Although Nangong Min was also smiling back then, compared to Feng Ziyuan, whose whole body was filled with happiness, she seemed to lack that aura of happiness, like a beautiful sculpture that could talk and laugh, but lacked life!
Thinking of Feng Ziyuan, Luo Yan was startled and looked at Nie Feng in shock: "You just said mother..."
Nie Feng secretly rolled his eyes, you only reacted to your feelings now, you are not being unfilial!
Luo Yan lowered his head in silence, and a tear fell on the ice, turning into several teardrops. After a long time, he murmured: "Isn't that dad very sad... Ayu's life is even more difficult..."
After feeling sad for a while, Luo Yan also came to his senses: "That's not right, I'm asking you why the Nangong family came."
Nie Feng gave him a meaningful look, smiled and said: "With your cleverness, young master, haven't you figured it out yet?"
"Come to kill me?" Luo Yan thought for a while and understood, and sneered, "Are they so sure that Ayu is of the same mind as them? They are not afraid of dying! Ha, they are afraid that after annexing Shuiming Sect, what they will get is not
Glory and profit, but jealousy and trouble!”
There were some complicated things in Nie Feng's eyes. He smiled half-heartedly and said: "Young Master seems to be worrying too much. Since they want to annex us, why don't they make preparations in advance? Not to mention Nangong Tao (
Nangong Min's brother, the current head of the Nangong family) has done a lot of tricks secretly. Just saying that he condescended his daughter to marry Xu Qianyi, the son of King Beijing, last year is enough money."
"Oh? Does he, one of the seven dignified families, still care about the political power of the secular world?" Luo Yan asked curiously, but the secular world here does not refer to the lower world.
Nie Feng smiled and said: "Young Master, how could you forget that the Shangzong of the Jin Kingdom is one of the four sects, the Xuanhua Sect!"
Luo Yan was silent, it seems that the structure of one palace, two saints, four sects and seven families in the Chushen Realm will soon be broken. By then, I am afraid that there will be another power imbalance. The god himself and the warriors also have seven emotions and six desires, and they will
It is common for people to be motivated by interests.
"Luo Yan" Su Qingchen stood a few steps away knowingly, waving to him from afar
"Hey, what's going on?" Luo Yan asked her in a loud voice
"Should we leave, otherwise others will be anxious?" Su Qingchen suggested
"That's fine, let's leave after they finish cleaning up the body." Luo Yan nodded to her and asked Nie Feng, "What does dad mean for me to stay in the lower world?"
Nie Feng smiled and said: "Don't worry, the sect master will not be unhappy. On the contrary, he is very pleased with the young master's independence and left his subordinates. The main reason is to guard against the seventh elder of the Nangong family and will not interfere with your experience." To put it bluntly
That is, the sect master doesn’t want a dandy son who is just waiting to die. I’m just here to block the Nangong family for you. Don’t bother us with your troubles!
Luo Yan nodded and was about to leave when he suddenly stared at the ghost-headed sword on Nie Feng's back and hesitated: "This is... Xueyin Shenfeng? Who are you, the former protector of Jiangyuan?"
Nie Feng laughed loudly: "Young Master, you have such a good eye! I am a disciple of the former protector, and now I am the commander of the Conferred God Guard. When Young Master returns in the future, you will need to take more care of me."
Murong Bo had two great protectors under him, the left protector Yuan Jiang and the right protector Wei Ting. They were both confidants who had fought with him in all directions and made great achievements in the war. The elders and elders of the Shuiming Sect were mostly old people who were not in power.
And they are the greatest authorities below Murong Bo.
Luo Yan didn't know their strength, but he had an impression of Yuan Jiang's beloved sword Xue Yin Shen Feng. Back then, when the remnants of Nan Yi instigated a rebellion in Gaoxin, a small town affiliated with Shuiming Sect, Yuan Jiang was furious and struck an ice sword.
The whole city was sealed and the rebellion was suppressed with the method of thunder! According to Luo Yan's judgment, this sword was probably at the level of a quasi-divine weapon. Unexpectedly, after so many years, Xueyin Shenfeng actually changed hands.
The Fengshen Guard is the sharpest sword hidden in Shuiming Sect. It protects the sect master internally and kills enemies externally. It only obeys the orders of the current sect master. All the successive commanders are the masters among masters and the most trusted ones.
However, Luo Yan naturally felt that Nie Feng's strength was not too high and his grade was too young. Perhaps it was because of Yuan Jiang's relationship and the fact that the Shuiming Sect's masters who had died in the God of Destruction Mountains in the past few years were too young.
It's more, that's why it's cheaper for him
Luo Yan sighed and said leisurely: "If you see the original protector, say hello to him for me."
"Subordinates will meet." When mentioning Yuan Jiang, Nie Feng showed respect from the bottom of his heart and said seriously, "Master is also looking forward to the early return of the young master!"
Luo Yan nodded. At this time, the subordinate who had just dissected the body for him came over and handed him the ring. He also handed over a book that was brittle from the cold: "Young Master, this is from Bixueyuan."
Found on the beast”
Luo Yan installed the ring, took the book and flipped through it, and immediately called Su Qingchen: "Qingchen, Qingchen, come quickly!"
Nie Feng rolled his eyes. He hasn't married yet, so what?
Su Qingchen came over to take a look, tapped her green and jade fingers, and said curiously: "The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away... Is this a collection of poems?"
"No!" Luo Yan explained casually as he turned the page: "Have you forgotten the last two moves of the Snow Abyss Beast? If I guessed correctly, these should be Meng Qian's martial arts notes from back then. Unexpectedly, a thousand years later, they would be so cheap.
Let's go!" Looking through the booklet, Luo Yan was not as happy as before, but felt that his heart was filled with panic.
It can be seen from this "Snow Collection" that Meng Qian was a very talented person, with both martial arts and literary talents. He should be a Confucian general type figure, but this kind of figure will die after his death.
But there are mixed reviews, which is really sad!
The north wind blows and the white grass folds on the ground, and the snow blows in August. Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom... I will see you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you leave, the snow is all over the Tianshan Mountains. The road is winding and you can't be seen. It's snowing.
Leave a place for horses in the sky!
This short poem, one sentence after another, has both beauty and murderous intent. It can be said to be the fruit of Meng Qian's lifelong martial arts literature. However, at that time, many of the martial arts masters who had made contributions in the space war had already established sects and multiplied.
After thousands of years, he never married, and his name remained unknown after his death. It was really...
"You want me to practice with you?" Su Qingchen's watery eyes were filled with ripples, and she said silently in her heart, Duan Yuxuan, why is this person not you?
Luo Yan nodded and said with a smile: "Although it is a combination of Feng Shui and Feng Shui, with many ice moves mixed in, we can just practice together. It is always good to use more techniques."
Su Qingchen nodded and thanked him, feeling increasingly sad. How long had it been since he had seen him? Does he still trust him?