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    Nangong Liu was obviously forced to retreat steadily by her, so he could only coax him: "Okay, of course I love you, but this matter needs to be discussed in the long run. Let's follow what we said earlier. You first use the order of the head to let Jiang Dong  Tangqiu hides in the Confucian school, and after the two factions merge, we will"

    "No way!" Qi Liangji said, her eyes were a little red, "Back then I I believed you, what happened? You turned around and married Rong Yan This time it won't work! You have to give me a promise  So, will you marry me or not?"

    ""

    Seeing him hesitate, she was even more annoyed, she shouted: "Nangong Liu, how long do you want mother-in-law? I can personally kill my husband for you and me - what about you?! Don't you even dare to nod your head?  !"

    "ah!"

    Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

    Xue Zhengyi was also extremely surprised, and said to Mrs. Wang in a low voice: "The former head of Jiangdong Hall was killed by her?"

    This time Jiang Dongtang is also missing the sky. Although the former head is dead, there are still many of his old subordinates in the sect, not to mention his two brothers.

    "Did you kill brother?"

    "You, how can you bear it! Although he is more than ten years older than you, he treats you very well, you¡ªyou femme fatale! You give back my elder brother's life!"

    There are quarrels and fights here, but the flames are still raging over there. A pair of shocking fragments are broken and unfolded. In the infinitely bright light, all the foul-smelling and invisible past events are all put together.  in front of the world.  These things are not only about the Confucianism School, but are related to almost all sects in the upper cultivation world, and have something to do with countless famous scholars who came to the Confucianism School to attend the meeting.

    After Jiangdong Hall, Wusai Temple, Huohuang Pavilion, Bitanzhuangeven the Kunlun Snow Palace, which has always been out of the dust, have all the scandals of high-ranking disciples and elders being pointed out one by one.  In addition to Nangong Xu's own memories, and the memories he collected from all over the years, they were all presented naked in front of everyone.

    Among them, there is even a record of the collusion between Nangong Liu and the former abbot of Wubei Temple, Master Tianchan¡ª¡ª

    "Master, tomorrow is the Lingshan Conference. Winning or losing is extremely important to me. My father already thinks I'm stupid. If I lose to my younger brother again at the grand conference, then I'm afraid I really have no chance of being the head of the clan."  .¡±

    "Nangong benefactor, don't panic. Do you remember all the spell scrolls that the old monk handed over to you earlier?"

    "I remember it well."

    Tianchan master Nian Xu smiled and said: "Then tomorrow, you don't need to worry about winning or losing, just use all the spells on the scroll with all your strength, and my brother will naturally not be your opponent."

    Nangong Liu was puzzled and said: "This junior is dull, so please explain clearly to the master."

    "The magic scroll is the secret technique created by Lingdi Nangongxu. He practiced diligently and determined to show his prowess at the Lingshan Conference."

    "Ah." Nangong Liu was extremely surprised, "Since Brother Xu created it, then I then how could I use his spells to defeat him?"

    Master Tianchan smiled slightly: "Nangong Xu is a lonely person. After studying this spell, he never wants to communicate with others. He hides in the cave and works hard day and night. He said that this spell is created by himself. Who will believe it?"

    ""

    "It's different for you, Nangong benefactor. With me and the fourth palace lord of Treading Snow Palace as guarantors, as long as we all say that we have seen you perform this spell, and you bite to death again, this spell is the result of your painstaking research.  Even if my younger brother is eloquent, he still can't escape the crime of 'stealing my brother's unique celestial art'."

    Master Tianchan said calmly.

    "Once the reputation is dirty, it will be criticized by thousands of people, and there will never be a day of recovery. What is the use of winning the leader of the conference?"

    "So that's how it is" Nangong Liu suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he was enlightened, and clasped his fists, "Thank you, Master, for pointing out the maze! After the junior succeeds to the throne, I will live up to the covenant with the Master.  ¡ª¡ªBe a good friend for a hundred years!"

    The rolling scroll that illuminated the night, tearing the scars of all the people Xu Shuanglin hated and those who had offended him, in front of everyone's eyes.  Both the monks and the common people near the Confucianism Gate were all attracted by the flickering fire, and saw all the smelly and ugly lice buried under the robes.

    When breaking the gate of the ghost world, Xu Shuanglin Zeng Can said with a smile:

    "I'm going to break all of your hearts."

    It wasn't until this moment that everyone in Porridge realized what the real meaning of his words was.

    Nangong Xu, in the name of Shuanglin Elder, has been dormant in the Confucianism School for so many years, and what he intends is not only to destroy the Confucianism Seventy-two City, a century-old foundation.

    What he wants to destroy is all??I have been under this pagoda for a long time, and I still have lingering fears about Taoists, so I fled to the East China Sea without staying for long, but the billowing waves it set off cannot be underestimated.  The wave was several feet high, and the originally safe place was instantly set ablaze.

    Xue Zhengyi, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, immediately shouted: "Run -! Run!"

    All of a sudden, the bricks and sand fell, and after he finished his roar, the iron fan carried Mrs. Wang and fled towards the distance, and the rest of the monks also fled, but some of them fought like a raging fire, fighting to the death, such as Qi Liangji and her own sect.  The elders of the group had no time to escape, and they didn't even want to escape. At the moment when they were engulfed by the fire, what they had in their eyes was still the faces of the two sides shining with deep hatred

    Just like that, it disappeared.

    Nangong Si turned over and jumped onto Naobaijin, and reached out to Ye Wangxi: "Come up quickly!" Then he looked back at Chu Wanning next to him: "Grandmaster¡ªyou also¡ª"

    "If you can't carry it, you go first."

    "But¡­¡­"

    Mo Ran took the opportunity to make a decisive decision, and said to Nangong Si: "Go! I will take Master Yujian out!"

    Seeing that the fire was getting closer and closer at a terrifying speed, Nangong cursed secretly, hugged Ye Wangxi from behind, and disappeared into the night together with her on the demon wolf.

    The trees are falling down one after another, the orange forest is burning and making a harsh crackling sound, and there is a strange sound of citrus in the wind. Without delay, Mo Ran summons the long sword of the deed, and together with Chu Wanning and the two of them, they move towards the front where the fire has not burned.  place to avoid.

    Behind him, the nobles of Confucianism, who have been splendid for a hundred years, are like the vast expanse of towers, verandahs, and magnificent grasslands, all of which are destroyed overnight in this billowing flame.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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