A week later

Tushan Palace

Tushan Yaya sat in the yard with her arms folded and looked very anxious. From time to time she stood up and looked outside, or observed the sun.

Tushan Yaya felt something was very wrong today, because Nangong Wenzui hadn't come yet. According to the normal time, Nangong Wenzui should have arrived long ago!

But Tushan Yaya still didn't choose to take the initiative to look for it. She didn't believe that Nangong Wenzui couldn't come.

night

Tushan Yaya sat in the yard all day long, even eating here, but she never found the person she wanted to wait for.

"Ah! This damn Nangong, I will never pay attention to him again," Tushan Yaya cursed angrily.

next morning

Tushan Yaya got up early and wandered around Tushan pretending to be unintentional. However, she wandered around Tushan all day but did not find the person she was looking for.

On this day, Tushan Yaya seemed extremely empty. She had no energy to do anything and had no appetite for eating. It was as if something was missing in her life.

Back in the room, lying on the bed, surrounded by gifts from Nangong Wenzui, ranging from dressing tables to clothes, dolls, etc. Even though Tushan Yaya had told Nangong Wenzui many times that he didn't like these. But Nangong Wenzui still gave it away.

Looking at the many dolls on the bed, Tushan Yaya felt irritated. She held them in her hands and imagined that they were Nangong Wenzui. She wanted to tear them apart but couldn't bring herself to do so, so she finally had to let them go.

next morning

When eating in the morning, Tushan Yaya asked intentionally or unintentionally while eating

"Master, do you know where that guy Nangong has gone? I haven't seen him recently."

"His father is dead," Tu Shan Shuang Jian said without surprise after taking a sip of soup. After all, Nangong Wentian had indeed lived a long time, so Tu Shan Shuang Jian directly put Nangong Wentian into a dormant state.

"Oh! Really?" Tushan Yaya nodded and felt relieved. After his father's death, he had to deal with the funeral arrangements. It would definitely take a little longer. Naturally, it was not surprising. Nangong Wenzui would definitely be here soon. Coming back

Another week passed, and Nangong Wenzui still didn't come back.

Tushan Yaya was sitting on the wall of Tushan City with her white and tender calves hanging down, her hands on her face and looking out expectantly.

A week has passed. Tushan Yaya feels that Nangong Wenzui will definitely come back. For some reason, she has a lot to say to Nangong Wenzui.

Just like that, Tushan Yaya has been waiting on the city wall! Wait, when the sun gradually sets and dusk falls, Tushan Yaya's small figure looks very lonely alone on the city wall. Tushan Yaya, who has been naughty since she was a child, has no patience and has waited all day.

Tushan Yaya was on the verge of collapse at this time, and emotions of anger and grievance spread in her heart.

"Stinky Nangong! I will never ignore you again! There will come a time when you come to beg me!"

Nangong Mansion

study

"Who are the talented women in the Taoist League who are not married yet?" Nangong Wenzui asked indifferently while handling affairs with the pen in his hand without raising his eyelids.

Since Nangong Wentian's death, he has inherited the position of deputy alliance leader. Although he is busy every day, he can also use his position to develop the family's power.

The old housekeeper in front of him bowed his head and saluted, and replied tremblingly.

"Currently, Li Senyao from Taoyuan Li Family, Ye Linglong from Jiuxian Sect, Murong Hanxue from Wenjian Mountain, and Lin Ruobing from Tianyi Sect are the few women of the right age who are good-looking, talented and unmarried."

"I know," Nangong Wenzui said calmly. Now he no longer had any affection for his children. What he was thinking about was how to give birth to a son with better talent and grow the family.

"If you can find a girl from the Eastern Spiritual Tribe, bring it to me regardless of her appearance," Nangong Wenzui said coldly.

"Yes, Master," the old butler said tremblingly. He didn't know what happened to the young master. The previous young master would never do this.

Disciple training ground

Rows of disciples in black uniforms are sweating and practicing their swords. Nangong Wenzui patrols between the squares with his hands behind his back. His sullen eyes make everyone shudder.

Once Nangong Wenzui finds out who doesn't practice swordsmanship well, he will be beaten violently or expelled from the sect directly. As a result, everyone is now in danger and they can't wait to show their best side to Nangong Wenzui.

However, the benefits of this are also obvious. The disciple's cultivation speed is accelerated and the overall strength is enhanced.

Taoyuan Li Family

"Master, the new head of the Nangong family has come to visit." An old housekeeper reported to the head of the Li family who was lying on a recliner to take care of his old age.

"Then welcome in quickly," the head of the Li family ordered

"Yes!"

Nangong Wenzui walked in slowly and said, "I heard that Uncle Li is not in good health and I came here to visit him!"

"Haha, thank you very much, Leader Nangong. I wonder if you have any business coming to my Li family in Taoyuan today?" the head of the Li family asked with a smile.

"I want to meet an old friend, Li Senyao, and I hope Uncle Li can introduce me to him," Nangong Wenzui said lightly.

"Haha, of course there is no problem. Young people should communicate more." The head of the Li family said with a smile. Li Senyao is almost thirty and has not yet married. Now that Nangong Wenzui has shown interest in Li Senyao, how can he not be happy?

You must know that even though Nangong Wenzui has been idle for six years, his strength is still strong. The geniuses of the same period as Nangong Wenzui have no power to fight against Nangong Wenzui. Moreover, he is also the deputy leader of the Tao Alliance, so he definitely has a bright future.

"Quickly lead Nangong Alliance Leader to meet Yaoyao," said the head of the Li family.

"Yes"

Nangong Wenzui walked through a green bamboo forest under the leadership of his servant. The sound of rushing water came, accompanied by a melodious flute sound.

Walking out of the bamboo forest, a beautiful scene comes into view. The scenery is beautiful, and the people are even more beautiful.

On the edge of a crystal clear pond, a woman wearing a white skirt, with black hair like a waterfall, skin as creamy, and a face as cold as frost, was sitting on the shore playing the flute, revealing her white and tender calves and delicate Yuzu

Sensing someone approaching, Li Senyao put down his flute and turned around to look over.

"Miss, Leader Nangong said he wants to meet you," the servant said with his head lowered.

Li Senyao was stunned for a second, then glanced at Nangong Wenzui and said to the servant, "You go down first."

Nangong Wenzui was still wearing his dark black robe, arrogant and elegant. He strode forward and sat down next to Li Senyao.

"What's the matter?" Li Senyao asked calmly while studying the flute in his hand, without even looking at Nangong Wenzui. The old injury on his collarbone was still there.

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