"Niece Ling, why are you here?" Nangong Lin looked at Nangong Ling behind Zhong Wen in surprise.

"Second uncle, don't you know that this is my master?" Nangong Ling replied casually, without a trace of awe in his tone.

Nangong Lin was stunned when he heard this, and then he suddenly showed a look of surprise, he had indeed heard that this eldest niece had entered a third-rate sect as the eldest lady of the dignified Nangong family, and he was still laughing in his heart at that time.

Nangong Ling stretched out his hand to take the contract, swept his beautiful eyes, and looked at Nangong Lin with a smile: "Second uncle, the assets of the second house in this contract don't seem to be complete." ”

Nangong Lin: "......"

If it weren't for Shangguan Junyi's face, he was afraid that he would scold this niece who ate inside and out.

Nangong Ling turned a blind eye to the second uncle's resentful eyes, and said to himself: "Our imperial capital Hao clan must have the grandeur of a wealthy family, since we said that we bet on all the assets of the second house, please ask the second uncle to add those green buildings and gambling houses, don't omit it, so as not to make people laugh in the future." ”

"What Niece Ling said is that the second uncle was negligent for a while, thanks to your reminder. Nangong Lin laughed dryly, he was somewhat afraid of this smart eldest niece.

Moreover, Shangguan Junyi's tender eyes looked at him from time to time, his eyes were full of resentment and expectation, teaching him that his heart was soft, his waist was hot, and he gritted his teeth and added some content to the contract.

The contract spirit pattern lit up with a white light, and then gradually dimmed, indicating that the bet between the two parties had been established.

"Zhong Gongzi, please advise!" At this point, Nangong Lin's mood calmed down, he raised his right hand, and a metal skeleton folding fan slipped out of the cuffs, the fan surface was woven with silk, and there were several Daqian characters written on it that Zhong Wen didn't know.

The weapon of this second master of Nangong turned out to be a fan, he was already handsome, and at this time, he held the delicate folding fan in his hand and waved it gently, indescribably handsome and chic.

Zhong Wen's face was full of arrogance, and he even used the jade bone fan in his hand as a weapon: "Don't worry, since you are Sister Nangong's relative, I won't take your life." ”

Nangong Lin's status is respected, except for his father and brother since he was a child, no one dares to be disrespectful to him, how can he stand Zhong Wen's arrogant attitude, although in order to show his demeanor in front of Shangguan Junyi, it is not good to shoot at a young man first, but the fan in his hand can't help but tremble slightly.

"Come on, let you make three moves. Seeing that he didn't move, Zhong Wen's attitude became more and more arrogant, and he even put on a peerless master's posture.

There were gradually more people at the gate of the courtyard, Liu Qiqi, Zheng Yueting, Leng Wushuang and Baoqin Siqi and other little girls were attracted by the sound, and ran to the door one by one to watch, and the little Lori even moved out a stool and sat down, holding a melon while gnawing and watching, and eating melons properly.

"Since you don't want to strike first, then be careful!" Seeing Zhong Wen's left hand behind his back, waving a fan with his right hand, he was still that master, and he didn't want to make a move at all, Nangong Lin finally couldn't bear it anymore and launched an offensive first.

He put away the fan, and his body exuded a strong momentum at the peak level of the earth wheel, replacing the sword with a fan, and performing a high-grade swordsmanship, the fan bone carried the sound of breaking the sky, and stabbed Zhong Wen in the face.

"Ouch, what a powerful fan!" Zhong Wen didn't seem to expect Nangong Lin's momentum to be so fierce, he was at a loss for a while, screamed, and rolled on his side, narrowly avoiding Nangong Lin's powerful blow.

Seeing Zhong Wen's embarrassment, Nangong Lin's eyes showed disdain, the fan in his hand opened with a "swish", and with a wave of his hand, his movements were chic and elegant, and several sharp wind blades rolled towards Zhong Wen who was rolling on the ground.

Zhong Wen lay on the ground and screamed, rolled twice, he could avoid the wind blade, Nangong Lin's follow-up offensive had been continuous, only to see him a folding fan in his hand flickering open, or point or stab, the action is like flowing water, the posture is elegant, the pace is smart, looking from afar, it seems to be a mortal immortal, indescribably chic and beautiful.

On the other hand, Zhong Wen was crawling and rolling on the ground, sometimes flat sand and geese, sometimes lazy donkeys rolling, and the wide robe that didn't fit was stained with mud, which was even more ridiculous, however, whenever Nangong Lin thought he was about to hit, he could always escape in a very embarrassed manner.

This kid is also flexible!

Nangong Lin exerted his strength under his feet, and his speed was a little faster, although he looked down on Zhong Wen, he had to admit that the other party's reflex nerve was extraordinary.

The folding fan in his hand opened "swish", and he was about to scrape Zhong Wen's neck, Nangong Lin was overjoyed, and poured his whole body's spiritual power into the fan, planning to take the opportunity to take the life of this young man, even if he annoyed the people in the Floating Flower Palace, he was sure that the strength of the above official Junyi Tianlun master would definitely be able to save himself.

However, Zhong Wen, who seemed to have fallen into a desperate situation, suddenly lowered his head and turned forward, and actually brushed Nangong Lin's side and rolled under his arm, his posture was really ugly and ugly.

"Wait!"

Nangong Linzhi's inevitable blow actually failed, and he couldn't help but be a little impatient in his heart, and was about to pursue, but he heard Zhong Wen suddenly shout.

"What, do you want to admit defeat?" Nangong Lin said with a sneer.

Zhong Wen held the crooked boy's hat on his head with his left hand, and inserted a folding fan into his waist with his right hand, and then turned his left and right hands outward at the same time, and there were a few more items out of thin air in his hands.

"Isn't the Nangong family a wealthy family in the imperial capital, why do you only bring this spirit crystal when you go out?" Zhong Wen pursed his lips, looked at the spirit crystal ticket in his hand and said dissatisfied, he once specifically asked Xiao Loli for the number of Daqian, and recognized the number of "two hundred" written on the face of the ticket.

Nangong Lin was stunned, put his hand into his arms, and then his face changed greatly: "You steal my things?"

I saw Zhong Wen take out another piece of white handkerchief, put it on the end of his nose and smelled it: "It's so fragrant." ”

Then he handed the handkerchief to Shangguan Mingyue, pointed to the three words in the lower right corner of the handkerchief and said, "Sister Yue'er, I have bad eyes, can you help me see what is written on it?"

Shangguan Mingyue glanced at him, and said angrily: "There are three words 'Sima Rou' written on it." ”

"Sima Rou, it sounds like a beauty. Zhong Wen looked at Nangong Lin with a smile, "Is it your good look?"

"Shameless child, give it back to me!" Nangong Lin was flustered, he couldn't care about his image anymore, he shouted angrily, his body rose up, and he grabbed Zhong Wen.

However, Zhong Wen, who was still rolling on the ground just now, seemed to have suddenly changed as a person, his steps were elegant, and his movements were coquettish, no matter how Nangong Lin attacked, it was difficult to get close to him by half a step.

At this time, a note appeared in Zhong Wen's hand, and the moment he saw the note, Nangong Lin's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

This is the text message sent by his brother Nangong Tianxing with the messenger bird, in order to please Sima Rou, he did not destroy the letter on the spot after reading it, but he unexpectedly stole it empty-handed by Zhong Wen's skillful hand.

Zhong Wen suddenly jumped in front of Shangguan Junyi, handed over the note in his hand, and asked with a smile: "Lady, what is written on this paper, you read it for your husband?"

Shangguan Junyi stroked her hair, took the note with her bare hand and glanced at it, sighed and said: "This is a letter written by the head of the Nangong family to this second master of Nangong, saying that it is to form an alliance with the Shangguan family and let him sacrifice his hue to seduce me." ”

After that, she looked at Nangong Lin with a complicated look, feeling slightly lost in her heart, but she was not very sad.

"Junyi, listen to my explanation!" Nangong Lin said anxiously.

"When the competition is over, it's never too late to explain. But I saw Zhong Wen appear in front of me again at some point.

"Get out!" Nangong Lin still cared about the competition, only thinking about how to weave lies to redeem Shangguan Junyi's impression of himself.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Zhong Wen's fist smashed firmly on Nangong Lin's right cheek.

Nangong Lin only felt that his head was buzzing, there was a hot pain on his face, and when he reached out to touch it, it was slightly swollen, and he was used to eating by his face, and he suddenly became angry in his heart, and waved the folding fan in his hand quickly: "Stinky boy, you are looking for death!"

"Bang!"

His move failed again, and he received another heavy punch from Zhong Wen on his left cheek.

"Ah, you give me death~"

The hot feeling on his cheeks, coupled with Shangguan Junyi's disappointed eyes, made him completely lose his mind, and the fan in his hand danced wildly, although he was violent, he had lost his discipline.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Nangong Lin only felt that every time the fan in his hand was about to touch Zhong Wen, he would be pulled away by an unknown force, and then he would receive a fist in the face.

Zhong Wen's intention was very obvious, he didn't hurt Nangong Lin's body, he just greeted him in the face, and the strength of his fist was not too strong, it could only make people break their appearance, but it would not hurt their muscles and bones.

Make you more handsome than me!

I hit a left hook, a right hook, and the person who provokes me is in danger!

Every time he hit a punch, Zhong Wen would complain fiercely in his heart, and he could not suppress the jealousy in his heart for the demeanor of this handsome middle-aged man.

After all, Zhong Wen is also a cultivator of the earth wheel, although his subordinates have left their strength, after so many punches, Nangong Lin can't help but be dizzy, his steps are staggering, his face is even more swollen like a pig, tears and snot are mixed together, and there is no half-point handsome son, the appearance of a holy hand in a flower.

It's miserable!

Even Shangguan Mingyue, a person who hated him to the bone, didn't feel a trace of pity in his heart.

"Bang!"

After receiving another straight punch from Zhong Wen in the face, Nangong Lin finally couldn't support it anymore, and fell to the ground with a "poof", his head was dizzy, and it was difficult to recover for a long time.