One hundred and fifty-six chapters dream awakening Dafa
Chapter 156: Dreaming**
Thinking about whether to break out on May Day......
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Ziqin's expression was cold, and the look he looked at the young man was equally cold.////
He stood there quietly, not really trying to stop the young man from shouting. He even had the black steel sword slung behind his back.
But cold sweat slowly broke out on the young man's face. If Zi Qin's words before could still be understood by the young man as Zi Qin was trying to save face, then Zi Qin's behavior now had undoubtedly clearly told the young man that he was serious.
The Nangong family is also famous for its swordsmanship, but the young man understands better than others how powerful the swordsmanship Ziqin used to kill his servants and guards just now. This swordsmanship may be different from many swordsmanships on the mainland that can destroy the world at every turn. It's a sword skill that can kill anyone.
Fast and sharp.
The young man did not have any confidence that he could escape from this kind of swordsmanship.
Nangong Wuwei stood beside Ziqin quietly, as if he had not heard about Ziqin's plan to kill a child of the Nangong family.
This guy is originally from an unqualified clan, and the so-called family interests seem to have never arisen in his heart.
In the darkness, sporadic footsteps sounded, and the young man's complexion finally improved slightly. However, the look he looked at Ziqin already had a trace of inexplicable fear, and even his resentment was suppressed by this fear. The depth of the eyes.
In the darkness, figures appeared one after another. The young man glanced at them with wandering eyes, and finally saw a steady face.
"Butler Wen, capture this guy quickly."
The young man roared loudly, and at the same time his figure retreated.
However, after taking two steps back, a long black sword was already blocking his way.
Although Ziqin gave the young man time to call someone, he would never let him leave.
The Nangong family's sword skills may be good, but their body skills are far behind. Not to mention that the body skills in this world are not as sophisticated as those of famous families. If the power level issue is excluded, Ziqin's body skills are definitely ranked among the best in this world. .
"Master Fearless, this is your friend."
Butler Wen respectfully faced Nangong Wuwei for being rude and spoke calmly.
Such a steady and solid middle-aged man should have given people a good impression, but Ziqin suddenly felt a little irritated. He couldn't help but frown slightly when he looked at this middle-aged man.
"I want to kill this guy today, and no one can stop me. Even if you pull Nangong Wuwei out, you can't change my determination."
Ziqin looked at Butler Wen coldly, "Instead of doing Nangong Wuwei's job, you might as well try to find more people to come out and try to stop me."
Ziqin's words were extremely rude. Butler Wen's eyes changed slightly, and the smile on his face suddenly turned cold.
Although the Nangong family is not the first-class family in the empire, it is definitely one of the oldest families. The older things exist in this world, the more profound they are. The Nangong family has a profound heritage, even though the Donglin family is at its peak. I would never want to touch it.
As a family that, although not first-class, is even feared by the Donglin family, it is natural that it has its own pride, and this pride will never be allowed to be trampled on by anyone. It is obvious that Ziqin's words undoubtedly despise the Nangong family. , trampled on the pride of this family.
The group of Nangong family guards behind Butler Wen dispersed and quickly surrounded Ziqin.
Nangong Wuwei's brows furrowed, and he slowly stood next to Ziqin.
This is a member of a different kind of clan. In his heart, he only has the idea that Ziqin is his savior, but he has no idea of safeguarding the dignity of the family.
At this moment, Ziqin and Nangong Wuwei did not know that a group of middle-aged people were quietly watching this scene in a certain building of the Nangong family.
This group of middle-aged people is the main group of the Nangong family at this time, including the patriarch and many backbones of the Nangong family.
One of the middle-aged men's face was twisted and his fists were clenched tightly.
The boy who clashed with Ziqin was this man's son.
"Clan leader, do you really let this guy kill people and leave?"
The man's voice sounded painfully, and a faint smile appeared on the lips of the Nangong clan leader who was standing in front of everyone.
"How can we get away with this otherwise?"
Chief Nangong looked coldly at the confrontation between Ziqin and his group, and slowly turned his head to look at the man with a face full of pain.
"I know you are in pain, after all, he is your own son, but you should probably think about how many sons you have, and how unfilial this son is. The reason why the Nangong family has been able to stand so far is not because of its tyranny, but because it has never made friends with anyone.
A powerful man, he thinks that befriending the Donglin family will help him compete for the position of patriarch of the Nangong family. Maybe you think so too."
Chief Nangong's voice was neither loud nor sharp, but beads of sweat suddenly appeared on the man's face, and he fell to his knees suddenly.
"Get up, you personally used dream-inducing drugs to make Zhi'er reveal his true inner thoughts. How could I not believe you? How could I bear to let you if it weren't for the fact that I couldn't get away from the competition between the Donglin family and the royal family?
Losing a son."
Patriarch Nangong slowly helped the man up, and his face actually showed a look of emotion. It seemed that he was extremely unbearable in his heart. That expression actually seemed to be somewhat similar to that of the unqualified clan Nangong Wuwei, but Nangong was present.
No one in the family's senior leadership dared to believe that this was the true mentality of the Nangong clan leader.
"I have twenty-three sons. Even if I sacrifice all of them for the family, I will never complain, let alone only one."
The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and spoke loudly. His expression was extremely heroic, as if he was really a great hero. In contrast, Nangong Wuwei drew his sword against the Donglin family just because Ziqin saved his life with a word.
His actions were nothing outstanding.
In the courtyard, Butler Wen did not call anyone, he directly ordered Ziqin to be arrested.
The crowd surged, and dozens of guards drew their swords at the same time. The sharp sword light seemed to fill the entire space at once. These guards of the Nangong family seemed to have the ability to attack together that was difficult for outsiders to achieve. Each guard only drew one sword,
When combined together, they can increase tenfold.
At this moment, Nangong Wuwei's figure stood in front of Ziqin.
Nangong Wuwei did not draw his sword. His long sword was blocked in front of him with its scabbard. There were more than a hundred swords, and even Ziqin must have had a hard time blocking them. Naturally, Nangong Wuwei could not completely block them with the scabbard alone.
One-third of the more than a hundred sword rays struck Nangong Wuwei's body, seriously injuring Nangong Wuwei even if he did not hit the vital point. However, just when his body was shaking, the long sword in his hand finally connected.
The sheath is struck out.
Nangong Wuwei's swordsmanship seemed to have improved during the time he was separated from Ziqin. Although the sword was struck with the sheath, he was able to knock down more than a dozen guards' long swords in one move.
Ziqin was slightly startled, then suddenly shook his head and took back the black steel sword.
Nangong Wuwei is his friend, or brother, a man who betrayed his family for the sake of his brothers. How can you have the nerve to kill his cousin in front of him?
Ziqin can't do this.
"Didn't you say you would kill yourself here if you didn't want to kill me? Why, you are cowardly."
Ziqin had already sheathed his sword, but the arrogant young man suddenly roared. A trace of anger flashed in Ziqin's eyes, and he stabbed out the black steel sword. The sword that had just been half withdrawn thrust out with even greater force. Just one sword strike
The young man's neck was pierced, and the tip of the dark steel sword emerged from the back of the young man's neck. Even if the Daluo God traveled through time under this sword, it would be absolutely impossible for him to be saved alive.
Ziqin looked at the intense look of fear on the young man's face with strange eyes.
What happened during this period became more and more confusing to Zi Qin. First, Dong Lincang jumped off a cliff to commit suicide inexplicably, and now, this son of the Nangong family seemed to be seeking death to provoke him.
Fortunately, I have already figured out that no matter what kind of conspiracy or conspiracy, I can only use swords to face each other, otherwise these things will really be a headache.
Ziqin shook his head and stopped thinking about these confusing things. He turned to look at Nangong Wuwei.
Zi Qin didn't understand the aristocratic family. Although the Zhuge family was ranked high in Qingyuan Town, it was far away from the aristocratic family. Zi Qin didn't know what the consequences would be if Nangong Wuwei helped him kill the family's children, but he understood
The consequences will never be easy to bear.
"I have never been a qualified child of aristocratic families. I just want to be myself. Maybe I should have left the family long ago."
Nangong Wuwei laughed. This was the first time Zi Qin saw Nangong Wuwei smile since he met Nangong Wuwei. It was only then that Zi Qin discovered that Nangong Wuwei was actually just a boy, a pretty handsome boy.
"I'm just myself. I'm not a member of any aristocratic family, nor am I the hope or shame of the Nangong family. I'm just a swordsman."
Nangong Wuwei's voice was extremely calm. Around him, the Nangong family guards who had their swords knocked down stood like wooden sculptures. Butler Wen lowered his hands, as if he was ready to take action at any time.
However, at this moment, there seemed to be an absolute vacuum around Nangong Wuwei, a vacuum that no one or anything could interfere with.
At this moment, Nangong Wuwei seemed to have a slight change. This change was very mysterious. It was hard to say what it was. It could not even be seen with the naked eye. However, even an ordinary guard of the Nangong family present could see that the Nangong family
There has been a huge change in a moment.
Ziqin showed a satisfied smile. Others didn't know it, but he understood that Nangong Wuwei had vaguely touched the edge of a clear mind.
Although there is still a long way to go from touching to the edge of the state of mind to reaching the state of mind, and even if you have the state of mind, you may not be able to clearly see your mind and enter the state of mind, but this is still a crucial step.
Seeing Nangong Wuwei's situation, Ziqin laughed, and smiled happily. Any doubts he had before were not important. The most important thing was that his friend had made progress.
On top of the tall building, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the Nangong clan leader, and he suddenly spoke coldly.
"Nangong Wuwei collaborated with outsiders to kill Nangong Yuanzhi and will be expelled from the Nangong family from now on."
"What."
When the Nangong Clan Chief issued this order, all the senior officials of the Nangong Family were stunned and suspected that they had heard wrongly. Any family would only treat a good young man who had a high chance of entering the Heavenly Realm as a treasure, but the Nangong Clan Chief actually expelled him from the family.
What else did these people want to say, but the Nangong clan leader had already turned around and strode away. (To be continued.
