Nangong Xinru took the dragon pattern Fang Tian painting halberd, standing majestically, with both the bookish atmosphere of a literati and the majesty of a military general. Even if he is only wearing a white plain clothes, he is still like a god of war in the cold moon, which makes people feel intimidated.

The masked young man opposite, with an uninhibited look in his eyes, did not take Nangong Xinru in his eyes at all, exuding contempt and confidence from head to toe.

Nangong Xinru handed Fang Tian's halberd to the little guy next to him, and copied a short stick casually. To deal with such thieves, you don't need to use your most advantageous weapons.

The young man in black over there had a cold look in his eyes when he saw this, and he seemed to be displeased. The two of them rushed up in light steps, and when they rushed over, the scabbard flew out, and the bright blade flashed a dazzling light in the sunlight.

Min'er pulled Wenxiu's hand covering her eyes, with an excited face. Dai Mo and Princess Yaoling are also very calm, Nangong Xinru and Nangong Qing's father and daughter are different, Nangong Qing is sandwiching meat for Yan Lanyan, Nangong Xinru's eyes almost pierced the piece of meat, and when he was done, he glared at Yan Lanyan again, which scared Yan Lanyan back and shrank back. I didn't pay attention to the battle in the courtyard at all.

The black-clothed young man saw that he had arrived in front of Nangong Wenyue, Nangong Wenyue still had no sign of fighting back, and when Wenxiu was about to scream out, Nangong Wenyue suddenly flashed to the side, and the stick in his hand waved forward slightly, and the sword in the young man's hand fell off instantly.

The young man in black was also surprised, and said that everyone in the Nangong family was a master, but he didn't expect that his level was so different from others. I really don't know how my master is embarrassed to accept apprentices.

But just now it was indeed his subordinates who showed mercy, and seeing that he was about to hurt him, he deliberately returned his hand, but he didn't expect that person to be so fearless, and only interrupted his attack in an instant, which can be described as fast and accurate, and also saved a lot of cumbersome and useless moves, and directly killed with one move.

For the forces beyond his estimates, the young man's face was obviously much more excited, he still maintained a confident attitude, and his eyes did not change at all from before, still contemptuous.

Then he picked up his sword back, looked at his wrist that was gradually swollen, and grinned in his mouth, but because he covered his face, no one else saw anything unusual.

The young man stepped back a little, he lost the round just now too quickly, but everyone didn't expect him to think about hitting the stone with an egg.

Nangong Wenyue didn't want to pay attention to him, and even put the stick in his hand back in place, it was not as interesting to practice martial arts with such a person as it was to fight with his son Nangong Min.

But the young man didn't follow, an arrow flew up, and it was considered to use a little bit to find a move that was not as straight as just now, Nangong Xinru originally turned around to eat, but when he heard the wind behind him was too heavy, he turned around directly and kicked the person out of the distance.

Just when everyone thought that the young man was going to give up, the young man stood up on the ground.

Nangong Wenyue, who has always had the same expression for thousands of years, finally showed a different look, today is the day when his sister returns to the door, he just wants the family to have an honest meal, why did he suddenly fly in such a person, pestering himself.

Wen Xiu watched the battle situation without suspense here, and also put his heart at ease while eating and watching the good show of a thousand-year-old iceberg snow lotus being constantly teased.

Originally, Nangong Wenyue was out of good intentions and didn't want to hurt him, but as long as that person could still stand up, he would stick to himself and chase and beat him, and there was no way for Nangong Wenyue to shoot more and more heavily, but he still considered it.

Wen Xiu looked at it for a while, then leaned to Nangong Qing's side and said, "Hey, do you think the current scene doesn't look like the Ye Xun sticking to my cousin that the maltose boss said that day?" ”

Nangong Qing looked at it and was really sticking until the dominant side admitted defeat.

At this time, Nangong Min was also fascinated, and he didn't even eat his mother's food.

That Fang Daimo frowned at this time, and the good family banquet was disturbed by the faceless kid.

"Don't say it, that kid is quite a bit of a two-pronged kid." After Nangong Xinru finished speaking, he stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, and Yan Lanyan was afraid and greedy.

I don't know why, since I have Nangong Qing by my side, I have eaten less and less meat. But if he had to choose between meaty and Nangong Qing, he would still not hesitate to choose the one who didn't like to let himself eat meat.

Nangong Qing didn't dare to agree, and glanced at the courtyard, it was really miserable, one was beaten very badly, and the other was very miserable.

I really pity my gentle and elegant brother, who has a weak temperament, Lin Yuan just pestered him for a while when he was reading, and wanted him to give him a poem about the mess he painted, but my brother directly unloaded the person's arm.

But I don't blame my brother for that, who asked him Lin Yuan to practice martial arts if he has nothing to do, and if he has nothing to do, he will engage in his ink game, and he must let his brother, who works hard to learn martial arts every day, give him poems, and he can let Lin Yuan rest writing for a day or two.

It's just that unloading his arm is already light, if he changes to himself, he has to unload all his limbs, but fortunately, he can inscribe and collect cash, and he Lin Yuan can go to the battlefield with sound limbs.

Of course, Nangong Qing knows the level of his brother, not to mention himself, even if he and his father are not necessarily his opponents combined, although he has always been out of respect for the old and love for the young, saving face for his father, he can only barely make a draw.

The reason why this kid is still alive is because his brother has become skilled in showing mercy to his subordinates and not bothering with him.

But seeing Nangong Wenyue's expression, Nangong secretly mourned for that young man in the blink of an eye.

"I don't have any moves, but my foundation is very good, and I'm a arrogant guy."

Speaking of this, Nangong Xinru deeply agreed, "Moves? When did you learn the moves, and did you learn a little bit of your father's things? And say that people are arrogant, what about you? ”

Nangong Qing smiled, he really hadn't learned any moves, but he rolled out of the dirt, there was no better move than actual combat, not to mention that his father's moves were indeed very difficult to remember.

"Father, your daughter can practice peerless kung fu with this bloodline, why do you need to learn any moves."

Nangong Xinru rolled her eyes widely, twitched her beard, and believed her nonsense.

Can your own bloodline be like this? He turned to his wife and smiled: "It's better to have Madame's blood." ”

Princess Yaoling pursed her lips and smiled: "Husband, I'm starting to be childlike again. ”

That Fang Nangong Xinru also pursed his lips and smiled, although Nangong Qing looked at one beside him, but now seeing such a scene still made him sour.

I just don't know if I saved the world in my life or what, to be able to have such a happy family. Now that I have become a relative to someone I have liked for several lifetimes, it is more like living in a dream every day.

Sometimes I am really scared that this dream will suddenly wake up one day.

Thinking of this, Nangong Qing was not only saddened, what if all this was really a dream?

Hundreds of years, a soul can live for hundreds of years, can jump over the Hades Hall Meng Po Bridge and go directly to the world for several lifetimes, what kind of things can't happen to themselves? Who really knows what these hundreds of years of waiting and lonely torture will force a person with normal people's joys, sorrows, and sorrows to become?

Yan Lanyan looked at the chopsticks that stayed on Nangong Qing's lips, saw the sadness and gloom that suddenly appeared in her eyes, and looked at Nangong Xinruzheng intently watching her son and the young man "competing".

The corners of his mouth slanted, and he directly stretched out his head to eat the chopstick dish into his mouth.

Nangong Xinru just turned his head to see clearly, and from Nangong Xinru's point of view, that Yan Lanyan was doing indescribable things to his daughter.

A pair of eyes stared directly, just in the eyes of Nangong Qing, who had just come back to his senses.

Qing'er looked at Yan Lanyan with her head down and looked at the soles of her feet, it seemed that this father was threatening Yan Lanyan with his eyes again without paying attention.

Immediately glared back, the father and daughter looked back and laughed at the people on the table.

"Little bunny."

Nangong Xinru said this to Nangong Qing, but it was Yan Lanyan who was scolded.

But in my heart, I thought that anyone could really be spoiled by his unorthodox daughter.

It's almost halfway through the meal here, and it's still tangled over there.

That young man had gotten up from the ground many times, and this time he directly dragged Nangong Wenyue's ankle along his clothes to get up.

After watching this scene, let alone Wenxiu, Nangong Qing was also sure that this young man with a masked face was the one he met on the street that day.

The action is exactly the same.

It seems that this person has a brain problem nine times out of ten, so he likes to be beaten.

Nangong Qing finally couldn't stand it, wiped his mouth and said, "Brother, just unload it, come over for dinner." Anyway, his injuries a few days ago were healed with our family's silver taels, and it was a big deal to raise him for another month or two. Isn't my dad bored every day, staying in the house to accompany his old man to fight and quarrel. ”

This is quite filial.

When Nangong Wenyue heard this, he directly ripped off the black cloth on that person's face, isn't it, a familiar face. Just looking at the figure is a bit similar, but I didn't expect that I was also the benefactor of that person, but I was beaten like such a leech.

It's really an authentic white-eyed wolf.

Nangong Qing also wanted to see what that person looked like, but he was completely blocked by his brother's body, so he turned around and ate seriously.

Just the pig's head I saw that day, this person's mold should be about the same, and he should look okay, but he must be a lot worse than his husband.

Nangong Xinru saw that it was indeed the person he had in mind a few days ago, and hurriedly put down his chopsticks and went over to help him up.

That Ye Xun couldn't tell whether he was tired or scrapped, and when Nangong Xinru went to help him, he lay on Nangong Xinru's shoulder and limped over.

"I've been looking for you for days, where have you gone?"

The man pulled Nangong Xinru's sleeve, wiped the ashes on his face, and said with a far-fetched smile: "I went to repay the favor." ”

Saying that, a pair of dark eyes looked at Nangong Qing with a not very friendly smile, Nangong Qing's eyes were sweeping this way, and he took a deep breath when he saw that face.

Isn't that the young man who rescued himself in King Cheng's Mansion that day?