The head raised by the Confucian man froze in the air, and he couldn't lower his head if he wanted to. Nalan's eyes were gentle, as if there was a silk thread between the eyes of the two, invisibly connecting the eyes of the two, and the Confucian scholars did not dare to move half a point no matter what.

If you forcibly bow your head, the next moment your head will fall to the ground.

Nalan didn't wait for the Confucian scholar to answer, and asked further aggressively, "The Xuan Snake is eager for quick success, just like you did back then." It's because you fancy him that you entrust him to reuse it, and you haven't cleared his worries? ”

The Confucian man's eyes slowly revealed timidity, and suddenly turned into madness, and then he said loudly: "How can he be able to do this in the building." I have been in the building for decades, and I have done my best, why can I only temporarily live in the back of people? I'm not convinced! ”

Nalan's eyes were still gentle, and after hearing the catharsis of Confucius, he did not show his displeasure, but just said lightly, "He is my friend, one of my few friends." ”

Confucius seemed to understand at this moment that the difference between him and Mo Ye was not strength and ability at all, but the relationship that could never be crossed.

After Nalan finished speaking, he seemed to be reminded of the past, retracted his gaze and said abruptly: "I rose in Weimo, and I have relied on the support of friends all the way to get to where I am today, and Mo Ye is one of my few remaining friends, and he is willing to give up his status as he was in the sky for me, and this love has to be repaid." ”

The Confucian man's lips squirmed, as if he wanted to revisit the old events, but he never said the words that came to his mouth.

Without thinking about it, Nalan continued: "If you want to mention the old things, I won't blame you, I have been indifferent for many years, and it will not affect my state of mind. It's just that if you speak, you will cut off the road to Mingyue Tower, you have to think clearly, and then talk about it. ”

The Confucian fell to his knees, already touching his forehead to the ground, trembling all over. The back was soaked in cold sweat because he was too nervous, which made his already thin body look even more stormy.

The Confucian still did not answer, either he did not dare, or he did not want to, or he was afraid that he would bring up the old matter again, which would anger the person in front of him. Nalan said in front of him that he was not strange, but if the wording was not appropriate, he was afraid that he would not be able to survive the next moment.

Nalan was still waiting, but it was rare to wait patiently, and he was decisive in killing, but he would actually wait patiently for a person in Mingyue Tower, who seemed insignificant to him. This was an unusual move, and if it weren't for other plans, the Confucian wouldn't have believed it.

The Confucian finally spoke, but he was not as hysterical as just now, and there was a little more grief and bleakness, just like a little daughter-in-law who couldn't ask for it, lamenting the injustice of the world in front of her master's family, and the people's hearts were not ancient.

Nalan suddenly laughed, his smile was still so gentle, "Old Ru, you have worked hard all these years. ”

The Confucian priest, who was bowing his head to the ground, suddenly raised his head and looked at the man who was almost moving just now, and burst into tears. It's not that he doesn't know, this is for him to go down the stairs, he doesn't know it, he still can't compare to Mo Ye after all, he doesn't know that he still has a long way to go.

But he knew how heavy this sentence, this sentence that came out of Nalan's mouth.

The old man was still kneeling, kneeling on the ground of the courtyard after the rain, and the fragrance of the earth that came out of the ground swirled upwards and gradually dissipated in the night breeze of early summer. In front of him, Nalan did not step forward to help, nor did he punish him, but just stood with his hands in his hands, his face was calm.

Maybe a lot of things will happen next, these things are so important that the owner of Mingyue Mansion has to go out in person, if the Confucian knot is not removed, then I am afraid there will be chaos in the backyard. That's why Nalan has such a combination of grace and power, so that the Confucian scholars, who are already ready to move, can put down those apes for the time being.

At this time, Mingyue Tower still needs one person to sit in charge, and once Wang itch goes, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and this person also has his own calculations, and he doesn't put all his chips here.

The Confucian scholar is different, he only has Mingyue Tower to rely on, he is ambitious, but his original intention has not changed, just to climb up. There is nothing wrong with this, people only want to be stable for a lifetime, but if you are just a lonely and nameless person, who will give you stability?

In troubled times, I seek peace of mind, but after all, I am still in the game, and the person who lays out the layout can only be myself. So the Confucian dared to offend Nalan, but this "offense" could make Nalan feel at ease.

It's not that I didn't have the intention to kill just now, but this is not the solution to the problem after all. The Confucian scholar has a high reputation in the building, and the war is imminent, so it is better to attack the heart. When you are really in a high position, it is not too late to settle accounts after the autumn.

This is Nalan's plan, as for what the Confucian thinks, he doesn't care, just temporarily appease the awakened lion and let him use it for his own use, which is the right way. As for Mo Ye, although he keeps saying "friends", the two have long been inseparable, and they may have parted ways as early as fourteen years ago.

It's just that Moye has been dormant in Lonely Whistling Heights for many years, and it is really a "chess piece" that is so useful that he is reluctant to give up, so if he finds it back, he can continue to contain every move of Lonely Whistling Heights.

If you count the days, the once every decade "blood sacrifice rivers and lakes" will kick off again, but it has not started because of the chaos. If Lonely Roaring Heights moves at this time, it will inevitably add a few more chances of winning to this chaotic game.

Thinking so, Nalan no longer paid attention to the Confucian scholar, took out a skin from his arms, attached it to his face, and his voice changed from gentle to cold, "Old Confucian, look up, the sky after the rain." ”

It was not unheard of Nalan like this, and he remembered that night fourteen years ago, he was dressed like this on the way to Gu's mansion. It's just that the Confucian scholars at that time didn't understand why the building was hiding from people's eyes.

After all, it's just an ordinary wine banquet, even if it's a Gu Mansion that is in full swing, there is no need to be so cautious. It wasn't until the bloody incident that Nalan knew his intentions. Now that he has put on the skin that has been absent for 14 years, it seems that tonight will be a great deal.

I don't know if this mask has other effects besides covering up your whereabouts. Nalan's aura dissipated instantly, leaving only a little trace of the aura after concentrating.

It was only at this time that Confucius really understood that Nalan had such a mask, as thin as a cicada's wings, and when he put it on, he was a different person. And Nalan at this time is more real than he was before he put on the mask.

may be to reveal the truest side of his heart, and Nalan is not shy about it, but also to calm the last trace of concern in the heart of Confucius. The Confucian scholar didn't dare to say anything anymore, just like back then, but Nalan at that time was full of spirit, and he was still demeanor at that time.

Time flies, time flies, fourteen years have passed, and the sideburns of Confucian scholars have added new frost, and Nalan has not aged half a little, just like the way it was back then. But why it was chosen today, he couldn't figure it out.

Nalan gently pressed the thin mask like a cicada's wings on his face with his hand, and an expressionless face came into view, and the Confucian man gasped, but he didn't say a word. Nalan, who was wearing a mask and seemed to have changed his face and personality, grinned with a hideous smile, only to hear him say: "Old Ru, I like your ambition. But Mono is not something you can deal with, and it is not something you should deal with. ”

Speaking of this, Nalan sneered again, and he raised his hand to stop the Confucian who was about to follow, "You stay and sit in Mingyue Tower." When the Confucian scholar heard this, his eyes were sour, and tears welled up like a spring.

Although Nalan had guessed his thoughts, he still let him break off, which shows that the trust is still there. It's just that this beating, is it just because of Mo Ye, or is there another reason.

While the Confucian pondered, Nalan had disappeared. When the Confucian scholar looked up at the sky, it was already pitch black and ink-stained, and there were no stars or moons at this time. The Confucian priest turned around and walked to the courtyard, looking at the two-story building that Nalan was looking at by the railing just now, and couldn't help but feel a few emotions.

Life should be like this in the world, and look at the end of the hero. The brocade robe is abandoned, the jade belt is hidden, and the horizontal knife is immediately swinging. In the hearts of Confucian scholars, Nalan is a hero and the like, but he was born in a family but is as reckless as the rivers and lakes, and he got acquainted with the eunuchs, but he took the opportunity to ascend to the throne.

He is gentle in front of others, and decisive in the after. He was a trusted friend and a feared enemy. He has insight into people's hearts and plays with everyone in the palm of his hand, and he is just a pawn of this person.

He never thought of replacing Nalan, just as he just used Mo Ye as a stumbling block, and he had already seen through all this. And this time Nalan came out in person, it must be another bloody storm. Will this Duanyang Festival in the Later Tang Dynasty be the beginning of another "crisis"?

The Confucian thought of Mo Ye for no reason, and he wishfully targeted this person as a stumbling block, but this person didn't care. Maybe many of his plans are so ridiculous in the eyes of Nalan and Mo Ye.

The Confucian scholar pondered and sighed, and his heart was sad. He may have let go of his prejudices after Nalan's last sentence, and began to do his best to die for Mingyue Tower, and the selfishness that once engulfed him had disappeared at this time.

Is this the charm of Nalan?

There is only one such person in the world, and if there are a few more, it will be a mess. It's just that the lonely boy who has been in the building for a short time has been in the mix, and I don't know if he is also such an inscrutable hero.

Confucius thought about it in his heart, and sighed again, although he didn't know where Nalan would go, but he was particularly interested in the first real collision of forces tonight.

Perhaps this is the charm of the crowd, and it is so intriguing to be caught in the game or watch the chaos from the sidelines.

The person that the Confucian scholar was reading at this time was following behind the old man's fifth illness and running towards the Xuanlong Road. I don't know what happened to the Xuanlong Road, where the dignitaries lived for a long time, was worth the old man's bother, and he made a special trip.

Gu Xing and Ling Ling followed all the way, already full of doubts, just now just to escape from the long street so as not to cause trouble, but the old man's purpose is so clear, I'm afraid things are not so simple.

Gu Xing quickly ran to the old man's side, and asked as he ran: "Old man, but there is already a place to go, can you avoid the edge for the time being?" The old man's fifth illness burst into a hearty laugh, which did not affect the rhythm of his breath at all, "Young master, don't worry, how can I be the only one in Luoyang City?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Lingling behind him was also a little worried, if it was really as the old man said, then I am afraid that tonight would not end so hastily.