The best waste god

Nangong Haotian shouted in his heart, obviously, he didn't know that he was killed by a so-called 'big chance', and he was also a quick-tempered person, what kind of character would he suffer in this martial arts world? Can suffering make him truly mature?

But now, no one knows!

"Nimma, this body that can't practice martial arts is a problem! I just don't know if this Nangong Haotian's body is also like mine?" Accompanied by Nangong Haotian's heartbeat, the carriage is also rising Under Chaoyang's watchful eye, he ran to the distance...

After a few days of exhaustion, Nangong Haotian and Li Yunji finally arrived at the gate of Nangong Shuangliang's mansion. This place was not much different from other places. Two huge stone lions squatted in front of the gate, guarding the gate. Nangong Mansion is surrounded by mountains, rocks and trees, which made Nangong Haotian dazzled for a while. In his previous life, there were no such things.

On a red gate, there is a plaque hanging on it, with the three characters of "Nangongfu" hovering on it, flying dragons, flying phoenixes, and vigorously. A shooting momentum rushes towards the face, majestic and majestic, like a mountain tiger pounced.

In front of the mansion, there were three people standing on each side, all of them were big men with big knives and gray cloth clothes. They looked majestic and majestic, as if they were not close to strangers, and there were many houses around them.

This is the first time that Nangong Haotian has seen other people in this martial arts world except Li Yunji and old Xu Fu, and their appearance is not much different from those on the earth, but these people may seem evil, originally It is also evil, and the people on the earth seem to be kind, but in fact they are so wicked.

Nangong Haotian has been sitting in a carriage for the past few days. He has never been in this carriage before. He was bumped badly, and his small body almost gave it to him. Fortunately, Li Yunji took care of him meticulously and selflessly sprinkled his mother's aura. Nangong Haotian felt the love of his mother, and in an instant, his speed and recovery ability were increased.

For so long, Nangong Haotian didn't say much. Seeing his mother Li Yunji's worried expression from time to time, Nangong Haotian felt very sorry, but he didn't explain much. The more you explain, the easier it is to expose this kind of thing. Nangong Haotian didn't want to court death yet.

Later, when he thought about it, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Maybe this may be an opportunity for me to change, an opportunity for my mother to accept me!" At that time, Nangong Haotian realized this problem, how to make his mother Li Yunji accept him? After all, the habits of the two worlds are different, and there are also some differences in speaking.

That day, when the sun was rising, Nangong Haotian read to the radiant sky outside the car, "I am not from this world, and I can't change my speaking habits after a while. Thinking that I have been stimulated to become different, I can hide the fact that I am not the real Nangong Haotian!"

Nangong Haotian silently thought about the next plan, "Nimma, I can't just stay in this Nangong Mansion forever, even if I want to die, I have to die in a shocking way! I can't just belch , the virgin hasn't confessed yet, I'm aggrieved."

"In the last life, I was mediocre. In this life, I want the sky to change color for me, the earth to tremble for me, the world to be terrified when calling my name, and all beings to be afraid when they see me!" Thinking of this, Nangong Haotian's The golden light in his eyes flashed away, his temperament changed drastically, and the sign that I am a good person became clearer!

When Nangong Haotian raised his head slightly, he saw that Li Yunji who was walking in front seemed to feel something, turned his head to look at him, with a little bit of doubt in his eyes, he didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly followed.

At this moment, a thick-browed man with fair skin and a handsome face, about forty years old, came out from the gate of the Nangong Mansion, dressed in a white robe, and the roar of thunderous laughter sounded like thunder from afar. With an explosion in his ears, Nangong Haotian immediately understood that this person was the twin brother of his dead father Nangong Shuangjie——Nangong Shuangliang.