Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

And in Nangong Zixuan's hatred, there is also a sense of sadness, which makes people feel distressed.

Nangong Ye was also taken aback by the hatred emanating from Nangong Zixuan. He tried hard to recall some of the things he had done in these years, did he not get rid of the roots in time?

But at this time, how could he think of so many things!

"This..." Nangong Ye stood up holding his heart, he just wanted to save his life now!

"Hahaha~ It seems that you don't know me anymore!" Nangong Zixuan grinned, and the head in his hand swayed with his movements.

Nangong Ye looked at Nangong Zixuan's face carefully... This face is indeed somewhat familiar!

It's just that he can't remember when he saw this person...

Nangong Zixuan sneered: "Since you can't remember it, I'll help you remember it!"

"Twenty years ago, at No. 19, Taoyuan Road. The weather was particularly good that day, and the redbuds in the yard were in full bloom! The glutinous rice balls are very sweet——"

It's just a simple and illogical sentence, which smoothly evokes Nangong Ye's memories that have been dusty for twenty years.

He looked at Nangong Zixuan in disbelief: "You——you're not dead?!"

Back then, he clearly sent someone to kill Nangong Zixuan!

"Hmph~ I know you and this woman really want me to die! But what should I do? I just have a hard life, so I didn't die!"

Nangong Zixuan shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless.

He lowered his eyelids to look at the human head in his hand, but the eyes of the human head were still open. It is not difficult to see that she was full of fear before she died!

He shook his head lightly: "Back then you and this woman bought a killer to kill me. Unfortunately... you found the wrong place. The Ghost Pavilion... Heh~ You don't know! My mother is the left protector of the Ghost Pavilion!"

Nangong Ye was so shocked that he took a few steps back, his feet went limp, and he almost didn't fall down.

Now that I think about it, I realize that Nangong Zixuan's mother also had a black mark on her ear!

It's just that at that time, he didn't know that the mark represented the Ghost Pavilion.

He knew that Nangong Zixuan definitely hated him to the bone, and the entire Xingluo Sword Sect was dead silent at this moment. No one...will come to rescue him!

He is afraid of death! He didn't want to die: "Zixuan...Zixuan, I'm your father, you can't kill me! You can't kill your father!"

At this time, Nangong Ye didn't have the slightest majesty as the head of the sect. His hair was messy and his clothes were disheveled, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of fear.

It's really... extremely embarrassing!

Hearing this, the corners of Nangong Zixuan's mouth raised upwards: "It's rare that you can still remember my name~ It really...surprises me!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you! I won't kill you foolishly!"

After finishing speaking, Nangong Zixuan glanced sideways at Ling Wuyue.

Ling Wuxi understood, and pressed the dagger, and the dagger became longer, shorter than the sword.

Without any explanation, he directly bullied Nangong Ye... Nangong Ye picked up the sword on the ground to resist.

The sound of interlacing weapons, one black and one gray blue figure entangled endlessly.

In just a split second, the two of them already made dozens of strokes back and forth, from the yard back to the study.

Ling Wuyi pushed Nangong Ye to the corner, watched him look at the vase on the shelf beside him, and then reached out to touch the vase.

One of Ling Wu's hands struck at Nangong Ye's, and the other directly aimed at his heart——

"Pfft—" Three-fifths of the long dagger sank into the heart.

Nangong Ye widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and blood gushed out from his mouth.

After coughing a few times, before I could speak, I was out of breath.

Ling Wuxi drew back the dagger, and put the dagger back.

Taking a step back, panting lightly, he looked down at Nangong Ye's body.

Nangong Zixuan has been watching all the details of the fight between Ling Wuyue and Nangong Ye, when he saw that Nangong Ye was dying...

The breath that had been held in my heart for twenty years... seemed to dissipate at that moment!

Looking down at the head in his hand, the reason why he hated this woman was not because Nangong Ye poisoned his mother to death in order to marry her.

It's because... this woman knew about his mother's existence from the very beginning!

It was this woman's idea that Nangong Ye would poison his mother to death! This truth was also discovered by him ten years ago.

If it wasn't for the fact that this woman hardly left the Star Luo Sword Sect, and he couldn't get in...he would have torn this woman to pieces!

He raised his foot and walked to Ling Wuyue's side, and threw the head on Nangong Ye's body.

He drooped his eyelids and said nothing.

Ling Wuyue didn't speak either, for a while, because she had been entangled with Nangong Ye for so long, she received another slap...

"Pfft..." One couldn't hold back the surge of Qi and blood, and Ling Wuyi spat out a mouthful of blood.

My feet were soft and I almost fell!

Nangong Zixuan quickly supported Ling Wu, with concern in his eyes: "Pavilion Master, are you alright?!"

Ling Wuxue coughed, then shook her head towards Nangong Zixuan: "It's fine."

She said she was fine, but her voice was weak.

Nangong Zixuan felt both grateful and guilty when he thought that Ling Wuyi would get hurt in order to avenge him.

He picked up Ling Wuqian Daheng, went outside the study and blew a whistle, then flew up to the roof with Lingwuqin, and left the Xingluo Sword Sect directly.

After completing their tasks, the killers received the signal from Nangong Zixuan, and they all went directly back to the Ghost Pavilion——

The next day, without any accidents, the news that the Xingluo Sword Sect was almost wiped out shocked the whole world!

And those crime rosters assigned to various sects also make those so-called decent sects who have done a lot of bad things secretly worry about each other, fearing that when the Ghost Pavilion will set their sights on them!

And those who are really decent will of course check the crime list the first time they see it! After finding out that this happened, they all shouted that Nangong Ye deserved it!

In any case, Ghost Pavilion, which was already feared in the Jianghu, has made people even more afraid after the Xingluo Sword Sect, the head of the three sects, fell apart overnight!

After receiving the news that his parents had been killed, Nangong Yumo hurried back to Chongyang City.

But what was waiting for him was a total of 308 corpses from the Star Luo Sword Sect——

Wearing filial piety, Nangong Yumo knelt in front of his parents' mourning hall, neither sad nor happy.

His face was pale and haggard, and he just knelt like that, no one knew what he was thinking.

"Young master, you haven't eaten for three days, eat something!" The entourage at the side knelt carefully beside Nangong Yumo and said.

Nangong Yumo's eyelashes trembled, and his handsome facial features seemed to come back to life. After a long time, he finally opened his lips: "I heard...the Ghost Pavilion released some crime registers."