Ancient Supreme Sovereign

It was late at night that the feast broke up.

Zhou qingri, Li Zihan, situ Yin, Xue Fei, Yun Feng, Yan Yuexin.

Sleeping with six of her confidants, Ling Hao stretched out and stood up in the morning the next day. After a look, she was dead asleep.

"I really admire myself, how can I be so strong."

Linghao squats in the corner of the wall to feel the early morning sunlight, squints his eyes slightly, takes out a pot of sake from the heaven and earth bag, and drinks for a long time.

"Brother Ling, you are back!"

With a surprise voice, Linghao burst into the door. Looking up, Linghao saw the sun shining on the man. He was dressed in black, with a smile in his eyes.

Yang Yue.

Linghao smiled, took out a pot of wine, threw it gently, Yang Yue reached for it.

"I can't see where you are now."

A little exploration of his accomplishments really surprised Ling Hao.

But every man has his own chance, and it is not convenient for him to ask more.

"It's just a fluke to worship a good master. That's how it's become." Yang Yue began to talk, scratched his head, and looked a little uneasy. If he looked at it carefully, there was a touch of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Tut Tut, do you have someone you like?"

Linghao jokingly said.

This is the first time to see him wriggle.

Yang Yue looked at him in surprise, and then smiled silently.

"You don't have to be so surprised. When I first met your sister, I was the same."

Ling Hao stood up and said, "come in."

The two talked about the recent situation of these years for a while, and six beautiful wives woke up one after another.

In addition to Yan Yuexin, Yang Yue had seen it before. This time, he was shocked again.

Good brother-in-law! Isn't it enough for you to be so beautiful?

Therefore, he was angry, but immediately thought that his sister didn't say anything. If he said it, he shouldn't, so he closed his mouth.

"By the way, my master is still at the back. Calculate the time. It's almost time to arrive."

Yang Yue said slowly.

Linghao was shocked and asked, "why don't you come together?"

"It's like this. When I first went out, master left in a hurry. So let me come first."

"I've heard that young master Ling is famous for a long time. Today I see that he is indeed not famous!"

From the door came a woman. She was dressed in white gauze, with a smile like a flower on her face. She had willow waist, cherry red lips, and beautiful eyes that closed together were true and soul stirring.

"Nangong Wan, little girl."

Linghao said, "it's Nangong family."

Nangong smiled and said, "master Ling seems to understand."

"A little." Ling Hao remembers what Meng Rou and Chen Nan said to him. About eight or nine days later, tianjianshan will hold an enrollment meeting.

Nangong is the third of the eight aristocratic families.

"Apprentice, I'm leaving now."

At this time, Nangong Wan said slowly, the color of pain flashed in her eyes, but after that, she was like a ruthless executioner.

"Take me!" Yang Yue said in a hurry

"No, you can't. You'll concentrate on cultivation here. If there's a chance, I'll come to you."

"I don't want predestination, I will be with you!" roared Yang Yue painfully

"You don't have to be sad. I saved you that day only because I was bored. So I joked that I would take you as an apprentice. I didn't expect you would agree quickly."

Nangong turns around, tears like rain, but her face is smiling.

"Now that fate is over, you and I should forget about the world of mortals."