Flowers bloom, flowers fall again.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed, but the old man is still the same.

The imperial city is still standing, the east, the south palace, the west gate, and the north hell family guard the four directions, and the Shao family sits in the center.

On the southern border of the Terran territory, the Nangong family's home seemed to be peaceful and peaceful, but in fact, it had changed in the past ten years.

"Su Liuyun. The door of a mansion in the Nangong family's mansion next to the central main house was suddenly pushed open, and the visitor walked through the corridors and retreated from the door of the study.

In the study, there was a gloomy young man sitting by the window, with a somewhat messy file on the desk in front of him, but his eyes were focused on the window, and the pen in his hand shook unconsciously.

Hearing this, he turned his head to look at the person who came: "Hmm." Huh?"

The words are calm and unwavering.

The first one meant that he had heard it, while the second one didn't know if he was asking the visitor what he was going to say or if he wanted to change his name.

"It's been ten years," the person who came hurriedly walked up to him and said in a deep tone, "What do you have to stir up the Nangong family into before you can let it go?"

"Excuse me?" A pair of playful and amused eyes stared at the visitor, as if to confirm whether he was joking.

"How?"

"Are you serious?" he replied to himself, and said softly, "I'm afraid it's impossible in this life, Brother Night." ”

"So the mess right now is you...... Do you want to see Nangong Shilin?!" There was helplessness and dissuasion in Nangong Shiye's tone, but there was no anger and incomprehension.

"Naturally not. Nangong Shilin still said indifferently, "But you have to break it before you can stand." ”

Nangong looked at his face that couldn't see anything at night, and felt decadent for no reason.

In the past ten years, the former retrospective clouds, and now the Nangong time, have shuffled the entire Nangong family.

As early as the third year when he came to Nangong's house, Nangong Xiao handed over most of his power to Nangong Shilin, and now he is even more missing. And Nangong Shilin is already equivalent to the acting head of the family.

Don't look at the appearance of outsiders that the Nangong family is prosperous under the leadership of Nangong Xiao, in fact, like other major families, the internal fighting of the Nangong family is also endless, and the most fierce is in the younger generation.

And what Nangong Shilin has done in the past few years is to boil frogs in warm water, without using thunder methods, but unconsciously winning the hearts of most people.

Originally, when he was in charge of the fifth young master Nangong and the third young master Nangong Shichao, they were all eradicated by him little by little, and now in the Nangong family, only the seventh lady Nangong Xue is still in control of the power that is enough to threaten Nangong Shilin's hands.

Oh...... By the way, Nangong Shiye's own power should not be underestimated, but for some reason, since Shi Lin took power, he has never touched Nangong Shiye and Nangong Xue.

"How broken is it?" Nangong Shiye's eyes were full of desolation. Can't even keep the calm on the surface?

He turned his head again, and saw that Nangong Shilin had a smile on his face even when he looked down at the file.

It's not so much a smile as a mask of a smirk.

"To what extent?" Nangong Shilin's eyes flashed with uncertainty, "Probably....... Wait until they get back. ”

This is the only uncertain answer given by Nangong Shilin since the brothers talked.

"And when will it be?"

The voice is ethereal, there is no hope, it seems, only self-deprecation.

Now that the imperial city is about to be in chaos, you should come back sooner.

Far away, micro valley.

A cyan figure descended from the hill, carrying a basket with black dirt in it. The hem of his coat was stained with dirt, but it was not dirty.

If you look closely, you can see that his feet are not touching the ground at all.

The figure is getting closer and closer.

Coming to the bottom of the knoll, he raised his head, wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and lifted the broken hair, and it was Royvan.

It's just that today's Luo Yifan lacks the seemingly sunny but fake smile in Zhenyang back then, and what follows is the simplicity and freedom that belongs to the country boys.

"Morning, father. In the distance, Luo Ji approached, and Luo Yifan greeted him as usual, then turned around, and was about to leave, but was unexpectedly stopped.

"Ivan," he pondered for a moment before he spoke, "it's ...... It's been ten years. ”

Luo Yifan was stunned for a moment, and then understood something.

He turned around, looked at Luo Ji calmly, and said, "The promise made by my Luo Yifan will never be broken under the premise that I can bear it. ”

"That's it," Luo Ji shook his head. These two children, he is relieved, and in the ten years he has been with the second son of the Shao family, he also knows what kind of person he is. But they can't stay here forever.

He is the heir of the five great families, and she ...... In short, it's not small.

"I don't know how much is going on outside now?" Luo Ji smiled bitterly. As the head of the Luo family, he can't go out of the mountain anytime and anywhere, and Luo Yifan, as the next head of the family, is just going out of the mountain to better train himself.

Just as he shook his head and turned around, there was a sudden movement.

The mountain gate seemed to have been knocked on by something, and the dust shook.

This was followed by an even more violent blow!

Luo Yifan turned around suddenly, and in the void of his right hand, several silver needles had broken through the air and condensed around the sword he was holding, gathering together, ups and downs.

"Enemy attack. His face was slightly gloomy, his head was slightly drooping, and thousands of possibilities had flashed through his mind.

On the other hand, Luo Ji stood there resolutely, and the corners of his mouth even raised higher and higher, as if he had found something particularly gratifying.

Luo Yifan didn't have time to watch his father's strange behavior, and just as he was about to draw his sword, a hand suddenly slapped him on the shoulder.

"I heard, there is an enemy attack?" a low, but somewhat hoarse voice sounded from behind Roivan.

"Yes. Luo Yifan's eyes were still focused on the mountain gate, and when he heard the words, he subconsciously replied.

The next moment, he suddenly looked back at the person behind him, his pupils constricted!

Dressed in tattered cloth clothes that could not be seen in the original color, his long hair was tied behind him indiscriminately, and half of his face was covered with dust and hair, but he couldn't hide his clear eyes, hard and crisp facial contours and ruffian looks.

The familiar tone coincided with the somewhat unfamiliar face of the person in front of him, Luo Yifan opened his mouth and said dryly: "Xiao....... Uncle. ”

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something: "Uncle, how did you enter the mountain gate?"

The man's face was taken for granted: "Walked in." ”

Luo Ji's face, which was originally about to laugh like a chrysanthemum, suddenly twitched. He had a bad premonition.

As if to confirm what he thought, the moment he stiffened and turned around, the mountain gate collapsed with a bang.