your hands.

Zhang Xianling pondered and said, "Anyway, after we pass this level, there's no chance we'll ever cross paths again. Let's go our separate ways. No one will take advantage of you anymore."

Hear the words.

Wei Yinhong was stunned for a while, but the worry between her brows disappeared in a flash.

yes......

There is no never-ending feast.

After tonight, her fate with Zhang Xianling would probably be over, and they would no longer owe each other anything.

The Three Realms and Nine Provinces are so vast.

From now on, we are all on our own sides of the world, and it is very likely that we will never see each other again.

"action!"

I didn’t think as much as Wei Yinhong did.

Zhang Xianling took a step forward, stretched out his hand to support the tall door, and with almost no technical skills, he forcefully pushed open the tightly closed door.

A creaking sound~~

The heavy door opened with a sound.

The oncoming dust was so huge that it blocked their vision.

"I go!"

Rubbed his eyes.

Zhang Xianling took off his heavy helmet and was instantly shocked by the luxury before him.

When you enter the ancestral hall, the first thing that catches your eye is the spacious and bright main hall.

In the center stands a huge incense table, on which are displayed various sacrificial utensils.

From the exquisite gold cup to the ancient jade cong, all of them demonstrate the Nangong family's respect and remembrance for their ancestors.

In front of the incense table, a few sticks of green smoke rise up, intertwining with the agarwood in the air, creating a quiet and sacred atmosphere.

"Here we are."

Take a deep breath.

Wei Yinhong pondered for a long time, then turned around and asked, "You haven't told me yet what you're doing here?"

"Help me find something..."

His expression turned serious.

Zhang Xianling was extremely excited. He suppressed his excitement and said in a deep voice, "Judging from its appearance, it should be an ancient bronze tripod."

Help people to the end and send Buddha to the West.

Deep down in my heart, I have always been grateful for everything Zhang Xianling has done for me.

Maybe it's to repay a debt of gratitude.

Wei Yinhong did not refuse, but nodded solemnly and said: "Well, let's act separately, it will be faster this way."

talking.

The female swordsman no longer hesitated and dived towards the side room on the right.

As for Zhang Xianling, he stayed where he was and began to carefully search for the whereabouts of the "Qiankun Qi Gathering Cauldron" that he had been thinking about.

Come to the front of the hall.

Zhang Xianling looked closely and saw portraits of ancestors of the Nangong family hanging on the walls on both sides.

The characters in the painting are lifelike, as if they transcend time and space, quietly telling the glory and vicissitudes of the Nangong family.

Below the portrait, there is a wooden display board engraved with the family genealogy. The densely packed names record the inheritance and continuation of the bloodline.

Behind every name, there seems to be an unknown story.

"Where on earth could it be..."

Frowning.

Zhang Xianling knew that he had limited time, so he started searching everywhere on the spot.

In a short while, everything in the ancestral hall was turned upside down.

Unfortunately.

Apart from a large number of jade slips containing recorded documents and the warnings given by successive city lords of the Nangong family to their descendants, he did not gain any results or find any clues.

"Zhang Xianling..."

Wei Yinhong's voice suddenly came from my mind.

"How about it?!"

I felt a burst of joy in my heart.

Zhang Xianling quickly responded: "How's the situation? Have you found it?!"

There was a long silence.

Wei Yinhong's tone was filled with fear, and she spoke tremblingly, "No, it's not like that. However, you'd better come and take a look at me. It seems that things are much more difficult than we thought."

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