Fox Fairy Matchmaker: Dressed as the Silver Moon Guard Commander

Taoyuan Li Family

"Uncle, someone asked you to go out for a chat." Li Senyao walked into Li Quzhuo's room and said, still looking cold and unconventional.

"No," Li Quzhuo said while sitting in a wheelchair, looking ahead with dull eyes. Ever since he returned from the circle, he had stayed at home all day long. Even the weapon refining that he loved most in the past was gone. Abandoned

"It was the King Quan Alliance Leader and the Nangong Alliance Leader who came together to invite us," Li Senyao said again.

Li Quzhuo trembled when he heard this, and then said, "Push me out!"

As if he had planned it, Li Senyao walked over and pushed Li Quzhuo to the outside of Li's house in Taoyuan.

Wang Quan Hegemony and Nangong Wentian stood on a cliff and waited quietly, and Li Quzhuo also smiled for a long time.

That night they stayed up all night, compiled a book called "The Book of Outer Circles", and ended up lying on the ground laughing without any scruples like they did when they were young.

next morning

Wang Quan Hegemony lay on the bed and called his eldest disciple Feng Tingyun.

He took out the Book of "Outside the Circle" from his arms and said, "You take half of the Wang Quan family and materials to the outside of the circle. The Wang Quan family will be divided. From now on, the frontier will be called 'Quan' and the inner circle will be called 'King'."

Feng Tingyun tremblingly picked up the Book of Outer Circles and said, "Yes, Master!"

King Quan Hegemon died three days later

At the funeral, Nangong Wentian and Li Quzhuo looked at each other without saying anything. They had long known that each other was already dead.

Nangong family

Nangong Wentian sat beside Wang Quanzui's bed, taking medicine and taking care of her. Wang Quanzui's health was getting worse and worse, and various ailments began to come to his door.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Wang Quanzui coughed endlessly, feeling emaciated and depressed.

He looked at Nangong Wentian and asked, "Wentian, am I still beautiful now?"

"Beautiful! Of course you are beautiful. You have always been the most beautiful in my heart." Nangong Wentian stroked Wang Quanzui's cheek with his old fingers and said with a little cry.

When Wang Quanzui heard this, he tried his best to smile and said to Nangong Wentian, "I still want to drink the chicken soup you made."

"Okay! Okay, I'll go now," Nangong Wentian said excitedly. Wang Quanzui had been losing appetite for the past two days, and now he took the initiative to ask for something to eat. Nangong Wentian believed that Wang Quanzui's illness must have been cured.

Then he strode out of the house, went to the kitchen, heated up the oil in a pot, and simmered over low heat, but after a while the mouth-watering aroma wafted out.

Then Nangong Wentian quickly filled a bowl of chicken soup and hurried back.

Just as he stepped into the threshold with one foot, the bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The scene in front of him stunned Nangong Wentian.

Wang Quanzui quietly lost her life and lay peacefully on the bed with her hands drooped, but her eyes could no longer be opened!

Nangong Wentian walked to the bedside with a sore heart and saw that Wang Quanzui had lost his life.

At this moment, memories emerged in his mind. Scenes of him and Wang Quanzui meeting, getting to know each other, and falling in love. Wang Quanzui's handsome face and smile echoed in his mind like a revolving lantern.

Nangong Wentian couldn't hold it in any longer. For some reason, tears kept pouring out of his eyes, turning into crying and finally sobbing.

For the first time, Nangong Wentian felt the fragility of human life. A hundred years was nothing to Nangong Wentian. He had lived for almost a thousand years so far, but a hundred years was a human life.

After venting his emotions, Nangong Wentian wiped his red eyes, and a feeling of emptiness filled his heart.

Nangong Wentian put Wang Quanzui's body into the coffin and buried it in the yard without any grand funeral. All the old friends he really wanted to call were gone, so what about a funeral? He didn't want those hypocritical people to be there. Wang Quan drunkenly cried in front of his grave.

Three years later

In the big house of the Nangong family, many disciples wearing black clothes are practicing swordsmanship hard. Nangong Wentian, who has white hair and beard, is wearing a black robe and looks like an immortal, walking among the disciples to guide them. Cultivate with your disciples.

In the past three years, Nangong Wentian has been recruiting disciples from all over the world. As soon as the news came out, people who came to Nangong Mansion to learn from his disciples came in an endless stream like crucian carp crossing the river.

Dongfang Yuechu successfully ran for the position of leader of the Dao League. Nangong Wentian had no intention of fighting for power and only stayed in his position as deputy leader to support his old age and teach his disciples. However, due to his extremely senior qualifications, he was highly respected within the Dao League. Although Dongfang Yuechu was the leader of the alliance, But it must also be done respectfully

In the three years since Dongfang Yue took office, he has been actively promoting the idea of ​​peaceful coexistence between monsters and monsters, and has held many speeches on human-monster peace. However, he has been resisted by some old diehards in the Tao Alliance.

They always believe that humans and monsters are two different species. How can they coexist peacefully?

Nangong Wenzui did not participate in the election of alliance leader. In the past three years, he has been staying in Tushan to go to Tushan Yaya every day to cultivate feelings together. Although he was beaten many times, he did not care. On the contrary, he became more courageous as he fought. There is a sense of perseverance at the beginning of the oriental month.

Tao Meng

"Elders of the Dao League, I called you here today to discuss why humans and demons cannot live in harmony but attack each other? In recent years, under the management of the Demon League, incidents of monsters hurting people have rarely occurred. "Dongfang Yuezuo persuaded with earnest words from the main position.

"No! I object! The monsters were already extremely vicious. Although they have become much more obedient under the control of the Monster Alliance, we will definitely suffer a big loss if we completely lower our guard!" An elder from the Dao Alliance stood up and said loudly

"I also agree. The cannibalistic nature of monsters is difficult to change."

"Yes! Although they have temporarily put away their fangs, do you understand their true nature, leader?"

"Since ancient times, humans and monsters have been incompatible with each other. To want peace now is to make fun of the safety of the human race!"

"Does Lord Nangong Alliance Leader know about this? I'm afraid it's against the rules for you to casually promote the peace of human beings like this!"

The elders of the Dao League were never very convinced by Dongfang Yue Yue, the fledgling alliance leader. They only believed in one person, Nangong Wentian. After all, Nangong Wentian had high prestige in the Dao League due to his high qualifications and strength.

Basically, no one in the Taoist League dares to disobey Nangong Wentian's nod.

"Alas! These old antiques!" Dongfang Yue said secretly in his heart.

"I think everyone may be thinking a little too seriously. Monsters are actually kind-hearted and long for peace. They have their own feelings just like us humans, and they don't just want to kill people," Dongfang Yue said.

"Ha! Let me tell you the truth. If Leader Nangong nods to this matter today, I will say nothing and have no complaints."

"That's right! Leader Nangong is over a hundred years old. He is the Optimus Prime of our Dao Alliance. He has done so much for the Dao Alliance."

"Me too. As long as Leader Nangong nods, I have no objection!"

Dongfang Yue sighed helplessly when he saw this. Although he was the leader of the alliance in name, if these old guys didn't agree with what he wanted to do, there would be no chance.