Nangong ignored his own threat, but instead "spoke at length", and finally even ordered the immortal soldiers under his command! Chi Mingjun's lungs were about to explode!

He quickly broke free of the chains, holding back his anger as his hands brushed Pegasus' neck, his brow furrowed even tighter. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This mount has been with him for several years, and he is quite satisfied. Today, he was seriously injured by Nangong Wufang, although it was not life-threatening, but it would take a lot of effort to completely recover. He was a little irritable, and it looked like he was going to have to change again.

Chi Mingjun was in his heart to screen the Tianma who had been sent to the military camp in recent years, and he was caught off guard by another kick on the head. He could only raise his hand and protect his face, but the whole person was still kicked to the ground.

If the previous anger was still a bit of a show, then now his anger is completely out of his heart, "Do you think that if you become a young master, you can do whatever you want! Let me tell you! Without my support, you will not be able to move an inch in the barracks!"

"Let me ask you, where is my mount!What nonsense are you talking about!" Nangong Wufang stomped on his hand on the ground, "If you don't say it, I'll find it myself." 10,000 years ago, you didn't dare to put a fart in front of me, but now you look like a dog, I want to see who gave you the guts!"

After saying that, he flew up and kicked the chain that Chi Mingjun had just broken free.

As if it had spirituality, the iron chain quickly wrapped around Chi Mingjun's neck, and the other end obediently fell back into Nangong Wufang's hands.

Nangong Wufang snorted coldly, "If you're in the mood, you might as well guess how many chains I brought in total!"

I don't know if he was annoyed and angry, or if he was strangled by the iron chain, Chi Mingjun's face suddenly turned red! He tugged at the iron chain around his neck with both hands, even if he used up all his spiritual power, it would be useless.

Damn! This must be the handiwork of a master of fate!

He was forced to follow behind Nangong Wufang, stumbled into the barracks, and said angrily as he walked: "What else will you do except rely on Youyuan Mountain! If you are above board, what can you do to me!

Nangong Wufang, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, he turned his head, looked at Chi Mingjun unkindly, and slowly narrowed his eyes, "What qualifications do you have to say about my father?

He looked Chi Mingjun up and down, sneered, and continued, "I see. I haven't seen you for 10,000 years, it turns out that you have also been promoted to Da Luo. No wonder you have the confidence to argue with me! Let me think about it, Chiji is also Da Luo, and you are also Da Luo, but those old men decided that if I die, it will be Chi Ji who inherits the Suzaku Mansion. It seems that those old men don't think you're too old!"

The last sentence hit the red heart and directly poked Chi Mingjun's heart!

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Chi Mingjun gritted his teeth, and even his breathing was a little heavier, "Chiji is only a thousand years younger than me! The elders were only blinded by Chiji because I was far away on the battlefield and not in front of them!"

Nangong Wufang suddenly realized, and deliberately said loudly: "So you just deliberately wanted to borrow my hand outside the camp gate and kill Chiji, right! Then, kill two birds with one stone, use this matter to ask me for the guilt, and pull me down from the position of the young master! Do you think that in this way, you can become the young master!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Chi Mingjun roared.

Nangong Wufang sneered: "It doesn't matter if I'm talking nonsense or not, what matters is whether the elder group you are bent on currying favor believes in you!"

Chi Mingjun seemed to have been poured a bucket of ice water on his head, which was cold from head to foot, but it calmed him down a little.

He was silent for a moment before he said in a deep voice: "There are people in the entire military camp who can testify for me. Few people have ever seen Akaji-sama's true body, so it's only natural that I can't recognize it. Didn't those soldiers also fail to recognize his true body, so they were injured by accident!"

Nangong shrugged indifferently, "Whatever you say, I advise you to save your efforts and tell me this, is it useful?"

Chi Mingjun was choked lightly, his gloomy face stopped talking, his eyes swept over Chi Ji from time to time, and he didn't know what he was calculating.

The chain with the red light was the longest, and he honestly followed behind, pretending to be deaf and dumb intently, and kept silently saying in his heart, "I don't hear, I can't hear anything!"

Nangong Wufang dragged the number of prisoners who had increased to three, all the way through the barracks, to the horse pen, and straight to the special habitat for his mount.

The closer he got, the more puzzled he became, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think that the tattered little shed in front of him was the spacious and bright luxury horse ring in his memory!

Nangong pushed it in half, pulled the wooden railing on the ground, and walked in.

Maybe it's been a long time since Pegasus has lived in it, but there is no filth or smell except for the thick dust. Almost all the furnishings in the stables were either missing or had long since rotted to dust, and only one incomplete trough remained in place.

Nangong Wufang picked up the trough, which was the wood he personally scavenged from Youyuan, and the trough was polished by himself, and there was a spirit gathering array at the bottom that he carved with soft grinding and hard foaming.

But now what he saw was a broken piece of wood that had been gnawed into pits!

If he was not mistaken, the imprints on the trough that looked like Pegasus teeth were from the mount that had grown up with him since he was a child.

Nangong Wufang couldn't imagine under what circumstances Bai Bai, who had not eaten spiritual fruits since he was a child, gnawed on his own food trough!

He closed his eyes and took out the fan from the fire. The fan suddenly grew larger in his hand, and a gust of wind blew all the dust out of the stable.

At this time, Nangong Wufang saw that there was a large brown mark on the ground that was not very obvious, which was the color left by the passage of time.

He squeezed the trough tightly with one hand, and grabbed Chi Mingjun with the other, "Say! Where did my mount go!"

Chi Mingjun's neck was tightened suddenly, and it became difficult to speak, and he said concisely and unhappily: "It's dead!"

"Dead?" Nangong Wufang had an ominous premonition in his heart when he saw the food trough and bloodstains.

Originally, when he left, he wanted to send him back to the Suzaku Mansion for nothing. But he didn't want to go back, and wanted to stay in the barracks to live with other Pegasus friends, so he didn't force it.

If he had known this, he should have gone back regardless of the hardlift!

He didn't blame his grandfather for being negligent, in the face of the overt guns and hidden arrows of the elder group, grandpa had too many things to deal with, and it was normal for him not to think of a horse, not to mention who would have thought that someone wouldn't even let go of a horse!

But it was left to him by his father in vain!

Nangong Zhanyan's mount back then also went on a hunger strike and martyred after his death, and he was the only heir it left behind!