Chapter 18: Yan Ximing

The Xiuwen fan in his hand was thrown by Nangong Ziyang and stretched out. Suddenly, a big southern character appeared on the fan, and also appeared in the eyes of the three elders of Yanmen.

The surroundings were quiet again, and everyone held their breath, not even daring to let out the air.

Who doesn't know the symbol of one of the three major forces in the Southern Continent? That big southern character explained everything in an instant, Nangong Pavilion, the only one stationed in the Imperial City of Zhongzhou, its power was all over the entire Southern Continent, and there were countless powerful people of all kinds of magic masters in it. If it weren't for the fact that the Nangong Pavilion Lord didn't have the ambition to annex Zhongzhou, how could it be his turn to be arrogant here? The eyes of the three elders of Yanmen widened, and they gasped.

In addition to Yanmen, the royal family and the Ice Valley in Zhongzhou, the most important point is that the Nangong Pavilion is located. And the three major forces that are rumored in Zhongzhou are more like they are attached to Nangong Pavilion in private.

Elder Yanmen's face turned unnatural, and the three of them glanced at each other, and they all saw the bitterness in their eyes. He was already unlucky to go to his grandmother's house today, but who knew that this time there was a more ruthless... Elder Yan Tong pretended to be calm, and said in a dry voice: "Excuse me... This little brother has a big name?"

"Heh......" knew that he would expect this kind of result, Nangong Ziyang smiled helplessly, if he hadn't been forced to do so, how could he expose his identity so quickly: "Nangong Ziyang." ”

As soon as these words came out, not only the three elders of Yanmen, but even the princess of Yanmen behind her covered their red lips lightly, looking at Nangong Ziyang in disbelief. Who would have thought that this rich young master who looked at the arts, science and gentleness would actually be the young master of Nangong Pavilion? Even Feng Tianyou looked at Nangong Ziyang a few more times, and his heart was full of doubts.

After a long time, Elder Yantong's obscure voice came: "Nangong Gongzi...... I..."

"Needless to say. Putting away the folding fan, Nangong Ziyang waved his hand impatiently and said, "Three elders, this brother and this girl are friends of someone in Nangong, please stop here for the thin face of someone in Nangong, how about it?" seemed to be discussing, but the superior momentum in that tone was more like an order.

"The little old man has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, so he has offended a lot, and he also asks the son to do a lot, don't go to the heart, and the little old man will leave. After Elder Yantong finished speaking, he turned around cleanly and rode away. Before leaving, Princess Nayanmen glared at Feng Tianyou angrily.

"Alright, let's all disperse. Nangong Ziyang arched his hand towards the people around him and said with a smile.

Everyone also responded with a smile, not daring to slack off. Without waiting for them to disperse, Nangong Ziyang and Feng Tianyou turned around and returned to the inn.

As soon as he entered the door, the innkeeper immediately came and said attentively: "I don't know if Nangong Gongzi is here......"

Halfway through the words, he was blocked by Nangong Ziyang waving his hand, you don't have to think about it to know what the shopkeeper is next, like this kind of flattery, Nangong Ziyang has experienced a lot, he just is not used to this kind of worldly etiquette, so he left home and went out to travel.

Sending away the innkeeper, Nangong Ziyang sighed helplessly.

"Thank you Brother Ziyang this time. "Feng Tianyou is like Nangong Ziyang arching his hand. If it weren't for his identity, they might not be able to get out of it today.

"It's just a gesture, and it is said that Princess Yanmen should also receive some lessons, otherwise, with her rude and willful character, and suffering such a great insult, it is difficult to really be able to make a move to kill people on the street. Nangong Ziyang waved his hand, indifferent. He believed that with his identity, even if the master of Yanmen came over, he would have to give three points!

"That's it, Brother Tianyou is too bad......" There was a mosquito moan from the side of Xian'er, Feng Tianyou's old face turned red, and his eyes were very unnatural and intended to be elsewhere.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Xian'er snorted and laughed, pulled him to sit down, made tea for him, and brought it to hand.

Stretching out his hand to take the tea handed over by Xian'er, Feng Tianyou coughed dryly twice, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Nangong Pavilion, one of the largest forces in the Southern Continent, formerly known as Demon Martial Pavilion, its founder is a single name with the surname Wu, and he claims to be the martial god Houyi, and then changed to Nangong for some reason, and it has developed for more than two thousand years. The general cabinet is stationed in the imperial city of Zhongzhou, the masters are like clouds, there are countless pavilions, and its power is so great that it is self-evident. ”

Nangong Ziyang smiled lightly and was silent, and the Xiuwen fan in his hand moved slowly, waiting to listen to the following.

Xian'er was also at a loss, not understanding what he meant.

"But I can't figure it out, with your identity, you're actually alone to explore this Yanlong Secret Realm. ”

Xiuwen Fan was held in his palm, Nangong Ziyang still smiled, and asked instead of answering: "What does Brother You think that day?"

Feng Tianyou will still smile lightly: "At least the momentum will not be weaker than that Yanmen." ”

"Not necessarily, just in case...... Am I really here alone?"

"Brother Ziyang is afraid of clichΓ© red tape, right?"

"Hahahaha, those who know me, God bless brother!" Nangong Ziyang suddenly burst out laughing, just a few words of dialogue, he was quite happy, once upon a time, he didn't want to have such a person sitting opposite him to talk freely, guessing what he was thinking, not to mention, still in the case of the other party knowing his identity.

"Brother Tianyou, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word?" Xian'er tilted her little head and looked at him in great confusion. Just now what they said, she heard it in the clouds.

"Girl, we have found a backer~" Feng Tianyou attached to Xian'er's ear and whispered.

A red glow flew in her ears, and after listening to Feng Tianyou's words with a red face, Xian'er was even more puzzled. After receiving Feng Tianyou's eyes, Xian'er carefully glanced at Nangong Ziyang and suddenly realized. Pretending to understand very well, he nodded mischievously.

Nangong Ziyang smiled helplessly, he found that Feng Tianyou's gaze at him was like the eagerness of a big bad wolf when he saw a lamb, and he didn't need to think about it to know what he wanted.

At this time, there was a commotion outside the inn again, attracting the attention of the three people. I saw that outside the door of the inn, a team of people stood in a neat and orderly manner, and there were dozens of people as far as the eye could see. On the horseback of the front, sat a luxurious and noble young man dressed in silk and satin, his eyes were like torches, and his face was majestic. As he glanced around, the people around him felt that their hearts were pressed by the mountain, and they had difficulty breathing, and they unconsciously avoided his gaze.

In the end, his gaze was locked on the inn, to be precise, on Nangong Ziyang's body.

At the curtain, the cup in Nangong Ziyang's hand was lightly put down, and his eyes intentionally or unintentionally skimmed the person who had already dismounted outside the door, and the corners of his mouth smiled bitterly.

"Coming fast"

Sensing everything in detail, Feng Tianyou's eyes narrowed, not knowing what he was thinking. And Xian'er opened her eyes wide, looking at the two carefully, and the sudden silence made her dare not squeak.

The person who came quickly walked to the three of them and bowed his hand to Nangong Ziyang: "I don't know if you are Nangong Ziyang?"

"Exactly. There were no extra words, and the teacup was sent to the lips by Nangong Ziyang again.

"In Xia Yan Ximing, my father heard that Nangong Gongzi was coming, he was very happy, let him come down to greet him, and asked Nangong Gongzi to move to the house, let me wait for the landlord's etiquette, and please forgive me for my neglect. The man finished speaking slowly, observing Nangong Ziyang's face, waiting for his answer.

Nangong Ziyang was also looking at him, looking at his eyes as sharp as an eagle, he knew that this person must have a strong and arrogant backbone, and the reason why he would talk to him like a subordinate was that he didn't have to think about it to know that it was his father who repeatedly explained.

"I've traveled here alone, so why slack off. This brother doesn't have to be polite, since you came to invite you personally, then someone in Nangong will go with you. I don't know what Brother Yan is talking about?" Nangong Ziyang smiled lightly, stood up and looked at him fearlessly, and at the same time, secretly frightened.

Looking at those eyes, Nangong Ziyang realized that he had completely underestimated him. It was as if he saw a tiger ready to attack, and as soon as he made the slightest move, it would suddenly attack, which was unguardable.

"What kind of environment can make this person have such courage!?" While secretly frightened, Nangong Ziyang and Feng Tianyou exchanged glances, both of them saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

"My father is the lord of the city. Yan Ximing replied.

Nangong Ziyang's face suddenly realized, as if he had just known the identity of this person, and said with a smile: "It turned out that it was Yanwei's predecessor who was invited, and he should visit here." But this trip is not Nangong alone, I don't know ......"

"Nangong Gongzi, please rest assured, the sedan chair is ready, and my father is waiting for you at any time. ”

"Brother Feng, then let's go?" Nangong Ziyang asked Feng Tianyou with a smile, he was not surprised by this result. Because what happened just now can be big or small, now it is definitely known to everyone in the entire Yanlong City, and it is normal for it to reach the ears of the city lord.

"Let's go. Feng Tianyou stood up and said, Xian'er followed.

Walking out of the inn, the three of them entered the carriage, and the dozens of people led by Yan Ximing surrounded the carriage in the middle, acting as guards.

In order to invite one person, dozens of Yanlong City elites were dispatched, and it was the city lord's son who personally led the team, which shows that the Yanlong City Lord attaches great importance to this. The dignity of Nangong Ziyang's identity made Feng Tianyou secretly frightened, and at the same time, the power structure and class level of the Southern Continent in his heart had undergone earth-shaking changes.

"No wonder Brother Nangong wants to go alone, I see. In the bumpy carriage, Feng Tianyou sighed with some sympathy.

"Sometimes it's not a good thing to have a high status. Brother Feng, you have also seen that my identity is superfluous to my character. It's annoying to entertain so much, which can compare to the ease of a person. Nangong Ziyang also replied quite unhappily. This kind of thing that happened to him is simply commonplace, and it seems that this Yanlong City can't stay forever.

"What is the city going to do with us?" said Xian'er with a wink, puzzled.

Feng Tianyou smiled bitterly: "It's not a good thing anyway." ”