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Chapter 249 The Destruction of the Nangong Family

From then on, there was another person around Feng Qing, Meng Huaiqian.

Meng Huaiqian did not always follow Feng Qing. He would only wait by her side when she returned to Supreme Palace.

Unlike Nangong Xun, he is extremely humble, speaks politely, behaves appropriately, and is very good at observing people's words and expressions.

She never gets bored every time she chats with Feng Qing, and sometimes her thoughts are strangely on the same wavelength as Feng Qing's.

When Feng Qing was confused, he could even occasionally give him some advice, which made Feng Qing look at him with admiration.

You must know that since she came back from Jiuyou Mountains, even Zhong Yang, who grew up together, didn't understand her thoughts, but Meng Huaiqian did.

The seven-day period is here in a blink of an eye.

Today was the day for her to take action against the Nangong family.

After getting up, Feng Qing dressed neatly, raised her feet and walked out of the room slowly, looking in the direction of Nangong's house, but there was no movement.

Meng Huaiqian walked to her side and stood next to her: "Is the Palace Master worried about Young Master Nangong?"

Feng Qing said nothing, flew out of the Supreme Palace, and soon landed on the roof of Nangong's house.

There was no one in the nearby streets. They all left early for fear of being involved in this war and innocent lives would be lost.

When Feng Qing fell, she lowered her eyes and saw that the three ancestors of the Nangong family who had been quietly retreating had already come out of seclusion. They were all standing in the yard looking at her, with murderous intent erupting from each of them with majestic momentum.

It seemed that the Nangong family really took her words to heart.

A powerful aura erupted from one of the ancestors, and Chao Fengqing, with a hoarse voice, said disdainfully: "Ignorant boy, you dare to utter arrogant words about destroying my Nangong family! Leave your life today."

Feng Qing did not look at the ancestors but looked at Nangong Xun who was standing in front. He no longer looked embarrassed and depressed like that day. He was full of murderous intent. The sword in his hand was pointed in her direction and his eyes were cold.

Feng Qing curled her lips, this is the right thing to do.

At least he can still advance and retreat with the Nangong family, unlike her, who doesn't even have such a chance.

She lowered her eyelashes and disappeared like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, she was fighting with the three ancestors of the Nangong family.

Their cultivation levels are too high, and the scattered spiritual power alone makes many people unable to breathe.

The three of them besieged Feng Qing alone, but their expressions became increasingly ugly, apparently realizing how difficult Feng Qing was to deal with.

One of the ancestors distanced himself and gritted his teeth and said, "I wonder why senior wants to destroy my Nangong family? If our descendants of the Nangong family do something to offend senior, we can hand them over and let senior deal with them."

However, in just a few moves, they even changed their names and chose to take a step back to avoid its sharp edge.

But Feng Qing's sharp edge has been withheld for so many years, so it's not so easy to avoid.

She will not stop until the Nangong family is exterminated.

Feng Qing didn't say a word and faced him again. He was still able to withstand the attacks of the three people with great strength, giving everyone a new understanding of Feng Qing's power.

The people from Wushang Palace surrounded Nangong's house, preventing anyone from escaping.

This fight lasted for half a month, and countless Nangong family children died tragically in the aftermath of the fight.

There were cries and howls everywhere.

When the fighting stopped, Feng Qing was seriously injured and covered in blood.

The snow-white clothes were dyed red with blood, and blood dripped down with every step he took.

She threw the three corpses in front of everyone in the Nangong family and looked at Nangong Ang expressionlessly.

Looking into her dark eyes, Nangong raised his mouth and moved, as if he was thousands of years older.

The huge Nangong family was cut off in his hands. He couldn't bear such a crime. He would become the eternal sinner of the Nangong family.

He looked at Feng Qing blankly, his eyes scanning her slightly familiar outline little by little, as if he suddenly thought of something, his eyes trembled violently.

"You, you... are difficult, no wonder, no wonder!" He staggered back two steps, staring at Feng Qing with his eyes, obviously he really recognized her identity.

"you you……"

He wanted to say something else, but Feng Qing's figure flashed in front of him, and her hand penetrated his chest like a sharp blade, holding the beating heart in her hand, blocking out all his words.

Nangong Ang's words suddenly stood up, the blood on his face suddenly faded cleanly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes went straight.

Feng Qing chuckled, her voice was very low, and whispered in his ear: "Recognize me? But it's too late. I want to see if your heart is red or black."

As she spoke, she looked down at the beating heart in her hand and murmured: "It should be black. Why is the heart of a person like you red?"

The second after she finished speaking, the beating heart was crushed by her, and Nangong Ang's body fell to the ground with a crash, splashing dust all over the ground.

The sound of a sharp sword came from behind, and Feng Qing turned sideways to avoid it. Nangong Xun missed his sword and wanted to attack again, but was trapped by Feng Qing's barrier and could not break free.

She and Nangong Xun quickly retreated from the battlefield and landed on the roof. With a wave of her hand, everyone from Supreme Palace rushed into Nangong's house like a tide, killing everyone on sight.

In the blink of an eye, the ground was covered with corpses and blood.

Nangong Xun looked at all this with bloodshot eyes, despair pouring from his head, and he felt cold all over his body.

He looked at Feng Qing, his eyes full of hatred: "Let me go! Feng Qing, kill me! You have the ability to kill me!"

Feng Qing looked at the massacre below calmly, without even giving him an extra look.

She was still bleeding, but she seemed unable to feel it.

Nangong Xun failed to get out of her barrier despite all his efforts. He could only look at the massacre below in despair, watching his tribesmen die one by one in front of his eyes.

His face became paler and paler, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away, making him almost unable to stand.

"Little, little uncle, help me..." A seven-year-old child cried and ran towards Nangong Xun, his face full of terror.

But before he could finish his words, a cold long knife penetrated his chest. With his eyes wide open and still looking in the direction of Nangong Xun, his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Looking at this scene, Nangong Xun felt something shatter in his heart, and hatred grew crazily.

The world turned blood red in his eyes.

He turned to look at Feng Qing, and roared into the sky: "Feng Qing!"

He attacked the barrier crazily, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and when he looked at Feng Qing, he wanted to cut her alive.

Whatever I love or like, they all disappear at this moment.

He only had one thought in his mind now, kill Feng Qing to make her stop.

She used to be such a kind person, but now she can do such a thing, and he still has to watch!

Nangong Xun had never felt that Feng Qing was so disgusting.

He regretted so much that he should have killed her when he met her instead of catching her after she fell from the tree. In this way, there would not have been so many bad relationships between them.

He should have killed her with one sword.

His whole body was shaking, and his extreme despair made him unable to hear or see anything. He only attacked the barrier with all his strength, trying to rush out and block the child, and wanted to kill Feng Qing at all costs.

Feng Qing looked at the overwhelming hatred in his eyes. Unlike the crazy Nangong Xun, she was extremely calm.

Such calmness scared even her.

"Nangong Xun, watch carefully and watch how the Nangong family is destroyed bit by bit."

"What I said to you still stands. You can come and go from the Supreme Palace as you please. You can come to me for revenge at any time."

This was how Jun Yao asked her to look at him back then.

The feeling of powerlessness and despair made her breathless, but didn't she survive it?

She looked carefully at Nangong Xun's face and felt the beating heart in her chest. At this moment, even she hated herself extremely.

As she grew up, she gradually became what she hated most.

She finally forced Nangong Xun to follow the same path as her. They were both destined to live in hatred and never be able to escape for the rest of their lives.

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