The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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"How is the cloud?" As a patriarch, Nangong Mo Yuan is privileged to go anytime.

The ancestral land has a total of three patriarchs that have existed since ancient times.

Their task is to guard the ancestral land, even if the dragon and phoenix genocide can not play, but to pass on the fire of the dragon and phoenix.

So at that time, the Longfeng and the royal elite were fighting, and they did not appear.

The Nangong patriarch went down, and after a road of bends and bends, one after another, finally pushed the door of the ancestral land.

The ancestral land is full of megaliths, grand and magnificent, and grows, and is empty and lonely.

The Nangong patriarch pushed in.

In the middle of the empty temple, an old man sits cross-legged on the futon.

He is facing the head of the Nangong, and his body is tall and thin.

"The dead elders." Nangong Mo Yuan looks respectful, hands clasped together.

The deceased elders, the hidden super strong people of the Longfeng family, at this moment, the originally closed eyes slowly opened, and the eyes have the wisdom of the long-term precipitation.

The Holy Elder is the honorary name for the hidden elders of the Longfeng people.

They could go to the gods of the gods early to pursue stronger force, but because they left behind to protect the family, the insiders are very respectful to them.

Knowing that this is the patriarch of this sergeant, so the elders of the dry sage only faintly asked: "What?"

"Flower cloud him... okay?" What Nangong Moyuan really wants to ask is when the Nangong Liuyun can come out.

In the face of the deceased elder, Nangong Mo Yuan has a respectful face to the old man.

Deep down, there is a kind of awe that sees the Buddha.

The elders of the dead have been indulging for a long time and have never spoken.

The more the dead elders do not speak, the less calm the heart of Nangong Mo Yuan.

Is the cloud cloud qualification not good? Will not, the qualifications of the cloud, do not dare to say that there is no one, but at least there is no ancient.

Is the flow cloud not smart enough? No, no, his strongest brain, no one can.

Is the stream cloud not working hard enough? How can it be! He is more embarrassed to others, and the undead fight can scare people.

It is a cloud...

When the Nangong patriarch was in the heart, the dead elders finally spoke.

"This patriarch candidate is not bad."

The heart of the Nangong clan’s head was put down.

At the beginning, he was also a ancestor of the ancestors, so Nangong Mo Yuan knew very well what the harsh elders asked.

I can get him a good one, it is very good there! Because at the beginning, the elders of the dry elders commented on Nangong Mo Yuan: dull!

Thinking of this, Nangong Mo Yuan wanted to wipe the cold sweat again.

"The child's qualifications are superior, talent is super, wisdom is super, and perseverance is super." The elders of the dead stared at Nangong Mo Yuan. "But, such a good child, you are actually tossed like this, how do you do elders?" ?!"

The elders of the dead did not know when to turn, the sharp eyes, the eagle staring at the Nangong Mo Yuan!

Nangong Mo Yuan only felt a shock in his heart, and his back was cold!

The elders of the dead stared at Nangong Mo Yuan: "I have to send it down in time, we try our best to rescue it, and then repair the soul that is on the verge of exhaustion. If not, do you know what will happen?!"

"If the rescue is not timely, he will not die, but the talent will come to an abrupt end, stagnant, and will always stop at the present state! The great deity may be the end point for us, but for his peerless genius This is just the beginning!"