A pretty girl stared angrily at Nuolan for killing.
"Cousin, you are so shameless! You actually attacked me sneakily. This time is not counted. I should have been able to withstand twenty attacks!"
Look at Nuolan killing again, put on a plain white robe, shaking the feather fan gently in his hand, he looks like a handsome young man.
"Cousin, this person's heart is sinister. Cousin, I just asked you to be careful of other people's bad intentions. Why are you so angry?
At worst, I’ll let you do three moves next time.”
Nuo Lan was smiling at the killing. Ever since Qing'er was killed by Han Ming, his thoughts had been focused on the handsome cousin Nuo Lanling in front of him.
"No, I won't give in!" Nuo Lanling kept chattering, reluctant to give up.
"Oh, well, why not bring that toy to vent your anger on?"
"Hmm...hehe, okay."
Nuolan Killed nodded: "Come on, bring that toy over here."
Not long after, several servants came dragging an iron chain. At the end of the iron chain was tied a "thing" with four legs on the ground. It vaguely looked like a person.
It's just that this man's legs and knees were smashed, and his arms were broken, so he could only move forward on his knees.
His long hair was dirty and scattered all over the place. When he raised his head, it was almost impossible to recognize his true appearance. This man was Han Ming, who was captured by Nuolan Zhentian.
Two full years have passed. In the past two years, almost everyone in the Nuolan family has tortured Han Ming. In their eyes, he is just a plaything.
Some people feel a little unhappy, so they go to the cave in the back mountain to find playthings and vent their dissatisfaction.
At this time, Nuolan Ling refused to give up, so Nuolan Killing had no choice but to find the plaything again.
"Crack!!"
Nuo Lanling went up and knocked the plaything to the ground with a fierce slap, and then started kicking it randomly.
Although this slap was on the plaything, Nuolan Killing's eyebrows twitched. Just now, Nuolanling had obviously vented his anger on the plaything, and this slap was like a slap on his face.
Same.
Nuo Lan was also angry in his heart for killing, but he couldn't bear to blame his beautiful cousin. After Nuo Lanling beat him for a long time to vent his anger, he also went up to punch and kick the plaything, while beating and cursing constantly.
"Damn you bastard! You beast! You've been beaten so hard, and it's been two years and you're still hanging on!"
Facing Han Ming, who was chasing him and fleeing in embarrassment, Nuolan killed and faced Han Ming again, the fear on his face had long since disappeared.
But he still remembered the embarrassing appearance when he was being chased by Han Ming. He resisted not killing Han Ming, but penetrated all the important parts of his body with iron chains, like refining a puppet.
This method trapped Han Ming so that he could not survive but not die.
Han Ming lowered his head and couldn't see clearly what he looked like.
"What? Are you still not convinced? Are you still not convinced!!"
Nuo Lan killed him calmly, and slapped Han Ming in the mouth every time he asked a question.
Just as he was ringing, the door to the room outside opened, and a voluptuous middle-aged woman pushed the door open and entered surrounded by servants.
This person is Nuo Lan Shou's mother, Nuo Lan Zhentian's wife, who took her husband's surname, Nuo Lan Rongyan.
"Mother?"
Nuolan Shasha was stunned for a moment, then stopped his movements and stood respectfully. Nuolan Ling also hurriedly corrected her attitude.
In any case, this Nuolan Rongyan is the number two figure in the Nuolan family, her cousin, and will also be her mother in the future.
"Lu'er, what are you doing?" Nuolan Rongyan was dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked elegant.
As he spoke, he frowned slightly and gently covered his nose with a white brocade handkerchief: "Why does it smell so pungent?"
His eyes looked at Han Ming who was on the ground.
At this time, Han Ming's whole body was very dirty. He was imprisoned in a cave in the back mountain on weekdays. It was cold and humid there, and he didn't see sunlight all year round. Naturally, his body smell was not good.
A guard quickly stepped forward, grabbed Han Ming's chain, dragged him out of the door, and kicked him out.
"Bring it back to the back mountain."
"yes."
Two guards grabbed the iron chain and took Han Ming away again.
"Mother, why did you come all the way? If you have any orders, just summon the child." Nuo Lan asked respectfully.
Nuolan Rongyan frowned slightly, as if she was still dissatisfied with the unpleasant smell of the place: "Go and chop off one of the legs of that thing, and take it to the backyard to fertilize the flowers."
"yes."
A guard listened to the order, took out the sword from his waist and headed towards the back mountain.
"That's it. One year from now on Canglan Star, the ancestor Xuanji of the Canghai sect will recruit disciples. Your father and I are going to let you leave the family and go to the Canghai sect to become a famous teacher and worship the ancestor Xuanji."
In the past few years, Nuolan Killing was almost killed by Han Ming. Although Han Ming had been caught and almost turned into a waste, the weakness of Nuolan Killing was eventually exposed.
This child who grew up under the care of his parents has the strength of the true self, but is still not as flexible as some enemies who have experienced many life and death experiences. It is inevitable that someone will plot against him.
Moreover, this is also a great opportunity. Canghai Sect is the largest sect in the southern star region. If his son Nuolan's killing can be appreciated by Ancestor Xuanji, the status of the Nuolan family can rise several levels in the future.
Nuo Lan was overjoyed when he heard this. He naturally understood what it meant to him: "Really! That's great."
Nuolan Rongyan stroked her son's hair lovingly: "Silly boy, this matter has not been decided yet. There are too many people who want to join the Canghai Sect.
There are even outstanding talents from other star regions who have transferred here and are very competitive.
This time your father and I are going to Canglan Star to visit Ancestor Xuanji and get a place for you."
Nuolan was overjoyed after the killing: "Thank you, father and mother, for your grace!"
Nuolan Rongyan shook her head: "You just won't grow up, and your parents will always worry about you."
"hey-hey."
Nuolan Shasha smiled and scratched his head.
"Okay, come out, I have something private to discuss with you."
"yes."
Nuolan Ling was left in the house, and Nuolan Shasha and Nuolan Rongyan, mother and son, walked out of the house.
The red flower tree in the courtyard has already bloomed. This kind of red flower tree is very precious. Ordinary wealthy families cannot buy a single sapling even if they spend money.
The biggest feature is that after this red flower blooms, the petals will be like crisp glass. As the breeze blows, the petals rub and collide with each other, making a tinkling, tinkling sound, especially every petal of this red flower.
The shapes are all different, and the sounds produced by the collision are also different.
Every time the wind blows, it is like music played in the wind, which is beautiful and sweet to the ears.
Jingle bells... jingle bells... the wind blowing and the sweet music kept me silent for a long time.
"Mom, do you like it? If you like it, I will send this red flower tree to your yard to plant it."
Nuo Lan killed to please him. This red flower tree was a birthday gift from his father Nuo Lan Zhentian when Nuo Lan killed his 500th birthday. This is the only tree in the Nuo Lan family.
That's all.
Nuolan Rongyan did not directly answer Nuolan's killing words, but moved lightly with lotus steps. The woman's plump figure looked extremely graceful. She gently raised her hand, picked a small red flower from the tree, and used two sticks to
The fingers twist and turn slowly, and the crystal clear petals emit colorful light in the sun, which is really beautiful.
"Since the death of girl Qing'er, your thoughts have been on girl Ling'er. What I said is right."
Nuolan didn't shy away from killing, and there was nothing embarrassing about getting married as a male. He immediately nodded and said: "Yes!"
"But this girl Ling'er is like an untamed wild cat, full of wild nature, not as gentle as girl Qing'er. I'm afraid you won't be able to control her, but will be tied up by her everywhere."
Hearing this, Nuolan Shasha's face turned slightly red. Nuolan Rongyan was right. Nuolan Shasha just couldn't control this cousin and was always being led around. However, he couldn't bear to give up such a good thing.
girl.
Before making a private decision with Qing'er, Nuo Lan Sha had a crush on Nuo Lan Ling, but Nuo Lan Ling didn't seem to have a good impression of Nuo Lan Sha.
After knowing that Qing'er died, Nuolan killed her wholeheartedly in pursuit of Nuolanling. After several years of unremitting efforts, she was finally recognized. However, as of today, she has not even held hands once.
"How can a man who has ambitions in all directions hinder the love of his children? If he can't even deal with a little girl, how can he achieve great things in the future? It's Christmas, your father and I will leave here to go to Canglan Star in the evening.
Mother can't bear to see you so wasted, so I might as well help you again." The grand festival on the first day of the day doesn't have much meaning other than that.
"Really!?" Nuo Lan was surprised by the killing.
Nuo Lan Rongyan nodded lightly: "The reason why Nuo Lanling is so arrogant is simply because his parents are strong enough. His father is my cousin, and his strength is at the level of a small god.
And her bitch mother was also very beautiful. The big bitch gave birth to a little bitch, and both of them were very noble.
Your father and I have agreed to kill Nuo Lanling's parents before leaving tomorrow."
"ah?"
Nuolan Shasha was shocked. What could I say about Nuolanling's father? He was also his mother's cousin. The two of them had grown up together. Could they really kill him?
Nuolan Rongyan sighed: "This is not all for you. Do you know how much your father and I have put a lot of thought into you.
All our hopes are placed on you. If you have difficulty in achieving great things in the future, how will you face us?" In the wind, under the red flowers, the fragrance of flowers fills the air. It is such a wonderful scene, and the two subordinates are really good-looking.
The words spoken by such a person are incompatible with this scene.
In the beautiful scenery, there is a faint discussion of a brutal killing.
The next day, on the Rashtagan planet, every house was decorated with lights and colorful flowers hung in front of the door.
On this day, everyone put down their busy work and planted flowers in front of the door with small hoes. This is a custom and tradition. The day is about to pass, and when the flowers bloom for the last time, a competition will be held.
At the flower party, everyone comes together to judge whose flowers bloom the most beautifully and are the prettiest. For the sons and daughters of Tougui family, men can designate any girl to be their wife.
Women can nominate any outstanding young man to be their husband. Boys and girls are looking for the most beautiful flower seeds in order to win the first prize.
The Nuolan family was no exception. Countless young men and women swarmed out of their homes and went to the fields and flower shops to search for flowers of their choice.
On a mountain peak shrouded in white clouds, a man wearing a plain white robe climbed up the stone stairs step by step.
From time to time, he would look back and look around, as if he was afraid of being followed.
After finding nothing unusual, he quickly lowered his head and continued on his way.
When we reached the top of the mountain, there was a small cave deep in the clouds, with two guards guarding the entrance.
"It's Young Master Nuolan Changlong." The two guards were slightly startled. The person in front of them was the eldest son of Nuolan Zhentian's younger brother, Nuolan Changlong.
This child was born with mediocre talent, and it is difficult for him to grow into a master of the True Self Realm as quickly as Nuolan Shasha. Although he is more than 300 years older than Nuolan Shasha, he is still in the middle stage of the True Self Middle Realm today.
"Oh, I came here to take a look and bring food to that toy." Nuolan Changlong said calmly.
"Yes, young master, please come in."
The two guards did not doubt that he was there. In the past two years, descendants of the family often come here. Most of them are angry or feel uncomfortable, so they find this place and fight, curse, or attack the playthings in Shandong.
It's contempt, in short it's just to vent your unhappiness.
Nuolan Changlong nodded and stepped in.
As soon as I walked into the cave, I smelled an unpleasant stench. In the small corridor, water droplets kept dripping from the top of the cave, breaking into a splash when added.
Dark, damp, and moldy are the only three adjectives to describe this place.
After walking along the aisle for about a minute, I came to a slightly spacious place.
On the wall of the cave, there were eight thick chains, which penetrated the body of a person who was kneeling on the ground and had no human form at all, locking him tightly. It was Han Ming.
Thump, thump, thump.
Stepping on the wet ground, Nuo Lan came to a place about five steps in front of Han Ming. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm here again."
Han Ming lowered his head calmly and said nothing.
"Are you still unwilling to teach me? I sincerely ask for advice. I just want to know how you went from a virtual person in the small realm of the real self to the late stage of the middle real self in just a few years.
of a master.
And how did you learn your weird skills and lightning-fast movements?
I sincerely seek advice, and I have come here once a month for the past two years. Aren’t you touched by my sincerity?”
Han Ming lowered his head and let out a few sinister sneers.
Nuolan Changlong gritted his teeth: "I come here with great sincerity this time. As long as you are willing to teach me, I will promise to help you intercede.
How about asking your brothers and sisters in the clan not to torture you? Isn't this condition very tempting?"