Seeing the former old master commit suicide.

The expressions of the children of the Nan family suddenly became extremely ugly, looking at the corpse that fell to the ground, and the words of the old family master before his death echoed in their ears, and their hearts became extremely uncomfortable.

This ending was something they had never expected.

At the most critical moment of the Nan family, this old man stood up without hesitation, he has always adhered to the bottom line in his heart, he felt injustice and anger for the Nan family to suffer this misfortune, and even tried to reason with the Snow Emperor.

However, the truth gave him a resounding slap in the face.

What he insisted on in his heart became worthless, and in the face of the law he had modified, Nan Qinglian chose to commit suicide.

The corpse that fell to the ground gradually lost its temperature.

Through the mask, you can clearly see that the eyes of the golden armor man reveal a trace of unbearable color.

"Death—"

The golden armor man let out a roar, as if it was a thunderbolt, and the golden gun carried a domineering and incomparable power, and directly stabbed the children of the Nan family.

The next moment.

The Ironclad and Silverclad also struck.

The three of them advanced slowly, like a killing machine, mercilessly harvesting life.

……

……

Nan Nian Buddha was brought into the dark cell, perhaps no one had cleaned the place for a long time, the air was filled with the smell of mold, and a few daring rats squeaked in the corner of the wall, as if provocatively looking at Nan Nian Buddha.

The heavy cell door was shut.

The two soldiers who had escorted him turned to leave, and the whole prison suddenly became silent.

Deathly silence.

Nan Nian Buddha sat in the cell in a bit of a distraction.

At this moment, his heart can be said to be full of flavors.

Slowly closing his eyes, Nan Nian Buddha could clearly feel a chill in his heart gradually sweeping through his body.

Immersed in grief, Nan Nen Buddha gradually fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the cell became darker and darker, and the sunlight that had been projected through the narrow window had disappeared cleanly, and he seemed to be the only one left in the huge cell, and an indescribable feeling swept over his body.

Nan Nianfo smiled.

Laughing and laughing and crying, crying and crying and laughing again.

Joys and sorrows are impermanent.

Nan Nen Buddha is like a naïve child.

Shaking his head, Nan Nian Buddha whispered, "You...... You are no longer the son of the Nan family, you are just a sinner. ”

Between the words, Nan Nian Buddha laughed again.

Bell Bell ......

Suddenly, there was the sound of metal crashing into the prison.

Nan Nian's expression couldn't help but change, and he stood up, trying to see where the voice was coming from.

A rickety body walked slowly, his feet were actually shackled with heavy black iron chains, and before he took a step, the chains made a crashing sound on the ground.

Nan Nianfo's expression revealed a trace of doubt, trying to see the rickety figure clearly.

The figure gradually approached.

The shock in Nan Nian's eyes also became more and more intense.

"Hungry...... I'll get you some food, eat slowly. ”

There was a screeching sound from the rickety figures, as if the metal that had rusted for many years was rubbing against each other.

Nan Nian Buddha ate the food on the plate, looked at the rickety figure and said, "Who are you?"

The rickety figure raised his head, and a wrinkled face appeared in Nan Nian's sight, each wrinkle was like a knife carving, very deep, obviously, it was covered with dust, and the most peculiar thing was his pair of eyes, which made people feel shocked to see it, and the eyes were full of white turbidity, without the slightest luster.

"I'm just a slave. ”

The cacophony rang out again.

Nan Nianfo's eyes became more obvious in the suspicious color, looking at the old face, and said in a deep voice: "Why did you appear here? Why do you have such heavy shackles?"

"You have too many questions...... I can't answer you. ”

The rickety figure left a sentence and turned away.

Nan Nian Buddha looked at the food on the plate, not knowing whether to eat or not.

……

……

Nanfu is doomed.

Although the children of the Nan family worked together incomparably, they still couldn't withstand the crushing of the three great gods, and when the blood-stained heads were placed in front of the Nanfu Gate, the people in the past couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, and the once extremely powerful first nobleman was reduced to such a point in one day.

Han Wenxu has been sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, and when it was dusk, Han Wenxu finally stood up, moved his somewhat stiff body, and said softly: "It's time for us to take over these messes." ”

Give it a command.

The Blizzard Army rushed into Nanfu with the force of a tiger and a wolf.

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……

Yuan family.

Yuan Lie knelt in the ancestral hall, looking at his father's plaque, his expression was very ugly.

A glass of spirits is poured in front of you.

Yuan Lie said slowly: "Father...... The Nan family is completely finished, and the heads of the children of the Nan family are all placed in front of the door, which makes people feel frightened when they look at it...... Please forgive my son's unfilial piety...... You must know that if I really obey you, then I am afraid that the heads of the children of the Yuan family will also be placed in front of the gate. ”

The words fell.

Won Yeol filled the wine glass again and sprinkled it in front of him again.

"Father, before you died, you always said that drinking was wrong, so you never drank alcohol, and every time you wanted to drink, you were careful to watch out for the amount, lest you drink too much, mess up your senses, and say the wrong thing. ”

"Now you don't have to worry about anything, just let it go. ”

Yuan Yeol said softly.

Looking at the plaque for a long time, Yuan Lie kowtowed nine times.

There are noticeable bruises on the forehead.

Rise.

Turn around.

Leave.

Yuan Lie's expression became resolute, and while walking, a mouthful of turbid air slowly exhaled, and his body felt much more relaxed.

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……

In the palace of the Snow Country, the aroma of hot pot is overflowing.

Li Qifeng was eating the hot mutton with the dipping sauce, feeling extremely comfortable, Duguchen and Jin Chuan were also feasting, and even every time the mutton was put into the pot, they were extremely anxious.

Shangguan Qianqian's eating style is very elegant, and the speed of eating is very slow, is it frowned, and keeps looking outside the main hall.

See here.

Li Qifeng's expression showed a hint of a smile, and he sandwiched a piece of hoof tendon with just the right heat into Shangguan Qianqian's bowl.

"When eating, you need to focus, let all the worries be put aside for the time being!"

Li Qifeng said slowly.

A hint of a smile appeared in Shangguan Qianqian's expression, and she said, "Okay." ”

After blowing the lamb, eat the vegetables...... The flavor of the hot pot is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally—

Li Qifeng felt that his stomach was a little swollen, and he knew that he had eaten too much, so he put down his chopsticks and looked at Shangguan Qianqian.

(End of chapter)