The noble man frowned deeply.

He was finally sure today was a bit special.

"The Night Owl will not be able to celebrate the New Year."

The practitioner wearing a yellow robe looked at him and smiled and said, "But the Nangong family can't celebrate the New Year, so you still have the last chance now. You can still live like this. You can still eat and throw away the meat here."

"My name is Nangong Shen."

The nobleman smiled at the cultivator wearing a yellow robe, "When I first came to Changling, my surname was Fang, but now my surname is Nangong. I live a more stable life than Ye Xiao. It's not that I know how to deal with those men in the martial arts world better than Ye Xiao, but because I always follow the right person."

He paused and continued: "In the past thirty years, many people have promised me a better reward, but I always only take the share I think is right. This is why I have my status at this time."

The practitioner in a ginger robe looked at him calmly without saying a word.

Nangong Shen looked at him and said, "You Jiaodong County people should not regard Changling as simple as Jiaodong County. Why do you outsiders think that Ye Xiao can survive well? Why can the Nangong family not live for the New Year?"

"Nangong Cheng should be dead now."

"Nangong Ruoli will die soon."

"Nangong Qingcheng will die in another half an hour."

The practitioner in the yellow robe laughed. He slowly said these words, and then said, "Cianqing, Qingyu... These two people are dead too."

Nangong Shen's face changed instantly.

His hands trembled slightly.

The names of these people are not famous in the Nangong family, but he knew very well that these people were more important than those of the Nangong family who were in the position.

"Fang Shen, don't you understand?" The cultivator wearing a yellow robe said with a smile: "Ye Xiao has not died yet, and he can still live well in the city. It's not the idea of ​​our Jiaodong County family. If the rest of the family wants him to die, can our Jiaodong County protect him? After all, it's the rules... Your Nangong family broke the rules, so the businesses in your family can only be given to the rest of the people."

The cultivator in a yellow robe raised his head and looked at the window behind Nangong Shen.

Through the window behind Nangong Shen, he looked at the streets and alleys of the city, and the white walls and black tiles in the distance of the city.

"Whether Ye Xiao and Nangong's family, we

Both of them chose Ye Owl. Because he can take over your business, he can abide by the rules."

He said slowly: "As for you, Fang Shen, you only have one choice today, either hand over the account books and the famous books of the Nangong family's contacts, or you will become the minced meat from the mouths of those wild dogs in Changling City with your wives and children hiding in Mingchan Lane."

"You put the heads of Nangong Cheng and Nangong Ruoli in front of me, and I will give you what you want." Nangong Shen thought for a while and said.

"good."

A pot of steaming carp was brought in.

"After you eat this fish, their heads should be delivered."

After saying this, the practitioner in the yellow robe turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

He walked dozens of steps and walked to several carriages waiting for him.

"how?"

There was an old man in the same ginger robe in the carriage.

"Same as Zheng Xiu expected."

The cultivator wearing a yellow robe said, "He said he wanted the heads of Nangong Cheng and Nangong Ruoli."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, "So according to Zheng Xiu's expectations, Nangong Shen would not betray the Nangong family. His words like this only made us mistakenly think that he would accept our conditions. He just needed us to provide some proof. But he would use all his strength to escape next."

The old man had just finished speaking, and there were already screams of exclamations on the road in front of the restaurant.

Two carriages galloped at an astonishing speed, and they crashed into the restaurant with the carriage.

boom!

The restaurant collapsed.

Smoke and dust are everywhere.

Nangong Shen disappeared like a ghost in this collapsed restaurant.

His figure was very fast.

In the eyes of all those who knew him in Changling City before, he was not even a practitioner.

However, his figure at this time was faster than most of the cultivators in the city.

Instead of escaping towards the streets where his wife and children are, he fled in the completely opposite direction.

He will not escape from this city, but he will hide in this city and see the next changes before talking about it.

However, his ghostly figure stopped quickly.

Just at the entrance of the alley opposite him, there was a practitioner with barefoots on his back.

His body was slightly stiff.

It was at this moment,

At the entrance of the alley behind him, a practitioner with barefoot and carrying a fish basket appeared.

Several cats were screaming on the roof tiles on both sides.

Several thin wild cats appeared in his sight.

These wild cats with faint fireworks in their eyes came from smelling the fishy smell.

The fishy smell on these two practitioners carrying fish baskets on their bodies was very strong.

As for murderous aura, it does not work for these wild cats.

Looking at the faint fire in the eyes of these wild cats, Nangong Shen inexplicably thought of himself who had just entered this city many years ago.

At that time, he was also looking at the city with a faint fire.

He needs a chance.

You need to grab any piece of meat that appears in front of you.

But his body was empty, without any extra money, and even his stomach was empty, so hungry that he was so hungry that he was sore.

That extreme feeling of hunger can easily make people forget their fear.

But now he can't do it.

Now he has forgotten the feeling of hunger.

His body trembled slightly.

laugh!

A flying sword rushed out of his sleeve, flew out against the shadow under the tiles of the alley on the left, drawing a strange arc in the air, stabbing the back of the head of the cultivator who blocked his way forward.

The practitioner threw up the fish basket very simply.

It was like catching fish in a fish basket, he easily covered the flying sword with a fish basket.

Nangong Shen's five fingers of his right hand trembled sharply in his sleeves, but the flying sword trembled in the fish basket, but it could not rush out of the fish basket at all.

The sky and earth in front of him turned dark.

A fish basket full of fishy smell fell down and fell on his head.

His head exploded in this fish basket.

No one talked to him.

From beginning to end, these two practitioners carrying fish baskets only took action silently.

After killing him, the two practitioners carrying fish baskets did not care about the headless corpse that fell to the ground.

Warm blood flowed on the ground.

The wild cats on the tiles on both sides became restless and restless.

This is not the taste they expect.
Chapter completed!