wear it lord god

Chapter 638 Demon Sect Leader 32
This time Ye Hongling was very angry, she clearly could hit the demon girl this time, but in the end she sent a plaque and fooled her.

He raised his fist again: "What broken plaque, I will smash it."

"No nonsense!" Now the old man also lost his temper.This is a plaque given by the Demon Sect. Many decent martial arts sects have received plaques, some from officials, some from the common people, and even some from the imperial court.But has anyone received a gift from the Devil's Cult?

Nangong Ao looked at the plaque: "Find a place to hang it."

Nan Gongde asked: "Where does father think it is better to hang it?"

Nangong Ao thought for a while: "Let's hang it next to the good virtue and good fortune."

The plaque of "Great virtue carries good fortune" was written by the ancestor of the Nangong family who became the leader of the martial arts alliance. It has a history of more than 100 years, and it needs to be renovated every once in a while.

Nan Gongde asked: "Then what about the piece of Fushou Kangning inscribed by my father?"

Hanging next to it is the "Fushou Kangning" mentioned by Nangong Ao on his [-]th birthday. It is rare for people to reach their [-]s, especially martial arts people. They seem to be in good health. , Hang a lottery, and you will die.If you are virtuous and blessed, if you mention a word and make it into a plaque and hang it, it will naturally bless your descendants.

Nangong Ao frowned slightly, and his two white beards twisted slightly: "There is no need to ask, hang it next to it if there is space, and find another place to hang it if you don't have time."

Well, the plaque given by the Demon Sect is better than the one written by the old man himself, and it was placed directly next to the plaque of the ancestor who was the leader of the martial arts.

Ye Hongling despised: "It's just such an ugly word, and you're not a famous artist, why should you stand shoulder to shoulder with the patriarch?"

Just because they were sent by the Demon Sect, a decent family pays attention to reputation.The Sky Puppet Sect is an old demon sect with a history of more than 300 years. Before the Nangong family bought this mountain and established a villa, the ancestors of the Sky Puppet Sect had already dominated the martial arts with the help of the Sky Puppet; , no one dared to provoke.Those who dared were either poisoned to death by the sky puppet, or their necks were wrung directly by the sky puppet, and their death was uglier than the sky puppet.

Seeing that her opinion was useless, the two heads of the Nangong family ignored her, Ye Hongling stomped her feet angrily, and asked Mrs. Nangong for help: "Biao Aunt~"

Mrs. Nangong didn't want to care about these nonsense matters. She heard that her son was fine, she patted Ye Hongling's hand lightly, seemingly coaxing her but understating her foolishness: "Don't meddle in the affairs of the elders. You can rest assured." Just wait for Yi Yun to come back."

Now Ye Hongling could only grind her teeth in anger.

It is said that Ling Chi Palace brought 20 people, after discussing, 40 people were sent to pick up Nangong Yiyun.If the injury is serious, stay there and bring it back when the injury is better.

So when the "model of decency" was carefully hung up in the main hall, forty disciples with the strongest martial arts rode horses and drove carts, and went out in a mighty way.

Because it was on a road, I happened to meet the Heavenly Puppet Sect who was going back.Nianzai sent a plaque to the Tianpuppet Sect, and also made a big publicity for the Nangong family. The people of the Nangong family and the Tianpuppet Sect were separated by a distance, and walked together.

Along the way, there were people who were eyeing the Heavenly Puppet Sect, and when they saw the sign of the Nangong family not far away, they didn't dare to do it easily.And the story of the Tianpuppet Sect adopting abandoned babies and sending plaques to the Nangong family has already spread, and it is possible to "reform evil and return to righteousness".

Sometimes martial arts are just like ordinary people, and they have to be moral when doing things.All the Heavenly Puppet Sects are abandoned babies or their offspring that their parents didn't want, so why make things difficult for them?

Xi Ning smiled secretly, this is, who said weak is weak chicken?Weakness has its advantages.

Mo Ming: "Bah~"

Finally in town.In order to take care of Nangong Yiyun, the three connected shops vacated the next one and turned it into a place to live.

After knocking on the door, a disciple from the Nangong family opened the door. Seeing that it was one of his own, he turned his head excitedly and shouted: "Second Young Master, the old man sent someone here."

Quite a few came, forty of them at once.Now this shop is not enough!
Xining said to Puppet who has been taking care of here, "Go and buy a two-story restaurant or inn."

Puppet replied immediately: "Yes, leader!"

Such a big deal, I actually went to buy it for them to have a place to live.The visitor immediately cupped his fists: "Thank you, Master Puppet!"

"Second Young Master Nangong was injured for the Heavenly Puppet Sect, that's what it should be." Xi Ning said politely.Anyway, the money was stolen from the Nangong family. Taking advantage of this time, if you start more businesses, you will gain a good reputation as a benefactor, which is not bad.

But a blocking voice came from the room: "Second Young Master, you can't get off the ground yet, oh, you're lying on the bed!"

Xining yelled: "Is it the Second Young Master who wants to see us? We'll come in right away."

A lot of people came in with a whimper, including decent demon cult members.

Nangong Yiyun with a lot of cloth wrapped around his body...the devil wants to see so many people, but only you!
Xining squeezed out a white lotus-like smile: "Second Young Master, I can finally thank you face to face. It's great to see you are still alive!" It would be nice to die, but don't die because of her, the owner can't bear the responsibility.

Uh, why do you think this sentence is weird.

Nangong Yiyun lay motionless on the bed, with a smile on his face, panting slightly, looking at the weak body, "It's just as long as the Puppet Master is safe, it's just a matter of raising my hand."

The disciples of Nangong... could do it with little effort. If Murong Qianmo didn't want to get into trouble with the Nangong family and was merciful, grass would start to grow on the grave now.

"I still want to thank the second son of Nangong, you have a good rest." Xining wanted to end the chat quickly, she can go back to the cottage, take a bath, eat a roast chicken, and sleep well: "Oh, and there is, all the medicine Don't worry about Fei, I don't want money this time."

Everyone...why do you still bring this up?
"It's okay, the Nangong family can still afford this little money." Nangong Yiyun said with a smile.

Everyone... 1 taels of silver, are you sure that the Nangong family's financial resources are really strong enough to take out 1 taels without batting an eyelid?
That's how he got hurt, wrapped up like a mummy, with a sunny, refined and handsome smile on his face.In the end, the hero's halo is still there, and it only hurts the body, not the face.Even with a face injury, he is still handsome.

Xining dismissed it casually: "I'll talk about it later, you rest first, and move to a bigger and more comfortable place later."

Just leave like this?Nangong Yiyun watched Gui Linlin leave. He would have been in a bad mood lying on the bed for a long time, but now, he was in a very good mood, so happy. This time, Gui Linlin saw that he was not wearing a mask, and he looked so beautiful.

Puppet An is very familiar with the town, and soon bought a two-story restaurant.Originally, I wanted to kill the price, but now I am eager to ask for it, and it doesn't matter if it is more than 50 taels of silver.

This house is very big, it can be used as a restaurant or an inn.But the small town is not a necessary road, and there are few people. Two inns are enough, so a restaurant is opened.

Fifty people live in the Hulala, and there are only two or three people in a small private room.

At this time, the carriage that Xi Ning was riding in was stopped, with a group of black-clothed subordinates in front of him, sitting on pear tree chairs, dressed like princes of the palace, waving his fan calmly, who else could be the one with a jade face like a flower, It was Murong Qianmo.

(End of this chapter)