Is The Big Villain Crazy, Really Made The Empress Into A Puppet?

"This time, it has disturbed the arrogance of the heavens. Junchen is so ashamed."

Nangong Junchen showed an apologetic smile and said to the surrounding geniuses, "If you don't dislike it, we can talk about it at will."

It is necessary to properly show your demeanor and win over people's hearts.

Of course, the attitude in the words is still a sense of alienation. After all, there is no need to be too deliberate when the status is here.

Doing so, of course, has a purpose.

Most of the territory of Taixuan Territory belongs to the Nangong family. Previously, he killed two legal territories by himself, which was equivalent to a deterrence of knocking the mountain and shaking the tiger, but at this time, releasing a little intimacy was very necessary to stabilize people's hearts.

Carrots and sticks, that's about it.

Nangong Junchen can almost predict that there may be a large-scale conflict with the ghost pylorus next.

A solid rear is naturally a must.

Hearing Nangong Junchen's words, the audience immediately boiled over, and countless dogs licked and barked, all saying things like "honored".

Following that, one after another figure turned into a rainbow and flew to Nangong Junchen's side.

All the arrogances gathered again, like the stars holding the moon, surrounding Nangong Junchen in the middle.

This scene fell in the eyes of those old antiques, and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's such a grand event, I'm afraid only Young Master Nangong can inspire it."

"Being cut down on two legal realms in a row is still light and light, without any arrogance, how powerful is Young Master Nangong's state of mind?"

"It's a pity, it would be a blessing if I could be born a hundred years later and be born in the same era as Young Master Nangong."

The ancient city of Taixuan became lively again, and Tianjiao, who was not qualified to go upstairs, stopped outside the high-rise buildings, listening to the rhetoric from the high-rise buildings from a distance, and fascinated.

"Young Master Nangong, the Holy Spirit enters the Heavenly Venerate, and the Holy Pill will be broken. I am afraid of this, what is the best way to do it?" You Tianjiao asked.

"When a martial artist cultivates, the soul absorbs the spirit into the body. The spiritual energy is like the sea, the body is a boat that sails through hardships, and the soul is the sail that plucks the wind."

"The Holy Pill is just a cloud of smoke in the process, like a piece of dandruff."

"You can blow it away with just one breath, why care?"

Nangong Junchen smiles, citing dandruff as an example, but it's just a whim.

Although it seems to be an understatement and irresponsible, it is completely different in the ears of these geniuses.

"The body is suffering, the soul is swept away, wonderful!"

"The sea is so vast, and the past is like a cloud of smoke. Master Nangong uses dandruff as a metaphor for fear and obsession. He is really open-minded and has a broad pattern."

A whole bunch of arrogance vying for flattery.

Even those old antiques felt very novel when they heard this, and it was the first time they heard this kind of remarks.

Thinking about it, it still makes sense.

For a while, all the arrogances were all excited, and they threw one question after another to ask Nangong Junchen.

Fortunately, Nangong Junchen has read a lot of online articles in his previous life, and he casually throws out some conclusions, and he is quickly cited as a classic, and he is eager to pass on it.

Such a grand event, which has not been seen in a thousand years, attracted more and more people to come to watch, and for a while, the huge ancient city of Taixuan was overcrowded.

"Everyone, family communication, please forgive Junchen for not being able to accompany you."

There are many people who are popular, and being "bombed" by these arrogances, Rao Nangong Junchen is full of ink, and it is difficult to resist.

He finally found an excuse, separated the crowd, and left Taixuan Tower.

On the cloud boat, looking at the head of the city, Nangong Junchen realized just now that he was pretending to be too much?

"Pfft."

A chuckle swept up, and the figure of Pian Ruojing fell outside the cloud boat.

"Master Nangong, is it convenient for Wan'er to go along?"

Qian Ying stopped in mid-air and did not set foot on the cloud boat, as if she was very measured.

A frown and a smile are naturally decent, with a faint smile in his gem-like eyes, which seems to be looking forward to, but also confident.

The girl looks like Chen Wan'er.

As soon as she appeared, Situ Feifei's expression became silent.

Situ Feifei naturally didn't dare to say anything more, it was entirely up to the master to bring Chen Wan'er along.

Even if she was jealous, she knew her duty.

"Miss Wan'er, I'm afraid I won't be able to go with you this time. To tell you the truth, I will go to the Baiyu Battlefield in the Northern Wasteland, and it seems that I will not be able to go with the Baijia Xiaoxuanyu."

Nangong Junchen said lightly.

Chen Wan'er took the initiative to come, to his surprise, it seemed that this woman still had a crush on her.

"Battle of the Hundred Domains?"

The smile on the corner of Chen Wan'er's mouth became stronger and stronger, and she said slowly, "Then the young master Nangong will bring Wan'er together, the young master does not know, Wan'er grew up in Baiyu Zhantian, and moved with her family when she was ten years old. Arrived at Baijia Xiaoxuanyu."

"But Wan'er is very familiar with the Battle of Hundred Domains. Wan'er happens to be fine, so why not let Wan'er be a guide for the young master?"

"It's okay? Open your eyes and talk nonsense!"

Situ Feifei hummed inwardly, but she knew that Chen Wan'er had actually taken control of the Chen family. As the head of the Chen family, Chen Wan'er dared to say that she was fine? There's no end to things big or small.

This woman obviously wants to follow the master and win the master's goodwill, the hateful fox.

"This woman..."

Nangong Junchen laughed inwardly, thinking about letting her dry, but he didn't expect to keep chasing her.

Since ancient times, women have been chasing men's interlayer yarns, this girl wouldn't have this idea, right?

But since the other party came to the door, let's subdue Lin Zhan before he returns.

If you have beautiful colleagues, you will not suffer any loss.

He smiled lightly and said, "It's impossible to refuse Miss Wan'er's kindness. Please board Yunzhou."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Wan'er swept over the cloud boat in one step, and landed, the fragrance was ethereal, and Ling Bo took a small step, which was not very beautiful.

She was relieved, but a little nervous at the same time.

After all, compared to Nangong Junchen, she is just a weak woman.

Entering the cloud boat in Nangong Junchen alone is a bit like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

Moreover, she had also heard before that the son of an aristocratic family like Nangong Junchen has some special hobbies and seems to like to make playful beauties into puppets or something.

Although the rumors are well-rounded, it is obviously not the case when I see Nangong Junchen's gentle demeanor this time.

But inevitably, the shadow in her heart was difficult to dispel, so Chen Wan'er was also a little wary in her heart.

Nangong Junchen didn't know what Chen Waner was thinking.

As soon as Chen Wan'er boarded the cloud boat, he arranged for a maid to serve Chen Wan'er.

As for himself, he left with Situ Feifei and came to the room on the third floor.

"Why is it so sour?"

Nangong Junchen pinched Situ Feifei's delicate nose and said with a smile, "My Feifei is jealous? Haha, it's interesting."

"Master makes fun of me." Situ Feifei hummed, her eyes full of spring, and her charming color was irresistible.