Two red suns, one behind the other, rise slowly on the eastern horizon.
And he, the head of the family, has the opportunity to become the first being in the history of China mainland to be above the three major empires. Just thinking about it makes people tremble with excitement.
There were other Nangong family disciples who dragged Zhao Ji up from the unconscious state. Some even came over with iron hooks. They wanted to use the barbed iron hooks to pierce his shoulder blades and hang him at the gate of the palace. .
For the Northern Song Dynasty, this day may be nailed to the pillar of shame.
"Taibaicheng Daolu Dao servant, I would like to give you a big gift." The tall and thin bamboo pole man said, raising his palm, the rectangular white jade box, as light as a feather, fluttered towards Nangong Chunliang. .
Hearing this, Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and said, "Oh, I've heard of it. It's rumored that there was a fool named Zhao Ji in the Northern Song Dynasty. He was originally a talent in the Northern Song Dynasty. He once won the top prize. Unfortunately, he was greedy for beauty and had unrequited love for several years. The princess gave up her great future and became a funny pug in this woman's lap... It's really sad."
He raised his head and looked at the sky in front of him, with a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. His pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed, his whole body trembling with fear: "Master, master, master... Master..."
After dawn, the morning mist dispersed.
Nangong Chunliang smiled slightly and said, "Old Taishan, please step back. I don't want to hurt your friendship today."
Nangong Chunliang's face showed anger and said: "Why are you panicking? Why don't you get up...get out of the way."
In the palace, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere.
The sword light struck Zhao Ji's body.
"Zhao Ji of the Northern Song Dynasty."
His domineering words just now were interrupted before he finished speaking, the aura he created was destroyed, and anger was already burning in his heart.
The Eight Wise Kings looked resolute and showed no fear: "I said, unless I die."
The old man's neck was suffocated, he made a roaring sound, and struggled with his hands and feet.
A new day has arrived.
In the palace, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere.
"Today, I, the Nangong family, come to dominate the world. I want to kill chickens to scare monkeys. Hehe, whoever dares to disobey will be killed without mercy." Nangong Chunliang looked around, his eyes passing over the faces of countless Song people, scornfully, ridiculing, and dismissive.
The Eight Wise King seemed to have made up his mind and refused to give in. He said loudly: "I've told you clearly, you can't marry Yu'er today, unless I take five steps with blood splattered, and my liver and brain are smeared in front of the gate of the palace." His expression and tone , determined to the extreme.
He sent out a gentle force to catch the jade box, held it in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Are you from Li Mu? Why doesn't Li Mu come? Haha, what a big gift, are you afraid? If you are, just come. My Nangong family has personally surrendered and been a slave for a hundred years, maybe I can let him go..."
Hearing this, Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and said, "Oh, I've heard of it. It's rumored that there was a fool named Zhao Ji in the Northern Song Dynasty. He was originally a talent in the Northern Song Dynasty. He once won the top prize. Unfortunately, he was greedy for beauty and had unrequited love for several years. The princess gave up her great future and became a funny pug in this woman's lap... It's really sad."
For the Northern Song Dynasty, this day may be nailed to the pillar of shame.
Two red suns, one behind the other, rise slowly on the eastern horizon.
Nangong Chunliang was startled, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
Zhao Ji's expression changed drastically, and he felt that the shadow of death was coming instantly.
"Haha, you are so old, why are you still so ignorant? There are some things that should be said, and some things that should not be said." Nangong Chunliang returned the sword to its sheath, his eyes gradually becoming colder.
"Master, the Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty and others have been waiting outside the palace according to your wishes, and will go with the car to pick up the bride." A young man with a red sand mark between his eyebrows, with a capable temperament, wearing black clothes , came over and reported respectfully.
Because the most beautiful woman in the empire, the most beautiful pearl in the empire, is about to be forced to marry the head of the Nangong family.
The number one martial artist in the world appeared in the Nangong family.
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Ji's answer, he slashed out with his sword.
Zhao Ji, who was dressed in white, finally couldn't help it and said: "Master Nangong, why do you have to be so aggressive? Since ancient times, where has there been any reason for letting newcomers come out to greet them in person? Are you trying to humiliate the princess on purpose?"
One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.
"Master Nangong?" The tall and thin man with a tall bamboo pole and a handsome figure landed on the ground and stared at Nangong Chunliang.
Two hundred and forty-nine-year-old Nangong Chunliang, dressed in red robe, stood at the door of Qinzheng Hall, overlooking the palace, and felt a leisurely and refreshing feeling in his heart.
Nangong Chunliang's eyes fell on Zhao Ji: "Who are you?"
There are two heads inside.
He raised his head and looked at the sky in front of him, with a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. His pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed, his whole body trembling with fear: "Master, master, master... Master..."
For any woman, such a marriage is undoubtedly a disaster.
Nangong Chunliang occupied the Magpie Nest and completely occupied the palace. The Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty was forced to dedicate the palace as a wedding venue.
Because the most beautiful woman in the empire, the most beautiful pearl in the empire, is about to be forced to marry the head of the Nangong family.
The Eight Wise King seemed to have made up his mind and refused to give in. He said loudly: "I've told you clearly, you can't marry Yu'er today, unless I take five steps with blood splattered, and my liver and brain are smeared in front of the gate of the palace." His expression and tone , determined to the extreme.
Nangong Chunliang's eyes fell on Zhao Ji: "Who are you?"
In the palace, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere.
For any woman, such a marriage is undoubtedly a disaster.
"Master Nangong?" The tall and thin man with a tall bamboo pole and a handsome figure landed on the ground and stared at Nangong Chunliang.
Today is extremely important for him and the entire Nangong family.
The Eight Wise Kings looked livid and did not speak.
Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and stopped talking.
Everyone is looking in this direction.
Hundreds of people gathered around Nangong Chunliang and arrived at the gate of the palace.
"Master Nangong?" The tall and thin man with a tall bamboo pole and a handsome figure landed on the ground and stared at Nangong Chunliang.
The disciples of the Nangong family were all beaming with joy. Going in and out of the palace was like walking in a busy city.
One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.
But at some point, Feng Xu Yufeng, a tall and thin man who looked like a bamboo pole carrying a piece of clothing, stood in the air, his clothes were not moving in the wind, and behind his back was an antique erhu. He held a rectangular jade box in his hand, looking down like an immortal.
Nangong Chunliang's face showed anger and said: "Why are you panicking? Why don't you get up...get out of the way."
Two hundred and forty-nine-year-old Nangong Chunliang, dressed in red robe, stood at the door of Qinzheng Hall, overlooking the palace, and felt a leisurely and refreshing feeling in his heart.
Nangong Chunliang occupied the Magpie Nest and completely occupied the palace. The Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty was forced to dedicate the palace as a wedding venue.
It feels really good to rise to the top based on the reputation of a martial arts legend.
Nangong Chunliang's eyes fell on Zhao Ji: "Who are you?"
However, Kong Gang seemed not to feel the master's anger. He looked panicked and argued in a panic: "Master, listen to me, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, I..."
This figure fell in front of Nangong Chunliang and said in panic: "Master, it's not good, it's not good..." It was Kong Gang, Nangong Chunliang's second disciple.
In the past few days, members of the Nangong family, and some disciples of the sects who were attached to the Nangong family, entered and exited the palace at will, causing a lot of troubles. There were even reports of palace maids being insulted, and even some of the emperors of the Northern Song Dynasty. Concubines and princesses were all molested, and the news spread and caused an uproar, but the Northern Song Dynasty royal family was helpless.
As he was talking, suddenly, a figure stumbled in the direction of the palace, speeding towards him. He shouted loudly from a distance: "Master, master, something bad has happened..."
The sword light struck Zhao Ji's body.
Two hundred and forty-nine-year-old Nangong Chunliang, dressed in red robe, stood at the door of Qinzheng Hall, overlooking the palace, and felt a leisurely and refreshing feeling in his heart.
Nangong Chunliang held the sword in his hand and said calmly: "This sword is the sword of Dao Ling, the head of the Qingcheng Sect of Shenzong in the Northern Song Dynasty. Dao Ling was stationed in Xuankong Mountain and was ungrateful and had few helpers. He did not obey the orders of our Nangong family and was killed. I, Qilin'er Nangong Yu, beheaded Xuankong Mountain, Qingcheng Sect was destroyed, and the sword came into my hands. Just what you just said is enough to kill you ten thousand times. However, I think you were once considered a talent. If so, If you can take my sword, I won't kill you today."
This figure fell in front of Nangong Chunliang and said in panic: "Master, it's not good, it's not good..." It was Kong Gang, Nangong Chunliang's second disciple.
"Today, I, the Nangong family, come to dominate the world. I want to kill chickens to scare monkeys. Hehe, whoever dares to disobey will be killed without mercy." Nangong Chunliang looked around, his eyes passing over the faces of countless Song people, scornfully, ridiculing, and dismissive.
"Zhao Ji of the Northern Song Dynasty."
Plop!
After dawn, the morning mist dispersed.
Today is extremely important for him and the entire Nangong family.
However, Kong Gang seemed not to feel the master's anger. He looked panicked and argued in a panic: "Master, listen to me, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, I..."
In front of the palace, there were so many masters from the Nangong family, and there were also strong men from all walks of life, all giants in martial arts, but no one noticed when this tall and thin man like a bamboo pole appeared. .
Nangong Chunliang smiled and said: "Before the war, Yu'er could still be so leisurely and elegant, so he must be sure of victory. Don't worry about it, he won't miss today's events... Let's go, let's set off."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Ji's answer, he slashed out with his sword.
After dawn, the morning mist dispersed.
He sent out a gentle force to catch the jade box, held it in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Are you from Li Mu? Why doesn't Li Mu come? Haha, what a big gift, are you afraid? If you are, just come. My Nangong family has personally surrendered and been a slave for a hundred years, maybe I can let him go..."
He has absolute confidence in his son.
In the palace, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere.
puff!
One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.
A pungent smell of blood hit his face.
In front of the palace, there were so many masters from the Nangong family, and there were also strong men from all walks of life, all giants in martial arts, but no one noticed when this tall and thin man like a bamboo pole appeared. .
The Nangong family had been dormant for thousands of years, and finally it soared into the sky as they wished.
His voice was like thunder, resounding around and reaching everyone's ears, saying: "Who else in the world can stop me from the Nangong family? The so-called number one martial artist in the past, the swordsman of Taibai City The god Li Mu is also in front of my son Jianfeng, hesitating, not daring to show up, not even daring to save his own woman, he is a useless person, hehe... "
"Taibaicheng Daolu Dao servant, I would like to give you a big gift." The tall and thin bamboo pole man said, raising his palm, the rectangular white jade box, as light as a feather, fluttered towards Nangong Chunliang. .
Soon, the Palace of the Eight Sages was in sight.
The number one martial artist in the world appeared in the Nangong family.
Who is this person
He sent out a gentle force to catch the jade box, held it in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Are you from Li Mu? Why doesn't Li Mu come? Haha, what a big gift, are you afraid? If you are, just come. My Nangong family has personally surrendered and been a slave for a hundred years, maybe I can let him go..."
In the past few days, members of the Nangong family, and some disciples of the sects who were attached to the Nangong family, entered and exited the palace at will, causing a lot of troubles. There were even reports of palace maids being insulted, and even some of the emperors of the Northern Song Dynasty. Concubines and princesses were all molested, and the news spread and caused an uproar, but the Northern Song Dynasty royal family was helpless.
"Haha, you are so old, why are you still so ignorant? There are some things that should be said, and some things that should not be said." Nangong Chunliang returned the sword to its sheath, his eyes gradually becoming colder.
His voice was like thunder, resounding around and reaching everyone's ears, saying: "Who else in the world can stop me from the Nangong family? The so-called number one martial artist in the past, the swordsman of Taibai City The god Li Mu is also in front of my son Jianfeng, hesitating, not daring to show up, not even daring to save his own woman, he is a useless person, hehe... "
puff!
The entire palace, half a month ago, had been completely controlled and surrounded by the forces of the Nangong family, and only one could enter and not leave.
And he, the head of the family, has the opportunity to become the first being in the history of China mainland to be above the three major empires. Just thinking about it makes people tremble with excitement.
The old man's neck was suffocated, he made a roaring sound, and struggled with his hands and feet.
But at some point, Feng Xu Yufeng, a tall and thin man who looked like a bamboo pole carrying a piece of clothing, stood in the air, his clothes were not moving in the wind, and behind his back was an antique erhu. He held a rectangular jade box in his hand, looking down like an immortal.
"Taibaicheng Daolu Dao servant, I would like to give you a big gift." The tall and thin bamboo pole man said, raising his palm, the rectangular white jade box, as light as a feather, fluttered towards Nangong Chunliang. .
The old man's neck was suffocated, he made a roaring sound, and struggled with his hands and feet.
The Eight Wise Kings couldn't bear it any longer and took a step forward, saying: "Master Nangong, enough is enough."
The sun rises in the east.
Everyone is looking in this direction.
For any Northern Song Dynasty person, today is undoubtedly a day of humiliation.
Hearing this, Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and said, "Oh, I've heard of it. It's rumored that there was a fool named Zhao Ji in the Northern Song Dynasty. He was originally a talent in the Northern Song Dynasty. He once won the top prize. Unfortunately, he was greedy for beauty and had unrequited love for several years. The princess gave up her great future and became a funny pug in this woman's lap... It's really sad."
For the Northern Song Dynasty, this day may be nailed to the pillar of shame.
In front of the palace, there were so many masters from the Nangong family, and there were also strong men from all walks of life, all giants in martial arts, but no one noticed when this tall and thin man like a bamboo pole appeared. .
The Eight Wise Kings looked resolute and showed no fear: "I said, unless I die."
He is Zhang Yu, Nangong Chunliang’s eldest disciple.
Two red suns, one behind the other, rise slowly on the eastern horizon.
"Master, the Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty and others have been waiting outside the palace according to your wishes, and will go with the car to pick up the bride." A young man with a red sand mark between his eyebrows, with a capable temperament, wearing black clothes , came over and reported respectfully.
The Nangong family had been dormant for thousands of years, and finally it soared into the sky as they wished.
Zhang Yu presented a simple ancient sword.
The sword light struck Zhao Ji's body.
He is Zhang Yu, Nangong Chunliang’s eldest disciple.
For any Northern Song Dynasty person, today is undoubtedly a day of humiliation.
Zhang Yu said: "The young master's flying boat went out last night and had not returned in the early morning."
The old man's neck was suffocated, he made a roaring sound, and struggled with his hands and feet.
"Here comes the sword." Nangong Chunliang stretched out his hand.
"This is..." Nangong Chunliang's expression changed drastically.
"Today, I, the Nangong family, come to dominate the world. I want to kill chickens to scare monkeys. Hehe, whoever dares to disobey will be killed without mercy." Nangong Chunliang looked around, his eyes passing over the faces of countless Song people, scornfully, ridiculing, and dismissive.
He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and like a broken paper kite, he flew backwards for dozens of meters and fell down at the gate of the Eighth Sage Prince's Mansion.
In front of the palace, there were so many masters from the Nangong family, and there were also strong men from all walks of life, all giants in martial arts, but no one noticed when this tall and thin man like a bamboo pole appeared. .
"Is Yu'er back?" Nangong Chunliang asked.
He wanted to use this method to attack Li Mu's martial arts aspirations.
The Eight Wise King seemed to have made up his mind and refused to give in. He said loudly: "I've told you clearly, you can't marry Yu'er today, unless I take five steps with blood splattered, and my liver and brain are smeared in front of the gate of the palace." His expression and tone , determined to the extreme.
Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and stopped talking.
"Master Nangong?" The tall and thin man with a tall bamboo pole and a handsome figure landed on the ground and stared at Nangong Chunliang.
The surrounding people of the Northern Song Dynasty became restless.
A Nangong Yu.
Zhang Yu said: "The young master's flying boat went out last night and had not returned in the early morning."
He sent out a gentle force to catch the jade box, held it in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Are you from Li Mu? Why doesn't Li Mu come? Haha, what a big gift, are you afraid? If you are, just come. My Nangong family has personally surrendered and been a slave for a hundred years, maybe I can let him go..."
There were other Nangong family disciples who dragged Zhao Ji up from the unconscious state. Some even came over with iron hooks. They wanted to use the barbed iron hooks to pierce his shoulder blades and hang him at the gate of the palace. .
There are two heads inside.
Two red suns, one behind the other, rise slowly on the eastern horizon.
In the palace, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere.
With that said, he opened the jade box.
"Is Yu'er back?" Nangong Chunliang asked.
Nangong Chunliang smiled and said: "Before the war, Yu'er could still be so leisurely and elegant, so he must be sure of victory. Don't worry about it, he won't miss today's events... Let's go, let's set off."
The Eight Wise King seemed to have made up his mind and refused to give in. He said loudly: "I've told you clearly, you can't marry Yu'er today, unless I take five steps with blood splattered, and my liver and brain are smeared in front of the gate of the palace." His expression and tone , determined to the extreme.
Zhao Ji looked angrily and said, "It's better than the Nangong family who bullies the weak and takes things by force."
Experts from the Nangong family gathered together.
However, Kong Gang seemed not to feel the master's anger. He looked panicked and argued in a panic: "Master, listen to me, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, I..."
The eldest disciple Zhang Yu walked over with a sneer on his face, and with great brutality, he grabbed the Eight Wise King by the neck and dragged him to one side as if he were holding a little chicken.
Hundreds of people gathered around Nangong Chunliang and arrived at the gate of the palace.
Along the way, there was a buzz of people.
Zhang Yu presented a simple ancient sword.
Nangong Chunliang smiled and said: "Before the war, Yu'er could still be so leisurely and elegant, so he must be sure of victory. Don't worry about it, he won't miss today's events... Let's go, let's set off."
Today is extremely important for him and the entire Nangong family.
The Human Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, with gray hair on his temples, had a sad look on his face and stood waiting at the door as if he were a follower. The other members of the royal family, who dared to be angry and dare not speak out, followed the master of the Nangong family on foot, as if they were servants.
The surrounding people of the Northern Song Dynasty became restless.
However, Kong Gang seemed not to feel the master's anger. He looked panicked and argued in a panic: "Master, listen to me, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, I..."
Plop!
Along the way, there was a buzz of people.
Nangong Chunliang was startled, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
The Eight Wise King seemed to have made up his mind and refused to give in. He said loudly: "I've told you clearly, you can't marry Yu'er today, unless I take five steps with blood splattered, and my liver and brain are smeared in front of the gate of the palace." His expression and tone , determined to the extreme.
The powerful men from various major sects and aristocratic families who came to watch the ceremony were lined up on the street to watch the ceremony. There were tens of thousands of people in the martial arts world alone. Plus a large number of people from the Northern Song Dynasty who were forced to come to watch the ceremony. The streets could be said to be... There were huge crowds of people, and the scale was extremely grand.
Along the way, there was a buzz of people.
He looked in the direction Kong Gang pointed.
He raised his head and looked at the sky in front of him, with a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. His pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed, his whole body trembling with fear: "Master, master, master... Master..."
The surrounding people of the Northern Song Dynasty became restless.
Nangong Chunliang smiled slightly and said, "Old Taishan, please step back. I don't want to hurt your friendship today."
He has absolute confidence in his son.
Nangong Chunliang's eyes fell on Zhao Ji: "Who are you?"
"Today, I, the Nangong family, come to dominate the world. I want to kill chickens to scare monkeys. Hehe, whoever dares to disobey will be killed without mercy." Nangong Chunliang looked around, his eyes passing over the faces of countless Song people, scornfully, ridiculing, and dismissive.
Along the way, there was a buzz of people.
The powerful men from various major sects and aristocratic families who came to watch the ceremony were lined up on the street to watch the ceremony. There were tens of thousands of people in the martial arts world alone. Plus a large number of people from the Northern Song Dynasty who were forced to come to watch the ceremony. The streets could be said to be... There were huge crowds of people, and the scale was extremely grand.
Nangong Chunliang smiled slightly and said, "Old Taishan, please step back. I don't want to hurt your friendship today."
For the Northern Song Dynasty, this day may be nailed to the pillar of shame.
Plop!
As he was talking, suddenly, a figure stumbled in the direction of the palace, speeding towards him. He shouted loudly from a distance: "Master, master, something bad has happened..."
For any Northern Song Dynasty person, today is undoubtedly a day of humiliation.
The Eight Wise Kings looked livid and did not speak.
And he, the head of the family, has the opportunity to become the first being in the history of China mainland to be above the three major empires. Just thinking about it makes people tremble with excitement.
And he, the head of the family, has the opportunity to become the first being in the history of China mainland to be above the three major empires. Just thinking about it makes people tremble with excitement.
In the palace, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere.
With that said, he opened the jade box.
"Here comes the sword." Nangong Chunliang stretched out his hand.
Soon, the Palace of the Eight Sages was in sight.
Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and stopped talking.
It feels really good to rise to the top based on the reputation of a martial arts legend.
A pungent smell of blood hit his face.
Zhao Ji looked angrily and said, "It's better than the Nangong family who bullies the weak and takes things by force."
The Eight Wise Kings slowly walked out of the gate with the people in the mansion.
Hundreds of people gathered around Nangong Chunliang and arrived at the gate of the palace.
The entire palace, half a month ago, had been completely controlled and surrounded by the forces of the Nangong family, and only one could enter and not leave.
Zhang Yu said: "The young master's flying boat went out last night and had not returned in the early morning."
Experts from the Nangong family gathered together.
"Haha, you are so old, why are you still so ignorant? There are some things that should be said, and some things that should not be said." Nangong Chunliang returned the sword to its sheath, his eyes gradually becoming colder.
The Eight Wise Kings stood in front of the seriously injured Zhao Ji and said angrily: "Hmph, is there any peace left between you and me?"
In the palace, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere.
"Hahaha, the head of the family has already arrived, why don't you see the bride coming out to greet her husband?" Nangong Chunliang's arrogance was a bit too much.
He looked in the direction Kong Gang pointed.
The eldest disciple Zhang Yu walked over with a sneer on his face, and with great brutality, he grabbed the Eight Wise King by the neck and dragged him to one side as if he were holding a little chicken.
In fact, he did this deliberately for everyone to see, and he wanted to stimulate Li Mu in this way. He believed that Li Mu must be here today, perhaps hiding in the crowd, waiting for an opportunity to save people.
His domineering words just now were interrupted before he finished speaking, the aura he created was destroyed, and anger was already burning in his heart.
"Is Yu'er back?" Nangong Chunliang asked.
The Eight Wise Kings stood in front of the seriously injured Zhao Ji and said angrily: "Hmph, is there any peace left between you and me?"
As he was talking, suddenly, a figure stumbled in the direction of the palace, speeding towards him. He shouted loudly from a distance: "Master, master, something bad has happened..."
He sent out a gentle force to catch the jade box, held it in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Are you from Li Mu? Why doesn't Li Mu come? Haha, what a big gift, are you afraid? If you are, just come. My Nangong family has personally surrendered and been a slave for a hundred years, maybe I can let him go..."
He wanted to use this method to attack Li Mu's martial arts aspirations.
After dawn, the morning mist dispersed.
The air parted like butter.
Because the most beautiful woman in the empire, the most beautiful pearl in the empire, is about to be forced to marry the head of the Nangong family.
Experts from the Nangong family gathered together.
For any woman, such a marriage is undoubtedly a disaster.
It feels really good to rise to the top based on the reputation of a martial arts legend.
Nangong Chunliang frowned and said, "Your Excellency is..."
"Haha, you are so old, why are you still so ignorant? There are some things that should be said, and some things that should not be said." Nangong Chunliang returned the sword to its sheath, his eyes gradually becoming colder.
The Eight Wise Kings couldn't bear it any longer and took a step forward, saying: "Master Nangong, enough is enough."
Nangong Chunliang's face showed anger and said: "Why are you panicking? Why don't you get up...get out of the way."
He had passed the literary examination at that time and only learned martial arts later. How could he be an opponent of Nangong Chunliang, the head of a thousand-year-old family? How could he be punished with just one sword
The Eight Wise Kings slowly walked out of the gate with the people in the mansion.
Nangong Chunliang smiled and said: "Before the war, Yu'er could still be so leisurely and elegant, so he must be sure of victory. Don't worry about it, he won't miss today's events... Let's go, let's set off."
For the Northern Song Dynasty, this day may be nailed to the pillar of shame.
For any woman, such a marriage is undoubtedly a disaster.
The Nangong family had been dormant for thousands of years, and finally it soared into the sky as they wished.
One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.
"Hey, Lao Taishan went out to greet me personally, why don't you see the princess?" Nangong Chunliang walked forward with a smile on his face and said, "Didn't I tell you that the princess should come out to greet me in person in her wedding clothes? You haven't even gotten along yet, so you don't want to listen to your husband?"
The Nangong family had been dormant for thousands of years, and finally it soared into the sky as they wished.
With that said, he opened the jade box.
"Hahaha, the head of the family has already arrived, why don't you see the bride coming out to greet her husband?" Nangong Chunliang's arrogance was a bit too much.
The Eight Wise Kings looked livid and did not speak.
The Eight Wise Kings couldn't bear it any longer and took a step forward, saying: "Master Nangong, enough is enough."
The Eight Wise Kings looked resolute and showed no fear: "I said, unless I die."
Soon, the Palace of the Eight Sages was in sight.
"Today, I, the Nangong family, come to dominate the world. I want to kill chickens to scare monkeys. Hehe, whoever dares to disobey will be killed without mercy." Nangong Chunliang looked around, his eyes passing over the faces of countless Song people, scornfully, ridiculing, and dismissive.
In fact, he did this deliberately for everyone to see, and he wanted to stimulate Li Mu in this way. He believed that Li Mu must be here today, perhaps hiding in the crowd, waiting for an opportunity to save people.
Zhao Ji, who was dressed in white, finally couldn't help it and said: "Master Nangong, why do you have to be so aggressive? Since ancient times, where has there been any reason for letting newcomers come out to greet them in person? Are you trying to humiliate the princess on purpose?"
He raised his head and looked at the sky in front of him, with a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. His pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed, his whole body trembling with fear: "Master, master, master... Master..."
He looked in the direction Kong Gang pointed.
puff!
The Human Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, with gray hair on his temples, had a sad look on his face and stood waiting at the door as if he were a follower. The other members of the royal family, who dared to be angry and dare not speak out, followed the master of the Nangong family on foot, as if they were servants.
One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.
A Nangong Yu.
Nangong Chunliang's eyes fell on Zhao Ji: "Who are you?"
With that said, he opened the jade box.
For the Northern Song Dynasty, this day may be nailed to the pillar of shame.
"Zhao Ji of the Northern Song Dynasty."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Ji's answer, he slashed out with his sword.
"Master Nangong?" The tall and thin man with a tall bamboo pole and a handsome figure landed on the ground and stared at Nangong Chunliang.
The Nangong family had been dormant for thousands of years, and finally it soared into the sky as they wished.
puff!
The Nangong family had been dormant for thousands of years, and finally it soared into the sky as they wished.
In fact, he did this deliberately for everyone to see, and he wanted to stimulate Li Mu in this way. He believed that Li Mu must be here today, perhaps hiding in the crowd, waiting for an opportunity to save people.
"Is Yu'er back?" Nangong Chunliang asked.
Hearing this, Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and said, "Oh, I've heard of it. It's rumored that there was a fool named Zhao Ji in the Northern Song Dynasty. He was originally a talent in the Northern Song Dynasty. He once won the top prize. Unfortunately, he was greedy for beauty and had unrequited love for several years. The princess gave up her great future and became a funny pug in this woman's lap... It's really sad."
The disciples of the Nangong family were all beaming with joy. Going in and out of the palace was like walking in a busy city.
The number one martial artist in the world appeared in the Nangong family.
Nangong Chunliang frowned and said, "Your Excellency is..."
A new day has arrived.
The surrounding people of the Northern Song Dynasty became restless.
Zhao Ji looked angrily and said, "It's better than the Nangong family who bullies the weak and takes things by force."
Zhao Ji's expression changed drastically, and he felt that the shadow of death was coming instantly.
His domineering words just now were interrupted before he finished speaking, the aura he created was destroyed, and anger was already burning in his heart.
The Nangong family had been dormant for thousands of years, and finally it soared into the sky as they wished.
The surrounding people of the Northern Song Dynasty became restless.
Nangong Chunliang sheathed his sword, smiled, and said: "I suddenly changed my mind. Today is a big day and it is not appropriate to kill people. I will spare your life and let you see how I enter the bridal chamber with your unrequited love, haha... Come on... Man, let me hang him at the gate of the palace."
Nangong Chunliang sheathed his sword, smiled, and said: "I suddenly changed my mind. Today is a big day and it is not appropriate to kill people. I will spare your life and let you see how I enter the bridal chamber with your unrequited love, haha... Come on... Man, let me hang him at the gate of the palace."
Along the way, there was a buzz of people.
"Here comes the sword." Nangong Chunliang stretched out his hand.
In fact, he did this deliberately for everyone to see, and he wanted to stimulate Li Mu in this way. He believed that Li Mu must be here today, perhaps hiding in the crowd, waiting for an opportunity to save people.
Zhang Yu said: "The young master's flying boat went out last night and had not returned in the early morning."
The Eight Wise Kings stood in front of the seriously injured Zhao Ji and said angrily: "Hmph, is there any peace left between you and me?"
Hearing this, Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and said, "Oh, I've heard of it. It's rumored that there was a fool named Zhao Ji in the Northern Song Dynasty. He was originally a talent in the Northern Song Dynasty. He once won the top prize. Unfortunately, he was greedy for beauty and had unrequited love for several years. The princess gave up her great future and became a funny pug in this woman's lap... It's really sad."
Soon, the Palace of the Eight Sages was in sight.
Zhang Yu presented a simple ancient sword.
Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and stopped talking.
Zhang Yu said: "The young master's flying boat went out last night and had not returned in the early morning."
Nangong Chunliang held the sword in his hand and said calmly: "This sword is the sword of Dao Ling, the head of the Qingcheng Sect of Shenzong in the Northern Song Dynasty. Dao Ling was stationed in Xuankong Mountain and was ungrateful and had few helpers. He did not obey the orders of our Nangong family and was killed. I, Qilin'er Nangong Yu, beheaded Xuankong Mountain, Qingcheng Sect was destroyed, and the sword came into my hands. Just what you just said is enough to kill you ten thousand times. However, I think you were once considered a talent. If so, If you can take my sword, I won't kill you today."
The number one martial artist in the world appeared in the Nangong family.
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Ji's answer, he slashed out with his sword.
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Ji's answer, he slashed out with his sword.
"Zhao Ji of the Northern Song Dynasty."
He wanted to use this method to attack Li Mu's martial arts aspirations.
The Eight Wise Kings slowly walked out of the gate with the people in the mansion.
Everyone is looking in this direction.
"Hahaha, the head of the family has already arrived, why don't you see the bride coming out to greet her husband?" Nangong Chunliang's arrogance was a bit too much.
However, Kong Gang seemed not to feel the master's anger. He looked panicked and argued in a panic: "Master, listen to me, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, I..."
He is Zhang Yu, Nangong Chunliang’s eldest disciple.
This Kong Gang is usually very sensible and discerning, but why is he so reckless today.
The air parted like butter.
Zhao Ji, who was dressed in white, finally couldn't help it and said: "Master Nangong, why do you have to be so aggressive? Since ancient times, where has there been any reason for letting newcomers come out to greet them in person? Are you trying to humiliate the princess on purpose?"
Who is this person
Today is extremely important for him and the entire Nangong family.
The disciples of the Nangong family were all beaming with joy. Going in and out of the palace was like walking in a busy city.
Nangong Chunliang's eyes fell on Zhao Ji: "Who are you?"
Everyone is looking in this direction.
He wanted to use this method to attack Li Mu's martial arts aspirations.
Zhao Ji's expression changed drastically, and he felt that the shadow of death was coming instantly.
Along the way, there was a buzz of people.
There are two heads inside.
He had passed the literary examination at that time and only learned martial arts later. How could he be an opponent of Nangong Chunliang, the head of a thousand-year-old family? How could he be punished with just one sword
Because the most beautiful woman in the empire, the most beautiful pearl in the empire, is about to be forced to marry the head of the Nangong family.
The Eight Wise Kings looked livid and did not speak.
For any woman, such a marriage is undoubtedly a disaster.
The Eight Wise Kings looked livid and did not speak.
A nangong cloud.
A Nangong Yu.
For any woman, such a marriage is undoubtedly a disaster.
Experts from the Nangong family gathered together.
puff!
Nangong Chunliang sheathed his sword, smiled, and said: "I suddenly changed my mind. Today is a big day and it is not appropriate to kill people. I will spare your life and let you see how I enter the bridal chamber with your unrequited love, haha... Come on... Man, let me hang him at the gate of the palace."
"Haha, you are so old, why are you still so ignorant? There are some things that should be said, and some things that should not be said." Nangong Chunliang returned the sword to its sheath, his eyes gradually becoming colder.
After dawn, the morning mist dispersed.
The sword light struck Zhao Ji's body.
The entire palace, half a month ago, had been completely controlled and surrounded by the forces of the Nangong family, and only one could enter and not leave.
A nangong cloud.
One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.
He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and like a broken paper kite, he flew backwards for dozens of meters and fell down at the gate of the Eighth Sage Prince's Mansion.
Nangong Chunliang held the sword in his hand and said calmly: "This sword is the sword of Dao Ling, the head of the Qingcheng Sect of Shenzong in the Northern Song Dynasty. Dao Ling was stationed in Xuankong Mountain and was ungrateful and had few helpers. He did not obey the orders of our Nangong family and was killed. I, Qilin'er Nangong Yu, beheaded Xuankong Mountain, Qingcheng Sect was destroyed, and the sword came into my hands. Just what you just said is enough to kill you ten thousand times. However, I think you were once considered a talent. If so, If you can take my sword, I won't kill you today."
"Master, the Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty and others have been waiting outside the palace according to your wishes, and will go with the car to pick up the bride." A young man with a red sand mark between his eyebrows, with a capable temperament, wearing black clothes , came over and reported respectfully.
This figure fell in front of Nangong Chunliang and said in panic: "Master, it's not good, it's not good..." It was Kong Gang, Nangong Chunliang's second disciple.
Nangong Chunliang sheathed his sword, smiled, and said: "I suddenly changed my mind. Today is a big day and it is not appropriate to kill people. I will spare your life and let you see how I enter the bridal chamber with your unrequited love, haha... Come on... Man, let me hang him at the gate of the palace."
A nangong cloud.
Everyone is looking in this direction.
The disciples of the Nangong family were all beaming with joy. Going in and out of the palace was like walking in a busy city.
"Here comes the sword." Nangong Chunliang stretched out his hand.
The Eight Wise Kings couldn't bear it any longer and took a step forward, saying: "Master Nangong, enough is enough."
"Hahaha, the head of the family has already arrived, why don't you see the bride coming out to greet her husband?" Nangong Chunliang's arrogance was a bit too much.
His voice was like thunder, resounding around and reaching everyone's ears, saying: "Who else in the world can stop me from the Nangong family? The so-called number one martial artist in the past, the swordsman of Taibai City The god Li Mu is also in front of my son Jianfeng, hesitating, not daring to show up, not even daring to save his own woman, he is a useless person, hehe... "
He raised his head and looked at the sky in front of him, with a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. His pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed, his whole body trembling with fear: "Master, master, master... Master..."
However, Kong Gang seemed not to feel the master's anger. He looked panicked and argued in a panic: "Master, listen to me, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, I..."
Nangong Chunliang smiled slightly and said, "Old Taishan, please step back. I don't want to hurt your friendship today."
Two red suns, one behind the other, rise slowly on the eastern horizon.
Two hundred and forty-nine-year-old Nangong Chunliang, dressed in red robe, stood at the door of Qinzheng Hall, overlooking the palace, and felt a leisurely and refreshing feeling in his heart.
Zhao Ji looked angrily and said, "It's better than the Nangong family who bullies the weak and takes things by force."
A nangong cloud.
The Eight Wise Kings stood in front of the seriously injured Zhao Ji and said angrily: "Hmph, is there any peace left between you and me?"
For the Northern Song Dynasty, this day may be nailed to the pillar of shame.
Nangong Chunliang smiled slightly and said, "Old Taishan, please step back. I don't want to hurt your friendship today."
A Nangong Yu.
"Haha, you are so old, why are you still so ignorant? There are some things that should be said, and some things that should not be said." Nangong Chunliang returned the sword to its sheath, his eyes gradually becoming colder.
"Master, the Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty and others have been waiting outside the palace according to your wishes, and will go with the car to pick up the bride." A young man with a red sand mark between his eyebrows, with a capable temperament, wearing black clothes , came over and reported respectfully.
Nangong Chunliang sheathed his sword, smiled, and said: "I suddenly changed my mind. Today is a big day and it is not appropriate to kill people. I will spare your life and let you see how I enter the bridal chamber with your unrequited love, haha... Come on... Man, let me hang him at the gate of the palace."
"Taibaicheng Daolu Dao servant, I would like to give you a big gift." The tall and thin bamboo pole man said, raising his palm, the rectangular white jade box, as light as a feather, fluttered towards Nangong Chunliang. .
Nangong Chunliang held the sword in his hand and said calmly: "This sword is the sword of Dao Ling, the head of the Qingcheng Sect of Shenzong in the Northern Song Dynasty. Dao Ling was stationed in Xuankong Mountain and was ungrateful and had few helpers. He did not obey the orders of our Nangong family and was killed. I, Qilin'er Nangong Yu, beheaded Xuankong Mountain, Qingcheng Sect was destroyed, and the sword came into my hands. Just what you just said is enough to kill you ten thousand times. However, I think you were once considered a talent. If so, If you can take my sword, I won't kill you today."
There were other Nangong family disciples who dragged Zhao Ji up from the unconscious state. Some even came over with iron hooks. They wanted to use the barbed iron hooks to pierce his shoulder blades and hang him at the gate of the palace. .
The Eight Wise King seemed to have made up his mind and refused to give in. He said loudly: "I've told you clearly, you can't marry Yu'er today, unless I take five steps with blood splattered, and my liver and brain are smeared in front of the gate of the palace." His expression and tone , determined to the extreme.
The surrounding people of the Northern Song Dynasty became restless.
The Eight Wise King seemed to have made up his mind and refused to give in. He said loudly: "I've told you clearly, you can't marry Yu'er today, unless I take five steps with blood splattered, and my liver and brain are smeared in front of the gate of the palace." His expression and tone , determined to the extreme.
For any Northern Song Dynasty person, today is undoubtedly a day of humiliation.
Nangong Chunliang occupied the Magpie Nest and completely occupied the palace. The Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty was forced to dedicate the palace as a wedding venue.
The Eight Wise Kings couldn't bear it any longer and took a step forward, saying: "Master Nangong, enough is enough."
He raised his head and looked at the sky in front of him, with a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. His pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed, his whole body trembling with fear: "Master, master, master... Master..."
One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.
"Haha, you are really ignorant." Nangong Chunliang shook his head, with a smile on his face, and said: "Old guy, I'm afraid you can't stop it. It would be a pity to bury this old bone today. , I’ll give you one last chance, step back.”
As he was talking, suddenly, a figure stumbled in the direction of the palace, speeding towards him. He shouted loudly from a distance: "Master, master, something bad has happened..."
puff!
His domineering words just now were interrupted before he finished speaking, the aura he created was destroyed, and anger was already burning in his heart.
His voice was like thunder, resounding around and reaching everyone's ears, saying: "Who else in the world can stop me from the Nangong family? The so-called number one martial artist in the past, the swordsman of Taibai City The god Li Mu is also in front of my son Jianfeng, hesitating, not daring to show up, not even daring to save his own woman, he is a useless person, hehe... "
But at some point, Feng Xu Yufeng, a tall and thin man who looked like a bamboo pole carrying a piece of clothing, stood in the air, his clothes were not moving in the wind, and behind his back was an antique erhu. He held a rectangular jade box in his hand, looking down like an immortal.
The Eight Wise Kings looked resolute and showed no fear: "I said, unless I die."
For any woman, such a marriage is undoubtedly a disaster.
For any woman, such a marriage is undoubtedly a disaster.
"Here comes the sword." Nangong Chunliang stretched out his hand.
Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and stopped talking.
The Eight Wise King seemed to have made up his mind and refused to give in. He said loudly: "I've told you clearly, you can't marry Yu'er today, unless I take five steps with blood splattered, and my liver and brain are smeared in front of the gate of the palace." His expression and tone , determined to the extreme.
The disciples of the Nangong family were all beaming with joy. Going in and out of the palace was like walking in a busy city.
After dawn, the morning mist dispersed.
"Master, the Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty and others have been waiting outside the palace according to your wishes, and will go with the car to pick up the bride." A young man with a red sand mark between his eyebrows, with a capable temperament, wearing black clothes , came over and reported respectfully.
The eldest disciple Zhang Yu walked over with a sneer on his face, and with great brutality, he grabbed the Eight Wise King by the neck and dragged him to one side as if he were holding a little chicken.
Two hundred and forty-nine-year-old Nangong Chunliang, dressed in red robe, stood at the door of Qinzheng Hall, overlooking the palace, and felt a leisurely and refreshing feeling in his heart.
One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.
For the Northern Song Dynasty, this day may be nailed to the pillar of shame.
Because the most beautiful woman in the empire, the most beautiful pearl in the empire, is about to be forced to marry the head of the Nangong family.
He wanted to use this method to attack Li Mu's martial arts aspirations.
The Eight Wise Kings stood in front of the seriously injured Zhao Ji and said angrily: "Hmph, is there any peace left between you and me?"
Nangong Chunliang was startled, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
The disciples of the Nangong family were all beaming with joy. Going in and out of the palace was like walking in a busy city.
The old man's neck was suffocated, he made a roaring sound, and struggled with his hands and feet.
A new day has arrived.
For the Northern Song Dynasty, this day may be nailed to the pillar of shame.
There were other Nangong family disciples who dragged Zhao Ji up from the unconscious state. Some even came over with iron hooks. They wanted to use the barbed iron hooks to pierce his shoulder blades and hang him at the gate of the palace. .
Nangong Chunliang smiled slightly and said, "Old Taishan, please step back. I don't want to hurt your friendship today."
Because the most beautiful woman in the empire, the most beautiful pearl in the empire, is about to be forced to marry the head of the Nangong family.
Nangong Chunliang's eyes fell on Zhao Ji: "Who are you?"
Zhao Ji's expression changed drastically, and he felt that the shadow of death was coming instantly.
Experts from the Nangong family gathered together.
In the past few days, members of the Nangong family, and some disciples of the sects who were attached to the Nangong family, entered and exited the palace at will, causing a lot of troubles. There were even reports of palace maids being insulted, and even some of the emperors of the Northern Song Dynasty. Concubines and princesses were all molested, and the news spread and caused an uproar, but the Northern Song Dynasty royal family was helpless.
His voice was like thunder, resounding around and reaching everyone's ears, saying: "Who else in the world can stop me from the Nangong family? The so-called number one martial artist in the past, the swordsman of Taibai City The god Li Mu is also in front of my son Jianfeng, hesitating, not daring to show up, not even daring to save his own woman, he is a useless person, hehe... "
Two red suns, one behind the other, rise slowly on the eastern horizon.
The members of the Northern Song royal family looked humiliated.
Nangong Chunliang smiled slightly and said, "Old Taishan, please step back. I don't want to hurt your friendship today."
For any Northern Song Dynasty person, today is undoubtedly a day of humiliation.
Today is extremely important for him and the entire Nangong family.
The surrounding people of the Northern Song Dynasty became restless.
In front of the palace, there were so many masters from the Nangong family, and there were also strong men from all walks of life, all giants in martial arts, but no one noticed when this tall and thin man like a bamboo pole appeared. .
In the palace, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere.
The disciples of the Nangong family were all beaming with joy. Going in and out of the palace was like walking in a busy city.
His domineering words just now were interrupted before he finished speaking, the aura he created was destroyed, and anger was already burning in his heart.
Hearing this, Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and said, "Oh, I've heard of it. It's rumored that there was a fool named Zhao Ji in the Northern Song Dynasty. He was originally a talent in the Northern Song Dynasty. He once won the top prize. Unfortunately, he was greedy for beauty and had unrequited love for several years. The princess gave up her great future and became a funny pug in this woman's lap... It's really sad."
The sword light struck Zhao Ji's body.
He wanted to use this method to attack Li Mu's martial arts aspirations.
Everyone is looking in this direction.
"Today, I, the Nangong family, come to dominate the world. I want to kill chickens to scare monkeys. Hehe, whoever dares to disobey will be killed without mercy." Nangong Chunliang looked around, his eyes passing over the faces of countless Song people, scornfully, ridiculing, and dismissive.
He sent out a gentle force to catch the jade box, held it in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Are you from Li Mu? Why doesn't Li Mu come? Haha, what a big gift, are you afraid? If you are, just come. My Nangong family has personally surrendered and been a slave for a hundred years, maybe I can let him go..."
There are two heads inside.
He has absolute confidence in his son.
His voice was like thunder, resounding around and reaching everyone's ears, saying: "Who else in the world can stop me from the Nangong family? The so-called number one martial artist in the past, the swordsman of Taibai City The god Li Mu is also in front of my son Jianfeng, hesitating, not daring to show up, not even daring to save his own woman, he is a useless person, hehe... "
"Haha, you are really ignorant." Nangong Chunliang shook his head, with a smile on his face, and said: "Old guy, I'm afraid you can't stop it. It would be a pity to bury this old bone today. , I’ll give you one last chance, step back.”
Nangong Chunliang's face showed anger and said: "Why are you panicking? Why don't you get up...get out of the way."
In the past few days, members of the Nangong family, and some disciples of the sects who were attached to the Nangong family, entered and exited the palace at will, causing a lot of troubles. There were even reports of palace maids being insulted, and even some of the emperors of the Northern Song Dynasty. Concubines and princesses were all molested, and the news spread and caused an uproar, but the Northern Song Dynasty royal family was helpless.
"Haha, you are really ignorant." Nangong Chunliang shook his head, with a smile on his face, and said: "Old guy, I'm afraid you can't stop it. It would be a pity to bury this old bone today. , I’ll give you one last chance, step back.”
"Taibaicheng Daolu Dao servant, I would like to give you a big gift." The tall and thin bamboo pole man said, raising his palm, the rectangular white jade box, as light as a feather, fluttered towards Nangong Chunliang. .
As he was talking, suddenly, a figure stumbled in the direction of the palace, speeding towards him. He shouted loudly from a distance: "Master, master, something bad has happened..."
The air parted like butter.
The Nangong family had been dormant for thousands of years, and finally it soared into the sky as they wished.
"Today, I, the Nangong family, come to dominate the world. I want to kill chickens to scare monkeys. Hehe, whoever dares to disobey will be killed without mercy." Nangong Chunliang looked around, his eyes passing over the faces of countless Song people, scornfully, ridiculing, and dismissive.
Today is extremely important for him and the entire Nangong family.
"Taibaicheng Daolu Dao servant, I would like to give you a big gift." The tall and thin bamboo pole man said, raising his palm, the rectangular white jade box, as light as a feather, fluttered towards Nangong Chunliang. .
He raised his head and looked at the sky in front of him, with a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. His pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed, his whole body trembling with fear: "Master, master, master... Master..."
But at some point, Feng Xu Yufeng, a tall and thin man who looked like a bamboo pole carrying a piece of clothing, stood in the air, his clothes were not moving in the wind, and behind his back was an antique erhu. He held a rectangular jade box in his hand, looking down like an immortal.
Plop!
The number one martial artist in the world appeared in the Nangong family.
The eldest disciple Zhang Yu walked over with a sneer on his face, and with great brutality, he grabbed the Eight Wise King by the neck and dragged him to one side as if he were holding a little chicken.
This figure fell in front of Nangong Chunliang and said in panic: "Master, it's not good, it's not good..." It was Kong Gang, Nangong Chunliang's second disciple.
The disciples of the Nangong family were all beaming with joy. Going in and out of the palace was like walking in a busy city.
A new day has arrived.
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Ji's answer, he slashed out with his sword.
With that said, he opened the jade box.
Zhang Yu said: "The young master's flying boat went out last night and had not returned in the early morning."
Nangong Chunliang's face showed anger and said: "Why are you panicking? Why don't you get up...get out of the way."
As he was talking, suddenly, a figure stumbled in the direction of the palace, speeding towards him. He shouted loudly from a distance: "Master, master, something bad has happened..."
Nangong Chunliang smiled and said: "Before the war, Yu'er could still be so leisurely and elegant, so he must be sure of victory. Don't worry about it, he won't miss today's events... Let's go, let's set off."
Halfway through his words, Kong Gang was suddenly stunned.
A pungent smell of blood hit his face.
His domineering words just now were interrupted before he finished speaking, the aura he created was destroyed, and anger was already burning in his heart.
"Taibaicheng Daolu Dao servant, I would like to give you a big gift." The tall and thin bamboo pole man said, raising his palm, the rectangular white jade box, as light as a feather, fluttered towards Nangong Chunliang. .
Soon, the Palace of the Eight Sages was in sight.
"Haha, you are really ignorant." Nangong Chunliang shook his head, with a smile on his face, and said: "Old guy, I'm afraid you can't stop it. It would be a pity to bury this old bone today. , I’ll give you one last chance, step back.”
puff!
The sun rises in the east.
This Kong Gang is usually very sensible and discerning, but why is he so reckless today.
The disciples of the Nangong family were all beaming with joy. Going in and out of the palace was like walking in a busy city.
Nangong Chunliang smiled and said: "Before the war, Yu'er could still be so leisurely and elegant, so he must be sure of victory. Don't worry about it, he won't miss today's events... Let's go, let's set off."
The members of the Northern Song royal family looked humiliated.
One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.
He had passed the literary examination at that time and only learned martial arts later. How could he be an opponent of Nangong Chunliang, the head of a thousand-year-old family? How could he be punished with just one sword
Zhang Yu presented a simple ancient sword.
There are two heads inside.
However, Kong Gang seemed not to feel the master's anger. He looked panicked and argued in a panic: "Master, listen to me, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, I..."
Nangong Chunliang occupied the Magpie Nest and completely occupied the palace. The Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty was forced to dedicate the palace as a wedding venue.
The old man's neck was suffocated, he made a roaring sound, and struggled with his hands and feet.
"Master, the Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty and others have been waiting outside the palace according to your wishes, and will go with the car to pick up the bride." A young man with a red sand mark between his eyebrows, with a capable temperament, wearing black clothes , came over and reported respectfully.
"This is..." Nangong Chunliang's expression changed drastically.
Nangong Chunliang's eyes fell on Zhao Ji: "Who are you?"
Halfway through his words, Kong Gang was suddenly stunned.
He is Zhang Yu, Nangong Chunliang’s eldest disciple.
Experts from the Nangong family gathered together.
Zhao Ji looked angrily and said, "It's better than the Nangong family who bullies the weak and takes things by force."
He raised his head and looked at the sky in front of him, with a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. His pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed, his whole body trembling with fear: "Master, master, master... Master..."
The Eight Wise Kings slowly walked out of the gate with the people in the mansion.
One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.
As he was talking, suddenly, a figure stumbled in the direction of the palace, speeding towards him. He shouted loudly from a distance: "Master, master, something bad has happened..."
The surrounding people of the Northern Song Dynasty became restless.
Hearing this, Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and said, "Oh, I've heard of it. It's rumored that there was a fool named Zhao Ji in the Northern Song Dynasty. He was originally a talent in the Northern Song Dynasty. He once won the top prize. Unfortunately, he was greedy for beauty and had unrequited love for several years. The princess gave up her great future and became a funny pug in this woman's lap... It's really sad."
Nangong Chunliang was startled, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
The Nangong family had been dormant for thousands of years, and finally it soared into the sky as they wished.
Two hundred and forty-nine-year-old Nangong Chunliang, dressed in red robe, stood at the door of Qinzheng Hall, overlooking the palace, and felt a leisurely and refreshing feeling in his heart.
In front of the palace, there were so many masters from the Nangong family, and there were also strong men from all walks of life, all giants in martial arts, but no one noticed when this tall and thin man like a bamboo pole appeared. .
Nangong Chunliang sheathed his sword, smiled, and said: "I suddenly changed my mind. Today is a big day and it is not appropriate to kill people. I will spare your life and let you see how I enter the bridal chamber with your unrequited love, haha... Come on... Man, let me hang him at the gate of the palace."
The Eight Wise King seemed to have made up his mind and refused to give in. He said loudly: "I've told you clearly, you can't marry Yu'er today, unless I take five steps with blood splattered, and my liver and brain are smeared in front of the gate of the palace." His expression and tone , determined to the extreme.
He looked in the direction Kong Gang pointed.
And he, the head of the family, has the opportunity to become the first being in the history of China mainland to be above the three major empires. Just thinking about it makes people tremble with excitement.
In front of the palace, there were so many masters from the Nangong family, and there were also strong men from all walks of life, all giants in martial arts, but no one noticed when this tall and thin man like a bamboo pole appeared. .
In front of the palace, there were so many masters from the Nangong family, and there were also strong men from all walks of life, all giants in martial arts, but no one noticed when this tall and thin man like a bamboo pole appeared. .
A pungent smell of blood hit his face.
"Taibaicheng Daolu Dao servant, I would like to give you a big gift." The tall and thin bamboo pole man said, raising his palm, the rectangular white jade box, as light as a feather, fluttered towards Nangong Chunliang. .
Experts from the Nangong family gathered together.
Nangong Chunliang frowned and said, "Your Excellency is..."
Everyone is looking in this direction.
The Human Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, with gray hair on his temples, had a sad look on his face and stood waiting at the door as if he were a follower. The other members of the royal family, who dared to be angry and dare not speak out, followed the master of the Nangong family on foot, as if they were servants.
One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.
Nangong Chunliang's eyes fell on Zhao Ji: "Who are you?"
One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.
"Taibaicheng Daolu Dao servant, I would like to give you a big gift." The tall and thin bamboo pole man said, raising his palm, the rectangular white jade box, as light as a feather, fluttered towards Nangong Chunliang. .
His domineering words just now were interrupted before he finished speaking, the aura he created was destroyed, and anger was already burning in his heart.
Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and stopped talking.
But at some point, Feng Xu Yufeng, a tall and thin man who looked like a bamboo pole carrying a piece of clothing, stood in the air, his clothes were not moving in the wind, and behind his back was an antique erhu. He held a rectangular jade box in his hand, looking down like an immortal.
However, Kong Gang seemed not to feel the master's anger. He looked panicked and argued in a panic: "Master, listen to me, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, I..."
He raised his head and looked at the sky in front of him, with a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. His pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed, his whole body trembling with fear: "Master, master, master... Master..."
puff!
He has absolute confidence in his son.
The Eight Wise Kings stood in front of the seriously injured Zhao Ji and said angrily: "Hmph, is there any peace left between you and me?"
Nangong Chunliang's face showed anger and said: "Why are you panicking? Why don't you get up...get out of the way."
Who is this person
The Nangong family had been dormant for thousands of years, and finally it soared into the sky as they wished.
Zhao Ji, who was dressed in white, finally couldn't help it and said: "Master Nangong, why do you have to be so aggressive? Since ancient times, where has there been any reason for letting newcomers come out to greet them in person? Are you trying to humiliate the princess on purpose?"
Zhang Yu presented a simple ancient sword.
The Eight Wise King seemed to have made up his mind and refused to give in. He said loudly: "I've told you clearly, you can't marry Yu'er today, unless I take five steps with blood splattered, and my liver and brain are smeared in front of the gate of the palace." His expression and tone , determined to the extreme.
In front of the palace, there were so many masters from the Nangong family, and there were also strong men from all walks of life, all giants in martial arts, but no one noticed when this tall and thin man like a bamboo pole appeared. .
He wanted to use this method to attack Li Mu's martial arts aspirations.
Zhang Yu said: "The young master's flying boat went out last night and had not returned in the early morning."
Experts from the Nangong family gathered together.
"Hahaha, the head of the family has already arrived, why don't you see the bride coming out to greet her husband?" Nangong Chunliang's arrogance was a bit too much.
In front of the palace, there were so many masters from the Nangong family, and there were also strong men from all walks of life, all giants in martial arts, but no one noticed when this tall and thin man like a bamboo pole appeared. .
"Master Nangong?" The tall and thin man with a tall bamboo pole and a handsome figure landed on the ground and stared at Nangong Chunliang.
The members of the Northern Song royal family looked humiliated.
"Is Yu'er back?" Nangong Chunliang asked.
"Is Yu'er back?" Nangong Chunliang asked.
Nangong Chunliang was startled, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
The Eight Wise Kings slowly walked out of the gate with the people in the mansion.
Zhao Ji looked angrily and said, "It's better than the Nangong family who bullies the weak and takes things by force."
Nangong Chunliang frowned and said, "Your Excellency is..."
Nangong Chunliang's face showed anger and said: "Why are you panicking? Why don't you get up...get out of the way."
His domineering words just now were interrupted before he finished speaking, the aura he created was destroyed, and anger was already burning in his heart.
"Taibaicheng Daolu Dao servant, I would like to give you a big gift." The tall and thin bamboo pole man said, raising his palm, the rectangular white jade box, as light as a feather, fluttered towards Nangong Chunliang. .
The old man's neck was suffocated, he made a roaring sound, and struggled with his hands and feet.
He sent out a gentle force to catch the jade box, held it in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Are you from Li Mu? Why doesn't Li Mu come? Haha, what a big gift, are you afraid? If you are, just come. My Nangong family has personally surrendered and been a slave for a hundred years, maybe I can let him go..."
In fact, he did this deliberately for everyone to see, and he wanted to stimulate Li Mu in this way. He believed that Li Mu must be here today, perhaps hiding in the crowd, waiting for an opportunity to save people.
He had passed the literary examination at that time and only learned martial arts later. How could he be an opponent of Nangong Chunliang, the head of a thousand-year-old family? How could he be punished with just one sword
The disciples of the Nangong family were all beaming with joy. Going in and out of the palace was like walking in a busy city.
"Taibai City? Daolu?" Nangong Chunliang reacted.
"Master, the Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty and others have been waiting outside the palace according to your wishes, and will go with the car to pick up the bride." A young man with a red sand mark between his eyebrows, with a capable temperament, wearing black clothes , came over and reported respectfully.
In the palace, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere.
He sent out a gentle force to catch the jade box, held it in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Are you from Li Mu? Why doesn't Li Mu come? Haha, what a big gift, are you afraid? If you are, just come. My Nangong family has personally surrendered and been a slave for a hundred years, maybe I can let him go..."
"Here comes the sword." Nangong Chunliang stretched out his hand.
It feels really good to rise to the top based on the reputation of a martial arts legend.
Who is this person
In the palace, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere.
Who is this person
With that said, he opened the jade box.
For the Northern Song Dynasty, this day may be nailed to the pillar of shame.
Two red suns, one behind the other, rise slowly on the eastern horizon.
A pungent smell of blood hit his face.
Zhang Yu said: "The young master's flying boat went out last night and had not returned in the early morning."
Zhang Yu said: "The young master's flying boat went out last night and had not returned in the early morning."
Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and stopped talking.
"This is..." Nangong Chunliang's expression changed drastically.
The air parted like butter.
In the palace, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere.
"Zhao Ji of the Northern Song Dynasty."
For any Northern Song Dynasty person, today is undoubtedly a day of humiliation.
Experts from the Nangong family gathered together.
He wanted to use this method to attack Li Mu's martial arts aspirations.
There are two heads inside.
Nangong Chunliang's eyes fell on Zhao Ji: "Who are you?"
Hundreds of people gathered around Nangong Chunliang and arrived at the gate of the palace.
Nangong Chunliang smiled slightly and said, "Old Taishan, please step back. I don't want to hurt your friendship today."
In the past few days, members of the Nangong family, and some disciples of the sects who were attached to the Nangong family, entered and exited the palace at will, causing a lot of troubles. There were even reports of palace maids being insulted, and even some of the emperors of the Northern Song Dynasty. Concubines and princesses were all molested, and the news spread and caused an uproar, but the Northern Song Dynasty royal family was helpless.
He sent out a gentle force to catch the jade box, held it in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Are you from Li Mu? Why doesn't Li Mu come? Haha, what a big gift, are you afraid? If you are, just come. My Nangong family has personally surrendered and been a slave for a hundred years, maybe I can let him go..."
A nangong cloud.
A pungent smell of blood hit his face.
Zhao Ji's expression changed drastically, and he felt that the shadow of death was coming instantly.
Zhao Ji, who was dressed in white, finally couldn't help it and said: "Master Nangong, why do you have to be so aggressive? Since ancient times, where has there been any reason for letting newcomers come out to greet them in person? Are you trying to humiliate the princess on purpose?"
A Nangong Yu.
Nangong Chunliang was startled, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
Nangong Chunliang's eyes fell on Zhao Ji: "Who are you?"
The Human Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, with gray hair on his temples, had a sad look on his face and stood waiting at the door as if he were a follower. The other members of the royal family, who dared to be angry and dare not speak out, followed the master of the Nangong family on foot, as if they were servants.
This Kong Gang is usually very sensible and discerning, but why is he so reckless today.
Nangong Chunliang held the sword in his hand and said calmly: "This sword is the sword of Dao Ling, the head of the Qingcheng Sect of Shenzong in the Northern Song Dynasty. Dao Ling was stationed in Xuankong Mountain and was ungrateful and had few helpers. He did not obey the orders of our Nangong family and was killed. I, Qilin'er Nangong Yu, beheaded Xuankong Mountain, Qingcheng Sect was destroyed, and the sword came into my hands. Just what you just said is enough to kill you ten thousand times. However, I think you were once considered a talent. If so, If you can take my sword, I won't kill you today."