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Chapter 9 Ancestors (Please collect and support)
The night in Nangong City is equally prosperous.

The lights are bright and people are coming and going.

The Qingyue Tower and the charming place of Baihuaxiangdeng have just opened.

Zhao Qinghan was looking at the scenery outside the window in the box.

The gazes that were directed at her disappeared, and no one was staring at her anymore.

Maybe someone was watching her, but she didn't notice.

The Nangong Mansion has taken action and the black-robed men hiding in Nangong City should be completely wiped out.

She closed the window and sat cross-legged on the bed.

The consciousness sinks and the awareness becomes hazy.

When she opened her eyes again, she came to the tomb in her dream.

Zhao Qinghan has two ways to solve the puzzle.

One is to capture the man in black robe alive.

The second is to investigate in a dream.

It is not impossible to capture the man in black robe alive. This was the method she thought of before leaving Nangong Mansion.

As long as there is a person in hand, it is easy to obtain information from the spiritual consciousness.

In the world of cultivation, if you fall into the hands of others, some people will have the means and power to make you speak.

But when the Nangong Mansion took action, all the black-robed men in the city disappeared. Those guys might be being searched for their spiritual consciousness using special means in the Nangong Mansion.

Well, her plan to capture the man in black robe alive failed, and she could only dream.

After all, isn't the past scene in dreams the best way for her to understand the truth?

Those real, certain dreams that peek into the past are more trustworthy than any news heard from the mouth of any black robe.

It’s a pity that she can’t control her dreams freely.

After this incident is over, she will definitely learn the magical power of dreams.

But we’ll talk about the future later. I was lucky this time and I dreamed of this place again.

Feeling thankful, Zhao Qinghan went straight to the fourth mural.

The first three murals had already been carefully examined, and only the fourth one remained.

The truth may be hidden there.

The content of the fourth mural is much more than the previous three. It shows the sister and brother growing up happily day after day, but one day, dark clouds gathered, thunder roared, and countless people appeared and poured into their home, destroying the happy family.

Many people died in the killing. The sister fled with her brother, and the attackers chased them. At the critical moment, the sister put her brother into the coffin and activated something similar to a formation.

Later, the sister died to protect her brother, and the brother escaped death.

Looking at the mural, Zhao Qinghan was silent.

She felt her heart aching, as if she was crying.

The disaster depicted in the mural made her feel a sense of empathy.

"Oh, so that's how it is. I see. I understand now."

In the room that was so quiet that only the heartbeat and breathing could be heard, a slightly sloppy voice was heard.

Zhao Qinghan's eyes narrowed slightly and he drew his sword.

"who!"

But no sooner had the sword been pulled out than it was pushed back uncontrollably.

A rich young man stood beside him, holding his chin with one hand, and commented thoughtfully: "This mural is full of ancient atmosphere."

"Ah, nice to meet you, Fairy Zhao. My name is Nangong Longwen, the second son of the Nangong family. You can call me Longwen or the second son. I don't care."

Nangong Mansion. Nangong Longwen.

When Zhao Qinghan met Nangong Longwen for the first time, he found that he looked about the same as Nangong Longhua. It was obvious at a glance that they were indeed brothers.

It’s just that the dress and temperament are completely different.

A lazy and dandy boy.
It was exactly the same as the rumors said. Her master had told her when she was going down the mountain.

There are the eldest and second eldest in the Nangong family. The eldest is a gentleman and it is okay to interact with him, but the second one is not necessarily the same. You should avoid him if you can and never let him lead you astray.

Although Master himself does not have much qualifications to say this, the fact that even Master made such an evaluation shows how famous he is.

But other people's evaluations are their own, and Zhao Qinghan never defines others based on their evaluations.

She only believed her eyes.

At that moment, she understood that Nangong Longwen was quite powerful!

The peak of the fifth realm?

No, maybe even higher.

"Did the eldest master ask you to come?"

"Yeah, that's right. The boss asked me to help Fairy Zhao. I should have set out earlier, but it took me a while to accept the fact. When I arrived, Fairy Zhao was already fast asleep, so I had no choice but to enter her dream without her permission."

He grinned, without any forced guilt on his face.

Zhao Qinghan was silent for a while and responded indifferently.

"You don't have to do this, my lord. This is my calamity, and the Nangong family does not need to intervene."

"Nangong family, there is really no need to intervene?"

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Nangong Longwen asked back with a smile, but Zhao Qinghan remained silent.

Three hours ago, Nangong Longhua found Nangong Longwen and told him about Zhao Qinghan and Baoer, and said that Baoer would be the most important protected person of the Nangong family in the future, even above them, and now he needed him to support Zhao Qinghan.

Because the news was so grand, he was shocked for a long time before he reacted.

He was so surprised that he even reached out and touched the boss's forehead.

"You don't have a fever. Could it be that you are a little confused because you have too many things to do? Otherwise, why would you bring out the story in the book and tell it?"

Zhao Qinghan dreamed of a child, and then brought it to the Nangong family, saying that it was the Nangong family's child. Later, it was discovered that it was indeed the child, and that he was gifted and extremely talented. The ancestors immediately determined that he was someone that the Nangong family must protect at all costs.
No, this beginning has a strong sense of déjà vu.

Nine out of ten of the notebooks he reads every day start like this.

He was chased and escaped death. There were so many things to complain about that he didn't know where to start.

The boss slapped his hand away angrily.

"How many times have I told you not to show me those storybooks? If this were false, would I still look for you?"

"Did you see that pillar of light that just reached the sky? It was caused by Baoer."

"Spirit Crystal has confirmed that Baoer is a member of the Nangong family, and his talent is beyond doubt."

"Although this matter is indeed too dramatic, it is the fact and we have to admit it."

Nangong Longwen naturally saw the pillar of light reaching the sky, and he knew that since the boss dared to come, it must have been confirmed. But even so, he still couldn't accept it for a while.

"Just give me some time, Boss."

"Wow, this is true. I can't help but want to write this beginning into a storybook. I guess if it gets out, no one in the world will believe it's true."

"So, Boss, you still dare to call him your brother?"

"Won't your uncles and ancestors beat you to death?"

Nangong Longhua: “.”

If you say one more word now, I will beat you to death.

I'm sure everyone in the Nangong Mansion who knows Baoer's identity and status has guessed it.

Baoer is definitely not from the past few years, or the past few decades or hundreds of years. The black-robed men who appeared and hunted him, the unknown Nangong branch, the ancestral tablets that fell one after another, and the wrath of the ancestors in heaven all show that Baoer is very old.

That was a long, long time ago, so long that probably most of the uncles of the Nangong clan were not yet born.

Judging from his date of birth, perhaps there are countless people in Nangong Mansion who would call him ancestor.

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