Nalan Ziying did not go upstairs, but walked out of the main room with a livid face and walked into the courtyard.
Nalan Zijian smiled and said, "Second uncle, I never thought that the wealth would not flow to outsiders."
"Who is the outsider?"
Nalan Zhenshan, who has always been very nurturing, did not hide his resentment at all. Since Nalan Wenruo's death, the Nalan family, known as the heirloom of poetry and calligraphy, has completely changed and turned into something he never dreamed of. Nalan Zhenshan
Bang is like this, Nalan Ziran is like this, Nalan Ziya is like this, and the most hateful Nalan Zijian in front of him has the audacity to sell off his ancestral property, and all the children of the originally scholarly family have broken through the bottom line that should not be broken.
The once majestic Nalan family now had rain leaks from all sides and wind leaks from all directions. He was the only one struggling to make repairs in a panic, unable to support himself alone.
"You, Nalan Zijian, are the outsiders"!
Nalan Zijian laughed and said, "It's just a joke. Second uncle, don't be angry. Your health is important."
"Sooner or later I will be pissed to death by you unscrupulous people."
Nalan Zijian's expression gradually became solemn, and after a long time he said calmly: "Second uncle, following the steps requires a light weight and a light weight, and grasping the general trend requires a light weight. You are too tired."
Nalan Zhenshan was hit by a huge stone in his heart. The old man said something similar when he was still alive. At that time, the old man had control of the overall situation. He was more focused on doing practical things in a down-to-earth manner. He was still unable to fully understand this sentence.
The meaning of the words, since the old man passed away, he realized how heavy the weight of these four words was, and it was so heavy that it bent his waist.
He finally understood why the old man liked Nalan Zijian so much. It wasn't because of how smart he was, but because of his ability to lift things with ease. This young nephew had the courage to remain unmoved even if the sky fell.
Looking at the faint smile on Nalan Zijian's face, for a moment, he felt a kind of appreciation from the bottom of his heart.
But he soon came back to his senses and said coldly: "What on earth do you want to do?"
"If you don't destroy it, you won't establish it. If you destroy it, you can establish it." Nalan Zijian said these eight words categorically.
"Broken, who do you want to break? Break the old man's rules and break the building of the Nalan family." Nalan Zhenshan smiled coldly, "I was born to protect this building."
"Second uncle," Nalan Zijian leaned forward, "How long can you protect me?"
Nalan Zhenshan's body trembled subconsciously. How long he could protect him was what he was most worried about.
"I'm no longer here, but there are still people in Nalan's family."
"Nalan Ziran? Or Nalan Ziying? If it were peacetime, I believe either of them would be fine, but not now."
Nalan Zhenshan breathed heavily unconsciously and stared at Nalan Zijian coldly, "Then I will create peace while I am still alive."
Nalan Zijian smiled lightly, not a mocking smile, not a proud smile, just a very ordinary smile, "With me here, can you have peace?"
"Na, Lan, Zi, Jian", Nalan Zhenshan gritted his teeth and said coldly, word by word: "Ni Zi"!
Nalan Zijian looked calm and smiled at Nalan Zhenshan's cold gaze, "Second uncle, instead of destroying it sooner or later, why not take a good look while you're still alive. The worst result is to see the building collapse. Maybe you can actually see the destruction."
Then stand up."
"You dare to persecute even your closest relatives, Nalan Zijian, do you still have any conscience?" Nalan Zhenshan's voice could not stop trembling slightly.
Nalan Zijian avoided Nalan Zhenshan's scorching gaze, smiled faintly, and murmured: "Do you know how much courage it takes to attack someone close to you?
"" He paused for a moment, and there was another sentence he didn't say. Who knows how painful it is to attack someone close to you?
"Get out of here!" Nalan Zhenshan pointed at the door angrily.
Nalan Zijian laughed, stood up and patted his butt. When he walked to the door, he turned back and said: "Lu Shanmin is injured, seriously injured. It is estimated that he will not wake up for a while."
After speaking, he held his head high and walked out in stride.
Stepping into the courtyard, he passed by Nalan Ziya and said lightly: "Brother, why don't you give me a ride?"
Nalan Ziya looked at the figure passing by gracefully, her eyes were red, and she clenched her fists unconsciously. She stayed for a few seconds and followed him.
"Third brother, I am mysterious. There are things that I cannot let my eldest brother know."
"Your layout is too small. Your eyes can only see two or three meters in front of you. It's useless to tell you."
Nalan Ziya stared closely at the back of Nalan Zijian's head. The inner energy in her Dantian slowly moved around and gathered in her right palm. With this palm, she could immediately slap the head of this younger brother who looked down on her.
Got to be pulpy.
"Third brother, don't you think you are too arrogant?"
"Haha, do flies in the sky need to be humble in front of ants on the ground? That's called hypocrisy. I, Nalan Zijian, have never been a hypocritical person."
"Haven't you heard that a tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind?" Nalan Ziying's breath gradually came out, and a slight wind sound came from the corridor.
"It also depends on what kind of trees it is and what kind of wind it is blowing. A yawning breeze is still far from enough."
"Everyone says you are smart, but I think you are the most stupid person in the world."
"You think you are very smart?" Nalan Zijian suddenly stopped.
Nalan Ziying took two steps forward, and the back of his head was within reach. As long as he exerted his inner strength, this helpless scholar could no longer say a disgusting word. But for some reason, he felt deep in his heart.
There was always a trace of uneasiness in him, which caused him to never take the slap.
Nalan Zijian continued to take steps forward, only to hear him chuckle, "If you were really smart, you should have taken action long ago."
"You," Nalan Ziying was so angry that she raised her palm fiercely. Just when he was about to slap the palm, Gao Chang suddenly stepped in from the door, a pair of tiger eyes shining brightly, and his body was filled with murderous aura.
, the overwhelming momentum made him sweat profusely.
Nalan Zijian turned around and smiled faintly at Nalan Ziya, "When you came in, you tried to kill me twice. When you came out, you were ready to kill me three times. You failed even if you had five opportunities.
If you are not sure, what qualifications do you have to carry the Nalan family?"
After saying that, he burst into laughter, stepped across the threshold, and walked out.
Gao Chang glanced at Nalan Ziya coldly, his aura gradually faded, and followed Nalan Zijian out.
Nalan Ziya clenched her fists loudly, and recalled the crisp sound of a slap in the yard, and slapped herself hard.
In the night, a gentle sigh sounded.
Nalan Ziyang looked towards the place where the sound came from, "Master Chu, if I had made a move just now, would you have stopped me?"
"This is your family history, I will not interfere."
"Pa"! Nalan Ziya raised her hand and slapped herself again, "Don't give me another chance."
Chu Tianling shook his head and thought, you have never had a chance.
"Go to rest early and keep your spirits up, the battle has begun."
Gao Chang looked at Nalan Zijian from the rearview mirror in the car, who was resting with his eyes closed, and said calmly: "Three
Young Master, don’t take such risks in the future.”
"If you are in a bad mood, find some fun."
"Are you sure he won't dare to take action?"
"Who is he? My brother, Zhige Mo Ruodi, when he reacted, the day lily was cold."
Gao Chang frowned slightly and said, "Third Young Master, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."
"You're trying to say I'm walking a tightrope."
"No matter how good your skills are, there will be times when you make mistakes."
"The world is too dull, my brother is too lonely, and I need stimulation."
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The forced breath hurt the meridians after all. Xiao Nizi ran all the way with Lu Shanmin on her back, spilling blood all the way, both Lu Shanmin's and hers.
She knew very well that with the two of them in their current state, even the appearance of a top expert would be enough to kill both of them.
They didn't dare to stay, fearing that the people in Lushan wouldn't be able to endure it for long.
I don't dare to take a taxi, for fear that there is a killer hiding in the taxi parked on the roadside.
I dare not take the main road for fear of being guarded by oriole.
She didn't dare to contact anyone. It was useless even if some people contacted her. Even a big blackhead in the wilderness would be too late. Some people might be able to come in time, but she didn't dare to put the lives of Lushan people in their hands. Although she calculated
Although he is not very smart, he also knows that the friendship between Lu Shanmin and the four major families is limited to personal relationships. The hearts of the big families are complex, and no one knows what the big shots think behind the scenes.
She just endlessly mobilized her inner energy to run crazily in the dark night, and didn't care that the leakage of her inner energy would make people catch her breath. As long as she ran a little further and entered the suburbs of the city where traffic was flowing, she would
If you can stop a car and enter Tianjing City, you will be out of danger.
On the highway, a black Mercedes-Benz parked in the emergency lane with its emergency lights flashing.
Wu Qingfeng lit a cigarette and blew out a smoke ring, "Mr. Fei, can you feel it?"
The old man sitting next to him closed his eyes tightly and concentrated on sensing the fluctuations in the surrounding atmosphere, "I picked a path, not far from our place."
"Are you sure?"
"If you don't follow the main road and take the narrow road, it seems that you are seriously injured."
"That means you are sure?" Wu Qingfeng's eyes flashed with light.
The old man opened his eyes and nodded, but he had no intention of taking action immediately.
"Mr. Fei, what are you waiting for?" Wu Qingfeng looked quite unhappy.
"Do you know, sir?" He turned to look at the mountains and forests outside the window.
Wu Qingfeng slowly held the cigarette butt tightly in his hand, letting the red cigarette butt burn the palm of his hand with pain.
"Mr. Fei, I don't have many opportunities and I can't wait any longer."
The old man still made no move, "You don't know what the old man and uncle mean, so aren't you afraid that it will be self-defeating and counterproductive?"
"Then what chance do I have if I don't do anything?" Wu Qingfeng asked, "Rather than just sit back and wait for death, it's better to do something first and then talk about it."
As he spoke, he took a deep breath, leaned back on the seat, and murmured: "Mr. Fei, I will bear all the consequences. Neither grandpa nor my dad will blame you."
Xiao Nizi carried the mountain people on her back and ran into the forest like a wounded tiger. She ran all the way, paying attention to the disturbances around her.
He came to a fork in the road and stopped, with a cold smile on his face.