The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

Nan Xunran raised her hand and waved it gently. With this seemingly simple action, the pressure dissipated.

The moment the pressure disappeared, Nanyang felt that his strength was instantly drained away. He had been struggling to support himself before, but now he could no longer maintain his standing posture. He collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

He gasped heavily, and every breath seemed so difficult, with fatigue and panic on his face.

At this moment, Jiang Ruxi, who had been standing quietly behind Nan Xunran, made a move.

She gracefully raised her white jade-like arm and waved it gently, and a beautifully carved and luxurious chair appeared out of thin air.

Then, Jiang Ruxi turned slightly, looked at Nan Xunran, and called softly: "Master."

Nan Xunran nodded slightly, and then sat naturally on the luxurious chair.

Then, Nan Xunran moved his fingers, and the crisp sound of snapping fingers echoed in the air.

In a moment, several people stepped out of the void like ghosts. Their steps were steady and powerful. Every step they took seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, stepping heavily on the heartstrings of everyone.

After these people appeared, they walked straight to Nan Xunran, then knelt on one knee in front of Nan Xunran, and then clenched one hand and supported it on the ground, with a respectful and solemn expression, and saluted in unison: "Master"

Everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on these people.

They all had a dark red waist badge hanging around their waists. Under the light, the waist badge faintly exuded a mysterious and unique atmosphere.

Everyone was shocked. They never thought that they could see the legendary Ying Ye at this time and place.

However, despite being filled with shock and surprise, they only dared to think secretly in their hearts and did not dare to speak out these thoughts.

Ying Ye is a group composed of the top seven elites in the Yingtang Killing List. They are all extremely powerful and gifted.

It is a force that belongs exclusively to the God of the Nan Family. Its only purpose of existence is to protect Nan Xunran.

They are named Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang in turn.

And Yingtang is one of the many branches of the Nan Family. Its disciples are always hidden in the void, often carrying out secret missions and assassinations. They are a sharp blade hidden in the dark, absolutely rational and absolutely obedient.

Nan Xunran raised his hand slightly, motioning Ying Ye and others to stand up.

Several people responded in unison: "Yes, Master." Then they stood up neatly, stood with their hands down, and looked respectful.

"Tianshu, bring him here"

Tianshu took the order, and in a flash, he appeared beside Nanyang in an instant, picked him up, and brought him to Nan Xunran's feet like an eagle catching a chick.

Nanyang was in a mess at this time, with dissatisfaction and resentment in his eyes. He struggled to raise his head and glared at Nan Xunran, "Nan Xunran, you only have your current status because of the protection of your family, what's so great about it!"

Nan Xunran listened to Nanyang's roar, and there was no ripple on his face. He just silently called the system light ball in his mind: "System, is this son of destiny a normal person? Knowing that I can crush him to death with just one finger, what is he showing off about?"

The voice of the system soon sounded in Nan Xunran's mind: "The son of destiny is like this, thinking that everyone in the world except him is a waste, confident, despising everything, without inferiority complex, even if he is crushed by you now, he thinks he can beat you."

After hearing this, Nan Xunran's mouth slightly raised a barely noticeable sneer.

This so-called son of destiny is really ridiculous.

His eyes fell on Nanyang again, as if he was watching an ignorant clown performing hard.

At this time, footsteps were heard. The second worshiper hurried over after hearing the news that the Son of God had a conflict with his grandson. When he saw Nan Xun, he trembled and said, "Son of God, why are you here at the branch family?"

Nan Xun looked sideways and said slowly, "Since I came back from my training, I often heard that the order of the branch family is in chaos. It just so happens that the main family is planning to rectify the branch family, so I came to see it."

Everyone's eyes followed his words and looked at Nanyang on the ground.

The branch family has always behaved honestly in recent years. Even if it occasionally causes trouble, it will never spread the matter outside the branch family.

The only exception was the incident of Nanyang stealing the wind and thunder beast, which had already spread in the main family.

Because of this, when these disciples of the branch family followed the disciples of the main family to go out for training, they were despised by the disciples of the main family because of Nanyang's scandal, so much so that they could not raise their heads.

Nanyang clenched his fists tightly.

He raised his head, his heart full of resentment. Nan Xunran's words were extremely obvious, how could he not hear it.

Nan Xunran listened to the discussion of the crowd, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The system prompt sounded abruptly: "Ding Dong! The son of destiny, Nanyang, has aroused public anger, his luck has been damaged, his destiny value is -50, the remaining destiny value is 300/600 points, and the host's kill value has increased by 630 points."

The small ball of light jumped happily in his sea of ​​consciousness, shouting excitedly: "Host is awesome!"

Nan Xunran curled his lips, 630 kill points, not bad, it's worth it for him to tease Nanyang for so long.

The second worshiper heard Nan Xunran's words and turned to look at his grandson, thinking to himself: his grandson had repeatedly caused trouble before. If it weren't for Yang'er's outstanding strength and his second worshiper's efforts to protect him behind the scenes, he would have been expelled from the Nan family long ago.

His brows were furrowed tightly. If Yang'er really offended the Son of God, he, a priest, would not be able to protect him!

At this moment, feeling the resentful gazes of the crowd, Nanyang was furious. He turned to look at the second priest and shouted, "Hmph! Grandpa! Give that Ying Ye a lesson for me. He dared to touch me!"

In Nanyang's heart, he couldn't touch Nan Xunran, but couldn't he deal with these guards?

"You!" Hearing this, the second priest was immediately furious. He raised his hand and slapped Nanyang without hesitation.

Nanyang was stunned by the sudden slap, then his face was full of astonishment and disbelief, and he looked at his grandfather with wide eyes: "You hit me?!"

The veins on the forehead of the second priest were bulging: "Do you know the weight of the Son of God?! If the Son of God is angry, our whole lineage will be buried with him! I know you are usually a playboy, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant! Don't let us get involved if you don't know how to live or die!"

Nanyang was stunned and said hesitantly: "Just a few guards, is it that serious?"

The second priest said sternly: "Guards?! In the main house, who dares to touch Ying Ye except the Son of God?! Even the head of the family has no right to deal with Ying Ye!"

Then, the second priest hurriedly turned to the Son of God and said respectfully and fearfully: "Please forgive me, Lord Son of God, I didn't take good care of Yang'er."

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