Chapter 541 Transaction

"We meet again." Nangong Yi said.

Nangong Wenquan looked at his uncle suspiciously. Because of Nangong Muxin, the uncle of the family stayed at home and handled most of the things at home. When had he seen the Lord of Destruction? He had never heard that the uncle of the family had a personal relationship with the Lord of Destruction.

Su Yian understood that Nangong Yi was referring to the face in Tianji Magic Academy.

Nangong Yi was not surprised to know his identity, because he knew that in addition to the identity of the head of the Nangong family, Nangong Yi had another important identity - one of the nine sages who controlled the [Supreme Throne].

Not many people knew Nangong Yi's identity. In the whole world, there would be no more than five people. The nine sages only knew each other's existence, but did not know their specific identities.

The reason why Su Yian knew was because his uncle told him that Nangong Yi and his father Su Qiyun seemed to be good friends.

"Hello, Nangong Patriarch." Su Yian said, and then looked at Nangong Yuming lying on the ground: "Are you saving him?"

Nangong Wenquan was furious. Isn't it obvious? ! What does he want to do? Our Patriarch's uncle is here, can you still act rashly?

"After learning that you appeared in the Ten Thousand Monsters Dynasty, I understood why my second brother was determined to come to the Ten Thousand Monsters Dynasty." Nangong Yi said calmly: "I shouldn't have asked him to find that old bastard Li Qianjun."

"Then what did Li Qianjun calculate for Nangong Yuming? Will he live or die here?" Su Yian's voice was playful: "Nangong Patriarch, why don't you also tell me what you think? After all, you are still...right?"

Nangong Yi raised his eyebrows slightly: "I want to talk to you."

"Okay." Su Yian did not refuse.

Xu Qin looked at the two and said calmly: "Come with me."

Xu Qin happened to be one of the insiders who knew about the incident that happened in the northeast of Daqin two years ago.

The Destroyed King wanted to kill Nangong Yuming because he wanted revenge.

Nangong Yi wants to protect Nangong Yuming because he is his elder brother.

It is natural to avenge a lover.

It is also natural for an elder brother to protect his younger brother.

The two sides are equal in strength, so negotiations are necessary.

After sending the two into a room in the side hall, Xu Qin stood at the door and looked at the city wall in the distance.

What he is most worried about is that the two will fight. Their imperial capital cannot withstand the collision of two peak strong men.

And His Majesty the Demon King is now unable to spare his hands because of Nangong Muxin and his children.

"Senior Xu." Nangong Wenquan also came over here. Nangong Yuming had someone to take care of him, so he began to worry about the head of the family and the ruined monarch. He was also afraid that the two would fight.

Xu Qin nodded slightly to Nangong Wenquan, who looked at the door worriedly. He could not hear any sound.

"Senior Xu, do you know why the general wants to kill Uncle Yuming?" Nangong Wenquan asked, "Can't the conflict between them be eliminated?"

One is the pillar of the country, and the other is his uncle. He really doesn't want the two to conflict.

"No." Xu Qin said: "If someone killed your uncle's wife, do you think your uncle would forgive the other person?"

Nangong Wenquan was stunned, and then his face changed: "Uncle Yuming killed the lover of the god general?"

"Yeah." Xu Qin nodded: "And Nangong Yuming did a very dirty thing, two years ago..."

Nangong Wenquan was silent after listening. He didn't expect that the respected Uncle Yuming would push back a member of the Great Qin Sword in order to survive...

He didn't want to believe it, but knowing that this was the fact, he felt so uncomfortable because this stain was too dark.

Xu Qin stopped talking and looked into the distance again. He was not interested in what happened at the beginning. He just hoped that the two great gods would not fight in the palace.

In the room.

Nangong Yi walked all the way and sat directly on a futon in the front. A set of tea sets was placed on the square table. Nangong Yi began to make tea.

"I haven't made tea for a long time, please bear with me." Nangong Yi poured a cup of tea and looked at Su Yian who was still standing: "Don't you give me some face?"

Su Yian took off his mask, sat opposite Nangong Yi, and drank the tea on the table.

Nangong Yi's tea-making skills are average. After all, he is the head of the huge Nangong family. He has enough time to deal with cultivation and certain things. How can he have extra time to practice tea-making?

"It's average." Su Yian said, looking at Nangong Yi opposite, it is impossible not to have any ups and downs in his heart.

I can already be on an equal footing with the other party.

Su Yian, Nangong Yi!

Not Su Yian's nephew, Uncle Nangong!

Nangong Yi didn't care. After pouring another cup for Su Yian, he looked at this little guy who was not the most handsome, but more mature than most young people.

Even he didn't expect that there would be a magician with peak combat power before the age of 20 in the world.

And he has come all the way from a strategic magician.

Can the military magicians who have been injected with the Origin Potion continue to practice?

The sequelae of the Origin Potion have not been overcome, otherwise it would have been promoted long ago.

How did this little guy break through the shackles of the military magicians?

Su Qiyun gave birth to a good son. If it weren't for that incident fifteen years ago... it would have been sixteen years.

Thinking of this, Nangong Yi looked at Su Yian's eyes. His pupils were as black as ink, which could easily make people fall into it. The important thing is that no emotion can be seen from these eyes.

He is seeking revenge, and he has already started.

Although the death of Kutepov, the Minister of Defense of the Sislia Federation, had nothing to do with the Destroyed Monarch, for some reason, he felt that Kutepov was killed by Su Yian.

He wanted to avenge everyone who participated in the incident two years ago.

Perhaps not just two years ago, but also sixteen years ago...

He could understand what Su Yian did, but he didn't want to let it go.

Su Yian's current approach was a double-edged sword, hurting the enemy and himself.

Even more hurtful to himself.

Nangong Yi really didn't want to see Su Yian embark on this road without a future. Only hell was waiting for Su Yian ahead!

"Have you made up your mind?" Nangong Yi asked softly.

He didn't ask "must do this" because he knew this sentence had no effect.

Su Yian's experience made him more mature than his peers. It was difficult for others to persuade him to do something he had decided.

Su Yian said nothing, looking at the tea leaves rising and falling in the tea. After a while, he slowly said, "Killing someone means paying with one's life."

"Even if some of them have reformed?"

"Yes." Su Yian looked up and looked directly at Nangong Yi: "Regret is useless, no matter how important they are to the empire and the world."

"Why?"

Su Yian grinned, "Because no one has ever apologized to me."

Nangong Yi paused as he was about to pick up the teacup. Looking at the smiling young junior opposite him, he realized what he had overlooked.

Everyone wants to be kind, but they don't want to be bullied.

He recalled the experience of the young man in front of him. Su Yian's childhood was not good. His mother died and his father didn't care. He entered the Taoist sect to learn skills at the age of five and has become a ruined monarch today. Is there anything worth being happy about?

Learning skills is boring, killing is boring, but he persisted, but he kept his original intention.

Until Mu Youning died, he killed a lot of people at the end of the battle two years ago. Those who escaped the murderous hand were hiding and worried all day long until he was sentenced and imprisoned in the Northwest Heavy Prison.

What about those people? Some still dare not show up, such as Nangong Yuming; some began to swagger in and out, such as Qin Guangzhi.

No one apologized to Su Yian, no one!

"And no one went to pay tribute to my dead brothers." Su Yian continued: "I don't feel guilty, no matter how important it is? I will kill them one by one, and no one can stop me."

"After all, I am not a weak person now."

Nangong Yi took a deep breath, and after thinking about some things, he looked at Su Yian: "You can kill Nangong Yuming, but you didn't. Is there a condition? What is the condition? Tell me."

"I'm not letting him go, I just let him live a little longer." Su Yian said lightly: "Because I know you have arrived at the Ten Thousand Demons Dynasty."

Nangong Yi frowned: "[Morning Star Mark], right?"

The young man in front of him already has the strength, and there is no one in this world who can interest him. There are not many, and he mentioned himself directly, that can only be for [Morning Star Mark]

"Yes, but I don't want it, I'm borrowing it." Su Yian looked at Nangong Yi calmly: "Just borrow it here for seven days."

Nangong Yi had a flash of inspiration: "You want to use the light element in it for the magic tree."

Su Yian did not comment: "Borrow it for seven days in exchange for Nangong Yuming to live longer, what do you think, Nangong family master?"

"Okay." Nangong Yi had a blank expression: "I believe in your promise."

Su Yian smiled slightly: "Then let's start from now."

Nangong Yi didn't say much, raised his right hand, and a deep light magic formula unfolded in his palm, and then the crystal stone wrapped in golden light in his heart appeared from the magic formula.

There was no energy dissipation because it was protected by Nangong Yi.

"Ahhhhhh, Morning Star Mark, it's so beautiful, I really want to eat it in one bite!" Ling'er shouted excitedly in the spiritual world, wishing she could fly out and touch it directly.

Su Yian looked at the Morning Star Mark calmly, and took it with his hand: "Thank you for the trust of the Nangong family master."

Nangong Yi did not speak, stood up and turned to leave directly, he knew that Su Yian did not want him to exist next.

"Ling'er, let's get started without delay."

...

"Uncle!" Seeing Nangong Yi come out without any injuries, Nangong Wenquan was relieved.

"Take Yuming and return to the Nangong family immediately." Nangong Yi said calmly: "You must return within seven days."

Nangong Wenquan was stunned for a moment, and was about to ask about the situation in detail, Nangong Yi glared at him: "Why don't you go quickly."

"Yes!" Nangong Wenquan nodded quickly and returned to prepare.

"Seven days, is that the result you negotiated with the Lord of Destruction?" Xu Qin said faintly: "The price you offered is not low, right?"

"Within the acceptable range." Nangong Yi said: "And I think it's worth it."

"You two have such a good relationship."

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and Su Xiaobai, dressed in white, slowly came over, holding a fan in his right hand and gently patting his left hand. If he had a few lackeys around him, he would be a rich kid.

"Marshal Xu's grandson was crippled by Nangong Yi not long ago, and you two can still talk. Marshal Xu is righteous, and Su admires him." Su Xiaobai bowed.

Nangong Yi looked directly at the famous lich master, with oppression in his sharp eyes. Su Xiaobai did not look at him, and continued to speak as if he did not see him: "Who is in the room? He looks very powerful."

Xu Qin looked at Su Xiaobai expressionlessly: "If you are just here to say a few words of nonsense, leave quickly after you finish speaking. You are alone and it would be bad if you accidentally disappear."

Su Xiaobai smiled: "The threat of the Grand Marshal really scares me, but can anyone enter the palace of our Wan Yao Dynasty?"

At the end, Su Xiaobai's voice rose several decibels.

"Your Majesty has agreed. Do you need to ask His Majesty?" Xu Qin still had no expression.

"Oh, since His Majesty has no objection, of course I have no objection." Su Xiaobai grinned and then looked at Xu Qin: "Grand Marshal, I can really restore your grandson to his original state. Don't you really want to try it?"

Xu Qin's face sank, and he was about to retort, but Su Xiaobai opened the fan and turned around to fan while talking: "Just kidding, just kidding, how can I do it!"

As he said, he left the sight of the two.

Xu Qin clenched his hands slightly under his sleeves. He guessed that Su Xiaobai's intention was to make the rift between the White Tiger Royal Family and the Nangong Family bigger and bigger.

What exactly does this bastard want to do?

Nangong Yi's expression was calm. He turned and looked at the house. He waved his right hand to open a barrier to protect the house, and then said to Xu Qin: "I'll go see Mu Xin."

Xu Qin nodded. He was not with Nangong Yi. There were still a lot of things that needed him to deal with at the military.

...

"Sir, where are you going now?" Su Xiaobai walked out of the palace and stood on the roof of a house. The setting sun gave him a layer of magenta, making him look more and more elegant.

Su Xiaobai looked at the magenta sunset and whispered: "According to the plan, don't let anyone get close to the palace."

"Yes."

Su Xiaobai turned his sight and looked into the distance. A figure entered the Wan Yao Imperial Capital. It was a human, a Daqin person.

Su Xiaobai's mouth curled up a smile: "It's really ironic that people in the same country want to kill the pillars of their own country the most, humans...tsk tsk."

The figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. When it reappeared, it was behind the human.

"Do you want to talk to me?" Su Xiaobai asked. The Daqin man turned around and looked at Su Xiaobai's handsome face, whispering: "Witch!"

"It's me, hello, General Ji Tianxuan!"

"What are you going to do?" Ji Tianxuan looked at him.

"What are you going to do?" Su Xiaobai asked back: "Did the Ji family send you here to die?"

Ji Tianxuan's eyes jumped, and he said coldly: "If Mr. Witch is okay, I'll take my leave."

"Oh, don't worry." Su Xiaobai put a hand on Su Xiaobai's shoulder: "Come with me, I'll tell you a secret."

...

(To be continued)