After hardening his heart and stuffing the nine young masters who cried for his father and mother into the Mysterious Secret Realm, Nangong Zhanqi muttered: "For the sake of the Nangong family's tomorrow, even if you all die in the Mysterious Secret Realm, I will never regret the decision I made today!"

At this moment, he suddenly received a summons from the head of the family. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The message was succinct, just a few words.

Yan Xuwen and Jiang Jing are here.

Seven words made Nangong Zhanqi's hands and feet cold.

Jiang Jing, the first young master of the Yan family and the first young master of the Jiang family, who attaches equal importance to beauty and wisdom, suddenly came to Haojie City to do something?

It was as if someone had suddenly stabbed him in the heart, and Nangong Zhanqi's body suddenly erupted with an incomparably murderous aura.

He subconsciously felt that it was possible that there were strong people in the Yan family and the Jiang family who discovered that Nangong Wuji had the strongest magic skills, so this time the two first young masters came to Haojie City to wait for an opportunity to be unfavorable to Wuji?

As soon as he thought of this, Nangong Zhanqi did not hesitate to consume his divine power, and quickly returned to the inner city.

Who knows, the old housekeeper told him that the head of the family and all the elders went to accompany the two young masters of the heaven-level family to go shopping.

Nangong Zhanqi asked the old housekeeper unrelentingly: "Wuji is back?"

"Master, the slave has never seen Young Master Wuji come back. Didn't he send that honored guest there?"

The butler's answer made Nangong Zhanqi sweat coldly.

Nangong Wuji's loss of the soul bead was due to Yan Xuwen.

What he was afraid of was that once Nangong Wuji bumped into Yan Xuwen, he would be impulsive and cause trouble, in that case, with the style of the Yan family and the Jiang family, he didn't know how many earth gods and heavenly gods he had brought to guard his retinue this time, and he could take Wuji's life with a casual move of his fingers.

The hope of the revitalization of the Nangong family will be completely in vain.

His only hope is that Nangong Wuji will accompany his Brother Wen and stay in Jingyu Xuan in a good manner, as long as the people from the two great families leave, Wuji will be safe. I also hope that Nangong Sand Field can think of this and make arrangements in advance.

However, for the sake of prudence, he still immediately instructed the old butler: "Immediately possess a shrewd and capable person, one is to give me a strict guard to Jing Yu Xuan, if Wuji is there, pass on my grounding order, let him be honest there, without my permission, he must not leave without permission; if he is not in Jing Yu Xuan, even if he searches all over the city, he must bring him back to me immediately, if he dares not to listen, he will carry me back if he is knocked out!"

The old butler hurriedly arranged the manpower and started the operation.

Concerned about the chaos, he reluctantly replied to the Nangong Battle Banner with a little calm, and then summoned the Nangong battlefield to ask for its exact location.

Who knew that before the summons was issued, Nangong Battlefield walked in with a large group of purple people.

"Holy, such a big battle?"

As soon as Nangong Zhanqi raised his eyes, he realized that he was locked by the seven divine senses almost at the same time, and each divine sense was enough to form a fatal blow to him!

God of the Heavens! God of the Earth!

The seven Heavenly Gods and Earth Gods are strong, the strength of any one of them is above him, and the weakest Divine Sense is almost only stronger than Nangong Battlefield!

Are the Jiang and Yan families here to demonstrate? What exactly do they want to do?

Stretching out the head is a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife.

Nangong Zhanqi simply ruthlessly shook his heart and strode forward to meet him: "I don't know that Young Master Yan and Young Master Jiang are here, Nangong Battle Banner is far away, and I hope that the two honored guests will forgive their sins, please inside!"

Nangong Shuangxiong, the battlefield, the battle flag, who doesn't know Huzhou?

Nangong Shachang was slightly hunched over at this time, leading a pair of young men and women inside.

The young man, dressed in an eye-catching purple brocade robe, was embroidered with six patterns on his chest, each of which was in the shape of a rune.

And the young woman looks like a flower and a moon, a sinking fish and a goose, wearing a purple dress, with exquisite curves, but her face is as cold as frost, and she has a cold and arrogant temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away.

The man is the first young master of the Yan family, the inferior grade of the earth god who is not yet twenty-two years old, Yan Xuwen.

The woman is the genius girl of the Jiang family, who defeated countless male young masters of the Jiang family and occupied the first place for nine years, Jiang Jing, one of the three beauties in Huzhou.

Jiang Jing's long skirt, on the left shoulder, is embroidered with three patterns, but it is an extremely mysterious and complex rune array form.

Sure enough, walking behind the two young masters, there were seven old men in purple armor, and there were three heavenly gods and four earth gods.

These seven people alone can turn Haojie City upside down, and they can destroy the Nangong family ten times!

Jiang Jing didn't raise his eyelids to Nangong Zhanqi's initiative to come forward, but Yan Xuwen bowed slightly, snorted lightly in his nose, and replied.

Nangong Zhanqi was depressed in his heart, but he still had to pretend to smile on his face. With the Nangong battlefield on the left and on the right, it brought people into the best reception hall.

As for the other elders of the Nangong family, such as Nangong Zhenyue, they could only stand in the corner of the hall with their heads bowed from afar, and they didn't dare to let out the atmosphere.

Yan Xuwen and Jiang Jing took the lead and sat down directly on the main seat of the hall, and the seven strong men were lined up on both sides, bringing out the noisy atmosphere to the fullest, but it was the Nangong brothers, who stood respectfully at the bottom.

After the maidservants of the Nangong family served fragrant tea and respectfully invited the strong men to sit down, the Nangong brothers sat down.

Yan Xuwen didn't drink a sip of tea, so he looked at Nangong Shachang abruptly and asked, "Nangong Shachang, I heard that your precious son has re-condensed the soul bead and just returned home, why don't you see others?"

Jiang Jing, who was sitting next to him, frowned slightly, as if 'Nangong Wuji' made her very disgusted.

Nangong said in a snarling voice: "Thanks to Young Master Yan's concern, my unscrupulous son is indeed lucky, re-condensed the soul bead, and just returned home recently." Right now, he's being ordered to retreat and practice diligently. Besides, the nephews of the next generation, how can they be qualified to enter this living room. Forgive me for taking the liberty of not knowing what the two young masters are doing when they come to Haojie City?"

Yan Xuwen finally picked up the teacup casually, and as soon as he took a sip, he sprayed it all on the ground, and said unhappily: "It's too hard to drink, is this how your Nangong family treats guests?"

Nangong Battlefield changed and responded indifferently: "Please forgive Young Master Yan, this is already my top famous tea here, 'Cloud Tea', if it is not in line with the taste of the young master, I will order my subordinates to replace ......"

"What's the tea, let's get down to business. Yan Xuwen casually threw the teacup on the coffee table, and commanded undoubtedly: "I came here with Sister Jiang Jing today to send a wedding card to the Nangong family." ”

"Wedding card?" Brother Nangong was confused.

"Yan Song, don't you like to present it?" Yan Xuwen glanced at a low-grade god of the Yan family and shouted in a deep voice.

"Yes, young master. ”

The god named Yan Song stood up respectfully, walked to the Nangong battlefield, barely looked at him, threw down a gilded wedding card, and turned back to his seat.

Without waiting for Nangong Shachang to pick up the wedding card, Jiang Jing also gave a look to his only god, and the god also came over and threw down a wedding card.

The two wedding cards, like two huge stones, weighed heavily on the hearts of the Nangong brothers, making them breathless.

Two such wedding cards and two gift money will make the Nangong family unable to recover within ten years!!

However, they still had to pick up!

This is the sorrow of the vassal family.

However, what the Nangong brothers didn't expect was still to come.

Yan Xuwen suddenly stood up without warning, glared at Brother Nangong, and said contemptuously: "Back then, Nangong was unscrupulous and daring, and he wantonly released foul language in public, teasing my sister Jiang Jing. Nian you Nangong family has also made a good contribution to my Yan family, so I just punished him a little, leaving marks on his face and peeling off the soul beads. But this is no longer the case. On the third day of the seventh month, Sister Jiang Jing will officially marry me and become the daughter-in-law of my Yan family!"

Hearing this, Brother Nangong's face suddenly turned bloody.

The Yan family and the Jiang family are finally going to get married?

With this powerful combination, does the Yan family still want to go further?

At this juncture, Yan Xuwen repeatedly mentioned the things of Mowgli back then, what was his intention?

Listening to Yan Xuwen's words, it was as cold as if he had been fished out of an ice cellar: "At that time, it will be a matter of time for the Yan and Jiang families to join forces, and they will be promoted to the top of the Heavenly Gods, and even become the Protoss." However, the crime committed by Nangong Wuji back then forcibly smeared a stain on the prestige of my two families. Therefore, after discussion between the two of us, it was decided to strip Nangong Wuji's soul bead for the second time and distribute it to the place of exile. ”

"What?"

"Too much deception!"

Brother Nangong stood up almost at the same time and shouted angrily.

But almost at the same time, the seven divine senses locked the two of them like a spider's web, as if they dared to act recklessly, they would be attacked like a thunderous storm.

"Hmph, what? Look at your appearance, you are not convinced! Haha, good, very good, the Nangong family's wings are hard? Or is Jiang Jing's sister reasonable and gave you another choice. Yan Xuwen said again with a sneer.

"What choice?" Like a life-saving straw suddenly appeared, the Nangong brothers asked in unison.

"10 million Divine Crystals! As long as you can hand over 10 million Divine Crystals to the Yan family before the third day of the seventh month, the matter of Nangong Wuji will be revealed. Of course, you have accepted the wedding card, there is plenty of time, and it is only the eighth day of the fourth month, and I have left you enough time to think about it. Alright, we're done, let's go!"

Yan Xuwen didn't give the Nangong brothers a chance to bargain or distinguish at all, and after speaking, he stood up, took Jiang Jing's slender hand, and the two of them took the lead out of the house.

The seven powerhouses glanced at the Nangong brothers demonstratively, and without looking at the elders of the Nangong family, they rushed out of the house, and in an instant, they heard the thunderous sound of the star boat, and they escaped from Haojie City and disappeared.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The coffee table in the hands of the Nangong brothers turned into a pile of powder in no particular order.

Among the fans, the two wedding cards are particularly dazzling, but what is even more heart-wrenching is the words of Yan Xuwen.

Among the elders, looking at the lost Nangong battlefield and the Nangong battle flag, some people actually showed a look of schadenfreude.

Nangong Zhenyue.

At this moment, a pair of eyes in Nangong Battlefield turned blood-red, and the evil wolf swept towards the group of elders in the corner, and said word by word: "Who is the traitor, stand up for myself! I don't take the initiative to come out for ten breaths, don't blame me for immediately executing the family law!"

A group of elders were shocked and inexplicable, as sluggish as clay sculptures.