Mad Concubine above: Evil King, too boring!

Chapter 166
A faint smile appeared in Nangong Wan's eyes, which made the prodigal son Jian feel a chill in his heart. He already knew that Nangong Wan was different, but what's the matter with this terrible aura? !It shouldn't belong to Nangong Wan, but it appeared on her body so unobtrusively, his black eyes sank, and he looked at Nangong Wan again, the prodigal son remembered that Nangong Wan was much fatter than before, how could he lose so much all of a sudden, it was too dreamy .

"An accident?! Miss Ben is not surprised that you are alive." Nangong Wan took a few steps forward.

"Hmph..." After a pause, Prodigal Zijian said, "Say it! What do you want from me?!"

"How much do you know about this young lady?!" He raised his eyes and shot straight at the blade of the prodigal son, with the arrogance of a king.

"Your matter, don't you know better yourself, ask me?!" It's just this matter, nothing else? !The prodigal son sword obviously didn't believe it.

"Ask you, of course I want to know what Miss Ben doesn't know."

"Ask me just to ask this?!"

"It seems that you also know other things that this lady wants to know!?" Nangong Wan couldn't do without thinking about what he said.

"Ah...?!" His eyes were in a trance, and he turned around, "What are you talking about, how do I know what you want to know?"

Since there was nothing else, he was going to do it, and she ended up being the result; Prodigal Zijian admitted that Nangong Wan had changed, but he shouldn't be so proud and come to see him alone.

"Sophistry?! Miss Ben..." Nangong Wan hadn't finished speaking yet, suddenly, a ray of light pierced her eyes, she hurriedly used ten steps to avoid it, with an evil smile on her lips, "You are not qualified to kill Miss Ben!"

These words were like a dagger piercing the prodigal son's chest. When had he ever been insulted like this, "What did you say?!"

Nangong Wan laughed like a ghost.

The chill in the prodigal son's heart became heavier, why did he feel that Nangong Wan was like a demon from hell? !
With a few sounds of "bang...", Prodigal Zijian hit the wall and fell to the ground. His throat became hot and he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. He raised his eyes and looked at the man standing behind Nangong Ban. He couldn't help but be surprised. Who is this man in front of him, he has never seen before, so young, but his martial arts are unfathomable, too terrifying.

"How, have you tasted the pain?!" I thought that the prodigal son sword was a smart person, but he never expected that he would be so stupid.

Prodigal Zijian struggled to get up, and patted the dust off his body. He didn't expect that he would be so embarrassed, thinking that he was also a master among masters, but he was almost unable to stand up after being beaten by an unknown soldier.

"It's time for you to answer Miss Ben's question."

"Okay, but you..."

Nangong Wan interrupted the prodigal son sword and said domineeringly: "You are no longer qualified to negotiate terms with this lady."

"I, I..." He wanted to say something, but saw the man behind Nangong Ban take a step forward, and the prodigal son closed his mouth.

"Say! Miss Ben's patience is running out, don't force Miss Ben to kill you." The words came out of Nangong Wan's mouth word by word, each word revealing an irrefutable aura.

"I'm not very clear about everything about you, but there is a legend that your mother, Fairy Yelu, is a fairy who descended from the sky?!"

Fall from the sky? !
immortal? !
What are you talking about!how is this possible? !
"What else?!" Nangong Wan asked condescendingly:
"Gone."

Nangong Wan was startled, what the hell? !Just one word.

"King Junyi asked you to say that."

The prodigal son sword was startled and staggered.

"Miss Ben is right."

(End of this chapter)