0501. Two Heads

Two red suns, one behind the other, rise slowly on the eastern horizon.

After dawn, the morning mist dispersed.

A new day has arrived.

For the Northern Song Dynasty, this day may be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Because the most beautiful woman in the empire, the most beautiful pearl in the empire, is about to be forced to marry the head of the Nangong family.

One is a twenty-nine-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, and the other is an old man with many wives and concubines, but he is also known as a romantic man.

For any woman, such a marriage is undoubtedly a disaster.

In the palace, there are lights and colorful lights everywhere.

The disciples of the Nangong family were all beaming with joy. Going in and out of the palace was like walking in a busy city.

Nangong Chunliang occupied the Magpie Nest and completely occupied the palace. The Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty was forced to dedicate the palace as a wedding venue.

In the past few days, members of the Nangong family and some disciples of the sects who were attached to the Nangong family had entered and exited the palace at will, causing a lot of troubles. There were even reports of palace maids being insulted, and even some concubines of the Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty. The princesses were all molested, and the news spread and caused an uproar, but the Northern Song Dynasty royal family was helpless.

Two hundred and forty-nine-year-old Nangong Chunliang, dressed in red robe, stood at the entrance of Qinzheng Hall, overlooking the palace, and felt a sense of leisurely pleasure in his heart.

Today is extremely important for him and the entire Nangong family.

He has absolute confidence in his son.

The Nangong family had been dormant for thousands of years, and finally it soared into the sky as they wished.

The number one martial artist in the world appeared in the Nangong family.

And he, the head of the family, has the opportunity to become the first being in the history of China mainland to be above the three major empires. Just thinking about it makes people tremble with excitement.

The sun rises in the east.

"Master, the Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty and others have been waiting outside the palace as you asked, and will go with the car to pick up the bride." A young man with a red sand mark between his eyebrows, a capable temperament, wearing black clothes , came over and reported respectfully.

He is Zhang Yu, Nangong Chunliang’s eldest disciple.

"Is Yu'er back?" Nangong Chunliang asked.

Zhang Yu said: "The master's flying boat went out last night and had not returned in the early morning."

Nangong Chunliang smiled and said: "Before the war, if Yu'er could still be so leisurely and elegant, he must be sure of victory. Don't worry about it, he won't miss today's events... Let's go."

Experts from the Nangong family gathered together.

Hundreds of people gathered around Nangong Chunliang and arrived at the gate of the palace.

The Human Emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty, with gray hair on his temples, had a sad look on his face and stood waiting at the door as if he were a follower. The other members of the royal family, who dared to be angry and dare not speak out, followed the master of the Nangong family on foot, as if they were servants.

Along the way, there was a buzz of people.

The powerful men from various major sects and aristocratic families who came to watch the ceremony were lined up on the street to watch the ceremony. There were tens of thousands of people in the martial arts world alone. Plus a large number of people from the Northern Song Dynasty who were forced to come to watch the ceremony. The streets could be said to be... There were huge crowds of people, and the scale was extremely grand.

For any Northern Song Dynasty person, today is undoubtedly a day of humiliation.

Soon, the Palace of the Eight Sages was in sight.

The entire palace, half a month ago, had been completely controlled and surrounded by the forces of the Nangong family, and only one could enter and not leave.

"Hahaha, the head of the family has already arrived, why don't you see the bride coming out to greet her husband?" Nangong Chunliang's arrogance was a bit too much.

In fact, he did this deliberately for everyone to see, and he wanted to use this method to stimulate Li Mu. He believed that Li Mu must be here today, perhaps hiding in the crowd, waiting for an opportunity to save people.

He wanted to use this method to attack Li Mu's martial arts aspirations.

It feels really good to rise to the top based on the reputation of a martial arts legend.

The Eight Wise Kings slowly walked out of the gate with the people in the mansion.

"Hey, Lao Taishan went out to greet me personally, why don't you see the princess?" Nangong Chunliang walked forward with a smile on his face and said, "Didn't I tell you that the princess should come out to greet me in person in her wedding clothes? You haven't even gotten along yet, so you don't want to listen to your husband?"

The Eight Wise Kings looked livid and did not speak.

Zhao Ji, who was dressed in white, finally couldn't help it and said: "Master Nangong, why do you have to be so aggressive? Since ancient times, where has there been any reason for letting newcomers come out to greet them in person? Are you trying to humiliate the princess on purpose?"

Nangong Chunliang's eyes fell on Zhao Ji: "Who are you?"

"Zhao Ji of the Northern Song Dynasty."

Hearing this, Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and said, "Oh, I've heard of it. It's rumored that there was a fool named Zhao Ji in the Northern Song Dynasty. He was originally a talent in the Northern Song Dynasty. He once won the top prize. Unfortunately, he was greedy for beauty and had unrequited love for several years. The princess gave up her great future and became a funny pug in this woman's lap...it's really sad."

Zhao Ji looked angrily and said, "It's better than the Nangong family who bullies the weak and takes things by force."

"Here comes the sword." Nangong Chunliang stretched out his hand.

Zhang Yu presented a simple ancient sword.

Nangong Chunliang held the sword in his hand and said calmly: "This sword is the sword of Dao Ling, the head of the Qingcheng Sect of Shenzong in the Northern Song Dynasty. Dao Ling was stationed in Xuankong Mountain and was ungrateful and had few helpers. He did not obey the orders of our Nangong family and was killed. I, Qilin'er Nangong Yu, beheaded Xuankong Mountain, Qingcheng Sect was destroyed, and the sword came into my hands. Just what you just said is enough to kill you ten thousand times. However, I think you were once considered a talent. If so, If you can take my sword, I won't kill you today."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Ji's answer, he slashed out with his sword.

The air parted like butter.

Zhao Ji's expression changed drastically, and he felt that the shadow of death was coming instantly.

He had passed the literary examination at that time and only learned martial arts later. How could he be an opponent of Nangong Chunliang, the head of a thousand-year-old family? How could he be punished with just one sword?

puff!

The sword light struck Zhao Ji's body.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and like a broken paper kite, he flew backwards for dozens of meters and fell down at the gate of the Eighth Sage Prince's Mansion.

Nangong Chunliang sheathed his sword, smiled, and said: "I suddenly changed my mind. Today is a big day and it is not appropriate to kill people. I will spare your life and let you see how I enter the bridal chamber with your unrequited love woman. Haha...here comes someone." , hang him at the door of the palace for me."

The Eight Wise Kings couldn't bear it any longer and took a step forward, saying: "Master Nangong, enough is enough."

Nangong Chunliang smiled slightly and said, "Old Taishan, please step back. I don't want to hurt your friendship today."

The Eight Wise Kings stood in front of the seriously injured Zhao Ji and said angrily: "Hmph, is there any peace left between you and me?"

"Haha, you are so old, why are you still so ignorant? There are some things that should be said, and some things that should not be said." Nangong Chunliang returned the sword to its sheath, his eyes gradually becoming colder.

The Eight Wise King seemed to have made up his mind and refused to give in. He said loudly: "I've told you clearly, you can't marry Yu'er today, unless I take five steps with blood splattered, and my liver and brain are smeared in front of the gate of the palace." His expression and tone , determined to the extreme.

"Haha, you are really ignorant." Nangong Chunliang shook his head, with a smile on his face, and said: "Old guy, I'm afraid you can't stop it. It would be a pity to bury this old bone today. , I’ll give you one last chance, step back.”

The Eight Wise Kings looked resolute and showed no fear: "I said, unless I die."

Nangong Chunliang smiled contemptuously and stopped talking.

The eldest disciple Zhang Yu walked over with a sneer on his face, and with great brutality, he grabbed the Eight Wise King by the neck and dragged him to one side as if he were holding a little chicken.

The old man's neck was suffocated, he made a roaring sound, and struggled with his hands and feet.

There were other Nangong family disciples who dragged Zhao Ji up from the unconscious state. Some even came over with iron hooks. They wanted to use the barbed iron hooks to pierce his shoulder blades and hang him at the gate of the palace. .

The members of the Northern Song royal family looked humiliated.

The surrounding people of the Northern Song Dynasty became restless.

"Today, I, the Nangong family, come to dominate the world. I want to kill chickens to scare monkeys. Hey, whoever dares to disobey will be killed without mercy." Nangong Chunliang looked around, his eyes passing over the faces of countless Song people, scornfully, ridiculing, and dismissive.

His voice was like thunder, resounding around and reaching everyone's ears, saying: "Who else in the world can stop me from the Nangong family? The so-called number one martial artist in the past, the swordsman of Taibai City The god Li Mu is also in front of my son Jianfeng, hesitating, not daring to show up, not even daring to save his own woman, he is a useless person, hehe..."

As he was talking, suddenly, a figure stumbled in the direction of the palace, speeding towards him. He shouted loudly from a distance: "Master, master, something bad has happened..."

Plop!

This figure fell in front of Nangong Chunliang and said in panic: "Master, it's not good, it's not good..." It was Kong Gang, Nangong Chunliang's second disciple.

Nangong Chunliang's face showed anger and said: "Why are you so panicked? Why don't you get up...get out of the way."

His domineering words just now were interrupted before he finished speaking, the aura he created was destroyed, and anger was already burning in his heart.

This Kong Gang is usually very sensible and discerning, but why is he so reckless today.

However, Kong Gang seemed not to feel the master's anger. He looked panicked and defended in a panic: "Master, listen to me, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, I..."

Halfway through his words, Kong Gang was suddenly stunned.

He raised his head and looked at the sky in front of him, with a look of horror on his face, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing. His pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed, his whole body trembling with fear: "Master, master, master... master... …”

Nangong Chunliang was startled, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

He looked in the direction Kong Gang pointed.

Everyone is looking in this direction.

But at some point, a tall and thin man like a bamboo pole carrying a piece of clothing, Feng Xu Yufeng, stood in mid-air, his clothes were not moving in the wind, and behind his back was an antique erhu. He held a rectangular jade box in his hand, looking down like an immortal.

Who is this person?

In front of the palace, there were so many masters from the Nangong family, and there were also strong men from all walks of life, all giants in martial arts, but no one noticed when this tall and thin man like a bamboo pole appeared. .

"Master Nangong?" The tall and thin man with a tall bamboo pole and a handsome figure landed on the ground and stared at Nangong Chunliang.

Nangong Chunliang frowned and said: "Your Excellency is..."

"Taibaicheng Daolu Dao servant, I would like to give you a big gift." The tall and thin bamboo pole man said, raising his palm, the rectangular white jade box, as light as a feather, fluttered towards Nangong Chunliang. .

"Taibai City? Daolu?" Nangong Chunliang reacted.

He sent out a gentle force to catch the jade box, held it in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Are you from Li Mu? Why doesn't Li Mu himself come? Haha, what a big gift, are you afraid? If you are, just come. My Nangong family will personally admit defeat and be a slave for a hundred years, maybe I can let him go..."

With that said, he opened the jade box.

A pungent smell of blood hit his face.

"This is..." Nangong Chunliang's expression changed drastically.

There are two heads inside.

A nangong cloud.

A Nangong Yu.

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