Breaking sorrow stepped into the attic, and as soon as he appeared, he attracted everyone's attention. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His gaze swept over, and there was a divine light revealed, like the eyes of the sky, everyone felt cold in their hearts at the same time, as if they had been directly seen in the depths of the divine soul at a glance.

Nangong Wentian was stunned at first when he saw the appearance of broken sorrow, but when he came back to his senses, he was overjoyed, pushed away the person in front of him, stepped forward, bowed, and said respectfully:

Nangong Wentian has seen the seniors, a few days ago, the juniors regretted very much, and they were worried that he would not know when he would be able to see each other again. Today, to be able to get the Lord of Xuantian Sect to come in person, the kid is terrified, Nangong Commercial Bank is really full of brilliance!"

What he said was ambiguous and leaky, not only revealing the identity of the broken sorrow, but also invisibly borrowing the other party's momentum to prevent disasters for himself.

This fox fake tiger action makes people unable to find the slightest reason to blame, but it is also good.

Moreover, Nangong Wentian believes that when he comes to visit Nangong Commercial Bank at this time, he must have something to ask for.

Therefore, he dared to conclude that the other party would definitely not dissociate himself from him in public.

There was a hint of approval in his eyes, not to mention his cultivation and combat power, this heart city alone was enough to become a great weapon.

"Young Master Nangong is polite, he came uninvited, in fact, there are some things that need to be disturbed, but now it seems that it is not the right time to come, so he won't blame it, right?"

I don't care, he appeared at this time, it was originally to prevent the other party, and it doesn't matter if he is used, in a simple sentence, not only did he inherit the friendship between the two, but also said that he had something to ask for, and I believe that Nangong Wentian knows what to do.

Sure enough, as soon as the voice on the side of Xuan Sorrow fell, Nangong Wentian did not hesitate to interface:

"The seniors are serious, you can come to visit my Nangong family, it is a blessing for you to come to the door. Now that my father is not here, your affairs will be taken care of by Nangong Wentian, but if you can, you will do your best to do it for you. ”

In this way, the two of you said a word, made an agreement in public, and ignored everyone in the building.

"This, this"

An old man in yellow was still stroking his beard, but he froze there at this time, muttering in his mouth, shaking his hands, and pulling off a few handfuls of beard, but he didn't realize it.

"Lord of Xuantian Xuantian Sect, Break Sorrow"

The bitter voice came out of his mouth, and at the same time, there was an "oops", but it was dragged bigger, and most of his beard fell into his hand, and blood was still bulging at the roots.

This pain also brought him back to his senses, and he hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Junior Xiao Ren, I have seen the master of Xuantian Sect. ”

This person is born with hanging eyes, even if he looks at people at the same level, he still feels condescending and arrogant.

At least, a moment ago, it was still like that.

Now it's different, looking at his actions, I can't wait to knock my head on the ground, looking up from the soles of my feet, how can I have a little arrogance at all.

Seeing him like this, whether it was Nangong Wentian, or Nangong Feiyu and Wu Yue, who came up after him, showed contempt on their faces, and they were shouting and shouting to kill a moment ago, arrogant, but now they don't even have basic responsibilities, full of soft bones.

The black and white two tigers nodded appreciatively, they can bend and stretch, and the husband is the same!

Broken Chou didn't say anything, just glanced at him indifferently, and then moved his gaze behind him.

There, a long, handsome young man with a shocked look on his face and his hands on the table as if he had just jumped out of a chair.

This person must be Nangong Wentian's second brother.

"Nangong Luoqian, I have seen my predecessors! My father Nangong Xiong has a saying, the hero of the world must be the master of Xuantian Sect, and there are few others, and he has not been able to compete with him. Today, I am fortunate to see the fairy wind of my predecessors, and I know that what my father said is true!"

Nangong Luoqian's performance was much better than that of the old man in yellow named Xiao Ren, at least he calmed down, neither humble nor arrogant, and said a flattering word, which was also indirectly indicating his identity.

From the performance of Xuan Chou when he appeared on the stage, to the conversation between the two, it is not difficult for him to judge that the other party and Nangong Wentian have the old, and in such a situation, he can still maintain his composure, this Nangong Luo Qian is also extraordinary.

Duan Chou nodded secretly, and said indifferently: "Nangong Xiong has a good reputation, and Duan Mou has also been a friend of him for a long time, so he will have a chance to be strong." ”

"However, the young master of Nangong is a friend of this seat, since you are shouting and killing him under the nose of this seat, it is nothing, this seat is next. ”

"Come, whatever means there is, just use it. ”

With a sweep of his eyes, if there is substance, those affected are like entering an ice cellar, and his body is cold.

In the Crystal Palace that day, the rickety old man standing behind Nangong Feiyu was not present, thinking that he was a great monk enshrined by the family, and he would not make a move, let alone interfere in Nangong's family affairs.

At this time, behind Nangong Luoqian, there were still several monks standing, all of whom had cultivation in the middle and late stages of the Dragon and Tiger Realm, but in front of Broken Sorrow, where did they usually look like they were powerful, and they were silent one by one, and they didn't even dare to come out.

Xiao Ren was even more unbearable, and said repeatedly: "Don't dare, break the sect master, the juniors are just just"

It's just something, I panicked for a while, but I couldn't say it.

Xiao Ren is a person, he has the cultivation of the Great Perfection in the late stage of the Dragon and Tiger Realm, but his cultivation is accumulated little by little, he has been a guest of the Nangong family since he was young, and he has never licked blood on the head of the knife, even if he fights against foreign monks of the same level, he has no confidence.

The master of the Xuantian Sect?

Just kidding! That's the killing god that Fang Jingxiu and Dao Lingxu dare to kill!!

He didn't even think of resisting.

Duan Chou glanced down at him, and his eyes were facing each other, just so that Xiao Ren could see that in his gaze, a little cold flashed, and an ominous premonition came to his heart.

This person bullies the weak and fears the hard, and has a good cultivation in his body, so he is a good monkey.

Broken Sorrow's face was expressionless, and his palm slowly stretched out, his palm forward, facing him from afar.

"Ahh

Seeing the action, Xiao Ren screamed, his feet were forced, and a loud burst sounded, between the second and third floors, it was pierced in an instant, and the whole body sank down instantly.

As one of the forty-six big commercial houses in Canghai City, the construction of its main shop can be imagined, between the floors, the most basic and good materials, all kinds of seals and prohibitions are indispensable, but Xiao Ren broke it effortlessly, if he didn't make enough preparations before, it was completely impossible.

It turned out that while bowing his head and begging for his life, he also made plans to escape.