All eyes were on him.

Among the group, a middle-aged man led by him, wearing a dark golden robe, with a white face and beard, a handsome figure, and a sense of majesty, it was Xiao Gongyi.

And beside him, Nangong Jueyun was wearing a cyan moire robe, with a jade crown and bundled hair, his expression was calm and indifferent, and there were gold and silver flames in his eyes.

"Nangong Jueyun is here!"

"He is worthy of being one of the top ten princes, a peerless genius of martial arts and martial arts dual cultivation!"

Many girls present, looking at Nangong Jueyun, their eyes flashed with brilliance.

I have to say that Nangong Jueyun's image in the outside world is indeed elegant and easy-going.

Only those who really understand Nangong Jueyun know what a moody person he is.

Among this group of people, in addition to Xiao Gongyi and Nangong Jueyun, there was also a middle-aged beautiful woman, who attracted a lot of attention.

That beautiful woman was dressed in palace clothes, with a beautiful appearance and a delicate temperament.

She is none other than Nangong Huajing of the Nangong family.

is now Xiao Gong's wife.

Today, Nangong Huajing came to witness Nangong Jueyun winning the position of the young sect master.

After all, Nangong Jueyun is the Tianjiao of the Nangong family, and Nangong Huajing, as a member of the Nangong family, is naturally eager for his own Tianjiao.

"Sect Master. Xiao Gongyi's tone was light, and he nodded slightly at Gu Beihan.

Seeing Xiao Gong's attitude of not being salty or light, Gu Beihan was also expressionless.

Nangong Jueyun glanced at Gu Xiangling, and then said with a faint smile: "Xiangling, presumably it will be a good day for us in the near future." ”

Looking at the gentle smile on Nangong Jueyun's face, Gu Xiangling only felt sick to his stomach.

She had never seen such a hypocrisy.

Seeing that Gu Xiangling didn't respond, Nangong Jueyun's eyes condensed slightly, and then said, "I heard that you and Ye Guchen had a very happy conversation before. ”

Gu Xiangling's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he raised his eyelids and said, "So what?"

"Heh, it's nothing, I just want to tell you that Ye Guchen will definitely not survive to bury Tiandao, and you don't need to have any friendship with a mortal person. Nangong Jueyun smiled.

Listening to Nangong Jueyun's words with the smell of gunpowder, everyone present knew it.

This Nangong Jueyun, I'm afraid I'm going to get on a par with Ye Guchen.

However, at this moment, a chuckle suddenly sounded.

"Oh, a person who owes debts, what qualifications does he have to talk behind the backs of others?"

Hearing this voice, everyone present was shocked, and then their eyes suddenly turned away.

Two figures, from outside the Artifact Sect, slowly stepped into the square.

The person who opened his mouth was a handsome and elegant young man in a black robe, with a hint of playfulness on his face, not Ye Guchen or someone.

"It's Ye Guchen, he really showed up!"

"Is he Ye Guchen, as rumored, he has the posture of a heavenly king. ”

"No wonder he was able to kill Xingyu Sword Pavilion Gu Shaoyang and become one of the top ten sons!"

Ye Guchen's arrival can be said to have made the audience boil.

After all, in recent times, the name of Tianjiao that has been circulating the most in the Southern Heaven Domain may be Ye Guchen.

And beside Ye Guchen, it was Forging Tianfeng.

"That should be the former Holy Hand of the Southern Forging. ”

"Hey, I didn't expect that Forging Tianfeng, who was once as famous as Xiao Gong, would become so depressed and old. Many warriors who knew the secrets of the past sighed secretly in their hearts.

"Ye Guchen......" Nangong Jueyun stared at Ye Guchen, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The two of them met for the first time.

But before they met, the grudge was already settled.

And even if there is no such thing as Wanbaofang.

Just by virtue of the grievances between Xiao Gongyi and Forging Tianfeng, the two of them are destined to be enemies standing on opposite sides.

"Forging Tianfeng, I didn't expect you to really dare to come back. ”

Xiao Gongyi first glanced at Ye Guchen lightly, and then his gaze fell on Forging Tianfeng beside Ye Guchen.

Forging Tianfeng also looked at Xiao Gongyi, and the two looked at each other.

South Forging Holy Hand.

Emperor of the Northern Instruments.

The two forging geniuses of the Artifact Sect were once entangled, and they collided again today.

However, Forging Tianfeng's gaze did not stay too much on Xiao Gongyi.

His eyes trembled slightly, and he looked at the beautiful woman in palace clothes standing next to Xiao Gongyi.

"Huajing ......"

Forging Tianfeng, who has always had a casual personality, is rarely a little restrained at this moment, and at the same time, there is a trace of pain in the depths of his eyes.

One of the greatest pains in this world is that the person you want is already someone else's wife.

"You really are...... Senior Brother Forging?"

Looking at the rather old forging Tianfeng in front of her, Nangong Huajing's eyes widened slightly, as if she couldn't believe it.

Forging Tianfeng is a person who is about the same age as Xiao Gong and Nangong Huajing.

However, Xiao Gongyi and Nangong Huajing are both middle-aged.

Forging Tianfeng is an old dragon clock, looking depressed and down.

It can be seen from this that over the years, what kind of life has Forging Tianfeng lived.

When Ye Guchen first met Forging Tianfeng, it was also because Forging Tianfeng couldn't afford to pay for the wine that Ye Guchen would help him out of the siege, so he got acquainted.

"Senior Brother Forging, Hua Jing really didn't recognize you. ”

After the initial accident, Nangong Huajing's emotions did not have much turmoil.

Maybe once, she did fall in love with Forging Tianfeng, but that was in the past.

And now, she is Xiao Gongyi's wife, and Forging Tianfeng is just an old man with an old dragon clock.

"Hua Jing, I didn't expect that I would see you again one day. ”

Forging Tianfeng was in a state of emotion, and even his hands were trembling slightly.

When Nangong Huajing heard this, she sighed slightly: "Senior Brother Forging, in fact, you shouldn't come back." ”

Hearing this, Forging Tianfeng's heart trembled suddenly.

He looked at Nangong Huajing in front of him, she was still so beautiful, and the years didn't seem to bring her many traces, but made her precipitate and become more mature.

But she is also no longer the simple and delicate girl of the Nangong family who first entered the Artifact Sect before.

"Hua Jing, you ......" Forging Tianfeng's throat choked.

He thought that Nangong Huajing should at least miss it when he saw him, not to mention how happy he was.

However, there is not even this nostalgia.

He saw a sigh in Nangong Huajing's eyes.

Seeing Nangong Huajing treating Forging Tianfeng with such an attitude, Ye Guchen's brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

However, this is a private matter that belongs to Forging Tianfeng, and Ye Guchen is not easy to interfere with.

Nangong Huajing shook her head slightly and said: "Senior Brother Forging, in fact, your obsession is too deep, Hua Jing has already thought about it, maybe it's all fate." ”

"It was your fate to lose in the first place. ”

"Now, what is the use of you bringing your apprentices?"

"He is not even a disciple of the Artifact Sect, how can he participate in the selection of the Young Sect Master, let alone compete with Jueyun. ”

Nangong Huajing believes that Forging Tianfeng came back to take revenge on his former hatred.

Let his disciples deal with Nangong Jueyun.

However, Nangong Huajing did not think that Ye Guchen was qualified to deal with Nangong Jueyun on the way to forging.

Hearing the people of the past say such ruthless and indifferent words, Forging Tianfeng's old face twitched slightly.

Over the years, he has poured his sorrows with wine, in order to forget Nangong Huajing.

However, I can't forget it.

But now, hearing the person he intended to say such indifferent words, Forging Tianfeng only felt that his heart was full of desolation.

Finally, Ye Guchen couldn't sit idly by.

"Who told you that I'm not from the Artifact Sect?"

Ye Guchen spoke, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Nangong Huajing.

(End of chapter)