Chapter 405: The Dead Youshan

Nangong Shenxiao was stunned when he heard this, and this guy shouted shamelessly. I am afraid that everyone in the city would hear that Nangong Shenxiao would bully others with his power this time. He was disdainful to add insults, otherwise he would not have let You Chuiyun go twice because of his low cultivation or injuries on his body.

There is no other way, there are too few opponents that are truly worthy of his Nangong Shenxiao facing. There are only three people in the Nantianmen. A You Chuyun who has never been defeated has popped up. He is still full of joy and wants to teach You Chuyun, a sudden person, a painful lesson in failure.

Unexpectedly, the third fight today was unexpected.

What to do? What can I do? Nangong Shenxiao was originally a person with a strong sense of self-righteousness, but since there were great wisdom elders by the side, the younger generations were all seeking help with peace of mind.

Seeing Nangong Shenxiao's gaze coming, the middle-aged man sighed inwardly, "This boy named You is really as evil as the rumors... Those people analyzed it well. This son should be a person with great luck. Although we Shenxiao are also chosen sons of heaven, they are indeed a little worse than him when we see him today.

It is not cultivation, but the indescribable way.

Forget it, the man sighed: "The Young Sect of Yinxiao Sect is indeed the Young Sect, and it is not something that our Nangong family can defeat at will..."

The lady suddenly squeezed his arm tightly, obviously dissatisfied with what he said. The man put his hand on the back of his hand to comfort him. Then he cast an unquestionable look at Nangong Shenxiao and continued to say to You Chuyun: "Now in front of the heroes of the world, how can I not keep my words as the ancestor of the Nangong family? I can't keep my young sect today, that's all."

Before You Chuiyun could show joy, the man continued to say, "But Shaozong, you will destroy most of my Nangong family. Even if you are not your main force, you will help you. If you turn around and leave like this, it is probably not what the youngest sect of the Yinxiaozong did. It is in the sense of emotion and reason..."

The man's words made You Chuiyun feel a little numb: "You have to compensate the part, otherwise if you let the Shaozong leave like this, how can my Nangong family deal with the heroes of the world in the future?"

I have asked me to pay for it again? I already owe Nantianmen 100,000 taels, but I am poorer than a pauper. If I had known this, I would not have talked about my identity as a young sect, otherwise others would have thought I would have some spare money!

You Chuyun was stunned in the air, at a loss. If the other party was in power and was unforgivable, he could still talk to the other party, but what the other party said was reasonable and well-founded, he would not be able to mess around.

Seeing his eyes falling on him, Wang Luo laughed and scolded: "Is the idea to hit your Uncle Wang? Look, look, Uncle Wang only has a salary of several hundred taels of silver a year. Do you want Uncle Wang to eat?"

This guy is unrighteous. As he talks, he pats his stomach and cries poor, saying that he has no money to buy new clothes and will go back to eat Li Ziyu's soft rice later.

You Chuiyun suddenly remembered Baili early autumn at this time. The young lady casually took a ring and pointed out that it was thousands of taels... If she was me... Bah Bah Bah Bah Bah Bah, what would I think! A man is sitting upright, how could he eat a woman's soft rice like that guy Wang Luo!

Ring... You Chuyun remembered that he did have this valuable thing, but he lowered his head and saw the sword body reflecting his face. He suddenly had an idea and threw the spiritual magic weapon over.

"The sword raised by the Sword Saint is probably priceless!" You Chuyun laughed and said, "This sword should be worth enough..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the sword was thrown out by him, he immediately flew back angrily, but there was no

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It fell back into its hand, but slapped You Chuyun's butt with the sword body. The latter felt almost paralyzed. Then the sword turned into a sword light and went back and forth.

Everyone looked at You Chuiyun, who was covering her butt speechlessly. You Chuiyun felt pain in her flesh, not only her butt, but also her heartache. Do you want to pay the coffin?

Then he had an idea again.

"This senior Nangong ancestor!"

Since you need to discuss, you need to have a tone of discussion, and you can’t show off your face, right? You Chuiyun has no burden (in everyone: it’s shameless). He said respectfully: “The seniors are generous and are the role models of the younger generation. The Nangong family is worthy of being a family of masters and famous families, which really makes the younger generation admire.”

After saying nonsense, You Chuyun got to the point: "As the senior said before, there is nothing wrong with admitting. I am just a stray dog, barking... How can a lonely person like me have the ability to compensate me..."

The middle-aged man frowned and was about to attack, but You Chuiyun continued to snatch the words: "However, thanks to the care of Zhang Zhenren, the leader of the Tianmen, the younger generation was selected to be the world walk of the Nantianmen. He could receive several rewards such as 100,000 taels of silver for completing the task. At that time, the younger generation would have surplus food for the family. Is it good to compensate the Nangong family?"

"You--" the middle-aged man sighed inwardly and was about to nod, when suddenly his wife spoke: "What kind of beautiful dream are you having? Can you wait until you then?"

"Senior, I really have no money now." You Chuiyun smiled bitterly.

In the end, it was a long time to confront each other. Nangong Zushi and his wife weighed the pros and cons, and knew that it was actually the fault of the matter today. The Nangong family was responsible for the fault. They only dared to hold You Chuiyun and did not dare to say the first half of the sentence to Wang Luo. The man finally persuaded his wife in a low voice. In the end, the couple had to pinch their noses and let You Chuiyun go. Of course, the money was owed and they had to pay it back.

You Chuyun couldn't help cursing her in her heart. Now she was just debting her.

Watching the two stay away, the couple supervised and sent someone to salvage the dragon corpse. The dragon corpse was naturally valuable as Wang Luo said.

"Husband...what are you hiding from me?" The woman stared at the miserable dragon corpse, but couldn't help asking: "You seldom hide from me."

The middle-aged man pondered without saying a word.

"Hmph, you just think that my cultivation is low and I don't deserve to listen to you..."

"Madam, do you know why You Chuiyun has lived to this day, and has become a son of destiny in recent months." The middle-aged man suddenly said: "It is clear that there are thousands of people in the world who have hated Yin Xiaozong to the bone, but it is at this time."

The woman didn't understand what her husband was saying, but she guessed: "Husband wants to say that there is a hand behind this You Chuiyun? But what I can't understand is, is it... Isn't your husband referring to the one in the imperial city?"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a while. After all, he was his wife. He still said slowly: "Actually, all kinds of signs indicate that the man is back."

"That man? Husband, don't we really explain it?"

The middle-aged man said helplessly: "Although there is no god, there is a supervisor of the Sitian Supervisor. As a person who communicates with the world, I always speak indiscriminately."

The woman suddenly said, "Is she traveling to the mountains?"

The middle-aged man nodded, the woman looked up at the sky and sighed: "I haven't reached that level after all..."

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Yun Qingxia was lying on the desk, and Zhuge wrote a quick handwriting... Suddenly he slapped the table and cursed: "The Lords of Yan and Yan,

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No one talks about state affairs? Could it be that the Qianlong ascended the throne, the new dragon replaced the old dragon, the war in the north was tight, and the demon clan in the south was defeated and coveted in the secret, and several aristocratic families had their own thoughts. These Qingci ministers prayed for blessings and fooled the ghosts?"

He was so angry that he calmed down after a few breaths and said without a trace of water: "Come in."

Feng Qingyundan, the Minister of Rites of the imperial court, looked up at the person coming, and then sneered: "After just finished speaking, a ghost really came."

The man came in was indeed surrounded by clouds and mist, and his true appearance was gone.

"What's the matter for me?" Yun Qingxia sat up calmly, and Zhuge Liuliu pen held tightly in her hand.

"Yun Qingxia, I want you to help me."

"Why?" Yun Qingxia, the Confucian Saint, sat firmly in the chair of the Grand Master, and looked quite relaxed.

"Because they are of no benefit to the country."

"So you are beneficial to the country?"

"Um."

"Just, joke, you died here. Come and tell me now that you want to revitalize Daxia?"

“…”

"Speak."

"I want to fulfill her wish."

Yun Qingxia's figure shook, and she came to the black fog and looked at her angrily. Since ancient times, a gentleman was angry and raised his sword to kill people, and blood splattered five steps.

"You still have the face to mention my sister? Do you really think that after my sister dies, you will still be my brother-in-law?"

In the white mist, it was hazy.

"Now you dare not see people at all, just a dead soul wandering in the sun and in the dark night." Yun Qingxia said bluntly: "What are you doing? What are you doing in the demon clan? You Chuyun made a contribution this time and was you manipulating it behind the scenes? Otherwise, how could you, father and son return almost at the same time?"

After saying this, Yun Qingxia shook her sleeves and returned to her position angrily: "Is it a debt? Is it a compensation? Or is it a manipulation, and play with people to applaud?

Traveling the mountains..."

Yun Qingxia finally said his name. It turned out that the man in the fog was You Chuyun's biological father, the leader of Yin Xiao Sect back then, and the invincible man in the legend.

But Yun Qingxia said sarcastically at this moment: "You don't even know what You Chuyun has experienced... As a father, you make me feel nauseous."

After being silent for a long time, the man in the fog said, "Heaven will give great responsibilities to this person..."

Yun Qingxia interrupted without hesitation and sneered: "Does this 'god' refer to yourself?"

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You Chuiyun didn't know that his father, who had not seen him for ten years, had actually returned long ago, almost at the same time as him... He returned alone at this moment because Gao Shan and the others were going to stay in Tianshui City, and he was targeted by many people and had to come back to avoid the limelight - of course, he followed Wang Luowang, pulled the other party's tiger skin and returned to the South Heaven Gate safely.

However, as soon as Wang Luo came back, he heard a roar of a lion in Hedong that resounded through the sky: "Wang Luo!"

Li Ziyu appeared on time and Wang Luo's legs were weakened, and even with You Chuiyun's support, the guy was not scared.

"Zi...Ziyu..."

"Do you think this Nangong Qing... is she good-looking?" Although it attracted everyone's attention, Li Ziyu was still considerate and did not make a big fuss immediately. Instead, she took Wang Luo's arm from You Chuyun, half-pulled him and dragged him away-

You Chuiyun believes that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and Wang Luo doesn’t know how afraid of his wife.
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