Chapter 1200: Something Happened 4
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"That's right." Nangong Liuyun's eyes narrowed with a smile, but the second half of the sentence struck Beichen Ying's body incompletely, "The second child of the Mo family, you can't deal with it now." ”
"The second child of the Mo family?" When Beichen Ying heard this, he immediately exclaimed.
The Mo family of Weiyang Palace, one of the top ten families in the world, Mo Yunfeng, the second son of the Mo family, has very strong natural spiritual power, and it caused a sensation on the mainland back then.
On weekdays, the elders of the family teach people, but they all directly keep a straight face, holding a feather duster and scolding angrily: "Look at Mo Yunfeng, he is ...... at a young age."
This Mo Yunfeng is the legendary 360-degree perfect child of someone else's family.
Of course, Nangong Liuyun's fame is even greater than Mo Yunfeng's, but the elders also understand people, don't they? Nangong Liuyun is a god far away in the sky and clouds, how can mortals catch up? This Second Young Master Mo Yunfeng is a living object that can catch up and surpass.
Therefore, in Xiao Beichenying's tragic childhood, his ears were constantly filled with how perfect the second young master of the Mo family was, so that he was extremely sensitive to the three words Mo Yunfeng.
Nangong Liuyun raised his sword eyebrows with a smile: "What?" Are you still afraid of him? ”
"I'll be afraid of him?" Beichen Ying suddenly felt like he had been stepped on by his tail, and almost jumped up excitedly, "Now I'm the eighth order, the peak of the eighth order, where can he compare to me!" It's almost the same as serving me tea and pouring water. ”
Beichen Shadow snorted angrily.
Nangong Liuyun stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes glanced far away, and landed on the small black dot in the distance: "Before entering the Nine-Fold Palace, I heard that this Mo Er Shao was also the peak of the eighth order, and I don't know what happened now." ”
It's also the pinnacle of the Eighth Order? Beichen Ying suddenly had a bitter face, and scolded angrily in his heart: Mo Yunfeng, you hold on, don't break through earlier than Lao Tzu!
However, Beichen Ying's scolding didn't seem to have any effect, and the black dots in the distance soon came to Nangong Liuyun's group.
Mo Yunfeng was dressed in an azure robe, his face was like a crown of jade, he was handsome, and he was an outstanding and beautiful son.
His eyes are like autumn colors, his red lips are curved, and he has a smile as warm as jade, which makes people feel good at first sight.
"Hey, Nangong, Beichen, it turned out to be the two of you." Mo Yunfeng rode on a tall horse, galloped over, and after holding the reins, his smile was full of meaning.
"What? Wasn't it a surprise to see the two of us? Beichen Ying clasped his hands behind his back, like an old man, and glanced at Mo Yunfeng with slanted eyes.
Mo Yunfeng jumped off the horse, clenched his fists and pleaded guilty: "Offended, offended, there are rumors that you went to the Muxian Mansion, and this is the only way to go to the Muxian Mansion, so——"
He smiled with a smile on his face, his attitude was excellent, and he looked at Nangong Liuyun and the others with a smile in his eyes, but when his eyes swept over Nangong Liuyun, it was quite meaningful.
Nangong Liuyun stood calmly in place, his expression was indifferent and arrogant, like a divine eagle in the night sky, with a strong and domineering attitude that looked down on the sky and looked down on the world.
Mo Yunfeng's eyes wrinkled slightly almost invisibly.
Didn't Li Yaoyao say that Nangong Liuyun was seriously injured and almost dying? Why does it look like it's completely fine now? Or, how many people are in front of you?
At this moment, an angry voice came from the carriage: "Why stop? Let's go! ”
Hearing this voice, our Miss Su subconsciously shrank her neck and silently took a step back.
It's really hurtful for no reason, and I'm a little weak-hearted......