Chapter 12: Layout

Nie Yuan glanced at the yellow-robed young man sitting down, and said quietly, "Lord Wang, right?

While saying this, Nie Yuan turned his eyes to Shaoying, and suddenly Shaoying's face became even paler, without a trace of blood.

The yellow-robed young man glanced at Shaoying along Nie Yuan's eyes, pinched the teacup and took a sip and said lightly, "Who?"

In Nie Yuan's laughter, a name smashed the quiet annex like a stone falling into a quiet pool.

"Brother Shaoying, wasn't that the case when you were in the General's Mansion?"

As soon as Nie Yuan's words fell, Shaoying's figure flew by, rushing straight towards the window in the room.

The power of the fourth-order peak burst out in an instant, and in an instant, the entire room was filled with wind and thunder, and it was unrivaled for a while.

But at the moment when Shaoying was about to rush out of the window, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air, black fog and ghostly.

A withered hand was imprinted on Shaoying's chest like a demon's claw, and a mouthful of black blood rushed out of Shaoying's mouth.

Straight and straight was blasted back into the room, Nie Yuan's face changed slightly. The figure suddenly rose up, danced his palms exaggeratedly, and shouted in his mouth: "Let go of that yin and yang man, let me come!"

The figure just happened to be inserted between the thin old man and Shaoying who suddenly appeared, and I saw that the old man's offensive did not stop because of Nie Yuan's appearance.

A claw was clawed out, the wind was fierce, and the ghost cried wolf. There are countless unjust souls faintly surging under the claw, which is very terrifying.

Shaoying's eyes were full of determination, and he shook his head towards Nie Yuan without leaving a trace. Nie Yuan ignored the ferocious attack behind him, grinned and slowly rolled out a palm towards Shaoying.

At this time, there was no room for Shaoying to think too much, and there was no time to think about it at all, so he could only stretch out his hand and slap Nie Yuan with a palm.

At the same time, the wizened old man's ghost claws also grabbed Nie Yuan's back, and suddenly the two forces bombarded together, and the whole annex shook with a bang, and a puff of smoke rose.

The exploding air mass made the young man's snow-white temples fly wildly, but his body was not shaken in the slightest.

The smoke cleared, and Shaoying was long gone.

And Nie Yuan stood there without incident, glancing lightly at the thin old man who was covered in cold sweat behind him.

"Do you want to die?"

Although there was no trace of fluctuation of Yuan Force in Nie Yuan's body at this time, his thin appearance was worse than that of a child.

But it was this man who had no fluctuation of Yuan Force, and he lightly took the attack of the ghost old man and the young man.

This bearing made everyone suspect that Nie Yuan might be close to the legendary seventh order.

You must know that Yang Hongshang didn't dare to use his back to catch the old man's claws, and the young prince put down the teacup and laughed to break the deadlock: "Sure enough, it's a strange person." Stand down. ”

Hearing the words of the prince, the ghost old man was obviously relieved. After bowing slightly to Nie Yuan, he prepared to leave.

"Get back. Shall I let you go?" At this time, Nie Yuan's eyebrows were full of unruliness. Ignoring the young prince's fierce eyes, he said with an evil smile: "Just hit me with your right hand? leave your right hand, or you will leave your life." Lord, this deal is fair, isn't it?"

The inexplicable momentum rose in this messy room, and the young prince's face changed again and again. He thought that the person in front of him had some strength, but he never thought that the strength would be so strong, far beyond his imagination.

But looking at the pleading gaze of the ghost elder, the young prince couldn't give an order for a long time.

This is an old man who has served him for more than three hundred years, but when he saw Nie Yuan's strange smile and aimed at his neck. The young prince trembled inexplicably, and waved his hand bitterly.

The thin old man's face suddenly turned grim, and he tore off his right hand with a wail. Three or two times stopped the blood of the broken arm and left the room in embarrassment.

Nie Yuan looked at the broken arm that was still trembling on the ground, and said with a sigh: "Why bother, it's just a joke." We're our own people. ”

Such an evil master young man Wang Ye has never encountered it, and years of qi cultivation kung fu have no effect at all in front of him.

Tie Qing snorted coldly with a face: "Hand, stay." Shaoying, I'll let people settle him. Say, what are you looking for me for?"

Nie Yuan's face was full of unfinished looks, and he sat opposite the young prince with an unhappy face and said lazily: "I don't look good at the pacifier emperor, and Shaoying's yin and yang people." Let's put it plainly, I do things for you, and you give me a commission. ”

"That's it?" the young prince seemed to be a little unconvinced, such a skilled peerless master would help him because of the commission?

"That's it, if it weren't for the rules of the door that had to complete a deal, I would have come down to play with you?" The disdainful words did not arouse the anger of the young prince, but made his pupils shrink.

Long before the founding of the dynasty, there were stories in ancient books that there were other worlds beyond the nine heavens. Isn't this person in front of him a person from outside the heavens who has gone down to the mortal realm to experience the broken void?

Now the young prince believed a lot in his heart, not to mention Nie Yuan's weird to extreme skills, but more because he didn't care about the royal family's face at all.

Nie Yuan's top and bottom were wafting with a smell that did not belong to this world, which was a very obvious and undeceivable temperament.

And the story told in the cell before, although bizarre and plausible, is likely to have been seen with his own eyes.

This made the young prince even more firm in his thoughts, and suddenly Tie Qing's face returned to ruddy, and he said with a heroic smile: "Help this king ascend to the throne, and you can choose from the treasure house." ”

Nie Yuan rubbed his hands and smiled: "Atmosphere, that yang red dress also belongs to me." ”

Hearing this, Arashi, who had been cowering in the corner and silent, buried her head between her legs and kept trembling.

That prince didn't care, at most he was just a sixth-order peak master. Although it is a pity, it is extremely cost-effective to get the help of the person in front of you.

In this way, the two of them set the day after tomorrow for the day after tomorrow. That is the day when Nie Yuan and the Pacifier Emperor made a bet.

Nie Yuan stood at the window, waved and smiled to send the young prince away on horseback. And the old man with the broken arm was also in the queue, but he didn't even have the courage to raise his head.

It wasn't until Lan confirmed that there was no one around that Nie Yuan rubbed his stiff cheeks and sat down on the tea table and took a big sip of tea.

"Whew, I'm scared to death. Fortunately, they only have fifth-order power. If this were a strength of Yangyang, I wouldn't have sacrificed it on the spot. No, it's a loss. Yangyang must be marked. ”

The chattering Nie Yuan didn't seem to notice that the smile in Lan's eyes sitting next to him gradually increased.

It wasn't until the chattering Nie Yuan felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and when he looked up, he saw that the face like a fairy was in front of him, and what was more familiar was the delicate and snow-white jade hand.

"Uh, Yangyang, what a coincidence! You're here too?"