Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

Especially in the first battle with Shi Jun, Nangong Wang's injury has not recovered.

However, the old man chose to make a breakthrough.

Soon, the amazing breath came out of the back mountain, rose slowly, and finally floated in the air. When the old figure looked at the younger generation, it fell back to Nangong Ming.

"Father."

Nangong Ming said respectfully.

At the same time, nearly 100 Nangong people all lowered their heads.

"All right, all right." Nangong Wang is not tall. Now he is old, and his body is even more shriveled, like a gust of wind can blow down, but standing there, he doesn't move. It makes people feel like a mountain. He can only look up.

He kindly raised his hand, indicating that Nangong Ming and others didn't need to pay much attention to etiquette.

When most of the people got on the bus and waited quietly, Nangong Ming couldn't help looking at Nangong with a bitter smile

"Father, why are you..."

He knew in his heart that if his father didn't make a breakthrough, he would have more than ten years to live, but it's too late to say that now.

Nangong Wang smiles indifferently, as if he might die at any time. It's not like him. He looks at Nangong Ming and says:

"One must die."

"I've lived 200 years. I've already lived enough. Now I have a chance to fight for the lower world."

"Though I die, I have no regrets."

"Cough."

As soon as he spoke, Nangong Wang coughed twice and frowned faintly. He could feel that he had just broken through and his body was about to split.

It's killing me.

After all, it's old.

With a long sigh in his heart, he remembered in a trance that when he was young, the hand of the upper world was not so long. At that time, the word "guard" was engraved on the door tablets of the great hermit families.

……

"Father, what does this guard mean?"

Ten year old boy raised his hand naively and pointed to the big character road behind Nangong on the plaque.

"Ha ha."

The middle-aged man standing in front of him gave a bright smile, reached out his hand and touched his head. His expression was deep in thought, and he gradually said seriously:

"From ancient times to the present, those who guard one side are all great generals who have been passed down through the ages with their brave and valiant celebrities."

"In order to control all the enemies from outside, we should guard the rear area and keep it peaceful."

The teenage boy didn't understand the meaning of these words. He just thought his father was very handsome when he said these words, so he waved his little fist and said happily:

"In the future, nawang'er, like his father, will protect the safety of the warrior."

"Good, good."

Listening to the young but firm voice of the child, the middle-aged people happily caress their hands and laugh.

……

After all, I didn't fulfill my promise.

Nangong Ming holds him to the car. Nangong looks at his mind wandering outside the sky and thinks, with a faint bitter smile.

Over the past two hundred years, he has witnessed with his own eyes that the spiritual power of the lower world is becoming more and more exhausted. Once all the warriors break through the king of Wu, it will be difficult for them to move forward.

The hands of those people in the upper boundary are getting longer and longer. In the end, this hand has erased the word "guard" from their guard clan.

Hehe, hermit family, the word hermit, to put it bluntly, doesn't it mean that these people, don't meddle in and ask for trouble?

However, no matter those families who sincerely submit or those like Nangong family, they all follow the wishes of Lei lingzong and other sects.

After all, if there are no cultivation resources, they may not even be able to keep wuzun's realm. If there is no wuzun in the lower world, they will have to watch whatever Lei lingzong wants to do.

Moreover, not only they, but also the whole southwest martial arts need a lot of cultivation resources.

However, even though they still keep their original intention, it's a pity that in the eyes of those martial arts at the bottom, they have already become the running dogs of the upper world.

Nangong Wang is bitter and astringent. He is not human at both ends

Fortunately, all this is in the past.

Nangong ming helped him into the car. Nangong Wang suddenly recovered and said, "wait a minute."

Nangong Ming, who really wanted to let people drive, was stunned. Then, the old man trembled and raised the wooden battle in his hand. Although the action was slow, he firmly wrote something in the air.

The spiritual power is surging.

As the old man contentedly stopped, many Nangong people looked away and found that there were two words on the plaque of their Nangong house

Guard.

Most young people don't understand.

Only the Nangong family, many of the older generation, are crying like children.

Wronged for a lifetime, now, their Nangong family can finally straighten their spine and tell all the lower martial arts.

Guarding the family, the Nangong family in Southwest China, is back!

——The other side of China. The Liao family. Between the leisure court and the waterside pavilion, Liao Xian, who came back from the south of the Yangtze River, sat idly by the river, quietly enjoying the lotus. Midsummer is a good time to enjoy flowers. After a trip to the south of the Yangtze River, Liao Xian swears that even if the sky collapses in the future, he will not be allowed to leave such a leisurely life behind. Love who who, even if the outside upset the day, it has nothing to do with him. All of a sudden“ Grandson A face that bothered him didn't know when it came to him. With a wrinkled face, Liao called with a smile“ What are you doing? " Just looking at his grandfather's picture, Liao Xian's calm heart rippled. A feeling of sadness spread all over his mind, which made him sigh. It's not good to be born with a Taoist heart. Even if the old man didn't say anything, he already had a premonition. Sometimes, being too smart is not necessarily a good thing. Liao Xian pretended to be a fool now. He didn't see anything. He said impatiently, "my Lord, if you come back from Jiangnan, you won't disturb me. Will you let your grandson just enjoy the flowers for a while?"“ Good, good. " Master Liao nodded repeatedly. After he agreed, he really stayed aside and didn't say a word. However, he did not open his mouth, and Liao Xian had no idea to appreciate the flowers. After a long time, seeing that the old man would not leave, he had to say, "come on, what's the matter with you?" Old man Liao said with a smile that being a grandfather can't cure your grandson, and he didn't talk nonsense. He immediately said, "I heard that someone from the upper world has come again..." listening, Liao Xian was surprised and sighed: sure enough. It's just that he can't understand why the old man is so old that he doesn't enjoy his leisure. What is he doing with the fun? what's more. Liao Xian grabs the old man's wrist as soon as he reaches out his hand. Although his medical skill is not as good as that of the old rascal, it's not bad either. He is born with a good mind. He can learn everything quickly and easily. Soon, after checking the old man's body, he seldom got serious and said, "I don't advise you. I know I can't persuade you."“ But you should understand that if you go out again with your body, you will probably never come back... "