"Daughter!" Nangong Ge said in shock.

When the words fell, Nangong Ge had already shot again, slapped out with one palm, and the two palms were blatantly handed over and turned into nothingness, saving Nangong Ge's life at the last moment.

The palm wind whistled, sweeping the hair between Nangong Song and Dance's sideburns.

Nangong Yingying closed his eyes tightly, his expression was nervous, and he looked like he was going to die calmly.

However, after a while, there was no pain, Nangong Song and Dance quietly opened her eyes, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but be filled with doubt.

I saw Nangong Ge looking at himself with trembling eyes, and there was excitement flashing in his eyes.

The sudden change shocked Xiao Jiange, Zhu Wen and Mei Shaoyun.

In particular, Nangong Ge's words fell, which made the three of them feel surprised.

Daughter?Zhu Wen's eyes flickered.

Nangong Ge, Nangong Song and Dance, Mo Fei.

Zhu Wen had already found the key point in a hundred moments.

Xiao Jiange and Nangong Song and Dance also noticed the difference.

Nangong Yingyan looked at the man in red in front of him in disbelief, and his delicate body trembled slightly.

Could the person in front of him be the person who killed his mother and abandoned him in the past, that is, his so-called biological father?

Nangong Song and Dance thought in disbelief, and trembled even more.

"Daughter, daughter, I didn't expect you, I didn't expect you to be alive. Nangong Ge was already out of proportion at the moment, there was no one in his eyes at the moment, he walked forward, muttered distractedly, and stretched out his hand to Nangong Song and Dance tremblingly.

"Huh?" Mei Shaoyun, who was dressed in a white and blue robe, had an awe-inspiring look in his eyes, and he had unconsciously pressed one hand on the saber at his waist.

Always be vigilant and prevent Nangong Ge's actions.

Xiao Jiange looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, his eyes were surprised, he never expected that such a scene of father and daughter recognition would be staged at this moment, and he never expected that Nangong Song and Dance's biological father would be the famous blood demon Nangong Ge in the rivers and lakes today.

That demon who did evil and slaughtered tens of thousands of people in the entire White Sword City!

"Pop" Nangong Song and Dance came back to her senses, and suddenly slapped Nangong Ge's outstretched hand away, she didn't know where she got the courage to look at Nangong Ge in front of her angrily, and slapped it in Nangong Ge's face with a blatant palm.

"Impossible, I don't have a father like you!" Nangong Song and Dance roared.

Nangong Ge let him slap himself and did not resist, looking at the figure of the woman in red in front of him, his eyes became more and more certain, how similar, such a figure, as strong as her.

At this point, Nangong Ge can be completely sure that Nangong Song and Dance is his own daughter.

The blood that flows through its body is connected to it.

Nangong Ge looked at the woman in red in front of him and stopped talking.

Nangong Song and Dance looked indifferent, and said indifferently, "You go, I don't want to see you." ”

"You must know that there are not many people in the rivers and lakes today who dare to talk to me like this, even if you are my daughter. Nangong Ge's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Then you just slap me to death!" Nangong Song and Dance looked at the indifferent man in front of him, and his beautiful eyes bloomed with infinite hatred, and he sneered, glaring at each other angrily, with a look of righteousness and awe-inspiring death.

"You!" Nangong Ge was angry when he heard this, and immediately raised his palm, and the true qi in his palm was intertwined, but his palm stopped in the air, trembling and difficult to fall for a long time.

"Come on, I, Nangong Singing and Dancing to death, will not recognize you, a ruthless and cold demon, as my father!"

"It's good to kill me, just like when you killed my mother, so your cultivation will definitely improve. Nangong Song and Dance squinted and sneered.

"Don't you really dare?" Nangong Ge was angry, his black hair was fluttering, the blood-colored true qi in his palm slowly condensed, and his eyes were cold, but it was always difficult to start.

Even if he is ruthless, the person in front of him is also his own flesh and blood.

The reason why he killed his beloved by mistake was because he made a mistake in cultivating demonic skills, which led to a madness, and then committed a sin that was difficult to repent of in this life, and his own daughter lost his whereabouts.

People are not grass and trees, who can be ruthless, Nangong Ge was trapped in the Eightfold Heaven realm for nearly a hundred years because of this heart knot, and the reason why he was able to break through the Ninefold Heaven cultivation was to slaughter the city and sacrifice to the heavens before breaking the bottleneck of the Ninefold Heaven.

Do you know how I've come over the years? Do you know that you've ruined my life? Nangong Song and Dance shouted angrily at first, but in the end, he said coldly.

Zhu Wen's eyes trembled as he looked at Nangong Singing and Dance, and his heart ached inexplicably.

"Huh" Nangong Ge struggled for a long time, but in the end it was still difficult to start, and Ning Gong's palm hung down weakly.

He glanced coldly at Xiao Jiange and Mei Shaoyun and said lightly

"Today, for my daughter's sake, let you live. ”

As the words fell, Nangong Ge's figure flew upside down in the air, and his figure slowly disappeared.

"Who is the daughter!Who is the daughter!I am not the daughter of a brute like you!" Nangong Song and Dance suddenly jumped off the wall and waved his arms and shouted angrily.

"Hahahaha, when the sect leader comes to the world, let you and me share the prosperity of this world!"

"My good daughter, the coming day will be long, and there will be a period later!"

Misty green mountains, secluded blue water, between the mountains and peaks, Nangong Ge's arrogant voice slowly echoed between heaven and earth, like a shackle that entwined Nangong Song and Dance's mind and locked it tightly.

Mei Shaoyun's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he couldn't help but feel extremely dignified about Nangong Ge. qq

The devil's temperament is fully revealed, and a simple sentence entangles and traps Nangong Song and Dance like a nightmare.

Even if it's his own daughter, he is so ruthless.

Nangong Song and Dance collapsed and sat on the ground after venting, "Woo woo" Nangong Song and Dance hid her face and cried.

Zhu Wen looked at the weak figure, his eyes flashed.

"I don't want my future husband to be a demon cult person, so the origin is very important. ”

The words spoken by Nangong Song and Dance before echoed in Zhu Wen's ears.

"Ha" Zhu Wen slowly spread out the folding fan in his hand, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I can't help but feel very melancholy at the moment.

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The three of them followed Mei Shaoyun back to the Heavenly Sage Sword Sect, and Xiao Jiange was silent along the way, which made Mei Shaoyun feel very puzzled.

Stepping into the Sword Sect, Xiao Jiange's heart suddenly condensed, and the words suddenly echoed in his heart.

If it weren't for Mu Qingyi, how could you get into the overall situation of this world, if it weren't for Mu Qingyi, how could you get into this chess game, if it wasn't for him, how could you end up like this, you were originally a child of Xiao Mansion, your lover was by your side, and the family got married and married, wouldn't it be beautiful to live like this, but who is the person who really made you lose everything?"

"Who is the person who really made you lose your relatives, lovers, friends, and predecessors?"

"Why didn't Mu Qingyi calculate Tang Fengqing well, so that he let him fall into the hands of my Demon Sect, so that she died tragically in front of your eyes now, why did Duan Yuran be angry at your death, and single-handedly pick up the pit of evil, why did Qin Luoli see countless heroes in the world in the Phoenix Pavilion, why did he fall in love with you alone?"

"Why did you have such a master to protect the path along the way, and why did you become the sect master of the Sword Sect so easily?"

"Divine sword luck, desperate luck is the person who loses his loved ones, and Duan Yuran, Qin Luoli, and Tang Fengqing are Mu Qingyi's handwriting, so that you know each other until you lose, everything you do"

"It's to force out the third divine sword, so you understand!"

"So, who is the person who let you in, and who is the person who destroyed the full door of Ru Xiao's mansion?"

Liu Yanran's sentence suddenly echoed in Xiao Jiange's mind for no reason, and Xiao Jiange's heart was full of anger for no reason.

"Is everything she said true?Is this the so-called truth?" Xiao Jiange secretly thought in his heart, his hands holding the clay pot trembled slightly, and there was a hint of murder in his eyes.

The truth? What is the truth? Xiao Jiange needs to verify, verify, and confirm everything.

The revenge of destroying the door, the death of relatives and friends and Tang Fengqing, he needs an explanation.

Only by seeking verification can he have peace of mind, and only by seeking verification can he untie the knot in his heart.

And at the moment, only Mu Tsing Yi has been verified, and only the person in Tsing Yi can give himself the answer.

"Sect Master Mei, I want to see Senior Mu Qingyi" Xiao Jiange came back to his senses and said slowly to Mei Shaoyun, his hands clenched slightly without leaving a trace.

Mei Shaoyun looked surprised, and then nodded.

"Even if you don't say I'll take you there. Mei Shaoyun bowed slightly, the impact of this trip to Miaoyin Valley was so great that only Mu Qingyi could settle it.

Mei Shaoyun couldn't help but start worrying when she thought about it.

However, in just a few days, such a huge change occurred, Qi Haoran died on the side of the righteous path, Murong Qing exposed his identity and died, and Xiao Jiange, the descendant of martial arts, was even more useless.

And the Demon Sect, the Demon Sect Leader Xuan Mo Dye reappeared, and the Demon Sect masters gathered, so far the Demon Sect is afraid that it will completely reappear in the rivers and lakes, and Xuan Mo Dye is afraid that he will raise troops to attack the Central Plains.

The power of the saints of the Holy Realm, now that the Central Plains does not have the martial idiots of the past, who can stop Xuan Mo Ran's troops from infiltrating the Central Plains?

Mei Shaoyun only felt that the heavens and the earth seemed to be black and gloomy, the end was coming, the Demon Sect was born, and the blood stained the Central Plains.

Mei Shaoyun even seemed to see the tragic death of the righteous masters and predecessors one after another in the future.

The top of Tianxue Peak, the martial arts alliance.

Mu Qingyi was seated as the chief, and the heads of various factions such as Chen Wufeng, Jian Guzi, Shu Daoxing, Huang Laoxi, and Sanqing Venerable gathered together.

There was silence.

revealed a heavy aura, and everyone looked solemn.

Now, Haoran is dead, Murong Qing has exposed his identity and died, and the news that Xiao Jiange, the successor of the martial arts, has been abandoned has already spread in the rivers and lakes, and the news of the reappearance of the Demon Sect has swept the entire Central Plains like a locust transiting, and now the rivers and lakes and the entire Central Plains Martial Arts Sect are all panicked.

Liu Yanran's Miaoyin Valley killing game can be said to have beaten the momentum and stability created by Mu Qingyi's martial arts conference a few days ago to the ground, which can be described as extremely broken.

Everyone present knew that the next step was to plan for the righteous path in the future and how to deal with Xiao Jiange, the current sect leader of the Sword Sect, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Mu Qingyi was in the first seat, his face was expressionless, and Danfeng's eyes flickered slightly.

"If this game is broken, Liu Yanran, the timing is the beginning of the real final chess game. Mu Qingyi whispered softly.

"Whew" A cold wind hit, and at the door, a figure slowly stepped on the cloak.

It was a mink figure, holding a clay pot in his hand, black hair fluttering, vicissitudes of life, and a resolute face.

Armed with a sword.

Sword name, Lone Snow!

The figure stepped in, and a cold wind suddenly rose in the entire hall, and a shocking murderous aura escaped from the mink figure.