But hearing it in Nan Xuehu's ears made him a little frightened.

Naturally, Qi cannot be compared with Dafu and Northern Qin, but under the influence of Dafu and Northern Qin, it can still maintain the integrity of the country and even form an alliance with Dafu. How can there be no strong people in the country?

If the assassination of King Qi Yuan was so easy and there was no need for Nan Fengmian to do it himself, maybe someone in the Dafu court had already done it.

Nan Fengmian seemed to have noticed what Nan Xuehu was thinking, a smile appeared on his lips, he shook his head and said: "I have quite a lot of experience in assassinations.

The strong men in the world all perform their duties, and sometimes the heavenly beings in the eight realms are not as good as the unknown assassins dormant in the quagmire!

Wait for me to give it a try. If it doesn't work, I will die at most, and my name will naturally be left in the world."

"If I can't stay, that's okay. You and Lu Jing can just build a tomb for me."

Nan Fengmian sounded free and easy, but Nan Xuehu's mood became increasingly depressed.

He thought for a long time, then raised his head and asked: "King Qi Yuan is cruel and cruel, but it has nothing to do with us.

Uncle, Xuehu is willing to do good things within his power, but why should he shed his life and blood for unprovoked things?"

Nan Fengmian glanced at Nan Xuehu with admiration: "Lu Jing told me about your character before.

Everyone has their own intentions, Xue Hu, let me ask you, if one day, He Yu, me, or my eldest brother are in danger, and we need you to trade your life for ours, what will you do?"

"Xuehu will never hesitate." Nan Xuehu blurted out.

"This is the reason why you went to kill Lu Jing even though you knew it was not Lu Jing's fault. In your heart, your bloodline weighs more than ten thousand pounds!"

Nan Fengmian laughed loudly: "But I have been walking around the world for too long, and I have never seen a strong man who is obviously aloof and has everything at his fingertips, but he just wants to have trouble with those humble people!

When Yue Lao dragged a pregnant woman to death with a heavy horse from Chu, I wanted to behead him.

King Qi Yuan sits high on the throne, but he likes to plant flowers in the heads of mortals, and he likes to swim in the flesh and blood of mortals.

I just want to drown him in that flesh and blood.

You think it’s not worth it, but if I do it, I will feel extremely happy, so what if it doesn’t work out?”

"Just like what Lu Jing said, a gentleman does what is right and does not stop because of ignorance!

Xue Hu, the news you are waiting for me in Taixuan Capital is that no matter whether the news is good or bad, you just need to know that I will never regret it."

Nanfeng Mian was probably tired from drinking. When he said this, he lay down on the ground and looked up at the sky.

Nan Xuehu thought thoughtfully, everyone has temperament. At this moment, he seemed to understand that Mr. Lu Jing, although he was obviously very talented, he always did some impulsive things.

At this time, in Nan Heyu's small courtyard, the sword energy floated, creating a hazy atmosphere.

See you in the pond with light rain, and you will know the good wind in your sleeves.

The sword energy is hazy, and the wind and rain are also hazy.

Nan Heyu practiced for a long time, Qian Xiushui hovered in the sky, and finally returned to the scabbard.

In the distance, the white-haired old woman looked at Nan Heyu and couldn't help but sigh.

Because when Nan Heyu was practicing his sword intention in the past few days, he never used his true self, but instead took on the appearance of Lingque.

At this moment, Nan Heyu seemed to have forgotten his true face, with a slight smile still on his face.

"While Mr. Fourth was practicing swordsmanship in the wind, Mr. Jing once told me that the sword technique of making the sword come out like a storm is not suitable for me.

My Qi nature is soft and defective, and it is very difficult to practice the Wind and Rain Sword Qi. Maybe it is just not suitable for the swordsmanship I am currently practicing, and I should continue to explore forward.

Today, I should have realized something."

Lingque thought this way: "Winds and rains do not necessarily have to be driven by the wind and pour rain on Gaocheng. If it can be cultivated into a continuous force, it will live up to the word wind and rain."

She stood under the moonlight, but she was very grateful to Lu Jing.

"I feel guilty towards Mr. Lu Jing, but Mr. Lu Jing is still willing to give me advice. Now that the matter between me and him has been settled, maybe I can say thank you in person."

When Lingque had such a thought, her heart was burning like a burning fire.

"It's just that if I want to express my gratitude, I have to go see him as Nan Heyu. This..."

Nan Heyu's appearance was unparalleled. After all, her ancestors were wealthy and they usually had a very particular diet. The older women in the clan had already tried to take the genius treasure to preserve their appearance.

As generations pass by, future generations will naturally become more brilliant.

This is also the reason why the older a wealthy family gets, the more beautiful their descendants become. It is precisely because of these reasons that there is a saying in Taixuan Jing.

That is, there is no ugly girl in a wealthy family for generations.

Nan Heyu is even more outstanding among them. If it weren't for her usually cold temperament, which could repel people from thousands of miles away, coupled with her extraordinary talent, which makes countless young people feel ashamed, otherwise, at this place, I would be afraid that the Duke of Nanguo Mansion

The threshold of marriage will be stepped down by the person seeking marriage!

But even meeting Lu Jing with such a face made Nan Heyu hesitate.

On the contrary, Nan Heyu was even more attracted to Lingque's face, which had an ordinary appearance but left a good impression on Lu Jing.

"Perhaps I can express my gratitude to Mr. Lu Jing tactfully with the appearance of Lingque."

"But if that's the case, if I don't show my true colors to others, will it be insincere to Mr. Lu Jing?"

Nan Heyu sat in the small pavilion in the courtyard, thinking hard.

Time passed very quickly, and soon it was daylight.

Nan Heyu, who had been sitting all night without feeling anything, finally stood up. She looked at the rising sun in the distance and said to herself: "Since you are saying thank you, you can't be coy, otherwise it will be meaningless.

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While Nan Heyu was thinking in his mind, Lingque's face gradually distorted and turned into her real face.

She walked out of Nanguo Duke's Mansion and walked all the way to the library.

After entering the second floor, Nan Heyu saw Lu Jing walking where the flowers were blooming from a very far distance away.

"Such a coincidence?" Nan Heyu felt a little happy.

But then, Nan Heyu saw the figure in green who was walking with Lu Jing.

The figure's green clothes are fluttering, his face is like jade, his body is like a jade tree, his voice is solemn, he is cheerful and clear, his eyes are shining brightly at the sun and moon, and his eyebrows gather the wind and clouds. He is a handsome and suave man.

Even if this person is walking beside Lu Jing, who is as jade as a bone, he is still worthy of being called a dragon and a phoenix, an extraordinary weapon.

When Nan Heyu saw this person, he couldn't help but pause slightly.

"Senior...brother?"

The man in green is the son of Luo Mingyue, the great master of swordsmanship in Yuxing Island...

Luo Shubai.
Chapter completed!