The once prosperous Nangong family is now shrouded in a ruthless and sorrowful fire. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info witnesses the decline of the decadent aristocracy, tells the sad and lamentable desolation, and all the glitz and dreams have been buried under the fire of the abyss......

The fire became more and more intense, and the officers and soldiers of Mengyuan flocked to the slaughter. The sound of killing and screaming were stacked on top of each other, and the thorns were like undead, entangled endlessly. From the gate to the backyard, there was a bloody scene and countless violent corpses under the firelight, and even the "Qianqiu Tower", which symbolized the symbol of the Nangong family, was ruthlessly engulfed by the demonic fire, eliminating the whiteness and purity of the past, leaving only the dark figure of blood pain and sorrow......

Wherever the officers and soldiers went, they killed countless people, and no one in the Nangong family survived. Officers and soldiers "raided their homes", killing them all the way from the front yard gate to the back yard, and the blood flowed like a river, and the once graceful and luxurious family courtyard has now become a hell on earth......

And in the backyard dormitory, it seems that there are still people who want to escape from here......

"Miss, while the officers and soldiers don't find out, go ...... quickly" A faint and insignificant voice came - the deepest part of the backyard is the residence of Nangong Jiao, the daughter of the Nangong family.

"Xiaoyan, it's really ...... Are there really no officers and soldiers?" Nangong Jiao carried the package of escape, hid behind the door and said tremblingly.

"Miss, if you want to leave, take advantage of it now, and when the officers and soldiers arrive here, it will be too late......" Nangong Jiao's maid Xiao Yan said nervously, and stretched out her hand outside the door to prepare to pick Nangong Jiao out.

Nangong Jiao believed that it was true, and now that she was in danger, she could only risk her escape......

"Whoosh-" Suddenly, an arrow whizzed by......

"Ahh Xiaoyan's body was weak, she screamed after being hit by an arrow, died on the spot, and fell in a pool of blood in front of Nangong Jiao.

"Xiao Yan - woo ......" Nangong Jiao was simply scared silly, but what followed was countless grief and fear. Forgetting to run away, she actually squatted down to care about Xiao Yan's condition, but she was already dead......

"There's still a living mouth here-" However, like a hellish devil-like figure came one after another-Nangong Jiao missed the opportunity to escape, and several Mengyuan soldiers arrived with knives from the side of the corridor along the fire, and when they saw Nangong Jiao, they were ready to take Nangong Jiao's life.

Nangong Jiao looked frightened in her eyes, and she didn't know martial arts, but now she had no choice in the face of the approaching death......

"Rub-" There was a sharp sound of a sharp blade, and it was just a moment, and blood splattered......

"Ahh......h

"Second brother-" Nangong Jiao saw it, and said with tears in her eyes - the person who saved her was her second brother Nangong Ce, who was also the last surviving son in the family.

There was a sudden attack at home, and Nangong Cheng, Nangong Ce and Nangong Ao, who got the news, rushed to the rescue by different routes. Nangong Cheng and Nangong Ao went to the gate to support their father, while Nangong Ce rushed to the backyard to rescue his sister...... It's just that Nangong Ce probably couldn't imagine that his eldest brother and seventh brother have now died at the hands of Wang Dasheng......

"Now is not the time to cry, let's go!-" Nangong Ce grabbed his sister who was lying on the ground, and said anxiously, "The officers and soldiers are about to come over, I'll cover my sister, you escape-"

"Second brother......" Nangong Jiao was already in tears at this time, but now that the officers and soldiers are surrounded, her family has no way to escape, Nangong Jiao asked worriedly, "But now that the fire is surrounding, there are officers and soldiers everywhere, where else can I ...... Runaway......"

"There is another place-" Nangong Ce said firmly, "You follow me, while the officers and soldiers don't find out, we escape to the 'Qianqiu Tower'...... there is a secret passage in the 'Qianqiu Tower', which leads directly to the outside of the courtyard, you escape from there, and I will cover you......"

"Second brother......" Nangong Jiao cried in response, and finally reluctantly glanced at the dead Xiaoyan who fell to the ground, covered her tears, and left in a hurry......

The fire is getting stronger and stronger, and it is even impossible to see the outline of the Nangong family's compound clearly, and at the gate of the compound, the victory or defeat of Murong Zun and the three Wang brothers seems to have been separated......

"......Forehead" Murong Zun is still struggling to support, on his shoulders, chest, and thighs, but he has suffered from the "thousands of cuts" of the Mengyuan soldiers - Wang Dasheng kills people by unscrupulous means, dealing with martial arts celebrities like Murong Zun, without any morality, and oppresses with many people, which finally makes Murong Zun seriously injured and no longer able to fight.

"Hmph, Murong Zun, it seems that you are really old, and after only a few rounds, you can't hold it anymore......" Wang Dasheng stood opposite, showing a hideous smile, and sneered.

Murong Zun still had no less backbone before he died, endured the pain of the sharp blade all over his body, and stared at him: "Hmph, if you want to kill, you can kill, why bother to say more......? I only hate myself for being old, I couldn't kill you, the demon, and I couldn't be the rebel of Murong Xin with my own hands......" Murong Zun didn't forget to mention his extremely disappointed son until the end.

Murong Xin, who was outside the gate, heard this sentence and felt a chill again......

"Old man, it stands to reason that the sons of the Murong family are not all reluctant...... people who steal their lives," Wang Dasheng smiled and continued to mention, "Although you can't survive tonight, it is also true that your eldest son defected to the imperial court, but you can't deny that among your sons, there are also people who are bold and backbone...... Now outside Bianliang City, Zhu Yuanzhang's army is stationed, and your youngest son Murong Fei is a dignified right-wing cavalry general. All the way back to my hometown, I'm afraid I'm looking forward to breaking through the city and returning home with victory......"

"What are you talking about?" Fei'er ......" Murong Zun only then remembered that his son Murong Fei had really been concerned about, but before he died, he couldn't see his most beloved son for the last time, and Murong Zun felt an indescribable remorse and pain in his heart.

Sure enough, Wang Dasheng immediately answered: "However, I'm afraid the old man won't be able to see him anymore...... Since father and son can't recognize each other, then under the underworld, wait for your son to come with troops, and take revenge with red eyes-" After speaking, Wang Dasheng flew up, took his life with a yin palm, and was heading towards Murong Zun.

At this time, Murong Zun was seriously injured and almost had no power to resist, not to mention that Wang Dasheng's ten percent palm power hit him head-on......Ah-" The Yin palm was in the middle of the chest, Murong Zun screamed, the ribs in his chest were all broken, and he vomited blood, and finally fell to the ground with heavy injuries, unable to stand up again, and his life was already left.

"Master!-" Ling Qingxue shouted in surprise when she saw it on the side, but it was already too late......

was knocked down by Wang Dasheng with a palm, and his life was in danger. Murong Zun endured the pain, and while he still had his last breath, he pulled out the blade of the sword on his body, aimed it at his neck, and said to the sky: "I, Murong Zun, am one of the Seven Heroes of the Martial Arts, born as a hero, and died as a ghost...... Fei'er, Ying'er, the Murong family is dead, you have to avenge the clan!" Before he died, he finally called out the names of his son Murong Fei and daughter Murong Ying, and finally the cold light flashed, and he took out his knife and killed himself.

"Master!!" Ling Qingxue was frightened when she saw it, but it was too late to stop her......

Wang Dasheng saw that Murong Zun would rather make a decision on his own than bow to himself, although he acted ruthlessly, but he was born in the martial arts of the Western Regions, he also valued the integrity of a person, restrained his smile a little, and cast a little respectful gaze at the heroic and righteous Murong Zun.

Ling Qingxue lay on top of her husband's corpse, disheartened, she took the knife in her husband's hand, tears were full of eyes, and whispered: "The Murong family has fallen, and I can't be alone in the world...... Don't worry, sir, I'll go with you—"

"Rub-" A sharp blade slashed, Ling Qingxue was ruthless, and the bloody blade in his hand also wiped his neck - glaring, Ling Qingxue ended her life with a knife and fell beside her husband's corpse - the husband and wife died in martyrdom, on the bleak night of the family's demise......

And Murong Xin, who was outside the door, listened to the last words of his parents in the hospital before they died. He knew that all this was his own sin, his parents, and finally died in his own hands...... He was so scared that even though his parents died, he still didn't dare to turn his head to look at him head-on. The whole body trembled and trembled, and the whole person's spirit was on the verge of collapse......

"Hey, it's a pity that the old man left like this...... It's a pity......" Wang Dasheng closed his eyes and shook his head, I don't know if this sentence is from the heart or lyrical from the scene......

"The general is not good, Nangong Lu is gone-" However, a shout from the soldier broke Wang Dasheng's thoughts.

Wang Dasheng opened his eyes, and when he saw the corpses of Nangong Cheng and Nangong Ao, there was no trace of Nangong Lu. "Nangong Luo, like Murong Zun, is a person with backbone, not to mention that if I kill his son, he shouldn't choose to run away, but rush to find me to take revenge on ......" Wang Dasheng muttered to himself, and then shouted, "Pass the order, search for me, find Nangong Luo, and kill immediately!"

"Yes—" His two younger brothers received the order, so they led their men and horses to continue to search the depths of the compound......

And Wang Dasheng did not follow his two younger brothers, he eased his nerves a little, ordered his guards to clean up the corpses in front of him, and he glanced back at the place where Murong Xin was "hiding", smiled at the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked out of the door......

Outside the gate of the compound, Murong Xin's expression was already dead, and he killed his parents with his own hands, and he felt that he had no face to face, even if it was the remains of his parents......

"Don't you want to go and see your parents for the last ......time," Wang Dasheng deliberately provoked the fear in Murong Xin's heart and asked with a sneer.

"No...... No...... Don't—" Murong Xin grabbed his head with both hands as if he was going crazy, and shook it hard.

Wang Dasheng deliberately provoked, and continued to laugh: "When people die, there is nothing, and it is in vain to think about it again...... There are good and bad sides to everything, and your father died at the hands of my Wang Dasheng in the end, so you have nothing to feel guilty about...... But think about it carefully, your father is dead, the Nangong family is destroyed, and you can finally become the heir of the Murong family justifiably, and you don't have to worry about foreign enemies...... Your wish has come true, everything in the Murong family, and even everything in the Nangong family is already yours, what do you have to hesitate about?"

Murong Xin didn't say a word for a long time, the pain and tearing in his heart were entangled, and his eyes were full of hesitation and trembling.

Wang Dasheng stepped forward and patted Murong Xin on the shoulder, and continued to sneer: "The person is dead, take a good look at the reality...... Be happy, you are now the leader of the Murong family, or the dignified 'General Zhennan', you have everything supreme, there is nothing to be sad about......"

"I have ...... now Everything ......" Murong Xin muttered silently as if he was schizophrenic, "Yes, I am now the head of the Murong family, everything is mine, I don't need to be sad......"

"That's right......" Wang Dasheng looked at Murong Xin's complete collapse and smiled coldly.

"I have everything...... I have what I want...... Hahahaha...... "Murong Xin couldn't help but take a few steps forward, trembling, but not afraid, but panicking and getting everything he "wanted", looking crazy......

As he was talking, from above the wall of the Nangong compound, a person suddenly climbed down - it seemed that he had escaped from the Nangong family, and wanted to take advantage of the fact that the officers and soldiers of Meng Yuan were not paying attention, and prepared to flee from this place......

However, this scene happened to be collided by Murong Xin and Wang Dasheng. Wang Dasheng wanted to kill his mouth in a hurry, and his eyes suddenly overflowed with murderous aura, but Murong Xin in front of him seemed to move first, pulled out his long sword, and slowly walked in front of that person......

The person who climbed over the wall showed his face, and this person turned out to be Nangong Ping, the second-in-command of the Nangong family. Seeing the tragic scene of Nangong's destruction tonight, Nangong Ping was desperate and wanted to escape from here alone. It's just that I didn't expect that just after climbing over the wall, I thought I was out of the sight of Wang Dasheng and others, but I happened to run into Murong Xin, who was broken......

Nangong Ping saw Murong Xin's cold face and knew that he had bad intentions towards him, so he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "Gongzi spare my life, please spare me, I can ......give you as much money as you want" Nangong Ping, as the second-in-command of the Nangong family, is now in danger, giving up all his dignity as a Nangong family, and actually knelt down in front of Murong Xin to beg for mercy.

"Hmph, it's another guy who is afraid of death, the family doesn't want to lose face, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy......" Wang Dasheng smiled fiercely, and then said to Murong Xin, "Murong Gongzi, tonight, you don't see one or two people like this, right......?"

Murong Xin knew in his heart that he was the same as them, in order to live for glory, he could give up any dignity. But now that I have a nervous breakdown, the more I see such a person, the more angry and angry I become. Murong Xin lifted the long sword slightly, it was obvious that he would not let go of the person in front of him who was like a mirror shining on his ugly side.

"Don't!-" Nangong Ping shouted in a panic before he died.

"Ahh......h

"Ahh......h

Wang Dasheng saw it in his eyes and smiled coldly: "Okay, Murong Gongzi has finally relented...... That's right, you can't let go of the sorrow in your heart, you can't be happy for the rest of your life, why not leave behind your grievances and enjoy everything you have now?"

"Whew...... Huh...... "Murong Xin ignored Wang Dasheng, looking at Nangong Ping's corpse who died under his sword, Murong Xin gasped for a few moments with a terrible expression, and did not stop for a long time......

The bloody massacre continued, but on the other side of the Nangong family's compound, an inexplicable figure performed light skills, crouching on one side of the wall by taking advantage of the darkness of the night......

"I didn't expect that the Mengyuan Imperial Court would be so ruthless and raise troops to exterminate the Nangong family...... "This person turned out to be Mo Tianxing, the head of the Wind Chasing Sect, who originally found that there was a movement in the city and quietly followed alone, but when he found such a tragic scene, Mo Tianxing couldn't help but sigh a few times.

However, beside Mo Tianxing, the towering "Qianqiu Tower" was shrouded in fire, like a pillar of fire rising from the sky, burning endlessly. Mo Tianxing felt the "wave of fire" as if he came from hell on the side, thinking of the prosperous Nangong family in the past, but now it is a place of decline and extinction, and his heart can't help but feel a lot of sadness......

"No, the Mengyuan Imperial Court is wantonly killing, I have to go to the courtyard to save people, and do my best to ......" Mo Tianxing muttered in his heart, in such a slaughtering situation, he actually wanted to risk breaking into the Nangong "Fire Courtyard...... (To be continued.) )