So what is his own strength?

I don't know. No one really knows.

But after a few days, there were two more people around them - Nangong Mu and Nangong Yulian.

Qin Molin grabbed it by himself.

Especially Nangong Mu had a dirty face and muttered like a possessive demon: Impossible, impossible, Lingzong?

No, he has already broken through to the innate realm.

He is less than thirty years old, and Yun Xi is about to have a monster.

If I could reach the Ling Sect before I was thirty, I would not have been bullied here now.

They all knew Nangong Mu, the noble and introverted Spirit King. He protected the royal family of the Dali Kingdom for decades with his own strength.

His existence is like a disaster for Tianyu Kingdom.

Unexpectedly, that Nangong Mu would become what he looks like today?

Is he really Nangong Mu? Not fake?

But Nangong Yulian couldn't take a leave of absence. She was holding Nangong Mu, calling her grandfather sadly, and complaining:

"Grandpa, I have never done anything to Feng Xingying.

It was Feng Xingying who caused me to be bullied by the Poison King, and it was Feng Xingying who drugged me and made me bullied.

Even so, Lian'er thought about the kindness of His Highness Leng, and never dared to go against her.

I've been hiding from her every day, why do I still catch me? Is Feng Xingying better looking than me?"

"Shut up!" Yu Wen Ximing is a typical straight person in Tianyu Country. He can't stand Nangong Yulian's character of being rude and talking bad things behind others' backs.

"You are just not as good as her." Yu Wen Ximing said: "It's not just about appearance and talent, but more importantly about personality.

I have heard of you and the Poison King. Even a fool can tell that you are going to take the Poison King to seek revenge for his son. If you can't deal with Feng Xingying yourself, you will blame others?

If you ask me to say that you deserve it.”

Yuwen Xilie simply pretended not to hear anything and took a nap. Anyway, his seventh brother's personality has always been like this. If he spoke for Nangong Yulian, he would definitely offend his seventh brother.

He also hoped that his good seventh brother would advance to the Spirit King as soon as possible and give them the Tianyu Kingdom, especially the prince as a guardian. How could he offend Yuwen Ximing without opening his eyes?

"Brother Yuwen Qi, do you think of me like this? You must have heard some rumors, right? Feng Xingying is the best at acting, I, I really can't argue.

Rain Lian might as well die than to be so wronged by you.”

"Why don't you die?" Yu Wen Ximing was really straight: "If you are a little ashamed, you should die when you are on the move."

Not to mention the straightforward words, it really came to the point.

Nangong Yulian couldn't come down from the stage and began to cry and want to hit the wall. Fortunately, her grandfather, Nangong Muzai, who loved her the most, stopped her and comforted her:

"Lian'er doesn't cry. They don't understand you. You don't have to explain to them. Grandpa understands you.

You are the princess of my Dali Kingdom, and my Nangong Mu loves the most. Do whatever you want. If you want to cut Feng Xingying's face, you go. If she dares to resist, it is her fault."

Yu Wen Ximing widened his eyes.

He finally knew why Nangong Yulian could play so openly even if she was shameless.

It turns out that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

Talking to them is a waste of talk.

"Fourth brother, you should not marry such a woman. Or do we regret the marriage? She is not worthy of you." Yuwen Ximing urged.
Chapter completed!