Chapter 889

"Well, don't be so mysterious."

Looking at Lin fan still want to continue to pretend to force, the south palace cloud cold hum a, the body suddenly forward to rush out.

Just took a step, but the body suddenly a stiff, hard to stop.

Just as before, Lin Fan took the teapot and continued to pour to his left hand.

Just this time, the left hand did not hold the cup shape, but directly spread out the palm.

At this time, a strange scene appeared.

There seemed to be a bowl in the air, and the tea that had fallen down sounded.

Clear to the bottom, the field of vision can be directly through the past.

"This This... "

Stunned to see this scene, Nangong cloud is in a daze.

If this is not a trick, then there is only one possibility.

Rely on the genuine Qi to hold the tea, and control the tea does not overflow.

It's just, is it really possible?

How many martial arts practitioners can't cultivate their true Qi after practicing for a lifetime. Is it possible for Lin fan to be young now?

He is known as a genius in his family. At the age of 30, he has reached the late strength of Mingjin.

But even so, he just touched the threshold of true Qi.

There is a long way to go before we can really cultivate our true Qi.

It's possible even if you can't practice.

For a moment, Nangong Yun's manner was full of fear.

"You must have used some trick. Don't act in front of me."

Although the mouth is disdainful, but the body does not dare to step.

The tea, suspended in the palm of Lin Fan's hand, was still steaming with steam.

Everything is so real that there is no flaw in everything.

"Nangong Yun, you asked me to have tea just now, and I also asked you to have tea. "

with a sudden grip of his hand, Lin Fan pushes out to Nangong Yun's position.

Hua La ~

Nangong Yun, who has not yet recovered, looks at the tea falling from the sky and instinctively reaches out to block it.

Ah Scald

With the sound of killing a pig, Nangong Yun kept throwing her hands to be scalded.

"Oh, Nangong Yun, what's the matter with you?"

Looking at the jumping Nangong cloud, Lin Fan curled his lips and said, "courtesy meets reciprocity. Don't you understand this truth?"

"Lin, you want to die."

Looking at Lin Fan with exasperation, Nangong Yun cursed: "dare to provoke our Nangong family. You are looking for death."

"Nangong Yun, you are really a noble person who forgets much."

Squinting his eyes, Lin Fan sneered: "in my eyes, your Nangong family is a fart."

"Well, I remember you."

Nangong Yun, the eldest young master of the family, was furious: "if you offend our Nangong family, you will surely die. "

" no, nanmiyun. "

Shaking the teapot, Lin Fan motioned: "there is still tea, do you want another cup?"

"You wait for me."

Want to start but dare not, Lin Fan's performance is scared him.

A warrior with genuine Qi will have to be pressed on the ground for friction when he rushes to the ground.

After putting down the cruel words, Nangong Yun holds the scalded arm and leaves quickly to the door.

"Young master Nangong, come to me for tea when you are free."

Looking at Nangong Yun who left in a hurry, Lin fan behind him called out, "tell me how much temperature you like to drink, and I'll keep it for you."

Bang.

A stagger almost fell a dog to eat excrement, was Lin Fan's angry head smoke, Nangong cloud angrily clenched his fist and left.

Damn it. Damn it.

As the eldest young master of Nangong family, has he ever been humiliated like this?

If you don't kill Lin fan, you can't get rid of his hatred.