The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Looking at the man in front of him: "After doing it to me and hurting my mother, do you think that you still had the Nangong flame that I relied on? The Nangong flame I knew was already dead."

"Yaoer no matter how you hate me, I am your father, this is a fact that cannot be changed." He really did not expect Ning Mengyao to hate him to this point.

Ning Mengyao suddenly laughed haha: "I haven't lived for so many years, I haven't lived anymore? You just became a few days, I really took myself seriously?" Ning Mengyao Ironic look at Nangong Yan.

"You...Ning Mengyao, you are simply unreasonable. Who taught you this? You actually talked to your father." Nangong Yan was probably suffocated, and he said such a thing.

But also, no matter when, he has never been insulted like this, especially a younger generation, this younger generation is still the daughter he used to hurt.

Ning Mengyao did not seem to think that Nangong Flame would say such a thing. The whole person looked a little stupid: "You accuse me? Standing at my door to accuse me? Nangongyan, who do you think you are?"

"I am you?"

"I eh? Haha, Nangongyan, you have to look at yourself too much. Start with your people who are against me. When you start shooting for me, after you have killed my mother with half, I have a relationship with you. It’s just the hatred that doesn’t share the sky. As for the father-female friendship, don’t you be funny?” Ning Mengyao really didn’t know where Nangongyan came from, and said that he wouldn’t want that old face.

"Miss, Zhuangzi suddenly broke into more than 20 black people, their purpose is the two young masters." Qingyuan came out of Zhuangzi, holding a long sword in his hand, the sword is blood.

Qiao Tianchang's face changed: "Is it good for Maple and nephew?"

"My grandfather is relieved, the two young masters are fine."

Ning Mengyao pulled the hand of Qiao Tianchang and stepped forward to Nangong Yan, who was white when he heard that both children were fine.

"Running here to make trouble, just to delay our time, let your people catch my two children? But Nangongyan did you think of it? They did not succeed, Qingyuan, Qinghuai caught the living." In the world, Ning Mengyao has two scales, and it can't be disposed of.

The first is Joe Tianchang and his father and son. The second is Xiao Orange, who doesn't know how to do it now.

Now these people have dared to move her son and sent more than 20 masters. It is too much to see her two sons.

When Nangongyan shot in Qinghuai, he had already sneaked away and escaped the Qinghuai two, but could not escape, and then rushed up to Joe Tianchang.

Qiao Tianchang reached for the neck of Nangongyan: "I used to kiss your father-in-law, but today you are working on my son. Are you dead when I am?"

These people dare to play tricks under their own eyes, really **** it.

"Oh, the deity did not think of this small mountain village, there are such masters, such beautiful scenery, such a beautiful person." A feminine voice came from all directions, simply could not hear where the sound was from from.

Ning Mengyao frowned: "Who are you?"

"We will meet soon. As for this person? The deity took it first." The voice did not fall, and the crowd suddenly filled with white mist. After the fog dissipated, Qiao Tian took his chest and his mouth. With blood, and Nangongyan in his hands has been taken away.

Qiao Tianchang looked at the front with a dignified look: "Even even such a master has come, Yaoyao we have to work hard."

They must speed up the practice of practicing the sword of the snow and the sword of the sword, and hope that it will have some effect at that time.

"Who is the person in Tianchang? It seems that it is not Xiao Luoyan, but Nan Gongyan is not a person of Xiao Luoyan? Why is it suddenly a person." Ning Mengyao reached out and rubbed his own eyebrows, completely unable to understand the situation.

Qiao Tianchang shook his head: "I don't know this very well. This person's martial arts is very powerful. Be careful in the future."

Since becoming a general, Qiao Tianchang has not had this feeling for a long time.