...... Gangneung Prosperity Dart Bureau......

Nangong Xuan has three sons and one daughter, this beautiful woman is Nangong Xuan's daughter, seventeen years old, named Nangong Yunmeng. Although the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info is gentle and lovely, it is one of the three beauties of Jingzhou, but a violent temper is even more well-known.

The business of the Prosperous Dart Bureau is under the management of Nangong Yunmeng. This Changsheng returned to Gangneung, and the dart was lost, and the first thing was naturally to confess. This Chang Sheng didn't talk to the head of the dart game, but directly complained to his sister Nangong Yunmeng. This Chang Sheng naturally did not say how his group of people were killed by the man in purple in one move, but said how he was brave and extraordinary, and the guards were heartfelt, but the martial arts of the man in purple were too high, and his group of people persisted for more than half an hour before they were knocked down. Although Song Biao, the deputy dart head, was honest, he felt ashamed that he couldn't last three seconds, and bowed his head silently.

"The young man in purple is holding a sword, and he is very good at swordsmanship. Hmph, I heard my father say that the disciples of the inner courtyard of Huashan are all dressed in purple clothes and have good swordsmanship. I thought I would. Nangong Yunmeng's eyebrows tightened, and she pouted and looked out the window. The saber at his waist tightened a little tighter.

"Fourth Miss, according to the old slave, this matter is a little strange. The one-year-old man standing next to Nangong Yunmeng replied, this is the housekeeper of Nangong Xuan's family, everyone calls him Uncle Chen, he has forgotten what his name is, everyone only knows that Nangong Xuan also has great respect for Uncle Chen. Uncle Chen accompanied Nangong Yunmeng to help her with some business according to Nangong Xuan's intentions.

"Uncle Chen, what's so strange about this, let's hear it. ”

"The disciples of Suwen Huashan are all people with strong martial arts, and the disciples of the inner courtyard are all brave and extraordinary. Young Master Chang and Song Biao, if they meet a real disciple of the inner courtyard of Huashan, they will not be able to hold up half a move. Why did you say it for more than half an hour? Although this Uncle Chen is old, his eyes are very different. Uncle Chen glanced at Chang Sheng, and Chang Sheng immediately lowered his head in shame.

Nangong Yunmeng also knew that Chang Sheng liked to talk big, and thought that Chang Sheng said that if he lasted for half an hour, it should be a cup of tea to be defeated, but hearing Chen Bo say this, Nangong Yunmeng couldn't help but be shocked. He turned around and asked, "Chang Sheng, what Uncle Chen said is true? You really fought with that thief for more than half an hour." ”

Nangong Yunmeng's voice spoke with a hint of sternness, Chang Sheng bragged about his weak heart, and he was timid, so he couldn't help but tremble a little when he replied, "No, not half an hour, I had a meal, no, it was a cup of tea that I lost." ”

"Is it a meal or a cup of tea?" Nangong Yunmeng then said sharply, she really hated this younger brother. It's his father's righteous son, and his own righteous brother. Otherwise, according to her violent temper, she will have to be beaten up.

"Sister Yunmeng, don't scare me. I'll tell you the truth, we were all knocked to the ground by that guy at once, and even Song Darthead only hit that guy three times before falling. After Chang Sheng finished speaking, he pointed to Song Biao next to him. Song Biao was even more ashamed when he heard this, and sighed.

Nangong Yunmeng knew that this Song Biao's martial arts were also the skills of a martial artist who was about to enter the martial arts, and he thought that he would be much stronger than Song Biao with the initial skills of a martial artist, but with only three strokes, it might be possible to defeat him in less than half a move, which is really difficult. Nangong Yunmeng couldn't believe his ears, such a skill, only his eldest brother Nangong Hao could do it in the younger generation. I couldn't help but take a breath, "Is this Huashan disciple so powerful?"

"Miss, according to the old slave's estimate, it is very likely that he is a disciple of Huashan. Among the six major factions in the rivers and lakes, Shaolin is all monks, Wudang is all Taoists, and Emei, who is slightly inferior to Huashan, is all female disciples, as for the Kongtong faction, they use fists, and the Kunlun faction is far away in the Western Regions, and the Tianchi Blood Demon has made Kunlun suffer a big loss a few years ago, and the strength of the younger generation in Kunlun is not enough. As for other small sects, it is estimated that their heads may not have this strength. Moreover, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the Ziwei sword is in the hands of my Nangong family, and Ling Wenlong, the head of Huashan, wants to come to ask for the sword to be returned to the emperor in person. Although our Nangong family didn't have this sword, Ling Wenlong and his disciples didn't believe it. Ling Wenlong and his son are both officials of the imperial court, and it is of great significance to retrieve the Ziwei Sword this time, and the old slave guesses that Ling Wenlong may use extraordinary methods at this extraordinary time. It's not impossible to do this. Uncle Chen analyzed thoroughly on the side, in his opinion, although Ling Wenlong has been famous for a long time, when he is old, he cares more about the wealth and glory of the imperial court, and this snatching may be the first battle declared to the Nangong family.

"But Uncle Chen, you see, will anyone blame them Huashan? Nangong Yunmeng asked curiously.

Uncle Chen shook his head, "The rules of the major sects in the rivers and lakes are very strict, and they will never pretend to be people from other sects, otherwise they will deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors and sow discord." Such a person is a public enemy of martial arts, and everyone will be punished. Twenty years ago, the Demon Sect was exterminated by the six major martial arts factions and our four major families in the north, south, east and west. ”

"Oh", Nangong Yunmeng thought thoughtfully. At this moment, several groups of dart masters came back, all of whom were from Changlong, which was under the jurisdiction of Nangong Yunmeng, and the people in the prosperous dart game. They all told Nangong Yunmeng that all the darts they pressed were robbed by a young man in purple, who was a man with strong martial arts and a sword, and the description was the same as that of Chang Sheng.

After hearing this, Nangong Yunmeng couldn't help but be furious, "Hmph, in Jingzhou, even if the emperor is here, you have to give my Nangong family some face, his Huashan faction dares to be so rampant here, it seems that our Nangong family has to give them some color to see." ”

"Fourth Miss, don't act rashly, we can't lose a few taels of silver on these darts, and we don't lose much. Besides, we can't completely conclude that it was the disciples of Huashan who did it. Even if it was done by a Huashan disciple, his Huashan disciple's martial arts are strong and in the dark, we still need to think about this matter in the long run. ”

"Uncle Chen. "Alas, Nangong Yunmeng sighed, originally wanted to say that Uncle Chen would grow his ambition and destroy his own prestige. But she listened to Uncle Chen's words the most, thinking that Uncle Chen was well-informed, and there was always a reason for him to say this, so she nodded and agreed. Instructed Chang Sheng Song Biao to step back and prepare to deal with things himself. Nangong Yunmeng flipped through the account book, and the sleepiness came, after all, Nangong Yunmeng was not interested in business matters, and the tasks that Nangong Xuan ordered her to give her were all Chen Bo in the past. Today is still the same, Nangong Yunmeng is naturally ready to play by herself, and let Chen Bo read all kinds of account books on her behalf.

Regarding the long-term plan that Uncle Chen said, although Nangong Yunmeng agreed with his mouth, he was always a little unhappy in his heart. Gangneung City has all the fun places to play, and I can only go to the suburbs. Nangong Yunmeng, as usual, found a few men's clothes to put on, and dressed himself up heroically. Then I rode my BMW and got ready to go out into the wilderness. I was a little depressed in my heart, and I kept riding a horse and ran forward, riding Ma Nangong Yunmeng felt extremely happy in my heart, and I didn't know that I had galloped for three hours. It was getting dark, and there were no villages nearby, and it was impossible to go back to Gangneung. "Looks like we're going to spend the night in the wilderness tonight. Nangong Yunmeng thought to herself.

Nangong Yunmeng usually goes out with someone, but today he is in a bad mood and wants to go out alone to relax, so he doesn't bring anything to eat or drink. Now I have to eat if I want to stay out all night, I have no appetite at noon, I only ate half a bowl of rice, and now I am naturally hungry. Nangong Yunmeng secretly complained, how could he be so careless.

Nangong Yunmeng dragged the horse step by step with the slight brightness of the sky. But slowly, it got darker, and sometimes he could hear the wolf howling, Nangong Yunmeng couldn't help but be a little scared, and only then did he feel that it was so simple to stay in the wild for a night.

After walking for about half an hour, Nangong Yunmeng suddenly saw a bright light in the forest in front of him, and he was overjoyed, and immediately dragged the BMW over. Sure enough, it was a fire, and there was a burden and a sword next to the fire, but there was no one in sight. There was a roast chicken on the fire, and the aroma was overflowing, and Nangong Yunmeng naturally moved his index finger. Regardless of the rest, just go up and take down the roast chicken and eat it. "Hmm, it's hot, it's a little raw. Not bad though. Nangong Yunmeng muttered while eating, after all, he had been hungry for half an hour, and this raw roast chicken could be worth the delicacies of the mountains and seas that he usually eats.

"It's not delicious, are you still there?. ”