Chapter 163: The status of the supreme and noble eldest lady

Crystals carved into stars sway around the skirt, and the gorgeous rose dark pattern is elegant and beautiful.

The retro court-style dress is luxurious and noble, and the tassel of green jade flows with a faint brilliance.

A noble and refined girly model came, her inky feathered hair softly swaying in front of her, winding down the ornate and delicate dress, flowing to the edge of the skirt embellished with crystal tassels.

"The family that has really stood in Xuan City for many years without falling has never been the Rong family." Qingling's soft voice slowly came from behind the crazy face, and the girl who was tearing and cursing instantly froze the movement of her teeth and claws, her eyes widened and she turned her head in disbelief, and her eyes revealed deep fear.

The astonishing beauty and greasy look came into view, the girl with a noble temperament walked leisurely, and the unforgettable bearing and appearance made many reporters who gathered around the crowd involuntarily divided into the left and right sides and retreated, slowly revealing the unobstructed road in the middle, and staring at the fairy girl with stunning eyes.

When the blood flowing in the limbs suddenly coagulates,

When the temperature soaked in the internal organs of the texture is suddenly cold,

What would that feel like?

With wide-open and charming apricot eyes, he looked at the girl walking in front of him in disbelief. When the other party's delicately carved eyebrows like ink paintings slowly came into view, at that moment, she only felt that the blood and temperature flowing in her limbs were suddenly withdrawn, and the only thing left was Sen's cold and stiff hands and feet.

Like falling into an ice cave.

"How...... How is it possible, it's you, it's you! She took a few steps back in a panic as if she had seen a ghost, and because of the stiffness and coldness of her hands and feet, her face inevitably staggered, and she stumbled on the advertising sign behind her in embarrassment, which barely stabilized her crumbling figure.

"Yes, of course it's me." Qingling's voice is very soft, compared to the poignant and hoarse face, the fairy girl's voice is like a heavenly sound, which makes the reporters gathered around forget it.

She walked elegantly and indifferently on the middle of the road, although there were countless amazing and obsessive eyes from the crowd on the left and right, but the girl's bearing was still noble and noble, revealing a kind of nobility and Qinghua carefully cultivated by the family from her bones.

Rong Yanyan's already tense nerves were instantly pulled to the limit, she looked at the girl who was gradually approaching her in horror, and her voice was both sad and hoarse: "Nan Zuisheng, aren't you about to die after being shot?" "Why aren't you dead yet!

The malice hidden in the poignant and dumb voice was clearly transmitted to Nan Zuisheng's ink eyes through the resentful gaze of his face: "Yes, I was seriously injured by the gunfire and didn't wake up, but fortunately ......"

She stopped and stood on the side of the steps three meters away from the other party, and the swaying star crystal shone in the sunset: "I'm not dead yet, I've let you down, face." Nan Zuisheng's lips opened slightly, and he easily gained insight into the unfinished words of his face.

"How is it possible, how can you ---" At this point, Yan Yan seemed to have thought of something, and instantly closed his mouth and glared at the south with resentful eyes. The abrupt and poignant voice was like a sudden shattering glass, and the creepy and piercing sound suddenly disappeared in the thick evening clouds.

The tassel of the green jade lotus flower shone in the gilded golden sunset, and the narrow and slender jade fingers casually brushed the smooth jade, Nan Zuisheng raised his eyes and stared at the resentful and crazy look on his face, and said word by word: "How can it be alive, right?" Look, you seem to be terrified of my resurrection? This makes me very curious. ”

The casual tone flowed leisurely with the cool evening breeze, and it sounded so indifferent and leisurely, but when it fell on the ears of the ill-intentioned, it was as cold and terrifying as the scythe of death.

The gorgeous retro dress sets off the graceful figure of the girl, and the long hair of the ink feather flutters in the evening breeze, flowing with a little sporadic clear light and broken shadows.

"No, no! It's just a catastrophe that doesn't die, and there's nothing to fear from me. Having said that, you are really lucky to be drunk in Nan, you can be rescued after being unconscious for more than half a month, and you are worthy of the scheming and deliberately incognito Miss Nanda in July Middle School! Rong Yanyan's tone was extremely cold and harsh, she stared at Nan Zuisheng's graceful and elegant complexion, revealing a shocking explosion between the lines!

Nan Zuisheng, Miss Nanda?

The reporters gathered on the left and right sides looked at the girl standing in disbelief when they heard this.

The intense sunset light flowed down the girl's flawless face, and half of the picturesque eyebrows were soaked in a glimmer of gold in the gilt beam. The other party just glanced at him casually, and the noble and noble bearing and the gaze of charity like a gift were enough to make everyone breathless.

Yes, everyone was afraid of disturbing her.

Disturbed this immortal who is not like a mortal.

"Miss Nanda?" Nan Zuisheng raised his eyebrows in a little surprise when he heard this, and there was a shimmering water between the autumn waves: "Shibei should be impressed for three days, but after half a month, you have become much smarter." ”

The light yellow chiffon skirt was soaked in sticky cold sweat, losing its former silkiness and elegance, and the messy and dirty texture of the face: "Hmph, thanks to the praise of the eldest lady, no matter how smart I become, I can't be as smart as one ten-thousandth of Miss Nanda, and your incognito ability is really beyond my reach." ”

The layers of gorgeous skirts bloom like white roses, the soft white dresses are embroidered with magnificent patterns and stars, and the gems and crystals embellished on silk shine in the sunset.

"I don't dare to be incognito, I just want to live a low-key life, naturally I can't compare to your high-profile publicity, as well as the true ability to do evil and be arrogant in July Middle School." Walking leisurely, Nan Zuisheng slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and looked at the face with a smile that was both resentful and jealous.

She calmly and elegantly approached the embarrassed girl in front of her, her graceful and elegant demeanor was very different from her messy and miserable appearance at the moment: "But what are you nervous about?" I'm just telling some facts, don't look at me with such a resentful gaze, or I'll think you're provoking me, and provoking our --- Nan clan. ”

When he said the last sentence, Nan Zuisheng blinked mischievously, her clear and moist ink eyes stared at the red and swollen face of the girl in front of her, her eyebrows raised slightly, and she glanced sideways at the bewitching woman standing beside her.

"Tut, it's a pity that you have such a beautiful face, it's a pity that God didn't give you a kind and intelligent heart." She glanced lightly at the plump and charming woman, and in the middle of her eyes, the messy and mottled complexion of her face came into view again, and Nan Zuisheng's tone revealed undisguised regret.

The burgundy fishtail skirt outlined the woman's bewitching and sexy body, she brushed a handful of long ink-colored curls with a charming style, and looked at Rong Yan with contempt and sarcasm: "Miss Nanda is right, the Rong family must have been full of evil in her last life, otherwise how could she give birth to such a stupid and arrogant waste as her." ”

The delicate silver high heels stepped gently and forcefully on the floor tiles, and after the bewitching woman walked around her face for half a circle, her eyes touched the diamond droplets on the girl's earlobe, and the look of mockery and hatred was deeply impregnated in her peachy plum-like complexion.

"Arrogant and arrogant, even if you don't hide your mouth, and then you are ruthless and squandering, these dark and ugly names are really worthy of being the children born to Mrs. Rong." She approached her red and swollen cheeks after her face was tied by her palm, and her tone was cold, and she said slowly word by word.

Rong Yanyan's eyes suddenly widened when she heard this, she couldn't hide her humiliation and stared at the bewitching face that came into view, and her voice was very harsh: "Shut up, you slut!" ”

She angrily pushed away the bewitching woman in front of her, and approached Nan Zuisheng step by step with a fierce and violent expression, and she hated the other party's graceful and elegant demeanor from beginning to end: "Nan Zuisheng, you wait, the matter between us is ---" will not die.

Before he could finish speaking, his face pretended to be indifferent and elegant, brushed the dust on his dress, and after glancing at Nan Zuisheng and the bewitching woman with cold and resentful eyes, he forcibly pressed the burning anger in his chest, snorted coldly and turned away.

The rich sunset light is soaked in the slender back of the face, and the cascading sunset clouds are magnificently laid in the sky, as if they are about to fall into the star.

Brilliant and majestic.

Most of the people gathered around gradually dispersed as they left. After all, it was late, and the arrogant protagonists had already been defeated and left, and there was no need for them to continue to stay to investigate and watch the play.

"Excuse me, are you really Miss Nanda?" The cool evening breeze was blowing slowly, but the remaining reporters still diligently insisted on their posts and refused to leave.

They looked at the immortal beauty under the clouds of Yuli Xiyun with burning eyes, and they were cautious in their words, for fear that they would offend the eldest lady in front ---of them, who was born in the first family of the Xuan Kingdom, the pearl of the powerful Nan General and Secretary Yun.

Nan Zuisheng looked back at them and smiled lightly, his face was beautiful and amazing: "Yes." ”

The short word is no less than sweeping the stormy waves on the calm sea.

The bewitching woman's face was pale when she heard this, and she did not show the slightest hint of surprise and panic, what about her supreme and noble status? Her heart had long since been annihilated in the thick scarlet blood along with the fetus in her womb.