little brother he is fair and lovely

After answering, the look of anticipation in his eyes deepened a bit.

It may be because Dong Fei guessed wrongly what he was thinking, which made Nangong Wen a little proud.

Dong Fei was confused and couldn't help but put down the things in her hands.

Nangong Wen looked at Dong Fei pretending to be mysterious, and said slowly, "Dong Fei, do you still remember? How did you tell me?"

Following Nangong's question, Dong Fei thought about it carefully, and found that there were too many things to say to him, and she didn't know which one.

Due to uncertainty, Dong Fei rationally did not answer.

Maybe it was because Nangong Wen didn't even think about asking Dong Fei to answer the conversation, or maybe it was because he saw that Dong Fei was determined to ignore him, so he said to himself: "Do you remember? If you say it, let the funeral Will recognize me!"

"You can try it when you get the inheritance of the soul."

Fragmentary memories flooded the sky, Dong Fei was rare—he was short of words.

He didn't quite understand why Nangong Wen could remember these trifles so firmly.

The author has something to say: Pfft!What do you say?Are you almost becoming my Nangong's heart disease?How did you say he remembered it!

Dong Fei: ...

It's your problem, it's none of my business

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☆、Nangongyan

In addition to the normal process of identifying the owner of a magic weapon, there is also the fact that people who are close to the master or who are designated by the master can enjoy a certain degree of use rights without the owner after being recognized by the magic weapon. .

Although this right to use will be restricted and terminated with the death of the owner, it seems very tasteless.

But this tasteless way of identifying the master is considered to be a recognition of the relationship between the two parties, and it even has a tendency to develop into an alternative "master of ceremonies".

So Nangong Wen was very brooding about this. He has been choked up from the Lin family until now, and he still can't forget it. He couldn't wait to kill the door as soon as he left the customs.

Dong Fei was swallowed hard, and couldn't recover from the strange emotion for a long time.

"Why?" Nangong Wen propped himself up and leaned forward, the distance between the two of them was quickly shortened, instantly surpassing the normal communication distance between people, and finally stopped less than one centimeter away from Dong Fei. As long as you use a little force, you can take advantage of it.

"Do you regret it?" The distance between the two is so close, the outline of the other person can be reflected in the clear eyes, with a provocative meaning at the end of the eyes, and a three-point smile, which just wrapped him up go in.

Dong Fei seemed to be unaware of her "dangerous" situation, her face was calm, her eyelids drooped slightly, she hid the strange look in the corners of her eyes, took a sip of tea, and then calmly put down the things in her hand .

As soon as he raised his eyelids, the long eyelashes brushed against Nangong Wen's skin, causing a tickle like an electric shock. The scratching made Nangong Wen's heart itch, and the hands grasping the armrests on both sides suddenly tightened. A wolf is about to break out at any moment.

"What! You regretted it." It was obvious that he wanted to press Dong Fei, but for some reason, Nangong's momentum retreated more than half in an instant, and there was a feeling of guilt when the words flowed between words.

Nangong Wen was taken aback for a moment, and met Dong Fei's indifferent eyes before reacting. He didn't know when his momentum had dissipated, and it was because of Dong Fei's small movement that his teeth itch for a while.

This guy, it's fine if he likes to take the initiative in big things, since when will he not let go of such small things.

"I don't regret it." Dong Fei still has the look of letting you do whatever you want. Just looking at the brows can make people feel that there is infinite warmth hidden in it. If it changes...

Nangong asked very clearly, to look at Dong Fei is to look into his eyes, and only in there can occasionally see something real.

It was obvious that Dong Fei's heart was not as indifferent as he showed at the moment, but no matter how many things were in his eyes, it seemed that there was only a moment in his eyes, and he soon returned to calm.He slightly hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "You get up first, I'll call the funeral general for you."

Nangong Wen wanted to tease Dong Fei, so after hearing Dong Fei's words, he didn't intend to leave. He still kept the half-embracing gesture unchanged, and even moved closer.

Seeing that the distance between the two was less than an inch, it was shortened again by Nangong Wen's movements, but Dong Fei was not as flustered as before.

Nangong asked for a breath, and when he realized what this detail meant, he was instantly encouraged, and even his heart beat a little faster.

"Ow—"

"Boom—" two sounds came one after another, Nangong Wen almost bit off his tongue, and Douding's "presumptuous" courage that he had finally condensed disappeared in an instant.

Just for a moment, before Nangong Wen summoned up the courage to release|release himself, a golden light flashed, and the funeral general shot up into the sky, from bottom to top, directly knocked Nangong Wen out, and embedded it in the pillar beside him. superior.

"Damn!" Nangong Wen thought Dong Fei could act as if nothing had happened when he knew why the distance was so close just now.

He supported his injured body and pulled himself off the pillar with all his strength.

The pillar supporting the house suddenly lost a piece. When Nangong asked, the whole house shook.

"I told you to get up first." Dong Fei unhurriedly picked up the tea bowl on the side, and unhurriedly sipped the tea, "You didn't listen."

"Okay! Very good!" Nangong Wen was very angry, but he had nothing to do with Dong Fei.

Only when you know your fate, your skills are not as good as others, you have to admit it!

Probably knowing what to do next, the funeral general did not attach to Dong Fei's body, but coiled behind him, his head just attached to Dong Fei's hands, squinting his eyes, feeling very uncomfortable being scratched by Dong Fei's randomly curled fingers.

Nangong Wen was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth with a smile, and slipped two words: dog legs.

I don't know when, he has been reduced to the point where he needs to compete with a magic weapon for favor.

"So can we seal now?" With the situation like this, Nangong Wen also gave up struggling, sat down opposite Dong Fei, picked up a cup of herbal tea, and poured it for himself, trying to use this method to extinguish the bottom of his heart That trace of evil fire that has nowhere to vent.

Dong Fei didn't speak, but the funeral general started to swim calmly. After a while, he surrounded Nangong Wen and walked around him repeatedly, as if he couldn't take a good look at every hair on his body. Refuse to proceed to the next step.

Nangong Wen's blue veins on his forehead twitched three times, and finally he was shocked and sent away the buried general with a look of disgust on his face.

The skin at the corner of Nangong Wen's mouth jumped three times happily, "Damn it! What's going on with Dong Fei's magic weapon!"

Although Nangong Wen entered Zhiming a step slower, it was purely because he was lazy in cultivation in the past. He never doubted his status as a genius, and even felt that he was not much inferior to Dong Fei. Now his However, his self-confidence collapsed in the almost naked contempt of the buried general, and there was not even scum left.

"Damn!" Nangong Wen exploded, pointing at the general and shaking: "OK! OK! OK! You're fine! You're good enough."

"Dong Fei! If you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, see if I don't tear it up!"

Dong Fei smiled lightly, put her fingers on the head of the funeral general, scratched it lightly twice, and saw him say slowly: "He compared you with me."

Awei: "..."

Nangong asked: "..."

Something seems wrong.

Dong Fei's words were so cruel that Nangong asked the choked man and pointed at him, unable to hold back his fart for a long time.

"The funeral general! Don't make trouble." Dong Fei scratched the funeral general a few times, "His talent is already very good among ordinary people."

Nangong asked: "..."

normal person……

Awei: "..."

Master, can you still recover?

Under Dong Fei's instruction, the funeral general flew towards Nangong Wen with a face of reluctance, his eyes almost rolled to the sky.

Choked by it and its owner, Nangong Wen didn't even want to struggle with identifying the owner, but just wanted to go up and tear up the little thing, so as to show it some color.

However, the procedure for the funeral general to recognize the master has not yet been completed, and all anger has to be suffocated.But he didn't want to, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the funeral general quit.

Turned around him a few times, but turned around to leave again.

"Damn!" It's unbearable, and being teased by this little thing again and again, Nangong Wen finally endured to the brink of explosion, gathering his spiritual power to shoot it.

"The funeral general!" Dong Fei yelled coldly, probably to appease Nangong Wen's resentment, the funeral general stopped moving for a moment, and slapped Nangong Wen firmly, the entire golden body was patted into powder , and then re-condensed into shape after a few minutes.

"Huh..." Nangong Wen let out a vicious breath, and his whole body returned to normal, and he felt refreshed between his exhalations and inhalations.

He snapped his wrist and said casually, "Fuck, I'm so mad, I don't understand, Dong Fei, what kind of talent are you?

Nangong asked these words to express his emotions. He didn't think there was anything, but he didn't want to. After hearing his words, Awei was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and frowned tightly. Frowning together, there is still sadness in the eyes, as if trying to hide something.

Nangong asked for a moment, and immediately realized something, turned to look at Dong Fei, but found that there was no special expression on this person's face, so he looked at Awei suspiciously.

"You...why are you so entangled in pain!" Nangong Wen leaned forward, "Your face is about to clump together."

Awei seemed taken aback, only then did he realize that his little movement just now had been captured by Nangong Wen, and there was an instant "buzz" in his mind.

Nangong asked that Awei's reaction was very interesting. He took a step forward and was about to ask further questions, but was interrupted by Dong Fei's chuckle. Ear canal, "Don't make things difficult for him."

Nangong asked to take a step back, and was about to give up on the questioning, but was stopped by the second half of Dong Fei's sentence.

"It's actually not your fault that the funeral general refuses to admit you. Your talent is already very good, but..." Dong Fei paused, and added the second half of the sentence, "You shouldn't compare with me."

Nangong asked: "..."

I believe he was seriously comforting me before.

"actually……"

"Master!" Dong Fei spoke halfway but was interrupted by Ah Wei's voice.

Nangong asked back, looked at the big brother who was the next criminal in surprise, and quietly waited for his next speech.But I didn't want this big brother to stop Dong Fei's words with an "ow!"

Frowning, the whole person looked stiff and cramped.

In fact, Nangong Wen wanted to ask more questions, but he was silent in Ah Wei's nervous and slightly suggestive eyes.

Compared to Ah Wei, Dong Fei was much more natural. Leaning on the chair, the fingers of her right hand curled up naturally, and unconsciously buckled on the wooden armrest.

Seeing Awei and Nangong Wen winking, he smiled lightly, "Actually, it's nothing, and it's nothing to tell him."

Before Nangong Wen had time to be curious, he watched Awei's expression froze, glanced at his head, and couldn't bear to close his eyes.

Seeing Awei's reaction, Nangong Wen was taken aback for a moment, a pleasure of peeking at secrets and guilt of exposing scars spontaneously arose, they tore each other, and just about to tell Dong Fei "no need", Dong Fei's expression was indifferent Say something.

"I was just born to know my fate"

Nangong asked: "..."

? ? ? ?

That's all?

"Actually... nothing"

Nothing to envy.

☆、Nangongyan

"Get out!" Nangong Yuanfeng yelled, and the old house fell off a layer of ashes.

Nangong Yuanfeng was obviously very angry, his body was shaking regularly, and his eyes, which had already been muddy, swirled rapidly in their sockets.

Suddenly, his anxious eyes suddenly settled down, as if he had found what he was looking for, he picked up the freshly poured tea at the side, and with all his strength, he threw it at Nangongyan.

With a "pop", the porcelain bowl, which was only as thin as an eggshell, shattered cleanly at once, and the crisp sound echoed in the empty room. The boiling hot tea scattered all over Nangong Yan's body, wet his clothes, and also wet him. Hair, blood flowed down the forehead, looking very dazzling.

It has been a while since Nangongwen made a breakthrough, and this period of time was a torment for Nangong Yuanfeng and Nangongyan, as if they were cutting their flesh little by little with the blunt knife, the pain was so painful.

Maybe it was stimulated by Nangong Yan's eye-catching blood, or maybe it was woken up suddenly by this crisp voice, Nangong Yuanfeng's fire went out.

"Why don't you hide!"

Looking at the person in front of him, Nangong Yuanfeng felt physically and mentally exhausted.

Previously, Nangong Wen broke through to know his fate, and the sound of Yuhun made it known to everyone.

Nangong Yuanfeng intentionally asked Nangongyan to take this opportunity to retreat and attack Zhiming, and make up for the lost part, but who knew that his always obedient grandson would not listen to him this time.

Nan Gongyan pursed his lips, and the hands hanging by his sides were tightly knit together.

Seeing Nangong Yan's silent protest, Nangong Yuanfeng's anger, which had been suppressed just now, rushed up again, and was about to explode, he raised his hands, but seemed to remember something, and put them back with embarrassment , pointing at Nan Gongyan, speechless for a long time.

Recently, Nangong Yuanfeng's persecution became more and more intense, and the disappointment and bewilderment hidden in his eyes became more and more obvious, and there was a tendency to overflow from the corners of his eyes.

Nangong Yuanfeng wholeheartedly wanted Nangongyan to retreat, but Nangongyan had always held an opposing attitude towards this matter.

This made Nangong Yuanfeng, who had long been accustomed to Nangongyan's meekness, feel all kinds of discomfort, mixed with strong disappointment, which made the relationship between the two of them more and more rigid, and sometimes they even started talking.

Of course, it is also possible that the pressure has been too much recently.

Following Xie Yuxin's operation of showing off the sky, 20 of the 10 branches of the economy left, 8 waited and watched, and only two remaining expressed their willingness to support them, but they were not thorough.

In terms of materials, it was a little better. With Nangong Sheng's connections over the past few decades, although some of them left, they still managed to stabilize the situation.

They became the bottom-of-the-box treasures that Nan Gongyan could use to get back a round in the end.It is the last straw, but if the strength is still not improved, it will immediately become the last straw that crushes them.

Like a knife, no one knows when it will fall from the head.

For this reason, Nangong Yuanfeng was heartbroken, and couldn't understand his grandson's strange reaction.

However, no matter how noisy the two are, everyone around them knows that there will be no substantive conflicts between them.

It's like a pair of father and son who are at odds. No matter how fierce the quarrel was at the time, it will be fine once you wake up. It is basically impossible to have any overnight feud, which is fundamentally different from Nangong Wen.

"Nangong Yan!!!" Today Nangong Yuanfeng and Nangong asked whether they were going to retreat again and expressed their opinions.

"Tell me, why are you unwilling to retreat? Obviously, the effect of the previous retreat can be seen by all of us."

Hearing this, Nan Gongyan clenched his hands unconsciously, without saying a word, fully expressing his attitude on this matter with silence.

Seeing Nangong Yan's appearance, Nangong Yuanfeng immediately understood what he meant, a nameless anger surged to his head, he took a deep breath, and finally suppressed his urge to scold his mother, "Why! Give me a reason why you refuse to retreat."

Hearing Nangong Yuanfeng's words, Nangong Yan was taken aback for a moment.

Just when Nangong Yuanfeng thought there was something going on, Nangongyan lowered his head even lower.

Seeing him like this, Nangong Yuanfeng didn't understand why he didn't come up, and almost choked to death.

Of course not.

The power of devouring is good, but the more he uses it, the more uneasy he feels in his heart. Besides, the power of that thing seems to have increased recently, and it seems to be more and more restless. It seems to be persecuting him, as if he lives on a tightrope every day. If you are not careful, you will be swallowed by things in your brain.

Nan Gongyan suspected that this had something to do with him absorbing other people's spiritual power.

But no matter what, he didn't dare to try again. This feeling of constant anxiety had almost driven him crazy.

Besides, I have enough blood on my hands, even my second uncle and second mother...

There is no need to do it again.

Nan Gongyan thought like this, as if he could get rid of the past from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't have to live so apologetically.

Nangong Yuanfeng waited for a long time, but in the end he didn't get Nangongyan's answer, so he could only sigh deeply, "Get out!" Disappointment and helplessness came out through a pair of cloudy eyes.

Nan Gongyan let out a long sigh of relief, let go of his hand, and slowly backed away.

A gentle breeze picked up a strand of hair from Nan Gongyan's temples.

I don't know when the weather has turned cold, and even the wind has become bleak.

Nan Gongyan touched a blood-stained face.

Nangong Yan has been cowardly, timid and incompetent all his life. He has never had the courage to do things, and he is not good at communicating with others. Speak out what's on your mind.

It can be said that he has successfully turned himself into a qualified puppet.No matter how much he objected in his heart, he would practice it honestly, as if he was willing to be controlled by others.

Just because this kind of obedience has been forcibly engraved into his bones, if he wants to get it out, he has to eviscerate his bones.

Nan Gongyan looked at a little blood on the palm of his hand, and was stunned for some reason.

Sometimes, Nangong Yuanfeng's attitude really made him feel that he was just a tool in his grandfather's hands.

Aren't you just a tool?

This sentence suddenly sounded in the depths of his heart, and Nangong Yan missed half a beat in his heart.

"Young master?" A slightly surprised voice sounded from behind him, and Xie Yuxin was holding his hands together, looking at him curiously, which seemed a bit inconceivable.

Nan Gongyan froze for a moment, then wiped off the blood on his forehead very quickly, "Sister Yuxin."

Xie Yuxin raised the corners of her mouth slightly, although she didn't explain it, but the disgust and contempt on her face almost flew out from the corners of her eyes.

Nan Gongyan clenched his fingertips unconsciously, and then let go again. He turned around and was about to leave, but Xie Yuxin behind him snorted strangely.

Strong disdain rushed out of his nose, as if he was afraid of dirtying his own mouth if he said it.

"It's a pity!" Xie Yuxin sneered, "This is the fifth time your grandfather has come to me since the breakthrough of Nangong Wen! You put an old face on it, but it's a pity that you, a key person, have lost your motivation to make progress."

Hearing Nangong Yan's footsteps pause here, he heard the implication of Xie Yuxin's words: As long as you are still willing to practice, maybe I might help you for Nangong Yuanfeng's sake.

Nan Gongyan hesitated for a while, "This is different from what you said at the beginning!"

Xie Yuxin laughed lightly, and a mocking voice kept echoing in Nangongwen's ears, "It's nothing different! In the end, it's just about strength."

Nan Gongyan's hands tightened suddenly, and all the muscles in his body collapsed.

Of course he knew what Xie Yuxin was talking about. If he could succeed in becoming Zhiming, even if he didn't have Yuhun, Nangong Yuanfeng stood behind him, and behind Nangong Yuanfeng stood other forces. Who would he choose?

Xie Yuxin took a few steps forward, skipping Nangongyan, and stomped on a pair of brightly colored high heels.

"It's a pity." Xie Yuxin squinted her long and narrow eyes, gave Nangong Yan a dangerous look, and sighed with regret after speaking, as if expressing regret for losing such a good partner.

"There is no way to inherit the spiritual power. Otherwise, with Nangong Yuanfeng's love for you, under such circumstances, he would not have any resentment for giving his own spiritual power to you. Why do you need to waste all this effort?"

Before Nangongyan's brain could react, his eyes widened suddenly, looking at Xie Yuxin as if he were looking at a monster.

she knows...

Nan Gongyan was shocked, but was suppressed by Xie Yuxin's confused eyes.

At this time, Xie Yuxin hadn't been able to get out of the emotion of self-satisfaction, and suddenly met Shang Nangongyan's shocked eyes, she was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately returned to normal, squinting her eyes and asked: "What's wrong!"

Nan Gongyan was taken aback for a moment, and although he had doubts in his heart, he pushed back rationally, shook his head, and left without saying a word.

Xie Yuxin stared blankly at Nangongyan's slightly thin back, as if she didn't understand what happened at all.

It wasn't until he completely disappeared from sight that Xie Yuxin hooked the corners of her lips, and the slyness in her eyes flashed past.

Nangong Wen didn't know how long he had walked along the long corridor, and he didn't know how many courtyards he had passed through. He was in a daze, and Xie Yuxin's seemingly unintentional words kept repeating in his mind, Continuously deepen memory.

Nan Gongyan's footsteps stopped suddenly, he stared blankly at his naturally curled fingers, and was stunned.

Do you really not blame him?

Nan Gongyan didn't know, but somehow, the anxiety deep in his heart made him feel restless, but he couldn't find the source.

He instinctively attributed all this to Xie Yuxin's unclear words just now, so he had to go back and ask for clarification.

So he turned around and walked back.

When Nangong Yan rushed in, Xie Yuxin was still in Nangong Yuanfeng's house.

Both of them were startled when they saw the person coming, and looked at Nan Gongyan standing stiffly at the door, but couldn't wait for his next sentence.

In fact, Nan Gongyan already regretted it the moment he opened the door. He was too impulsive, and was easily disturbed by someone else's words.

"What are you doing!" Nangong Yuanfeng hit the wall at Xie Yuxin's place just now, he was in a rage, and when he turned his head and saw his unworthy grandson, his anger burned out his reason in an instant.

Nan Gongyan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered what he was doing here, he hesitated for a long time before he said: "I..."

It's a pity that before his word "I" could reach the end of me, he was suddenly bumped from behind, and the whole person rushed forward, was hooked by the wooden threshold, and hit the ground in his arms.

The author has something to say: today’s refill

Hey hey, cute people who confess their love everyday

☆、Nangongyan

Nangongyan helped himself up with difficulty, and touched it casually.

It's okay, just a little nosebleed, nothing else

Compared to Nangong Yan, it was obvious that the person who appeared at the door was far more attractive to Nangong Yuanfeng and Xie Yuxin than him.

It may be that the impact just now was a bit violent. At this moment, the person is leaning on the door frame and shaking his head. Only from the sound of unsteady and rapid breathing, it can be judged that the person flew all the way before, and there is a pair of eyes on his face. Nangong's sad face is not far away.

Although Nangong Yuanfeng and the others were stunned, they didn't go forward to disturb him, they just stood by and waited for the man to recover.

The man raised his head to reveal Nangong Chengxian's face, but at this moment his face was like a freshly painted white wall, even fear and bewilderment were clearly written on his face.

Nangong Yuanfeng's heart skipped a beat at that moment, his feet were unstable, and he staggered slightly.

Fortunately, Nangongyan had quick hands and eyes, and helped him up with a "shua", and finally he didn't fall down.

It's a pity that before he could make the corresponding preparations, Nangong Sheng said first, "It's not good!"

Before Nangong Cheng explained in detail, Nangong Yuanfeng's face turned pale with a feeling, and he stood up in a daze under the incredulous gazes of several people.

Before Nan Gongyan had time to feel sad, he was dumbfounded.

because……

It's really bad!

In the end, Xie Yuxin couldn't hear what happened from Mr. Nangong Sheng's mouth, but he was able to guess roughly.

Although she didn't trust this answer very much, it had to be said that so far only this answer could explain Nangong Sheng's panic.

So she needs to find someone to verify.

After Nangong Yuanfeng's accident, she did not leave Nangong's house, but walked towards a relatively remote place behind her.

After making several dizzying turns, she finally found the person she was looking for in a small, quiet room.

"What did you do?" Xie Yuxin asked as soon as she opened the door.

"Since you already know it in your heart, why do you need to ask me again?" Xiao Lin didn't have time to pay attention to Xie Yuxin who was stepping on the momentum of the world, and he was so focused on playing with the tea set in his hand that he didn't even turn his head.

Xie Yuxin took a few steps forward, slapped the table with one palm, supported half of her body, and shook the tea sets on the table, "What the hell did you do?"

Xiao Lin couldn't help frowning, and then he was willing to put down the things in his hands, and gave her a little attention.

Seeing Xiao Lin looking over, Xie Yuxin couldn't help lowering her eyes a little, just in time to meet Xiao Lin's extremely impatient eyes.

For some reason, Xie Yuxin was obviously smiling, but her eyes were like a poisoned knife, causing a chill to the back of the person watching.

But Xiao Lin showed no fear in such eyes, his pair of deep black eyes were still terrifyingly heavy, and he was not moved by it at all.

Seeing the tension between the two of them, and when the atmosphere was about to drop to freezing point, Xiao Lin said unhurriedly: "Let people see you come to me." She frowned again at this point, and then said: "I'm afraid it's not too late. good."

Xie Yuxin sneered, and took back all the hostility in her body.

Of course she knew what Xiao Lin was talking about.

Xiao Lin is Nangong Wen's close servant, while Xie Yuxin controls more than ten branches of the economy.Now that she came to find Xiao Lin, if someone misunderstood that Xie Yuxin had already stood in line, it would have a bad impact on her subsequent actions.

Xie Yuxin casually picked up a cup on Xiao Lin's desk, kneaded it repeatedly in his hand|squeezed it, and saw that Xiao Lin's brows were almost raised to the sky, so he said calmly: " You tell me what you did, and I'll go right away."

Seeing her appearance, Xiao Lincha didn't care about it, and took his hand back with a light wave. His eyes were clear and cold, and he looked at Xie Yuxin calmly, and suddenly said very abruptly: "I'm giving you a gift."

Xie Yuxin's hand suddenly stopped

"received?"

Xie Yuxin was stunned, the teacup almost slipped from her fingertips, and it took a long time before she took a deep breath, "Have you emptied the last pillar of Nangongyan and the others?"

After saying this, Xie Yuxin realized that her voice was trembling.

Seeing that his beloved cup was almost buried in Huangquan, the veins on Xiao Lin's forehead almost jumped out of the cortex.

"Now, can you go?"

Xie Yuxin frowned slightly.

What Xiao Lin said was very calm, but it was also because his words were too calm that she became arrogant.

Xiao Lin alone emptied Nangong Shengxian's power, thus completely evacuating Nangong Yuanfeng and Nangong Yan.

Xie Yuxin was stunned, thought for a while about the appropriate wording, and even ignored Xiao Lin's displeasure, and asked blankly, "Why are you?"

These ten families had always been on good terms with Nangong Cheng first, so how could they let go so easily, if they want to grab meat from their mouths, it's really impossible if they don't have any confidence.

Looking at the teacup in Xie Yuxin's hand, Xiao Lin exhausted all his patience to force out a flash of golden light from between his eyebrows.

There was no need to explain anything, Xie Yuxin sorted out all the causes and consequences when she saw the golden flash across Xiao Lin's forehead.

I opened my mouth several times, and then closed it several times, and finally choked out a sentence that didn't make sense, "I don't want to be targeted by you one day"

Xiao Lin's forehead twitched slightly, without even turning his head, he said, "Each, each other."

It may be that he was a little older and couldn't stand such a shock. Facing the last straw, the old man got himself into the hospital without noticing, and even had to postpone the matter of bringing the family with materials.

Of course, this is not the worst, the worst thing is this strange node.

Nangong Yuanfeng has not yet woken up, and the remaining ten families have announced that they will cut off cooperation with them one after another. Nangongyan has never felt so helpless, as if the sky is falling but he is the only one who can support him, and he has no chance to give up. .

And this day, I was still made to collapse by myself.

It is like a bird that has been trapped in a cage for a long time. When it is in the cage, no matter how it is made, it will be released suddenly.You may be immersed in the hard-won freedom at first, but when the freedom is over-consumed, only confusion and fear remain.

And Nan Gongyan was the bird that was suddenly released.

In the past, he had been forced to obey Nangong Yuanfeng's decision, but now he suddenly had to make up his own mind, and was forced so tightly, Nangong Yan was almost overwhelmed by this excessive "freedom".

"Yan'er" Nangong Cheng patted Nangong Yan on the back first, and comforted him: "It's okay, just relax, Dad will be fine."

Nan Gongyan scratched his head irritably, and buried his whole head deep in his palm, as if he could continue to escape from reality.

Nangong Cheng sighed first, and while patting Nangongyan on the back, he said as softly as possible: "It's okay, I'll think of a way for those families. We have cooperated with them for so many years, and we still have a little friendship." It's just, Yan'er... I'm afraid that your retreat is imminent, and now that Dad has become like this, we have no way to delay it any longer."

Nan Gongyan's body seemed to tremble slightly, but his head was still firmly buried in the palm of his hand, making it hard to say whether he didn't hear it, or just fell on deaf ears.

Nangong Cheng didn't want to say anything else, after all, the final choice was still in Nangongyan's hands.

He doesn't want to retreat, even if no one can do it for him.

“There is really only one way”

I don't know how long it took before Nangong Cheng vaguely heard such a sentence, and he wasn't even sure if he heard it clearly, because Nangong Yan's voice was too soft, it didn't sound like he was asking someone else, but rather ask yourself.

Just as Nangong Sheng was laying on Nangongyan's back with a sentimental and sad mood, Nangongyan suddenly sat up, and a rare clarity appeared in his eyes.

It's a pity that before Qingming overflowed from his eye sockets, the moment he met Shang Nangong Shengxian's eyes, he turned into a daze.

"Third Uncle" Nangong Yan looked at Nangong Chengxian obsessively, his brows were tightly knit together, as if he was entangled in some important life decision, his eyes also slightly spread out, a little absent-minded.

Facing Nangongyan like this, Nangong Sheng was startled in his heart before he could say any words of comfort.

For a moment I didn't know how to answer.

But fortunately, Nangong Yan didn't seem to intend to let Nangong Sheng answer this nonsense first, and received it on his own: "Can you call the heads of these ten families? I want to meet them."

For some reason, Nangong Sheng felt a little bit in his heart.

Although he knew what Nangong Yan wanted to do, Nangong Chengxian had no other choice but to ask the heads of the ten families one by one.

For the sake of years of cooperation between the two parties, these patriarchs agreed to meet Nan Gongyan, but they avoided talking about the upcoming issue.

Nangong Cheng frowned first, of course he knew what it meant.In fact, sometimes he couldn't figure it out, why would he change his mind temporarily even though he had made an agreement with Shijia to give Nan Gongyan another chance, and promised a high return in the future.

The first thing he thought of was to inquire about Nangong and asked what benefits the ten families had promised, but the result of inquiring was—nothing.

There were no additional promises, and they didn't even hear the news of the meeting between the two parties. The only thing they could know was that the maid who walked away with Nangong Wen had been to see the heads of the ten families, and she couldn't hear anything more.

As if overnight, these Patriarchs all chose to shut up at the same time, and none of them made the opposite choice.

When two people in the same camp still have different opinions, ten people and ten forces can make exactly the same decision on issues involving fundamental interests. This result is simply unbelievable.

"Yan'er..." Nangong Cheng first looked at Nangong Yan who hadn't spoken since the beginning, feeling unspeakably irritated.

He felt that he should say a few words, but he didn't know where to start. No matter how many words he said, when he suddenly faced Nangongyan's forehead covered with sorrow, he couldn't help it.