The silent fairy city is much more lively than before.

The lights are red and green, with a bit of intoxicating charm in the clouds.

Between the tumbling clouds, the sound of gongs and drums rang out everywhere.

Nangong's leisurely wedding is about to be held as scheduled.

The whole fairy city is very lively, and the city is also full of shouts.

Nangong's leisurely wedding touched the minds of many people. Those who have a way want to show that they are upper-class people in the Nangong family, and those who don't have a way to squeeze their heads and want to get acquainted.

A round fat man sat in front of Nangong Mansion.

If it weren't for the fact that today was the big day of the Nangong family, it would not be appropriate to see blood, he would have already broken his head and been driven out.

The fat man didn't care about the disdainful gazes of others when they looked at him, and triumphantly played with the bronze token in his hand.

This is the lowest level of the Babel card, but the fat man is showing off like a treasure, for fear that others will not see that he is also a person with the Babel card.

Eleven bells rang. The white clouds were scattered in the sound of the bells, and then slowly gathered together.

The bell rang at eleven o'clock as promised. There is also an hour that is the auspicious day of Nangong's leisurely day.

The fat man yawned, yesterday he thought about coming to the Nangong family to make trouble, but he was so excited that he didn't sleep well all night, the protagonist won't let him pigeon, right?

A white light appeared in front of the fat man with his head lowered, as if he was one with the white clouds. A faint breath was released.

The fat man lifted his lazy head with a spirit.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, white robe.

The simple white robe is worn on the person in front of him, but it has an indescribable chic.

He had a very faint but confident smile on his face, and he had an indescribable confidence to swallow mountains and rivers.

The fat man searched for people he knew, and there were no people with this temperament.

The people he knows are either Wang Er, who sells steamed buns, and Li San, who sells old books, all of whom are thieves and rats, how can they catch up with this man? Especially today's miserable bamboo pole appearance is incomparable.

But not to mention the person in front of him, he happened to be in his thirties and forties, which was the peak of the Nether Realm cultivators, and he was definitely the best among them.

"Are you the fat man next to Nangong Fan?" the man spoke.

"Bullshit. What do you know as an outsider? Nangong Fan now has this strength, all thanks to the fat man's personal guidance, every time he has to kneel respectfully on the ground in front of the fat man and me, and kowtow twice? Without the fat man's answer, he didn't dare to stand up. The fat man jumped to his feet in anger, but he still looked triumphant, and seemed to be extremely satisfied with teaching such a genius as Nangong Fan.

After all, if there is anything in Metroidvania City that can overshadow Nangong Youran's wedding now, it is only Nangong Fan, who many people have heard of for the first time.

Under the propaganda of the group of people who embarked on the "Road to Heaven" with Nangong Fan, now in the entire Galaxy City, from the king of the galaxy to the beggars and gangsters, there is no one who does not know the name of Nangong Fan.

After all, half of the people who can break through the ancient road of Tongtian are destined to be famous in all directions in a short time.

"Interesting, easy to break through the low-level road to heaven. The man shook his head and raised his pace, although he didn't deal with the Nangong family very well, but on the day of the big day, he still had to come, after all, he didn't look up and looked down, and the people who went to the city were now mixed faces. I'll give you face this time, and next time you give me face, everyone will be lively and lively, isn't it beautiful?

It's just that he still wants to see the excitement, although Nangong Fan, who has not grown up yet, probably can't figure out the hidden strength of the Nangong family, but after all, it's still a little interesting.

What's more, maybe he can pull the guy who hasn't stepped out of the ancient road to Tongtian together to deal with the Nangong family?

The fat man kept muttering, "It looks like a dog, didn't you find that Uncle Ben couldn't get in the door?"

The guard at the door looked at the man who came slowly, with caution in his eyes.

A high-pitched voice had already been heard from inside the door.

"Xia Yuewu has arrived. ”

Xia Yuewu had a faint smile on his face, took out the congratulatory gift from the ring, and was about to give it away, but he couldn't help but pause.

A voice came from not far away, "Dead fatty, are you talking bad about your uncle and me again?"

Xia Yuewu's eyebrows narrowed, and he couldn't help but turn his head.

What caught my eye was a figure of a bamboo pole that was wet all over his body. The corners of his eyes were a little cold, and the long sword on his back shot fiercely. A sigil is outlined on the wide robe, and the sigil is like Yin and Yang Taiji, slowly turning. Everything in this immortal city seems to be spinning wildly around it.

This made Xia Yuewu feel the illusion that the person in front of him was the king of this Immortal City.

The clouds stood behind him, and the sun shone brightly on him.

Even if he looks thin and weak, he still feels that he contains infinite strength. The wet clothes were draped over him, even if they didn't fit, but they also exuded a majesty.

That majesty seems to come from that Taijitu?

Xia Yuewu stared at his face, and his study had a portrait of this person. The person he has been talking about these days, the person who has been haunting his dreams these days.

Nangong Fan!

Xia Yuewu moved his gaze downwards and put it on the small yin-yang diagram, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but gasp, and he let out a loud voice, "Top Ascending Cards." ”

That's not accurate enough. It should be a celestial climber who has crossed the ancient road to heaven. The uncrowned king of this upper city!

The immortal city was built on the Tongtian Ancient Road, and it is said that it was by borrowing the power of the Tongtian Ancient Road that it could be suspended in the sky.

This kind of person, he Xia Yuewu can't afford to provoke!

Xia Yuewu had a murderous flash in his heart, but there was a warm smile in the corner of his eyes. "Congratulations to Brother Nangong!"

Nangong Fan didn't even look at him, just stared at the fat man who was cowering and wanted to escape.

The corners of the fat man's mouth twitched, Uncle Ben rarely pretended to be a comparison, why was he arrested? God, do you still have heavenly reason!

Nangong Fan snorted lightly, and the fat man couldn't help but tighten his flesh for a while.

Sure enough, as the fat man expected, Nangong Fan kicked on his round ass, and he scolded and fell into the mud. Then he immediately turned into a pitiful look and struggled to get up from the ground, fiddling with the corners of his clothes.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Fan didn't even look at him, and his affection was wrong after all.

Nangong Fan's eyes rolled, and he hid the mysterious yin and yang diagram on his chest, gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, kicked the fat man, and finally felt a lot more comfortable in his heart. The upper city couldn't fly, and there was no one on the street, so he wasted a lot of effort to come to the door.

Luckily it's not too late!

Nangong Fan turned around and bowed slightly at Xia Yuewu, who was a little embarrassed. Although I don't know this person, I see that his bearing is also extraordinary, not to mention that others show favor, and it is not good to ignore others like this.

Nangong Fan has always been determined to be an outstanding talent in the new era, and if others are friendly to him, he will be more friendly to others. If someone wants to hit him on the left cheek, he will ...... him right The sword of the hand was sent to his neck.

At this time, he felt that the Nangong family was going to hit him on the left side of the face. So he had to send the sword in his right hand to the neck of the Nangong family.

He held his head high, he was so aggressive that he almost wrote on his face the eight big characters "Uncle Ben is here to rob his relatives".

Xia Yuewu's body was slightly half a step behind, and he made a gesture of invitation to Nangong Fan, and paused slightly on the yin and yang diagram where Nangong Fan had lost his brilliance, his face froze, and he became a little weird.

The fat man triumphantly followed behind the two. As he passed by the somewhat numb guards, he spat lightly at their feet. That's called a high-spirited, fake tiger.

The guards' eyes seemed to be completely attracted by the previous miraculous yin and yang diagram, their faces were full of stunned, they wanted to retreat, but their limbs were bound by a strange force, and they couldn't move. I could only helplessly watch the fat man and the cowherd who had never seen it step into the Nangong family's mansion.

"Xia Yuewu is a pound of thousand-year-old ginseng. The male duck took the box handed over by Xia Yuewu and spoke loudly.

It was introduced into the mansion and caused a commotion.

The male duck looked at Nangong Fan's chest, what a beautiful yin and yang diagram, but after losing his brilliance, he was not as direct and unable to control himself as the guards, and his mind was completely lost.

The male duck bowed slightly, although his tone was light, and his posture was very low, but it was still full of faint majesty, "This young master, have you ever brought a congratulatory gift?"

Nangong Fan was indifferent, and the male duck's eyes appeared cautious. If someone comes to make trouble, although he is not afraid, but if he delays the wedding of the young man, he will not be able to cut off his ten heads.

Xia Yuewu lightly touched the corner of Nangong Fan's clothes.

Nangong Fan woke up from a trance, he was stepping into this mansion, and felt that something was calling him, the blood in his body was boiling, if he hadn't suppressed it with all his might, the breath of ice and fire would have surged out.

Nangong Fan set his eyes on the male duck and gently took out an item. The golden fur unfurls in the wind, and a domineering momentum permeates everywhere.

This is an animal skin, a piece of the skin of the orc clan left by Nangong Fan. An excellent ingredient for making defensive artifacts. Smooth hair, extremely flexible cortex.

The male duck unfolded slightly, his face full of admiration.

This kind of fur, even male ducks are rarely seen in prominent families like Nangong.

"What's the name of the master?" the male duck put away the animal skin rules neatly and put them in the ring, and his tone was respectful. But it was not found that the red marks on the animal skin were not blood, but artificially left. If he unfolds it, he will find that it is a pen and snake "death" word.

It is written vigorously and awe-inspiringly.

"Nangong Fan. ”

"The lone hero Nangong Fan, a volume of the best animal skin. ”

Nangong Fan had a sneer on his face, and walked with Xia Yuewu to the inner mansion with the fat man who kept looking around and was extremely embarrassed.

Xia Yuewu leaned slightly sideways and gave a thumbs up, "The word 'death' written by Fan Shao is even more imposing than those scholars. ”

Nangong Fan's eyes condensed slightly, just now the word "death" was only revealed in a small way, and this guy found out. Shaking his head, "It's still much worse than Wu Shao." ”

The two had a leisurely conversation.

The inner hall was a little unusual.

The bride who stood numbly in front of the door couldn't help but tremble a few times when the word "Nangong Fan" came in.

Nangong, who was smiling and greeting guests from all over the world, took advantage of the fact that people were not paying attention, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he said in a deep voice to his bride, "Your little lover is in a hurry to come up and die?"

Nangong leisurely clenched his fists, his face hideous. He wanted Nangong Fan to die, so as to stop the thoughts of the woman beside him!

The astral woman, with her sincere approval, will bring unimaginable help to her double cultivation partner.

For Nangong Youran, this is to make his own bloodline begin to evolve and become more perfect, and the road in the future will be smoother. In his early twenties, he began to stimulate the bloodline of the Nangong family, what kind of concept is that? Even if it is the first vein and the third vein, it is rare to be so arrogant.

What's more, the beauty in front of her still has a peerless elegance. He has been in love for more than 20 years, and no one can compare to her appearance. No one can snatch this woman called "North Hell" from him.

As for making Beiming Ruyan sincerely approve, as long as there is no thorn in the flesh of Nangong Fan, it is not easy for him who is backed by the Nangong family?

Beiming's body trembled like smoke, his jade hands were clenched, and tears crossed his face covered by the veil. Her eyes grew firm, as if she had made up her mind.