The master of the universe starts from the treasure chest

Chapter 581 Goodbye to Nanbing

"Return to Yi Sword Sect?"

As a domestic servant who can be brought by Xiang's family, he will naturally not be a marginal character, and he still has a little understanding of some things about his master.

"It is said that the eldest lady has practiced in the Guiyi Sword Sect for a period of time. Is he a fellow sect of the eldest lady?"

Guiyi Sword Sect, he still knows that the power is huge, and the top power is not weak. It is said that there are three or four Daoist Dujie.

As for the power of transforming gods, they are countless.

With such a strength, it can be regarded as the overlord in Zhongzhou.

A disciple from such a sect, as a servant, naturally dare not offend him in any way.

"My lord, please wait a moment. I will send someone to inform the eldest lady and ask her to come over." The servant said respectfully.

Immediately, he turned around and ran into the yard in a hurry, walking at a speed that could be regarded as brisk walking.

backyard location.

Xiang Nanbing sat alone in the room, his eyes a little dull, looking at the blue sky from the window, his face full of sadness.

"He is extremely talented, but I didn't expect that the sky would be jealous of Yingcai and let him die at the hands of the demons, alas!"

Xiang Nanbing was talking to himself, his eyes were slightly red, and tears kept rolling in the corners of his eyes.

Ever since learning about Ye Xuan, Xiang Nanbing has been in a bad mood, not to mention very sad, but still very sad.

Let's not talk about investment or anything for now.

But he was still a friend anyway, how could he be happy when he left like that?

"Ugh!"

In the end, all sorrows can only be turned into sighs.

If it weren't for all the test results and other people's confessions, all of which fully proved that Ye Xuan could not survive, she would never believe that Ye Xuan was dead.

Some things, until the last minute, will inevitably still contain some fantasy.

Even if you know it's impossible, you don't want to think it's impossible.

You're kidding yourself, right?But people are often like this, escaping from reality.

……

"Miss, there are disciples from the Guiyi Sword Sect outside the door looking for you."

Just now, the gatekeeper ran over and reported to him.

"A disciple of Guiyi Sword Sect?" Xiang Nanbing was a little surprised, why would a disciple of Gui Yi Sword Sect come to her?
She had practiced in Guiyi Sword Sect for a while, but that was only with the idea of ​​looking for help, to see if she could find someone to help in the family competition.

Who knew that the family competition would come so fast this time.

Moreover, some series of accidents occurred.

However, Xiang Nanbing never remembered to tell any of his fellow disciples his identity.

And the only people who can know her identity are probably the elders.

Aside from them, no one really knew that she was from Zhongzhou.

"Could it be that those elders exposed my identity?"

Xiang Nanbing quickly came up with such a guess in his mind.

But she rejected it in a blink of an eye, because those elders had no need to tell others her identity.

There is no benefit at all, after all, Xiang Nanbing no longer goes to Guiyi Sword Sect.

Even if he knew Xiang Nanbing's identity, it was difficult to take any action.

"Then who should it be?" Xiang Nanbing began to think about the identity of the person who came.

"You bring him in." Xiang Nanbing replied to the servant.

No matter who the other party is or what purpose they came for, it is impossible to make any other moves.

Under the jurisdiction of Tianjianmen, it is still close to such a big event as the family competition. If something goes wrong, it will be a proper slap in the face of Tianjianmen.

"Yes! Miss, I'll go and bring him here." The servant responded, then turned and left.

Came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Fortunately, the distance is not too far. If it were to be as long as a marathon and we had to go back and forth several times, I would probably be a little weak with just that much martial arts strength.

"Sir, my lady will let you in." The servant ran out and bowed to Ye Xuan.

"Yeah! I see." Ye Xuan nodded slightly.

Immediately, she followed his footsteps little by little toward the courtyard.

It was really beyond Ye Xuan's expectation. He didn't really believe that Xiang Nanbing was the lady of the Xiang family.

But contrary to expectations, everything really developed like this.

"Hmm! I will help her when the time comes, and I will repay the resources she gave me back then." Ye Xuan thought to himself.

Helping doesn't mean that you can help if you help. If you don't make up a suitable reason, I'm afraid it will make people think that you are plotting something wrong.

Most people conclude that there is only one thing in common.

"I like to be cheap, but I don't believe in cheap."

As most people say, cheap is not good, but is this really the case?
Not sure, but there's always a reason for most of that, isn't there?

……

After walking for a certain distance, Ye Xuan finally saw that familiar face again, it was still the same as before, without any change.

Cultivator, this is the case, what kind of appearance you want to maintain, you can maintain what kind of appearance.

Just like, some people like to be old-fashioned, and they always face everyone in the state of an old man, while others like to be middle-aged, so they act in the state of a middle-aged person.

But in fact, their age is unknown.

……

When Ye Xuan looked at Xiang Nanbing and fell into memories, Xiang Nanbing kept looking at Ye Xuan.

"What's going on?" Xiang Nanbing was a little strange. Ye Xuan obviously gave her a familiar feeling, but she couldn't find any information in her memory.

The memory of a monk is definitely quite powerful. Every second of memory can be completely preserved, and it will never be forgotten forever.

Unless you don't want such a memory and destroy it forcibly, it will exist until the end of your life.

That's why Xiang Nanbing was surprised.

There is no problem of forgetting, but there is a feeling of familiarity, which is really surprising.

"I am from Xia Ye Dynasty. I came from Daye Dynasty and was entrusted by others to help fellow Taoists." Ye Xuan said with cupped hands.

Entrusted by others?

Xiang Nanbing immediately became curious, whose commission could it be?

"I wonder who the entrusted person is?" Xiang Nanbing asked.

How can you promise to help without getting to the bottom of it?
"Ye Xuan, a disciple of Guiyi Sword Sect." Ye Xuan said word by word.

"What? How is it possible? Is he still alive?" Xiang Nanbing's face changed suddenly, sometimes surprised, sometimes joyful, quite confused.

"No, he's already dead." Ye Xuan said immediately.

Relatively speaking, it was indeed dead. The clone had already lost its life in the battle, and there was no chance of recovery.

"Then how did you know him?" Xiang Nanbing's face darkened in an instant, and he lowered his head, asking a little decadently.

Ye Xuan could understand the meaning of the words, it was nothing more than explaining the relationship with "Ye Xuan".

"At the beginning, when I was just a fledgling, I thought it was difficult to have an opponent at the same level. I heard that the demons were strong by nature, so I ran to the mortal world..."

Immediately, Ye Xuan used his powerful storytelling ability to perfectly construct a reasonable story.

(End of this chapter)