Yan Ruyu smiled: "It's a climate." ”

Mo Yuan chased after him from behind, and before the person arrived, an anxious voice had already rushed over, "Huan'er, you're crazy!"

But when he saw the tragic situation of Nangong Yijian, he gasped again, and his eyes became complicated. Although Nangong Huan has recently complained about Nangong Yijian, after all, he is an elder he admires, and when he sees his idol being trampled like this, he will naturally be angry and do something that does not fit his identity.

However, what Nangong Yijian did in front of him was really inconsistent with the identity of the sect master, and he and Yan Ruyu were married. The skills are not as good as others, so they have fallen to this point.

This matter is too tricky, thinking that there are still many people from the upper realm around Nangong Yijian in front of the sect, Mo Yuan is still secretly worried about Yan Ruyu, and he never imagined that such a scene would appear now.

Those few people from the upper realm died, and the rest of them were all pale, and Nangong knelt on the ground with a sword......

It's not at all the same as imagining.

This Yan Hall Master is too strong, Nangong Yijian really shouldn't mess with her.

Mo Yuan's mouth was bitter, Nangong was defeated with a sword, Nangong Huan lost his mind a little, and those immortals had an expression that did not dare to intervene at this time, and only he could say a word or two.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Hall Master Yan, please ...... again"

Yan Ruyu cut off his words, and the mockery in his tone couldn't be hidden, "What else do you please, please see that you are in the same Dao cultivation lineage to spare their lives?"

Mo Yuan's face changed, Yan Ruyu's words not only said Nangong Yijian, but even Nangong Huan also remembered it.

"Childish, why don't they threaten me with their children, Mo Yuan, you have lived for so many years, see which Taoist cultivator who has been on the stage has done this? This matter has been spread, how can the Tibetan Sword Sect gain a foothold! Daoist Cultivation is unified, famous and decent, and the old sword saint's character and bones have all been ruined by you!" Yan Ruyu said angrily.

The foothold of these words was too high, and when he mentioned the old sword saint again, Mo Yuan felt bitter in his heart, and he couldn't think of any way to persuade peace.

Nangong Huan seemed to be a little remorseful, but when he saw Nangong Yijian's prostrated body, he was not calm again, "He also listened to the orders of the immortals, it was definitely not his own wish, you can't ask him to carry all the black pots." ”

The faces of those people from the upper realm changed, and the knives flew over, these words were too powerful, did they want to make them and Nangong Yijian take responsibility? However, they had already reached an agreement with Yan Ruyu, and they would not be implicated in this matter again, so they quickly relieved themselves.

Yan Ruyu's eyes really cooled down, and she said in disgust: "Useless things, don't cultivate well, try your best to camp some villains." ”

Nangong Huan's face was embarrassed, Yan Ruyu's tone was too much like an elder, although she was the head of a faction, and her status was indeed higher than him, but this tone was too much to treat him as a child.

Yan Ruyu looked at Yan Siwan in his arms, the child was not beaten and scolded, but he looked a little palpitating.

Isn't she in the hands of Nangong Yijian, Yan Ruyu is thinking that she has tortured Nangong Yijian enough, and then she asks Yan Siwan's whereabouts, and he doesn't dare not say it. Who knew that it would be in the hands of Nangong Huan in a blink of an eye.

The child was fine, so she relaxed slightly, looking at Nangong Huan's uncompetitive appearance, she suddenly wanted to stab him and scratch his heart.

So she asked a big question for the ages, and said, "Nangong Huan, if one day you find out that Nangong Yijian has a mortal enmity with your mother, will you help him or help your mother?"

Nangong Huan's face turned pale all of a sudden, as if the wind could blow it.

Ever since the last time he was in the Sword Shrine, he had refused to think about it, as if there was some painful truth to be revealed. Pretend not to know, life can go on, but if it is revealed to reveal a bloody appearance, it will be difficult to sleep.

He calmed down, thinking that the current troubles would pass first, and then talk about anything else.

Pursing his lips, he said, "Hall Master Yan, don't make a ...... out of nothing"

The tone was not very calm, Yan Ruyu felt that this matter really didn't have to be delayed any longer, otherwise Nangong Huan would be completely crooked, and it would be difficult to twist it back in the future, maybe he would become a demon, and he would never grow in his life.

"Did I make something out of nothing?" Yan Ruyu said coldly, "Why don't you look at his expression, he looks like a ghost." Oh, by the way, he killed Juggernaut too. ”

She glanced at Mo Yuan and dropped a bomb.

The status of the old sword saint in Mo Yuan's heart is similar to the status of Nangong Yijian in Nangong Huan's heart.

Seeing the unpredictable expression on Mo Yuan's face, Yan Ruyu was slightly satisfied, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, Zhang Biluo's spirit, which had been silent for a long time, appeared in front of everyone.

To be honest, seeing this, Zhang Biluo's mood became more complicated.

She wanted Nangong Yijian to be ruined, but she didn't want to see Nangong Huan injured. But now that things have developed to this point, Nangong Huan has to make a choice.

As a monk with a bottom line of conscience, Nangong Huan should not condone Nangong Yijian, and as her son, Nangong Huan should not continue to shield Nangong Yijian.

But Nangong Yijian is his mother-killing enemy, but he is also his biological father.

So when the opportunity to expose Nangong Yijian, which had been waiting for a long time, really came, Zhang Biluo hesitated for Nangong Huan, and as soon as she appeared in front of people, she fell into a short silence.

Yan Ruyu didn't urge, from the perspective of a bystander, she really sympathized with Zhang Biluo and Nangong Huan's mother and son.

From the moment Zhang Biluo appeared, Nangong Huan and Mo Yuan fell into a stupor.

Nangong Yijian came back to his senses quickly, and he really deserved to be the one who killed his wife with his own hands, but his reaction was very strange, he actually looked at Zhang Biluo very greedily, as if his long-lost beloved thing had returned.

Zhang Biluo was trembling by his gaze, and said angrily: "Nangong Yijian, you really make me sick!"

Dare to stare at her with such eyes, thinking that she is still a young girl who had a heroic dream back then, and now she is just a remnant of the willow who was killed by her husband and survived and wanted to come back to ask for her life.

"Huan'er, he killed the old sword saint, I found out the secret, and killed me again, what do you say about this!" Zhang Biluo looked at Nangong Huan tremblingly.

This is the reaction to the accusation when seeing relatives, and seeing acquaintances like Yan Ruyu is more open, "He killed the old sword saint and absorbed his Yuan Baby." The method is too cruel! He also did this to me, and also sucked my Yuan Baby, so as to greatly increase his cultivation!"

Nangong Huan and Mo Yuan both fell silent.

I hope Nangong Yijian can desperately explain, but his appearance doesn't seem to want to explain?

"He's not a person anymore, he's not worthy of being a man, he's a devil, a demon in human skin!" Zhang Biluo said emotionally, bursting into tears and couldn't help himself.

"Just look at the spirit in his body!" Zhang Biluo dropped another bomb.

Yan Ruyu wanted to applaud, was this the final blow that Zhang Biluo gave Nangong a sword?