The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 1,794 The Storm (Part 2)

"Hahaha... It seems that I am indeed lucky enough to turn bad luck into good luck."

Old Man Tianji had a rich smile on his old face.

However, his expression became strange immediately.

He had just spent all his efforts to predict the future for Xu Feng, but he did not expect that the future of many forces would be involved.

Among them, some forces may experience huge fluctuations in the future.

Nangong family.

As one of the four major ancient tribes in the entire southern continent.

Nangong Yuan had his hands behind his back at the moment. He stood on the top of a mist-shrouded mountain and stared at the sky in the distance.

His old eyes flickered, and no one knew what he, who had the power of life and death for countless people and controlled one of the four ancient tribes, was thinking in his heart at this moment.

The Nangong family in the distance is in the pagoda palace.

Nangong Xue's eyes were full of grief and anger, and her face was full of ferocity. She wanted to rush out of the Pagoda Palace and rescue her son again.

She could feel that her son was in crisis again.

However, there was nothing she could do at the moment.

"Nangong Yuan, if anything happens to my son, I will let you bury my son with him, and let the entire Nangong family bury me with him."

Nangong Xue's voice was bone-chilling, as if it could break through the blockade of the void and echo over the vast Nangong family.

The Nangong family, as one of the four ancient clans, their mansion is almost a huge palace, like a castle.

Among them, there are countless branches of the Nangong family, countless shops, and bustling scenes everywhere. Many people are looking at the majestic palace in the distance.

"Why!"

Many powerful men sighed silently, and many of them knew the owner of that voice, who was once the proud son of the Nangong family.

Nangong Xue was loved by everyone in the entire Nangong family back then. Her talent was really high and her heart was very kind.

"Nangong Xue, he shouldn't have survived in the first place, don't you understand?" Nangong Yuan's body appeared outside the Pagoda Palace at some unknown time.

Outside the Pagoda Palace, there was an old man standing.

He stands guard outside the Pagoda Palace like a sculpture.

When the old man saw Nangong Yuan appear, he didn't say much, he just glanced at Nangong Yuan lightly.

This is something rare to see in the entire Nangong family.

"Nangong Yuan, why do you say that my son should not survive? What qualifications do you have to decide my son's life or death?"

"Don't think I don't know. Over the years, even if you took the opportunity to punish me, do you dare to say that you are not afraid of someone threatening your position as the Great Elder?"

"You are simply selfish for your own power. You have been in that position for too long and you are unwilling to leave."

"You are afraid...you are afraid of my son, you are afraid of our mother and son...you have the ability to kill me too."

Nangong Xue's voice came from the Pagoda Palace. She endured the pain day and night, but she was indifferent.

However, seeing her biological son about to be killed, she, as a mother, was powerless, and she felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart.

"Do you agree?"

Nangong Yuan's eyes flickered, as if he was asking the old man next to him.

The old man glanced at Nangong Yuan and pursed his lips in disbelief. He said nothing.

"Nangong Xue, I have dedicated my whole life to the Nangong family for so many years. I will not see any threat to the Nangong family."

"The Dark Palace is very powerful. If our Nangong family goes against them, our Nangong family will disappear in the southern continent sooner or later."

Nangong Yuan's voice sounded.

He suddenly asked himself in his heart, was he really attached to power?

The answer he came up with was no.

He feels that he is for the Nangong family, and he can give everything, even if he is despised and reviled by countless people,

No matter what.

He is not in the position of the great elder of the rolling curtain, but because there has been no suitable person to take charge of the family in recent years, he cannot let go.

"Hahaha... Nangong Yuan, the longer you live, the less courageous you become. Our Nangong family has been standing for thousands of years. Such a weak and incompetent family is a shame to our Nangong family."

"Do you dare to ask how many people in the Nangong family support your idea of ​​not provoking the Dark Palace and your idea of ​​compromise."

"The Nangong family has never been afraid of any challenge. If it cannot swim against the current, the Nangong family will be destined to perish."

Nangong Xue's voice was extremely cold, but every word was precise.

The old man next to him had a sigh on his expressionless face.

Unfortunately, he immediately turned his head and glanced at Nangong Yuan, but he did not continue to say anything.

"Nangong Xue, you think things are really too simple. How can you understand such a huge family and its intricacies?"

Nangong Yuan became a little angry with embarrassment, his old eyes filled with rage, and said: "You can reflect slowly in the Pagoda Palace."

"In the future, if one day you think clearly and bow your head to me and admit your mistake. The future of the Nangong family will still be yours."

"hehe!"

The corners of Nangong Xue's mouth raised slightly, with a sneer, and said: "Nangong Yuan, you are wrong again!"

"Am I wrong?" Nangong Yuan said after hearing this.

"Yes, you are wrong, very wrong." Nangong Xue said with sadness and anger on her pale face: "The Nangong family does not belong to one person, but to the tens of millions of Nangong family members. They are the only ones. Only then can we decide the future of the Nangong family.”

“Nangong Xue, you are wrong!”

Nangong Yuan's old face showed a unique pedantry and stubbornness. He said slowly and leisurely: "They all belong to the Nangong family."

"But the Nangong family needs someone to guide them, otherwise they will be lost in the flow of history."

"ridiculous!"

Nangong Xue’s words sounded again.

Just when the two seemed to be debating, the old man next to them suddenly coughed.

"cough……"

The world seemed to become quiet at this moment.

"What she said is not wrong. The Nangong Family does not belong to any one person. It belongs to the entire Nangong Family's tens of millions of people."

"Without them, there would be no Nangong family, and there would be no future for the Nangong family." The old man seemed to have not said so many words for many years.

Nangong Yuan swallowed.

"Just imagine, if there weren't people like them, where would the Spirit Emperors, Spirit Lords, and Spirit Emperors of the Nangong family come from?"

Nangong Yuan's face was still stubborn and pedantic, and he said: "I don't agree. Our Nangong family has the inheritance of the four ancient clans, and the bloodline should not be exposed."

"The blood of space is our foundation, the foundation for our entire family to be passed down. This is the training left over from ancient times."

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