When the murderer of Xiaoxiao was found, no one could believe that it was Ling Gaoyuan. It was a great blow to the Nangong couple. As the saying goes, raising a tiger is just a disaster.

At this point, Nangong Yunmu decided not to say anything to Hou Qingrou, and of course he didn't want to say anything. Although Ling Gaoyuan was his close nephew, Xiaoxiao was his daughter. His anger and sadness were conceivable.

puff!

Seeing Ling Gaoyuan being carried out of the courtyard gate, Nangong Yunmu sprayed out a mouthful of blood, covering his chest with his hands, and his handsome face, his face became much more haggard at this moment.

"master"

You Hong held Nangong Yunmu, and Hou Qingrou, who had already walked into the mourning hall, turned her back to him and spoke again: "Butler You, help the master down and rest."

"Yes," You Hong responded. The lady seemed to no longer care about the things she had just happened. She helped Nangong Yunmu and was about to leave.

But after walking a few steps, he waited behind Qingrou and said in a deep voice: "Butler You, Yang Ding and others ignore the rules and etiquette of the family, and are disrespectful to Xiaoxiao. The death penalty can be avoided. His cultivation and other people are deposed and expelled from the Nangong Courtyard!"

You Hong was stunned and then said to himself: You can't escape. Since the miss something happened, the master said less in the Nangong courtyard. The lady said more. It seemed that the master was also extremely afraid of the lady. This was not a good sign. He glanced at Nangong Yunmu secretly and saw that he had no expression on his face.

He helped Nangong Yunmu leave the mourning hall, and You Hong was nervous all the way. He couldn't help but say, "Master, there are many things in the past two days. You must take good care of yourself. If you have any questions, please tell me to do it for you."

"Butler You, send someone to Boyang Mountain."

Nangong Yunmu looked serious. Today, Hou Qingrou had already expressed dissatisfaction with him. Mu Xiao killed Hou Zhengfeng, and this revenge must be avenged. Just after Mu Xiao moved, he was quite moved by the Black Meng Club. Since that's the case, I'll take it all in one fell swoop.

"Master, are you?" You Hong was surprised. Although the Tiandao Society has a close cooperation with Nangong Courtyard, it has been a period of time since the president of the Tiandao Society was in seclusion. At this time, the master wanted to send someone to Boyang Mountain. Should he ask the Tiandao Society to assist in the arrest of Mu Xiao?

"I heard that the free tribe is the place where Mu Xiao cares the most. I want to see what will happen if he does not have the free tribe. In addition, it is probably not a coincidence that Hanhai Pavilion announced his departure from the Heavenly Dao Society. He must send additional personnel to monitor and report to me every move."

Nangong Yunmu Leng said, thinking in his heart: I want Tianyuan’s surname to be Nangong.

"Yes, Master..."

You Hong was about to continue talking, but he raised his hand to stop him and sighed to the sky: "Xiaoxiao, it's time to be buried in peace."

After saying that, Nangong Yunmu stepped into the bedroom, You Hong bowed deeply to the inside at the door, and everything had begun to change.

...

In Dilong Village, Mu Xiao sat at the table, looking at the kitchen from time to time, and the lonely old man opposite him was gnawing on his chicken legs.

"Old man, Uncle Qiao is really okay?" Mu Xiao stretched out his head and asked in a low voice. This was the third time he had asked since he entered the door.

The old man lonely man threw the chicken leg bones on the ground and wiped his hands and mouth and said, "Come in for a while. I have asked many times. Do we still have food to eat if he wants something? If you don't eat, go back to the house and don't lose my appetite."

"...you"    , Mu Xiao was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but asked a few more questions, as for how popular he was?

At this time, Qiao Sangang walked out of the kitchen. When he saw Mu Xiao coming, he smiled and could not see anything unusual.

Mu Xiao stood up a little guilty and said, "Uncle Qiao, that..."

"You mean in the woods, aren't you? Hi, nothing happened, but I was a little confused at the time. When I came back, I thought, wasn't it just a bad person? I just thought he was a chicken." Qiao San said happily and sat down: "Come for dinner, I can't figure it out, the lonely old man will not starve to death."

"San'er, is it like I, Gu Duyun, can't find someone to eat?"

When the old man lonely man heard the beard, he glared at him and scolded, "I underestimated him to come here. Didn't he live a good life before he came here? But when he looked back, he really encountered someone who could cook with Qiao San."

Qiao Sanyile smiled and said, "Okay, I have to practice my skills after eating."

"Practice the Kung Fu?" Mu Xiao was surprised. When did Qiao San practice the Kung Fu? Isn't he a chef?

"From today on, Qiao San will be my disciple of Gu Duyun. Mu Xiao dares to be neglected at all, just don't give me face. Did you hear it?" Gu Du's voice elongated and looked at Mu Xiao.

Mu Xiao complained secretly, when did he bully him? This is obviously nonsense. Looking at the old man who is lonely, he must keep Uncle Qiao by his side to cook before accepting him as his disciple.

Mu Xiao pretended to be afraid and said, "I dare not, I dare not."

"Eat, I will teach you something after eating." The lonely old man rolled his eyes and glanced at him, picked up the bowl to sweep the rice.

When Mu Xiao heard this, he immediately said, "You want to accept me as your disciple?"

Although Mu Xiao has secrets, he has no guidance from experts, and some things cannot be understood thoroughly. It would not be a bad thing to have a master. Especially for an unfathomable master like Old Man Gu, why not do it as a master?

"You think beautifully. Qiao San is my closed disciple. You are not qualified!" The old man lonely and lonely looked at Mu Xiao with disgust on his face.

Mu Xiao suddenly became angry. Why is I, Mu Xiao, also a martial arts genius? How could I tolerate the old man looking down on me so much?

He glared with his eyes and said in a furious look: "Old man, why am I a martial arts genius too? Do you just dislike me so much?"

"Take it down, that is, in Tianyuan, if you are like you, it is not enough to put your shoes outside for others to carry. The lonely old man looked at Mu Xiao, not only disliked him, but also disliked him.

Mu Xiao suddenly remembered Yi Qiu from Liaocheng, and suddenly lost his temper. At this moment, there seemed to be no other way to cover up his guilt except to digging rice.

"Master, why don't you always take Mu Xiao away? I have a companion to practice martial arts together, right? Look at him running around all day, it's so pitiful." Qiao San pleaded with mercy, and Mu Xiao was moved.

But the old man Gu Du didn't buy it. He put the chopsticks on the table and hummed, "I won't eat anymore, hurry up and put the bowls to practice."

Qiao San's neck shrank, how dare he continue? After Ding Dingdang packed the bowl, he slipped into the room to practice.

The lonely old man moved the stool to Mu Xiao, looked at Mu Xiao with a smile and said, "Boy, does Nangong Xiaoxiao's death have anything to do with you?"

"Old man, do you think I am that kind of person?" Mu Xiao immediately retorted.

The old man lonely still disbelief: "It's rumored that you broke into Nangong courtyard and killed Nangong Xiaoxiao in order to revenge."

The rumors are terrible. Although Mu Xiao hated Nangong Yunmu, he could not blame his daughter. Besides, with his current strength, he would not dare to break into the Nangong courtyard. If this old man couldn't figure it out, it would be a waste of time.

"What do you think?" Mu Xiao asked deliberately.

The old man lonely shook his head gently and said, "It's unlikely. I won't dare to go there if I give you ten courage. I can't come back even if I go."

"That may not be true, it's just that I don't need to kill his daughter, but I have sent the real murderer back for them." Mu Xiao smiled mysteriously.

Then he said everything that happened today. After hearing this, the old man laughed: "You are trying to anger that boy Nangong Yunmu to death."

After a pause, the old man alone raised his head and said, "Nangong Yunmu, that boy, has been in the sword master for five or six years, and I'm afraid that his strength is not as good as his wife!"

Mu Xiao Wenyan frowned. Nangong Yunmu's martial arts are even more powerful than him?

"His wife is better than him?" Mu Xiao asked looking forward to the lonely old man.

"What's strange about this? A strong woman and a weak man does not affect love. Besides, Hou Qingrou is just an ordinary woman in Liaocheng, and it is difficult to have a powerful family on the list. His brother Hou Zhengfeng has always been a poison..."

"Wait a minute..." Mu Xiao interrupted the old man Gu Du's words. "You said Hou Zhengfeng is her brother? Why didn't you tell me before?"

"Didn't you ask?" said the old man lonely and scoundrel.

Mu Xiao tried hard to recall that he didn't seem to ask them what their relationship was. If Hou Zhengfeng was Mrs. Nangong's eldest brother, then killing Hou Zhengfeng himself would not only offend Ji Ling, but also offend Mrs. Nangong, and life would be difficult.

Mu Xiao's face was covered in darkness, and he was frowning at this time. The lonely old man beside him looked at him sideways and laughed coldly: "Aren't you afraid of heaven and earth? You are messing around in Tianyuan. Even if you don't kill Hou Zhengfeng, you will lead Hei Meng to penetrate the east of the city by yourself. Nangong Yunmu is destined to get rid of you. Although he has never shown up, you have long been a thorn in his eyes."

"Old man, this is your fault. You asked me to let go of my hands and feet!" Mu Xiao said simply roguely.

The lonely old man raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is that so? When you made a big fuss in the east of the city, it seems that I haven't come yet?"

As soon as these words were said, Mu Xiao was speechless. Indeed, he was still working hard at that time, but he didn't expect that he would have so many things to do behind his back. Hei Meng penetrated the east of the city, which was to break the Nangong Courtyard's strategy of checking and balancing the Tianyuan. Even if Wan Shaohong was doing behind the scenes in the west of the city, Mu Xiao couldn't guarantee that he knew everything.

"Do you think Wan Shaohong is prepared for Nangong Courtyard?"

"That's natural. The Wanjia can be the overlord of the west side of the city. Of course, there are old things that are enough to compete with the Nangong Courtyard." The old man of loneliness said affirmatively: "But Tianyuan has the rules of Tianyuan. As long as it is not too much, these old things will not come out."

"There are old things behind them, so you are always my old thing, Mu Xiao, right?" Mu Xiao joked.

Gu Du Damn suddenly ran away: "Get out, those old things are what? I, Gu Du Yun, are also the ancestors of those old things. If it weren't for my poor granddaughter, who would have the mother to like you? But I said that I can only protect you from death and not help you kill people."

As for the same thing, Mu Xiao can make trouble everywhere. The old man can protect his life without worries, but it doesn't exist to ask him to help cause trouble. Since that's the case, Mu Xiao would say nothing, but the free tribe is now targeted by the Heavenly Daohui. It should not be too much to ask him to do a favor, right?

"Old man, let me tell you something serious."

"If you have farts, let it go"

"I want to invite you to live in the free tribe for a while." Mu Xiao said directly.

"Don't go!"

The old man lonely refused with just one word, thinking, just kidding, you go as soon as you say, it seems so cheap, I listen to you everything, how shameless I am.

Mu Xiao turned his head to look at the old man Lonely, as if he was looking forward to continuing to talk. He stood up, walked around the old man Lonely, and sniffed: "Old man, you haven't smelled the wine on you for so long. The drunken dreamer of the free tribe is famous for being far and wide. You should have drunk it, right?"

"Drunk Dreamer?" The old man's eyes lit up. Didn't Qiao San buy him a few days ago? Thinking about how drunk he has been, he is still impressed.

"Yes, Zui Mengren has it every day, but you have to help me train some experts." Mu Xiao directly explained that he was asked to train some secret guards.
Chapter completed!