Nanfang Xiuxue's words made Nanfang Xiuxue a little surprised, but it was strange that at this moment, she actually felt that the elder in front of her had become very insignificant, and she had become a big person who could handle it at will.

Hurriedly shook off the strange thought in her heart, Nanfang Xiuxue was about to step back and salute, but was blocked by the chair behind her.

And seeing that Nanfang Xiuxue had a kind reaction, the elder only chuckled and said with that doting look:

"It's okay, when the time comes, the son will bring your sister back, and your father and they will also come back, and I will bring up this matter in front of the whole ancestor, lineage, and collateral lineage, so that you can rest assured, and I can also take you under the door openly, how about it?"

"It's up to the elders to decide. Nanfang Xiuxue was a little furious by the elder's eyes, and hurriedly responded.

"I am the seventh elder of the ancestral lineage, and I am also the last elder, those old things who go out to negotiate are called me Lao Qi, since you are going to become my disciple in the future, then call me 'Qi' Master, it is the last word of the name, but it is also homophonic with the seven characters. ”

As if guessing what Nan Xiuxue was thinking, she shook her head helplessly and then walked away, leaving only such a sentence lingering in this side hall.

And the reason for this is to let the other children of the Southern Family who stayed here hear, so as to ensure that Nanfang Xiuxue can be treated in this ancestral vein after having the identity of the ancestral line, after all, even if it is the importance of the identity of the family members, he also knows it...

On Yeyang's side, Yeyang, who was flying at high speed with Nanfang Hu, felt that Nanfang Hu's flying speed was too slow, so he asked him to show him the way, and then used his own means to shroud it in the aura cover as Zheng

Although he was a little embarrassed, the surprising Nanfang didn't care much about Yeyang treating him as a "caged bird" at the moment, but did his duty to quietly guide the way.

After passing through those secret passages, Yeyang and Nanfang finally returned to the ground.

But when it appeared on this ground, it was not the warm sunlight that greeted the night sun, nor the slightly cold but soft Taiyin brilliance, but the two swords that were enough to kill all ordinary people below the first order of Xuanyang.

It's just that what kind of cultivation Yeyang is at this moment, the barrier that will be stretched out in an instant directly blocks the so-called fatal blow, and then the three fingers become claws and pierce the neck of Errao.

Before they could react and talk about the southern talks, Yeyang had already killed the two of them, and the cold and thunder that overflowed from his fingers froze one into an ice sculpture and the other into a charred black state, both of them dead that they could no longer die.

Seeing that Yeyang was so clean and neat, Nanfang Hu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly in his heart, silently rejoicing for his survival, and then pointed the way out again when Yeyang turned back.

Yeyang didn't care too much about the two corpses on the ground, since there was nothing in Nanfang, it also meant that these two people were not from their southern family, even if they were two traitors, they didn't need to pity them at all.

When he jumped into the air and flew again, Yeyang picked up the two Rao storage rings that had been killed, and threw them directly into one of the storage bags of the storage ring without checking what was in the storage ring

Yeyang couldn't remember how many storage rings and storage bags he had, nor did he remember what was in the storage utensils he had collected, the only thing he knew was that none of the storage utensils had any spirit jade left, not even the most ordinary white jade.

It has been flying at high speed, passing through countless mountains and forests, and skimming over countless cities, until the reminder of Nanfang Hu, the night sun slowed down a little.

After falling to the ground, he removed the barrier that had shrouded Nanfang Hu, allowing him to brush away the chaotic aura before talking.

"You can't fly in the air, even if you are a high-ranking monk of Xuanyang, you must give the Nangong family a face! Otherwise, before we can sneak into the city, we may be blacklisted and deported by the people of the Nangong family." ”

If it weren't for the fact that after he entered the Xuanling, Nanfang Hu would no longer eat, but instead turned to refining the material treasures issued by those clans as the energy source of his body, under the terrifying flight speed and turbulence of Yeyang, he would have vomited a long time ago.

In between the words with Yeyang, he took a few deep breaths again, and then sat down in a semi-meditative posture and quickly started the exercises.

His exercise aura is completely different from the exercises of Nanfang Li and Nanfang Xiuxue that Yeyang knows, and it is not that there is anything bad about this exercise, but the feeling from the breath makes Yeyang feel very weak, or because of the wrong way of running the exercises.

"Well, in this way, I will give them some face for the Nangong family. ”

Yeyang's compromise surprised Nan Nan Hu a little, and he thought that the helpless man in front of him would not give in, but make that stupid high-profile appearance.

After compromising, Yeyang asked Nanfang Hu, who had relented and stood up to walk with him, "Is that city ten miles ahead the main city of the Nangong family?" ”

"It's not Nangong City, the city in front of it is just a secondary main city for them to guard the southern territory. ”

After hearing Yeyang's question, Nanfang Hu quickly compared his knowledge of the Nangong family to Yeyang, including how many miles their territory occupied, and how the location planning of the city differed from when their Gu Nan family was in power.

From big to thick, from thick to fine, it's just a matter of how to send troops to Yeyangming, so that he can quickly take down the peripheral territory that the Nangong family doesn't care about.

Yeyang listened to Nanfang Hu's distribution of the cities of the Nangong family, and at the same time kept the details of the geographical location in mind, he may not need these overall views, but if they are given to the Qiu Han side, it will definitely have a miraculous effect.

And after having this idea, Yeyang's opinion of Nanfang Hu has changed a lot, and he even wants to introduce him to Qiu Han.

It's just that the thought of introducing him to the past, which is very likely to become a slave-like existence, dispelled that thought again.

"Nanfang Hu, you obviously have the cultivation of the ninth order of Xuanling, but why do I see that your status in the ancestral vein of the south is not much lower. Yeyang was rarely interested in such a person who had known less than one, so he asked.

"It's very simple, because I am the illegitimate son of the four elders of the previous generation, but it is a pity that the four elders of the previous generation were beheaded by those cubs of the Nangong family a few days ago. ”

Nan Hu's tone was very calm, and even there was a hint of ridicule in his words, as if he was talking to an inconsequential person, a common thing... But at the end, a red light flashed in his eyes, or maybe it was a decisive murderous intent.