The high-energy little cute concubine is super fierce

Chapter 689 Come, let's discuss!
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Suddenly, a black shadow shot over and landed on the ground in front of Xiao Liuzi.

Little Six was slightly startled, then walked over and dug out a stone.

When he saw the five scarlet characters on the stone, his eyes turned red, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"Sister Ziyan, I will definitely complete the task and come back!" Little Six wiped away his tears, carefully put away the stone, and left Nangong's house with Luo Ziyan's expectation.

As for the Silver Light Flying Shuttle, it has already been arranged, waiting for him outside.

Three rounds of wine.

Everyone drank about the same, each slightly drunk, but their emotions were extremely high.

"Haha, I'm happy today, why don't we... let's have some sideshows." Nangong Cangwu patted the table and said heartily: "Fei Xiong, Fei Huang, why don't you let your respective retainers come out to compete?"

Shuying's pupils shrank, a stern light flashed in them, and then he looked at Nangong Feixiong eagerly.

This is a chance for revenge!

Nangong Feixiong shook his head, and said to Nangong Cangwu: "Father, the soul book will be in three days. I don't think there is any need to waste your energy here."

Shuying frowned, feeling a little dissatisfied.

He has accumulated resentment towards Luo Ziyan for a long time, if he doesn't release it, he may not be able to reach the soul code, and he will be suffocated to death!

Nangong Cangwu frowned and shook his head. "This is just a fun show. How can you waste your energy when you click on it?"

"I said yes, so I can! I'm curious, is the retainer you found stronger, or Fei Huang's retainer is stronger!"

Nangong Feixiong frowned, and was about to speak when a playful voice came.

"It's rare that the Patriarch is happy, so how can we lose our interest." Luo Ziyan walked back slowly, and said with a light smile, "Eldest Young Master, what do you think?"

Nangong Feixiong narrowed his eyes and stared deeply at Luo Ziyan.

Is this a public declaration of war?

If he escaped, the impression he would give to the elders of other families would reduce a lot of points.

"Miss Luo." Nangong Feihuang walked over, looked at Luo Ziyan worriedly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of her right hand bleeding.

"Steward Liang, bring the golden sore medicine."

"No problem."

Luo Ziyan waved her hands, stuck out her little tongue, and licked the blood on her hands. "It may be that I was a little drunk. When I went to the latrine just now, I accidentally stepped on the empty steps and scratched the skin a little."

"If that's the case, let's cancel the sparring." Nangong Feihuang said.

"No." Luo Ziyan shook her head, looking at Nangong Feixiong with burning eyes. "I think the retainers around the young master have been waiting impatiently for this moment, right? After all, I stepped on him today."

Shuying stood up with a hush, ignored Nangong Feixiong's eyes, and said coldly: "Oh, I was too careless today, otherwise...you think I will lose to you, a brat?"

"Well, why don't I give you a chance to get back in the game?" Luo Ziyan spread her hands and said calmly.

"Hahaha, good, good!" Nangong Cangwu clapped his hands and said excitedly, "I just like the vigor of you young people."

Nangong Feixiong sighed, knowing that it was unavoidable, he couldn't help standing up, and said: "If you want to learn from each other, let's change the method. The fists and feet have no eyes, so as not to delay the soul code three days later."

"Feixiong, tell me, how about a sparring technique?" Nangong Cangwu looked over and asked.

(End of this chapter)