Chapter 405: The dead Youshan
Nangong Shenxiao was stunned when he heard the words, and the fellow shouted shamelessly, fearing that the whole city would hear him. Nangong Shenxiao was going to bully others this time. He didn't bother to add insult to injury, otherwise he wouldn't have done it in the first place. He would let Yu Chuiyun go twice in a row because his cultivation level was low or he was injured.
Without him, there were too few opponents that Nangong Shenxiao could really take seriously. There were only three people in Nantianmen. When Yu Chuiyun, who was said to have never been defeated, jumped out, he was still full of joy and wanted to defeat You Chuiyun himself. Yun, a rising star, has learned a painful lesson from failure.
Unexpectedly, the third fight today was unexpected.
what to do? What can be done? Nangong Shenxiao was originally a person with a strong sense of self-assertion, but now that there is a wise elder beside him, the juniors can feel free to ask for help.
Seeing Nangong Shenxiao's inquiring gaze, the middle-aged man sighed secretly, this boy named You is really as evil as the rumors... Those people made a good analysis, this boy should be a person with great luck. Although our Shenxiao is also the chosen one, compared to him today, we are indeed a little bit behind.
It’s not cultivation, but the ineffable Tao.
That's all, the man sighed and said: "The Young Sect of the Yinxiao Sect is indeed a Young Sect, and it is not something that we, the Nangong family's disciples, can easily compare and defeat..."
The lady suddenly squeezed his arm, obviously dissatisfied with his words. The man put his hand on the back of the lady's hand to comfort him, then cast an unquestionable look at Nangong Shenxiao, and continued to say to You Chuiyun: "Now in front of the world's heroes , how can I, as the founder of the Nangong family, keep my word? If I can’t leave the young sect behind today, then that’s it.”
Before You Chuiyun showed his joy, the man continued to say: "But Young Master, you destroyed most of my Nangong family. Even if you are not the main force, you are still helping me. If you turn around and leave like this, I'm afraid it's not a dignified roar." What Zong Shaozong did. Based on emotion and reason..."
The man's words made You Chuiyun feel numb: "We have to pay some compensation, otherwise, if we let the young master leave like this, how will our Nangong family live among the heroes in the world?"
Make me pay again? I already owe Nantianmen one hundred thousand taels. I am even poorer than a pauper. If I had known better, I would not have mentioned my identity as a young sect member, otherwise others would really think that I had any spare money!
You Chuiyun was stunned in the air, at a loss. If the other party had the upper hand and was unforgiving, he could still argue with him, but what he said was well-founded, so he couldn't be bothered.
Wang Luo saw his eyes on her and laughed and scolded: "The idea is for your Uncle Wang? Look, look, Uncle Wang's salary is only a few hundred taels of silver a year, and you ask Uncle Wang to still eat it?" Don’t want to eat?”
This guy was dishonest. As he spoke, he patted his belly and cried about poverty, saying that he had no money to buy new clothes and that he would go back to eat Li Ziyu's soft rice soon.
At this time, You Chuiyun suddenly remembered the early autumn of Baili. The young lady picked up a ring and got it for thousands of taels... If she were me... Bah, bah, bah, what am I thinking! How can a man who behaves and sits upright like that fellow Wang Luo eat at the hands of women!
The ring... You Chuiyun remembered that he did still have this valuable thing, but when he looked down and saw the sword's body reflecting on his face, he suddenly had an idea and threw the spiritual magic weapon away.
"The sword cultivated by the Sword Master is probably priceless!" You Chuiyun said with a smile: "The value of this sword should be enough..."
Unexpectedly, as soon as the sword was thrown out by him, it immediately flew back angrily, and there was no
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He fell back into his hand, but slapped Yu Chuiyun's butt hard with the blade of the sword. The latter felt almost paralyzed by the slap, and then the sword turned into a sword light and went back and forth.
Everyone was speechless as they looked at You Chuiyun who was holding his buttocks. You Chuiyun's body ached, not only his buttocks, but also his heart ached. Do they have to pay for the cost of the coffin?
Then he had another idea.
"This senior Patriarch Nangong!"
Since we want to discuss, we need to have a discussion tone. We can't put on airs and lose face, right? You Chuiyun didn't have much baggage (everyone said: In fact, he was just shameless), and he said respectfully: "Senior is a model for the younger generation because of his magnanimity. The Nangong family is worthy of being a classic family and a famous family. It really impresses the younger generation."
After talking a lot of nonsense, You Chuiyun got to the point: "As the senior said before, there is nothing hard to admit. The junior is just a lost dog, just barking... What is there for a lonely person like the junior? How can I compensate my senior..."
The middle-aged man frowned and was about to retaliate, but You Chuiyun continued to speak: "However, thanks to the care of Zhang Zhenren, the headmaster of Tianmen, this junior has been selected to become the leader of Nantianmen. For completing the task, he will receive one hundred thousand yuan. Two taels of silver and some other rewards. At that time, the junior family will be considered to have a surplus of food, so how about we compensate the Nangong family?"
"You -" the middle-aged man sighed secretly and was about to nod when suddenly his wife spoke: "What are you dreaming about? Can you wait until that time?"
"Senior, this junior really has no money right now." You Chuiyun smiled bitterly.
In the end, the confrontation lasted for a long time. The founder of Nangong and his wife weighed the pros and cons and knew that the Nangong family was in the wrong to pursue what happened today. They only dared to hold on to You Chuiyun and did not dare to say anything wrong to Wang Luo. , the man finally persuaded his wife in a low voice, and in the end the couple had no choice but to hold their noses and let You Chuiyun go. Of course, the money was owed and had to be repaid.
You Chuiyun couldn't help but scold her in his heart, now he was in debt.
After watching the two of them go away, the couple supervised the sending of people... to salvage the dragon corpse. The dragon corpse was naturally worth a lot of money as Wang Luo said.
"Husband...what are you hiding from me?" The woman looked at the miserable dragon corpse and couldn't help but ask: "You rarely hide anything from me."
The middle-aged man was silent.
"Hmph, you just think my cultivation level is low and I don't deserve to listen to you anymore..."
"Madam, do you know why this You Chuiyun is still alive today and has been trending to become the Son of Destiny in recent months." The middle-aged man suddenly said: "There are obviously thousands of people in the world who hate the Yinxiao Sect to the core. It just happened to be this time.”
The woman didn't understand what her husband was talking about, but she guessed: "My husband wants to say that there is a hand behind You Chuiyun's back? But what I can't understand is...could it be that...he is not referring to the one in the imperial city?"
The middle-aged man hesitated again and again. After all, she was his wife, but he still said slowly: "In fact, there are various signs that that man is back."
"That man? Husband, are we really not going to explain what we are saying?"
The middle-aged man said helplessly: "Although there is no god three feet above my head, there is the Heavenly Supervisor who oversees everything. As a person who communicates between heaven and earth, I will always be unlucky if I talk nonsense."
The woman suddenly said: "Is it a mountain tour?"
The middle-aged man nodded, and the woman looked up at the sky and sighed: "I haven't reached that level after all..."
——
Yun Qingxia was lying on the case, and Zhuge was writing quickly with his pen... Suddenly she slapped the case and cursed: "Master Yanyan,
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No one talks about national affairs? Could it be that the Qianlong ascended the throne and the new dragon replaced the old one? The war in the north is tense, the monster clan in the south is coveting it in the dark despite a small defeat, and several aristocratic families have their own agendas. Are these Qingci ministers praying for blessings and deceiving the gods? "
He was extremely angry, but after a few breaths he suddenly calmed down and said without missing a beat: "Come in."
The Minister of Etiquette of the imperial court calmly looked up at the person coming, and then sneered: "I just finished talking about ghosts, and a ghost actually came."
The person who came in was indeed shrouded in mist, and his true appearance was not visible.
"What do you want from me?" Yun Qingxia sat up indifferently, holding the Zhuge Glaze pen tightly in her hand.
"Yun Qingxia, I want you to help me."
"Why?" Yun Qingxia, the Confucian sage, sat firmly in the Grand Master's chair, looking quite relaxed.
"Because they are of no use to the country."
"So you are good for the country?"
"Um."
"Joke, joke, you died like this, and now you come here to tell me that you want to revitalize Daxia?"
"..."
"speak."
"I want to fulfill her wish."
Yun Qingxia's body swayed, and she came to the black mist, glaring angrily. Since ancient times, when a gentleman is angry, he will kill with his sword, and blood will be splashed five steps away.
"You still have the nerve to mention my sister? Do you really think you will still be my brother-in-law after my sister dies?"
In the white mist, it was hazy.
"Now you don't dare to see anyone at all. You are just a dead soul wandering in the day and night." Yun Qingxia said bluntly: "What are you doing? What did you do to the Monster Clan? You Chuiyun is standing this time Are you behind the scenes that took all the credit? Otherwise, how could your father and son return almost at the same time?"
After Yun Qingxia said these words, she tossed her sleeves and returned to her position angrily: "Is it a debt? Is it compensation? Or is it manipulation, toying with people's applause?
Traveling to the mountains…”
Yun Qingxia finally said his name. It turned out that the man in the mist was You Chuiyun's biological father. He was the head of the Yinxiao Sect and a legendary invincible man.
But Yun Qingxia said sarcastically at this moment: "You don't even know what You Chuiyun has been through... As a father, you make me feel sick."
After a long silence, the man in the mist spoke: "Heaven will confer a great responsibility on this people..."
Yun Qingxia interrupted unceremoniously and sneered: "Does this 'heaven' refer to yourself?"
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You Chuiyun didn't know that his father, whom he hadn't seen for ten years, had actually returned a long time ago, almost at the same time as him from the Demon Realm... He was returning alone at this moment, because Gaoshan and the others wanted to stay in Tianshui City, and he was surrounded by many Being targeted, he had to come back to avoid the limelight - of course he followed Mr. Wang Luowang, pulled the opponent's tiger skin, and returned to Nantianmen safely.
But just as Wang Luo came back, he heard the roar of a Hedong lion that echoed through the sky: "Wang Luo!"
Li Ziyu appeared on time, and Wang Luo's legs visibly weakened. Even with the help of You Chuiyun, this guy was not intimidated.
"Zi...Ziyu..."
"Do you think this Nangong Qing... is she good-looking?" Although she attracted everyone's attention, Li Ziyu was still considerate and did not make a fuss immediately. Instead, she took Wang Luo's arm from You Chuiyun and held him Half pulled, half pulled, dragged away——
You Chuiyun believes that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and Wang Luo doesn't know how afraid he is of his wife.
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