"You... you... are confusing right and wrong... I didn't mean that at all..." Nangong Qingsu stammered.
"You are quite talkative!" After listening to Ye Xue's blatantly sarcastic words, Nangong Wuming lightly stretched out his right palm towards Ye Xue.
There was a white light flashing in the right palm, obviously it was gathering real power.
"Brother!" Nangong Xiaoyao's right palm, which contained real power, gently placed on Nangong Wuming's palm.
Nangong Xiaoyao stood in front of Ye Xue very firmly, not retreating at all.
The two palms fought without blood for a moment, and Nangong Wuming and Nangong Xiaoyao retracted their palms at the same time.
Nangong Xiaoyao looked at Ye Xue coldly, "You had no one to teach you before, but now in front of my eyes, I will definitely teach you well!"
"Yexue is always at your service, father." Ye Xue gave an understated smile, not noticing the threat in Nangong Wuming's words.
If it weren't for her to show off her true skills now, she would really want to compete with Nangong Wuming.
"Nangong Fangxue, take your life..." With a scream, Nangongfeng suppressed the injuries on his body, and Nangongfeng held a long sword towards Ye Xue.
Ye Xue didn't even blink an eyelid, and Luomei struck down with his sword. Unexpectedly, Nangong Feng still had the power to counterattack, and the same was true for Luo Lan. The two of them were confused, and were about to take action, but saw that Nangong Xiaoyao's foot hadn't moved at all, and he had just withdrawn it.
His right palm came out and instantly wrapped around Nangong Feng's hand, knocking the sword out of his hand and tapping several large points on his shoulder, making Nangong Feng unable to move at all.
"Third Uncle..." Nangong Feng looked at Nangong Xiaoyao with hatred, "Third Uncle, why did Third Uncle stop Feng'er and save this Sangmenxing..."
"Shut up!" Nangong Xiaoyao shouted: "I haven't asked you why, but you hurt someone as soon as you see Xiaoyexue? You still blame me!"
"That's right, Nangong Feng, why did you kill Nangong...fourth sister as soon as you came here!" Nangong Qingsu immediately changed his tune after receiving a glare from Nangong Xiaoyao.
"Humph!" Nangong Feng looked at Ye Xue bitterly and said, "You know better!"
"May I ask, what do I know?" Ye Xue said coldly: "Nangongfeng, don't think that since you are also a descendant of the Nangong family, I dare to touch you. If you dare to kill me, Luomei——"
"Yes!" Luomei raised his sword.
"Back off!" Nangong Wuming roared and glared at Ye Xue, "A maid, do you have the right to speak here!"
"Father, Ye Xue dare not agree with this." Ye Xue sneered and said, "If it hadn't been for this maid just now, my daughter would have been carried out sideways as soon as she entered the general's mansion with her front feet.
We haven’t seen each other for ten years, and as soon as my father comes, he wants to kill the maid who saved my life, and even protects the person who killed me. May I ask, what does your father mean by this behavior? "
Without waiting for Nangong Wuming to intervene, Ye Xue said again: "Could it be that my father, because Ye Xue is a shame to the Nangong clan, doesn't want others to save me, and wants me to die at the hands of Nangong Feng..."
"Presumptuous!" Nangong Wuming slapped his hand on the pillar next to him. As soon as he took his hand away, there was a shocking handprint on the pillar.
Even though he had this idea in his heart, how could Nangong Wuming admit in front of Nangong Xiaoyao that he originally sent Ye Xue to Jinling because he had planned that she would not be able to return to the capital alive...
"Since father doesn't have this intention, please ask him to handle it impartially!" Ye Xue sneered: "Father, kill each other and die!"