Nangong Wuwang straightened his neck and shouted: "Don't talk to me so much, I won't leave anyway, I just want to die, what's the big deal!"

Nangong Yuanheng's face darkened: "It's a small matter if you die, but the incense of our Nangong family is a big deal. If the incense cannot be passed down, how can we have the shame to go underground to meet our ancestors!"

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"Brother, don't tell me this. I won't leave!" Nangong Wuwang shook his head and said loudly: "If you want to leave, you have to leave. Living for a loser like me is in vain. Brother, if you are alive, there is still hope for a comeback.

Rebuild the Nangong family!"

"The third child!" Nangong Yuanheng frowned.

Nangong Lizhen said in a deep voice: "Brother, if our Nangong family wants to rebuild, the least one we need is you. The two of us are just waiting to die!"

Nangong Yuanheng waved his hand and said: "Okay, you don't need to say more, I have made up my mind, you won't listen to me as the eldest brother!?"

Mr. Meng and Mr. Zhong looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces, but did not say much. They sighed secretly in their hearts. It is rare for the three young masters to show their love and justice. Unfortunately, this tall building of the Nangong Family will collapse and no one can stop it.

Nangong Wuwang said: "Brother, don't be so pessimistic. Let's see what Brother Li will do. It's not too late to talk about these things, right?"

"Not bad!" Nangong Lizhen nodded hurriedly and said with a smile: "Maybe Brother Li will have some good ideas."

Nangong Yuanheng shook his head and sighed, turning to Elder Meng and Elder Zhong.

"Young Master, if the news doesn't leak out, we won't miss it for a while. Anyway, we have the truth. Let's see what Li Shaoxia has in mind." Meng Lao, an old man with a square face, sighed.

Nangong Yuanheng nodded helplessly: "Okay, let's wait for him to come over for now... I didn't expect that my father would put his hope in him when he was dying, but my father never made mistakes.

Several people were talking when footsteps suddenly came from outside, and then a voice rang out: "Master, there is a young knight named Li outside who wants to see you."

"Please come quickly!" Nangong Wuwang stood up and said in surprise: "It's Brother Li!"

Nangong Yuanheng frowned and said: "No matter how fast Brother Li is, he can't come here now! ... His name is Shi Jing..."

"Li Canghai." The voice outside answered.

Nangong Wuwang laughed: "Brother, you are wrong this time, it's Brother Li!"

Nangong Yuanheng nodded slowly, Li Zhanran, Canghai Sword Sect, Li Canghai was the most obvious pseudonym, he raised his voice and said: "Please come here."

"Yes." The footsteps gradually faded away.

Nangong Wuwu hurriedly said: "Brother, how can we be so entrusted to welcome him in person?"

Nangong Yuanheng waved his hand and said: "Don't attract too much attention!"

"Not bad!" Mr. Meng nodded while stroking his beard, and said warmly: "Young Master Li probably won't care about this. We can't show off our own feet!"

Nangong Wuwang nodded angrily and did not move. After a while, footsteps sounded, and a young expert led an ordinary-looking middle-aged man in.

Nangong Yuanheng and the others were surprised. They did not expect that it was not Li Muchan. After looking at each other, Nangong Yuanheng reacted, cupped his fists and said, "Your Excellency, is Li Canghai?"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, glanced at the young master, Nangong Yuanheng waved his hand, and the young man nodded and left.

"Your Excellency, who is...?" Nangong Yuanheng said hesitantly.

The middle-aged man reached out and wiped his face, revealing another face, but it was Li Muchan. He smiled and said: "First Young Master, Second Young Master, Third Young Master, we meet again!"

"It's really Brother Li!" The three of them laughed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Nangong Wuwang asked curiously: "Brother Li, why did you come here so quickly?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "A little bit of magical power is nothing!"...Nangong Daxia him?"

As he spoke, his face darkened, and he slowly said: "Really...?"

The air in the hall suddenly solidified. Nangong Yuanheng nodded with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice, "Father is no longer here."

Li Muchan frowned and said, "How could that be?"

"Father said that he was plotted by the Great Khan and some great hidden masters." Nangong Yuanheng said slowly.

Li Muchan nodded slowly. If the one who could hurt Nangong Sidao could only be the master of Dahan, and it would only be possible if there were many masters gathered together.

Nangong Sidao also left the martial arts category and stepped into the martial arts. Only if there were enough top masters could he be involved, and moreover, he would need to perform secret calculations.

But even so, if they want to kill Nangong Sidao, they also need the help of a martial arts master. Stepping into the realm of martial arts, the spirit will become stronger, the intuition will be much sharper, and the gods will be able to sense some dangers in advance, at least next time

It is impossible to get poison.

From this point of view, the Great Khan must have at least one martial arts master, or even more, to truly hurt Nangong Sidao.

Li Muchan frowned again: "Nangong Daxia has no life-saving elixir?"

Nangong Yuanheng shook his head and sighed: "There is a nine-turn resurrection pill, but it is useless. My father said that this pill can save the lives of ordinary people, but his can't."

Li Muchan said: "I want to meet Nangong Daxia."

"Follow me." Nangong Yuanheng nodded, and suddenly stepped on his foot. There was a crisp "pop" sound, and a black hole appeared on the ground.

Mr. Meng and Mr. Zhong had been staring at Li Muchan since he entered the hall. They looked at each other and their faces softened slightly. They felt the turbulent power around Li Muchan, like a calm sea, calm but containing huge power.

, it can devour itself as soon as it is released.
Chapter completed!