Since ancient times, there has been a saying that good things never go out and bad things spread thousands of miles.
Gossip and rumors have unimaginably great appeal to the peaceful officials and people of the capital.
Rumors seemed to have wings, spreading to all parts of the capital with Ye Xue's street as the center.
The law does not govern the crowd - when one person or a group of people are whispering, Nangong Wuming can still do something, but when thousands of people, counting hundreds or thousands, are talking in an instant, he thinks that he
Nangong Wuming, who was unable to do anything, was at his wits' end.
Arrest thousands of people? Or catch a few people and kill the chickens for the monkeys to watch... You must know that this is the capital, with countless powerful people. Maybe the people buying duck eggs on the street are relatives of a certain prince's housekeeper, or even himself.
It is not known whether they will become relatives... and this move will make people think that they are self-inflicted.
Nangong Wuming patted Ye Xue's shoulder heavily and said inconsistently: "As long as you're okay."
As he spoke, Nangong Wuming glanced at the kneeling servant, "I didn't expect that our General Protector's Mansion would also have these audacious thieves enter..."
After shirking responsibility, Nangong Wuming walked a few steps and came to a carriage packed with boxes, and quietly stretched out his left palm.
It was said that before Nangong Wuming arrived here, Xuanyuan Hongjiang was complaining to him about Ye Xue moving one million taels of silver from the warehouse at one time.
Nangong Wuming's intention was to overturn the box and let the gold bars inside roll out. In this way, the rumor that Xuanyuan Hongjiang treated Ye Xue harshly was disproven, and the possibility that Xuanyuan Hongjiang was Ye Xue's murderer was also proven.
It will drop significantly.
"Be careful!" Ye Xue darted over, her left hand turned into a claw, and grasped Nangong Wuming's wrist.
Nangong Wuming raised his eyebrows.
Ye Xue smiled and said: "Father, please be careful not to knock things over!"
The meaning of the two parties was very clear, and no words were spoken. Nangong Wuming's anger turned, and his palms instantly became covered with ice, and he pressed against the box.
Wishful thinking! Ye Xue sneered, the eagle claws pressed Nangong Wuming's palm back tightly, and the Jiuxuan Zhenqi was exhausted, abandoning the golden color of not using all his strength, and directly turning to the red color of all his strength.
Next to the carriage, where no one was paying attention, Nangong Wuming and Ye Xue were secretly competing for their internal strength.
In one breath, Nangong Wuming pumped out more and more inner energy, and the ice on his palms became thicker and thicker. However, Ye Xue refused to take a step back. She used her hands, which were as red and hot as if they had been burned by fire, to hold on tightly.
Thanks to Nangong Wuming's skill, he didn't let him knock over the box.
Feeling Ye Xue's hot and endless power, Nangong Wuming was inexplicably horrified. In the Qinglong Empire, there were countless people who could block his palm, and among them there should be only thirteen
Year-old Ye Xue...
Powerful enemy! The siren in Nangong Wuming's heart rang loudly. The surging zhenqi surged like a mountain of snow at night.
Nangong Wuming has been famous for decades. He is more than four times as old as Ye Xue and has a deep inner energy that is unparalleled among first-class masters.
Even though Ye Xue has astonishing talent, the Jiu Xuan Heart Sutra is domineering and wonderful, and is assisted by the spiritual energy of the Red Lotus Space, she can run all the way up the martial arts ladder at a speed that ordinary people cannot imagine... But after all, Ye Xue has only practiced Jiu Xuan for five years.
Xuan Xin Sutra, top-notch masters are allowed to be killed by her. Although she is not afraid of Nangong Wuming, but in terms of internal strength alone, Ye Xue is not Nangong Wuming's opponent.
Ahri, who was sitting on Ye Xue's shoulders, noticed Ye Xue's crisis. He flicked his tail and lay motionless between Ye Xue's shoulders. He turned the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body into white threads and injected it into Ye Xue's body.