Everyone was stunned, their minds were blank, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

What the hell is going on, who did it just now?

Before everyone could figure out the previous question, an even more terrifying scene appeared.

I saw that Nangong Hairong's body gradually changed into the shape of a dragon......

God, God, he is really a sea clan, and he is also a dragon clan!

But the matter is not over, after turning into a dragon, the form slowly begins to shrink, until it becomes a shriveled dragon corpse......

Just as everyone wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, the corpse moved again......

Everyone changed color and retreated in unison, and even the chef didn't have time to be sad and took a few steps back.

Everyone held their breath, and the spiritual power in their hands was even more imminent, but ......

Just as the atmosphere at the scene reached a tense state to the extreme, a ball of pale golden light spat out from the shriveled dragon's mouth.

Everyone: "......"

The little catfish shouted in the space, "My ball! My balls! ”

"Tap!"

Lan Lingxi's tone was not good, but he still bent down and picked up the ball. The ball feels cold in the hand, and there is nothing special about it.

It all seems like a long time, but it's just a matter of a moment.

Most people can't recover from this series of changes, not because they are rare and strange, but because things are too unbelievable.

Nangong Xichen glanced at the dried corpse on the ground lightly, and then at the ball in Lan Lingxi's hand, his eyes thoughtful.

On Xuanyuan's fairy-like face, his eyes were dark.

Nangong Xu and the eyes of the elders searched around, but they didn't find who the person who shot was who, but this did not prevent them from guessing.

Nangong Xu: "Everyone disperses."

The cook looked at the dried corpse on the ground with teary eyes, his mouth moved, and he looked like he wanted to say something.

Nangong Xu: "If you want to bury him, bury him!"

Chef: "Thank you for the success!"

The play has already been watched, but everyone doesn't seem to have the feeling of solving their doubts, but feels that the matter is even more confusing.

They now knew that this man had taken away his future young master's wife. But why did he do that? Who killed him in the end? Anyway, they didn't see the young master and the future young master's wife make a move.

Could it be that the young master's cultivation is already as strong as a fight? Even so, he didn't have to make a sudden kill, right?

A group of people were dismissed by Nangong Xu with suspicions.

Everyone dispersed, and there were only four of them left in the front hall: Xuanyuan Che, Nangong Xichen, Nangong Xirui and Lan Lingxi.

"Xi, will you go back to the Xuanyuan family with me?"

Xuanyuan Che took Lan Lingxi's hand, and the depths of his eyes were still glowing with a faint, heartbreaking sadness.

"Get out!"

Nangong Xichen's momentum was awe-inspiring, and he was suddenly full of murderous energy.

"You're not qualified to tell me to get out, it's you who should get out!"

Xuanyuan Che did not show weakness, and he was also imposing.

Lan Lingxi: "......"

Nangong Xirui: "......"

Do you want to leave now, it's not good to be injured by mistake in a while.

"Enough of you two!"

Lan Lingxi glared at Nangong Xichen, and then at Xuanyuan Che.

Two: "......"

"Che, can you go back first?"

"Xi, I want you to go back with me."

Nangong Xichen couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly grabbed Lan Lingxi and disappeared in place.

Bastard!

Xuanyuan Che scolded angrily and chased after him.

Nangong Xirui: "......"

Lan Lingxi wanted to make it clear with Xuanyuan Che, but Nangong Xichen, the big vinegar jar, didn't give her a chance to speak at all.

"Chen, what are you doing?"

"Don't you know what I'm doing?"

"Can you stop making a fuss?"

was already burning with jealousy in his heart, and Lan Lingxi's words added fuel to the fire, instantly causing the jealousy to burst out of the sky.

Did she think he was messing around? Is she blind? Didn't you see that bastard eyeing her? Or is it ......

"You like him?"

Nangong Xichen's voice was eerie and cold.

Lan Lingxi looked at the sky speechlessly, and once again appreciated the horror of the vinegar jar.

"What do you think?"

Lan Lingxi didn't answer the rhetorical question.

I think? I think you still like him a little, otherwise why are you always kind to him? He tried to rob you several times, but you didn't get angry......

"Chen, you have to trust me, huh?"

"But if you don't like him, why doesn't he keep pestering you, and you don't get angry?"

Lan Lingxi was stunned by Nangong Xichen's question, and did not answer for a while.

Seeing this, the flame in Nangong Xichen's heart was even worse.

"Xi, do you really like him?"

Lan Lingxi also felt very strange, if it was Long Feiyu or anyone else, she would definitely leave without hesitation, or ignore it, but what Chen said made sense, why didn't she get angry?

Do you really like Che and don't realize it? How is this possible?

Lan Lingxi's brain was buzzing, so she didn't hear Nangong Xichen's question at all. But in Nangong Xichen's eyes, Lan Lingxi couldn't answer, or didn't dare to answer.

This realization made him almost lose his mind with jealousy, and the hand holding her waist also unconsciously increased its strength.

"Chen, you hurt me!"

Lan Lingxi was pulled back to his thoughts by the pain in his lower back.

Nangong Xichen did not relax the strength of her hand at all because Lan Lingxi said that she was in pain, but instead took her back to the room directly with a roundabout, and at the same time set up a layer of enchantment outside the room.

Glancing at the enchantment, Xuanyuan Che was so angry that he almost blew up the Nangong family, just now, he was almost there, he was able to grab her......

Xuanyuan Che and Nangong Xichen's cultivation is comparable, so no one can help anyone.

Maybe it's time to break through, Xuanyuan Che thought in his heart that he must break this deadlock.

In the room, Lan Lingxi was forced into the corner by Nangong Xichen, and his pupils were jumping with burning flames.

Lan Lingxi had never seen him like this, so he didn't know what to do for a while. She used to be very curious about what it would be like to be liked by him with his domineering nature, but now she knows that he is domineering, black-hearted, and bad-tempered.

"Speak!"

Nangong Xichen's red lips moved in vain, and a cold voice sounded.

Lan Lingxi blinked, want her to speak? Say what?

Seeing Lan Lingxi's dazed look, Nangong Xichen's chest seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't go up or down in one breath.

What should he do with this little goblin?

"Say you like me, just like me!"

Nangong Xichen spoke domineeringly. It's just that the voice is noticeably softer.

Lan Lingxi: "......"

This fool, does this need to be said? Can't he see when he's blind?

"Xi, say it quickly!"

Nangong Xichen's voice suddenly became low, and his body was a little tighter with Lan Lingxi.

Lan Lingxi wanted to take a step back, but there was a wall behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

Seeing Lan Lingxi's body movements, Nangong Xichen's eyes darkened, and then leaned over, just when his red lips were about to touch her pink lips, he stopped, his gaze stayed on it for a moment, and then stared at Lan Lingxi's spiritual eyes. There was a hazy glint in his eyes.