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The rain stopped.

The clouds in the sky opened, and a touch of residual sun was like blood.

The mighty "Flying Cloud Dart Bureau" convoy slowly approached the city gate.

At the three-way intersection of nearly ten miles, the people of the Duanmu family, the Ouyang family, and the Shangguan family grabbed the reins, then glanced at each other, and walked on the left and right sides in three parts.

The rest of the Mo family, the Qi family, the Hu family, the Shen family, and the Cao family, under the leadership of Du Liuru, the chief leader of the "Feiyun Dart Bureau", silently, escorted a huge convoy, and slowly entered the city gate in an orderly manner.

A piece of news exploded violently like a bomb: the money and silver of the dreamer, under the escort of the "Feiyun Dart Bureau", overcame all difficulties and never turned back, and finally, with the tenacity and persistence of a victor, entered the Nangong Mansion, the strategic command center of the four major families!

On the eve of dusk. The hotel of the general system of water transport in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

The chief master was eating a beautiful woman feeding grapes, and was interrupted very impolitely by a young man in gray.

Although the chief system is over the ear and has a good temper, but, it is hard to be messed up by the chaos of troubles, and it is rare to have a little space to exchange some stress relief experiences with beautiful women, but at this time, someone interrupted so rudely, and the stones are on fire.

He was angry.

He really wanted to tell the young man in gray that although he was in charge of the richest Jiangsu, Zhejiang and River transportation in the world, and he was rich in oil and water, even many first-class officials had to look at his face.

However, when the gray-clothed young man handed over a piece of paper with the seal of the Ministry of Households, one of the highest administrative bodies of the central government, all his anger was extinguished.

Then, while completely throwing the watery tenderness just now into the ditch, he pushed away the beautiful woman who was sticking to his body, stood up tremblingly, and said respectfully: "What instructions does the lord have?"

The gray-clothed young man said lightly: "The money and silver of the Dream Family have been sent to the Nangong Mansion, my lord, how to do it, I shouldn't need to teach it." ”

In the river transport workers' strike, he naturally also received the benefits of the four major families, and in some aspects, he also did some less glorious things such as not preventing the workers from harassing the Mengjia shop, if the Mengjia was safe and sound this time, then he would probably be sick.

He was naturally very unwilling, and after the gray-clothed young man snorted coldly and left, he immediately ordered his henchmen to find out the most accurate news.

Back and forth, it's already after dusk.

The henchman returned, and the news that the dreamer Qian Yin was sent to the Nangong Mansion was true!

Perhaps, the only doubt is that when the gray-clothed young man handed over the official document to the general master, the money and silver of the dreamer were still on the way!

What does this mean?

It shows that before the dream family's Qian Yin entered the Nangong Mansion, someone had already arranged all this.

Perhaps, it can also explain one thing, this water, very deep, very deep!

The chief master was paralyzed and whispered softly: "It's over, it's over......"

"Is it over?" Ma Wan'er couldn't help but ask herself softly, could it be that her relationship with that man was just ending except for a few days of lingering concern in her soul?

Is it really like the legend, true love, when you think it is within reach, he has completely left!

She was unwilling!

However, too many things in the world have long been out of the control of man, it is like a kite with a broken string, rational laissez-faire freedom is just an excuse for comfort, and falling is the eternal truth.

A man sighed softly and said: "Madam, I hope you don't blame us for being ruthless, if you want to blame, you can only blame your Ma family for being too uncompetitive, after so many years of support from the Nangong family, the mud still can't support the wall, and even drags the Nangong family back, this time, the Ma family will also be cleaned up some obstacles." But you can't see it, ma'am......."

"What are you talking about?"

Three people appeared at the door.

The first were two black-robed old men in their early sixties, followed by Wu Xiaodong, who had disappeared for a long time!

It was a tall and thin old man who spoke, he looked at Ma Wan'er coldly, and said coldly: "A **** who doesn't abide by women's morals, is it worth wasting his tongue?"

The man who was talking to Ma Wan'er just now shouted: "Elder Nangong An, after all, Madam was once our master, and we ......."

Nangong An snorted lightly, turned his head and said to Wu Xiaodong behind him: "You go." ”

Wu Xiaodong was slightly stunned, his eyes instantly flashed a trace of complexity, and then flashed a trace of fierceness, then nodded silently and strode forward.

The men who were originally surrounding Ma Wan'er silently moved out of the way.

Servant murder of the master is the following offense, and for any reason, it is to be spurned by morality.

Since there are people who are willing to stand up for the sake of the world's disapproval, what reason do they have not to sweep the way and cooperate enthusiastically?

Wu Xiaodong approached and said to Ma Wan'er: "Miss, I ...... it."

Ma Wan'er said lightly: "Do you still want to explain to me the various reasons for your betrayal of me?"

Wu Xiaodong's eyes faintly flashed a trace of painful struggle, and finally sighed sadly, and said, "Miss, I can't stand you." ”

Wu Xiaodong should be a relatively strong-willed person, perhaps, the reason why he lost his loyal position is really that the price offered by the buyer is too high and too high, to the extent that he can disarm and surrender; of course, these weak entanglements do not hinder his decisive nature, when he has a decision, he will give firm implementation without hesitation.

Wu Xiaodong slowly drew his sword.

The current Wu Xiaodong is definitely not the Wu Xiaodong of more than ten years ago. Since he stood up for the eldest lady and was violently beaten by those ruffians and hooligans, he was broken into the core group of the Ma family by the Ma family, enjoying the highest benefits of the family, being taught by a special martial artist, and having entered the ranks of first-class masters in the rivers and lakes.

Wu Xiaodong's sword has not yet been completely unsheathed, it has already exuded a thick bloody aura, and it can even be faintly seen that there are still a few traces of blood on it that have not been wiped clean, it should have killed a lot of people not long ago.

Ma Wan'er's heart suddenly throbbed, it is conceivable that not long ago, Wu Xiaodong's sword killed more than ten of her guards, they were all people she usually treated like a brother, and they also loved her very much, but now, because of her, they have abided by their loyalty, but they have lost their lives forever.

Ma Wan'er faced death, there was no fear, some, just full of guilt.

Ma Wan'er suddenly wanted to cry, but it just so happened that a little dust fell lightly on the top of her head, falling on her eyes, her eyes ached, and finally, the tears of grief that could no longer be suppressed burst out of her eyes, and in an instant, tears flowed down her face, and it was difficult to contain.

Wu Xiaodong is not hard-hearted, the green tendons on the back of the hand holding the sword are prominent, and he holds the hilt of the sword very hard, at this moment, he can't wait to kill himself with a sword.

The old man next to Nangong An said impatiently: "What, can't you do it, do you want me to help?"

Wu Xiaodong took a deep breath, his eyes became firm again, and he said slowly: "No." ”

His hand suddenly increased his life's strength, as if he wanted to devote his life's strength to solve all the entanglements in front of him as quickly as possible.

Suddenly, he felt an unprecedented lightness, really light, so light that he couldn't feel the presence of his hand and sword!

He looked down and saw that the part of the hand that had held the hilt of the sword was really gone, and had fallen to the ground, and because he had been so hard that his palm was so engorged that it was still bouncing on the ground with the sudden withdrawal of blood, and then he saw a bloody arrow shoot out from the broken wrist very quickly.

He didn't actually feel the pain, he just felt that there was an extra person in front of him.

He looked up and saw a young man in a snow-white robe standing in front of him, holding an apple in his left hand, and holding a curved horn knife in his right hand to carefully remove the apple skin. Sister-in-law, you can eat with confidence, although I cut off a hand just now, my knife is very fast, and there is absolutely no trace of unclean things. ”

Ma Wan'er didn't have time to wipe the tears off her face, and she didn't plan to wipe them, she gently took the white-robed young man's peeled apple, and a trace of warmth slowly rose in her heart, after all, he didn't give up on her, perhaps, he never gave up on her.

The old man next to Nangong An frowned slightly: "White-robed Guo Lin, what are you doing here?"

The white-robed Guo Lin smiled and said, "Since you know who I am, you don't need to introduce myself." Nangong Bo, what you asked is not professional enough, okay, our Jiangnan 'Four Hooligans' Oh no, it's the 'Four Great Sons', Meng Sanshao is my boss, you want to deal with my boss's woman, have you asked us Mu You?"

Nangong Bo's eyes were condensed, his expression was solemn, and he said: "What about 'Purple Shirt Yu Kang' and 'Gray Clothes Huangyan', are they still hidden in the dark?"

The white-robed Guo Lin pursed his lips, snorted lightly, and said: "You can really put gold on your face, with you and Nangong An, two bad old men, if you want a few of us big people to appear, you really dare to think about it, as my boss said, can you afford such a huge sky-high appearance fee?"

Nangong Bo didn't get angry at being sarcastic, because, if the 'four hooligans' gathered, it would be really difficult for them to deal with it. Now, he breathed a sigh of relief, his expression relaxed, and he said slowly: "We two bad old men really can't help you, fortunately, we are also fully prepared." ”

He clapped his hands gently.

Whoosh whoosh

In the blink of an eye, the wide gate was congested by twenty middle-aged men in white clothes and black shoes, and then, in a short time, they divided into two rows and passed through the bodies of Nangong Bo and Nangong An, and quickly surrounded the white-robed Guo Lin.

The white-robed Guo Lin's heart couldn't help but sink fiercely, and his face was a little ugly.

These twenty middle-aged men are all the core elites of the Nangong family, and they are all first-class masters in the rivers and lakes. Of course, if it was only the white-robed Guo Lin himself, it would not be difficult for him to retreat with his whole body, but the problem was that he had to take the boss's woman safely, otherwise, it would be strange if the boss didn't pick his skin!

Knock knock knock!

The clouds and rain stopped, and a touch of residual sun sprinkled in front of the door, like blood.

More than 20 people stared coldly at the white-robed Guo Lin, as if looking at a corpse, which already made people feel a kind of weirdness of death. However, at this time, in such a strange atmosphere, a dull drum sound came from far to near, as if someone was beating the big drum, worried about affecting other people's work and rest and covered with a thick cloth, so that the drum sound not only did not make people feel relaxed and happy, but more heavy and depressing, as if to completely explode all the dissatisfaction with human beings and society hidden in the heart!

Nangong Bo was taken aback, and said in a lost voice: "The Taoist 'Demon Destroying Demon Sound'!"

The sound of drums, getting closer and closer, everyone couldn't help but stare at the gate.

As the drum beat got closer, the more everyone felt the pressure on their hearts gradually increasing, as if they wanted to draw their swords and slaughter everyone in front of them.

Nangong Bo shouted: "Everyone, please keep your mind!"

In fact, there is no need for him to explain, everyone is calm and calm.

However, with the pressure of another drum sound "dong dong", "wow" - the twenty elites of the Nangong family and Wu Xiaodong, who were originally the guards of the Ma family, could no longer stand it, and the speed of the heartbeat suddenly intensified, which directly led to the acceleration of blood circulation by more than ten times, and the viscera couldn't help but burst into wear and tear, and they all burst into rupture one after another, and the blood spurted angrily.

On the contrary, Ma Wan'er, who doesn't know martial arts, actually has no influence, hey, it's really more than goods have to be thrown, and people have to vomit blood more than people.

An umbrella appeared in everyone's sight. It was an ordinary umbrella that could be bought on the street for a few copper plates.

Then, people slowly saw that the person under the umbrella was a slender and delicate nun, dressed in gray, with a faint dust, which was very easy for people to misunderstand that she was just passing by occasionally on a leisurely autumn outing.

However, as her light steps approached, the deadly sound of the drums became more and more crazy. The nun walked very slowly, and her steps seemed to be very light, but when her lotus feet stepped on the earth, the earth seemed to invisibly emit a muffled thunderous drum. The principle of this stunt is very simple, that is, when stepping down, through the infusion of internal qi, a frequency that resonates with the earth's magnetic field is generated, and then, on the basis of frequency resonance, the same attribute energy between heaven and earth is communicated, and then transformed into a nuclear transformation force similar to Western magic, and attacks the opponent remotely. However, although the truth is simple, in the Eastern countries, in addition to the head descending master and the southern Xinjiang wizard who understand the essence of it, all the martial arts, only the Purple Smoke Shenni of West Kunlun is proficient in this Taoist stunt that has been lost for hundreds of years.

Obviously, the young nun who came should be a disciple of the West Kunlun Purple Smoke Shenn. Purple Smoke Shenni is already a legendary god-like existence, how powerful is her old man, people don't know, just know, well, I heard that there are only two disciples under the Purple Smoke Shenni, and it is said that one of the disciples is already better than the blue.

Hiss –

Everyone couldn't help but take a long breath of cold air.

It turned out that the terrible drum sound was just stepped on by the pair of lotus feet under the feet of this leisurely nun.

The nun stopped far away, and the drumming stopped. Her soft voice, faint, almost without a trace of emotion in it, but in everyone's ears, her resoluteness and unquestionable authority can be clearly known: "Poor Dao does not want to kill, but it is definitely not a complete non-killing!"

Nangong Bo gritted his teeth and said, "Shitai is out of the Three Realms and crosses the Five Elements, why do you have to pay attention to Hongchen's grievances?"

Nun said lightly: "I can understand that the donor is you trying to fight for a reasonable reason for your death?"

Nangong Bo immediately shut up, the meaning of the nun is easy to understand, she can give him a reasonable explanation, the premise is that he Nangong Bo is going to die!

Seeking a reasonable reason for death with the disciples of the Purple Smoke Shenni? What kind of international jokes!

Of course, Nangong Bo didn't want to die, so he sighed lightly and left.

Nangong An was even more free and easy, even a word was saved, and left with Nangong Bo behind him, as for the twenty elites of the Nangong family and Wu Xiaodong, they didn't bother to look at it, because, they knew that those people were all abolished, and they were abolished, what are they going to do?

When the white-robed Guo Lin wanted to make a move, the nun said softly: "They are all poor and wasted, you can take her away." ”

The white-robed Guo Lin glanced at Wu Xiaodong, Wu Xiaodong's face was disillusioned and desperate, and even the original sparkling eyes disappeared completely. He couldn't help but cover his atrium, which shook a little lightly, and was secretly horrified: What a terrifying stunt, killing people invisibly! Raising his head, he smiled at the nun and said, "Master, can we be friends? Your killing skills are so good, can I study some killing techniques with you?"

Nun smiled slightly, and said lightly: "You go and ask your boss, if he agrees, Poor Dao doesn't mind." ”

The white-robed Guo Lin touched his nose and muttered, "Is the boss a pig?"

Ma Wan'er was unhappy: "What do you say?"

Guo Lin in the white robe sneered: "It is said that the cabbage is good and the pig is arched, boss, it is the happy pig." ”

Ma Wan'er: "......"

The nun didn't say anything more, turned around softly, and came with a thunderbolt, but walked away as gently as the wind.