Arriving at the door blocked by the Xing family disciples, Tang Ning asked softly, "Aren't you going to get out of the way?"

The hand holding the black jade flute moved and struck directly on the neck of the Xing family disciple who was blocking the front.

The Xing family disciple standing in front of him quickly fell down with the black jade flute, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked at Tang Ning in shock. His body was out of control and he was unable to make any dodge movements.

"Whoa!"

The black jade flute stopped at the neck of the Xing family disciple. Tang Ning took it back before it fell.

"Be good, don't block sister's way, we are in a hurry to eat."

After saying that, he gently pushed the disciple's shoulder, and the disciple fell to the side like a frozen block of ice.

This was so frightening.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the other Xing family disciples.

"..."

"..."

Everyone looked at them in horror, and no one dared to say a word. They silently moved aside to make room for them to leave.

"The fourth uncle of the Sachi family, right?"

As they walked, Tangning continued to mock the Xing family.

"Go back and tell your juniors that if they do something wrong again next time, our Tang family will be happy to continue to guide them!"

If someone from the Xing family did something wrong to her again, she would still take care of it.

Until Tang Ning and his party completely disappeared from sight, the cold look on Fourth Uncle Xing's face had not faded.

"Fourth Uncle, just let them go like this?"

Young Master Xing was supported by a disciple of the Xing family and walked to Uncle Xing's side. He looked at the direction in which Tangning and his group took the car and drove away, his eyes full of hatred.

"They chopped off one of my hands and made the ghost swallow half of my essence. You just let..."

"Shut up!"

Hearing Mr. Xing's mindless words, Fourth Uncle Xing couldn't help scolding him.

"Before you say this, do you know who they are!"

His dissatisfied eyes fell on Young Master Xing, and seeing him covered in blood, he felt even more annoyed.

This eldest brother's son is really useless except for causing trouble.

"I know."

Tang Ning announced her family name in a loud voice, and fortunately, he heard it clearly: "Isn't it the Tang family of the Taoist sect?"

When the words "Taoist Tang Family" were mentioned, the contempt in Mr. Xing's heart was beyond words.

In his eyes, the Tang family is just a Taoist family that has existed for a long time and has few children.

What should a declining family have to fear?

Uncle Xing laughed angrily at his nephew's words: "Isn't that right?"

It seems that the eldest brother has really raised this son to death.

Not wanting to look at him again, he waved his hand and motioned to other Xing family disciples to take him to the hospital to deal with his severed hand.

It will be gone soon, and the hand should still be able to catch it.

Fourth Uncle Xing's silence made Young Master Xing's heart become heavy as he was helped away by the disciples of the Xing family.

Is the Taoist Tang family different from what I imagined?

Watching the Xing family disciples turn around and leave one by one, Uncle Rong and the middle-aged woman nodded, and walked out without staying in the private vegetable garden.

"Uncle Rong, Uncle Rong."

The girl in black Tang suit followed him, looking at the Xing family who were leaving in the opposite direction, and curiously asked: "Is that little Tao girl really a descendant of the Tang family? Why does she keep reporting her family name, but the Xing family doesn't?"

Dare you say anything?"

She had just come out not long ago, and she had almost heard of the many twists and turns in Xuanmen, but had not understood it.

"It's true."

He had met Mr. Tang, and he had also seen with his own eyes the Tang family's black jade flute. The flute was exactly the same as the one the little girl, a Taoist disciple, held in her hand just now.

Uncle Rong was not too surprised by Tang Ning's identity. He dared to deal with the disciples of the Xing family so arrogantly, which meant that her origins were not related to the Xing family.

I thought he would be an elite disciple of some Taoist temple, but I didn't expect that he would be a descendant of the Tang family.

Compared to Tangning's identity, Uncle Rong was more curious about why she came to Kyoto.

"The relationship between the Xing family and the Tang family is deep. Even if the boy from the Xing family breaks off his hand and takes away half of his energy, as long as he is still alive, the Xing family will not dare to say anything to the disciples of the Tang family, not to mention that they still have

The mistake came first.”

"Why?"

The girl in Tang suit was very puzzled: "Are the disciples of the Tang family so powerful?"

She didn't know the extent of Tangning's strength.

From the beginning to the end, she only used copper coins to defeat the runes drawn by her spiritual power. She only made one move, so there was no way to speculate.

"Are the disciples of the Tang family great?"

Hearing this, Uncle Rong didn't know what he thought of and laughed out loud.

He raised his hand and touched the girl's head: "What Hu Yatou said is wrong. It's not that the disciples of the Tang family are powerful, but it should be that no one of the disciples of the Tang family is not powerful."

No matter whether they are blood disciples or disciples with foreign surnames, no one in the Tang family is simple.

"Want to know how powerful the Tang family is?"

"think!"

She was only allowed to go out by her grandma. Who would have thought that she would encounter such interesting things as soon as she came out? How could she not be curious in her heart.

"You will know after the Xuanmen Conference next year."

The Xuanmen Conference held every three centuries in the twelve years of the first century is when a new generation of disciples first shines.

Disciples of the Tang family always shine in it, without exception.

"As for why the Xing family dare not take action against the disciples of the Tang family."

Speaking of this, Uncle Rong let out a disdainful snort: "Because they owe the Tang family two lives!"

He remembered that the couple in the Tang family had a daughter. Judging from the age of the girl just now, there was a high probability that she was a descendant of those two.

In this case, it makes sense for that girl to be so cruel to the disciples of the Xing family.

After all, to put it harshly, the Yuki family can be considered her enemies!

"Uncle Rong, is what you said true?"

The girl in Tang suit had never heard of such Xuanmen secrets before, and her voice became louder unconsciously: "According to what you said, isn't the Xing family the murderer of that girl's father...?"

"Hu Ling!"

Uncle Rong quickly interrupted her and glared at her: "It's okay if you know some things in your heart. There's no need to say them out loud."

The older generation of Xuanmen has not finalized these remarks, so how can they, the younger generation, dare to say it openly?

"I know, I know."

Hu Ling stuck out her tongue and glanced around: "I was so surprised that I accidentally said it."

Seeing Uncle Rong starting the car, Hu Ling was stunned for a moment: "Where are we going?"

She foolishly followed Uncle Rong out, and it wasn't until she got into the car that she remembered that she hadn't even eaten enough yet.

"Go talk to an old friend."

It is definitely not a trivial matter for a descendant of the Tang family to come to Kyoto. It is better to ask old friends quickly to see what they know.

"Bang!"

Before the car started moving, Hu Ling quickly jumped out.

I finally left my grandma and went out to play, so I didn't want to get stuck in a crowd of middle-aged and elderly people.

"What about that? Uncle Rong, you can go alone and don't worry about me."
Chapter completed!