Chapter 462: The Woman Who Slaughtered God

Behind Nie Yan, there stood four young men in armor.

All are his sons.

is different from Nie Fuguang, who died at the hands of Lin Beichen.

These four sons are all martial arts masters who are both civil and military.

They are also the four generals he trusts the most.

"Father, now that the attack on the temple has not yet ended, are you so optimistic about Lianshan and them?"

The fourth son couldn't help the doubts in his heart and asked.

Directly attacking the Third Junior College is a manifestation of completely falling to the Wei Mingchen Department.

Nie Yan glanced back at the fourth son.

The emerald stone gall in his hand turned silently, and said lightly: "The Great Array Master Lianshan, proficient in the sixty-eight formations, the array has the magic of seizing the heavens and the earth, and is known as the first formation division of the Thousand Grass Province, and it is rumored that it has entered the realm of reciting the formation, hehehe......"

Speaking of this, Nie Yan smiled inexplicably.

He continued: "And behind Mr. Lianshan, there is the Wei family of Qiancao Province, a century-old family, with a profound heritage, Wei Mingchen is even more unborn Tianjiao, entering Baiyun City, entering the temple, the weather has been completed, many people say that he will be the second Wei Xiang, but in my opinion, his ambition is not just the position of prime minister......"

"Qiancao Wei's lineage, now like cooking oil in a fire, thriving, talented, wealthy, ......"

"Such a force, with a bright future, is indeed a force that countless large and small sects, scattered cultivators, unambitious people, careerists, and those remnants of the previous dynasty who are still alive and well. ”

"But these people are anxious......"

"Some of them don't know, some don't know, in the Cloud Dream Temple, there is also a woman named Qin Lianshen. ”

"Hehe, back then, this woman was the one who really slaughtered God. ”

"All this that Wei's has may not be able to stop this woman's sword. ”

Nie Yan said this, turned around, stood in front of the window, and looked at the campus door in the distance.

There was another fight.

A few unbelieving instructors and students rushed out, wanting to theorize, as if they wanted to save the bound people.

As a result, he was beaten by a master in the army, his head was bleeding, his tendons were broken, he was yelling and cursing something, and half of his face was directly broken, his teeth were knocked out, and he was tied up!

"Father, since Qin Lianshen is so terrifying, then why do we choose to stand in line so early? What if this time we attack the temple and test the gods, and the Wei clan loses?"

The fourth son asked again.

Among the four sons who followed, only the fourth son often asked questions, and sometimes even if he was scolded and punished for asking too many questions, it was always difficult for him to keep his 'bad habits'.

"Because behind Webster, standing

A god. ”

The turquoise gall that was sliding in Nie Yan's right hand stopped, and he said word by word.

A look of surprise appeared on the fourth son's face.

All of a sudden, he heard something beyond his father's words.

But he still thought about it very seriously and said, "But didn't Qin Mercy God slaughter God?"

After saying this, he was ready to be beaten.

Every time my father was annoyed by the question, he would beat him up directly.

But what made him strange was that this time, his father didn't make a move.

Instead, he said lightly: "To be precise, I once slaughtered a god." ”

The implication does not mean that there is also the power of God Slaughter now.

The fourth son frowned, and continued to raise the bar: "I have slaughtered the gods, which means that there is uncertainty, my Nie clan is one of the great lords of the empire, and the soldiers are strong and strong, why take the risk so early to gamble on that opportunity? Why not wait until ......"

Syllable!

Nie Yan turned around, grabbed his son and beat him.

"Let you ask, let you ask, why do you have so many questions......"

"Ouch, Dad, stop, I know it's wrong, I'm wrong......"

There are two fathers and sons, and there is no character in an instant.

The other three sons next to him didn't see it, and their eyes wandered away.

After a while, the fourth son was beaten and his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"The child knows that he is wrong...... But, Dad, you haven't answered my question yet?"

I was wrong, but I don't change, I'm still guilty.

If Lin Beichen is here and sees this scene, he will definitely give this guy who can be called the skin in the skin a thumbs up.

And Nie Yan didn't make another move.

The extremely powerful lord of Xinjin turned the turquoise stone gall in his hand again, and said: "You remember, sending charcoal in the snow is far easier than icing on the cake will always be easier to impress people, standing in line before the victory is known, that is called Conglong, and standing in line after the victory and defeat is known, it is called surrender." ”

The fourth son muttered: "I always feel that Daddy, you have unfinished words." ”

Nie Yan smiled and said, "From today onwards, you have a name." ”

"Huh?"

The fourth son was stunned.

The other three sons next to him, who were originally very calm, also had extreme shock on their faces.

The Nie clan has such a strange rule.

It has been passed down for hundreds of years.

If the offspring of the disciple is a gentleman, the name is given by the mother.

Although these gentlemen can enjoy the protection of the Nie clan and enjoy a certain position of power, they cannot be included in the family tree, and they can only be regarded as entering the side tomb after death, which can be regarded as being abandoned early.

For example, Nie Fuguang, who died in the hands of Lin Beichen, is such a person.

And the truly worthy heirs have no name, only the order of the eldest and youngest, and only when they are recognized by the head of the family, they will be given a name, which can be regarded as the core of the Nie family and is considered to be the real bloodline.

In the contemporary Nie family, the generation of the head of the family, the fourth son is the second person to be given a name.

Hearing his father's words, the fourth son was stunned.

Is this a beating, for a sweet date?

This is not just sweet dates.

It's a mountain of sugar.

"From now on, your name will be Nie Moyan. ”

Nie Yan didn't look back, and said in a light and authentic tone.

The eyes of the other three sons showed envy.

None of them have their own names yet.

The name......

The fourth son silently hung a row of black lines on his forehead.

"Yes, thank you father for the name. ”

Nie Moyan hurriedly knelt on the ground to thank him.

At this moment, there was another commotion outside the window.

"Huh, come and see. ”

Nie Yan was surprised and said.

The four sons walked over together and looked towards the door of the Third Junior College.

But I saw that it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and three middle-aged people who seemed to be teaching at the Third Academy came from outside, and quarreled with the army of Xinjinwei at the school gate.

In just a few words, a conflict broke out.

This time, it was the army that suffered.

The strength of the three middle-aged people was beyond imagination, and there was no one who could save the bound teachers and students.

Especially one of the middle-aged men with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his face was full of anger, his shot was like thunder, his fists were hard weapons, and he didn't know how many blades he smashed in an instant.

Even Liu Sanyuan, the battalion-level general who led the army, and the peak martial artist cultivator, was smashed by this person's double swords, and flew out more than ten meters, covered in blood, and couldn't stand up......

"Good dog guts, these untouchables of the Third Junior College, is this going to be reversed?"

The sixth son was shocked and angry.

"Father, let me clean up these untouchables. ”

The seventh son took the initiative to ask for help.

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