In the main hall of the Heart Cultivation Palace, Nan Mingxin sat on the head.

To his left and right, sat four elderly people who sat with him in the dining room.

At this moment, the first old man on Nan Mingxin's left hand asked, "Third brother, what's going on with Mo'er?" ”

"His little daughter-in-law is really qualified to be the future housewife of my Nan family?"

Nan Mingxin glanced at him and smiled: "What's the hurry, isn't this undecided?" ”

That person was Nan Ming Town, the seventh old man who was the strongest in the Nan family's cultivation.

"Yes, Brother Qi, what are you in a hurry?"

Hearing Nan Mingxin answer Nan Mingzhen like this, the kind old man beside him smiled and said, "Aren't you preparing for Junyao?" ”

"Old eight, what are you talking nonsense?"

Nan Mingzhen was so angry with the brothers around him that his old face turned red.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look at Nan Mingxin worriedly, and eagerly explained:

"Ten families, who doesn't know, my Nanming Town and my descendants have always been only interested in force?"

"Powerful and external things are not attractive to me Nanming Town and my descendants."

Nan Mingjin smiled and didn't say a word.

But the more he did this, the more reverie became.

What's more, if he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that no one answers.

Sure enough, the next moment, the old man sitting in the second place on Nan Mingxin's right hand side spoke.

I only heard him say lightly: "Seventh Brother said this, as if things on the surface can represent everything." ”

"Old Sixteen, you ......"

Nan Mingzhen listened to the words in this, and his old face turned even redder in a hurry, and he didn't know how to defend himself for a while.

"Alright, Mo'er, they're almost there."

Nan Mingxin listened to the conversation of the old brothers around him, his face remained unchanged, and he spoke lightly.

"And the eighth, the sixteenth."

When shouting out the ranking of the two brothers, Nan Mingxin's gaze swept lightly from them, "I know very well what kind of character Lao Qi has, so there is no need to say more." ”

The old eighth, Nan Mingjin, and the sixteenth Nan Mingming, looked at each other and shut up.

"I think it's not bad that little daughter-in-law that Mo'er brought back."

Seeing that everyone stopped talking, the first old man sitting on the right side of Nan Mingxin said casually.

"Brother Fifteen, where did you see that she was good?"

Nan Mingming was obviously very sensitive to this, "Isn't it a little better-looking?" ”

"But she's a little bit out of proportion, isn't it?"

Nan Mingqin smiled and ignored the old sixteen, and looked at the pair of beauties walking hand in hand outside the hall gate.

The midday sun was shining brightly.

And Ling Jue and Yu Anan walked hand in hand from the sun, with the breath of youth, giving people a sense of vitality.

The five Nan Mingxin brothers sat at the top of the main hall and watched the young man from afar.

In my heart, I inexplicably felt a feeling of returning to decades ago.

Feeling a few scrutinizing glances, Yu An'an looked towards the main hall.

The main hall is very wide, and there is a distance of nearly 100 meters from the door to where several old men are.

The width is not less than 100 meters.

Therefore, this hall is about 10,000 square meters, which shows how magnificent and spacious this place is!

Before he reached the door of the main hall, Yu Anan only felt a pressure rushing to his face.

She glanced at the man beside her and took a deep breath, trying not to be disturbed by anything outside.

He followed Ling Jue's side with firm and elegant steps, and walked towards the wide hall.

In his hand, Ling Jue's reassuring strength came.

She couldn't help but smile at her husband, saying that she was not nervous and reassuring him.

Receiving her smile, Ling Jue also smiled at her, and her lips moved.

Although he didn't say anything, Yu Anan saw what he said: "It's just a bluff." ”