Nalan Ziying didn't go upstairs, Tie Qing walked out of the hall with a blue face and walked into the courtyard.

Nalan Zijian smiled, "Second uncle, I really didn't think that the fertilizer water would not flow into the fields of outsiders."

"Who is an outsider"!

Nalan Zhenshan, who has always been very cultured, has not concealed his resentment at all, since the death of Nalan Wenruo, the Nalan family, known as the heirloom of poetry and books, has completely changed, and has become an appearance that he never dreamed of, Nalan Zhenbang is like this, Nalan Ziran is like this, Nalan Ziying is like this, and the most hateful Nalan Zijian in front of him, who has the audacity to sell his ancestral business, and the children of the original scholarly family, all of them have broken through the bottom line that should not be broken.

The Nalan family, which was originally majestic, is now leaking rain on all sides and wind in all directions.

"You Nalan Zijian is an outsider"!

Nalan Zijian smiled, "Just kidding, don't be angry, the second uncle is important."

"Sooner or later, I'm going to be by you unscrupulous kids."

Nalan Zijian's expression gradually became solemn, and after a long time, he said lightly: "Second uncle, you need to lift lightly as you do step by step, and you need to lift as light as you need to grasp the general trend, you are too tired."

Nalan Zhenshan's heart was hit like a boulder, the old man said similar things when he was alive, at that time, the old man grasped the overall situation, he was more of a solid practical thing, and he couldn't deeply understand the meaning of this sentence, since the old man died, he realized how heavy the weight of the four words was heavy, and it was so heavy that he bent his waist.

He finally knew why the old man liked Nalan Zijian very much, not because of how smart he was, but also because of the four words "weightlifting", this young nephew had the courage to be unmoved when the sky fell.

Looking at the faint smile on Nalan Zijian's face, for a moment, he felt a heartfelt appreciation.

But soon he came back to his senses and said coldly: "What do you want to do"?

"If you don't break it, you can't stand it, and then you stand after it's broken." Nalan Zijian said eight words categorically.

"Break, who are you going to break? Break the old man's rules, break the building of the Nalan family?" Nalan Zhenshan smiled coldly, "I was born to guard this building."

"Second uncle", Nalan Zijian leaned forward, "How long can you still guard"?

Nalan Zhenshan's body subconsciously trembled, how long can he be guarded, this is what he is most worried about.

"I'm gone, there are still people in the Nalan family."

"Nalan Ziran? Or Nalan Ziying? If it was peacetime, I believe that either of the two of them would be fine, but not now."

Nalan Zhenshan unconsciously breathed heavily, and stared at Nalan Zijian coldly, "Then I will create a peace while I am still alive."

Nalan Zijian smiled faintly, not a mockery, nor a smug smile, just a very ordinary smile, "With me here, is there peace"?

"Na, Lan, Zi, Jian", Nalan Zhenshan gritted his teeth, and said coldly word by word: "Rebel"!

Nalan Zijian's face was calm, and he smiled at Nalan Zhenshan's cold gaze, "Second uncle, instead of breaking it sooner or later, why don't you take a good look while you're alive, the worst result is to see the building overturn, maybe you can really see it broken and then stand up."

"You dare to persecute even your loved ones, Nalan Zijian, do you still have a little conscience" Nalan Zhenshan's voice couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Nalan Zijian avoided Nalan Zhenshan's scorching gaze, smiled faintly, and muttered: "Do you know how much courage it takes to attack your loved ones."

Why?", he paused as he spoke, and there was one more sentence he didn't say, who knows how much his heart hurts when he attacks his loved ones.

"Get out of here!" Nalan Zhenshan pointed angrily at the door.

Nalan Zijian smiled, got up and patted his buttocks, and when he walked to the door, he turned around and said, "Lu Shanmin is injured, seriously injured, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to wake up for a while."

After speaking, he held his head high and strode out.

Stepping into the yard, passing by Nalan Ziying, he said lightly: "Big brother, don't you give me a ride"?

Nalan Ziying looked at the dashing back, her eyes were red, her fists clenched unconsciously, she stayed for a few seconds, and followed with steps.

"Third brother, the gods are mysterious, there is something that can't be let the eldest brother know."

"Your pattern is too small, your eyes can only see two or three meters in front of you, and it's useless to tell you."

Nalan Ziying stared at the back of Nalan Zijian's head tightly, the internal qi in the dantian slowly swam, gathered in the right palm, as long as this palm was patted, the head of this younger brother who looked down on him could be slapped to pieces.

"Third brother, don't you think you're too rampant"?

"Hehe, flies in the sky are in front of ants on the ground, is it necessary to be modest. That's called hypocrisy, and I, Nalan Zijian, have never been a hypocritical person."

"Haven't you heard that Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind?" Nalan Ziying's breath gradually revealed, and a slight wind sound came from the corridor.

"It also depends on what kind of trees it is, what kind of wind it blows, a yawning breeze, it's still far away."

"Everyone says you're smart, but I think you're the stupidest person in the world."

"Do you think you're smart?" Nalan Zijian stopped suddenly.

Nalan Ziying took two steps forward, the back of his head was within reach, as long as his internal strength was released, this scholar who was powerless could no longer say a disgusting word. But I don't know why, there is always a trace of uneasiness in his heart, which causes him to never slap this palm.

Nalan Zijian continued to take a step forward, only to hear him smile, "If it's really smart, it's long overdue."

"You," Nalan Ziying was so angry that he raised his palm violently, and just as he was about to shoot this palm, Gao Changmeng stepped in from the gate, a pair of tiger eyes were shining, and the murderous aura on his body was like substance, and the overwhelming momentum oppressed him to sweat profusely.

Nalan Zijian turned his head and smiled faintly at Nalan Ziying, "When you came in, you wanted to kill me twice, and when you came out, you were ready to start three times, and you didn't grasp the five opportunities, how are you qualified to carry the Nalan family?"

After saying that, he laughed, stepped over the threshold, and walked out.

Gao Chang glanced at Nalan Ziying coldly, the momentum on his body gradually faded, and he followed Nalan Zijian out.

Nalan Ziying's fists clenched, and a crisp slap of "pop" recalled in the courtyard, and slapped himself hard.

In the night, a soft sigh sounded.

Nalan Ziying looked at the place where the voice came from, "Master Chu, if I make a move just now, will you stop it?"

"This is your family history, I will not interfere".

Nalan Ziying raised her hand and slapped herself again, "Don't give me another chance."

Chu Tianling shook his head and thought to himself, you have never had a chance.

"Rest early, recuperate, this battle begins".

Gao Chang looked at Nalan Zijian, who was recuperating with his eyes closed, from the rearview mirror in the car, and said lightly: "Three."

Childe, don't take such risks in the future."

"If you're in a bad mood, have fun."

"Are you sure he won't dare to make a move"?

"Who is he? My brother, Brother Mo Ruo, when he reacts, the daylilies are cold."

Gao Chang frowned slightly, "Third son, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not."

"You're saying I'm playing tightrope walking."

"No matter how good the skill is, there are times when it slips up."

"The world is too bland, my brother is too lonely, and he needs stimulation."

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After all, the breath that was forcibly lifted hurt the meridians, Xiao Nizi ran wildly on her back to Lu Shanmin, spilling blood all the way, both Lu Shanmin's and hers.

She knew very well that with the current state of the two of them, even the appearance of a peak master would be enough to kill both of them.

I didn't dare to stay, for fear that Lu Shanmin wouldn't be able to survive for long.

Don't dare to take a taxi, for fear that there will be a killer in the taxi parked on the side of the road.

I didn't dare to take the main road, for fear that there would be a yellow finch guarding there.

I didn't dare to contact anyone, it was useless for some people to contact her, even if it was a big black head in the wilderness, it would be too late, and some people might be able to come in time, but she didn't dare to put Lu Shanmin's life in their hands. Although she is not smart, she also knows that Lu Shanmin's friendship with the four major families is limited to personal relationships, and the hearts of the people in the big family are complicated, and no one knows what those big people think behind the scenes.

She just ran endlessly and drove her internal qi to run wildly in the dark night, and she didn't care that the leakage of internal qi would make people catch the breath, as long as she ran out of a distance and entered the outskirts of the city, she could stop a car and enter Tianjing City, and then she could get out of danger.

On the highway, a black Mercedes flashed its stress lights and stopped in the emergency lane.

Wu Qingfeng lit a cigarette and spit out a puff of smoke rings, "Mr. Fei, can you feel it?"

The old man sitting on the side closed his eyes tightly, intently sensing the fluctuations of the aura around him, "I picked a small path, not far from us."

"Are you sure"?

"If you don't take the road and take the path, it seems that the injury is not light."

"That is, you are sure"? Wu Qingfeng's eyes showed a gleam.

The old man opened his eyes and nodded, but he didn't mean to act immediately.

"What are you waiting for?" Wu Qingfeng's face was quite displeased.

"Do you know the old man and the old man?" He turned his head to look out the window at the mountains and forests.

Wu Qingfeng slowly held the cigarette butt tightly in his hand, allowing the fiery red cigarette butt to burn his palms with pain.

"Mr. Fei, I don't have many opportunities, I can't wait."

The old man still didn't move, "You don't know what the old man and the old man mean, aren't you afraid that it will backfire if you are self-defeating."

"Then do I have a chance if I don't do anything?" Wu Qingfeng asked rhetorically, "Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to do something about it whether it is right or wrong."

Saying that, he took a deep breath, leaned back in his seat, and muttered: "Mr. Fei, I will bear all the consequences, and neither grandpa nor my dad will blame you."

Xiao Nizi carried the mountain people on her back, like a wounded tiger running into the mountains and forests, running all the way, paying attention to the wind and grass around her all the way.

He came to a fork in the road and stopped, with a grim smile on his face.