After Nangong Li changed her clothes, she stepped out of the screen.

Aunt Feng's eyes straightened again!

What a handsome and stunning teenager.

A simple and elegant jade silk was worn on her, and it fit so well.

The inky green silk was scattered on her lean shoulders, but it was a different kind of style.

Aunt Feng has lived for the first time, and she has lived for fifty years, and she has never seen such a beautiful and delicate beauty.

Wearing men's clothes, he is a stunning nobleman.

She's going to die!

"Young master, I'll comb your hair and crown your hair!"

Without waiting for her to respond, Aunt Feng pulled her to sit down and carefully coiled up her extremely beautiful ink hair.

The delicate green bamboo hairpin gently passed through her jade crown, and her stunning little face was bright and bright.

"Young Master... This..."Aunt Feng saw the red ribbon on her forehead, it didn't seem to be right?

How can a young man bring a woman's things?

"It's fine!" She glanced faintly at herself in the glasses.

She never imagined that she would be so stunning in men's clothes...

It's really amazing.

The young man in the mirror, his milky white skin is like jade fat, his delicate chin is slightly raised, like a red lip flap gently hooked, with the arrogance of despising everything.

The young man's thick and dark starry eyes are as bright as a galaxy, glowing with unruly light.

Next, under Aunt Feng's explanation, she knew.

The young man she was substitute for at this time was the descendant of the Xuanyuan sect, Xuanyuan Yu.

A fifteen-year-old boy is, well, to put it simply, a piece of crap too.

There is no cultivation, no swordsmanship, and nothing is achieved by the second ancestor.

Well, it's worse than He Yunxian.

The Xuanyuan Sect is ranked eighteen among the eighteen sects in the world, and it is the weakest in strength, and it is almost kicked out of the eighteen sects.

In this year's martial arts competition, if the Xuanyuan sect loses, the quota of the eighteen sects will be eliminated.

And the head of the Xuanyuan faction, that is, Xuanyuan Yu's father, is now seriously ill and has to rely on this waste wood son for his last hope.

Aunt Feng is Xuanyuan Yu's nurse.

is also the only obedient person in Xuanyuan Yu.

"Young Master, what do you call you?" After digging out her heart and explaining the hole cards, Aunt Feng looked at her cautiously.

"My last name... Night... Call me Night Childe! She lowered her eyes to look at Yeyun Jue in her arms.

Let's borrow his name.

The name of Nangong must not be used.

"Do you know how to do swordsmanship? How is it cultivated? If you really won't, don't take any chances, and it's okay to admit defeat if you can't stand it... Anyway, there is no hope for our lord at all... Young Master, it's so sad..."

Aunt Feng felt sorry for herself and didn't report a glimmer of hope.

It's just that because of the reputation of the rivers and lakes, I have to fight.

You can't let the rivers and lakes laugh, the Xuanyuan faction doesn't even have the courage to play, right?

Nangong Li raised her eyebrows, her starry eyes were dazzling, and the corners of her mouth crossed a trace of frivolity: "Heh, swordsmanship... So so! ”

In this life, she is just a world champion in swordsmanship.

Cultivation for... Will the phantom scare them to death?

It is said that if a mortal can practice disillusionment, it will take almost half a lifetime to find the spiritual root.

Those who can practice into illusions are even more scarce, almost non-existent.

"That's good, that's good! Today's contest is not a shame! ”

Aunt Feng nodded secretly, at least, she was not ridiculed by other sects.

"Why, you're alone with Xuanyuan Yu?" She saw that the other sects had brought a lot of disciples to follow.

The battle was huge.

Aunt Feng sighed, and some sourness appeared on her honest cheeks, "Since the head of the martial arts competition was seriously injured and sick five years ago, the reputation of the Xuanyuan faction has plummeted, and it has been declining in the past few years... Hardly anyone goes up to the mountains to study... The Xuanyuan faction could barely survive. ”

"I see!" Her lazy eyes narrowed, it seemed that she had found a not very good identity.

What a wreck!