After returning to Nangong Fort, Nangong Chuyue danced wildly in the roar, slashed and killed, and took pity on the pavilions and water pavilions in the backyard, the flower garden rockery, and was buried in the rubble in a moment. A group of subordinates gathered around the arch of the courtyard to look out, no one dared to approach half a step, but no one wanted to leave, as if the street was bustling, and their heads were crowded, and they all wanted to peek in.

"Get out!

Nangong Chuyue suddenly roared, but in the end, she still couldn't vent her anger, and swept two swords at the gate of the courtyard, and the majestic sword qi roared out, frightening the group of subordinates to flee in panic.

Maybe it was too crowded, and it couldn't be dispersed at once, and the three men who were running slower were cut in two by the sword qi, and the blood was spilled on the spot, and they didn't even have a chance to snort miserably. And Nangong Chuyue didn't even look at it, there was only endless anger in his eyes.

At this moment, the backyard suddenly fell silent, and the air was filled with blood.

"The first moon!"

Nangong Feiluo walked in, and when he saw the remnants of the corpse, he was not surprised at all, but just asked a few people to clean it up. She walked up to the manic Nangong Chuyue, patted her on the shoulder and comforted: "The ghost husband has already told me, but I lost a thundering beast, why be angry like this." ”

"Mother!Who said I'm angry about this?!"

"Mother understands, are you unwilling to lose to Bai Muxue, in terms of strength realm, she can't be compared with you at all, I heard the ghost husband say that there was a master who secretly helped her at that time, do you know the origin of that person?"

"Hmph!" Nangong Chuyue swung her sword angrily and said, "I don't know now, sooner or later I will know, one day, I will break him into thousands of pieces to vent the hatred in my heart!"

"Forget it, I'll send someone to investigate this matter. Nangong Feiluo said solemnly: "The ninth day of the first month of next month is the Immortal Tomb Grand Ceremony, according to the current situation, your strongest opponent is no longer Yu Lianfeng, but Bai Muxue! Now there is not much time left, I hope you can eliminate all distracting thoughts, practice well in retreat, and it is best to practice the ninth form of the "Thorn Star Duel" before the ceremony, to ensure that nothing goes wrong!"

"Hmph! Careless miss today, next time, she will never have such good luck!"

"Chuyue, you have to understand that my mother's hopes are pinned on you, you must always remember to me, even if you are defeated by the world, you must not be defeated again in the hands of Bai Yuanshan and Nangong Feiyao's daughter!

Although it is a pair of Fengyi beautiful eyes, when the eyes are full of murderous aura, it is still very terrifying.

Nangong Feiluo's hatred for Baicheng has always been disdainful of concealment, although the Nangong Fort established by one hand is not as good as the corner of Baicheng, but for so many years, Nangong Feiluo has been working hard, trying to make Nangong Fort a sharp blade hanging over Baicheng's head, and in fact, she is infinitely close to this goal.

White City White Temple.

Nangong Feiyao heard the guards say that Bai Muxue had a vicious battle with Nangong Chuyue in Tongling Town, and was seriously injured, so she was so angry that she got up and shouted: "I know that I can't fight but I am still strong, and I will let her lose all her face in Baicheng! Pass the order, cancel Mu Xue's qualification to participate in the Xianling Ceremony, and from now on, no one will be allowed to heal her! Let her suffer herself as a punishment!"

As soon as the cool order came out, the four pavilion elders present were shocked for a while.

Qingdan Pavilion Old Bai Yuqi hurriedly said: "It's probably inappropriate to cancel Mu Xue's selection qualifications so hastily." If the old man remembers correctly, Mu Xue happens to be eighteen years old this year, according to the rules of the Xianling Academy, she only has this last chance to choose, and I hope that Mrs. will think twice!"

"Elder Qingdan Pavilion, you don't have to say much. Nangong Feiyao stopped and said: "I once gave her the opportunity to choose, but she didn't know how to practice diligently, but she made trouble outside every day! There are women like this, and I have no shame! Instead of letting her be humiliated to death by the people of Nangong Fort in the ring, why not let her stay in Baicheng and be an ordinary ordinary person, at least, she can ask for peace." ”

"I'm against it!"

Suddenly, Wuwei suddenly rushed in.

This move frightened several old men, you must know that although this kid is the young master's sparring partner, but in this Baicheng, it is Fei Yao who is really in charge, and entering the palace without an edict is tantamount to committing chaos.

"Wuwei, you have always acted steadily, why are you so reckless today! If you don't accompany the young master to practice in Zhenwu Pavilion, what kind of mess is there to come here?" Although Nangong Feiyao's tone was harsh, he did not mean to punish Wuwei, which made the Qingdan Pavilion elder breathe a sigh of relief, these years, it is no less difficult to protect these trouble-breaking spirits than Su Xiu.

Wu Wei bowed and said bluntly: "Madam, although Miss was injured this time, it did not disgrace my Baicheng, on the contrary, she used the power of one person to cut Nangong Chuyue, the ghost husband, and Tong Yang on their backs! Madame can go outside and listen, now, who else dares to make fun of me Baicheng has no genius since the Holy Mother?!" And all of this is made by Miss with her strength, Wuwei begs Mrs. to take back her life and let Miss participate in the Xianling Ceremony smoothly, if Miss loses the selection at the Xianling Ceremony, it will cause Baicheng to be humiliated, and Wuwei is willing to apologize with death!"

A small sparring partner, as soon as he went to the hall, he spoke amazingly.

For Nangong Feiyao and the four pavilion elders, these words are tantamount to depth charges, and when they explode, who can hide them without being surprised? For many years, the atmosphere of this white hall has been suppressed by anger and helplessness, like an old horse in the twilight years, carrying two heavy and dazzling words - shame, struggling to advance in the ever-changing desert in an instant, and there is a danger of being overwhelmed by the ruthless wind and sand at any time.

Now, suddenly, someone said that the shame had been shattered, and the unforgiving desert had become an oasis of spring, how could it not be exciting.

Nangong Feiyao almost couldn't believe her ears, and asked excitedly: "What did you just say? Mu Xue won Nangong Chuyue, and still fought against three with one enemy?" Although Nangong Feiyao didn't ask much about that daughter's cultivation progress, she still secretly knew something about her strength, she had a few catties and taels, and she knew it.

When he saw Wuwei, he nodded affirmatively.

Nangong Feiyao was a little excited, but she couldn't figure it out, so she immediately set her eyes on the four pavilion elders, and said suspiciously: "The four pavilion elders, have you secretly helped each other?" The four shook their heads in unison, and they all turned their eyes to Wuwei.

Wu Wei explained in understanding: "I don't know if you still remember the person who shouted the name of the Holy Mother at the altar a few days ago? Now, the young lady has turned the war with him into a jade silk, and has been given a treasure knife, and the young lady is relying on the bright moon knife he gave him to kill the three cultivators of the earth level realm with one sword. ”

"Oh, what's that man's name?"

"Why don't Madame go and ask him herself. ”

"Hmm. Nangong Feiyao nodded, and said in his heart: This person can help Mu Xue leapfrog and kill the three mid-stage hosts of the Heavenly Emperor with just one sword, and his strength can be seen...... After thinking for a while, Nangong Feiyao solemnly instructed Wuwei: "You go back and tell Mu Xue that I will set up a family banquet in ** tonight, and ask her to bring her friend to the banquet together, and call the young master by the way." ”

"Yes!"

"Also, Mu Xue's injury, is there any big problem?"

"Mrs. Hui, just a transition of exhaustion, some prostration, is currently lying in bed resting. ”

"Well, it's fine. Nangong Feiyao turned his head to Bai Yuqi and ordered: "Elder Qingdan Pavilion, I still bother you to take a trip, help Mu Xue take a look, be sure to help her recover her original qi as soon as possible, you must not delay the Immortal Tomb Ceremony on the ninth day of the next month, if necessary, you can use all the resources of Bai Cheng!"

Bai Yuqi replied with relief: "Yes! "This kind of generous treatment used to only happen to the young master Bai Jian Qi, but unfortunately no matter how much fertilizer is applied, the mud is always a lump of mud, and it can never become a pile of gold.

Now that Bai Muxue can enjoy this kind of treatment, it can be regarded as a bittersweet end.

"Wuwei, take me to see Miss. At this moment, Bai Yuqi couldn't wait to meet the strange person who had called the Holy Mother by her name at the altar and reversed Bai Muxue's fate in an instant, and see who was sacred!