Chapter 2 The Nangong Family

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It's a new day.

When the dead leaves woke up, the lark outside the window was singing loudly, and he opened his eyes inch by inch in the bright world, and then he saw a young and beautiful beauty, standing in front of him.

The dead leaves were flustered for a while, and I didn't think there was anything wrong, but I just felt that the smell of this beauty was very good. But soon, he noticed that this good smell of body fragrance was incompatible with the original smell of this room, and he was only surprised for a second, he had already concluded that the beautiful woman in front of him was not the owner of this room.

He lifted the quilt to get up, but the beauty took the first step, and under the disbelief of the dead leaves, she threw herself into his arms, and then pulled the quilt over the two of them.

There was a flurry of footsteps outside, and as I passed by, I noticeably lightened my steps, and after a moment they were inaudible. It's just that the powerful spiritual sense tells the dead leaves that the people outside have not left yet, like a hunting leopard, quietly waiting in the dark.

But that's not what Dead Leaf is worried about.

He was worried about the beautiful woman pressing on his chest.

At this moment, the beauty is lying in his arms with nephrite fragrance, waist-length hair hanging from his shoulders in a mess, plump twin peaks squeezing the chest of the dead leaves, exquisite figure, slender demeanor, and boundless charm.

The beauty is in her arms, and it is such an ambiguous posture, other people must be overjoyed, laughing three times, but there is no joy in the heart of the withered leaves.

There were already 10,000 hints of "don't be impulsive" rushing through his heart, and the dead leaves were still powerless to stop the change in that place, so when he was shamefully hardened somewhere, he could only cry and look at the beautiful woman who held the dagger to his throat without tears.

The beauty obviously noticed the change in him, the anger on her face spread out like boiling seawater, and the intoxicating flush slowly climbed up her cheeks, she gritted her teeth, and the dagger in her hand used a little force, and a wisp of blood flowed down the neck of the dead leaf.

"If you dare to move, I'll kill you." The beautiful woman's eyes were full of frost, and she said in a low threat.

The withered leaf pointed to the beauty's chest, and pointed to himself aggrievedly, implying that he was just an innocent little miscellaneous fish, belonging to the soy sauce beater, for everything that happened, he was deeply sorry, but he couldn't help himself.

The beautiful woman looked at him coldly, seemed to hear his heart, and retracted the dagger in her hand a little.

The withered leaves breathed a sigh of relief, but at this time, the beautiful woman lying on her stomach seemed to feel that she was not very comfortable, and her body moved back gently, but she didn't want to stimulate the nerves of the withered leaves all at once.

A certain shameful brother is harder! And, it seems, something has been topped!

"Grass mud horse!" Withered Leaf scolded in his heart, secretly hating the second brother for not being angry, while looking at the reaction of the beautiful woman in horror.

Sure enough, the beauty's body stiffened, and then her pretty face was full of anger, her eyes widened angrily, and the dagger in her hand drew a cold light, which went straight to the throat of the dead leaf.

"Your uncle! If you don't agree with each other, you will draw your sword and kill people, what kind of world! ā€

Withered Leaf scolded angrily in his heart, and at the moment when the dagger stabbed his throat, he stretched out two fingers of his right hand, and caught the dagger between the electric lights!

"Well......" The beautiful woman held the dagger in her hand and pulled it back a few times, but the dagger did not move at all, and immediately raised her left hand and fanned towards the dead leaves.

"Your sister! Give you a face and you're on the nose. ā€

Withered Leaf lowered his head and released the dagger, his fingers turned into a sword, blocking the slap of the beautiful woman, and at the same time, he clicked on her shoulder a few times.

The beauty's body stiffened, and after a while, she fell down softly and clinged to his body again.

Withered Leaf listened attentively for a while, the breath hidden outside the door had completely disappeared, he sat up, put aside the soft beauty lying on his body, and saw that the beauty was still looking at him angrily, and couldn't help laughing.

"Beauty, what's your name?" The withered leaves sat down next to her, and an unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she knew that she had bad intentions at a glance.

"The people chasing you outside are gone, you don't have to worry." Withered Leaf looked at her face and said lightly, "So, you can tell me your name." ā€

"You're going to die!" The beauty glared at him, as if looking at the enemy who killed her father, and said coldly.

"Yo hey! I just want to know your name, you don't have to, do you? Withered Leaf shrugged his shoulders, automatically ignoring her gaze, nonchalant.

"Humph!" The beauty snorted and turned her head to the side.

A trace of evil flashed in the eyes of the withered leaves, sat down beside her, reached out and pulled the zipper of her clothes, and said lightly: "I'm a person, I won't give up if I don't answer the goal, if you don't say your name, I'll take off your clothes!" As he spoke, his fingers moved slightly, and the zipper was gently pulled open a little.

"You!"

The beauty struggled under his hand for a moment, but how could she escape the clutches of the dead leaves when she was restrained, and he flicked his fingers and pulled away the brown leather coat that the beauty was wearing outside.

"What's your name?" Withered Leaf looked at her humiliated and stubborn face, and asked again.

The beautiful woman stared at him deadly, and suddenly turned her head away, tears streaming down her eyes.

"Shangguan Yan." She said in a low, mosquito-like voice.

Looking at her tears, the dead leaf's fingers stiffened for a moment, and he remembered what the young man in black said to him last night.

"Be careful of women!"

Halfway through, he withdrew his fingers, sighed, and said in a low voice, "Shangguan Yan, what a nice name!" After a pause, he leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Thank you for telling me your name, and in return, I will lure away the pursuers outside for you, you can rest here for a while, and then go!"

There was a few pains in his shoulder, and his body had regained consciousness, Shangguan Yan turned his head in surprise, and saw the dead leaves put on his clothes and walked out of the room without looking back.

It was quiet outside, there was no one, the dead leaves stopped in the sunlight in the yard, and they looked at it for a while, a light smile appeared on the corner of their mouth, but their brows were furrowed.

Here, it seems to be a house.

Different from the coldness of the high-rise buildings in the city, this place is full of the damp smell of earth, flowers, and trees.

"Great place!"

Withered Leaf silently admired in his heart, and at the same time he was a little emotional, accompanied by a hint of curiosity, there didn't seem to be many people who had the ability to live in this kind of house in Tianxing City, thinking of this, he couldn't help but have a trace of curiosity about the person who saved him last night.

That girl seems to have a lot of background.

The bluestone slab in front of him was paved diagonally, as if to show him the way, he shook his head, and without the slightest hesitation, followed the bluestone slab to another ancient building.

His body has improved most of the time, and although his internal breath is still chaotic, it is not as out of control as last night, and he already has some doubts about what happened last night, but he doesn't dare to confirm it.

For now, let's go and meet the person who saved me last night, return the favor first, and do whatever you want.

Half an hour later, in the living room.

For his arrival, Nangong Wentian, as the master, did not show any surprise, obviously when he was unconscious, he just looked at the wound in his throat and frowned.

"Uncle." Withered Leaf bowed and said in a low voice: "Thank you for rescuing me last night, he will repay this kindness in the future."

He woke up in a girl's room, naturally knowing that it was a girl who saved him, but in the face of the father who saved his life, it was still necessary to be respectful.

Nangong Wentian looked at him and laughed, he couldn't see what his mood was, he just waved his hand and said, "These are all trivial matters, so there is no need to mention them, and besides, the person who saved you last night was not me."

"That's ......", the withered leaf hesitated a little.

"The person who saved you is my daughter, and although I am his father, I don't want to take credit." Nangong Wentian said with a smile: "Besides, this is the Nangong family, saving you is just a gesture, you don't have to take it to heart." ā€

"Nangong family?" The withered leaf's eyes flickered, lowered his head, and muttered.

And so it was! Only a family like the Nangong family can afford to live in such a house, and only such a family will like to live in such a house.

"Oh?" Nangong Wentian looked at him, coughed lowly, his eyes lit up, and said with some meaning: "Xiaoyou has heard of the Nangong family? ā€

The withered leaves looked faint, as if they didn't hear the sound of breaking the air left by the master when he left, and said: "By chance, the kid once saw the introduction of the Nangong family in a book. ā€

"Ancient families?" Nangong asked Tianleng, and suddenly laughed again, "Hehe, it's not wrong to say that it is an ancient family." It's just that I'm not the so-called Nangong family here, but just a branch. ā€

Looking at the withered leaves standing in front of him, Nangong Wentian was even more curious about this young man, but asked with a faint smile on his face: "Xiaoyou is not very old, and he knows a lot of things, listening to your accent, it seems that he is not a person from this side of the water and soil, right?" ā€

Withered Leaf glanced at him and said lightly: "Uncle has good eyesight, and he is indeed not from here." ā€

"Haha......" Nangong Wentian laughed: "One side of the water and soil raises one side of the people, where a person grows up, there will always be some characteristics of that place," he glanced at the dead leaves, and said with a smile: "You have white and tender skin, black hair, and you seem to be similar to the people in our place, but you have some breath on your body, which is definitely not owned by our people here." ā€

Withered Leaves was secretly taken aback, and secretly said that this old fox was really powerful, but he smiled quietly on his face: "Uncle is knowledgeable, and it is difficult for the kid to shoot the horse." ā€

"Hey...... Let's not talk about that. After speaking, Nangong Wentian glanced at the withered leaves with interest, touched his chin and said, "When you came over, I was having dinner with a few important friends in the front hall, since you also came over, how about going to eat something with me?"

Withered Leaf looked at his smiling face, half a sound, and said with a wry smile: "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." It's just that my uncle's friends shouldn't be ordinary people, so I'm afraid that I'm going rashly......"

"What are you afraid of! Young man......" Nangong Wentian laughed, leading the way first, and the withered leaves could only follow helplessly.

followed Nangong Wentian and turned a few more corners, and came to a large courtyard, where there was a table of banquets, and now there were four or five middle-aged men and women sitting there, and when they saw Nangong Wentian coming, they all stood up.

Nangong Wentian smiled and waved his hand, and after some greetings, they sat down.

Withered Leaves sat down with Nangong Wentian and glanced at it, and was a little surprised that he didn't see the person he wanted to see. Nangong Wentian kept looking at him, and when he saw a look of disappointment on his face, he explained with a smile:

"Ah Wen went to school and is not here. Come, let me introduce you to a few friends. ā€

"This one is the Heavenly Law Master." Nangong Wentian pointed to a bald monk and said with a smile: "Master Tianfa came out of Shaolin, not only has a deep attainment in Buddhism, but also has a special skill in martial arts. ā€

Master Tianfa smiled and said, "The master of the Nangong family has praised it too much. ā€

Withered Leaf glanced at him and said lightly: "How can a monk also drink?" ā€

"Hahaha......" Several people who were doing it laughed, and the Tianfa master said with a smile: "I studied art in Shaolin, it was more than 20 years ago, at that time, I was a Shaolin disciple, and now I ......" The Tianfa master showed a trace of confusion on his face, "I have no relationship with the Buddha, and I can't throw myself into his arms in this life." ā€

Withered Leaf looked at him, nodded, and praised: "The master is so open-minded, and the younger generation admires it." ā€

The Heavenly Law Master laughed and didn't make a sound.

Nangong Wentian glanced at the withered leaves, also smiled, and said: "The one next to you is the **** red horse master, the heir of the famous gossip stick in Hebei, who walks the rivers and lakes with a stick and has never met an opponent. ā€

Withered Leaf looked sideways, and saw that the **** celebrity was as his name, dressed in a red brocade robe, burly, with a beard on his face, and his eyes were as sharp as eagle eyes, looking at himself with disdain.

Withered Leaf smiled slightly and said, "Hello Master Ma! ā€

"You deserve to call me Master Ma!" Red said coldly.

Withered Leaf was stunned for a moment and laughed: "Unworthy or unworthy, Master Ma, please don't care." ā€

"Hehe......" Nangong Wentian glanced at the withered leaves, and laughed again: "The one opposite you is Mrs. Ling of the Ling family in Tianxing City, the Ling family is one of the most famous families in this city, and whoever sees it will give some face." ā€

Mrs. Ling is a woman in her forties, she should have someone who looks like she is old and yellow, but she is very well maintained, she looks like a big girl in her twenties, with white skin and beautiful appearance, ********, and beautiful like a fairy. She listened to Nangong Wentian's words, looked at the withered leaves and said disdainfully: "The Ling family is just a small local clan, and the famous family is just a false praise from friends, so it can't be true." "It seems to be humble, but in fact it is extremely arrogant.

Withered Leaf smiled again.

"This one next to Mrs. Ling is Xue Shan, the only descendant of the Changqing Daoist of the Kunlun Sect, currently living here, the Changqing Daoist is a scholar of heaven and man, and he is even better at the way of astrological divination, it is said that he can see the past and know the future, I don't know if this is true?"

Xue Shan was dressed in plain clothes, quiet and unpretentious, with a plain appearance, neither the sharp edge of **** red, nor the domineering spirit of Mrs. Ling. She sat there quietly, and when she heard Nangong Wentian's question, she glanced at the withered leaves and laughed, and in an instant, the courtyard seemed to be in full bloom, full of spring.

"Master, what height his old man has reached, the younger generation doesn't know. It's just that the master once said that as long as you are willing to pay the price, it is okay to see the past and know the future. ā€

Her voice is as crisp as a lark, as elegant as a mirror, and it has become a pleasure to listen to in people's ears.

Nangong Wentian nodded, and said, "This operation is related to the interests of Tianxing City and the Kunlun faction, and the Changqing Daoist sent a sitting disciple to assist, so that we can shine." ā€

"Where." Xue Shan shook her head lightly and said, "The little girl came here on the orders of the master, and she should obey the arrangements of the seniors, and if there is a place where you need my help, please feel free to speak." But it is limited to the scope of this matter, and Xue Shan ignores other things. ā€

Nangong Wentian laughed, glanced at the withered leaves, turned his gaze to the opposite side, and said: "The last one, Ah Wen's mentor, Mrs. Ru, since Mrs. Ru came here four years ago, she has taught Ah Wen martial arts for four years now, but unfortunately Ah Wen, this child, is really ......."

The woman known as Madame Ru was full of white hair, sitting opposite Nangong Wentian, looking like an extremely kind old man. She raised her cloudy eyes, looked the dead leaves up and down, and suddenly said with a smile: "Ah Wen has a very high understanding, but it's a pity that I'm not a famous teacher, I'm just a mistaken child." ā€

"Hahaha......" Nangong Wentian laughed loudly and said, "Madame is too modest." ā€

The master of Tianfa also smiled, and the old monk smiled with a kind look on his face, and asked Nangong Tiandao: "Nangong family master, I just said that a thief sneaked into the house, I don't know if you caught it?" How many people do you need to help? ā€

**** Hong and others on the side also said that if there is a need, even if they speak, they will not give up waiting for Yunyun.

Nangong Wentian glanced at the withered leaves, waved his hand and said, "The female thief has been answered and has already escaped."

Several people sighed, expressing their sympathy and indignation, but also curious about the identity of the female thief.

The withered leaf saw it in his eyes and sneered lightly.