God-slaughtering King

"This sable!"

Nanmen Feng said angrily, got up and said, "lead the way ahead."

"Ah?"

Bai Yishan didn't react for a moment. She didn't expect Nanmen Feng to give in so soon. She prepared a lot of words in her stomach.

Seeing that the South Gate Maple had gone out of the door, Bai Yishan stared angrily, and then followed up with the mink in her arms.

The government of an Guo covers a vast area. As soon as they enter the door, there are pavilions, flowers and trees everywhere. All kinds of servants are busy, sweeping the floor or watering flowers. When they see Bai Yishan coming with a 16-year-old boy, they bow down to meet him.

"Who did the second young lady bring? It seems that she is not a year or two older than the second young lady."

"Who knows, maybe it's the son of a prince or nobleman."

"Maybe it's the person that the second Miss likes."

After Nanmen Feng and Bai Yishan disappeared, people's heads gathered together and talked in a low voice.

In a courtyard, Bai Wentian, dressed in a green robe, was practicing a martial arts. He caught it with his big hands. A tornado rolled up on the ground out of thin air, and several leaves fell into his fingertips.

Suddenly, his breath coagulated, his eyes swept to the entrance of the courtyard, his fingers moved slightly, several leaves flew out like throwing knives and concealed weapons, and the air was wiped with several white lines.

Just at this time, Bai Yishan came in with Nanmen maple and said that unfortunately, several leaves wiped Nanmen Maple's ears and disappeared into the wall behind him. The walls were pierced by several holes.

The sharp breath cut his cheek like a blade, but Nanmen Feng didn't move, but there was a trace of anger in his heart.

"Down!"

If he had dodged a little earlier, it would not have been the wall pierced, but his head pierced.

Nanmen Feng raised his eyes and looked at Bai Wentian standing there with a smile like the wind. His heart was cold.

"Met uncle!"

South Gate Maple light road.

"Yes, yes, it's not chaotic in the face of danger. It has the momentum of your father's south gate."

Bai Wentian smiled and nodded, then asked Nanmen Feng to sit down and ordered Bai Yishan to make tea for the two in person.

Bai Yishan was reluctant, but under Bai Wentian's cold eye, she immediately put down the mink in her arms and made tea.

Referring to his father, Nanmen Feng's eyes darkened. He knew that Bai Wentian turned his face with song Yuntian, the protector of the country, in order to save him, and betrothed Bai Yimeng to him.

He remembered this kindness to Nanmen Feng, so he would call uncle, otherwise he would call the Duke of an.

Bai Wentian didn't seem to notice the change of Nanmen Feng's expression. He continued to smile and say, "several years have passed in the blink of an eye. I didn't expect that you can not only practice, but also achieve so much. Uncle is very happy. I think your father must have spirit in heaven and can rest in peace."

Nanmen Feng didn't speak. He drank tea. The entrance was sweet. It was the spirit tea he had drunk in Wanbao Pavilion.

After greeting, Bai Wentian stepped down, leaving Bai Yishan to make tea for them.

"Let's get down to business."

Nanmen Feng's expression moved. Although he had been prepared, when the real arrival came at the moment, his heart was still tense, bitter and complex. It was really mixed.

"Nanmen maple, do you know how many realms this basaltic continent is divided into?"

Bai Wentian looked at Nanmen Feng and asked.

Nanmen Feng was stunned. He didn't think that Bai Wentian didn't open his mouth to explain the withdrawal of marriage, but mentioned the problem of realm. He immediately said: "martial arts are divided into acquired, congenital, melting, melting and connecting. Each realm is subdivided into nine levels, of which congenital is divided into three levels: virtual pill, real pill and golden pill."

Bai asked the sky a little: "you're right, but you can see that there are yin and Yang and great energy on top of the sky. The strong ones really have the means to overturn rivers and seas and kill thousands of miles."

Nanmen Feng was shocked. Although he knew that there was a realm behind Tongtian realm, he didn't know what kind of realm it was. Now Bai asked Heaven, it seemed to open a new door for him.

"Let's not say anything else, just say the ethereal immortal sect worshipped by meng'er, and there are powerful people in the sect door." Bai asked Heaven with a sigh, which was difficult to hide his inner shock.

Nanmen Feng and Bai Yishan were also shocked. This was the first time they heard that Nanmen Feng thought that the ethereal immortal sect was very strong, and there were strong people in the sect. Now it seems that he underestimated the ethereal immortal sect.

"I tell you this in the hope that you understand the gap between you and your dream."

Bai Wentian looked at Nanmen Feng and said solemnly. Bai Yishan was also nervous and looked at his father nervously.

"Uncle, you don't have to say, I understand."

Nanmen Feng greeted Bai Wentian's eyes, his hands holding the tea cup turned white slightly, and said with clenched teeth, "I'm willing to withdraw my marriage."

Then Nanmen Feng took out the engagement and put it on the table.

Bai Yishan's eyes brightened when she saw the engagement. She didn't expect Nanmen Feng to give up so simply. Originally, she thought about how to persuade Nanmen Feng. Now it seems that she has saved it.

"No, maple, you don't understand."

However, Bai Wentian smiled and shook his head, leaving Nanmen maple and Bai Yimeng confused and confused.

"Is dad still determined to marry his sister to this guy?"

Bai Yishan's heart clicked and an idea suddenly came out.

Then Bai Wentian smiled and said, "Maple, if I put it three months ago, I would hesitate whether Menger would be happy to marry you, but now I don't need it, because you deserve Menger."

Bai asked the sky, "at the same time, this is also Menger's own choice."

"Her own choice?"

Nanmen Feng trembled in his heart. If Bai Wentian believed that he was worthy of Bai Yimeng, he had absolute confidence. Even if Bai Yimeng was now a disciple of the ethereal immortal sect, he believed that one day he would stand in front of her equally.

Just what does Bai Yimeng mean by her choice? Is she willing to marry me? Or the former waste Nanmen Maple?

Nanmen Feng doesn't understand.

In the eyes of the world, what's the difference between him and the waste "Nanmen Maple" three months ago? She doesn't deserve Bai Yimeng at all. Maybe Bai Yimeng herself once thought so, but she never asked to withdraw her marriage.

"Yes, when you really stand in front of her, she will answer your doubts."

"And she told me she believed you!"

Bai Wentian said deeply.

The simple four words not only made Nanmen Feng in a trance, but also made Bai Yishan open her mouth. She couldn't believe it was what her sister said.

"Maple, go. The small state of Chu is not your destination. You have a broader sky."

Bai Wentian smiled, "all I can do is pave a way for you as much as possible. In that case, I can also be worthy of the Nanmen brother under the nine springs."

"But as a father, if you can't reach the height of your dream, I hope you can let go."

……

In the room, nanmenfeng couldn't sleep for a long time, and Bai Wentian's words echoed in his mind.

He thought that the high Lord of an would not care about him, the son of the Nanmen family.

He thought Bai Wentian would terminate the engagement without any reason.

He thought Bai Yimeng didn't agree with the marriage at the beginning, let alone care about him.

But he was wrong!

Bai Wentian cares about him, cares about him and believes in him!

Bai Yimeng is also willing to marry him, waiting for the day he marries her!

It is hard for him to imagine what kind of slander and ridicule Bai Yimeng will bear and what attitude he will take to face these rumors.

When the next day's sunshine was warm on his face, Nanmen Feng slowly stood up, and a momentum that could break through all obstacles burst out of his eyes.

"Bai Yimeng, wait for me. I will stand in front of you and let all those who despise you and me step on them."

When he opened the door, Nanmen Feng saw four beautiful girls standing in a row saluting him.

"I've seen my uncle."

The girl's voice is soft and greasy, like the Ding Dong of spring water.

For a moment, the momentum of Nanmen Feng just disappeared. When he saw several girls covering their mouths and laughing, he came back to his mind, "cough, what, I'm going out for a walk."

However, he just took two steps, but found several girls following him. After thinking about it, he turned and said, "OK, you can do whatever you should do. Don't follow me."

"But the second lady said..."

One of the girls hesitated, but when she saw Nanmen Feng's eyes staring, she immediately swallowed the words behind her.

"Nanmen Feng, come with me."

At this time, Bai Yishan appeared in front of him at the right time, motioned her eyes, and several girls left respectfully.

Nanmen Feng frowned slightly and looked at Bai Yishan who was smiling. He didn't understand how these girls were clearly sent by Bai Yishan to test him. Fortunately, he did well just now.

"Don't I lose face when you say I'll go with you."

Looking at Bai Yishan's cheeks, Nanmen Feng immediately whistled happily. A white shadow came from a distance and squatted directly on Nanmen Feng's shoulder. It was the little sable who left early in the morning.

"Received 100 rage points from Bai Yishan..."

"Dad said that he would strive for a place for you to worship Yanyue sect."

Bai Yishan looked at Nanmen Feng and said coldly, "but miss Ben reminds you that song Wuji and Li Jianmu will also worship Yanyue sect, and song Wuji has been designated as the core disciple by Yanyue sect."

Nanmen Feng frowned slightly and didn't speak.

Bai Yishan's face showed a sneer: "although Dad promised this marriage, you and I all know that you can never catch up with my sister with your current qualification."

"And in my heart, song Wuji is a good match for my sister, so the gap between you and him will be bigger and bigger. If you let go at this time, we will still be friends."

Seeing that Nanmen Feng still didn't speak, Bai Yishan frowned, "three days later, yanyuezong will send messengers. I hope you won't disappoint your father and disgrace the reputation of our angoo government."

Looking at Bai Yishan coldly leaving a jade slip, Nanmen Maple didn't think so.

In terms of qualification, he is much better than song Wuji. Try it. Who can practice from one to eight in less than three months?

In terms of strength, nanmenfeng also has the confidence to fight against song Wuji!

Nanmen Feng looked at the jade slips in his hand. He hesitated and began to probe into them with divine knowledge. After a long time, he withdrew and frowned slightly: "the introduction test of Yanyue sect is actually measured by the number of soul beads collected in the mountain and river map. As long as the person ranking first can definitely become the core disciple of Yanyue sect."