The young man who suffered a lot of torture under the moonlight was completely lying on the ground and couldn't get up, the real seven orifices were bleeding, but he didn't die, Nangong Ji looked at the young man who didn't have the strength of the god's fingers, and nodded with satisfaction: "What you said is indeed true, it seems that there is really resistance to some poisons." ”

The young man only felt that he had really tasted all the hardships in the world in such a little time just now, and the hardships he had endured over the years were not as good as the sins he had just suffered, looking at the man standing on the side and nodding, Zhang Ergongzi only felt that if he was still guilty, it was better to kill himself directly.

"What are you doing running around in the middle of the night without sleeping?" Nangong Ji seemed to be smiling, if this young man was just an ordinary person, forget it, but this talent is not bad, if it is cultivated a little, it will be an unpopular killer, will it be deliberately arranged by others to meet someone who is useful to him?

The young man lay down for a long time before he regained some strength, but he couldn't shout when he was in pain just now, and his voice was better when he lost his strength at this time, and said weakly: "I went to see the battle between the Divine Sword Sect and the King of Liaodong." ”

Nangong Ji, whose eyes were vicious, said unhurriedly: "Everyone else has gone back, why are you so late?" ”

"I was thrown into the crowd of the big battle by his guards because I offended Yun Gongzi of Xueyu Villa, and someone threw an iron can on my head, until the two sides finished fighting, and then only a few soldiers of the King of Liaodong were left on both sides to clean up the corpses there, and no one helped me split the iron can.

I climbed over the city wall to borrow water from the patrolling soldiers to wash my face, and found that I had scratched my face when the jar was put on my head, and my face was probably disfigured with blood, so I hurriedly borrowed a horse and prepared to go back to the doctor. ”

The boy spoke very slowly, it was too painful all over his body, he deliberately said it slower to regain his strength, and thought that this terrible man should not feed himself medicine when he spoke, so it took a long time to finish speaking.

Nangong Ji suddenly felt a little subtle, he did see a person being thrown down, but he didn't expect this to happen, although he dispelled a lot of doubts, but he didn't trust him much, but he still said to the young man: "Have you joined the sect?" ”

Zhang Ergongzi, who gradually regained his strength, was puzzled for a while, this person didn't seem to be what he understood to torture himself, so what did he want? But he shook his head honestly.

The black shadow of a man dressed in black was cast on the wall, looking at the young man on the ground and asking, "I just tried, a lot of venom is indeed ineffective against you, do you want to join our Beast God Sect?" ”

Zhang Ergongzi's heart suddenly moved, and he was a little surprised to encounter a happy event for the rest of his life, the Royal Beast Divine Sect was a big force, and subconsciously repeated: "The Imperial Beast Divine Sect? ”

"My name is Nangong Ji, if you are willing to join my Beast God Sect, then you are the descendant of my sect." The man nodded.

Zhang Ergongzi was even more excited this time, so excited that the pain in his body suddenly disappeared, he had heard of the name Nangong Ji, the famous dragon king on the rivers and lakes, although he was not rated as Mahayana, but his influence was not small, and it was rumored in the rivers and lakes that he would rather offend Mahayana than offend the dragon king, eighteen fingers and embroidery ghosts with special abilities.

Seeing the excitement and joy on the young man's face, the man turned around and walked away unhurriedly as if he had just been swept by the horse's tail, leaving only a few words, "Are you willing?" Okay, go back and prepare, wait for me at the South City Gate in three days, and I will take you back to the sect. ”

The man walked farther and farther, and the second son of Zhang on the ground lay down for a while and then sat up reluctantly, just when he met a few family members who hurried over, and the wife of Commander Zhang heard that his son was thrown into the great battlefield of the King of Liaodong and the Divine Sword Sect after his life and death were uncertain, and he sent someone to check in a panic.

Many family members only saw an unkempt face covered with bloodstained figures leaning against the wall, and they didn't recognize it as their own young master for a while, plus there was a horse that fell to the ground in front of them, so they walked over from the front of Zhang Ergongzi on the ground, Zhang Ergongzi was immersed in the joy of being accepted as a descendant by the Imperial Beast God Sect, and he didn't open his eyes to see the crowd passing in front of him.

"Second son?"

The young man who walked at the back casually glanced at the figure with his eyes closed and smirking on the side of the road, and suddenly called out in surprise, and the family who had already walked to the horse that had fallen to the ground in front of him turned around, and saw that the young man who walked at the end had already squatted down to help people, obviously it was really the young master, and turned back in a panic.

"Second Young Master, what's wrong with you? How did you get so badly injured? ”

Several family members chattered around the second son of Zhang, and while helping the second son up, he sent the fast runner back to report the news first, and by the way, he transferred one or two carriages over.

A short time later, when the carriage stopped on the side of the road, the fat woman who hurried down from the carriage almost fainted when she saw her son's appearance.

"I met the Nangong Dragon King of the Imperial Beast God Sect." The bloodstained boy smiled at his mother as if offering a treasure.

The woman was stunned for a moment, she had also heard of the reputation of the Dragon King of Nangong, if that level of existence beat her son like this, then not only could she not be angry, but she also had to thank the Dragon King for not killing, but she didn't expect her son's next sentence to make her overjoyed.

"My face is the wound suffered on the battlefield between the Divine Sword Sect and the King of Liaodong, and just here the Nangong Dragon King accepted me as the heir of the Imperial Beast God Sect." After the young man finished speaking, the atmosphere around the carriage became lively, not only the women, but also the family members felt a sense of common prosperity.

The woman was incredulous: "Really? ”

The clever housekeeper on the side interjected: "Madam, since the young master said it, can it be fake?" The little one is here to congratulate the young master, congratulations to the master, congratulations to the lady. ”

The bejeweled wicked woman looked at her son and nodded, her smiling eyes were gone, she took out the silver from her bosom and threw it into the clever family's hand and said, "Three cannons, or your mouth will say, take it to buy wine and drink." ”

The housekeeper named Sanpao took the money and said a bunch of beautiful words, coaxed the woman to a red face, and watched the horses gently step and prepare to set off, the clever housekeeper chased after him and ran two steps and said: "Madam, you have to take the young master to the doctor to see his face first, and I will go to the master's barracks to report the good news." ”

The woman nodded and said to Second Young Master Zhang, "These three cannons are clever. ”

Zhang Ergongzi encountered so many things in a short period of time, he was so tired that he slowly fell asleep in his mother's arms.

……

White Lotus looked at the map in his hand, he marked many points on it again, those are those who have already been, and there are only more than 30 left who have not been there, most of them are very good at talking, but only a few are willing to give the money to White Lotus, and most of them promise to send it over on this day.

"Yang Xiahou!"

White Lotus looked at the dots marked on the map in his hand, this Yangxiahou is a declining nobleman, and his current strength is too poor, it is difficult for the next generation to inherit this throne, and ordinary inheritance needs to submit documents to the imperial court, and only after obtaining the consent of the above can he get the canonization; If the strength of the family is too weak or the son-in-law cannot be appreciated by the emperor, then it is impossible to inherit the throne.

And today's Yangxiahou is recognized as the last generation of Yangxiahou, everyone believes that this generation is over, and when Yangxiahou takes over the throne, the Hou Mansion is not too declining, but the contemporary Yangxiahou was a good gambler when he was young, and he almost lost his family early, and his eldest son is also like this.

There is no family background, and the eldest son is really muddy and can't support the wall, the plaque of this Yangxiahou Mansion will be taken off after the death of this Yangxiahou, and many people in the city are waiting to see the jokes of Yangxiahou Mansion.

It's just that this eldest prince is also a faceless and skinless person, not only does he not want to keep his position through hard work, but he often publicly claims that the identity of this marquis has not brought anything to the family, but it is dispensable, and it is not counted.

Looking at the Yangxiahou plaque that has been in disrepair for a long time, a person like White Lotus who was born as a street gangster also looks down on this family, even if he doesn't know the various deeds of this family, that is, the home of Qi Yushi is in a relatively dilapidated alley, and the plaque is also wiped clean.

If it is said that there is a stone in front of the door or some moss on both sides of the door, it is nothing, many readers love to use it as the actualization of the Burrow, but the plaque is like a person's face, how can it be unkempt? What's more, the four words Yangxiahou Mansion on this card don't know how many generations of hard work the ancestors have earned the glory.

If it is said that he is really busy with his livelihood, there is no way, and he also understands the process of gambling this time from the mouth of Lan Jianshi, and it is impossible for people who can go to the flocculent platform to play, and can participate in thousands of taels of gambling, so it is impossible for them to let this plaque be dusted because they are busy with their livelihoods.

For such a person, White Lotus also despised it to the extreme, and unceremoniously slapped the door and shouted: "Yangxiahou Mansion, is Yangxiahou here?" Is the eldest prince here? ”

No one in the courtyard responded, and White Lotus thought that the owner of the family was not ashamed, and what did he care about, so he let go of his voice and said, "Is there anyone in Yangxiahou Mansion?" The money was repaid, the money was repaid, and the Yangxiahou Mansion repaid the money. ”

The shouts of the white lotus spread far away, and the whole street was silent at night under the moonlight, but it was broken by the voice of the young man asking for debts, and I don't know how many people secretly joked behind their backs.

This is a main road, Yangxiahou Mansion was also a well-known existence back then, and the mansion was naturally built on a wide street, but the glory of the year has also become the reason for others to talk about Yangxiahou Mansion now.

Whether it is an official eunuch or a commoner, as long as you pass through this street, you will smile at the gate of Yangxiahou Mansion, it is really too unusual, the whole street is inhabited by good families, but as soon as you walk to the door of his house, you will instantly feel that you have come to some abandoned mansion that has been abandoned for many years.

Many people are laughing behind their backs, if it is not for Duoduoduoduo and a lot of face, this house was sold by Yangxiahou by the way and exchanged for money, many people are betting on when this house will be sold, people are still alive, and the family has not encountered any disasters and disasters It was determined that they wanted to sell their ancestral business, and this Yangxiahou Mansion is also unique without skin and face.

Under the loud shouting of the White Lotus, the porter reluctantly came over to open the door, and when he opened the door, he sneered: "What are you shouting? Short of money? What kind of force is so poor and asks for money in the middle of the night? ”

The White Lotus had been shouting for a long time, and when she was stimulated by this, she was suddenly angry, but after all, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous when it was the Hou Mansion, but he didn't look like the person who opened the door and didn't look like he had any status, so he asked, "Are you the porter?" ”

"That's right, what nonsense are you asking, am I Yang Xiahou? Of course, the one who opened the door to you in the middle of the night was the porter. "The saggy, middle-aged man in yellow pajamas had a greasy face.

The white lotus went up with a kick, and scolded in his mouth: "You stinky porter, what are you dragging in front of me?" Can't you hear it after shouting for a long time? What about the ears? ”