bookpub Chapter 198 Nangong Junchen: Let Me Go Crazy For You
Chapter 198 Nangong Junchen: Let Me Go Crazy For You
Luo Qingluan, who had been silent all the time, was completely angry at this time.
After all, Nangong Junchen was the guest she invited, the guest of her Qingluan Saint Clan.
Someone asked a killer to kill the guests of their Qingluan Saint Clan, which is tantamount to provoking the majesty of their Qingluan Saint Clan.
"Undead Phoenix Clan?"
Luo Qingluan's sharp gaze was directed at Feng Chengfeng, and the coldness on his face was extremely strong.
"Feng Yu is a waste of success and failure!"
Feng Chengfeng cursed in his heart, feeling very bad.
He could almost conclude that Feng Yu and Feng Tianlei's killer must have been secretly asked by Feng Yu and Feng Tianlei.
This is the pit that Feng Yu left him.
However, he is also very clear that the killers of Xingxie Pavilion will not expose the people behind them, so there is no need to worry about this.
It's just that the yellow mud fell off his crotch now, not shit but shit.
Feng Chengfeng's expression was a little ugly, but he didn't say anything.
At this time, silence is the best choice.
The audience fell into a brief silence.
Nangong Junchen stood there indifferently, without looking at Feng Chengfeng of the Undying Phoenix Clan. He knew that he couldn't ask anything from Xingxie Pavilion, and he didn't plan to ask anything.
This shot is not only to clear some of his enemies, but also to beat all the ethnic groups in the 100,000 Dashan Mountains.
There is the Heaven-Swallowing Saint Clan in the front, and the Star Killing Pavilion in the back. Do you really think that Nangong Junchen is a good persimmon?
nonexistent.
This shot is to let you see clearly whose fist is harder.
He hopes that the immortal powerhouse of the Swallowing Saint Clan will take action, so that he can kill him desperately, and the effect will be even more shocking.
After all, the beads of the ten thousand-year-old tortoise that killed Guiyoumen are still in his hands, and there is absolutely no pressure to kill the immortal.
"Qingluan, I'm really sorry that such a thing would happen."
With an apologetic smile, Nangong Junchen said to Luo Qingluan, "I hope you don't get angry, after all, now is a good day for the Qingluan Saint Clan."
The coldness on Luo Qingluan's face eased slightly, and he said softly, "Junchen, Qingluan will help you pay attention to the matter of Xingsha Pavilion."
Saintess Qingluan said these words to everyone.
Although the Star Killing Pavilion is very strong, compared with the Qingluan Saint Clan, it is almost meaningless.
Luo Qingluan wanted to inherit the existence of the patriarch, and no one dared not listen to her words.
Feng Chengfeng was the most uncomfortable in the whole scene. He didn't know how to make up for the hole that Feng Yu had dug for him.
"Chengfeng, the safest way to do this is to take two steps. The first step is to contact Xingsha Pavilion to cancel the assassination mission, and the second step is to talk frankly with Nangong Junchen."
Feng Chengfeng's protector said, "We all underestimate Nangong Junchen. This son has a powerful treasure and can kill the Immortal Realm at any time."
"What?" Feng Chengfeng's expression changed drastically, he couldn't believe it.
"I have some friendship with Tun Qianshan. I had a conversation with him just now. He has used a secret technique to find out some details about Nangong Junchen."
"Nangong Junchen has just penetrated into the Hundred Thousand Mountains alone. He must have been assigned by the Empress Mingyang. Behind him is the Empress."
"The power of the Empress has exceeded our imagination. I am afraid that even if the entire undead phoenix clan came out of their nests, they would not be able to help the Empress."
Feng Chengfeng's guardian's words were full of fear, and his voice was a little trembling, and he was in awe of Empress Mingyang.
"And you should see that the saintess of Qingluan are devoted to Nangong Junchen. If those geniuses don't show up, I am afraid that this time the holy river baptism, the geniuses of 100,000 mountains are only Nangong Junchen's accompaniment."
In this regard, Feng Chengfeng is naturally ignorant.
"Then I will find a time to talk to Nangong Junchen." Feng Chengfeng said softly.
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"Qingluan, I heard that all Tianjiao present here can participate in the assessment after the baptism of Qingluan Saint Clan Holy River, right?"
Just when everyone was quiet, Nangong Junchen's voice came out slowly.
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed, and they didn't know what the hell Nangong Junchen was doing.
Luo Qingluan was also stunned for a moment, and nodded lightly.
"I also heard that when the Qingluan Saint Clan came to meet and greet, as long as the person who was swept out of this Tianjiao Square, even lost the opportunity to participate in the assessment?"
A sentence that looks like a poor dagger suddenly makes many people's faces change greatly.
Everyone finally realized what the hell Nangong Junchen was thinking about. He was going to clear the border. He was too arrogant, right?
Luo Qingluan was shocked, and a trace of anticipation rose unexpectedly.
The baptism of the holy river of the hundred tribes at the core of Shiwanda Mountain has been passed down since ancient times.
To go back, it was also a thousand years ago that there was an ancient Tianjiao who fought for three days and three nights with one sword and one sword for the woman he loved, and defeated all the Tianjiao.
That feat has survived to this day.
However, now, Young Master Nangong seems to have such a plan, still for her Luo Qingluan.
Luo Qingluan's heart thumped again.
"This kid is not easy, such a juncture, such an opportunity, if I can really beat everyone back alone, even I can't help but be moved."
"Girl, if this child can do this for you, he must have you in his heart."
"No matter how contrived this son was before, whether it's true or not, as long as he can do this, you should obey him."
The voice of another soul body sounded in his mind, and after him, it actually represented the voice of this soul body.
There are many people who have the momentum of being a husband, but there are very few people who can truly be a husband.
Even if the second soul is an ancient soul body, it looks down on countless things, but it is still unavoidable, and I hope that there is a man who can do such a thing for himself.
"Junchen, do you want to clear the field through the battle of Tianjiao?"
Luo Qingluan no longer concealed his expectations at this time, and said softly, "Indeed, as you said, at this time, you can start the battle of Tianjiao, and those who are swept out of the square will lose the qualifications to be invited and cannot go to our clan's place. base."
"You, do you really want to clear the scene?" Luo Qingluan said in a trembling voice.
Nangong Junchen smiled lightly and said seriously, "Of course."
"I don't want to see a bunch of men flocking to grab you."
"I used to be low-key, but now I don't want to be low-key anymore. After all, there are too few opportunities to be excited, and I must seize it firmly."
"so……"
Nangong Junchen looked at Luo Qingluan affectionately, "Let me be crazy for you once."
Let me go crazy for you.
The words were loud and loud, like a heavy thunder, slamming into everyone's hearts.
He really dared!
The audience fell into absolute silence, and all eyes were on the man. At this moment, a dazzling light seemed to emerge from Nangong Junchen's body and instantly filled the entire sky.