I am the leader of the capital

Under the moonlight, the young man who had suffered a lot of torture lay on the ground completely unable to get up. The real seven orifices were bleeding, but he was not dead. Nangong Jie looked at the young man who had no strength in his magic fingers, and nodded in satisfaction. : "What you said is indeed true, it seems to be really resistant to some poisons."

The young man just felt that he had really tasted all the hardships in the world in such a short time just now, and the sum of the hardships he had suffered in the past few years was not as good as the suffering he had suffered just now. Looking at the man standing beside him and nodding, Second Young Master Zhang I just feel that if I still have to suffer, it is better to kill myself directly.

"What are you doing running around without sleeping in the middle of the night?" Nangong Jie smiled. It would be fine if this young man was just an ordinary person, but this talent is not bad. Could it be someone else's deliberate arrangement for a useful person to meet me?
The young man lay down for a long time before regaining some strength. He was in pain just now but he couldn't make a sound. Now that he lost his strength, his voice recovered, and he said weakly, "I'm going to watch the battle between the Excalibur Sect and the King of Liaodong."

Nangong Jie with sinister eyes said unhurriedly: "Everyone else has gone back, why are you so late?"

"I was thrown into the crowd by his bodyguards because I offended Mr. Yun of Xueyu Villa. Someone threw an iron pot on my head until the fight was over, and then there were only a few Liaodong kings left on both sides. Someone helped me split the tin can when the soldiers were packing up the corpses there.

I climbed over the city wall to find the patrolling soldiers and borrowed water to wash my face. I found that I scratched my face when the jar was put on my head. The blood on my face might be disfigured, so I hurriedly borrowed a horse and prepared to go back to find it. The doctor has a look. "

The young man spoke very slowly, because his whole body was in too much pain. He deliberately spoke slowly to recover his strength, and thought that this terrifying man would not give him medicine when he was speaking, so he dragged on for a long time I just finished speaking.

Nangong Jie suddenly felt that there was a subtle coincidence. He did see a person being thrown down. He didn't expect to meet him. Although he dispelled many doubts, he didn't trust him so much, but he still said to the boy. : "Have you joined the sect?"

Mr. Zhang Er, who gradually regained his strength, was puzzled for a while. This person didn't seem to torture him to death as he understood, so what was he trying to do?But he still shook his head honestly.

A man in black cast a black shadow on the wall, looked at the young man on the ground and asked, "I tried it just now, and many poisons are indeed ineffective against you. Do you want to join our Beast Master Sect?"

Second Young Master Zhang's heart suddenly moved, he was a little surprised to meet a happy event after the catastrophe, the Divine Beast Sect is a powerful force, and subconsciously repeated: "The Divine Beast Sect?"

"My name is Nangong Jie. If you are willing to join my Divine Beast Sect, then you will be the direct descendant of my sect." The man nodded.

Second Young Master Zhang was even more excited this time, and the pain in his body disappeared immediately. He had heard of the name Nangong Jie. The strength is not small, and the rumors in the rivers and lakes would rather offend the Mahayana than offend the Dragon King, Eighteen Fingers and Embroidered Ghosts with supernatural powers.

Seeing the excitement and joy on the young man's face, the man turned around and walked away as if he had just been swept by the horse's tail, leaving only a few words, "Do you want to? Well, go back and prepare, three Wait for me at the Nancheng Gate in the future, and I will take you back to the Zongmen."

The man walked farther and farther away, and the Second Young Master Zhang lay on the ground for a while and then sat up reluctantly. Just in time, several servants hurried over. Commander Zhang's wife heard that her son had been thrown to Liaodong The life and death of Wang and Shenjianzong were uncertain after the big battle, so he sent someone to check in a hurry.

Many servants only saw an unkempt figure with a bloody face leaning against the wall, but they didn't recognize it as their young master for a while, and there was a horse lying on the ground in front of them, so they just walked away from the second young master Zhang on the ground. In the past, Second Young Master Zhang was immersed in the joy of being accepted as the direct heir of the Divine Beast Sect, and he never opened his eyes to see the crowd passing by him.

"Second son?"

The young man walking at the back casually glanced at the smirking figure with closed eyes on the side of the road, and suddenly called out in surprise. The servant who had already walked to the side of the fallen horse to check turned around, and saw the one walking at the end The young man had already knelt down to help him, and it was obvious that the young master was right, so he turned around in a panic.

"Second young master, what's the matter with you? Why are you injured so badly?"

Several servants chattered around Second Young Master Zhang, while helping Second Young Master Zhang, they sent the fast runner back to report the news, and brought a carriage or two over by the way.

Not long after the carriage stopped by the side of the road, the fat woman who hurried down from the carriage almost fainted when she saw her son's appearance.

"I have met the Nangong Dragon King of the Divine Beast Sect." The blood-stained boy smiled at his mother as if offering a treasure.

The woman was stunned for a moment, she had heard about the reputation of the Dragon King of Nangong, if an existence of that level had beaten her son into such a state, then not only could she not be angry, but she should also thank the Dragon King for not killing her, she never expected her son to come down One sentence made her overjoyed.

"My face was injured on the battlefield between the Divine Sword Sect and the Liaodong King. The Nangong Dragon King just accepted me as the heir of the Beast Fencing Sect." After the young man finished speaking, the atmosphere around the carriage became lively. Even the servants feel the same prosperity.

The woman couldn't believe it: "Really?"

The clever servant at the side interjected: "Madam, since the young master said it, how can there be any falsehood? I'm here to congratulate the young master, congratulate the master, and congratulate the madam."

The jeweled wicked woman looked at her son and nodded. She couldn't see her smiling eyes. She took out the silver from her bosom and threw it into the hand of the clever servant, saying, "Sanpao, you can still speak with your mouth, take it." Buy wine and drink."

The servant named Sanpao took the money and said a lot of beautiful words, coaxing the woman into a blush, watching the horse trot lightly and preparing to set off, the clever servant chased after him for two steps and said: "Ma'am , you have to take the young master to the doctor to have a look at his face first, and I will go to the master's barracks to announce the good news."

The woman nodded, and said to Young Master Zhang, "This Sanpao is really clever."

Mr. Zhang Er had encountered so many things in a short period of time. He was really tired and fell asleep slowly in his mother's arms.

……

Bai Lianhua looked at the map in his hand, and he marked many points on it again. Those were the ones he had been to, and there were only more than 30 people who hadn’t been there. Most of them were easy to talk to, but only A few were willing to hand over the money to White Lotus, and most of them promised to send it over on this day.

"Yang Xiahou!"

Bai Lianhua looked at the points marked on the map in her hand. This Marquis of Yangxia is a declining nobleman. His current strength is really too bad. It is very difficult for the next generation to inherit the position of Marquis. For ordinary succession, you need to submit documents to the imperial court. The canonization can only be obtained if you agree; if the family strength is too weak or the son cannot be appreciated by the emperor, then it is impossible to inherit the title of marquis.

And today's Yangxiahou is the last generation of Yangxiahou who is recognized. Everyone believes that this generation is over. When the current Yangxiahou took over the position, the Houfu was not too declining, but the contemporary Yangxiahou was young. Gambling and lustful, he almost ruined his family early on, and his eldest son is also like this.

Since he has no family background, and the eldest son is too muddy to support the wall, the plaque of the Yangxiahou Mansion will be taken down after Yangxiahou's death, and many people in the city are waiting to see the jokes of the Yangxiahou Mansion.

It's just that this eldest son is also shameless. Not only does he not want to keep his position as a marquis through hard work, but he often publicly says that his status as a marquis has not brought anything to the family. .

Looking at the Yangxiahou plaque that has been in disrepair for a long time, a street gangster like Bai Lianhua looks down on this family. In the dilapidated alleys, the plaques are also wiped clean.

It’s okay to say that there is some moss on the stone in front of the door or on both sides of the door. Many scholars like to use it as the reality of a humble room inscription, but the plaque is like a person’s face, how can it be unkempt?What's more, the four characters of Yangxiahoufu on this card are the glory that the ancestors have worked hard for for many generations.

If it is said that he is down and out and is really busy with his livelihood, there is nothing he can do about it. He has also learned about the whole process of the gambling from Lan Jianshi. It is impossible for people to make this plaque dusty because they are busy making a living.

For such a family, Bai Lianhua also looked down upon such a family, she patted the door unceremoniously and shouted: "Yangxiahou Mansion, is Yangxiahou here? Is the eldest son there?"

No one responded in the yard, Bai Lianhua thought that the head of the family would not feel ashamed, what did she care about, so she let go of her voice and said, "Is there anyone in Yangxiahou's mansion? Pay back the money, pay back the money, Yangxiahou's mansion paid back the money .”

The yelling of the white lotus spread far away, and the entire street was silent at night under the moonlight, but it was broken by the voice of the young man asking for debts. I don't know how many people secretly joked behind their backs.

This is a main road, and the Yangxiahou Mansion was also a well-known existence back then. The mansion was naturally built on a wide street, but the glory of that year has also become the reason for others to talk about Yangxiahou Mansion now.

Whether it is an official or a commoner, as long as they pass this street, they will smile at the gate of Yangxiahou Mansion. , you will instantly feel that you have come to some abandoned house that has been abandoned for many years.

Many people were making jokes behind their backs, if it wasn't for Duoduoduo, who would have to give face, this house would have been sold by Yang Xiahou and exchanged for Qian Xiaosha. Many folks are betting on when this house will be sold, and people are still doing well. He was alive, and his family didn't encounter any disasters, and he was determined to sell his ancestral property. This Yangxiahou Mansion is also the only one that has no skin and no face.

Under Bai Lianhua's yelling, the concierge reluctantly came over to open the door. When he opened the door, he sneered, "What are you shouting for? Lack of money? What kind of power is so poor and asks someone for money in the middle of the night?"

Bai Lianhua had been yelling for a long time, but after being so stimulated, she suddenly became angry, but after all, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, but the person who opened the door didn't look like someone with status, so he asked Said: "Are you the concierge?"

"That's right, what nonsense are you asking? Am I the Marquis of Yang Xia? Of course the doorman will open the door for you in the middle of the night." The middle-aged man in loose yellow pajamas had a greasy face.

Bai Lianhua kicked up, cursing and saying: "You stinky concierge, what are you dragging in front of me? You can't hear me after shouting for a long time? What about your ears?"