Xiaoyao sighed: "See the truth with fiction, be prepared for danger in times of peace, and there is no mistake." As the world is full of states, how can the turbidity be spotless? We can know that the natural way of heaven and earth, all kinds of magnificent forms, are not irreconcilable, but what people's hearts want. Nangong Jiaming is favored in the open, and secretly in the South Gate, the darkness, and the government are all restrained, is its ambition to annex and prevent it real?" Nangong Ming said proudly: "The stability of the family and country is not based on ordinary things, and it is practical to match reality." Although the imperial court is eyeing each other, it has never acted indecently, is this untrue?" Xiaoyao nodded and said: "This is true, the time has not yet come. With the measure of Song Ting's waste and internal defense, the Nangong family really has this chance of winning?" Nangong Ming said: "That is also more feasible than other rebellious acts, one of the training of the Nangong family is not to disobey the law, you don't need to say it again, the Nangong family will not believe it in this book." Xiaoyao responded: "Whether it is true or false does not need to be investigated in detail, there is a judgment." After that, Xiaoyao turned around and handed out a letter, saying: "No matter what the facts are, no matter how huge the four famous industries are, martial arts are always martial arts, and the mutual distrust between the DPRK and the military has been corroded for thousands of years. ”

After speaking, he saw Xiaoyao walk out of the pavilion and sit on the flying wings, the flying wings fluttered suddenly, soaring into the sky, and the speed of its momentum was staggering.

Nangong Ming stared at the letter in his hand with a lot of thoughts, just a letter had already shocked the earth, what should happen to this letter? He even had a trace of fear for the letter in his hand. Nangong Xiuyunfang's heart was still difficult to calm down, the turbulent momentum of the letter made it difficult for her to control herself, and this letter instantly opened up her heart as a woman who was covered by hatred. After a long time, Nangong Xiuyun asked, "Uncle Ming, what do you think?" Nangong Ming was silent for a long time, signaling her not to disturb. Nangong Xiuyun has learned the killing decision of his clan uncle Nangong Ming since he was a child, and he has never seen such hesitation. However, although the Nangong family's wealth is comparable to that of the country, they want to keep the money in their own treasury forever. It's about strength. And strength itself is force, which has made the Nangong family a legend that has stood tall for hundreds of years. However, in the martial arts, no matter how huge the power of the Nangong family is, it can never be compared with the force of the Zhuzongs, but there are more intensive business contacts, which supports the huge family business of the Nangong family. It was precisely because of this that once the Nangong family decided to assist the Seven Sects of Martial Arts. It is equivalent to being an enemy of the imperial court, but this is the barrier to the survival of the Nangong family, and it has to be protected, especially now that the Nangong family has no male succession, the crisis is even greater.

Finally, Nangong Ming took a deep breath and said slowly: "The Nangong family's "Sutra of the World" is the ancestor's survival experience in this world for four hundred years, does the inspiration make you lose your mind?" Nangong Xiuyun was stunned, this matter was too big, she didn't have time to think about it for a while. The Nangong family's classics are the way of survival of merchants that have been passed down by their ancestors and constantly improved. There have been countless choices for such a decision, and Nangong Ming has asked her to write one article a day since she was a child, and she has memorized it over the years. There is a saying in the world, judging the situation and losing its benefits with great profits, but Nangong Xiuyun is young after all, and she does not dare to try to break with the imperial court. Over the years, she has tried her best for the family business of the Nangong family, and she is very tired.

Seeing Nangong Xiuyun silent, for this master of the Nangong family that he had carefully cultivated. He knows it all too well. I just said, "I can't make decisions for you, as cruel as it is, it's something you have to go through." Nangong Xiuyun said: "There should be a lesson in action, and Uncle Ming should know what Xiuyun needs." Nangong Ming nodded and said: "Based on the current situation, the Seven Sects of Martial Arts and the South Gate are fundamentally dismantled from each other, and the entire southern business is in chaos. It is all about the stability of the imperial court's money to have today's stability, and how much of the loss to the Nangong family is that you personally accept it. We are still like this, what about the Seven Sects of Martial Dao, and the Imperial Court?" Nangong Xiuyun had an eyebrow. said: "Whether it is the Seven Sects of Martial Arts or the imperial court, what is lacking is not money, but the mastery of the situation and the stability of the world." The Nangong family has been operating around Fujian for generations, and it is already deeply rooted here, and the officialdom and martial arts have our foundation, and the imperial court does not dare to break with us at this time. ”

Nangong Ming nodded and said: "We don't have to follow the vertical and horizontal gates, and we don't have to get close to the imperial court. Nowadays, it is available to see the benefits of the line. The Nangong family has not yet reached such a point of self-protection, although it is appropriate to be in the middle and appropriate, but you don't forget that only your own force can guarantee the family business of the Nangong family, and the Nangong family belongs to the martial arts lineage, which is fundamental. Nangong Xiuyun nodded, such a decision was shared, and she was also a lot more relieved, and responded: "But the measurement of two of these parties still needs to be cautious, the Nangong family must not be separated from the martial arts, and it is a great favor for us to help the Seven Sects of Martial Arts, and we will not contribute money." As for the imperial court, we have a lot of privileges, and we must not be ungrateful, so let's write a secret report, say that we have no choice but to do so, and give half of the family property. Nangong Ming nodded and said: "In this situation, half of the Nangong family's industry is not dared by the imperial court, with our helplessness, and then with the shrewdness of the imperial court, we will not be embarrassed on the surface, otherwise Fujian Road and Liangzhejiang Road will definitely shock the world." Nangong Xiuyun breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "The situation of martial arts is changing, we are in it, and seeking victory in danger is to win, Xiuyun already understands." Nangong Ming nodded, he was relieved that this niece did not disappoint him. In fact, in his heart, such a decision was commonplace for the Nangong family, and what he was thinking about was whether this niece, who had just been thirty years old and had not yet married, could bear his decision.

In the deep mountains and dense forests outside Tiantai Mountain, Mu Qiubai led the Four Wonders, and ten of them waited quietly. In the Five Sects, he is free, as long as it is to deal with the South Gate, he can decide at will. Now that the whereabouts of each sect are a mystery, he no longer has any scruples. At this time, there were not many people available around him, and the nearby Northern Sect forces should not be consumed too much, so as not to lose control. Now it will take time to mobilize from Liaodong, but Mu Qiubai does not advocate the victory of numbers. There are times when everything is overlooked, and these omissions will bring destruction to his opponents. The large number of people gathered in the south gate this time, has reached more than 50,000 people, plus the actual number of nearly 70,000 forbidden troops in Taizhou and Mingzhou, more than 30,000 people in the beggar camp, and more than 100,000 people in the south of Tiantai Mountain gathered but there was no chaos at all, although the surrounding towns were panicked. However, the people at the South Gate and the beggars did not disturb the people, and the government pacified a lot, so there was not much panic.

Now that the strength of the South Gate has converged, it is easy to be surrounded and annihilated. But Mu Qiubai was more accustomed to taking risks, so he set his sights on the chief and deputy directors at the South Gate. These people are extremely important in maintaining order at the South Gate, and although what Mu Qiubai is doing now has no effect on the South Gate, what Mu Qiubai needs is fame, because in many cases, fame can replace many things. This time, Mu Qiubai was eyeing the six deputy divisions of the South Gate, and three hours ago, the eleventh division of the South Gate was under the escort of hundreds of subordinates, nearly a thousand leaders of the South Gate, and was taken off the head by Mu Qiubai in the raid. In fact, no matter how many people are guarded, due to the limitations of the location, it is impossible for you to surround more than a thousand people around you, and even so, you will not be able to guard against the underground and the heavens. No one would have thought that in front of many people, just one person would easily kill the master of the south gate of the hall, and no one would have thought that the master of the North Sect of the Dignified Underworld Sect would be willing to squat in the dark pit on the side of the road.

This time, the six deputy divisions of the South Gate were ready and were about to compete with the Lord of the Northern Sect. As the deputy director of the South Gate Armed Forces, his rights and strength cannot be ignored, which is exactly what Mu Qiubai intends to try. The Sixth Deputy Division had received the news that the Eleventh Principal Division had been assassinated, and there were only more than 100 people around him, all of whom were his subordinates, and it was as a way forward. Of course, Mu Qiubai knew such intentions, but he liked such an unrealistic and unwise choice, as a murderer, Mu Qiubai was gambling with his life all the time, and he had never failed so far. When the six deputy divisions walked to the entrance of the mountain, Mu Qiubai stood up and spread his wings down, and the depth of the red stream and clouds was admirable. With such a mountain situation, it is extremely difficult to close the momentum if you swoop down.

As soon as Mu Qiubai appeared, the horse team of the six deputy divisions stopped, and all his subordinates were waiting for him. The sixth deputy sitting in the carriage showed a faint smile, bright eyes, and his confidence and his depth. The sixth deputy master is a twilight man in his fifties, his demeanor is elegant, his short beard is clustered, his face is broad, and his handsomeness is extraordinary, and his charm really does not belong to a young man. The spirit of the powerful man coupled with the strong form of the warrior has a domineering, upright and noble state.

Mu Qiubai rolled continuously in the air, reducing the fall, the maid was sorry to scatter the shawl, the four wonders and Mu Qiubai with the help of the shawl, the falling force between each other was eliminated, and they landed calmly, elegant, and breathtaking.

The white shadow flickered, and the six deputy divisions in the carriage turned around and fell to the ground, with an elegant posture. Mu Qiubai said: "It seems that you are very sure. The sixth deputy director said: "The price of grasping cannot be ignored. Mu Qiubai asked, "Do you think I can accept it?" The sixth deputy secretary said confidently: "If you don't accept it, why do you have to come out?" Mu Qiubai said in a deep voice: "The price of talking to me about the conditions will be very expensive. The sixth deputy secretary responded: "I have my own measure, can you accept a battle?" Mu Qiubai's face sank, and his refined gaze made people dare not look at each other. The Four Wonders and Ruoxi all stepped back, and the six deputy divisions did not dare to leave without an order. The sixth deputy secretary immediately let his subordinates retreat, and the inner attendant handed over a white sword, the hilt of the scabbard was like white frost, and on the scabbard was a picture of a snow-capped mountain, and the hilt was snowflake-shaped, delicate and elegant. Such a famous sword Mu Qiubai knew that it was the White Frost Sword cast by the ancestors of the Blade Sect two hundred years ago, elegant and noble, and it was a favorite thing for scribes and ink writers, but the White Frost Sword had been lost for a long time, and he didn't want to see it here. (To be continued......)