Villain: The heroine of good luck retired at the beginning

The two forces repelled each other, and gradually began to weaken, allowing Xiao Mo's voice to spread.

"Old man Nangong, we might as well sit down and talk, this action in the middle of the night will wake everyone up, but it's not good."

Xiao Mo was still sitting on the sofa, his expression was as pale as water, he spread out his hand and drew a stroke for Nangong Wentian, signaling the latter to withdraw the realm coercion.

In this case, he has long had no choice, and if he does not agree, it is equivalent to looking for his own death.

Thinking of this, Nangong Wentiankui's body shook, and the aura that turned over the river and the sea around him was compressed back into his body.

At the same time, the black fog in the far sky outside the window dispersed, revealing the original brilliance of the clouds, and the bright moon also shone brightly again.

Inside the room, the wanton dark shadows hovered and merged, turning into a figure, calmly standing beside Xiao Mo, and also withdrawing the coercion that clashed with it.

After realizing that he was not mistaken, and the person who came was really a shadow, Nangong Batian's expression couldn't help but become a little more solemn.

"Hmm... Young Master Xiao don't go around the bush, my villa is soundproof, just say it directly. Saying

that, he had a solemn look on his face, calmly.

In this regard, Xiao Mo shook his head gently, and stood up from the sofa, his collar trembled slightly, and his straight cuffs were also rippled, as if he was in a strong wind and was rolled up.

Nangong Wentian looked directly at the scene in front of him, from the initial calmness, step by step began to change, his pupils couldn't stop rounding, the muscles on his face were a little distorted, and finally evolved into a deep shock.

That's right, on Xiao Mo's body on the opposite side, wisps of crimson qi spread out.

Gently brushed every inch of his body until it converged in the center of his body, turning into a flame that seemed to burn, and appeared in front of Nangong Wentian.

The latter jerked up the table with both hands, and exclaimed in a slightly hoarse voice: "Pure Yang Body, why do you also have Pure Yang Body?!"

His expression stiffened, not scared, but excited.

Although the pure yang body itself is useless, it is still one of the special constitutions in the final analysis, and the awakening probability of this special constitution can be said to be infinitely close to zero percent.

At least with the ability of the Nangong family, they searched almost half of Dragon City before they found Ye Chen alone.

Now that the two pure yang bodies come together, it can be said that they have witnessed a real miracle.

"I know, old man Nangong, you don't care about Ye Chen, or rather, you care more about Nangong Xiyao than Ye Chen."

"I want to give you this opportunity, a new choice."

"You think about it, Ye Chen is just a poor boy on the mountain, at most add a master Liao Qi, and behind me, but the huge Xiao family, and even the Shangguan family, how to choose, Nangong old man should be clear."

Xiao Mo's tone was a little playful, he knew that Nangong Wentian and Liao Qi, only the two of them knew the true magic of the pure yang body, and the rest of them, Nangong Qingyu, including the two parties, did not know anything.

In addition, for Ye Chen being a member of the Immortal Pavilion, the reason why Nangong Wentian dared to argue was also because of this relationship.

Others didn't know that Ye Chen had a master, nor did they know that he had lived in the mountains, but these Nangong Wentian were all clear.

If you think about it, Nangong asked if Tian really cared about Ye Chen, but in fact, if you really want to talk about it, he and Liao Qi just made a deal.

Ye Chen married Nangong Xiyao and helped her heal, and similarly, the entire Nangong family also had to be used as a dowry to give Ye Chen as a backing.

This is also Liao Qi's cleverness, and the old man Nangong has been in his life.

If it wasn't for his granddaughter, how could he be willing to give the huge Nangong family to a bastard with no identity, no background, and even unclear strength?

Therefore, he has no choice at all, and the opportunity Xiao Mo said is just a step.

If he followed, then everything would be fine, and if he was still stubborn and didn't leave, then Xiao Mo could only use a little, tough means.

In the next second, a thick long roar sounded, and Nangong Wentian sat down with a kind face.

"Hah... Hahaha, this proposal is good, this proposal is good, Young Master Xiao is unique, Xi Yao's marriage must be a beautiful thing, this marriage, the old man raised his hands in favor.

"As for what... That Ye Chen, when his injuries are healed, the old man will naturally let him go, and then Young Master Xiao..."

While speaking, Nangong Wentian secretly glanced at Xiao Mo, and wanted to tell him something.

In fact, just now, when he heard the word Liao Qi, Nangong Wentian was obviously a little shocked in his heart.

But after thinking about it, Xiao Mo could actually find out in a short period of time, even the old divine doctor, then he dared to be sure, and Xiao Mo had probably investigated the rest of the things.

This information was presented in his mind, and the answer was self-evident, he had no choice, let alone a reason to refuse.

On the other hand, Xiao Mo also understood the meaning, and smiled very lightly: "Old man Nangong is a smart person, I believe you will definitely choose the right one."

"It's getting late today, it's late at night, we also chatted and chatted for half the night, the old man doesn't have to send it, I should go back to rest."

Saying that, Xiao Mo stood up and twisted his neck slightly, looking really tired.

The shadow behind him looked at Nangong Qingtian with a calm face, glanced at each other, and then his figure scattered, spread out like a stream of water, and buried deep in it along the shadow on the ground.

Suddenly, walking to the position of the gate, Xiao Mo stopped, seemed to think of something, suddenly turned his head, his tone was soft, and he said a few words to Nangong Wentian.

"By the way, old man Nangong, my room and Xi Yao are a little far away, you should have been old and dizzy when you arranged the room at that time."

"I'll take Xi Yao over in a while, it should be fine, right?"

Hearing this, Nangong Wentian frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but there was no rebuttal.

"In the future, Young Master Xiao, you can treat the Nangong family as your own home, this little thing, Young Master Xiao Mo can arrange it by himself, there is no need to ask the old man." Nangong Wentian said with a smile.

After receiving the answer, Xiao Mo did not linger, and then the door opened, and the crystal chandelier swaying on the roof reflected Xiao Mo's half-skimmed figure, and finally disappeared completely in the living room with the closing of the door.

Nangong Wentian's eyes were hazy, locking Xiao Mo's departing back, and he couldn't stop pouting, until his figure disappeared, and then he suddenly lay down on the sofa as if liberated.

Recalling the previous series of past events, Nangong Wentian sighed.

"Unexpectedly, the Xiao family's generation is still as terrifying as ever."