Men can't bear it.

Even if the sky falls, you must let it go, otherwise it will affect the quality of life in the future.

Nangong Bo suddenly felt that he was getting old, and he had spent a lot of energy on the belly of the concubine in the ninth room over the years, and gradually became a little overwhelmed.

But he wouldn't admit it, facing those resentful eyes, pretending to be murderous, and grabbed the pair of peaches fiercely: "I'll clean up your mother's skin when the labor and management come back!"

Squeak!

The door opened, Nangong Bo changed his face, walked out with a gloomy face, resisted the urge to dismantle the guard in front of him, took a deep breath of air, and asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

The guards were not stunned, so they naturally knew what Nangong Bo was doing in the room.

Facing Nangong Bo's cold eyes, his heart trembled slightly, and he knew that he was being hated, and he suddenly felt like crying without tears.

But he didn't want to do this, because something earth-shattering had happened in Wushuang City, and he had to come to report it quickly, otherwise it would be too late.

"City Lord, Ma Wu is dead, and he was killed at the gate of the city......"

Bang dang!

The sound of a broken mirror sounded in the room, and Ma Yuan rushed out in scantily clad clothes, shouting, "What did you say......? You're panicking, aren't you?"

Her brother Ma Wu is the leader of the city gate, how can anyone dare to make trouble in Wushuang City and kill him?

A group of guards, all staring at Ma Yuan, their eyes straightened.

"Don't look at it, who will look at me and gouge out his dog eyes again!"

Nangong Bo shouted, issued a warning, and then hugged Ma Yuan's delicate body in his arms, and comforted while stroking his smooth and tender back: "Yuan'er, don't worry, you still have me......"

He seemed very calm.

Because in his heart, he doesn't care about Ma Wu, and if he dies, he will die, and there is no loss to him.

In order to please Ma Yuan, he made Ma Wu the leader of the city gate, and turned a blind eye to what he did.

Otherwise, this little concubine will have trouble with him, how can she do everything she can to serve him well?

"Brother......

Ma Yuan immediately lay on Nangong Bo's chest and sobbed, crying so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, which was pitiful.

"Castle Lord......"

But the guard's words were not finished, and at this time, he saw the two hugging each other, so he could only interrupt again: "Xiang Gongzi is also dead!"

Yes!

Ma Yuan cried out in pain, and her plump buttocks were pinched violently, and they were purple and blue.

Nangong Bo's expression froze at this moment, no matter how the concubine shouted, he didn't know how to shout, and then slowly raised his head and looked at the guard: "You say it again?"

His voice was like that of a gutter, rancid, harsh, and cold in his eyes.

"City Lord, someone killed Ma Wu at the gate of the city, causing a huge commotion, Xiang Gongzi originally went to suppress the situation, but I didn't expect that person to be superb in martial arts, and he killed Xiang Gongzi at once, and the guards couldn't save it!"

The guard said with a numb scalp, not daring to look at Nangong Bo's face.

"Xiang'er is dead......

Nangong Bo was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person was stunned, turning into a wooden stake, unbelievable.

Ma Yuan broke free in silence, sobbing and muttering: "Master, you have so many sons, it's not a big deal if one dies, but the slave family has only one brother." ”

"Ahh

Suddenly, Nangong Bo screamed, grabbed Ma Yuan's neck, and his eyes were red: "Slut, what did you say?"

"My son is the pride of the sky, and your brother is just a ruffian, like shit, and you actually compare him to my son?

Pinch with five fingers!

Click!

Ma Yuan's eyes were swollen, a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, his neck was pinched off, and he died of anger.

There is a saying that "one day husband and wife have a hundred days", but Nangong Bo personally killed this concubine who made him carnival every night, and he was ruthless.

For him, women are just playthings, or tools for inheritance.

Even his wife gave birth to three sons and a daughter, but after he became old, he was still ruthlessly abandoned, and then married a new love.

Nangong Xiang is his most outstanding son, whether he can return to the clan and rise in status is all on this son.

But now, this son of his, because of Ma Wu, died, how could he bear it?

In addition, Ma Yuan's words deeply stimulated him, like adding fuel to the fire, so he was furious and killed the killer.

"The city lord is angry!"

The faces of the guards changed greatly, and they all knelt on the ground.

"Hateful ......"

Nangong Bo threw the body of the concubine on the ground, looked up to the sky and shouted a few times, then grabbed it with a big hand, twisted the collar of the guard, pulled it up from the ground, and roared: "Say! Who killed my son, did you catch it? I want to let him die a good death, and regret coming to this world!"

The guard was so frightened that he said with a pale face, "Yes...... What do the people in Yu Qingtang's Ding family's convoy seem to be called...... Zhao Zhen!"

"Zhao Zhen?"

Rumble!

When Nangong Bo heard this name, as if he had seen a ghost, a rumbling sound sounded in his mind, where was there a trace of fierceness, he was so frightened that he retreated again and again, and trembled all over: "It's him, he came to our Nangong family for revenge......"

"There are assassins!"

"Someone has entered the City Lord's Mansion. ”

"It's not good, Yu Gongzi is dead, and Miss Xiang is also dead......"

Suddenly, a series of piercing shouts sounded, and then the figure shook, and the entire city lord's mansion was in chaos.

"Run!"

The first thought that Nangong Bo had in reaction was to escape.

There is no other reason, because Nangong Jingyun and Nangong Yiyun, his two amazing cousins, died in the hands of Zhao Zhen.

Even some time ago, his eldest nephew, Ouyang Fei, who had entered the way of killing heaven, suddenly came with the news of his death, and it was said that he was also killed by Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen swallowed the Dragon and Tiger Golden Pill, his strength was very terrifying, with his innate fourfold cultivation, how could he be an opponent?

At the beginning, in order to kill Zhao Zhen, the family took out the protectorate and called on the power of Liucheng to slaughter the entire Zhaojia Village, and now that they have come to take revenge, they will definitely not be merciful.

There was only one way for him to escape.

As for his wife, concubines, children, and belongings, he can do without them all, as long as he can escape, everything can be done again.

But the moment he turned around, he suddenly saw a figure appear on the roof.

He clutched a hemp rope in his hand.

The hemp rope was extremely long, and dozens of corpses were strung at the bottom, blood flowed everywhere, and the blood was rushing to the sky, as if it was a messenger who had come out of hell, and the two eyes were like a thousand-year-old ice cave, and there was a chilling cold air that permeated people.

Nangong Bo has already seen clearly, those corpses pierced by hemp rope are all his own people, and most of them are his own flesh and blood, Nangong Xiang, Nangong Yu, Nangong Xiang......

Now all of them have been killed, and there is not a single one left.

"You ......"

He opened his mouth, and as soon as he spat out the first word, the hemp rope came to life as if by magic, piercing his chest at once.

However, Nangong Bo did not die all at once, but grabbed the hemp rope and screamed and struggled at the same time.

This is an instinctive reaction when people are dying.

"City Lord!"

All the guards shouted, their faces terrified.

Whew......

Almost instantly, several figures rushed to the courtyard and landed in the courtyard.

This is a peerless master recruited by the Nangong family, and everyone's cultivation is very profound, either the innate ninefold or the congenital nine major consummations.

The Ouyang family has a cultivator in charge, and the power is huge, and after so many years of development, naturally many people come here and join it.

The most powerful person in Wushuang City is not the city lord Ouyang Bo, but these people.

However, they were still a step too late, and the people of the Nangong family had almost been killed by Zhao Zhen, and now only Nangong Bo was left.

"This is my personal vendetta with the Nangong family, whoever stands in my way, die!"

Zhao Zhen didn't raise his head, and said in a light tone.

"You brute, you are so bold, you have killed so many people, and quickly let go of the Nangong Bo City Lord, otherwise I will make your life worse than death. ”

One of the gray-clothed old men didn't take Zhao Zhen's warning to heart at all, and shouted fiercely.

Zhao Zhen looked at it, and a golden light flashed in the air, heading straight for the gray-clothed old man.

This is the golden needle condensed by the "Golden Spirit Decision", which is sharp and indestructible.

Yes!

The old man in gray screamed miserably, his eyebrows were pierced on the spot, a large amount of blood spurted out, and he fell down headlong and lay on the ground, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't blink a blind eye.

"What kind of stunt is this?"

"Xun Lao is a cultivator of the Nine Great Consummations of the Innate Nine, and he was killed without even having the strength to fight back. ”

"This kid is really vicious, he actually hurt people with a secret weapon and killed Xun Lao. ”

"Let's sit in Wushuang City, we must not let him continue to be arrogant, shoot together and kill him!"

........................

The remaining six peerless masters, watching the gray-clothed old man being killed, were terrified, thinking that Zhao Zhen had used some secret weapon similar to a golden needle.

But a few people are by no means good, and they are also people who have traveled south and north to see the world, so they will not be intimidated like this, so they burst out one after another, and they joined hands to besiege Zhao Zhen.

After all, there are many of them, no matter how powerful the other party is, there is only one person.

It's just that they far underestimated Zhao Zhen's strength.

"Look for death!"

Zhao Zhen's eyes were cold, and with a flick of his right hand, the Desperate Sword immediately flew out, and with a volley, one of them was immediately cut in half.

"Flying Sword!"

The expressions of the remaining five changed drastically, and they stopped their tracks, turned and fled, each with a deep look of horror in their eyes.

"This person controls the flying sword, he is a high-ranking Yuan cultivator, who is his opponent?"

It's a pity that they want to escape now, it's too late.

The Desperate Sword chased after it in a flash of lightning, flashing on everyone's body, and saw five heads flying, blood soaring.

At the same time, Nangong Bo used up his last strength and died completely.

Hong Li, the little civet cat, just arrived, and killed a lot of people in the way in the city lord's mansion, and then a fire ignited.

"It's gone off!"

Many people ran to fetch water to put out the fire.

The people of the Ding family also entered Wushuang City at this time, looking at the sky-high fire in the distance, and they were all silent.

"It turns out that he didn't kill Ma Wu for me, but his enemy is the Nangong family, it's ridiculous that I still pretend to be amorous, thinking that he ...... me"

Ding Susu smiled wryly.

(End of chapter)