Chapter 340: Although I am attached to the world, I have no regrets in death

In the square.

Listening to the sound of being scooped up and fried again and again, the Nangong family members went from being frightened and horrified at first to gradually becoming calm and finally numb.

As for the brothers Nangong Muji and Nangong Liu, they have already avenged their respective revenges.

The bodies of the Great Elder and others were piled aside.

"Brother Yu, you're back." Nangong Liu had good eyesight and spotted Nangong Yu and his group from a distance and quickly went to greet them.

When he saw Nangong Yemo and his wife, he was stunned for a moment, "Brother Yu, this, this is..."

Nangong Yu: "Brother, these are my parents."

Nangong Liu's pupils suddenly shrank, full of disbelief, "Didn't uncle and aunt already..." die?

But the couple in front of me are clearly normal people.

Nangong Yu patted Nangong Liu's shoulder with a smile on his face, "Brother, to be honest, I also thought that Dad and Mom had died, but I didn't expect that they still had a glimmer of life in their bodies, and were saved by Guaibao."

"That's the way it is. Alright, stop being so shocked. It's not a big deal. What's the big deal?"

Nangong Muji, who came in a hurry, twitched his mouth violently.

Resurrection from the dead!

If this isn't something to be surprised about, then what is?

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and accepted it well. He hurriedly bowed to Nangong Yemo and his wife, "Mu Ji, meet uncle and aunt."

"Hey, hey, hey, hurry up, hurry up."

The couple smiled kindly, walked forward to help Nangong Muji up, looked at him carefully, and memorized his appearance.

Nangong Liu came back to his senses and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. "Um, hello uncle and aunt, I'm Nangong Liu."

Nangong Yemo smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Good boy, you have grown up so much, but your appearance is still the same as when you were a child, you haven't changed much."

Come to think of it, he had quite an impression of this boy.

He has neither cried nor laughed since he was born, and he doesn't look like a normal child at all. He is a little stupid, but fortunately he is kind-hearted and did not inherit Nangong Yetian's cruelty.

"Hehe." Nangong Liu was not very good at speaking and could only smile foolishly. He thought his uncle would dislike him, but he didn't expect his uncle to take the initiative to get close to him.

Most importantly, he could see that his uncle treated him as a junior from the bottom of his heart, which gave him an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Warm and sweet.

At this moment, Xin Peiying shouted loudly: "Princess, the old beast is dying, should I continue to fry him?"

Useless trash, she hasn't had enough fun with it yet.

Luo Ranran shook her head, "No need."

"Grandfather and grandmother, the old beast is dying. Go ahead, don't you want to kill him yourself?"

Yes, of course!

After Nangong Yemo and his wife looked at each other, they used their Qinggong skills and came to Xin Peiying's side in the blink of an eye.

The cold ghostly aura made the couple shiver. They looked at Xin Peiying with fear, and then looked at Nangong Jingli, who was fried crispy and golden on the ground.

“Hahahaha, this is Nangong Jingli?”

“Hahahaha, Nangong Jingli, you probably didn’t expect that your ending would be like this!”

The couple couldn't help laughing loudly.

Xin Peiying's scarlet eyes flashed, and she quickly stood aside, giving her seat to the couple.

She couldn't afford to offend these two people.

Nangong Jingli only had one breath left.

No one knew whether it was because he was unwilling or because he was tough, but even though his body was almost fried to death, he still held on to his breath.

Now, when he heard the voices of Nangong Yemo and his wife, he was shocked and angry.

It's strange, this voice is so familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere, who is it? Why can't he remember?

[Hehe, let me solemnly introduce to you all, these two are my grandparents. 】

hiss……

Aren’t the brat’s grandparents Nangong Yemo and his wife? Weren’t they turned into zombies by him? How did you come back to life?

Nangong Yemo was shocked. What on earth was going on?

In the square, the numb Nangong family members were suddenly in an uproar.

Shit, someone who’s been dead for more than ten years isn’t dead yet? Are they just unlucky? Or was he rescued by Luo Ranran? Or was it that Nangong Jingli was too soft-hearted and spared their lives?

Qing Qian glanced at everyone, with a sneer on her face, "Thank you for your concern. My husband and I don't have any other abilities, but we are lucky. We finally managed to hold on until our darling granddaughter came to rescue us. Wow, our luck is really extraordinary."

Nangong Family: "..."

Well, I’ve seen people praising others, but I’ve never seen anyone praising himself like you do.

Nangong Yemo had a look of disgust on his face, with his eyes half-closed. He didn't have a good impression of the people of the Nangong family, and he was not familiar with these people, so there was nothing to say to them.

He found a stick and poked Nangong Jingli with disdain, "Old beast, why don't you make a sound whether you are dead or not!"

Nangong Jingli: (òó)

Damn it, if he could have made a sound, he would have run away long ago.

Nangong Yemo smacked his lips. "Forget it. I won't embarrass you. You never thought that Qianqian and I could survive. You must be very curious!"

Nangong Jingli: ...I am indeed curious.

Nangong Yemo's eyes darkened, "Haha, curiosity is useless. I won't tell you. You won't live long anyway."

"Tsk tsk, old beast, your dream of immortality, your unification of the world, your dream of becoming an emperor, will never come true~"

"I wonder what you feel at this moment?"

As he spoke, Nangong Yemo poked Nangong Jingli hard with the stick. The creaking sound was particularly harsh.

"Speak up, old beast, just speak up!"

Nangong Jingli was furious.

Ahhhhh, if he could speak, he would have scolded Nangong Yemo to death.

It was obvious that Nangong Yemo was a dog in his hands and he could torture him however he wanted, but now, Nangong Yemo was actually saved.

He was so pissed off.

At the same time, he really wanted to know how he survived. If he could survive in this way...

"Husband, why waste time talking to that old beast? Just kill him with one knife." Qing Qian covered her mouth and nose, trying hard to suppress her nausea.

"This stench is almost making me vomit. I wanted to slice the old beast into pieces and feed it to the dog, but it is really disgusting. For the sake of my own stomach, I'd better finish it quickly."

Nangong Jingli: (╬◣д◢)

You are disgusting, your whole family is disgusting!

Nangong Yemo didn't hesitate any longer. He picked up a long sword from the ground and thrust it into Nangong Jingli's heart.

At the moment when his soul floated out, Lian Jin grabbed it and quickly stuffed it into a porcelain bottle.

The action was so fast that Xin Peiying didn't even have time to react.

She turned to look at Luo Ranran, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but didn't know how to start.

Luo Ranran put her hands behind her back, raised her head and sighed, "Xin Peiying, I will not give you the soul of that old beast. I will only torture you in every way. Your great revenge has been avenged, and it's time to go."

Xin Peiying had tears and blood in her eyes as she looked at the world reluctantly.

"Thank you, little princess."

Thank you for letting me survive a little longer.

Although I am still attached to this world, I have no regrets in death.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xin Peiying flew into the air, and in an instant, a powerful and deafening thunder sounded.

Xin Peiying was reduced to ashes on the spot.