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The leaders of the Nie family are almost all here.

There were only three outsiders in the room.

These three people were extraordinary, very majestic, they did not speak, no one dared to speak casually, not even whispering, the council room seemed unusually quiet, almost a pin drop, the atmosphere was dull and oppressive, and it made people a little breathless.

"Fei'er, you're here, the second uncle will help you introduce ......"

Seeing the two of them entering from outside the door, a middle-aged man sitting in the head of the main seat hurriedly left his seat.

This person is tall and has a gentle face, he is the second owner of Nie Jiazhuang, and he is also the current head of the Nie family, Nie Zhenxing.

"Dad, I sent the person. There's nothing to do here, I'll go first. ”

Nie Qiang spoke first, ready to slip away. He didn't even dare to glance at the three people sitting in the guest seats.

"Nonsense, there are distinguished guests present, how can you just say go. ”

Nie Zhenxing turned to look at the three of them, and arched his hand again: "Three adults, this is the dog Nie Qiang, less is not more, if there is anything inconsiderate between the words, I hope to forgive me." ”

The person sitting at the end of the guest seat said: "Master Nie Zhuang, you don't have to be polite, time is pressing, let's do business! That white-haired young man in a wheelchair is Nie Fei, a cultivation genius who once moved the world?"

This person is extremely obese, with big shoulders and a thick waist, a round head and big ears, and the whole person is like a big ball of meat.

But no one dared to make fun of him easily, because he was Dong Kun, the lord of this Qingyuan City, with a high position and profound cultivation.

He was newly appointed not long ago, and he had never seen Nie Fei himself, and when he saw Nie Fei's current appearance at first glance, he inevitably had some suspicions, how could a young man who was obviously only seventeen years old look like an old man in his twilight years?

Nie Zhenxing sighed and said very regretfully: "This is indeed my poor nephew, who was infected three years ago and has not yet recovered. Fei'er, this is the Dong City Lord of our Qingyuan City. ”

Nie Fei removed the tiger skin cloak covering his chest, hugged his fists and said: "I have seen the city lord, the kid is sick, it is inconvenient to get up, and I hope to atone for my sins." ”

Dong Kun stared at him, nodded, and said, "It's really rare to be able to be neither humble nor arrogant in such a scene." Do you know what we're here for?"

Nie Fei shook his head: "Please make it clear to the city lord." ”

Nie Zhenxing and the others didn't know at all, and listened quietly one after another.

Dong Kun lowered his eyebrows and said solemnly: "As we all know, half a month ago, the emperor's youngest and most beloved thirteen princesses fell into the water and drowned. According to the law, the death of the princess and the misfortune of the country must be sacrificed by a secret marriage to clear the haze. The emperor is scheduled to hold a funeral for the princess on the ninth day of the next month, and you, Nie Fei, have been designated by the emperor as the 'underworld', and tomorrow at the latest, the emperor will announce this matter to the world. ”

After hearing this, Nie Zhenxing and the others were shocked.

Nie Fei was even more like five thunderbolts, his whole body shook violently, and he almost fell out of his wheelchair.

The Styx is different from the Pony.

The horse enjoys fame, rights, status, and unlimited scenery, but the dove has to be buried for the dead.

According to the convention, whoever is hand-picked as a ghost is equivalent to execution, which is executed immediately, and those who dare to resist will be destroyed and punished.

This is the domineering and cruelty of imperial power!

Nie Fei was full of grief and indignation, and said loudly: "Why is it me? Why did the emperor let me be martyred?"

Dong Kun was silent and did not answer him. Because, there is no reason for this kind of thing, it is all in the emperor's thoughts.

Another person said very harshly: "What's the use of living in the world like you? Being able to be buried in the imperial mausoleum as a ghost is a blessing accumulated by your ancestors for eight lifetimes, and it is also the emperor's grace and grace to you. You should be grateful, thank you for your grace. ”

This person is the head of the guest seat, his face is white and beardless, his eyes are gloomy, and his body reveals a ruthless atmosphere.

Nie Fei recognized this person.

Three years ago, in order to celebrate his achievement in the Quenyuan Realm, his father held a feast and invited guests from all over the world, and the other party also attended.

He remembered that the other party was a eunuch who was neither male nor female, named Cao Song, who was originally the chief of the imperial court, and was later sent to southern Xinjiang as a prison soldier, and it has been nearly ten years.

Relying on the emperor's favor, Cao Song has always been arrogant and unscrupulous, and his notoriety has long spread throughout southern Xinjiang, and everyone is both disgusted and afraid.

"Gonggong Cao is so reasonable! So, where did a waste like you come from to survive until now?"

Nie Fei laughed loudly.

He knew that he would die today, and he had no scruples, and he couldn't wait to vent all his anger on the other party.

Cao Song regarded this defect as the biggest pain in his life, and couldn't help but be furious, and his eyes wanted to burst into flames.

He laughed angrily, turned his head to look at the person sitting next to him, and said in a strange manner: "Your Excellency, the emperor ordered you to execute this son, and then escort his body into Beijing. If you don't do it now, when will you wait? Is it possible to let me, the superintendent, do you want to do it for you?"

The man didn't answer, he stood up expressionlessly, and walked towards Nie Fei step by step, looking at the situation, he was about to fulfill his duty as an executioner.

In this regard, although Nie Zhenxing and the others were dissatisfied and angry in their hearts, they did not dare to step forward to stop them, they could only watch.

Nie Fei is so weak and powerless, what else can he do except let others slaughter him?

There was some desolation and sadness in his expression.

But he was still calm, and perhaps, death was not terrible for him.

He stared at the oncoming executioner, and said slowly: "It turns out that the nobody in the past is Dongfang Jun, the prince of the dignified Zhennan Wang, after three years, we finally meet again today." When I saw the palace guards outside just now, I thought it was the King of Zhennan who came in person, but I didn't expect it to be you. ”

As soon as they heard this, everyone present showed a look of surprise, no one expected that these two people turned out to be old acquaintances, and it seems that the relationship is not bad, and the reunion of the two in this situation can really be described as providence.

"I didn't expect that the unscrupulous little hooligan in the Savage Mountain Range would actually be the famous cultivation genius Nie Fei. If we had met sooner, I would never have let you do what you are today. ”

Dongfang Jun stopped and looked at each other carefully, his eyes full of sympathy and pity.

But the emperor's order is difficult to disobey, what can he do?

The corners of Nie Fei's mouth barely showed a smile, and he changed the subject: "I should congratulate you." The first place on the list of southern Xinjiang finally belongs to you. I'm still inferior to you after all. ”

The Southern Xinjiang List is a place for cultivators to compete, held once every ten years, only the top ten are recorded, and those on the list are a symbol of strength, and ranking first is the ultimate dream of countless cultivators.

However, there is an age limit for entering the Southern Xinjiang list, and those over 20 years old will be disqualified, so a person can only participate once in his life.

As a native of southern Xinjiang, Nie Fei has been determined to be the first on the southern Xinjiang list since he was a child, and he has been working hard towards this goal.

However, the world is impermanent, and in the end, it all turns into a dream.

"There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. You're not inferior to me. In all fairness, without your Southern Xinjiang list, it is like chicken ribs, and it is a pity to abandon it if it is tasteless, so don't mention it. ”

Speaking of this, Dongfang Jun paused slightly, and continued very seriously and solemnly: "But the agreement we made three years ago should be abided by and must be observed! ”

"But ......"

Nie Fei's face suddenly changed color.

At the beginning, he and the other party met in the wild mountain range, although they did not exchange their real names, but they hit it off at first sight, and they also made a promise to each other: three years later, we will see each other on the list in southern Xinjiang, no matter whether we win or lose, become brothers, live and die together.

Living and dying together, that's what he's worried about.

From ancient times to the present, the imperial power is inviolable, and the offender dies, and he is designated by the emperor as a ghost, and he is already destined to die, so how can he affect the other party?

But the other party didn't give him a chance to talk more, and said categorically: "Before entering Beijing, I will never let anyone hurt you a single hair, you can rest assured, everything has me!"

When these words were spoken, Dongfang Jun's whole body glowed with a strange brilliance, he was already long and jade, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and at this moment he looked even more heroic.

For a moment, Nie Fei opened his mouth and was completely speechless.

"Dongfang Jun, how dare you disobey the emperor's orders? Hurry up and kill him for me, otherwise ......"

Seeing that the situation in the field was getting more and more wrong, Cao Song suddenly shot the case, and his voice was violent.

But before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed, and a sharp spear blade was already three inches away from his throat, and the cold cold air swept in, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

This spear is neither gold nor iron, it is all made of ice, and the dragon surrounds it, and it is sharp, indestructible, and unbreakable.

The owner of the spear is none other than Dongfang Jun.

He only needed to stab the spear forward gently, and Cao Song would have to be killed on the spot and his body would be on the spot.

The development of things to this point was unexpected, and everyone present was shocked!

The friendship between these two people is so unbreakable that they dare to challenge the imperial power?

"Shizi, no!"

Dong Kun was frightened and hurriedly stood up.

Dongfang Jun didn't squint, and said coldly: "Cao Song, for the emperor's sake, I will spare you today." The next time you dare to call me by my name, I will kill you. ”

After speaking, the spear blade disappeared, and the entire spear disappeared into invisibility, this is the power that can only be mastered by the Quenching Yuan Realm, control the elements, and do whatever you want.

"Hmph, do you still have the emperor in your eyes, the prince? If you don't kill Nie Fei, you are disobeying the emperor's order, I think you will be going to give an account to the emperor at that time?"

Cao Song was full of resentment.

"It's my business, you'd better mind it!"

Dongfang Jun disdainfully, turned his head to look at Nie Fei, and said, "We are about to leave, what else do you have to say?"

Nie Fei understood that this was for him to explain the future, that is, he pressed the handrail hard, slowly stood up straight, and then hobbled towards the north of the hall, where there was a shrine where the tablets of the ancestors of the Nie family were enshrined.

In fact, Nie Jiazhuang has been inherited for more than a hundred years, and there were many geniuses and monopolized one side, but with the passage of time and the changes of the world, the Nie family is now declining and withering.

"Nie Fei, the descendants of Xiao, say goodbye to your ancestors today!"

Facing the ranking of the ancestors, Nie Fei kowtowed nine times in a row.

After that, he turned to Nie Zhenxing and the others, and kowtowed three heads: "Uncles and elders, farewell today, the meeting is indefinite, Fei'er thanks everyone for their careful care and nurturing over the years......"

The Nie family didn't stand up for him just now, he didn't blame it, the high imperial power was not something that a broken family could fight against.

It can't be because he is alone, and it will affect the entire Nie Jiazhuang.

"Fei'er, we're sorry for you......"

Seeing that the other party was so knowledgeable, the Nie family felt deeply guilty and lowered their heads in shame.

"Fei'er, it's the second uncle who is incompetent and didn't protect you. Second Uncle is ashamed of your father, and even more ashamed of you......"

Nie Zhenxing hurriedly walked over to help Nie Fei up, his eyes were full of tears, full of self-blame.

Nie Fei clenched his hand and said earnestly: "Second Uncle is serious! If my father is here, it won't change anything today." I only hope that our Niejiazhuang will one day regain the glory of the past and no longer be bullied. ”

Nie Zhenxing nodded again and again, he seemed to realize at this time that this teenager, who had no mother since he was a child and recently lost his father, had a mind and resilience far beyond his peers.

"Ah Jun, let's go. ”

After explaining the matter, Nie Fei turned around and sat back in the wheelchair.

Dongfang Jun personally pushed the wheelchair for him.

The two walked out of the council chamber together.

"It's really not easy for the little rascal, let me, the little prince, serve. ”

"The little rascal feels honored, and the three lives are lucky!"

Talking and laughing, there is a hint of warmth in the cold winter......