Nangong Shuangliang's speed was very fast. He walked like a tiger and the wind was blowing under his feet. In a short time, he arrived in front of Nangong Haotian and others. At first glance, there was not much difference between the person who came and the dead Nangong Shuangjie. There are differences, but if you look carefully, you will find that this person is not Nangong Shuangjie.
There was a small hemorrhoid between the corners of Nangong Shuangjie's eyebrows. When he was a child, Nangong Haotian loved to touch this small hemorrhoid, and his memory was particularly profound, but Nangong Shuangliang did not have it.
"Haotian, this is your uncle, please call me uncle." Li Yunji pulled Nangong Haotian behind her and introduced him.
"Hello, uncle, I am Haotian!" Nangong Haotian shouted with a smile.
When Nangong Shuangliang saw Li Yunji and Nangong Haotian, he said excitedly, "Hahaha, sister-in-law, you are finally back. This is Haotian. You have grown so big in the blink of an eye. The ones I saw before were only this tall!" Nangong Shuangliang compared, "Yeah, look, what a handsome young man, he will definitely be a great man in the future!"
Nangong Shuangliang laughed loudly, then looked around, and immediately asked: "Hey, sister-in-law, why don't you see eldest brother? Why, eldest brother hasn't come back?"
After being mentioned by Nangong Shuangliang, Nangong Haotian immediately turned to Mengqian Li Yunji. When he saw her, he seemed to be reminded of the tragic death of his father Nangong Shuangjie. Tears flowed down in vain, which made Nangong Haotian feel pain in his heart.
Seeing this, Nangong Shuangliang turned to Nangong Haotian and asked anxiously: "My nephew, tell me, where is your father?"
"Uncle, his father... his father, he is dead..." Nangong Haotian's eyes were also full of sadness. He had no father or mother in his previous life. In this life, he devoted himself to a young man with the same name, but encountered his father. Nangong Haotian felt the same tragic death and suddenly felt uncontrollably sad.
"What..." After hearing this, Nangong Haotian discovered that Nangong Shuangliang seemed to have aged ten years suddenly. His figure was not steady, he took two steps back, his eyes were dumbfounded.
"A few days ago, Shuangjie received a black sticker from Demon Dragon Slayer Castle. You also know what this black sticker means. In order to avoid the trouble, Shuangjie wanted to temporarily move to your place and stay for a while to wait for the news. We will make plans after we get there. But I never thought that I would encounter thieves chasing me on the road, Shuangjie..." Li Yunji told Nangong Shuangliang everything about what happened on the road.
After hearing this, Nangong Shuangliang slammed the car's shaft angrily and shouted loudly: "Who is it? It caused the tragic death of my eldest brother. I, Nangong Shuangliang, will definitely avenge my eldest brother and cut the thief's body into thousands of pieces before he can stop it!"
This angry shout was filled with 100% of the true energy of Nangong Shuangliang. The sound was like thunder, and the "rumbling" was heard dozens of miles away, making Nangong Haotian feel dizzy and the shock in his heart could not be greater.
However, no one saw it. In a small forest three miles outside Nangong Mansion, a gloomy man wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt sneered at the corner of his mouth after hearing this.
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The scene freezes and then suddenly rotates, showing Nangong Shuangliang being struck to death by Shangguan Mi's palm, his mother Li Yunji being insulted by Shangguan Mi, and old Xu Fu having his head chopped off with a knife...
"Ah..." Nangong Haotian suddenly sat up. Just now, he had a nightmare. Like a bystander, he watched all the experiences of a few days ago like watching a movie, even some things he didn't know. He saw everything, and he was immediately frightened and sweating profusely.
Who is the purple-gold figure? Why did he want to kill him? Who is the old man withered pine? Why did he come to this world inexplicably? Things that Nangong Haotian didn't know before were all repeated in his dream.
Nangong Shuangjie was killed by the thieves, Nangong Shuangliang's red eyes, the way old Xu Fu's head was thrown away, the way Li Yunji's body was caressed by Shangguan Mi... everything was intertwined in Nangong Haotian's eyes, and he sighed deeply.
After taking a breath, he fell to the ground again and closed his eyes weakly. A drop of liquid slipped from the corner of his eye, as hot as blood.